Look at little that goth boy. There he is, in the Magic Kingdom, standing in front of Cinderella's Golden Carousel no less, and yet still he's acting all miserable. I mean for Christ's sake, do these goths never lighten up?
In fairness, he's only a little kid. Maybe he'll grow out of it. Unlike, say, this man... 
... who, judging from the whole 'check-me-the-fuck-out' nature of his pose, appears to have got Minnie Mouse confused with the bass-player from Nine-Inch Nails. Even his daughter's giving Mickey the shit-eye.
That's nothing. You haven't seen 'goths-who-go-to-Disneyland-then-act-miserable' until you've seen two dark princesses attempting to look all tormented while riding the MAD HATTER'S FUCKING TEA-CUPS!
Look at them, desperately trying not to have fun. I mean even Death has a laugh on the Tea-Cups.
If I was a parent going to Disneyland, I'd just leave my goth son/daughter in the car. Let them be moody in the Peugeot while I get my Goofy hat on and head for It's A Small World. Obviously I'd make sure to leave a window open.
Because remember folks: goths die in hot cars.
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