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Dear Diary,
Mood: Apathetic
My life is spiraling downward. I couldn·t get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate Me Dry Concert. It sucks cause they play some of my favorite songs like ·Stab My Heart Because I Love You,· and ·Rip Apart My Soul,· and of course, ·Stabby Rip Stab Stab." and it doesn·t help that I couldn·t get my hair to do that flippy thing either, like that guy from that band could do, some days you know. . .

I·m an emo kid, non-conforming as can be
You·d be non-conforming to if u look just like me
I have paint on my nails and make-up on my face
I·m almost emo enough to start shaving my legs
·Cause I feel real deep when I·m dressing in drag
I call it freedom of expression most just call me a fag
·Cause their dudes look like chicks, their chicks look like dykes
·Cause emo is one step below transvestite

Stop my breathing and slit my throat
I must be emo
I don·t jump around when I go to shows
I must be emo

I·m dark and sensitive with low self-esteem
The way I dress makes everyday feel like Hallowe·en
I have no real problems but I like to make believe
I stole my sister·s mascara now I·m grounded for a week
Sulking and writing poetry are my hobbies
I can·t get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing
Girls keep breaking up with me, it·s never any fun
They say they already have a pussy, they don·t need another one

Stop my breathing and slit my throat
I must be emo
I don·t jump around when I go to shows
I must be emo
Dye in my hair and polish on my toes
I must be emo
I play guitar and write suicide notes
I must be emo

My life is just a black abyss, you know, it·s so dark. and it·s suffocating me. grabbing a hold of me and tightening it·s grip, tighter than a pair of my little sister·s jeans . . . which look great on my by the way

When I get depressed I cut my wrists in every direction
Hearing songs about getting dumped give me an erection
I write in a live journal and wear thick rimmed glasses
I told my friends I bleed black and cry during classes
I·m just a bad, cheap imitation of Goth
You can read me "Catcher in the Rye," and watch me jack off
I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life
If I said I like girls I·d only be half right

I look like I·m dead and dress like a homo
I must be emo
Screw X-BOX I play old school Nintendo
I must be emo
I like to whine and hate my parental’s
I must be emo
Me and my friends all look like clones
I must be emo

My parents just don·t get me you know. they think I·m gay just because they saw me kiss a guy. well, a couple of guys. but I mean, it·s the 2000s. can·t 2, or 4 dudes make-out with each other without being gay. I mean, chicks dig that kind of thing anyways. I don·t know diary, sometimes I think you·re the only one that gets me, you·re my best friend. . . . I feel lïke tacos.


Adaugat in 23.04.2007, 23:43 de ionela viteazul


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