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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
suffocate me dry concert
It sucks because they play some of my favorite songs like, Stab
My Heart cause I Love You and Rip Apart My Soul
and of course
Stabity, Rip, Stab, Stab
And it doesn’t help that I couldn’t get my hair to flippy thing the
other day like that guy from that band could do. Somedays.
I’m an emo kid, unconforming as can be you’d me unconforming
to if you looked just like me
I have paint on my nails and makeup 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 exprеssion, you’ll just call me a fag
Cause our dudes look like chicks and our chicks look like dikes
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 Halloween
I have no real problems but I like to make believe
I stole my sisters mascara and now I’m grounded for a week
Sulking and writing poetry are my hobby
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 my hair nail 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 its suffocating me
Grabbing a hold of me and tightening its grip
Tighter then a pair of my little sisters jeans.
Which look great on me 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 tell my friends I bleed black and cry during classes
I’m just a bad cheap imitation of goth
You could read me Catcher In The Rye and watch me jack-off
I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life
If I said I liked girls I’d only be half right
I look like I’m dead and dress like a homo
I must be emo
Screw XBOX I play old school Nintendo
I must be emo
I like whine and hit my parentals
I must be emo
Me and my friends all look like clones
I must be emo
My parents don’t get emo
They think I’m gay because they saw me kiss a guy well, a
couple of guys
But I mean it's the 2000's, 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 on that
gets me, You’re my best friend
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