emo kid reading: Dear diary: mood apathetic.
My life is spiraling downward, I couldn't get enough money to go see the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate me Dry tour, 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.
It doesnt help that I couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing like that guy from that band can do...some days you know.
normal person: I'm an emo kid non-conforming as can be, you would be non-conforming too if you looked 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, and 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 halloween, I have no real problems but I like to make-believe,
I stole my sisters mascera 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.
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