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Saturday, 29 November 2008
11:54:22 AM (GMT)
Dear Diary: 

Mood: Apathetic. 

My life is spiralling 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. 
Like that guy from that band can do. 
Some days, you know... 

I'm an emo kid, non-conforming as can be 
You'd 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 our dudes look like chicks, 
and our 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 every day feel like Halloween 
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 ahold of me and tightening its grip, 
tighter than a pair of 
my little sister's 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 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 XBox, I play old school Nintendo 
I must be emo 
I like to whine and hit my parentals 
I must be emo 
Me and my friends all look like clones 
I must be Eee-Mo 

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 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 like tacos.

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