Wednesday, 13 December 2006
04:28:14 PM (GMT)
Like always my life is spiralling out of control
I was like reading my history textbook, which was so depressing and stuff because I
had an exam, where I ended up in tears because it was like totally making me think
and I already have a lot of things to think about you know. Like, how I have to only
eat a carrot a day so I can fit into those incy wincy jeans or which way to flick my
hair. But anyway.
Stalin and Hitler were like totally misunderstood.
I mean, sure they killed and stuff but I've done some pretty mean things as well. I
once told this girl that her hair looked naturally black after she died it. She was
in tears. I cried as well because I like understand her emotional chagrin. I feel her
pain. But anyways.
Hitler needed a psychiatrist. And what do Britain and such give him? More power. They
should have just given him a razor blade there and then so he could have killed
himself before he ended up killing more people. It wasn't his fault. He was just
doomed from the beginning. He was a total emo, I can tell, though I'm not one myself.
Only mistake was that moustache. It was like a toothbrush.
Stalin needed some love. He loved Lenin, he was like his idol. And he so totally
wanted to make out with Lenin. That doesn't make him gay. It makes him like a totally
straight emo. If Lenin had given him some love, instead of making out with that other
dude, Trotsky, who ended up with an ice axe in his head by the way just for the
record, Stalin would have gladly stepped down. It wasn't his fault. He needed a hug.
So yeah diary, I just thought I'd acknowledge the two greatest emo's.
Though I don't want to be like them, because I am so not emo.
Yay. Stabbystabstabripmyheartandhopetodie is on. It's the song I most like to bleed
I mean listen to.
I love you diary. You're the only that understands.
Disclaimer: This was only intended for fun. I love emos, they're great. (/)