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Dear Diary, mood, pethitic
My life is a spiraling death trap, I couldn't get enough money to go to the bloody blood romance and suffacate my 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 stabby, rip, stab, stab, and it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair into that flippy thing either, like that guy from that band can do somedays anyway

I'm an Emo kid nonconforming as can be, you'd be nonconforming too you if you looked justed 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 f*g, cause they're dudes look like chicks, they're chicks look like dycks 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 esteim, the way I dress makes everyday feel like Halloween, I have no real problems but I like to make beleive, 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 Hawthorn Hieghts album without sobbing, girls keep breaking up with me; it's never any fun, they say they already have a passy; 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, Dy 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 of biss, it's so dark, and it's suffacating me, grabbing me harding and squeezing me tight, tighter than a pair of my little sister's jeans, which look great on me

When I get depressed I cut my wrists in every direction, hearing songs about getting dumped give me an erection, I write in a life journal and wear thick-rimmed glasses, I tell my friends I bleed black, I cry during classes, I'm just a bad, cheap, immatation of goth, you're gonna be catcher in the ride, 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 X-box I play old-school nintendo, I must be emo, I like to whine and hit my per-en-tals, I must be emo, Me and my friends all look like clones, I must be eeemo

My parents don't get me you know, they think I'm gay just because they saw me kiss a guy, well, a couple guys, but is it to wrong, can't 2, or 4 dudes make out with each other with out being gay, chicks dig that kinda' thing anyway right, I don't know diary, sometimes I think your the only one that gets me, your my best friend... I feel like tacos

Osaa olla tylsää.

Syön pääni.

Jee löysin jo kolme huulirasvaa!
Yks on viel hukassa. ;<<<<<<<<<

Haluun kirjottaa Hopen loppuun mut mä en keksi tohon yhteen väliin mitään. ;<<<
Muuten se ois kokonaan valmis.

itQ.

Hukkasin mun huulirasvan. *ViilZ*

Mua väsytyttää.

Dear friends of this academy
oooh romeo is bleeding to death
To see a friend bleed to death, what for
Some kind of metaphor that I cant see?
So I'll drink until I see it

This sky will make me sick
So I'll give up on you
I'll give up on this
This sky will make me sick
So I'll give up on this
I'll give up on you

kertosäe:
Archers in your arches
Raise your fingers for one last salute
And bleed this skyline dry
Your history is mine

So you want to hold me up and bring me down
Yes, you want to hold me up and break me down
I don't care for your sweet scent
Or the way you want me more than I want you
and I don't care for your sweet scent
Or the way you want me more than I want you

kertosäe

Archers in your arches
Raise your fingers for one last salute
And bleed this skyline dry
Your history is mine..

It's all mine.. (3x)

Archers in your arches
Raise your fingers for one last salute
And bleed this skyline dry
Your history is mine..
(2x)

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