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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 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 either, like that guy from that band could do, some days you know. . .


I·m an emo kid, non-conforming as can be

You·d be non-conforming to if u look 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, 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 Hallowe·en

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 a hold of me and tightening it·s grip, tighter than a pair of my little sister·s jeans . . . which look great on my 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 X-BOX I play old school Nintendo

I must be emo

I like to whine and hate my parental’s

I must be emo

Me and my friends all look like clones

I must be emo


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 of 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 lïke tacos.