Dear Diary. Mood: Apathetic. My life is spiraling downward. I couldn?t get enough money to go to the (My Chemical. Romance?s?) suffocate me dry concert. It sucks because they play some of my favorite songs. like Stab My Heart cause I Love You and Rip Apart My. Soul and of course Stabity Rip Stab Stab. And it doesn?t help that I couldn?t get my hair to. flipply thing the other day like that guy from that. band could do. Somedays.. I?m an emo kid unconfomting as can be you?d me. uncomforting to if you looked just like me. I have paint on my nails and makeup 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. you?ll just call me a fag. Cause our dudes look like chicks and our chicks look. like dikes. Cause emo is one step below tranfestite. 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 and have 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 mascara and now I?m grounded for a week. Sulking and writing poetry are my hobby. 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 my hair nail 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 its suffocating me. Grabbing a hold of me and tightening its grip. Tighter then a pair of my little sisters 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 tell my friends I bleed black and cry during. classes. I?m just a bad cheap imitation of goth. You could read me Catcher In The Rye 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 XBOX I play old school Nintendo. I must be emo. I like whine and hit my parentals. I must be emo. Me and my friends all look like clones. I must be emo. My parents don?t get emo. They think I?m gay because they saw me kiss a guy. well a couple of guys. But I mean it's so selfless can?t two or four 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 on that gets me You?re my best friend