We aren't dead, but in a year there'll be none left.
'Dear diary, my life is a complete fiasco.
The dashboard show is this weekend and I can't even fit into my little sister's jeans anymore. My dad grounded me cause he caught me in my mom's makeup again. He's such a nazi. I wish i could just run away to somewhere where people could understand me. I make out with one girl at a show and I'm gay? Hello, it's the new millenium. Ever heard of experimentation? I tried to cut my wrist yesterday but some of the blood got on my pants, and I totally freaked. Needless to say, they're ruined. anyway, my life is just a black abyss. I'm up to 98 pounds now, and i don't know what to do. i don't know, maybe i'll join the army.
Love, Me.
'mmm, emo. you bet your sweet ass it's emo. ooh, doesn't it
just make you wanna cry?'