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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 because they play some of my favorite songs, like, "Stab My Heart cause I Love You" and "Rip Apart My Soul" and, of course, "Stabbity Rip Stab Stab". And it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to flippy thing, either, like that guy from that band could do. Some days...
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 than a pair of my little sisters jeans, which look great on me, by the way...
My parents don't get me you know? They think I'm gay because they saw me kiss a guy..well, a couple of guys. But I mean, it's the two thousands..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.
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 because they play some of my favorite songs, like, "Stab My Heart cause I Love You" and "Rip Apart My Soul" and, of course, "Stabbity Rip Stab Stab". And it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to flippy thing, either, like that guy from that band could do. Some days...
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 than a pair of my little sisters jeans, which look great on me, by the way...
My parents don't get me you know? They think I'm gay because they saw me kiss a guy..well, a couple of guys. But I mean, it's the two thousands..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.