Emo therapy
Guess what guys! I just invented a new kind of therapy. I call it Emo therapy. In emo therapy you keep a blog and then you totally over exhadurate everything that you are feeling in life (you can also make stuff up like I did) and then you write about it. I haven't been posting anything on LJ for a long time because everything I write seems rediculous and emo so today I said "what the hell" and I cranked up my emo to eleven. It felt good to stretch my every day tiny troubles to the max to then laugh at my angst. Here is an example of my emo blog writing (don't be alarmed, it is for the sake of comedy).
"I don't even know why I bother to post in this thing. None of you will ever understand me... EVER!!! YOU'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND ME!!! ANY OF YOU!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!! ... ... ... i tried to kill myself today... again. but it didn't work... again. I snuck into my garage at 1am and grabbed my Dad's bow and arrow hunting set. I figured I'd kill myself in the garage... that would be a fitting place. Fitting because EVERY DAY my Dad would have to drive over the place where I DIED just like how EVERY DAY my Dad drives over my soul because he doesn't understand that I cry -I cry tears that pour out of my eyes FOR EVER!!! And he, along with EVERYONE else, doesn't understand that! So I shot myself in the head with HIS bow and arrow and got ready to sleep FOREVER in our garage -the garage of MY SOUL! But it didn't work... The arrow went through my head but I am still alive! WHY?!?! WHY ME?!?! Now all the kids at school have one more thing to laugh at me about. That's all they ever do is laugh -and those laughs go straight into my heart where I should have put that arrow and they make my sorrow grow into a color that is blacker than any other color (even the color black) and I die every single day but I am still alive even though I shot myself in the head. But why do you care? You're just like everyone else! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND ME!!!! You have NO IDEA how hard it is to be ME. You will never know how far down my pain dwells -its a blacker than black blackness a color the world could never see."
Emo therapy. You should try it! Post your emo in a reply to this. Go ahead! You'll laugh and then you'll feel better.
"I don't even know why I bother to post in this thing. None of you will ever understand me... EVER!!! YOU'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND ME!!! ANY OF YOU!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!! ... ... ... i tried to kill myself today... again. but it didn't work... again. I snuck into my garage at 1am and grabbed my Dad's bow and arrow hunting set. I figured I'd kill myself in the garage... that would be a fitting place. Fitting because EVERY DAY my Dad would have to drive over the place where I DIED just like how EVERY DAY my Dad drives over my soul because he doesn't understand that I cry -I cry tears that pour out of my eyes FOR EVER!!! And he, along with EVERYONE else, doesn't understand that! So I shot myself in the head with HIS bow and arrow and got ready to sleep FOREVER in our garage -the garage of MY SOUL! But it didn't work... The arrow went through my head but I am still alive! WHY?!?! WHY ME?!?! Now all the kids at school have one more thing to laugh at me about. That's all they ever do is laugh -and those laughs go straight into my heart where I should have put that arrow and they make my sorrow grow into a color that is blacker than any other color (even the color black) and I die every single day but I am still alive even though I shot myself in the head. But why do you care? You're just like everyone else! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND ME!!!! You have NO IDEA how hard it is to be ME. You will never know how far down my pain dwells -its a blacker than black blackness a color the world could never see."
Emo therapy. You should try it! Post your emo in a reply to this. Go ahead! You'll laugh and then you'll feel better.