i got the idea to a thing like this from:
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and to make it emo from deirdre
these are not in any particular order, just how they come in my head
1. It should start with a comment about how horrible the world is
2. complain about how everyone is fake, including your friends
3. make an event that happened overly dramatic and sucky, even though it really wasn't
4. make a hint towards suicide(even though you probably wouldn't do it)
5. make a comment about razorblades or veins, or blood
6. add a little bit of your poetry, or mention writing poetry
7. make a comment about how ugly/fat you are
8. say how no one loves you, then comment about it
9. make any other comments about how you yourself sucks or life in general
10. say how you don't understand why you are writing the blog anyway, no one is going to care
11. add an emo sounding song lyric(usually from my chemical romance, but not always)
12. tweak some of these rules for your emo blog needs
13. oh, and have a lot of swearing(or not)
14. don't have explanation points. you want the words you type to seem monotone, dead, questionable
15. ask rhetorical questions
if you have any suggestions you'd like me to add on, let me know
16.how stressful life is
here is an example:
i'm not okay...
the world fucking sucks. everyone is completely fake bitches, including my friends. why won't they leave me alone?
today, something dramatic and sucky happened: my pen ran out during my test. it was so completely embarrassing, i actually had to ask the teacher fora new one. what a horrible way to bring attention to myself, everyone was looking and laughing. sometimes i wish i could just be dead...razorblades and veins make the best of friends.
i've been witing more poetry recently, here's a few lines:
pretty litte vein
all blue and green
almost glimmering beneath my skin
that's all i will give you now. pretty deep, huh?
today, i weighed myself. it was disgusting. no wonder i'm so ugly and fat, my lard bulging all over the place. i never will eat ever again. besides, no one loves me anyway, they wouldn't care if i starved to death. they all just pretend to care so they screw my head up and have a good laugh about it behind my back. i'm too crazy, weird, and fat to have any true friends. or any boyfriends. i hate myself. i hate my life. there's no point.
i don't even know why i blog anyway, it's not like anyone reads this, or that i have anything important to say. this is a load of crap, actually. i'll probably be deleting this. like how i want to delete my life. wouldn't that be easy, just clicking a button and you're done?
evrything is just so stressful, there's so much stress. especiallly my parents, i wish they'd stop stressing me out. stress. what a horrible sounding word. unlike death. now that is beautiful.
i'm going to go now, write some poetry and wish i was dead
All I want inside I still am empty
So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me, I...
I'll be just fine
Pretending I'm not
I'm far from lonely
And it's all that I've got
:'(