A stupid poem
I am 59% Emo.
Well.. I've made the cut! Now I'll go buy some promise rings and knit myself a sweater.
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Today has been blagh. It was going fine until 8th period. People really annoy me. Everything went downhill from there. I started feeling shittier and shittier each minute. Turns out that Joel might be dropping his class that he's able to update his LJ. Fucking pathetic that we have to communicate through that until we talk on the phone. I hate this. I hate this with a bloody motherfucking cocksucking passion. I'm not in a angry mood, I'm emo. And if I was still like my oldself, I most likely wouldn't be sitting in front of the computer. I'd be attempting suicide. I felt so crappy all day. I just wanted to be with my friend. Yes, non-plural. I'm guessing this will be going on for a few days. I'm patiently waiting for Joel's call tomorrow.
I miss you more than anything right now.
These are the times I need you beside me.
Helping me through my emoness.
I need you more than ever right now.
♥Sally