I saw an emo kid today who wore black jeans, black clunky sneakers, and a tight black zip-up sweatshirt. On his hands- black fingerless gloves upon which he'd affixed various buckles. He stood there, posing as though he were Michaelangelo's David himself, holding a cigarette as if to say, "I was straight edge once, but now life sucks." And as I
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