Error - You are not authorized to access this page.
Please login / register and try again or contact info@soemo.co.uk for help.
1000's of emo guys & girls!
I'll lock myself alone in a room, Drink until the clock strikes noon With just a pen, a pill, and some paper And maybe I will write a sad song Or another cliche poem Of the person that I long to be The Irony of Dying on Your Birthday, by Senses Fail
Please login / register and try again or contact info@soemo.co.uk for help.