We have to find our ways. Where are our ears? Why are we all so weird? Where is the happiness? You can't tell by my dress. Where isn't the fear? Could it please disappear? Much-ry Munchin Kingdom, by Candyde
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About Me
Being An EMO Is Not Being a Loser..It Is An Art Of Accepting The Truth...Even Though It Is Painful..The Only Way To Make Ourselves Happy Is To Listen To Some EMO Music So That We Can Relate To Murdered Memories Of Our Past...Cut Our Wrists To Relive The Pain.. Wear Black To Tell Anyone That We Are Victims.. Victims Of Unwanted People Who Destroy Memories.. EMO's Are Just The Type Of People Who Act Strangely Cuz They Dont Want To Share Their Broken Feelings With Anyone.
"Love Is a Sickness And You Are My Cure"
I Cried Myself To Sleep Last Night.
I Know You Were Not There.
I Wish You Knew How Much.
It Means For You To Care.
I’m Going To Draw Some Art.
But I Will Draw It On My Wrist.
I Shall Force My Skin To Part.
I Must Not Resist.
This Pain That I Am Feeling
As The Knife Goes In.
You Should Know What I’m Doing.
Is Your Work Of Sin.
