I don't often stop to reflect on my days, and when I feel most compelled to do so, twelve times out of eleven I am sorting out frustrations and wondering about life's greater purpose. I have been called "Emo" by several people, citing as evidence my comfort with blogging my doubtful moments, and the half dozen black collared shirts I own. But let
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Gaaahh.
After you punch the next person who calls you Emo in the face, you should pin them down and take a picture. Ooh, do a before-and-after. That'll be good.
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It was something like "...then I realized you're EMO. I didn't understand that before..."
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