So I don't think this whole screamo thing is working out. I tried to sell my collection and a bunch of hardcore kids came up to me and made me feel bad. I wanted to cry. Luckily the sounds of "The Good Fight" came roaring up on the radio just in time to take my tears. Yesterday when i was crying outside, i used my tears to write a poem. Here's
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i'm so sad and depressed.
who are you? can we meet in public?
bring a knife. we'll commit suicide infront of each other...
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