An update on my mood: I've been better. I almost feel like writing poetry again, I'm that upset. My dad took away my phone because my room wasn't tidy so I couldn't call my boyfriend for a late night chat before bad, and it saddens me. I love our talks. I'm so used to calling to say good-night before I go to bed, I can't fall asleep now that I haven't heard his voice. I've been pacing around my room picking up random articles of laundry. I look like a zombie. I have no happiness right now. Not even lolcats could cheer me up. Maybe I could brush my hair again for the twentieth time....
On a lighter note, I have a question that's been bugging me for a while. Preps, jocks, and nerds can call themselves preps, jocks, and nerds and not look like a poser, but everytime a goth, emo, or scene kid tries to do the same, they're instantly shunned and labeled as posers. It makes no sense....






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Oh all the emo children they're always so sad, when I was young I couldn't be sad or they'd beat me down with a stick. Then make me work in the fields and collect more sticks to beat me with.
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