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Wednesday, July 04, 2007
emo creatures
They're multiplying and right now, I want to raise my eyebrows on people who play emo and cut weird hair and bangs, wear weird creepy black clothes and listen to weird sad suicidal songs and slash the hell out of their weird unusual lives. I mean, come on. What's the point? Isn't life happier when we wear gay colors, listen to gay songs, and let our hair rebel in its joyful way? I never wished to meddle on their strange lives and ways but maybe I'm just appalled by their view in life. Why do they have torment themselves with pain and misery if they can live with peace in their minds and hearts? Why do they have to dwell on a gloomy tone when they can free themselves and be overwhelmed by life's zest and splendor?Why can't they get the point of letting go, moving on and starting over? Or do they really have heavy loads of sorrow to begin with?
Life is not a trend, so please.
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