Emo Angel... save me!
Entry 1
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Friday 16th April 2013:
Today was a bust. I was looking forward to actually getting out of the house for a change, they were twenty-five minutes late. That wasn't the only thing I hated about today; the guys set me up. They left me in the middle of town where all the local private school jocks beat the crap out of me.
I felt no pain though.
That was the way I liked it, i guess i can feel pain but... i like it. It feels way better than just sitting in alone and thinking of how I will live my days inside. Watching as my skin grows pale, my pale skin starts to wrinkle, i grow even more weak and i become ill.
When that day comes, i'll be ready and waiting.
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Emo Angel
PoetryDiaries of an Emo Life... please save me? A/N: These dairy entries are very short and will start to get violent with fights but it won't be in present time, only written in the past tense
