I was getting ready for my concert and putting my emo make-up on. I scanned through the crowd of addoring fans trying to find a perfect match for me when i saw a glamorous, perfectly shped, pretty-pink-skinned emo. he was perfect for me. I had finsihed my make-up so i decided to focus on an outfit to impress my one true love. This is the outfit I put on...
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I hoped that I would impress him and catch his eye. I got my black guitar and I was ready. ShArRoN (the manager of me) yelled at me to get on stage so I started to strut onto stage. I was prepared for this.
'G-g-g-g-g-g-girl you k-k-k-know I w-a-ant your l-l-l-ll-l-love'
I couldn't do this, I was too scared to mess up in front of the most emoist, beatufil pig that I have ever seen. I ran of stage and went behind the areana that I was meant to be singing in. it was quiet and empty so I st down. my anger hit me all of a sudden, I felt my inner-demon coming out of me. I smashed my guitar into a million trillion bilion thousand kabillion peices but then I felt somebody join me.
