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09-04-2004, 02:09 PM | #1 (permalink) |
Groupie
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What happens to Emo's when they grow up?
hi, i'm like 18 now and i dont know what to do with myself. I was wondering what kind of people emo's turn into in society? if your like , an adult and you like emo music. tell me what your job is and how your life is going. i'd appreciate it cuz i'm tryin to figur out what to do with myself.
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09-05-2004, 07:30 AM | #5 (permalink) |
Music Addict
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Location: melbourne australia
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why do you care?
are you trying to stereotype yourself as an emo adult? maybe im not interpretating this thread as you intend, but what does it matter what an older "emo" person is doing with their life? make up YOUR own mind about what YOU want to do. also, emo is a style of music, not a dress sense or personality trait
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09-05-2004, 10:28 PM | #7 (permalink) | |
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when an emo grows up... they die.
sorry, maybe you should have been ghetto or a jock.
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09-06-2004, 01:49 PM | #8 (permalink) | |
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09-06-2004, 01:54 PM | #9 (permalink) | |
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damn... looks like all thats left is metrosexual
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09-06-2004, 02:21 PM | #10 (permalink) |
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Can you explain to the Brits what ghettos and jocks are please?
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