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10-11-2004, 02:50 AM | #1 (permalink) |
Music Addict
Join Date: Apr 2004
Posts: 138
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hope is hopeless.
I'm sure your all as excited as I am. From the 4th - 10th of October emo kids all over the world will be celebrating
National Emo Week I have already started to gather great interest in my busy schedule of celebrations. Anyone who wishes to join me would be more than welcome. Below is by Schedule for the week. Day 1: Accessorise, buy chunky glasses, hand craft emo journal, Wear Cords and converse trainers. Day 2: Cry Day 3: Complete journal on Yesterdays Crying Day 4: Make sure that all your friends know about the new cool band you know about. Day 5: Cry at the horrible truth that no one understands your true feelings Day 6: Write a song about 'your pain' Day 7: write a poem about the last 6 days and reflect on what you have learnt about life. I feel it is important that we celebrate this important and influential genre that has given us such a great number of vital artists. this leaves me with one question; wtf. (im not feeling well tonight, let me rant.) thats totally cool you know. lets stereotyped a whole music genre and be ****heads. i hate people like this. whatever man. you know right were to stick it you **** head. |
10-11-2004, 08:14 PM | #4 (permalink) | |
Skeptic
Join Date: Jun 2004
Location: NJ
Posts: 375
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10-21-2004, 08:45 PM | #8 (permalink) |
Freeskier
Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: Istanbul was Constantinople now it's Istanbul not Constantinople...
Posts: 1,536
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^ don't forget to slit your wrists, only make sure you dont actually kill yourself, then you wont be able to cry about it for attention.
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