Dear Diary


Mood: Apathetic


My life is spiraling downward

I couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate Me Dry concert

It sucks cause they play some of my favorite songs like “Stab my heart because I love you” and “Rip apart my soul” and of course “Stabby rip stab stab” And It doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing either…like that guy from that band can do….some days you know...


I'm an emo kid, non-conforming as can be

You'd be non-conforming too if you look just like me

I have paint on my nails and makeup on my face

I'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs

Cause I feel real deep when dressing in drag

I call it freedom of expression, most just call me a fag

Our dudes look like chicks and chicks look like dykes

Cause emo is one step below transvestite


Stop my breathing and slit my throat

I must be emo


I don't jump around when I go to shows

I must be emo


I'm dark and sensitive with low self esteem

The way I dress makes everyday feel like Halloween

I have no real problems but I like to make believe

I stole my sister's mascara now I'm grounded for a week

Sulking and writing poetry are my hobbies

I can't get through a hawthorne heights album without sobbing

Girls keep breaking up with me, it's never any fun

They say they already have a pussy, they don't need another one


Stop my breathing and slit my throat

I must be emo


I don't jump around when I go to shows

I must be emo


Dye in my hair and polish on my toes

I must be emo


I play guitar and write suicide notes

I must be emo


my life is just a black abyss... ya know..it's so dark. And it's suffocating me, grabbing a hold of me and tightening its grip, tighter than a pair of my little sisters jeans...which look great on me by the way.


When I get depressed I cut my wrist in every direction

Hearing songs about getting dumped gives me an erection

I write in a live journal and wear thick rimmed glasses

I tell my friends I bleed black and cry during classes

I'm just a bad, cheap imitation of goth

You can read me “Catcher in the Rye” and watch me jack off

I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life

If I said that I like girls I'd only be half right


I look like I'm dead and dress like a homo

I must be emo


Screw xbox I play old school Nintendo

I must be emo


I like to whine and hate my parentals

I must be emo


Me and my friends all look like clones

I must be emo


My parents don't get me ya know

They think I'm gay just because they saw me kiss a guy… well, a couple guys …but still, I mean it's the 2000's, can't two…or 4 dudes make out with each other without being gay

I mean, chicks dig that kinda thing anyways

I don't know diary, sometimes I think you are the only one that gets me…you're my best friend

I feel like tacos


(Thanks to Emily for these lyrics)