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It's me and only me. I can't stand people who act two-faced or label themselves things they are not. I'm a Christian chick who is lonely in this world. I am hard to be liked because I have so many issues. I truly do. I favorite band in the entire world is ANOTHER DAY BREAK. I only have friends that call me their friends first. - Kayla, Kayla, Emily, Kaitlyn, Carolyn, Tiylnn, Leann - I also have more younger friends like kids in 5th grade, but thats just a bad infuence on them. I HATE when people say like when they are talking. But yea my life has some issues in it, but that is OK with me. An 'EMO' chick sometimes has them kinda things going on in their life. I love all of you people like a EMO guy loves girl jeans. 
www.theemoquiz.com ( my results )
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You are 3rd Generation Emo. You know all the haters out there who make fun of Emo kids? Sorry to tell you, but they're talking about you. You listen to Panic! at the Disco, Dashboard Confessional and other incredibly lame bands who took the concept of Emo and twisted it until it made them millions of dollars. You have an Emo uniform which consists of way too tight pants, itchy tight sweaters and a striped scarf you wear most of the time. You are sad and feel that no one understands you and are destraught that your parents bought you a Wii instead of a PS3. You have a Myspace page and communicate in initials and convenient mispellings like "OMFG IM LYKE SO DPRSSED, I CNT BLEVE THS STPD QUZ CLLED ME EMO!" At least you have your mascara punk to make you feel better by making you feel worse.
Misfits
I don't know where thats came from,
it just slipt from my tounge.
Can't you see,
I am me?
Knowing what I'm suposed to do,
But look at you.
Only talking to yourself and no others.
Misfit.
Just as I.
You understand me,
I understand you.
Let's just leave it that way.
And demolish our relationships.
Thats all i ask.
We are the misfits.
Black Tear Drops Of Rain
Black tear drops of rain,
fall on my window pane.
as i cry,
the sky cries also.
Not sure why.
I pull out My knife,
I begin to slit my wrists.
God pulls the kinfe away,
But i still cry.
God will teach me why,
I do such things.
Until My eyes are opened,
I will stop.
Black tear drops of rain,
Still falling on my window pain.
Cut-Stitch-Forgive
Why don't you just cut open my heart?
Why don't you see the lies spill out?
Do you need to ask why?
There should be a closeness between us.
Is there?
You found the lie that I held deep inside,
As you cut open my heart.
What is it?
I really do not know, but you will listen to my heart crying out.
Help me, save me, I need you.
Are you now happy?
Why don't u stitch my heart back together?
Why don't you forgive my lies?
Will we become close?
After you found that indifferent lie.
I ove to tell my lies, truthfully.
As my heart is being sewn,
Your tears begin to fall.
Knowing what i've been through,
Knowing how i feel.
We kiss one last time.
We are no close.
Knowing each other inside and out.
Now I can say thruthfully,
I love you.
xx lovn music xx
Yeah, it\'s very similar. Kinda creepy...anyways.
posted Nov 07
xx lovn music xx
Yeah, and it\'s also kinda funny how your poem Black
Rain Drops of Rain is very similar to one of my
poems... I\'m not trying to be rude or anything.
posted Nov 04