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I sat at the front and they threw sandwiches at me,
And I cried because I'm emo and I'm ugly.
Don't laugh, it's not that funny.
I got these clothes from the Easter bunny.
Actually, not really. I took them from my sister.
You might think I'm gay, but was I gay when I kissed her?
I got off the bus and started going home,
And some fat kids threw sticks and stones.
So I got an axe from someone's yard,
And I started hitting them real hard.
Cut their friggin heads off and skin their hides!
Take them to my secret room and leave none of them alive. MOWHAAHAHAH! ¬¬
F#ck their corpses up the ass,
Drink their crimson blood from a glass,
Served to me on a skeletal platter,
Bones of some humans that never did matter.
Sell the body parts on the net,
earn loads of money AND GET RICH! hihi
Inject, cancer into my veins,
Creating the monster that feasts on your remains.
So then I went to joe's for a while,
When I saw the girl, I smiled.
I fell in love at first sight,
Knowing me and her would be real tight.
I asked for a bunch and that is what I got
The kid nobody liked in love, who'd have thought?
We spent every day together,
Swore our love would be forever.
But then she died...
I was okay though, I'm used to shit luck,
I just went about my day and got onto the bus,
I sat in front and a sandwich hit my head,
I wanted to ignore it but I said something instead:
SHUT UP I'M CUTTING MYSELF! I'M DYING MAN! oh farewell cruel world...
I thought...
Who the f#cking hell throws a sandwich at an emo kid?!
I mean...I'm emooooo don't ya get it!
And I cried because I'm emo and I'm ugly.
Don't laugh, it's not that funny.
I got these clothes from the Easter bunny.
Actually, not really. I took them from my sister.
You might think I'm gay, but was I gay when I kissed her?
I got off the bus and started going home,
And some fat kids threw sticks and stones.
So I got an axe from someone's yard,
And I started hitting them real hard.
Cut their friggin heads off and skin their hides!
Take them to my secret room and leave none of them alive. MOWHAAHAHAH! ¬¬
F#ck their corpses up the ass,
Drink their crimson blood from a glass,
Served to me on a skeletal platter,
Bones of some humans that never did matter.
Sell the body parts on the net,
earn loads of money AND GET RICH! hihi
Inject, cancer into my veins,
Creating the monster that feasts on your remains.
So then I went to joe's for a while,
When I saw the girl, I smiled.
I fell in love at first sight,
Knowing me and her would be real tight.
I asked for a bunch and that is what I got
The kid nobody liked in love, who'd have thought?
We spent every day together,
Swore our love would be forever.
But then she died...
I was okay though, I'm used to shit luck,
I just went about my day and got onto the bus,
I sat in front and a sandwich hit my head,
I wanted to ignore it but I said something instead:
SHUT UP I'M CUTTING MYSELF! I'M DYING MAN! oh farewell cruel world...
I thought...
Who the f#cking hell throws a sandwich at an emo kid?!
I mean...I'm emooooo don't ya get it!
Literature
emo
No one knows till they taste it
No one cares till they lose it
No one bleeds till they live it
No one wants to admit it
No one can be without it
No one truly lives till they feel it
Literature
Emo Hearts and Suicidal Poetry
Outcasts they tend to call us,
The wierd ones,
The freaks.
But we like to think of ourselves as the special ones
With our permanent-marker doodles on our converses
Ripped jeans and emo hearts and suicidal poems written in the snow
Novels read beneath the covers 'til dawn by light of a flashlight
[batteries nearly dead we've used it so many times before]
And dancing in the rain
Praying to Beethoven
And tears at dusk
And singing to the stars
At the top of our lungs with the car windows open and the night rushing in
Or on the top floor of a beach house with the sea stretched out before us
"Go home, you lose, good day, sir"
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Literature
Emo?
I wear striped socks.
I listen to Lostprophets.
I sometimes wear a black tie with tiny little sculls on it.
I read books.
I'm not too pretty.
I eat chocolate when I'm depressed.
I sometimes feel as though
The only right thing to do
Is to crawl up inside of me and die
With Tori Amos in the background.
Am I Emo enough for you?
You wear everything striped lately.
You lined up your soul in black and white.
You hate pink.
You say that you hate it when people label you.
Then maybe you should quit labelling yourself?
Maybe you should stop looking down on girls because they wear pink.
Maybe they're being themselves
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just why did i submit this?
Inspired by : eline
nobody has to comment on this one, it's finally weekend so that means no homework, Yay! and now i have aaaallll the time... to...to do...uh things...feels soo good
but anyways, this was just something that came up to me i was eating some cornflakes...and then, PING! eeeeemooooo! lol
ps: I'm not emo guys
Inspired by : eline
nobody has to comment on this one, it's finally weekend so that means no homework, Yay! and now i have aaaallll the time... to...to do...uh things...feels soo good
but anyways, this was just something that came up to me i was eating some cornflakes...and then, PING! eeeeemooooo! lol
ps: I'm not emo guys
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that is not what emo means