Me: what? what are you doing? you're on crack.
Sister: Shut up stop being a stupid depressed emo kid.
kay, that made me really mad.
I don't understand.
Do you think I'm "emo" because I'm "depressed"?
Or am I "depressed" because I'm trying to be "emo"?
I am neither.
And I have no idea where you are coming from with that.
Not just that one incident,
many incidents.
"You hate your life, you're suicidal, you're bisexual."
I am all of the above because you called me emo?
How does that make any sense at all.
I don't even know what emo really is.
Besides a music genre,is it really just
Dyed hair and black clothes? Skulls and eyeliner?
And now, according to some, I'm emo.
I am
not calling myself emo.
I really don't care what you think of me anymore.
But for your own sake,
KEEP YOUR OPINIONS TO YOURSELF.
I'm sick of hearing what you think.
If i hear this again,
I will gauge out your eyes,
shove them down your throat,
force you to regurgitate them,
then shove them up your ass
along with your opinion.
Thanks.