שלום...
קודם כל אני רוצה להגיד שהבלוג של מיכל, הידועה גם כ"מיכל החתול הברווזי", נפטר... יהי זכרו ברוח ושינוח על משכבו בשלום...
והשביתה D=
בינתיים השביתה מאגניבה לגמרי... אנחנו יוצאים כמעט כל יום... אבל בגלל שלנדב אין שביתה אני כמעט לא רואה אותו =\
ועוד פעם פקאצות ניסו ללכת איתנו מכות.... הפעם כמה פקאצות מהשיכבה שלנו... ואח"כ הן נמרחו כמעט על כל הבנים, אבל בסוף לין העיפה אותן [לין לשליטעעע!!! (: ]
חיחי מאגניב...
חוצמזה אין לי ממש מה לספר...
אז המילים ל-emo kid:
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, ya know... I’m an emo kid, non-conforming as can be. You’d be non-conforming too if you looked 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 I'm dressing in drag I call it freedom of expression, most just call me a fag 'Cause our dudes look like chicks, and our 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 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 hit 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, I mean it’s the 2000’s. Can’t 2…or 4 dudes make out with each other without being gay? I mean, chicks dig that kind of 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
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