conversations in song lyrics are so awesome.

I am seriously emo facing here. I am. I am severely confused and a little scared and a lot unhappy.
I'd. I'd just like some happy making thoughts.
[and for someone to tell me it's all okay, and I'm not fucking up, and to try and understand why I'm like this.]

take my brain, a band [or two], a cracked out manga involving robots, the phrase 'starving artist', 'One Day, Robots Will Cry - and what do you get.
[one person already knows.]
I have the best worst ideas.

I'm just out of sorts.

an easy way to tell if I'm kind of depressed. have I brought stationary lately?
I buy pens when I'm sad. yay, highlighters.

Christmas is in January. I can't really afford presents right now, so expect things then. ♥

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come on, take this gasoline tin, head up high - walk like a winner. let the bare feet be the last sounds that they hear.

Tags: emo face, life, the best worst ideas