I’VE JUST BEEN IN UR SUB WRITIN’ SAD POETRYZ
Hey there everyone. I’d like to take this opportunity just to explain my abscence for the past few days. I’m sure you all thought it was some sort of spaz attack brought on by the fact that the VFM race has quickly become a clusterfuck beyond compare. But that is just not the case. Gosh this is really really hard. Here goes nothin’ -
Aside from overdosing on green tea supplements, I have also suffered a lapse in what I would describe as my life long struggle with emo-addiction. It’s not a phase, it’s not just me being silly- it’s a disease and it’s a terminal one. One day it is more than possible that in a fit of emo- I will choke myself to death with an unnecessary scarf, or I will stab myself straight through the eye and into my vunerable brain cavity with an over-sharpened eyeliner pencil.
Over the past few days I’ve been binging hardcore. Everything I’ve worn has been striped. I had to be restrained from having permanent eyeliner and tears tattooed on my face, and I have penned at least three volumes of intimate poetry resulting in plenty of righteous emo paper cuts and what I think is the definitive literary account on the life of a struggling blogger in a blogified world of blogification.
This latest bout of emo was brought on by many things, and I don’t want any one person to feel personally responsible. Rodrigo- I’m looking at you. If anything your endless diatribes have soothed this tortured artist’s soul. Don’t blame yourself when I’m gone. The important thing is that I’m over it now, I’ve come back to my senses, shed my chuck taylors, and I’m back.
- S
