Epiphany 1: My Bestfriend is Emo

she's not my bestfriend, nor my friend, nor my sister, nor my cousin, surely not my mother, nor my grandmother, definately not my father, nor my brother, nor my uncle, nor my whatsoever.

she's my TOL. i promised her that i wouldnt mention her name in this blog so i'll just describe her. maybe it'll be easy for you to know her. but maybe you already know her. definately maybe. cause i call her tol. she's my TOL. yea. i think i said that already. yea.

she likes:
.CATS
.blue
.anime
.manga
.her sketch pad
.to draw
.morbid stuff
.eating WAIT! NO!! she loves eating.
.the internet
.the TV
.the refrigerator O.o
.the electric fan
.the rice cooker?!
.books
.programs
.computers
.the internet
.blogs
.pens
.the number 2 (a.B.c.d.e)
.basketball............ because?
.the shower o.0
.agno
.the sea
.the park
.chess
.the internet

and most importantly., she likes being EMO!! uh huh..

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

kidding. she's not that emo. she likes black. yea. not blue. black. black black black. i like black too. so am i EMO?! i don't think so.