Emo-tive
Red and black like blood and night, with a tree growing in between. Cut my chords and sever my heart. We'll bleed ourselves until we're through.
You've got to love that.
Either way, that's society these days. That's culure. That's our generation's apparent vindetta against the world. We just want to bleed and scream and be left alone in a dark room full of night.
And we want to all pretend like we're the only ones.
We want to paint post-modern portraits of naked men in naked rooms with four naked walls telling us how sad his little naked world must be. We want to dream in roses with thorns and black high-top converse shoes, torn in at least three places.
Aren't we all so unique?
-RK
You've got to love that.
Either way, that's society these days. That's culure. That's our generation's apparent vindetta against the world. We just want to bleed and scream and be left alone in a dark room full of night.
And we want to all pretend like we're the only ones.
We want to paint post-modern portraits of naked men in naked rooms with four naked walls telling us how sad his little naked world must be. We want to dream in roses with thorns and black high-top converse shoes, torn in at least three places.
Aren't we all so unique?
-RK
4 Thought(s):
That's why this whole emo culture makes me want to throttle teenagers. And it is also why I hate emo music. See?
It's so difficult to through all the broken hearts and razor blades surrounding my eyes...
*Barf*
:P
Post a Comment
<< Home