Teen angst is not productive. No matter how much emo poetry and vampire infested goth love stories you churn out. Teen angst ≠ Literary goodness. I should know, having both written, and read enough to last me several teenage lifetimes. That said, I'm still a teen and I'm still...well...angsty.
AND. I really do believe that I'm doing the world a favour by expressing my angst in an unpretentious, almost frivolous way. Trying to, anyway. At least you know what awaits you now.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Emo Ho
The seas will roll. Hearts will boil. I'm bleeding colour and in the light of gray, I become a shade of you.
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