May 4, 2017
I woke up this morning to my favorite type of day, dark, cold, and rainy. I got out of my bed with the help of music by My Chemical Romance. Walking to my closet, I was trying to decide what colors to wear. Black with black, or black with silver?
I dreaded every morning. People know how apathetic I am towards school. With my dark, empty, ebullient soul, I decided to wear black with black. Next, as usual, was my wretched makeup. I began putting on my thick, black, winged eyeliner and my dark lipstick.
Then my waspish mother called. Every day she tells me the same thing, "You have a saturnine temperament." There is always melancholy in her voice when she tells me this. Let me tell you where this empty life began. I was walking down a street with construction, when I suddenly fell into tar. I got an ambivalent feeling and that hasn't changed.
Anyways, let me continue my journal about my inadequate life. I continued to brush my dark hair that was placed upon my wan head. My cantankerous self went down stairs, grabbed my prepacked bag, and waited for the bus. I put in my livid earbuds with My Chemical Romance booming my favorite song, Kill All Your Friends.
I went through the normal fatigued school day, unnoticed luckily. When I got home, I saw my pitiful mother cooking my least favorite meal, so I skipped it. I went up to my gloomy room and locked myself in the bathroom. I began playing songs from an emo band called Taking Back Sunday bursting in my ears. That is how this hopeless journal began and that is how this hopeless journal shall end. See you nextime journal.
if there is a nextime.
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May 4, 2017 I woke up this morning to my favorite type of day, dark, cold, and rainy. I got out of my bed with the help of music by My Ch...
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Alone, nothing to see, hear, smell Nothing to do All alone for there is nothing Only darkness with a flash of light in the distance
9 comments:
This represents my soul.
I don't get this. But ok. It was still good. Like the grammar.
MCR, ugh! It was so sad when they broke up!!! :'(
I'm not an emo or a goth, but this was good.
I'm guessing that this is one of the posts that Ms.Spengler was on the fence about?
One of the posts that she was saying that was pushing the limits?
I don't know, kinda got that vibe...
Wow, this is really sad. It's sad to think about how some people's lives are actually like this. Sad, lonely, dark. I think it's really sad when you talk about how she goes through school being unnoticed, luckily. It's sad how you say luckily. Great job though! Love the word choice!
This is the best thing I have ever heard!!!!!!!! I love how you guys both made these diaries for each other even though it isn't true. Super funny.
Super funny! So great, truly! 👏😂💁🏻
That's the best thing about this post: It's funny. Until it's not.
I find it interesting that JC Earth responded to how sad it was, and ND and Jo mentioned how funny.
We know it's meant to be sort of a satire, and we're all going along with it, until that last line. It makes you really stop and think about how we treat others and how some people really feel and how serious things can be.
Am I on the fence about this one? No, not really. :)
My god, don't cut yourself on all that edge. Amazing words.
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