Anyway, I was accepted into the Anti Anti Emo Guild. So here's what I posted there.
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what is with all the anti-emos not all emos are the same.people hate the emo sub-culture because of the sterotypes and that is not fair but if life was meant to be fair then beautiful flowers wouldn't have thorns the only reason people feel the need to put emos down is that they feel like s**t themselves the posers ruin the emo sub-culture for all of us because they are the sterotypes that have been told about emos i hate posers they should all turn into flaming pieces of monkey doo and die!!!!!!!!!
-turkeymonkeychicken
-turkeymonkeychicken
Haha, my friend--- and not all Anti-Emo's are the same. Besides the fact that we contain a superior amount of intellectual reasonings, compared to your measly, pea-sized brain posts. In fact, if you combined everyone in this Guild, you'd not have made even half of the brain that you should already contain. Now I want you to be a good little CHILD, and please just grow up. Read what I am saying here, and really think about it. Using your head, I know--- it's a scary thing for you. You're not used to it, but for the good Lord's sake, TRY. No, life isn't meant to be "beautiful" flowers. But life also isn't meant to be whiney, pity-fishing, fake-a** trending wannabes either. I don't put "Emos" down because I feel like s**t myself, but rather; because you quite ask for it. I've stated many times that I don't hate Emo's as people, but I hate their trend and the things it promotes. It's the Emo's that are stereotypical and make posts LIKE THIS that piss me off. Since I'm a part of the Anti-Emo Guild, this is a post directed at me, and I am truly offended. Also, this Guild shows EXACTLY what we hate--- idiot illiterates with run-on sentences that couldn't debate/fight/argue--pretty much anything-- out of a paper bag. This Guild has the biggest handful of pathetic MORONS that it's almost as sad as it is funny. I came here to try and talk some sense into your bullshit little mind-- knowing your "Emo" self, you'll probably just cry your little eyes out, and tell your picture of Sonny Moore about how much of a b***h I am.
And don't even ******** talk about poseurs ruining the Emo sub-culture. For one, you yourself are a retarded poseur and a shame/disgrace to the once underground Emo. Second, I don't believe that Emo can be even counted as a true sub-culture. It never really was considered one, until this lame trend with lame haircuts and clothing started to spread like a disease. Emo is a type of music. Not a type of pitymonger.
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They are just against the trend. They think its dumb that we hurt ourselfs. You know, my friend was reading over my sholder and said "you know, that guild is as bad as the anti-emo guild. All those kids are against a group of people and its rediculious."
The fact that you said "we hurt ourselves", means that you are implying that all Emo's cut. I thought that wasn't TRUE though? Anyways, you Emo ******** kids don't cut yourselfs. You drag the tip of safety pins over your skin to make little scratches, and pretend it's a big deal. You've never cut to the vein. You've never had your entire wrist doused in nothing but pure red blood-- you ******** idiots are too much of wusses to do anything like that ANYWAYS. It's not dumb when someone hurts themselves, it's an issue that is truly heartbreaking. What is DUMB is that you pretend to cut yourself, and then whine on the interwebs about how bad it sucks. And lets say, you really do cut-- you wouldn't just come out and say it like it's nothing. If you did that, then you'd be the biggest dumbass on the face of the planet-- but wait, that's not suprising considering who's in this Guild. I'm against a trend.
Not any person.
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would you like to feel how i feel. i continue to loose myself in a dark pool of water without fesurfacing. this pain is real but not because of the beatings i got as a child but because i lost all meaning to why im here. there is no meaning for me anymore. this life has no meaning anymore knowing that theres not a single person that needs you. i want to be needed is is selfishness, I really dont care i hate myself because of everything thats happened i blame myself. the cuts on my wrists remind me that im no one and will i ever be? i wonder. feelings of loss is what i go through every single day. im alone in this world with no one to care for me and i died on the night when everything changed. my heart stopped on the night you left us. a broken home with four broken souls. why?
sorry im feeling really depressed right now. im so sad/i wonder why.
sorry im feeling really depressed right now. im so sad/i wonder why.
See, this is exactly the type of s**t I'm talking about. You are fishing for pity from people on the ******** internet who don't even know you, and even if you met some really nice friends in the Guild--- which makes it fine; why the hell are you trying to fit in your sad little Emo sob story? "my life is a black abyss my heart is no longer beating" WTF is this crap all about? You want pity. If you didn't care about yourself or about life, you wouldn't even be posting in the first place. If you cut, you wouldn't say so. If you 'died on that night' you wouldn't care about interweb games like Gaia. I know what it's like to be truly depressed, and so do a lot of people I know. When you're depressed you don't give a s**t about anyone or anything. You literally, sit in your room and cry. You want to be alone. You feel like no-one understands you, and you rarely eat. You don't spend time looking for SYMPATHY ON THE GOD-DAMN INTERNET, YOU DUMBASS! YOU SPEND TIME GETTING SENT TO IDIOT SHRINKS BY YOUR IDIOT PARENTS! Depression is a condition, not just something you toss around like it's part of your dumbass trend.
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I am so sick of kids and people acting like goths and emo's and i try not to be rude but tell them you aint a emo your just trying to be! seriously do you know the steps on being an emo?! i will find them l8ter but its really making me mad! no offence but preps shouldnt go in hot topic there crouding my store!
If you claim to be an Emo, and say that Hot Topic is your store, you're a ******** poseur. If you say that you have to 'look up' the steps to being so called Emo and can't list them yourself, you're a poseur. Sorry hun, but it looks like you hate exactly what you yourself have become. Preps can shop wherever they want. So can Goths. Everyone has a right to go in any store they want and buy anything they want. Everyone in this Guild is saying they hate preps. Why? Because they are pretty, and you're not? Because they have lives and you don't? Because they pick on you for being dumbasses? Most people in my school consider me as "Goth" or "Punk", though I don't label myself. Anyways, I have a few friends who are Preps, and they are really sweet and kind. You talk about US judging you--- look what you're doing, you ******** hypocrites.
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if there was a new word that meant emo what would u like it to be
Hmm... so many words! Just a few of my favorites:
1.Whiney.
2.Bitchy
3.Annoying.
4.Illiterate.
5.Fake
6.Myspace Whores.
7.Pete-ism (Worshipping that dumbass, Pete ********, let's sum it all up and say fake. Yeah, that works for me. : ]]
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IM NOT KIDDING LOOK IT UP!
This is about FFTL breaking up? GOOD RIDDANCE! No more of that horrid, disgusting music will ever curse my ears! Sonny Moore looks like he crawled out of sewage, and they sound like a thousand dying cats screaming in unison. FFTL is DOWN, Hawthorne Heights TO GO!
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I will tell you if you are willing to listen,
though the words are hard to find,
I will let you see the honest truth,
spoken from a cutter's mind.
The razor blade became my very best friend
in my young teenage years,
I released the pain that hid inside
through a different type of tears.
The shining, sharp edges of my only friend,
so soon to hit a vein,
crimson rivers forming patterns,
- the bittersweet sort of pain.
My soul so slowly disappeared,
I could feel that it was gone,
but I never really had the time to care,
for I had my blade to rely on.
I always made sure to fake my smile,
I never gave them a reason to worry,
but each and every crimson scar
hid a secret story.
Every day, the same routine,
I put on my fake disguise,
and the razor blade helped me remove the pain
they could not read from my eyes.
Everything was dead in this uncaring world,
yet they didn't see how it hurt,
I couldn't express the pain I felt,
just choked on every word.
Therefore I relied on my dearest friend,
the one who pain releases,
my life was like a blackened puzzle
full of missing pieces.
But there was one piece that was missing
from the very painful start,
and I believe that missing piece
was the one that belonged to my heart.
They say they understand how I feel,
but the truth is, they never do,
you will never understand self harm
unless you have gone through it too.
I have been judged because I cut,
and each time it just gets tougher,
but before your prejudices start to unfold,
remember - I didn't choose to suffer.
It was not my choice to live like this,
have it run through every vein,
I did not choose to die inside,
to live my life in pain.
You may see someone shining, smiling,
but remember that depression deceives,
for that person may be hiding the darkest secrets
underneath those sleeves.
though the words are hard to find,
I will let you see the honest truth,
spoken from a cutter's mind.
The razor blade became my very best friend
in my young teenage years,
I released the pain that hid inside
through a different type of tears.
The shining, sharp edges of my only friend,
so soon to hit a vein,
crimson rivers forming patterns,
- the bittersweet sort of pain.
My soul so slowly disappeared,
I could feel that it was gone,
but I never really had the time to care,
for I had my blade to rely on.
I always made sure to fake my smile,
I never gave them a reason to worry,
but each and every crimson scar
hid a secret story.
Every day, the same routine,
I put on my fake disguise,
and the razor blade helped me remove the pain
they could not read from my eyes.
Everything was dead in this uncaring world,
yet they didn't see how it hurt,
I couldn't express the pain I felt,
just choked on every word.
Therefore I relied on my dearest friend,
the one who pain releases,
my life was like a blackened puzzle
full of missing pieces.
But there was one piece that was missing
from the very painful start,
and I believe that missing piece
was the one that belonged to my heart.
They say they understand how I feel,
but the truth is, they never do,
you will never understand self harm
unless you have gone through it too.
I have been judged because I cut,
and each time it just gets tougher,
but before your prejudices start to unfold,
remember - I didn't choose to suffer.
It was not my choice to live like this,
have it run through every vein,
I did not choose to die inside,
to live my life in pain.
You may see someone shining, smiling,
but remember that depression deceives,
for that person may be hiding the darkest secrets
underneath those sleeves.
I am a poet myself, and I must say--- what you've written is as far from the word poetry. What this is, is a piece of s**t that you pulled out of your a** and posted it for the world to see. Poetry is about seeing beauty where others do not, using imagery, show don't tell, high-level vocabulary, no forced ryhmes and most of all, a creativity and beauty that makes a person really think--- really contemplate the meaning of the piece that was written. When I read this "poem" I see, "Wow, another ******** lame-a** Emo kid pretending they are 'deep' by trying to write nonsense."
You don't ******** cut. A Cutter would never write a trite piece of s**t like this--- believe me.
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