The annoying part isnt the suicides, its the fact that they never actually go through with it.

They just threaten to do it for the attention. Camerawhoers show their titties for attention and approval, emo fabulous persons hurt themselves to try to get attention.

If they only would ACTUALLY off themselves and do the world a favor, but they dont because then they would miss out on what really gets them off….WHINING about stupid insane ****, and telling everyone how empty they feel.

Hell Id volunteer to clean up the bodies, if I could be bumured they would actually finish the job, rather than just threatening to do it.

Truer words have not been spoken. The only happy people are FOOLS! They don’t truly understand the pain of day to day life

Hehehe this one time, I went to this concert and swallowed eight hits of acid, and drank a bunch of shots of whiskey.

Part way through the concert the band turned into a bunch of demons and I tried to fight them, and got beat up and kicked out of the concert because I had jumped on stage and was kicking the drummers bum.

Once I woke up, (they had tossed me into an alley), I walked through the streets, I flicked off a cop, and decided that I must be God, cuz I fought the demons and flicked off a cop who didn’t arrest me or nothing.

Then I stood in the middle of the street, making the traffic lights change with my mind, cuz I was god, and that was cool, until one time the traffic light didnt change like I wanted it to, and some stupid **** had to slam on her brakes to not hit me with her car.

She rolled down her window and started yelling something stupid at me, so I decided, **** this, Im God I don’t have to take this **** from her, so I pulled my male reproductive organ out and was going to jerk off in her face and destroy her with my godly spunk…but she drove off.

So I went to this park, where there were some bums sleeping on a park bench, and I wanted to sit down, and those ****ers were In MY park on MY bench, and I tried waking them up to make them get the **** off my bench, but they wouldnt go (they must have been as ****ed up as I was) so even after I kicked one of them, and they still didnt go, I ****ed on them until they woke up and then they ran off.

I climbed up in a tree with my pants still below my knees, from ****ing on the bums, and then fell asleep in the tree. Woke up the next day up in a tree with my pants below my knees, and a huge ****ing hangover.

The moral of this story is SHUT THE **** UP ABOUT PAIN! YOU DONT KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT REAL PAIN YOU ****ING fabulous personGET EMOS!!!

All you emo fabulous persons got your tongues up each others bumes sucking bum, making this ****ing sounds like thttpptpptttp ththtpttptptp ththtoppptptpt (or something I dont know how to spell the sound of you emo fabulous persons sucking bum) but you do.

Ya, go crai more ****