I hate my parents, they haven’t understood me since i was 4 and first began dying my hear black. As if it wasn’t enough to see my face smeared with tears and eyeliner, I came home from school early because the chicken nuggets reminded me of all the animals in the world and I needed to be alone, and when I got home I saw my dad ****ing my girlfriend…and to make it worse I now have spermatozoa all over my favorite My Chemical Romance shirt.

I just can’t go on living.

And can anyone loan me some flezz for the AFI concert tomorrow night? After that I promise I will be dead.