Emoing
Yes, I am. I am emo-ing.
I'm listening to Anberlin's Inevitable while looking @ sistic's website for new shows. I wish I'll be able to earn enough to press the 'buy tickets' button. I wanna catch Victor/Victoria!
Well, it's 1.35am and I'm brooding over the weaklings at the concert ytd. Chelle understands. Sigh. Stop talking about how good the concert was ok? Stop it! Stop singing! Stop! I don't want to remember what happened that night. It's affecting me. I hope the 'high' will soon DIE.
"These thoughts run through my head
(Over and over)
Complaints of violins become my only friends."




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