More Emo Poetry

The slience cuts deep
into my soul it trembles



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sound, like the fury
burning flames of sorrow against my skin
pain
love
death ...............

Our Apartment is Crap

Literally. Today I found a cockroach on my desk. After screaming, and fruitlessly trying to trap it, my roommate finally managed to. It was gross. We cleaned the whole apartment, but it's still gross. I know I don't clean that much, but some people do even less. That makes me sad. I can only talk about it on my blog without fear of retribution. Please clean more everyone including me. I hate cockroaches.

break

omg, so long, and tired, and fun, and bored