Kimbo sent me this to blog (: makes my day feel better

44 new colours, each as unique as you are, to help you to express your opression-fed, sorrow-fuelled, angst-inspired individualistic creativity.

Even though your poetry is utter shit and your suicide notes illegible, at least they will look arty!

But emoes dont colour, we live in our secluded area away from the eyes of everyone and silently fish out our personalised penknife to play violin (:

Emo emo.

the numbness of my heart
i need some heartache to wake it up
and that's what you always do
you've made me a fool.

(I koped this from my gor, bai tuo ni, dont tell him kay!)