That's all it ever seems to be.
Back and forth, to and fro, heave and ho.
Go back to bed, forth to face another day.
To school, fro' home.
Heave a few times at the sight of a ho.
I'm sick of it. All the upping and dowing.
Some little wanker called me emo today.
There is little difference between emo and emotional today.
Doesn't emo mean little pussies in tight pants and hair over their eyes?
And I'm pretty sure emotional applies to all emotions. That's why they're called emotions. The good, the bad, the nonexistant.
People ask, "how are you today?"
I've narrowed it down to one of three things.
Surviving.
Living.
Thriving.
It's allways going to be one way or another.
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And second. Who the hell in there right mind would call you emo?
You don't look remotely similar to an emo...
Speaking of emo-
Do you remember that kid in Earth Science last year who got emo and emu confused. That was funny shiz niz.