I don't like to be Emo...

Neither do I like Emo people...

For very obvious reasons, they are boring, depressing, filled with negative perception of almost everything and very suicidal...
(Please bear in mind, I am stereotyping the very extremes...)

(Wikipedia = Emo
In recent years the popular media has associated emo with a stereotype that includes being emotional, sensitive, shy, introverted, or angsty. It is also associated with depression, self-injury, and suicide.)


And yet once in a while I do become like that...
So please bear with me for a while...
(After all, being happy and cheerful is good and all, but burying everything within you is very very bad for your health...)



Life is precious indeed...
There are many things for us to treasure and cherish...

However, there may comes a time when you can no longer treasure or cherish those things...
Simply because they are not there anymore...

I do not want that day to ever come...


But every little careless words you tossed in my direction...
Feels like nothing but shards of glass through the flesh...







I'm sorry I couldn't be your perfect soulmate...
Because no such thing exist...