Loose Charm: Finding Emo

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Saturday, May 24, 2008

Finding Emo

His nose is coated in frost, as he twitches in sync with the radio. It doesn't matter to him one bit, he's in paradise tonight. Slow down kid, your fate is already sealed. Tell your mother that you love her, today is the day that you die. He sweats profoundly in the coldest room, it's a masterpiece... Sign in to see full entry.

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