Cry and let it all out.
Know you are alone.
While maybe I’m not feeling it at this second,
I, too, at times feel lonely.
Some days I can take it.
Others I can more.
I question our existence.
I question “the master plan.”
I feel I will be alone in dark forever.
I’m envious of those that have it all
And wonder do they know they will bleed.
I have fears of love, and love for death.
I fear that once I have it, I may not be able to hold it.
I fear I will appreciate it.
I try to stay optimistic about life.
And for the most part I hate.
Yet, I still have to question the emo-tion of love.
It an illusion.
Is it true?
It is a pollutant.
Why does my heart arc?
Then I stop and think and realize I’m still alone.
There are others out there that feel the same.
The world is still big.
Maybe one day I won’t be alone.
Honestly, to God, I plead.
However, I’m sure another person is feeling my emoticons :P.
I just want to tell them they aren’t alone.
Keep hope and thankfully the “masters plan” will reward you.
I know I would.

Damn it . . . Don’t you dare ask God to help me.
I must go in, the fog is rising.
And I am not the least afraid to die.
All my possessions for a moment of time.
Come my little one, and give me your hand.
Does nobody understand?


All absorbing black star. Take me with you to the depths of orgasm. Leave behind fake masks and learned personas. Nipple rocket blast off. Tickle soft spots back soft.
Just after a few weeks of taking over xxxemo.com we have launched this site into one of the worlds largest Emo Porn sites on the world wide web. He is a special treat from me to you. Time for cake! She licks and eats disgusting chocolate cake made with gelatin off her ass and feet. Only a real emo slut would suck birthday cake out of toes.


You’re in the back seat and you say to yourself
“OK it doesn’t matter anyway,”
“OK I wanna fuck you anyway,”
it’s weeds pulling weeds and your Blaming yourself
Ok we’re all indifferent in our own ways
You’re in trouble now and you say to yourself
“Ok my baby clean conscience anyways”
“Blood spills like goth leaks from imposters”
You’re in the back seat and you say to yourself
“OK it doesn’t matter anyway”
It’s weeds pulling weeds and you’re blaming yourself blaming our pants
Ok we’re all indifferent in are own ways
You’re in trouble now and you say to yourself
“Ok my baby clean conscience anyways”
Porn was made by the devil
Four fingered fisher man alright
finger four fisher man so uptight
hello
you’re getting on no one
you’re both right
you’re both white
you’re both wrong
Four fingered Fisher man all night long
Four fingered Fisher man so uptight though
so uptight though
After a few cans of rainier beer i had no problem suggesting a trip to the himalayans. She leaned over and dug her hand deep in my pockets grasping for the shit. Everytime she sees me now she the weather report is forecasting snow. With foam from her fifth beer dribbling down her chin she pushes half a gram up into her nostril, instantly her nipples are poking out of her tank top and I hear her pants unzip. I love fucking this emo bitch when her eyes are glazed, frozen silent, she fucks from a million miles away. Barley a moans escapes her throat and I cum all over her face. I laugh and reach for another mountain fresh can of numb.

I wrapped in her electrical tape because I felt like electrocuting her. Everytime that she opens her black holes some would refer to as eyes, she eats my life force like a bowl of cookie crisp. I dream of plucking her retinas like a dandelion and crying out of love for her loss. Only the static clinging electricity can feel the way I do regarding the perceived perfection she drips from her clit. The End

I love when girls send in their pics. This is an example of true emo-tion and she knew that tears fall hardest on the rocks of desire. I am sharing it with you so there is no doubt that that “emo girls” are the finest and you can show your friends and tell them I said so.

Damn she is fine… I hope she will do my mascara one day. Slit my wrists now SATAN!
