Jesus F*cking Christ....

i feel kind of bad for prying into this kid's journal this way, but come on...his moods range from "angry" to "frustrated" to "crushed". and this is priceless:

"an ode to Jess

my life is like an empty vessel
cut up and left alone to die
I think of you always, my beautiful jess
while I sit here in my room and cry

you are the girl of my dreams
my heart bleeds for you
for the colour of my soul
is all murky and blue"

mm, full of emotional power and pain.

you've got to be fucking me right....fucking emo kids and their need to be attention whores.

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