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Yea, the title is strange, but I'm a writer, I enjoy writing things in a weird way, gives me something to do, right?

Anyway, so the other day I was putting my cat in his cage to punish him, he sprayed on our couch again, and he sliced up the side of my wrist. So the next day I go to school and I just started High School so I have a lot of new friends who don't know me well yet, and three or four of them ask "Hey how'd you get those cuts?" So, naturally, I told them the truth, "My cat did it." And one of my new friends, the same one who had a crush on me, asks "Oh, are you sure?" And that ticked me off. Later that week, my other guy friend kept asking if I felt good that today, as if I was sick or something. I don't look sick everyday do I? So they really seem to think I emo now, and it bugs me. My true friends understand my cat has done this before. And y group at school, our group of friends, our table, whatever, we're considered emo all the time. Well one of my friends is gothic, but not emo (anymore...)

Another thing is that people read my poetry, and they assume I'm depressed because it's kinda sad. Like the beginning of my book "Broken Mask", it's sad, but that's the characters past. Can't I go through life without being called emo or considered depressed?

Thanks for taking the time to read this, and p.m. me about my book if you'd like! I can post poetry too!

You most likely wouldn’t guess it for me,
My face is always so happy and free.
But there is a hidden sadness in these eyes,
Hidden behind all my laughs and lies.
A poem from my second book "A Silent Heart." Made for the Character Sen Gemin. (Main guy in the book.)

For the last time, I Am Happy! Why can't anyone get that! That is what ticks me off. People day after day asking "Hey, are you okay?" and "You should cheer up!"
I am usually cheerful, unless my new bio teacher ticks me off again....
Anyway, I am happy. Writing sad poems means nothing, it's just what I know from my friends telling e stuff. I'm quite an excellent writer for shuting myself away from the outside world. I have a great perspective on life.
But I'm not anything but happy.

Well, complaining runs in my blood, and I enjoy doing it. What else is there to do in a boring world like this?

Thanks for calling my life pathetic. Please, for the love of Jeevas, leave me alone. I only put these things up out of boredom, but it ticks me off when people actually come to give advice and quit with an insult. Your the reason I hate humans, your kind is the soul reason. I can always find my escape in my music, my poems, my stories.


( And for the last time, having no emotion is not emo. Emo is SHORT for emotion, like full of emotions. That's true emo.)

... I'm sorry... But you know, you're not the only one who gets ticked off. When I hear people like you who just waste so much time away complaining, often times it pisses me off. I'm just one of those people that don't really understand why anyone would want to do that, when they could be doing something fun or just being happy, not that your not happy. I've just noticed that people who are complaining, even if they are happy, aren't as happy as they could be cuz they never really appreciate what they have. And it ticked me off even more that you were upset over people calling you emo, cuz i used to be emo, and let me tell you, being emo is SO much worse that just being called emo. (I have no idea why anyone would ever want to be emo...) anywayz, sorry. and if it matters to you that much that people call you emo, than the only thing you can really do is either make yourself seem more happy, or ignore it.

How can you discard love? I undersad if there is something in your past that makes you not want to, but eventually everyone loves. It doesn't have to be a person. I love all my animals. They are so much more understanding than people.