There's not much to know,but the idea that we all know our differences of ourselfs.I'm just any other person that feels the same.The life I grew in is the life I wish to die from.Love to me is a lost hope unless your find a hope that you care not to lose.We crawl like bugs in this world with,One thing that always as been pinned to my head is that I'm miss undersood,for no one will know how I feel deep inside,and I care not to share so don't ask.I see no brightness in life besides the harsh truth it brings,I dare not shed a tear for the thought that no one cares enough to wipe away the pain.And I smile only for the thought of that we are all diying and that the life we share is pointless in the end,all in all I'm deep in my thoughts,and my intrests are the same.I am emo and I'm so darn proud of it.Emo is