Emo, huh?

There is nothing I hate more than hearing people talk about things they hardly have a smidgen of understanding and not even care to admit they know practically nothing about. Like how I got annoyed by a rubbish post by one contact I have on Multiply about how she can lessen her being Emo, because everything seems to be all black and that she's Emo because it means black and she loves black. If her webpage was a glass, I could have smashed it to bits. Black is a fucking color for you fucktard minds out there! Black = color. Anyone can love black and not be Emo. Have you seen a Goth wearing pink? I mean, come on, let's all give Emo a break! For quite some time now, Emo has turned into a loathsome superficial word, thanks to posers out there attempting to look so consumed by their emotions like all the pain belongs to them, bringing skateboards at malls, wearing old filthy black shirts and jeans. Nowadays, people have restricted understanding of Emo that it became a word synonymous only to black and suicidal tendencies. And I can't help but pity their constricted viewpoints. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk.

Really, I did not want to leave out a comment, knowing there's a bigger possibility they won't even give a damn about it. But Emo today no longer gives justice to the Emo that was a music revolution that started more than a couple of decades ago in DC. I am not going to give you Emo History 101 here. I'll leave it to them to give it enough research to not talk trash about a culture they hardly even know about. I just felt that it's about time to give Emo its due glory. And for those who know nothing about Emo, or anything for that matter, just fucking zip your mouths up. You know what they say...empty cans create more irritating noise.

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