Too many of my friends call me “emo.” To me, being emo means I’m in touch with myself, cry when I listen to Dashboard–by the way, his new album is amazing–and cuddle with my cats. Oh, and eat lots of chocolate to cure my pains. Well, either that or do the whole razor to the wrists thing.
But seeing that gets messy and isn’t really something that’s safe, I recommend the chocolate. Especially something along the lines of this free Betty Crocker Warm Delights Minis that you can get in signing up for their newsletter. Perfect for those in the emotional throws of a Sunny Day Real Estate song, or those whom just might be going through “that time of the month.”
Just, when you start to cry? Be careful not to cry too much, emo kids, and cause your eyeliner to run.
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Authors Note: I humorously refer to cutting above, but it’s no joking matter. Too many individuals inflict themselves with pain by the sharp side of any object that can find, just to release all of the hurt and emotions they feel inside. There are other ways. If you know of someone, please be there for them and help them get that help to find another way. Show them they’re loved so that they don’t have to write love on their arms…
This has been an Un-Goob endorsed PSA by your friendly Floridan writer… Be safe and well. –ajc