There two boys names Jim and Jack.There was this girl they both liked.Her name was Addie.Jim and Jack alisema they were both going to a dance.Addie alisema she was going the dance.Jim and Jack raced each other.To see who will make it there first winner gets a new jacket.The loser gets 5 dollars.Jim and Jack got at there starting point.Jim ran faster then Jack.Then Jim tripped Jack.Jim made it there first.Then Jack got up and ran to the dance.When Jack got there Jim was kissing Addie.Jack started to cry.Jim asked Addie who do wewe upendo more.Addie blushed and alisema Jim i upendo you.Jim blushed and alisema I upendo wewe too.Jack ran nyumbani crying.Jim had got the girl.Jack got 5 dollars

READ THIS IF YOURE EMO! my moyo is black.its filled with sadnesss.its filled with angst.my moyo is cold,no happyness filled in.i wish it had.every change of happyness is destoryed for my poor ,cold heart.my moyo is black filled with sorrow,and reget...........................everyday sorrow builds up in my heart.i may look happy....but my moyo is.....black..................................................................................................................................................................an endless timeline fills my heart.

I know what wewe are thinking. "Omg. She doesn't know what emo is!" I know what emo is. I think emo boys are hot. Sometimes I go emo. I secretly write emo poetry in my room. I write dark, bloody manga vitabu in my room. I have a massacre like bloody mind. I torture enemy's in my mind and through pictures. I hate sunny days and i upendo rainy cloudy days. I am a night person too. Would wewe call me emo? When wewe are done kusoma this I want wewe to maoni telling me your answer. Thanks. Also. b4 I 4get. Are wewe emo? add that to your comment. I am 15 years old.

He see's right through her
He walk's right by
She feel's so broken
She feel's like she will cry

He say's hello
He walk's away
She'd say goodbye
But he's to far away

He likes to be good
He's always so kind
But when she look's at him
She feel's like she will die

He his her hight nice and smooth
Brown hair
Brown eyes
He's fit and cool

She's like a ghost
He see's the stairs
He keep's looking up
But so far she's like air

He walk's up to her
For the very first time
She's so happy
And now she's alright

He touches her cheek
He's getting so close
Once they touch
Now she feel's in love

As he kisses her lips
His eyes never close
Yet their so soft
She feels like a dove

Her eyes are not open
His eyes are smooth
He feels in love
Now they are two

They stop for one second
He can't help it
He feels an urge
She feel's it, too.

They Can No Longer Hurt Me
© Sabrina Child
Blood boiled in every vain,
Like a flicker in every flame.
Tears streaming from my eyes,
Cause my life is built on lies.
Over powered kwa my fears,
So I kept quiet for many years.
The secrets tore me up inside.
With a twisted mind and arms atied
They took their turns,
So I buried the burns.
I grew up thinking it was my fault.
My fault for every rape, and every assault.
Those dark memories still haunt my brain,
And still I feel I'm the one to blame.
Every night I lie awake,
Wondering how much I can take.
If only someone would have listened,
To the screams and to the pleads.
Maybe I could have ended it all,
And still be able to stand tall.
But enough's enough.
Tonight I will stay tough
And maybe for once they will see
That they can no longer hurt me.


Source: They Can No Longer Hurt Me, Rape Poems link

Here I am and here I stay,
alone, crying, in dismay.
Cannot deny all this pain,
wonder if things will ever be the same.

Blood is streaming down my arm,
first ever time I've done self-harm.
I only did it cos I'm sick of my life,
cannot kubeba to live with this strife.

Too much anger and too much frustration,
tired of all the complication.
My Marafiki are the only ones that understand me,
my brothers are twats and my mam is a freak!

I just want to see that white light,
no zaidi fear, tears and fights.
But I don't want to leave my friends,
should my life go on au should it end?

why do people think its ok to take the piss out of emos? were all the humans, and yeah emos might sometimes cut there arms ect but that's because they might be feeling down! I should know my sister does it! but I know why nobody else knows why.

I've been researching about why people hate emos and this what I got.

1) they obviously emos don't

2) the muziki emos listen to

3) all the make up emos put on( even though people who ant emos still were lodes of make up)

How would they feel if we took the piss out of... how they dress au what muziki they listen to? maybe... just maybe they might feel how we feel.

Stolen
© Kayla
every night wewe come in my room
quietly walk over to where I try to sleep
wewe start to undress and get in inayofuata to me

"this is our fun little secret"

wewe turn me on back and pull off my shorts
wewe put one hand over my mouth
the other on my arms holding them back

"see this is fun"

wewe slowly start to push
wewe are breathing heavily
as wewe start to go faster

"I upendo you

I just lay there and think
what did I do to deserve this
I slowly start to cry as the pain gets worse

"O don't cry"

I try to kick wewe off
but wewe just push farther
wewe took everything I had


Source: Stolen, Rape Poems link

I'm sorry that my favourite colour isn't black,
but I wish that wewe would upendo me back.
I always try my best to be,
an emo like wewe but that's not me.

I can't keep pretending to be something I'm not,
and I really like wewe zaidi than a lot.
But we both live in our own different world,
you're an emo boy and I'm a girly girl.

I'm not expecting wewe to change,
but us two together is pretty strange.
I have to stick to my shopping and dancing,
and to be honest I hate Marilyn Manson!

I think you're gorgeous I always have,
but I just can't deal with your anger and wrath.
Bottom line 've had enough,
I have fallen out of this love.

so mexican emos are under attack kwa punks in Some places in Mexico. Some people have gather to get emos out of their cities. For example, the punks in Queretaro, Mexico tried to get all the emos that lived there out. The police got involve there were rocks flying around and it was very creepy. Also in Mexico city there was another encounter between punks and emos. The police couldn´t stop these to groups but suddenly another type of group like monks came with drums and other instruments imba peace songs and this got everyone calm. The relationship between these two groups is very tense. Also almost everyone here in Mexico hates emos.

The moyo Of Thorns
"YOU FREAK" One thorn in my heart.
"YOU DONT MEAN ANYTHING TO THE WORLD" 2 thorns in my heart.
"No one even cares about you" 3 thorns into my poor heart.
All the things people say to me, it hurts, there is a saying,
"My bruises go away easily, but words peirce my soul"
"Why are wewe still alive." 4 thorns.
"Just drop dead, wewe were an accident, no one wants you." There was the 5th thorn, and before I knew it, I was asleep, never to wake up again.

-Elizabeth Dillard (AKA Rock_n_Roll671)

i feal so sad no one gets me i cry siku and night and yet it is like i am not there i am a mitini, mtini meint of the mind that no one thinks is a real person that some one can ever upendo just to shame me is people life i wish the sad-ness whould go away leave me alone let me be me and be true to my self and no one else is my whis my way my life cause i am emo and that is all i willl ever do JUST LEAVE ME BE LET ME BE ME I AM EMO.


P.S to be emo is a from of culture upendo and sad-ness no one can take the pain but they can at least understand me us emos all around the world for us to just be free and under-stand us is all we ask all we need to be free and let us say hujambo I AM emo AND HAPPY TO BE emo THANK wewe AND GOOD BYE

When wewe can't understand,
why everyone wants to hurt you,
they don't like the fact that wewe can,
do everything better then they can do.

So you're an emo and wewe cut your wrists,
that doesn't make wewe strange,
wewe get angry and clinch your fists,
when people try to make wewe change.

wewe may wonder why,
people want to help,
cos they know that wewe want to die,
and that soon you'll kill yourself.

I don't care if someone thinks I'm wrong,
when I say that all emos are,
the best damn people in the world,
and the sexiest kwa far. :) xx

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