Our proximity keeps us honest. Our intentions keep us strangers.
Nobody can dare me to do anything that I don't come up with on my own.
I think of how and where all the horrible people I've come across in my life ended up, and I smile.
I want karma to drive stakes into the dark hearts that keep me bitter.
I bet you a handful of Chili's coupons that Jesus had a foot fetish.
Emo is pathetic. It's a tired attempt at making bad music cool, all while rocking dumb haircuts and unisexual belts. Furthermore, adding the suffix '-core' to a description doesn't make it innovative. It makes you look like a tool with no imagination.