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Emma

She/her

🌸 MCR, South park, banana fish, umbrella academy, madoka magica, shoujo manga, post hardcore 🌸

Teenage writer, guitarist, singer, artist, and overall media consumer. My main idol is Gerard way because he has been able to use all of his talents for his career and has never stuck to just one thing. Currently hyper fixating on MCR and banana fish in specific

TERFS and waycest shippers DNI I will block you other than that all are welcome🖤🖤🖤

Most of my art and posts will be shared alongside some awesome music so definitely listen to some of it if you get the chance.

Don't expect super tough stuff from this blog, and if I bring up anything super triggering I'll tag it. I don't write long posts often but ever once in a while I will if I'm in the mood.

Follow my besties @cunfusled @reiki-tsubetai and @sillydelusionnight they kick ass

You still sit in front of me in English class, and it kills me a little bit more every time I have to watch you read out loud. Passage by passage, word by word sentence by sentence.

I feel used.

I feel ashamed.

You meant so much to me yet you threw me away like I was disposable. Like I was garbage. Maybe that is all I am to you. Was it for the money? Was it because I let you use my cell phone? Was it because I made you look less pathetic in comparison? Ten fucking years and 5 calls to CPS yet once the summer ended it was like I didn't exist anymore. So yeah, sit with your annoying friends and complain about how shitty your life is. I for one, know about the lies, the exaggerations, the manipulations. Just last year you had practically convinced me that every little inconvenience was my fault.

Enjoy your friends, enjoy being popular, enjoy not having me around, the only person who didn't just have you around because of pity. I wish I could tell you right now just how I feel. I try not to cry about it but the tears run down my cheeks regardless. You were my best friend, my sister, my everything, but I was nothing. You used me up until I was nothing left, treated me like my depression and anxiety were nothing to you and wouldn't even apologize. Everytime I just wanted a second to myself you'd cry and make me feel bad like the child you are. I hope you feel this right now, the pain I feel every day because of you. Part of me still misses you, I'll see something funny on the Internet and wonder what you'd think. I'll draw a picture or write a song and wonder if you'd be proud of me.

Go fuck yourself.

I also made this for the same assignment. Live laugh love logical fallacies!

Sometimes i forget that sometimes my sanity depends on fucking bands from the 2000s who are all gay and wrote songs about each other.

you guys dont get it gerbert is like good luck babe but they both think theyre chappell