Emo Kids Fuck Off

ON THE NIGHT BULLET KIDS WAS FORMED, JOKI (FASTGOER) ATE AN ENTIRE EIGHTH OF SHROOMS IN LESS THAN 15 SECONDS. HE THEN LEFT THE REST OF THE GANG BEHIND AND EMBARKED ON ONE OF THE MOST TERRIFYING JOURNEYS OF SELF DISCOVERY ANY HUMAN HAS EVER UNDERGONE, BY HIMSELF, IN A PITCH DARK, SILENT ROOM. WHAT AN IDIOT.

A whole year spent weaning off weekends in our hometown  left us isolated and alone in our rooms. You were a bull,  militant, or adamant to change.  I was one too, in a fashion;  with differences that seem to matter little now.  When Autumn had firmed into hard and steady ground,  I finally grew tired of feeling sorry for myself  and shed what little was left for dead. And started brand new  with a heart that could finally let go  and begin to heal.

The last album I downloaded is Above The Earth, Below The Sky by If These Trees Could Talk. It’s extremely atmospheric and I might end up really liking this album, but we’ll see. They bill themselves as “rock” but that’s so vague? Like they sound like Math and Noise. Last.fm says they have “Extremely similarity” to MaybeSheWill and “Very high similarity” to And So I Watch You From Afar but I’d say it’s the other way around. They have the intensity of ASIWYFA that MSW always lacked for me.

The evidence presents itself accusingly: Your absence speaks everything you think of me Now that I am faced with opportunity, You're not remembering. I'm not asking you, anyway. Even if you ever could cave in, I wouldn't know where to begin. 

Dear Daddy: I write you in spite of years of silence. You've cleaned up; found Jesus. Things are looking good, or so I hear. This bottle of Steven's awakens ancient feelings. Like Father, Stepfather, the Son is drowning in the Flood.

We're so high, we're almost in outer space.

So thank you New England Trees: The Sidewalks of Walnut Street.

Hey Coffee Eyes! You got me coughin' up my cookie heart. Makin' promises to myself: Promises like seeds of everything I could be.

Honestly?

Fall Out Boy // Poughkeepsie, NY // 2013

Fall Out Boy // Take This To Your Grave // 2003

We've both been so unhappy. So let's just see what happens. When summer ends.

Laura Jane Grace by Rock and Roll Hotel on Flickr.