Wednesday 12 September 2012

Emos all around

Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr, everywhere you see, there is some emo in your newsfeeed or timeline. They say that I don't know about it. Dude, I have been through much worse. You don't know the pain of losing brothers and friends every couple of years... Anyways, I'm not composing to share my sorrows and everything.

According to my estimation, almost 80% of people are depressed because of love. Seriously people? For just a single person, you keep on ranting. Get sad. Do you ever realise what's happening around you when you're sinking into this low mode? For just one freaking person who you're not sure about if he/she will be there with you for your whole lifetime, you're missing on these wonderful days of your life.

I have been there. I have had those type of days but when I got back to my mind, I only realised that I was at the fault. I expected way too much then it actually was. I was kind of blindfolded.

Get your ass up kids. Your time is not worth for one fucking bitch or bastard. See around you. Your parents, friends and those who actually care about you. While  you're weeping for one, someone else who is there to care for you is also being hurt. I advise everyone to get a best friend. With whom you can just rant, cry, laugh and do everything you want to. I respect my best friends a lot because they have been there for me every time I wanted to rant. Even though one of them doesn't even regard me as their best friend.

Anyways, all you emos, you get this life only once. Live it to the fullest. Don't be fucking sad. Give up on sad songs. Go out, have fun. Be a child. Ride on those amusement park rides. Think like a pervert. it will definitely bring a smile on your face. Eat chocolate. Lots and lots of it. this is the time of your life which you should be enjoying. later, you have the tensions of your boss, family, kids and everything. Live it now or you'll regret it for your whole lifetime. CHIN UP, SMILE, FUCK THE PERSON WHO HAS MADE YOU SAD.

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