Emo-cidal Nonsense

Okay.
So I come back to my blog a few months later and re-read everything.
And I noticed these things:
1. I thought I was so cool writing my dark and bothered poetry
2. ANGST ANGST ANGST
3. I was wayyy to emo a few months ago.
4. GAY TITLE; seriously, what the FUCK was I on when I named this shit? I swear.
Its like "oh yeah I'm so cool and emo 'love and vengeance"; because I'm so hardcore and you know COOL that I can't have a creative name that isn't completely GAY and will make me want to shoot myself looking back at it.
5. Pathetic; I don't think I can stress how pathetic this blog is. It is shit. Epic shit on toast with a glass of piss served up to you on a platter made with the dried up tears and blood of 5 million emo kids. PATHETIC. It's just fail.
6. I still like some of the shitty poetry; its all dark and sad as fuck. I don't understand why I would actually post something so... dramatic and depressing...on a PUBLIC venue.
7. I have changed. Alot; since all of this pathetic, dark and bothered nonsense, I have so changed. I don't know if for the better. But you sure as hell won't be seeing anymore of this shit you had to see, that is just sad. If I ever get all like that again, do me a favor and shoot me. Save me from the sorrow of suffering my own writing.