AHHHHLALALALA!! I must sing emo songs to distract myself from my insane emo-osity so that I do not stain my keyboard with tears of crimson regret. So I was watching Much Music, basking in my own glow of wonderful black and red teenage angst, when suddenly Nothing To Lose comes on. Do you know what I did, my emo patrons? I LOST IT!!!!!! Billy Talent is not emo enough for my emo soul. That is what I have decided and my will be done. I must say, though, CrymsinXxXFyve is quite emolicious and I will continue to mosh to their sorrowful strains while shaking my deliciously moussed black hair and pushing my black rimmed glasses further up on my totally emo nose. In other news, kittens are the most emo thing in the world aside from me. Just think about it, oh emo patrons of yore! They are loved by everyone, but they can't see it because their vision is obscured by tears of crimson regret and sadness and other emo kittens who don't love them. Alright. Now an emo poem, so I can relieve my soul of the sadness that it carries as a constant burden. Kittens so emo and emo licious in my soul of BlAcK and *!(!#DARK---+!*($ ness. ;'?