Emo is a way of life, a style, a musical genre and a god. And as my greasy black hair and sadness of my burning, hating-love heart ruminate over this fact, we, and by that I mean me, think that it's time someone emo wrote a guide to teach other wannabe emos to be emo. And possibly to have mildly better sentence structure. Well, maybe just teach them how to be emo. And this is why, by the power vested in me by the emo goddess of emo, Amy Lee, I shall create a guide to being emo called "Emo in xxxx10xxxx iieasyii steps of woe" Ready? Good. Because I'm not. It is still necessary to reflect on my emoness, and think of how it is indeed harder to breathe when one is using Jesus as one's tourniquet, seeing as Jesus is very emo (see the entry before this, which tells you to see the entry about religion and emo). Emo and woe rhyme. Coincidence? I think not!