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Tuesday

November 13, 2012

I clear my throat as I hear my camera beep, telling me that it started recording.

"Alright youtubers, I know it's not Friday, but I just have something to say and that's why I'm making this video." I pause and stare at the camera. "I noticed that last week when I updated the video of me covering the song Believe by Blood On The Dance Floor, I lost a lot of subscribers. At first I had no clue why I had lost so many." I pause again and I myself can hear the seriousness in my voice. "Then I went to the comments and saw rows and rows of hate towards BOTDF. I usually don't care for opinions, but when you see that someone likes something, you aren't going to be able to change their opinion on that something. Just because you call them 'emo fucks' doesn't mean I'm going to put down my headphones and not listen to them. So move on with your fucking life and don't stop just to make one person feel bad because of their opinion. If you're a fan of me, and you don't like Blood On The Dance Floor and you see that I did a cover of them, don't watch the fucking video! If you're going to suddenly change your opinion of me because of something I love, please, the unsubscribe button isn't very far from where your mouse is." I pause yet again and make an 'IDGAF' face at the camera. "Now, if you are a fan of me and you don't like BOTDF and your opinion remained the same, thank you! I love you guys!

Now, for my fans who actually like Blood On The Dance Floor, I have amazing news. First it starts off with the fact that I am going to their concert in a few days and I am going to meet them there. Second, I have an interview with them! I have to say, I'm quite excited myself.

Lastly, Jayy and Dahvie, if some how on this Earth you are watching this video, just remember, fuck the haters." I wink at the camera and reach out to turn it off.

What a great way to end the video, right? Yeah. I'll probably loose a lot of subscribers, but I really don't give a damn, honestly. I'm tired of seeing horrible things about Jayy and Dahvie.

I quickly plug up my camera to my computer and put the video up on YouTube.

I also understand that I will probably get a lot of hate for this video, including that I practically told the haters 'fuck you'. But like I said, I don't give a damn.

I hear my bedroom door creek open and I lift my head from my laptop to see my blue headed friend smiling at me.

"Hey, bitch!" Vanessa's voice rings through out my head.

I chuckle. "Hey to you too, asshole."

I hear her softly chuckle. "Do you want to do something today? If so, what do you want to do?"

I paused and thought for a moment. "I honestly don't know. How about a stroll in the park?"

She nods her head quickly. "Yeah, sounds good. Get ready, slut. We should go now. It's already four." She nods in my direction, making sure I understand. I nod back to her and stand up from my spot on the bed.

I see her nod once more and walk out of the room.

I turn around in my white room, trying to find clothes under all the books. I love reading, and I have books all through out my room.

I finally find my black skinny jeans and slip my legs into them, smiling down at the little studs in the knee. I notice that the shirt I have on matches pretty well, so I take a look in the mirror. My slim legs are in those amazing black skinny jeans I love so much, and my small torso is covered with a white and black stripped shirt, except one stripe near the bottom. It's yellow.