Joe Goldberg is beginning to wonder if there's any more decent people in the world. With both Candace and Beck out of the picture, he's feeling lonely and starting to give up on love. That is, until Leila comes sobbing into Mooney's. Fragile and vul...
[ "How to Be Emo" is available on Spotify by ELICOLBURN) ]
for those of you without Spotify, here's a quick playlist:
1. MakeDamnSure- Taking Back Sunday 2. Not Good Enough For Truth In Cliche's- Escape the Fate 3. Baby, You Wouldn't Last A Minute On The Creek- Chiodos 4. Ohio is for Lovers- Hawthorne Heights 5. Helena- My Chemical Romance 6. Miss Murder- AFI 7. Grand Theft Autumn- Fallout Boy 8. The Kill- 30 Seconds to Mars 9. The Curse of Curves- Cute is What We Aim For 10. Slow Down- The Academy Is... 11. Honestly- Cartel 12. Warm Me Up- The Audition 13. If It Means A Lot To You- A Day To Remember 14. Remember To Feel Real- Armor For Sleep 15. Paralyzed- The Used
[ Peter's set-list ] 1. Boys! Grab Your Guns- My American Heart 2. Time to Pretend- Panic! At the Disco 3. Call My Name- The Unlikely Candidates 4. Two High- Moon Taxi 5. Vowels- HUNNY 6. Fake Love- Cemetery Sun 7. these are my friends- lovelytheband 8. Don't Stop- Foster The People 9. We Don't Believe What's On TV- Twenty One Pilots 10. I Will Follow You Into The Dark- Death Cab For Cutie
joe
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I didn't realize the music was going to be this loud.
Though, I suppose I should have.
This isn't my scene, Leila. I belong inside. Cozy with a blanket, sipping tea, and reading a good book. Smooth jazz playing in the background.
Not this...loud, abrasive, nonsense.
And, besides that, Peter is really wearing on my last nerves. I know he has a girlfriend, but even she's threatened by you. I've never seen a person's face scrunch up the way Sarah's does when she's around you. Maybe it's because Peter goes out of his way to touch you, running his hand down the smalls of your back every-so-often. Playing your hair right in front of me, like I'm nothing.
Fuck this guy.
"I'm still not drunk enough for this!" Evan complains. Her wig would beg to differ, slipping down her forehead. Stands of fox red spilling out from beneath. "I can't do it!"
Mark pats her on the head as if she's nothing more than a toy poodle, his group of nameless girls texting away and taking selfies with him as he does so. It's like he's a local celebrity, but I can't place him.
"It'll be fun," you try to hype her up, it's obvious you're desperate to go but no one's biting, "just like old times."
Playing on nostalgia would normally work, but Evan's still moping over her fiance. That's all she'll talk about, she needs you to bring the fun to her but you're failing.
It's sad.
"Sarah, what about you?" Peter encourages his girlfriend to play nice, but she's one drink away from slapping him.
