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emo problems
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Ongoing, First published Dec 20, 2015
Im making fun of the typical emo stereotype lol jkkjk DIS IS 4REALSIESS
  
  It takes a dedicated person to be emo because being a emo is hard 
  
  Do you want to know what its like to emo but dont know what its going to be like.
  Whale if ur not already not an emo ur either a basic or a poser. NUUUU.
  
  im going to post a problem everyday and omg theres so many problem
  
  like i already have over 100 drafts
   Basic people dont understand the struggle
  " NO ONE UNDERSTANDS ME! " said every emo
  
  
  Make fun of meh spelling cus it beacus  i dont speak english i speak potato nu i speak dinosaur Rawr nuu im a Savannah i speak Savannah idekkk 
  thank tumblr for some of these ideas becuz we know emos aren't original in their ideas
  
  If u want comment one of ur own emo struggles and i can put it in the book :D
  Most of these are real problems but they are also funny cuz im just (sarcastic) sooo funny. No im just emo.
  
  U see the cover of this i like photoshopped that thing and made it fabulous i had to draw like half of that lol if u have seen the original u would knoo :) in
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