This is the story of me. I'm just an average girl, or so I thought until I was stereotyped as Emo. Yeah, that's the word. It all started when this girl named Keri wanted to ruin my life. Well, it worked. Now I don't want to live it. I'm a complete ghost anyways, so what's the point? Oh yeah, my closest friends, theres only like 3 of them, talk me out of it. But, I want to know what it's liked to be loved again. I have so many insecurities, that I'm afraid of letting people in too far in my life. I shut them out. All of them. I don't talk much, and I usually spend most of my time listening to music or writing song lyrics, sometimes both. But who cares? I wouldn't be here for that long, would I?