I figure before I go to bed I'll post this.
Don't get angry with me. I'm not biased. This is simply what I've observed. Over the past few years I've hung out at the mall quite a bit. Living in a town overrun with cows, there isn't much to do.
I've conceived the following theory about emo kids and scene kids:
Scene kids are simply emo kids with more colour and less depressed.
When you walk by them in the mall... And you do, there is no escaping it...
Emo kids smell like hair dye. But you can also catch a faint scent of blood. Since they cut themselves often.
Also upon walking by them, you hear the soft sounds of a Hawthorne Heights song wafting through the stuffy food court air.
Scene kids, on the other hand, just kinda smell like bleach. They dye their hair so damn much, that's all you can smell. They also smell of cigarettes. This is a scent meant to attract their fellow scene kids.
Emo kids smoke too, but not nearly as much OR for the same reasons that scene kids do.
Emo kids wanna look shady.
Scene kids think they're hardcore.
Scene kids are generally mean people.
Emo kids are depressing, but just sit there.
Scene kids think that they have musical talent. Which they generally do not.
I mean, come on.
They listen to Circa Survive, for god's sake.
Emo kids think that they have artistic talent, and also that they can write wonderful poems.
Their art is always black blobs of nothing.
And, coincidentally, so are their poems.
That is all for now.
Don't yell at me.
This is a simple generalization that I have pulled together from all of the time spent at the mall.
Thanks for your time.
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Sometimes the appropriate response to reality is to go insane.