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| Posted By | Discussion Topic: **Official Emo Thread** | ||||
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| CriticsLoveSnatch i know better than to ask for a status from you mean ol' mods I shall call him mini-FTL | posted on 04-15-2002 @ 3:16 AM |    | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00  | Since SLASH voted me OA.com's official Emo fag, i decided that i would live up to that credo. Post all your cry-tastic emo here :-D A Plain Morning It is yet to be determined, but the air is thick, & my hope is feeling worn. I'm missing home, & I'm glad you're not a part of this, there are parts of me that will be missed. And the phone is always dead to me, so I can't tell you the temperature is dropping & it feels like it is colder than it ought to be in March & I still have a day or two ahead of me till I'll be heading home, into your arms again. And the people here are asking after you. It doesn't make it easier. It doeasn't make it easier to be away. I'd like to hire a plane. I'd see you in the morning, when the day is fresh. I'm coming home again. It's warmer where you're waiting. It feels more like July. Ther's pillows in their cases & one of those is mine. And you wrote the words I love you, & sprayed it with perfume. It is better than the fire is to heat this lonely room. It is warmer where you're waiting It feels more like July. It is yet to be determined, but the air is thick, & my hope is feeling worn. I'm missing home, & I'm glad you're not a part of this, there are parts of me that will be missed. And the phone is always dead to me, so I can't tell you the temperature is dropping & it feels like it is colder than it ought to be in March & I still have a day or two ahead of me till I'll be heading home, into your arms again. And the people here are asking after you. It doesn't make it easier. It doeasn't make it easier to be away. I'd like to hire a plane. I'd see you in the morning, when the day is fresh. I'm coming home again.  I'd rather be a mystery than she desert me Oh I'm never speaking up again Starting Now... | ||||
...And now the battle between us and them has begun. JYD-4-LIFE. | posted on 04-15-2002 @ 11:53 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: May. 00 | Wasn't he married to Judy Tenuta? And now I feel like I'm alive I don't know how I got so low These voices in my mind Tell my it's killing time It is a thrill I can't describe | ||||
| CriticsLoveSnatch i know better than to ask for a status from you mean ol' mods I shall call him mini-FTL | posted on 04-15-2002 @ 4:17 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | uhh...what? I'd rather be a mystery than she desert me Oh I'm never speaking up again Starting Now... | ||||
...And now the battle between us and them has begun. JYD-4-LIFE. | posted on 04-15-2002 @ 4:19 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: May. 00 | Emo Phillips? And now I feel like I'm alive I don't know how I got so low These voices in my mind Tell my it's killing time It is a thrill I can't describe | ||||
| Drusilla fag-hag | posted on 04-16-2002 @ 1:38 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 01 | i was all excited, i thought you said "eno" oh well he deserves a post anyway James You're as tired as a hunter's trap Hiden well What are you concealing Poker face carved in stone Amongst friends but all alone Why do you hide Say something, say something Anything I've shown you everything Give me a sign Say something, say something Anything You silence is deafening Hey me in kind Take a drug to set you free Strange fruit from a forbidding tree You've got to come down soon More than a drug is what I need Need a change of scenery Need a new life Say something, say something Anything I've shown you everything Give me a sign Say something, say something Anything You silence is deafening Hey me in kind Say something, say something Anything I've shown you everything Give me a sign I'm open Wide open Wondering Have you swallowed everything Hey me in kind  This message was edited by Drusilla on 4-16-02 @ 1:39 AM | ||||
Nay. We are but men. ROCK. The man with the plan. | posted on 04-16-2002 @ 3:39 AM | | |||
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| CriticsLoveSnatch i know better than to ask for a status from you mean ol' mods I shall call him mini-FTL | posted on 04-16-2002 @ 4:25 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | Bah! I'd rather be a mystery than she desert me Oh I'm never speaking up again Starting Now... | ||||
| Bloody Anus P.L.F. Portugese Liberation Front- Liberating Status' everywhere from the Tyranny of Portugal HYBRID THINKS I'M A GENIUS | posted on 04-16-2002 @ 4:46 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jul. 00 | 
2002 Crack Committee Objectives: | ||||
| HyBriD FN Moron is an indian giver!! I had my cool status for about 10 min. then it was gone. GONE! G.O.O.F.B.A.H.G.S. Agent WD40 Licensed to Kill My spoon is TOO BIG. (finally) Hanger-on to the JYDs for LIFE I INVENTED ORANGE MOTHERFUCKER This status is sponsored by: P®oJë©T M@¥hέm | posted on 04-16-2002 @ 3:39 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Sep. 01 |  that was a great song! WAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!  | ||||
| CriticsLoveSnatch i know better than to ask for a status from you mean ol' mods I shall call him mini-FTL | posted on 04-16-2002 @ 3:51 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | Hybrid you know you have those square rimmed emo glasses...i bet you're gonna bawl like a baby on saturday. I'd rather be a mystery than she desert me Oh I'm never speaking up again Starting Now... | ||||
| HyBriD FN Moron is an indian giver!! I had my cool status for about 10 min. then it was gone. GONE! G.O.O.F.B.A.H.G.S. Agent WD40 Licensed to Kill My spoon is TOO BIG. (finally) Hanger-on to the JYDs for LIFE I INVENTED ORANGE MOTHERFUCKER This status is sponsored by: P®oJë©T M@¥hέm | posted on 04-16-2002 @ 3:55 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Sep. 01 | no sir. only "emo" i wanna see on sat. is dashboard. you are right, i will be crying......because i cant get out of the crowd when they come on stage.(emo bands) :) | ||||
Pompous, Arrogant, Enigmatic, Bitter, Quirky, Misanthrope with a Weird Sense of Humor and an Iron Clad Memory while flooding the board with my Stream of Consciousness UFC STRIKE 3 (I'm a dick and I like to ruin people's plans) | posted on 04-16-2002 @ 4:01 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 00 | quote: But, I thought Thursday was playing on Sat. Don't you like Thursday anymore?  AIM: SmarterChild Write To Me Here
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| The Sleeper Being a Minor is a Threat to my Social Life PoseUr i ahve 2 threads at teh top, i feel like maynard | posted on 04-16-2002 @ 4:03 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | All Our Fans Are Gay Anal Cunt Why do you think we throw stuff at you? You own all our cd's- you're gay, you're gay You own all our 7"s- you're gay, you're gay You bought all our t-shirts- you're gay, you're gay You go to all our shows- you're gay, you're gay [Chorus:] All our fans are gay [x4] You think you know what we are singing about- you're wrong You think we care about the underground- you're wrong You think we won't fuck up your club- you're wrong You think we care if you like us- you're wrong [Chorus] If we're nice to you, it's because we're broke Or unless you got some drugs to smoke When the drugs are gone, then we are too Then we'll go back to making fun of you [Fan voice:] "But I've supported you guys for so long" FAGGOT!  You tell me that I'm better, You just hate yourself You tell me that you like her, You just wish you did You tell me that I make no difference, Well at least I'm fucking trying What the fuck have you done? | ||||
| HyBriD FN Moron is an indian giver!! I had my cool status for about 10 min. then it was gone. GONE! G.O.O.F.B.A.H.G.S. Agent WD40 Licensed to Kill My spoon is TOO BIG. (finally) Hanger-on to the JYDs for LIFE I INVENTED ORANGE MOTHERFUCKER This status is sponsored by: P®oJë©T M@¥hέm | posted on 04-16-2002 @ 4:14 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Sep. 01 | thursday isnt emo, it's more..........screamo. :-D | ||||
Pompous, Arrogant, Enigmatic, Bitter, Quirky, Misanthrope with a Weird Sense of Humor and an Iron Clad Memory while flooding the board with my Stream of Consciousness UFC STRIKE 3 (I'm a dick and I like to ruin people's plans) | posted on 04-16-2002 @ 4:16 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 00 | quote: You keep telling yourself that. ;) AIM: SmarterChild Write To Me Here
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| CriticsLoveSnatch i know better than to ask for a status from you mean ol' mods I shall call him mini-FTL | posted on 04-16-2002 @ 4:16 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | quote: or EMO-CORE!!! \ m / I'd rather be a mystery than she desert me Oh I'm never speaking up again Starting Now... | ||||
| The Sleeper Being a Minor is a Threat to my Social Life PoseUr i ahve 2 threads at teh top, i feel like maynard | posted on 04-16-2002 @ 4:17 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | definetly emo-core. I don't listen to any music unless it has the "core" suffix at the end. You tell me that I'm better, You just hate yourself You tell me that you like her, You just wish you did You tell me that I make no difference, Well at least I'm fucking trying What the fuck have you done? | ||||
| HyBriD FN Moron is an indian giver!! I had my cool status for about 10 min. then it was gone. GONE! G.O.O.F.B.A.H.G.S. Agent WD40 Licensed to Kill My spoon is TOO BIG. (finally) Hanger-on to the JYDs for LIFE I INVENTED ORANGE MOTHERFUCKER This status is sponsored by: P®oJë©T M@¥hέm | posted on 04-16-2002 @ 4:25 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Sep. 01 | i was listening to the first thursday cd today. it's really good. | ||||
| The Sleeper Being a Minor is a Threat to my Social Life PoseUr i ahve 2 threads at teh top, i feel like maynard | posted on 04-16-2002 @ 4:29 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | It's just the southern road that you leave by and open windows in your car. It's the breathing of the city that says leave me behind. Forget tomorrow side with the open road. Pulled apart for you. In the window unlocked and left open. For the rising sun taking you back home. If we never meet again it would be too soon. I'm glad I ran from you and now my life's a mess. And I'll have to admit that I have made a mistake. And every path that I take has lead me right back to here. And I never should have left. It's just the second chance that I dreamt of. When you took me into your lives. But there's a pear we have to climb over. so get a running start. Sitting here. Waiting a year. Hoping for something to change your mind and in this time I'll see that this is all we have. Before I leave I'm opening that door in my house. To face the ones I've left behind. Portrait of a man who stayed. His face is folded up and grayed. But there's something in his eyes that tells me this is the life for me. You tell me that I'm better, You just hate yourself You tell me that you like her, You just wish you did You tell me that I make no difference, Well at least I'm fucking trying What the fuck have you done? | ||||
| The Sleeper Being a Minor is a Threat to my Social Life PoseUr i ahve 2 threads at teh top, i feel like maynard | posted on 04-16-2002 @ 4:38 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | We listened to the open sound your voice projected on the radio dial Lie with me I said and lying's what she always did and always will. All these thoughts keep leading back to him. And no signs from Cinema. No city skyline. No paper scraps and no unfolding at five o' clock Your voice skips as it always did and always will All these thoughts keep leading back It's the light from your sunless room Scattered in pieces all around you. Recession of these thoughtless forms Reciting every line as a way of life and a way of death in time We heard Ian Curtis kill himself again in your bed. In these 24 hours we stretched into a room filled with "Heart and Soul." This is the way. Step inside and march in the procession of empty hearts. Love has torn us apart. It's a part of me a part of you in time we're falling apart together. You tell me that I'm better, You just hate yourself You tell me that you like her, You just wish you did You tell me that I make no difference, Well at least I'm fucking trying What the fuck have you done? | ||||
| The Sleeper Being a Minor is a Threat to my Social Life PoseUr i ahve 2 threads at teh top, i feel like maynard | posted on 04-16-2002 @ 4:39 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | I sewed it up Stitched all these dead end streets Into the sewn up seams of my heartstrings unwind(unwound) Like a petal pulled from an open flower. Surrounds by fields where children sign but don't make a sound and don't Break it off This searching for what we may never find And that says it all. I hope that we will make it through.. The heartbreak that comes with just living through one day All the good times that past and all the friends we lose in a lifetime on our way. Here in this life we seem so lost. On this side of brightness we don't know where to go. I hope that we can make it Through this night. You tell me that I'm better, You just hate yourself You tell me that you like her, You just wish you did You tell me that I make no difference, Well at least I'm fucking trying What the fuck have you done?
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| HyBriD FN Moron is an indian giver!! I had my cool status for about 10 min. then it was gone. GONE! G.O.O.F.B.A.H.G.S. Agent WD40 Licensed to Kill My spoon is TOO BIG. (finally) Hanger-on to the JYDs for LIFE I INVENTED ORANGE MOTHERFUCKER This status is sponsored by: P®oJë©T M@¥hέm | posted on 04-16-2002 @ 4:45 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Sep. 01 | you are such a whore. Porcelain City of blue tile. Figure in Ceramics. Where we reach out. Grab for Porcelain. But it's too fragile to hold. And it shatters in our hands. In time the seasons will seal these shards. Into the slits that denote your wrists. Death is the answer. To calculations composed of motions that are the same. And secret and different (secretly the same). A missing alphabet with a message for us. When people die. They leave a piece of us with them. And holes in clouds are minutes passing. Rescind this line and several ties. The skyline unfolds into explanation. That sometimes words give up. And silently walk off the edge the edge of the page. And here the cry opens up and reveals the word inside. The crack in the porcelain. The silent line of sky-lit eyes show. Death up there shine more brightly than lives down here. Try and live. This message was edited by HyBriD on 4-16-02 @ 4:48 PM | ||||
| The Sleeper Being a Minor is a Threat to my Social Life PoseUr i ahve 2 threads at teh top, i feel like maynard | posted on 04-16-2002 @ 4:47 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | I don't know what you're talking about. You told me on your birthday all the things that this place had done to you. And in the streets you walk. You hide your face because they don't believe that it's true. They say it doesn't happen that often. But it's happening right now. I'm writing you this letter to let you know I'm not alright. And in this city the streets are paved with hate And you cry yourself to sleep tonight. And say "no, there aren't enough love songs in the sky." You counted down the days till you could say "Bye-bye, city, bye-bye" You're walking down on Union You see the roads and know they're apart of you. They say it doesnt happen that often But it's happening right now. I'm writing you a second time. To let you know nothing here has changed. The streets are still paved with hate. So you can cry yourself to sleep tonight. Will you look back on this night As the day that ruined your life. Will you look back on these city streets and say, "Oh, God, where are you?" In these city streets I hide my face. I turn away when you look at me And every night when I try and sleep. I feel your hands all over my body. You streipped away the street signs and shot out all the stop lights. If you smashed away all the building what would you have left? You tell me that I'm better, You just hate yourself You tell me that you like her, You just wish you did You tell me that I make no difference, Well at least I'm fucking trying What the fuck have you done? | ||||
| The Sleeper Being a Minor is a Threat to my Social Life PoseUr i ahve 2 threads at teh top, i feel like maynard | posted on 04-16-2002 @ 4:48 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | The angels sing of someone coming down To wake us from a sleep thats broken Deeply wont shut up again Must be some sort of sign for us That things are going to change Its hard to dream Well you'll try hard In this half hearted minute You sleep alone Its hard to dream If you're a ghost Its only a matter of time Before we fade out The phone is ringing in my head again I'm too scared to pick up The fear that this is the call I've been waiting for Could be some sort of sign for me That its time for me to change Its the turning clock That happens every night And if we dont stop soon We will never wake up again Computers lie They keep us in our lives If im paranoid Its because they're watching us The phone is tapped You tell me that I'm better, You just hate yourself You tell me that you like her, You just wish you did You tell me that I make no difference, Well at least I'm fucking trying What the fuck have you done? | ||||
| HyBriD FN Moron is an indian giver!! I had my cool status for about 10 min. then it was gone. GONE! G.O.O.F.B.A.H.G.S. Agent WD40 Licensed to Kill My spoon is TOO BIG. (finally) Hanger-on to the JYDs for LIFE I INVENTED ORANGE MOTHERFUCKER This status is sponsored by: P®oJë©T M@¥hέm | posted on 04-16-2002 @ 4:48 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Sep. 01 | In Transmission This sunlight cutting through the open fields. Can't be communicated by radio waves. And through this flashlight keyhole memory. Receive a thousand signals and can't respond. So keep your hands to yourself. And relay the message to your friends that nothing's wrong. Reverse reception on this lifeless satellite. Push this button. End the transmission. So keep your hands to yourself In this transit station reconnection to our lives. In transit like my voice cutting through this line. It's the same old song broadcasted on the radio. Saying I'm not worth your time. End the transmission. This absence is making relations come undone it's breaking air waves I'm losing you in the transmission.. | ||||
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