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So it begins... There was a small emo chiled named Keni. And Keni was very depressed because the family had been slaughtered in a tragic cow hunting accident and keni was now forced to live with his/her grandma. The grandma was old. Little keni decided to use grandmas denchers to slit her wrists one night... and then began an epic journey. Keni walked out of his house and went to starbucks and ate and went to the nearest bus stop to catch a ride to....... somewhere else. She found what looked like the perfect place for an emo hole so he began to dig with her starbucks cup but it broke so she used the broken peices to slit her wrists again. Now she buried herself and continued to narnia where she met her uncle jon and bought a boat to sail the 7 seas. She got in the boat and sailed away forever. When she returned she sold her boat to go live in the wild. He built a house with her bare hands then fell over on her bed. She woke up in the unicorn feild and was like "i hate unicorns" and used their antlers to slit her wrists. She then oured water all over the ground and used it to transport back to her house. She then continued to walk. She walked until she met a young worker named frank. Frank was the best singer in the world. He then bacame Keni Sinatra and made smoothies at a local shop until one day she died.
anyone ever wonder why there are so many people who reject the customs we all follow so diligently?
i think its because we have no culture in this society so we run around trying to eke out our own. emo, stoner, gangsta, whatever. so much for counter-culture or an american identiy, our identity now is how nice of a car you drive.
good thing i have blonde hair and wear jeans and button up shirts, or id be labeled too. no, fuck im screwed as well.
thats the only thing i kept focusing on throughout the story haha. couldnt concentrate on what was actually going on. i just hope u were really messed up wen u wrote that.