I've been studying a class of sub-human species called "emos" that seem to
proliferate extensively despite the fact that the race itself is bent on its long, dragged out, pitiful demise. It seems that these parasitic organisms persist with an insatiable desire to lure more and more humans into their realm of inexplicable, self-inflicted misery, contributing to the ever expanding, cancerous growth that is emo.
These
creature's origins have been well researched and documented by the website of their origin: myspace. Thus, it may be henceforth noted that the creature "emo" was created by myspace for the sole purpose of extensive monetary profit, as
the creatures assimilate themselves with their
sorrowful, repetitive oscillations, deadening their minds to a practical reality that exists outside of their corporate-authored trap of emotional "understanding."
Simply put, the sub-human special group "emo" is simply a socially-acceptable goth,
reinvented by the music business machine by vessels such as myspace and emotional instability.
Those who have fallen into such a pit as the emos have lack the maturity and practicality to be cognisant of the ridiculous state they insist to remain in,
spiraling deeper and deeper into emotional dept.
Which is why it's so much fun to so unmercifully give them crap for being what they are.
sub-human.
fin.
