I've heard lots of different explanations of what emo is. Yours does align with what I've seen...especially the having a good life but so sincere about their existential angst. I have trouble finding it cute. I just want to shout, get over yourself!

My BFFs have My Space; I got an account to talk to them...but then realized, as you say, it's not good at all for talking. I want to tell them to get lj (ok, I did) but I'm not so sure they would understand my predilection for vampire porn. Or even my predilection for the word "predilection."

I like Starbucks Americanos, and Starbucks espresso. It depends on the machine though; if it's the newest espesso machine omg heaven, but if it's one of the older ones, eh.

Oh, whoa, I'm lame. I didn't even know what all those buttons in the corner (on semagic) were!

My clothing was unkind today.

I love coffee, like life itself; I wish it was the blood that flows through my veins. Except that my body would reject it, because drinking coffee often gives me headaches, and often makes me lose sleep...even when I drink it in the morning. My body is just an utter spazz about any form of caffeine, so I really cut back, because it kinda freaked me out... And so I read your posts about your coffee, good or bad, and just...lust for what I can't have. And then I see your mood theme and just...lust for what I can't have. Don't cry for me, it's okay. *emo-tes*