Fuck an apology, I'm not sorry for anything. I spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure what I'm looking for. I'm a history of bad decisions. "Depression grabbed his throat and, choked the life out of him slowly; I got the same blood coursing through my veins; it'll come for me eventually. If you never break then you'll never know how to put yourself back together. I'm Emma, 15, I'm kind of a piece of shit and have an obsession with cats and Michael Cera, and this is my mostly pop punk/punk rock blog about music and life.

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