Hi.
I will keep this one short.
Because my hair is black, I am an emo. Why can't I just be accepted for my dorky appearance? Why does everyone have to stereotype? The first thing is I am not emotional. Sure, my feelings seem to hurt a lot as of late, but I have never been an emo.
I feel...alienated, like Shylock from the Merchant of Venice. I know the majority haven't read any of Shakespeare's texts unless you were forced to for English, but basically Shylock was a Jew who was hated by everyone else because of his religion. Because Shylock was so hated he became bitter. Society changed him, just as society is changing me. The only difference is I wouldn't actively go out and seek a pound of their flesh.
I am staring at cats again to try and make me happy. It isn't working.
-Louise.
