Literature
Suck Midnight Rainbow Prologue
I don't want you to all think I'm one of those people that sits in a chair and types on MSN and Mouthbook and all those other sites and complains. I'm not like that. If I did that, friends would call me 'emo' and whatnot. Then, of course, they wouldn't be friends anymore. Besides, I used to be emo. That was a while ago when I was going out with my ex, Brain Moral. He was kind of an emo with his hair and his enjoyment of pain. Well, not so much his enjoyment, but his tolerance of it. He'd carve his name in his knee and on the other knee he'd carve a smiley. Well, now that I think about it, he did have an enjoyment for pain. When he took me to