Oh Katy, what have you asked for.....
Our Father, who art in a dark place,
Satan be not His name, thy emodom come, like a bullet from a gun, in this dark sadtimes cave, give us this day our black eyeliner,and forgive us our fringe-covered tears, as we self destruct for those who just don't understand us, lead us not into normal coloured hair, but deliver us our skinny jeans, for thine is the emodom, the razors and the screaming music, for ever and ever.
*sob*
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