I spent sunny summers inside my mother’s midwestern
apartment writing you and your friends, heavily inspired by emo
culture I’d seen charictures of in local malls alongside HotTopic walls:
prominent swoop bangs and all. I made sure you were decorated in the
peak emo styles I’d seen all around me in the 2010’s. I remember the second
drawing I’d made of you; your lengthy black hair fell in a neat wave
over your grey turtleneck, and you stood calmly with that sword made of
“Starnian” steel, as I’d described it at the time. I cringe now when I see the word emo.
0 comments