De DeDe by ~DementedDragonBoy
The train slowed, screeching to a halt and thudding to a stop in the bleak station. A few people got off and a few people got on, all wordlessly, unless they had one or two persons as their own company. It was quiet, and I liked that. The quiet meant there was no more heartbreak. But then the quiet was pierced by noises, voices I could vaguely hear outside the train's window. There was a mother out there, trying to convince her child to get on the train, trying to force the ticket into her hand, but the girl didn't want to go. She clung to her mother's leg, and her mother was trying half-heartedly to pry her off.
They were both
I Hate Myself So I Will Whine I Hate Myself So I Will Whine (a.k.a. Mandatory Teenage Angst Poem)I Hate Myself So I Will Whine by ~DementedDragonBoy
I hate my life and everything in it.
My parents don't understand me.
I'm so depressed there's no way to pull myself out of it.
So I'm going to whine about it on paper
And let everyone know that I'm the most pathetic person ever
And no one can possibly know what that's like.
Ever.
I can't ever do anything to bide my time.
I'll just whine to everyone.
My life is so pathetic and I hate myself.
Who needs therapy or antidepressants?
Complaining and moaning is the best medicine.
Five-year-olds sure have the right idea.
I'll whine day in and day out.
You can't stop me
on A Deadly Dance. 
!!!
Sta.sh
the lord of the pants picture rocks.
