It's the same thing every day; wake up to music alarm playing MCRs cancer, take a shower while brother and sister bang on the door, eat what's left from my siblings breakfast, take a bus to school while everyone is calling me a freaky mosher, sit through more taunting and jeering, sit with best friends at lunch [my fellow outcasts], run away from boys yelling at me to slit my wrists, come home feeling beaten and defeated, get tormented by family, crawl upstairs and go on computer. My only escape. On the computer I can pretend to be a different girl. I can take off my skin and be who I want. Then I have to face harsh reality again. As a vegan, my family makes fun of me and so do the idiots at school. Except for my bst friends who defend me. Emo Emo Emo. That's all I hear around.