Everybody loves my necklace, it's been groped (granted by very attractive girls that you may have seen around somewhere - not once, but twice now)
my necklace is my way of wearing the pain and suffering, suffered at the hands of cruel women on my sleeve it's just around my neck, hence why it's called a necklace.
The fucked up part is that I didn't even purposefully start a collection, it just happened.. See, I play drums, and if you do, then you know that rings on your fingers leave nasty blisters, so I got a piece of chain from a pet store and started putting my rings on it.
There used to only be one, it was a present, and it means alot to me, I guess they all do.. it's the same reason why you get ink, memories..
Anyway, It was given to me by the most special person ever in my life at that time, and all was good.. for about two weeks.. It was like a fucking omen, she gave me her favorite ring, and then she dumped me two weeks later.
After that, it started becoming a trend, dated another girl, the best girl ever, we went to shows all the time together, she would come and see me play, we listened to records, bestest girl friend, and girlfriend EVER. I still love that girl to this day even though she probably hates me still, but in hindsight I had alot to do with it, because i'm an idiot.
So she likes my ring alot, and wants to do the same thing, female jealousy of course. pulls off her favorite ring and sticks it on my necklace.. a month later she was gone.
The trend just goes ON and ON, and never stops. it's almost an institution.
Why don't I throw them away? Why do I keep symbols of my emo pain around my neck? because i'm a sap, and the memories trapped within make them priceless to me.
Now somebody else says to me tonight "you know, the only reason I would date you is so I could add to your collection"
how mean is that?
my necklace is my way of wearing the pain and suffering, suffered at the hands of cruel women on my sleeve it's just around my neck, hence why it's called a necklace.
The fucked up part is that I didn't even purposefully start a collection, it just happened.. See, I play drums, and if you do, then you know that rings on your fingers leave nasty blisters, so I got a piece of chain from a pet store and started putting my rings on it.
There used to only be one, it was a present, and it means alot to me, I guess they all do.. it's the same reason why you get ink, memories..
Anyway, It was given to me by the most special person ever in my life at that time, and all was good.. for about two weeks.. It was like a fucking omen, she gave me her favorite ring, and then she dumped me two weeks later.
After that, it started becoming a trend, dated another girl, the best girl ever, we went to shows all the time together, she would come and see me play, we listened to records, bestest girl friend, and girlfriend EVER. I still love that girl to this day even though she probably hates me still, but in hindsight I had alot to do with it, because i'm an idiot.
So she likes my ring alot, and wants to do the same thing, female jealousy of course. pulls off her favorite ring and sticks it on my necklace.. a month later she was gone.
The trend just goes ON and ON, and never stops. it's almost an institution.
Why don't I throw them away? Why do I keep symbols of my emo pain around my neck? because i'm a sap, and the memories trapped within make them priceless to me.
Now somebody else says to me tonight "you know, the only reason I would date you is so I could add to your collection"
how mean is that?