The point is, like Batman at the end of Batman Forever, I’m emo because I choose to be, not because I’m driven to be so. I choose to pretend momentary upsets in my life have earth-shaking ramifications. I choose to [over?]react. I choose to make the epic from the trivial because this is the only life I have, and I have lost some of my faith in the overarching superiority of detachment and perspective.
But don’t you think this way of behaving will lose its luster before long?
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