Even if ya'll have been through shit more or less as bad as I have, I'm still not an emo. And here are the reasons why:
1. Emos cry over stupid shit. (I may whine and moan, but I haven't had a single tear drop from my eye in years)
2. Emos listen to shit like Bullet for my Valentine and My Chemical Romance (I'm not interested in that faggotry)
3. Emos usually wear all black clothing. (I don't give a damn about my clothes as long as they are comfortable and not torn up)
4. Emos sometimes wear black eyeliner. (I don't like shit in my eyes)
5. Emos have friends. (I have no friends... at least not IRL)
6. Emos slit their wrists or become suicidal over stupid shit. (I have never considered slitting my wrist or hanging myself)
7. Emos don't know how good they have it in life.
I fit none of them. So there you go, I am NOT emo.
OK you "proved" your point, you're not an emo.
What you are, however, is your own unique snowflake of suck.