If you're anything like me, when you get the updates from TimeHop, somewhere after 3 years, it gets really ugly, and not just middle-school-picture ugly. If you go back far enough, you enter into the realm only able to be described as the emo-phase. It was a rough time, and no one understood you. You were unique, like every other racoon-eyed emo kid, just waiting for someone to mend your "broken" heart. If you exhibited any of the following signs, you were an emo kid. Let's squeeze into our skinny jeans and band tees, and take a trip down memory lane, shall we?

1. You would have KILLED to look like this.

You spent hours straightening your hair, bat-combing those roots, hairspray-ing it rock hard. Maybe add some colors, bright green is nice. Add extra eyeliner, please. No wings, just draw around your eye 50 times, we're going for "raccoon chic". There, perfect.

2. You only listened to music that expressed your feelings.

No one could understand your sad, angsty mind like the good fella's from bands like From First to Last and My Chemical Romance. Katy Perry just didn't speak to you like Dashboard Confessional. And don't you dare tell me you don't remember all the words from your favorite emo jam. Remember, we are one and the same.

3.You only wore band tees.

And skinny jeans. To special events, holidays, didn't matter. "What's The Used and why is everyone on your shirt bleeding?", Grandma would ask. You just rolled your eyes. Old people just don't get it.

4. Your bio on social media looked something like this.

On your Myspace, on your Facebook, maybe you rocked a MyYearbook/MeetMe, if you were emo, you most likely talked like this. Because, Rawr means I love you in dinosaur, you know.

5. You probably had a crown

Or a pikachu hat. Or you punched the 3D lenses out of the movie theater glasses you got. We thought this was so cool.

6. You gave yourself a nickname.

Maybe you were dinosaur-related. Or maybe you were Minotaur. Or maybe you were Chicken Little. If you were me, you were all three of these things. I just cringed so hard I knocked myself out.

7. You could have lived at Hot Topic.

You could spend hours in here. And buy a band shirt for 20 dollars, or a sweet studded belt, or some rubbery bracelets. Or some chains. You get the point. This was your go-to shopping destination.

8. Twilight.

Most emo kids lived for Twilight. Bella's dead-pan expression really emulated your feelings. You loved Twilight openly until it was mainstream. Now you love it in private.

9. Picnik helped you edit all your pictures.

Gotta love those hearts. And the nicknames you made up for yourself, see #6. Black and white was good, it showed your darkness. Brought out that dark eyeliner. But also, neon colors, because it's aesthetically pleasing.

10. You cringe when you see the new emo kids emerging.

I see you. I see you with your "Normal People Scare Me" t-shirts. And your weird, vague Instagrams. You might not "rawr" like me. But you're not fooling anyone. But I see me in you, young padawan. You'll look back on your youth and you'll baby barf in your mouth just like me.

11. You find yourself relapsing on your old ways.

You know good and well that when the first few notes of your emo jam come on, you look out the nearest window, and reflect on your old days. You still carry a bit of it around with you. You can catch me some days singing "Miserable at Best" at the top of my lungs. No shame. I know you feel me, emo brethren. Let your rawrs be heard. No one else might understand you, but I sure do.