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                <title>You know where you are? You're in the Jungle, baby</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 08 Aug 2009 15:22:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You're gonna die!<br /><br /><br /><br />That's how I felt going to freakin' St. Louis this past sunday. I tell you, I have had very, VERY few cities scare the hell out of me, but I'm fucking TERRIFIED of STL. Too. Many. Fucking. People. Seriously. All you people overseas who have never seen the U.S., or all of you people here in America who have never been, You're freaking lucky. It's too fucking big. Too many people. Too fucking scary.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Lil-Emo-Crow</author>
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                <title>The most loneliest day of my life....</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2009 00:38:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have totally fucked up. I've been dwelling too much in the past to the point where I feel like I've hurt my lover. I didn't want to, but I think I did. I hate myself. I hate Dillon. I hate Katie. I hate them. But I love Aaron. I really do. I have a lot of other stuff to worry about. Like trying to play the bass guitar with a sprained-ass wrist. I thank Harley profusely for opening my eyes to my own stupidity. So,<br /><br />So long and good night, past. You have served me well and hurt me, but in the end, I will always keep getting stronger. <br /><br /><br />And Dillon, If you ever read this, I hope you're happy. Because I am. <br /><br /><br /><br />And you're an asshole...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Lil-Emo-Crow</author>
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                <title>I love my Dad!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2009 20:23:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, so. <br /><br /><br /><br />My mom and Dad FINALLY got their tax return money on their card and then took my sister out to the mall. Well, the card didn't work but my dad bought my sister her bright pink and neon green Converse anyway. Why my sister wanted Converse, I have no freaking idea.<br /><br /><br />Anyway<br /><br /><br />So, like three days later, after mom and Dad have already raised hell with the tax people for the card, Mom and Dad take Kelly AND me to the mall,<br /><br /><br />Well,<br /><br />We checked almost every store that Kelly said had my shoes and couldn't find them in my size, so we went to Lady Foot Locker and found them. So, I had the Chucks I wanted got to checkout, and my whole family is holding their breath.<br /><br />Then the lady is all like "Well, your card has been approved", and my mom and dad both sigh with relief and I went out into the mall to put on my BRAND NEW BLACK/WHITE AUTHENTIC CHUCK TAYLORS!!!!<br /><br /><br />That's right, people. I said it.<br /><br />THE CROW HAS HER VERY OWN CONVERSE!!!!<br /><br /><br />And is loving it.<br /><br /><br />So then, yesterday, while I was at Amtgard (look it up), my mom, dad, and Kelly went and got me two new tanktops, one black, one grey. AND two more pairs of my earlier addictions, skinny jeans! One is Royal Blue (my fave) and the other is a real sexy pink. <br /><br /><br />They look amazing with my chucks.<br /><br /><br />Well, I gotta go. Gotta go to school in the morning and I have a psychiatrist appointment tomorrow<br /><br /><br /><br />So Long And Goodnight<br /><br /><br /><br />OH!<br /><br /><br />Read the Watchmen, the comic. If you don't, I might cry. Please?<br /><br /><br />It will make the movie seem like crap<br /><br /><br />READ IT PEOPLE! SUPPORT COMIC BOOKS!<br /><br />RORSCHACH IS MY HOMEBOY!<br /><br /><br /><br />                xoxo<br />                  the Crow<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Lil-Emo-Crow</author>
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                <title>FUCK YES!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2009 23:31:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Over 1,000 Pageviews!!!!!!!<br /><br /><br /><br />I feel so loved!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Keep checking me out and tell all your friends 'bout meh!<br /><br /><br />I L<3VE YOU ALL!!<br /><br /><br />xoxo<br /><br />the Crow<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I shall title this...nothing.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 31 Jan 2009 21:45:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ *sigh*<br /><br />----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Love of my life, you've hurt me<br />You've broken my heart, and now you leave me<br />Love of my life, can't you see... <br />Bring it back, bring it back, don't take it away from me<br />Because you don't know, what it means to me <br /><br />Love of my life, don't leave me <br />You've taken my love, you now desert me<br />Love of my life can't you see... <br />Bring it back bring it back, don't take it away from me<br />Because you don't know, what it means to me <br />You will remember, when this is blown over <br />And everything's all by the way <br />When I grow older I will be there at your side to remind you<br />How I still love you [I still love you]<br /><br />Back hurry back, please bring it back home to me<br />Because you don't know, what it means to me <br />Love of my life, Love of my life<br /><br /><br />----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Well, as of earlier, I am no longer "in a relationship". The good Lord has informed my sweet prince that I am not the best that he could have. But he does still love me, even though he knows that he has to kill those feelings to be able to date again without any regrets. And that just kills me more. I love him. I always will love him. The thought of him being with another woman is just... it hurts. It hurts so much. Because we told each other that we were going to be together forever. That we would be married. While I love the Lord and I do abide by his judgement,  for some odd reason, I can't help but think that this might be his way of telling me he just doesn't want to be tied down. He is still my best friend and he always will be but I wanted so much to be the woman that the Lord wanted him to be with. And just to top it off, two weeks from Valentine's Day, or as I will now call it, The Valentine's Day Massacre. I can't think. I feel sick. I feel as though someone has taken the still-beating heart out of my chest and put it inside of a paper shredder, followed by sewing the bits back together, and repeating the process. I don't want to destroy those feelings. I want to spend the rest of my life with him. I want to be his, forever. And I can't do that. And it's killing me. I don't want to move on. I don't want to date anyone but him. I don't want anyone BUT him. I don't want to deal with this. I just want him and I to be right for each other. And like a typical guy, he's gonna date again. Because that's what he said he'd do. I know for a fact that he'll never find a girl like me. And I'm glad. But I want him to be happy, even if it isn't with me. I would much rather prove that I can make him happier than almost any other girl out there. I don't want to sound vain by that but that's just how I feel. <br /><br />I love him<br /><br />I always will<br /><br />And I'm sorry if that hurts him, but I can't get rid of these feelings.<br /><br />xoxo<br />the fucking crow<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I have something to tell....</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 02 Jan 2009 20:01:06 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I LOVE STEPHEN LOGAN IRWIN!!<br /><br />ilovehim<br />ilovehim<br />ilovehim<br />ilovehim<br />ilovehim<br />ilovehim<br />ilovehim<br />ilovehim<br />I LOVE HIM!!!<br /><br />We are still together after Dillon's stupidity. <br /><br /><br />So yeah...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The end of my rope...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 00:24:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well now, boys and girls. Let's step inside the mind of the Crow to see what's in there today!<br /><br /><br />Loathing, Suffering, Pain, Betrayal, Anger, and a number of other emotions.<br /><br /><br />The day before yesterday, My ex-fiance decided that he going to try and ruin my relationship with the only person in my life who has ever made sense to me. My lover. My life. My everything.My Perfect Prince. My Logan.<br /><br />After that wretch kissed me and told me that I would much rather be better off without my lover, I promptly informed him that he needed to leave after I shoved him away. He left crying and I didn't see him again until last night when he returned my prince's amp. <br /><br />I don't hide anything from Logan. When something is on my mind, he is the first to know. So I told him what Dillon did. And he turned.<br /><br />Never. Ever. Have I ever. In the entire time I have known him. Has he ever. Turned on someone. I witnessed it. For that first time in the entire time that I have known him.<br /><br /><br />And that person was me.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />He flipped. He asked me if I kissed him, if I let him stay, just a lot of really upsetting questions. Even after I told him everything, he told me that we had a 50/50 or a 30/70 percent chance that  we will stay together. Now boys and girls, This man is the love of my life. I would literally die for him. Hell, I'd kill myself if he told me to. Logan is... he's... my life. There isn't a single thing in the world that I love more than him.<br /><br />He told me that he wasn't going to talk to me about this because he is on Christmas vacation and doesn't want this to ruin it. But also, I get compared to his firecrotch ex-fiance who fucked the guy that Logan was friends with. I made one mistake in my judgement on my ex and now I'm going to lose the man of my dreams, the man I've been planning to marry since I met him, (figuratively speaking), because he's paranoid and I'm showing signs of being just like her! I would do ANYTHING for Logan, all he has to do is say the word. And this is, by far, the most devastating portion of my young life. <br /><br /><br />I can't lose him. I love him. I'd would never. ever. EVER. do ANYTHING. To jepordize my relationship with him. <br /><br />Lacie (his ex) is a skank. She had no respect for him. I have showed Logan what REAL love is like and I have tried my hardest to show him just how perfect he is. <br /><br />I love Logan, more than anything in this world. I love God, who has helped me through a lot.<br /><br />but he sent me Logan. The man I want to marry. Please God, Please don't take my beautiful prince away from me.<br /><br />I love him.<br /><br />Always<br /><br />This is killing me.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Lil-Emo-Crow</author>
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                <title>Dood...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 29 Sep 2008 08:28:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ .<a>I am Ray Toro in dA\'s Celebrities Crew!</a><br /><br /><br />I GOT TOROed!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Lil-Emo-Crow</author>
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                <title>whisper (or my life with stephen_)</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 12:44:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, I know I haven't been on in a very long time and since then I lost a fiance but gained the best guy I could ever dream of. Every time I think about him, my heart does backflips. He is the coolest guy EVER! I thought that dating so soon after a bad relationship would kill me, but Logan is everything I have ever wanted in a guy for all of my almost 18 years of existance. He wants to move to NYC and I can honestly picture myself following him. I can see myself married to him. WE'VE ONLY BEEN TOGETHER FOR TWO WEEKS! I so don't care. I love him more than any and everything. Logan, honey, If you're reading this, I love you always!<br /><br /><br /><br />                                  XOXO<br />                  the (possible) future Nancy Irwin<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Lil-Emo-Crow</author>
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                <title>My ability as an artist...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 25 Jan 2008 11:57:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ *sigh* Yesterday, I had an emotional breakdown at my school over something that some of my friends think is not a big deal. I cannot stand how HORRIBLE my art is. My darling Dillon (my soon-to-be husband) tried to explain to me (after I threw my sketchbook in the trash) that my art isn't that bad. When I explained to him that I have INSANE standards for EVERYTHING that I do, he told me not to worry and just keep practicing and I'll get better eventually. I know I shouldn't whine because people can draw better than me, and they've been drawing for, like, their whole lives, and I'm just this overzealous 17-year-old douchbag who can't draw as well as she'd like because she keeps making excuses like "I have too much stuff to deal with right now" or "I'm too busy with [insert item here] to draw right now". I've come to the sad, strange fact that I just don't want to put forth the effort to make my work look decent. I don't want to admit that I am a lazy artist but it's the truth, I guess. I have to make myself better by MAKING the time to draw. And, maybe, if I'm lucky, my drawing won't suck as bad. When one looks up to such unknown (and awesome) artists like Gerard Way, H. R. Geiger, and Alex Pardee, one tends to realize that it's going to take a VERY long time to get that good. My parents couldn't care less about what I do in my life right now and I have come to think that, even though I have, like, four months of school left and then I'll graduate, I should just drop out, get a part-time job, and draw at every given chance I have! My Dillon won't be pleased but I have to do what I think is right for my future. Well, "our" future, considering either 29 August 2010 or 31 October 2010 will be our wedding day and after that, ALL of my problems fall on the both of us, so, yeah. I'll end my rant there!<br /><br /><br /><br />xoxo<br />~gabriael_pierce~<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Lil-Emo-Crow</author>
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                <title>Life?</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 26 Oct 2007 12:30:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ As I age, I realize exactly what a cruel and pathetic place the world truly is. At only 17 years of age, and being raised in a not-so-loving household, I feel numb to the everyday promblems and associations in the world. Politicians, doctors, lawyers, psychologists, therapists, just about everyone, untrustworthy and vile. Now, realizing also that I attend the WORST high school in my city also leads me to believe that I really didn't choose this life, But my beautiful friend Masao seems to disagree ( "When we died in our past life, we waited for an opening in this life, a place where we can enter, be and do the same things over and over again, and then, eventually, die and do it all over again" was what he said. Not exactly word for word, but, you get the picture). Even life AFTER high school haunts me. Once I graduate, I'll be the first person in my family (since my deceased grandmother) to graduate from high school. THEN, I'll be the first person in my entire family liniage to go to college. That's going to be fun! And it's always so interesting when someone sees a hopeless, Emo-kid (like me) typing a journal entry (like this) and realizing that this generation is oh, so, fucked if people like me decide to take government jobs, or even vote! The world really is going to hell. No. Let me take that back. This is hell. So, look around you. Everyone you see is your hellmate. They are just like you, pathetic, cold and all alone. Because in the end, we are alone. And your friends, your family, your money, all of it. worthless. Just accept defeat, sit back, open a beer (if you're underage, like me, Diet Coke works just as well), and await the apocalypse!<br />
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        xoxo  <br />
            Dante<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Lil-Emo-Crow</author>
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