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                <title>Twist that blade</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 06 May 2006 22:26:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yep...<br />
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Fuck. ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>Its a comfort to know..</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Apr 2006 05:55:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ When you're singing the hit the rude blues, that anywhere else you could possibly go after New York would be!...A pleasure cruise..<br />
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<br />
::yawns::<br />
<br />
Like your dead girlfriend, only when you smile but I'm sure I've seen you somewhere else..<br />
<br />
The heart may freeze, or it may burn, the pain will ease, if I can learn, there is no future, there is no past I live this moment as my last! theres only us, theres only this, forget regret all life is yours to miss..<br />
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No Day but today..<br />
<br />
Tana..<br />
<br />
I wanted you to know..that..We made a big big big big big big big big big big big big big big big big big big(after awhile you just get a rythm down)big(fucked it up)<br />
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<br />
I totally forgot where I was going with this..I think this is the first journal entry that I have  done microsoft word free..<br />
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This is all in DA<br />
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DA<br />
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DA<br />
DA<br />
DA<br />
DA<br />
DA<br />
DA<br />
DA<br />
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Its a comfort to know..when your singing the hit the road blues..<br />
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"New york City," "Uh-huh" "Center of the Universe" "Sing it girl," "Times are Shitty, but I'm pretty sure they cant get worse, Its a pleasure to know, when you're singing the hit the road blues, that anywhere else you could possibly go after new york would be..a pleasure cruise"<br />
<br />
"Now your talking.."<br />
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I wish they all could be california boys. ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>Here's Honesty For Ya.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 Mar 2006 06:15:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I think most of you are fucking retarded.<br />
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<br />
all in your own unique way.<br />
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<br />
I cut my Damn finger.<br />
<br />
And got the blood all over my english Paper.<br />
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<br />
"HERE'S THE FUCKING PAPER!!!"~I say sweetly to my teacher, as I take her blood for mine.<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sarcasticclap.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":sarcasticclap:" title="Oh yeah. Yay. Good for you." />  <br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sarcasticclap.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":sarcasticclap:" title="Oh yeah. Yay. Good for you." />  <br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sarcasticclap.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":sarcasticclap:" title="Oh yeah. Yay. Good for you." />  <br />
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Go me. I'm done 1002 words <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
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I go above and beyond.<br />
<br />
I want my finger to stop bleeding really.<br />
<br />
And Now..I'm just sitting here..I should leave...<br />
<br />
And I'm not wearing underwear..<br />
<br />
Just kidding...<br />
<br />
<br />
Or am I?<br />
<br />
No no but seriously I'm not.<br />
<br />
Bye. ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>My God</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 Mar 2006 07:54:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I worked diligently in english today <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>Bashing Dyer.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 17 Mar 2006 06:29:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I need a belt. Thats my opening statement for this argument. Damnit my pants keep falling down. Whoa! Damnit is not a word. Now I will continue to say it. Damnit damnit damnit, and the first person to leave me a comment saying Janet eats it. You fuckers. I totally called that didnt I bitches? Ha ha ha. I suppose to be writing my paper. I am doing the bare minimum to get an A in this class. Class..rhymes with ass. And Sass. Which is my bosss name. but we call her Frasshole. Her real name is Sasha. F-R-asshole. Thats her. Boss bossBoss. Got my new cellular phone. It kicks a lot of ass. I saw Angela Acosta get her effing eyebrow pierced yesterday. That was kick ass. Makes me wanna do it. But I dont think itll happen. Ill never get a job if I did  that. Not like I need one. What I need is to finally make my way too..New York. Manhattan..thats where I need to be. For so many reasons. One of course is-insert his name here- ::swoons:: Anywho. Patrick Wislon..prepared to be raped. Emmy..you will die..Gerry..Why arent you returning my phone calls??? Its fine..Its fine. I wouldnt call me either. Though Now I can. Because I have 2 phones. And I am about the most retarded person ever. Thats me. Retardo the clown. I have big feet and everything. Aye Papi! That was random as hell wasnt it? Do yous guys remember that song that will smith did? The Im coming to Miami, or going..something to that extent? I do. I remember it well. I have the tune in my head and damnit I will sleep with you Brad Pitt. Kyle. Thats a fun word to say. Everyone : Kyle. Tana..T-A-N-ATANA! Dyer.Means..excuse me while I refer to the dictionary. Dyers not a real name.<br />
<br />
<br />
According to Dictionary.com : dyer	<br />
n : someone whose job is to dye cloth<br />
Boom Baby. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
<br />
Love you..<br />
<br />
Here! Heres the meaning for all of our names ready?<br />
<br />
Starting with me.<br />
<br />
Mandy:<br />
Primarily Female.<br />
Origins: Latin<br />
worthy of love<br />
<br />
Tana:<br />
Primarily Female<br />
Origins: Slavic<br />
Fairy Queen<br />
<br />
Eric:<br />
Primarily Male<br />
Origins: Scandinavian<br />
honorable ruler<br />
<br />
Kyle:<br />
Used for both generous.<br />
Origins: Celtic/Gaelic <br />
Narrow Land., Handsome<br />
<br />
Dyer:<br />
Primarily: ONE!<br />
Origins: That of one who dyes.<br />
One who dyes cloth<br />
<br />
<br />
Poor Dyer. This was a bash you entry.<br />
<br />
<br />
Love you <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>One Subject that we should not have to take in sch</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 Mar 2006 06:38:56 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Alright, another random, I am sitting my ass in English and she wants us typing the whole fucking class period journal entry. So..I have my little word document opened and Im type type typing, my little fingers away. Actually my fingers are hardly little. I have..Big hands..So I must wear big gloves. Ah thank you. Wow. I am completely retarded. I wish that a certain nameless boy :coughinghacking:mack:againwiththecougingandhacking: would pay attention to me. Does anyone object to the running around of topless girls who are simply trying to get someonesattention? HMM??? NO! you say nothing I answer for you. WOW! My paper is celebrating Christmas or something. Red here green there. You fool! Dont you know that Im should have an apostrophe? Look you see! Damn you and such! you will note there are no errors in the sentence that the computer yells. Its fine..You know..fuck you computer. Fuck you Microsoft Word and everything you represent..such as..English Papers. I HATE English. We speak the freaking languagelet it go. Just let it go. I cannot stress this enough, and I would put it in italics but then it would just go away when I finally post this on DA. Oh well. Im hungry. I want..something thats not fucking Chinese food. I have eaten Chinese food for likeEVER. And im tired of it. Oh snap..And shes gone okay. That was a close call. My English teacher walked by.<br />
<br />
::me whistling acting like Im not venting on this fucking thing.::<br />
<br />
<br />
She interrupted me. Can you believe it? And for what? In text citations. I will seriously pay someone $100 to write this damn paper for me. Anyone.  Even Kyle.<br />
<br />
I forgot what I was rambling about. Damn her. Damn her and her old person trying to be young ways. Technically..<br />
<br />
Okay..<br />
<br />
Tana. I got to see Elijahs pictures, And All I have to say isHot Damn.<br />
<br />
Later.<br />
<br />
Me. ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>I've run out of catchy things to name my journals.</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/8118898/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 Mar 2006 06:40:22 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oh well<br />
<br />
I am bored out of my mind, chilling in class on March 10 2006 at 8:34 in the morning. My teacher didnt show up, and assignment that was due today, is now due monday, and I am pissed. this would've been a freaking awesome time to freaking sleep. I freaking hate this stupid freaking school<br />
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((i said freaking a lot. I'm trying to curse less than an Irish man.))  <br />
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Anywho..i hate school. I bought rent. Its a damn good movie. A damn good one. I keep forgetting to send Renee a picture of my brother to put on her site, as her boyfriend. It'll be funny. <br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
<br />
Anyway..again.<br />
<br />
I get so off topic. You know what I hate more than anything else in this God forsaken universe?<br />
<br />
Monkies.<br />
<br />
They'll throw poo on ya. I swear to you. The next time you go to the flipping zoo, go up the the monkey cage, smile, an opened mouth Grin, wave..and...<br />
<br />
KerSplat. Poo. all over you. <br />
I'm trying so hard to not use emoticons, because I want everyone to prove to me that they can read. Read? Yeah. You fuck-er.....s...Um..Flippers. There we go..<br />
<br />
Need to prove that your not completely illiterate. damn i suck ass at spelling..<br />
<br />
Welp I just blew the cursing thing out of the water.<br />
Fuck.<br />
<br />
Oh well.<br />
<br />
mmkay. Its now 8:38 and I feel Like i've accomplished not shit today, but for some reason or another I have a vague memory of me and Tana at the winn dixie by where her mom use to work. she and I were talking about moving. Fantasy. Pure Fantasy.<br />
<br />
<br />
Okay..8:39.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Bye ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>Early MORNINGS!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 08 Mar 2006 05:58:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Suck a lot of ass. Like they take the whole thing in its mouth and continue to suck!!<br />
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I know I know..You're thinking this is going to be one of those, "Shit here come the random ass Emoticons that she always puts in here"<br />
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Well...<br />
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I dont want to leave you disapointed.<br />
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So here we go!!!!!!!!!<br />
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<a href="http://darkdecember.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/a/darkdecember.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="darkdecember" /></a> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/ninjastar.gif" width="63" height="21" alt=":ninjastar:" title="Shuriken!" />  She is armed with Ninja Star!!! -white-<br />
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<a href="http://ataste4blood.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/t/ataste4blood.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="ataste4blood" /></a> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/k/katana.gif" width="40" height="25" alt=":katana:" title="Fear the katana!" />  She is armed with KATANA!! -black-<br />
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FIGHT!!!! <br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/ninjabattle.gif" width="91" height="23" alt=":ninjabattle:" title="Ninja Battle!" />  <br />
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<a href="http://ataste4blood.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/t/ataste4blood.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="ataste4blood" /></a> <~~ winner!!!!<br />
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<a href="http://nevermorestudios.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/n/e/nevermorestudios.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="nevermorestudios" /></a> ::throws popcorn:: (miss ya Dy-Dy!)<br />
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<a href="http://notwithoutamask.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/n/o/notwithoutamask.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="notwithoutamask" /></a> <~ has to give winner kiss..open mouthed..no matter how drunk I am <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
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<a href="http://deafchildarea.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/e/deafchildarea.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="deafchildarea" /></a> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/ninjaeat.gif" width="50" height="30" alt=":ninjaeat:" title="Ninja... slip away... with hot dog." /> STOP TAKING OUR FOOD!!!<br />
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...<br />
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I need one for <a href="http://astrangerinthenight.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/s/astrangerinthenight.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="astrangerinthenight" /></a><br />
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Here we go...<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/brushteeth.gif" width="27" height="19" alt=":brushteeth:" title="4 out of 5 dentists recommend brushing your teeth!" /> <br />
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Yay!<br />
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I win.<br />
<br />
Sorry. ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>Hey..guess what?</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 Feb 2006 05:58:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ School Sucks Ass..<br />
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Stay HXC ya'll...<br />
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:sigh:<br />
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I need a hero. ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>You know what I like about being me?</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 Feb 2006 06:27:17 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Is that I'm not you!!<br />
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Ha ha ha..<br />
<br />
Just kidding..<br />
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No but seriously.<br />
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Heres some Emoticons:<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/ninjabattle.gif" width="91" height="23" alt=":ninjabattle:" title="Ninja Battle!" /> Me and <a href="http://darkdecember.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/a/darkdecember.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="darkdecember" /></a> duking it out..I'm the black one..I win <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/fork.gif" width="37" height="18" alt=":fork:" title="Stabbed with a Fork!" />  I like to do this to <a href="http://notwithoutamask.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/n/o/notwithoutamask.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="notwithoutamask" /></a> And sometimes we also spoon <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/brushteeth.gif" width="27" height="19" alt=":brushteeth:" title="4 out of 5 dentists recommend brushing your teeth!" /> <~ this is what I forgot to do this morning. Just kidding. I always remember ::smells breath::<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/clap.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":clap:" title="Clap" /> <~ This is what I do when <a href="http://nevermorestudios.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/n/e/nevermorestudios.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="nevermorestudios" /></a> is being really cool...<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/i/ignore.gif" width="26" height="15" alt=":ignore:" title="Ignore" /> this is what I do when he's being dumb..i do that thing more often than not <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bonk.gif" width="38" height="28" alt=":bonk:" title="Bonk" />  <~ Me and <a href="http://deafchildarea.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/e/deafchildarea.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="deafchildarea" /></a> When we work together too much..<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/thumbsup.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":thumbsup:" title="Thumbs Up" />  this is too <a href="http://astrangerinthenight.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/s/astrangerinthenight.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="astrangerinthenight" /></a> for his make out skills<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/drunk.gif" width="25" height="28" alt=":drunk:" title="Drunk" /> <~ this is what I feel like.<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/highfive.gif" width="45" height="20" alt=":highfive:" title="High-five!" />  <~ this is me and <a href="http://darkdecember.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/a/darkdecember.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="darkdecember" /></a> when we get to hang out and make witty remarks.<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cuddle.gif" width="24" height="17" alt=":cuddle:" title="Cuddling up with someone close..." /> I like doing this with <a href="http://astrangerinthenight.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/s/astrangerinthenight.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="astrangerinthenight" /></a><br />
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and this: <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smooch.gif" width="35" height="16" alt=":smooch:" title="Smooooch!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/glomp.gif" width="47" height="20" alt=":glomp:" title="Glomp!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hump.gif" width="27" height="17" alt=":hump:" title="Humpin that leg!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /><br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/y/yawnstretch.gif" width="26" height="19" alt=":yawnstretch:" title="*yawn and stretch*" /> Welp I'm bored..<br />
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And yet I wonder why you guys read this shat.<br />
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Lata. ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>WARNING: Mindless rantings..(Surprising eh?)</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 Feb 2006 07:40:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blahblah.gif" width="37" height="15" alt=":blahblah:" title="You talk too much!" />  <br />
<br />
Same old song, you know, Once upon a time in a magical land with fairies and pixie dust and unicorns that will grant you wishes, and mermaids that flip high into the airblah blah blahYou get it right? Cinderella was treated cruel and her prince came. Sleeping Beauty was locked inside a tower, and had her first kiss stolen from her as she slept in a death like state. Snow White actually died by eating an apple (which goes along with the: An apple a day keeps the doctor away. No joke. Hes afraid hell die if he eats it.Or he wants us to dieah.. Conspiracy theory strikes again.) ha ha ha. Yes..the same old song. I do try to remain busy because of my dizzying intellect. Whoa..I cant believe that was spelled right. Im still thinkingWow. I must need a goodbeating. Thats what I should do is just beat the living shit out of myself so I can realize the harm that I bring to everyoneThis wouldnt be hard for me to do. Bam. There it is. 750 words right? If only I could decide the topic of my analytical essay. And for this essay I willWrite about me. Its the subject I know the least about, and I think it would be oogles of fun! Yay! Another learning experience. This paragraph is simply filled with those damned red and green squiggly lines. Lie red is saying, You dumb bitch! You cant spell worth a damn. And the green lines suggest, This is okaybut Ive got something that will make it better. Cool huh? Yay technology? Sure.. Well praise that instead. There are so many things in here that are lighting up. Fragmented sentence, bad spelling you could use a comma here a period there, and throw in a few..hold on this ones gonna be tough.. apostrophes yep..I spelled it right. Again..I applaud myself. I am the best at everything I do..right? Hold on just a damn minute this is getting on my nerves. Ha! Can you believe it?? Yay is not a word in this little wonderful Microsoft word..but Yaw iswhat the hell is Yaw? MmhmmYaw : to turn around the vertical axis, or to make an aircraft turn in this way. Thats what it is. Again more stupid freakingGah. Okay excuse me once moreI just got an idea for my essay. Ha ha ha.. Gayness is in the dictionaryand everything in the dictionary that says Gay: Merry! Full of life! also has the word dated italicized beside it.<br />
 <br />
Gay: homosexualwow.<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tp.gif" width="22" height="24" alt=":tp:" title="TP" /><br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sarcasticclap.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":sarcasticclap:" title="Oh yeah. Yay. Good for you." /><br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/fork.gif" width="37" height="18" alt=":fork:" title="Stabbed with a Fork!" />  <br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/slyfart.gif" width="33" height="15" alt=":slyfart:" title="*poot*" />  <br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/ninjameditate.gif" width="22" height="24" alt=":meditate:" title="Ninja meditate before battle..." />  <br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/comfort.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":cling:" title="Comfort me." /><br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/m/matrixfight.gif" width="91" height="23" alt=":matrixfight:" title="Do not try and bend the spoon ..." />  <br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/spank.gif" width="28" height="20" alt=":spank:" title="A good spanking..." /><br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nana.gif" width="37" height="22" alt=":nana:" title="Nana, look what I have and you dont!" />  <br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/teleport.gif" width="65" height="25" alt=":teleport:" title="Ninja teleport" />  <br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/petting.gif" width="35" height="15" alt=":petting:" title="Petting is sensual!" />  <br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cuddle.gif" width="24" height="17" alt=":cuddle:" title="Cuddling up with someone close..." /><br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/faint.gif" width="18" height="17" alt=":faint:" title="I think I've fainted." />  <br />
<br />
and now for the comic stylings of <a href="http://nevermorestudios.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/n/e/nevermorestudios.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="nevermorestudios" /></a><br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bye.gif" width="25" height="16" alt=":bye:" title="Bye" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>Wanna know something?</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/7853227/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2006 05:59:19 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've fooled you all...<br />
<br />
Were not really pirates.<br />
<br />
Isnt that cool?<br />
<br />
<br />
No?<br />
<br />
<br />
Okay..<br />
<br />
Well no addition to the crew..<br />
<br />
Lets see if I can do this right...<br />
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<br />
<br />
<a href="http://nevermorestudios.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/n/e/nevermorestudios.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="nevermorestudios" /></a><br />
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<br />
Arg! Welcome aboard me ship Dyer! ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>PIRATES!</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/7656073/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 20 Jan 2006 09:28:17 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Thats it...<br />
<br />
Just that.<br />
<br />
<br />
Pirates.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/v/voodoo-prophet.gif" width="23" height="20" alt=":voodoo-prophet:" title="Voodoo-Prophet" />  <br />
<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sneeze.gif" width="25" height="16" alt=":sneeze:" title="Ah... ahh.. ACHOO!" />  <br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/z/zombie.gif" width="19" height="19" alt=":zombie:" title="Braaaaains..." />  <i love the worm<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" /><br />
<br />
<a href="http://astrangerinthenight.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/s/astrangerinthenight.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="astrangerinthenight" /></a><br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/pirate.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":pirate:" title="Pirate" /><br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/batman.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":batman:" title="Batman" />  <br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tmnt1.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":tmnt1:" title="Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" />  <br />
<a href="http://deafchildarea.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/e/deafchildarea.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="deafchildarea" /></a><br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tmnt2.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":tmnt2:" title="Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" />  <br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tmnt3.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":tmnt3:" title="Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" /><br />
<a href="http://notwithoutamask.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/n/o/notwithoutamask.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="notwithoutamask" /></a><br />
  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tmnt4.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":tmnt4:" title="Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" />  <br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/spidey.gif" width="17" height="20" alt=":spidey:" title="Spidey" />  <br />
<a href="http://darkdecember.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/a/darkdecember.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="darkdecember" /></a><br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/pee.gif" width="45" height="15" alt=":pee:" title="This message sponsored, in part, by: PEE!" />  <br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/analprobestare.gif" width="47" height="20" alt=":analprobestare:" title="..." />  <br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/analprobe.gif" width="43" height="27" alt=":analprobe:" title="Ow! I'm being anally probed!" /><br />
<br />
<br />
Thats my crew...<br />
<br />
they have no choice.<br />
<br />
I have claimed them<br />
<br />
<br />
So there <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>Aint it funny...</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/7492975/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jan 2006 20:38:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I went to the doctor again today...<br />
<br />
<br />
I went to the hospital on the 25th, and they gave me something for the swelling in my throat. Turns out the something they gave me made it a lot worse. Mainly because they gave me steroids and it caused my immune system to weaken. So Now I'm worse. It really sucks.<br />
<br />
I cant go to work...<br />
<br />
Which sucks.<br />
<br />
<br />
And now they gave me medicine that keeps me deydrated...I throw up everything...Even water.<br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/pills.gif" width="42" height="17" alt=":pills:" title="Pills" /><br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/z/zombie.gif" width="19" height="19" alt=":zombie:" title="Braaaaains..." /><br />
<br />
I want to die. ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>*gasp*</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/7402217/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2005 11:07:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This trip sucks.<br />
<br />
I thought we would leave in the afternoon so i could bring my computer to shannon and get my paycheck..<br />
<br />
<br />
Nope. 4 a.m.<br />
<br />
And I didnt sleep at all..<br />
<br />
Here it is day 2 and everything is getting on my nerves. Especially the dogs. My cat is awesome my dogs suck<br />
<br />
Unfortunately for me I now have the flu..So I get up, pee and go back to sleep. I am not digging this...<br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/z/zombie.gif" width="19" height="19" alt=":zombie:" title="Braaaaains..." />  <~ Thats me by morning.<br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/pills.gif" width="42" height="17" alt=":pills:" title="Pills" /><br />
<br />
Good night ya'll I'm sleeping again. ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>Sometimes it seems...</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/7253328/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2005 06:44:13 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Want to know what pisses me off more than anything in this relam of ours??? PEOPLE THAT BITCH ABOUT HAVING NO FUCKING MONEY AND THEN TAKE OFF WORK 5 DAYS IN A ROW!!<br />
<br />
<br />
I'm tired of it. Dont bitch about being broke and then dont go to work because you dont "feel like it" Who fucking cares! I dont feel like going into work either but i need money. And I'm trying to prove to our X-Assman That I'm not lazy. I'm not. I did more fucking work in the first 3 weeks then he's done since he started working there.<br />
<br />
Fuck you guys.<br />
<br />
<br />
I'm out like shout.<br />
<br />
<br />
Eric...<br />
<br />
I have a confession.<br />
<br />
<br />
Call me to learn my secret. ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/7236312/</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2005 08:15:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ thats what this is...A Devious Journal Entry...<br />
<br />
<br />
I have a math test today. Wish me luck...<br />
<br />
<br />
I think I maybe failing the class...I dont know How I'm doing that...I was doing so we...But come to find out I guess I'm not. Unless I was looking at the class average...<br />
<br />
<br />
I really miss the old Eric. I think he's acting weird..<br />
<br />
And I have a confession.<br />
<br />
<br />
I hate you all...<br />
<br />
<br />
I'm just really pissed off, and the nagging doesnt make things better.<br />
<br />
<br />
So leave me alone with my Eric.<br />
<br />
And he and I will sit in a room and suck each others thumbs while acting like babies.<br />
<br />
Thats what I want.<br />
<br />
<br />
And <a href="http://astrangerinthenight.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/s/astrangerinthenight.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="astrangerinthenight" /></a> Sorry. <br />
<br />
<br />
I dont mean any of this towards you<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>Keep your eyes open</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/7228334/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 05 Dec 2005 11:22:17 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Everyones going to be in for a rude awakening when I post my next story...<br />
<br />
Its the hard cold truth.<br />
<br />
No sugar coating it.<br />
<br />
I'm just tired of being nice...<br />
<br />
<br />
Except to Kyle.<br />
<br />
He's Irish.<br />
<br />
Thats hot.<br />
<br />
<br />
<a href="http://ataste4blood.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/t/ataste4blood.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="ataste4blood" /></a> ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>Tell me your secret Timmy Turner</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/7112836/</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 22 Nov 2005 09:27:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Saying good byes really hurt...<br />
<br />
But sometimes I wonder why they dont..<br />
<br />
Wouldnt you think that after a long lasting friendship dies that at least one would be hurt?<br />
<br />
I guess not.<br />
<br />
Frustration tends to get the better of everyone..No matter who you are.<br />
<br />
I'm actually counting on no one reading this..<br />
<br />
But with my luck you are.<br />
<br />
Might as well keep it entertaining.<br />
<br />
I hate to see people fight, but I prefer it better when people that are in the wrong, confess that they are wrong.<br />
<br />
They should.<br />
<br />
Pride is a deadly sin.<br />
<br />
dont let it get the better of you...<br />
<br />
Its DEADLY.<br />
<br />
Oh well.<br />
<br />
Hopefully someone will read inbetween the lines...<br />
<br />
I think I'll go carve my name in the principals bench, out side of his office..<br />
<br />
The memory of me goes on..<br />
<br />
<br />
<a href="http://ataste4blood.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/t/ataste4blood.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="ataste4blood" /></a> ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>I rocked New York</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/7044691/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2005 12:18:05 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeah...<br />
<br />
<br />
I went to new york, Whats it to ya?<br />
<br />
<br />
I had fun.<br />
<br />
<br />
It was cool...<br />
<br />
People were rushed and exhausted by their own pace. The buildings were tall and quite a site to see. The lights lit up the whole town, and the people never knew how to sleep. I found love there, and a new longing. But still my heart is broken by the loss of my Phantom...<br />
<br />
<br />
Dear Sweet guy who played phantom on Broadway...<br />
<br />
<br />
I will always donate stuff when you tell me too...<br />
<br />
<br />
You are my angel of music...<br />
<br />
And i will never defy you.<br />
<br />
PHANTOM!<br />
<br />
<br />
Me. ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>I'm Pregnant!</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/6881033/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 Oct 2005 10:12:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Now That I've got your attention!!!!<br />
<br />
<br />
well I've been thinking and we all know how dangerous that is right? Well I was talking to a dear friend of mine about a certain thing and he said this unto me,"Why should they be mad at you, when they didnt hold up their end of the bargain."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Have you ever noticed that? Like for instance, your home and your cleaning your room because your mom said shes going to bring home dinner, and a scary movie like you've been wanting all week long, Then she comes home, and BAM! nothing...but shes mad at you because your not done cleaning your room.<br />
<br />
<br />
WTF!?! Motivation perhaps?<br />
<br />
<br />
thats not the real reason for this rant...<br />
<br />
<br />
Another thing i hate is when people tell you "DONT DO THAT!!!" And then they go and do it.<br />
<br />
<br />
Like for example: A girl is sitting at home with a blade in her hand and a bleeding wrist. She goes home and talks to her bestfriend, and he says, "WTF!?! Dont do that! Trust me! I've been down that road! I'm older than you i know what im talking about!!! -blah blah blah-"<br />
<br />
<br />
And then one day he finds himself really upset, and pulls out his trusty blade, and -slice-<br />
<br />
<br />
WTF!!<br />
<br />
<br />
you know what really grinds my gears??<br />
<br />
That who evers reading this probably really thanks im pregnant...<br />
<br />
<br />
I'm not...<br />
<br />
<br />
I still havent "lost my 'V-chip'"<br />
<br />
<br />
So thbpt to you morons out there...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Kyle thanks for the song! I could fall for a guy like you!<br />
<br />
<br />
Tana! Your welcome for the song!<br />
<br />
<br />
Eric! Stop being a tard!<br />
<br />
<br />
Shannon! Two Words! :"Antonio Banderas!"<br />
<br />
<br />
If your cool then you'll get the inside joke..<br />
<br />
<br />
which makes only one of you...<br />
<br />
<br />
<a href="http://phantom-phans-unite.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/h/phantom-phans-unite.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="phantom-phans-unite" /></a> <join or die!!!<br />
<br />
I think i may be done..who knows with me tho eh?<br />
<br />
<br />
...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Yep.<br />
Thats it.<br />
<br />
I was going to go on but I totally forgot what i was going to say!! The Antonio Banderas thing really threw me for a loop...its funny.<br />
<br />
Any way<br />
<br />
I leave you with this!!!<br />
<br />
<br />
ERIC WOULD LOOK HOT WITH PORCELIN WHITE SKIN A PINK DRESS BLUE EYES AND SHIRLEY TEMPLE BLONDE CURLY HAIR!!! Because he's a bitch like that..<br />
<br />
<br />
Lestat Rocks my world...<br />
<br />
<br />
And Louis Okay too...<br />
<br />
<br />
Im out.<br />
<br />
Mandy<br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/roseblack.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":blackrose:" title="Black Rose" /> for giggles...<br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/j/jedi.gif" width="50" height="20" alt=":jedi:" title="Use the force!" /> more laughter!<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/stormtrooper.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":stormtrooper:" title="Stormtrooper" /> still...laughter. ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/6791103/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 17 Oct 2005 11:06:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ How is it possible that I've never really felt fat...<br />
<br />
<br />
I mean yeah I was no tooth pick, but i wasnt fat either! <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
But according to my pant size, shirt size, and bra size, I am fat.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Because of the steroetype America sets for us.  <br />
<br />
<br />
I think everyone should Feel very comfortable in their own skin. <br />
<br />
<br />
I love watching television specials on eating disorders, and all of the stick thin super stars, sit up there, with their perfectly  sculpted bodies, and their strict diets, telling us that we should be comfortable with our bodies, and that they know how it is and how to feel when your ugly....<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Thats cute...<br />
<br />
<br />
Sorry.<br />
<br />
<br />
My mom  told me I looked fat..er.   <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Me...<br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/i/invisible.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":invisible:" title="Invisible" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>Or Else!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 13 Oct 2005 10:12:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay Tana and I made a wicked cool club! and you all should join!<br />
<br />
<br />
Or else!!!<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<a href="http://phantom-phans-unite.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/h/phantom-phans-unite.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="phantom-phans-unite" /></a><br />
<br />
<br />
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Love,<br />
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<br />
<br />
Mandy ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>Romance</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 09 Oct 2005 23:51:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Alright Lets see what I want in my life...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
People to be gone again...<br />
<br />
<br />
Its nice for them to drop by again...<br />
<br />
<br />
But I wanted him out of my life...<br />
<br />
<br />
And  now hes back.  Asking me to be with him, just one last time...<br />
<br />
<br />
But I cant...<br />
<br />
<br />
I've missed him so much...<br />
<br />
<br />
And I wanted him back in my life...<br />
<br />
<br />
But I need out again..<br />
<br />
<br />
:tear:<br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
OH AND JOIN THIS CLUB!!!  <a href="http://phantom-phans-unite.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/h/phantom-phans-unite.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="phantom-phans-unite" /></a>  or else<br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/j/jedi.gif" width="50" height="20" alt=":jedi:" title="Use the force!" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>im not okay...</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/6629451/</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2005 21:07:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say<br />
I never want to let you down or have you go<br />
It's better off this way<br />
For all the dirty looks<br />
The photographs your boyfriend took<br />
Remember when you broke your foot <br />
From jumping out the second floor<br />
<br />
I'm not okay<br />
I'm not okay<br />
I'm not okay<br />
You wear me out<br />
<br />
What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems<br />
(I'm not okay)<br />
I've told you time and time again<br />
You sing the words but don't know what it means<br />
To be a joke and look<br />
Another line without a hook<br />
I held you close as we both shook for the last time<br />
Take a good hard look<br />
<br />
I'm not okay<br />
I'm not okay<br />
I'm not okay<br />
You wear me out<br />
<br />
Forget about the dirty looks<br />
The photographs your boyfriend took<br />
You said you'd read me like a book<br />
But the pages are all torn and frayed<br />
<br />
I'm okay<br />
I'm okay<br />
I'm okay, now<br />
(I'm okay, now)<br />
<br />
But you really need to listen to me<br />
Because I'm telling you the truth<br />
I mean this, I'm okay<br />
(Trust me)<br />
<br />
I'm not okay<br />
I'm not okay<br />
Well, I'm not okay<br />
I'm not o-fucking-kay<br />
I'm not okay<br />
I'm not okay<br />
(Okay)<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
This is how i really feel today...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
And now a serious of emoticons of what im feeling:<br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleep.gif" width="38" height="22" alt=":sleep:" title="Sleep" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/i/invisible.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":invisible:" title="Invisible" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/pissedoff.gif" width="40" height="20" alt=":pissedoff:" title="I am PISSED OFF!" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/censored.gif" width="34" height="15" alt=":censored:" title="Censored" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/stab.gif" width="24" height="15" alt=":stab:" title="Stabbed in the gut, just like Jack the Ripper!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lonely.gif" width="39" height="18" alt=":lonely:" title="Lonely" /><br />
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<br />
And for giggles: <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/y/yoda.gif" width="40" height="18" alt=":yoda:" title="Yoda" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>After that...</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/6624881/</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2005 11:52:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ After doing a lot of going through my writings...<br />
<br />
<br />
I've felt...loneliness seeping back into my life...<br />
<br />
<br />
Wow...<br />
<br />
<br />
Just wow..<br />
<br />
<br />
Now..<br />
<br />
<br />
I'm really sad...<br />
<br />
<br />
I think im done trying to impress you...<br />
<br />
<br />
I have to keep my promise ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>Broken...</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/6607134/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 Sep 2005 11:35:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I feel Heart broken...<br />
<br />
<br />
I'm tired of people being selfish...<br />
<br />
<br />
once in awhile i want to be selfish...<br />
<br />
I want to talk about me...<br />
<br />
But thats too much to ask...<br />
<br />
"I dont like any of them, but lets talk about them anyway, so i dont have to listen to you."<br />
<br />
It sucks...<br />
<br />
What about my pain?<br />
<br />
I'm tired of hearing about yours.<br />
<br />
But i have to keep my promise.<br />
<br />
I have too...<br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/i/invisible.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":invisible:" title="Invisible" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>New Cell phone number</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/6039845/</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 26 Jul 2005 13:18:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have a new cell phone number<br />
<br />
<br />
hold on...<br />
<br />
<br />
I'll give it to you:<br />
<br />
<br />
832 1792   this is mainly for tanas sake... ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>I dont know anymore</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 29 Jun 2005 21:49:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Its strange. I've been working hard to get this guys attention, and finally i got it. He showed me his tattoo that is in a spot not everyone sees, and hes a cutie, and really sweet, and i thought that i liked him, but someone else has gotten my attention lately. And I feel bad... I just stare at him. He's so mysterious, and He knew my name before i gave it to him. Which i dont know what it means. I watch him constantly, and sometimes i catch him looking at me, but i dont know if its because i'm always looking at him, or if he just likes looking at me. And heres the kicker. He's younger than I am. I'm usually more of a "older guy" kinda person, and another thing is, after my play i'll probably never see him again...So why put all this into it eh?  But i cant help it...He's so...mysterious. And that always draws me in. And the other day...<br />
<br />
<br />
Well I guess it doesnt erally matter....<br />
<br />
I'm going to bed now...<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/i/invisible.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":invisible:" title="Invisible" /><br />
<br />
:sad:<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleep.gif" width="38" height="22" alt=":sleep:" title="Sleep" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>WEE!!</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/5785815/</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 28 Jun 2005 21:28:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I got a guys digits. Thats so hot! But 1st hey took mine.<br />
<br />
<br />
Thats so cool<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rose.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rose:" title="Rose" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>For my buddy!!</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/5746093/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 Jun 2005 15:52:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ YAY!! MY BUDDY's BACK FROM CALIFORNIA!!!<br />
<br />
<br />
I have been kinda bored..<br />
<br />
And now i have a new face to hang with.<br />
<br />
this makes me happy.<br />
<br />
I was happy hanging with my other friends too,<br />
<br />
But sometimes they cant always get out of the house.<br />
<br />
For one reason or another.<br />
<br />
Or sometimes its the job.<br />
<br />
but its okay now.<br />
<br />
I love them all....<br />
<br />
And now...<br />
<br />
Nap time...<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleep.gif" width="38" height="22" alt=":sleep:" title="Sleep" /><br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rose.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rose:" title="Rose" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>Victory shall be mine...</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/5724369/</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Jun 2005 14:18:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So! I got to hang out with the object of my affection today. He wanted to have lunch with me. I made shannon come and he made aubery come. I really care about this..."RJ" character. He means the world to me. I would give my left nut to see him one last time. Just once more.<br />
<br />
Good thing for me he said he's going to come back from north carolina to see me in my play...If only i could get michael to come...But no..Oh well<br />
<br />
<br />
Time to get weird:<br />
<br />
So. Here we go. Another day, another person to judge me. I saw the way she looked at me when i asked for the lights. She looks at my ID and mutters "your just a baby." and I say nothing, just think, "Its none of your business anyway." I do it because i love. And i loved him. And he was the last time i was in love.<br />
<br />
<br />
Too bad its all just a dream...<br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/confuse.gif" width="18" height="15" alt=":confused:" title="Confused" /> yeah...me too...<br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rose.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rose:" title="Rose" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>The Talking Phone Book...</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/5581585/</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Jun 2005 16:26:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Interesting enough title. Just interesting enough to catch your attention. Thats good. At least someones reading it. Though I sometimes wonder why ya'll bother. You look at my journal entries and read them with a clueless expression on your face. Then most ask me..."What the hell?" and Its hard enough to explain. One is the loneliest number yes...And Yes You've pissed me off! Stop nagging me...In a dream he will come back for me, but until then these tears are for no one...but damn you...HA! All my lovely lovely Entries wrapped up into those words. And now mindless rambling. Blah blah blah...<br />
<br />
And again...Blah.<br />
<br />
My mood...?<br />
<br />
Blah.<br />
<br />
And all you hear...Blah.<br />
<br />
<br />
Whew...I really went off on that one...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
HELLO CONSTANTINE!!<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/roseblack.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":blackrose:" title="Black Rose" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>Tears for no one...</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/5455709/</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 25 May 2005 08:55:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Thats all it takes.<br />
Just another shove to the side.<br />
Its alright.<br />
I'm use to it.<br />
And Here comes the venting.<br />
Suddenly everyone closes the screen.<br />
Yeah i know.<br />
Let it go already.<br />
I cant.<br />
This time he made me cry.<br />
Its not like he said anything that  really hurt.<br />
Its just...<br />
His actions speak louder than words.<br />
And they cut like the fresh blades of a  blacksmith.<br />
Its okay.<br />
Because he's nobody to me.<br />
<br />
A perfect no one.<br />
<br />
<br />
Who has the power to make me laugh, and  cry...<br />
<br />
The power to make me...want<br />
<br />
So I shed these tears...<br />
<br />
For no one.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Sorry for stealing your name for the  title Jade...<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>Stop it.</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/5433558/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 22 May 2005 21:20:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm so tired...<br />
Tired of people bitching at me.<br />
Judging me.<br />
Tell me to stop doing the things they  do.<br />
"Stop complaining. Its not hard to let  things go."<br />
Bullshit.<br />
Bull-fucking-shit.<br />
Sorry.<br />
That needed to be said.<br />
Stop it.<br />
Just stop it.<br />
Leave me alone.<br />
Dont tell me what i should and shouldnt  do.<br />
Dont tell me I'm dumb, when your the  one tripping over words.<br />
Dont tell me who i can and cant like.<br />
Stop fucking telling me that i vent too  much.<br />
<br />
Fuck you.<br />
You bitch way too much.<br />
Always about someone.<br />
And *News flash* your not always  right...<br />
<br />
Oh and This just in!! You dont always  have to argue with me.<br />
<br />
Fuck you.<br />
<br />
I'm not your messenger anymore...<br />
<br />
Fuck you.  <br />
<br />
Fuck you.<br />
<br />
I once had a dream i was a vampire...<br />
<br />
Then i woke up and started spitting  blood...<br />
<br />
What if it wasnt a dream.<br />
<br />
Stick that in your back pocket and sit  on it...<br />
<br />
Fuck you.<br />
<br />
Fuck you.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/y/yoda.gif" width="40" height="18" alt=":yoda:" title="Yoda" />   there...May the force be with you... ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>In a dream...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 18 May 2005 19:13:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ In a dream indeed. Yes, we pulled an  all nighter you and I. Tho there were  several people there, it only felt like  it was you and I. You smiled, and  flirted with me like you always do.  Throwing popcorn at me, and smashing it  in my hair. We would sit there, two  people apart, and i would watch you,  admiring your every movement, your  every smile. You got up and sat in my  lap, like you were a child again, and  held me. I felt complete. For once in  my life, i had the sense that i  belonged. In your arms... But i know  shes more important that I am, but I  think you may miss me a bit more...<br />
<br />
I'll miss you when your gone.<br />
<br />
I already do, because theres no space  for me in your busy life, and it really  hurts me...<br />
<br />
<br />
Again, its a learn to be lonely  thing...<br />
<br />
Where no one would listen, except him.<br />
<br />
And now he's gone...<br />
<br />
I always manage to find the wanderers.<br />
<br />
Its alright.<br />
<br />
I'll pull through...<br />
<br />
I've done it before...<br />
<br />
Whats to say I cant  do it again?<br />
<br />
Nothing....<br />
<br />
Sometimes it seems<br />
<br />
If i just dream<br />
<br />
Somehow you would be here... ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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          <item>
                <title>WEll...</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/5357296/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 14 May 2005 15:35:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, heres another journal entry...I  really dont have much to say...I  suppose, But words never would escape  me. I can always find something to  say...Like How I've been feeling down  on myself lately. Yes, yes. I  know...All I ever do is feel sorry for  myself. I try not too tho. Sometimes  its just hard. You back yourself into a  corner, where your watching people, and  begining to want what they have. "Oh! I  want her boyfriend!" or "Oh I want her  girlfriend."  Ya know? Its all apart of  being lonley i suppose. But then again  theres that "Your never lonely if your  surrounded by friends." Until your  friends start hooking up with your  other friends, and then your back to  being one. Yep. Just one. And then the  thoughts race back into your  head...:"Whats wrong with me? Am i not  thin enough? Fat enough? Blonde enough?  Cool enough?" Oh no. The world is over  runned by people who only look at you  as a friend. Your just the best friend  any guy/girl could ever possibly want.  And you'll always always be there for  them, and you always have, but they  could never possibly be romantically  interested in you...Dont know why. No  no! Your cute! Very pretty! Its just  theres no...whats the word their  looking for..chemistry...yeah thats it.  Plus wouldnt wanna ruin such a great  friendship...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
By the way...I need a boyfriend....<br />
<br />
<br />
I'm now accepting applications...<br />
<br />
Feel free to apply.<br />
<br />
No experience necessary ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>Left out in the cold.</title>
                <link>http://aTaste4Blood.deviantart.com/journal/5313591/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 09 May 2005 17:28:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes,<br />
I suppose Im not that important.<br />
Not as Important as those people who  swoon over you.<br />
Sorry.<br />
I dont stoop that low.<br />
I have some respect for myself.<br />
Very little, <br />
But some.<br />
I'm sorry If i insulted you<br />
With my questions.<br />
I'm sorry if my eyes burned right  through you.<br />
I'm sorry I dont tell you about every  move you make and how it makes me feel  inside.<br />
Sorry.<br />
Ever so sorry.<br />
I'm terribly sorry<br />
That i dont hang pictures of you all  over my wall.<br />
And I'm sorry I havent seen all that  you've done.<br />
And I'm sorry im not your biggest  admirer.<br />
But I'm not sorry I took the chance.<br />
The chance to show you I am a person.<br />
And I can know you.<br />
Without ignoring the converstation just  to gaze into your eyes.<br />
I can love you,<br />
And Listen.<br />
But you cant Love me.<br />
And Respect.<br />
But thats your loss.<br />
Its not like you need another one of  those girls.<br />
You have plenty.<br />
But there was only one of me.. ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>Speaking of Being lonely...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 09 May 2005 11:16:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Speaking of Being lonely...Learn to be  lonely.  Theres not much you can do.  Being lonely and depressed is something  that comes with the territory..And I  dont want to seem like the typical  cliche person with my "Oh woe is me."  but...I'm ready to take off my  mask...Ready to show the world, who I  am...Ready, But is everyone else? Look  behind my mask and see who I really am.   I'm sure you'll be able to take  it...Everyone can!! Its not ugly pain,  or beauty. Its sadness...Oh well...I  was going to go more into this, but i  got distracted...<br />
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and now All I can think about is you.  You smiling at me, Making me feel  complete...and to you, I've made up  someone in your perfect Image, and fed  them to you, and you believe me. And  always will, because you dont know what  a truly horrible person I am right now.  No one has seen behind my mask...No  one.... ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>No one would listen</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 May 2005 18:05:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ No one would listen <br />
No one but her <br />
Heard as the outcast hears. <br />
<br />
Shamed into solitude <br />
Shunned by the multitude <br />
I learned to listen <br />
In my dark, my heart heard music <br />
<br />
I long to teach the world <br />
Rise up and reach the world <br />
No one would listen <br />
I alone could hear the music <br />
<br />
Then, at last, a voice in the gloom <br />
Seemed to cry "I hear you" <br />
I hear your fears <br />
Your torment and your tears <br />
<br />
She saw my lonliness <br />
Shared in my emptiness <br />
No one would listen <br />
No one but her <br />
Heard as the outcast hears <br />
<br />
No one would listen <br />
No one but her <br />
Heard as the outcast hears...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
                       -The Phantom of  the Opera<br />
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<br />
I know how he feels...<br />
<br />
<br />
Farewell my fallen idol and false  friend. ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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                <title>damn you.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 May 2005 19:55:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Everynight I wet my pillow with the  same tears that i shed for you.  Everynight with a simple glance, you  make me feel worthless. You dont try to  do it. You dont have to try. It just  happens. You say anything to me, and I  feel unclean. Like i dont deserve to  know you. Tho i should be better than  you. Its just, you make me melt inside.  I see you and for a moment I'm happy.  It only tares my heart to watch you  walk away. Again. And again. Its makes  my soul bleed, when you promise  something, then take that promise away  from me. I love you. I have loved you  since i first laid eyes on you. And i  will go on loving you. And i dont know  why. Maybe because, when we're alone  you make me feel desirable, like theres  a reason to live... You touch me, and I  feel my body engulf itself in heat, You  smile, and i die. Your secrets out. Now  everyone will know. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rose.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rose:" title="Rose" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~aTaste4Blood</author>
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