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                <title>claim to fame</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 Nov 2008 15:17:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The only thing I'm good at is screwing up my life.<br /><br />When bad things happen to good people. This is my own personal proof there is no God. God never did shit for me. <br /><br />I want to fall asleep and wakeup in a year.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>heroes and cowards alike share the same fate</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jun 2008 23:45:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i've been drinking more, smoking more, definitely toking more. writers block. emotional blocks. loneliness. one step forward turns into two steps back.<br /><br />in one way or another:<br /> <br />everyday i am living; everyday i am dying.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>a piece of you for a piece of me</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 18 Jan 2008 08:20:17 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>slowly, but surely i am learning patience.<br />
it's one of my strongest feats in a long time.</b><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>only in new orleans</title>
                <link>http://dissectme.deviantart.com/journal/15656261/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 24 Nov 2007 21:12:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ drinking tea in the dark under a patchwork blanket on an old dusty couch, wishing you were here.<br />
<br />
it's amusing how being in a big city only makes me lonelier.<br />
i have accomplished nothing these past few days. i'm sick of myself.<br />
<br />
same story.<br />
different setting.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>free or dead</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2007 20:42:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ hi. i'm roxy.<br />
and you probably don't know me.<br />
and you probably never will get the chance to.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
my inspiration is dry.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>nineteen</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 18:00:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>I felt you in my legs <br />
Before I even met you<br />
And when I layed beside you <br />
For the first time <br />
I told you <br />
I feel you in my heart, <br />
And I don't even know you <br />
Now we're saying <br />
Bye, bye, bye <br />
Now we're saying <br />
Bye, bye, bye <br />
I was nineteen </i><br />
<b>- T & S</b><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>pale green stars</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 11 Aug 2007 17:39:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ things have been better. things have been worse.<br />
<br />
<br />
i'm tired of falling for all the wrong people.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
i just can't shake this loneliness. <br />
i'm afraid i'm drowning it in friends and booze.<br />
<br />
---<br />
<br />
<br />
my birthday is in 7 days.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>y control</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2007 11:57:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b> i wish i could buy back the woman you stole.</b><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>happy</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 04 May 2007 23:24:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ there is one boy right now that makes me smile bigger each time i'm around him. i've been doing alot better than usual lately; less lonely. he is making me happier than i have been in a long time without the help of alcohol. i don't know how, but he's really what is keeping the peices of me together right now. <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
p.s. college has been the biggest letdown in my life thus far.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>it's getting old now</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 May 2007 08:55:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i should be used to not being "the pretty girl". <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
sometimes, i'm so lonely, i want to drink myself to sleep.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>RIP</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 04 Apr 2007 21:38:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My college photography teacher passed away from a stroke last week. This is shocking and yes, upsetting to me. He taught me so much and I've been taking darkroon photography for two years now. He was such an amazing teacher and will be missed very much. <br />
<br />
<br />
RIP Kurt Westfall<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>push it</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 22 Jan 2007 16:02:20 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i'm in love with things i can't define.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
and i could never explain this to you but;<br />
your lips felt so perfect against mine.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>on the radio</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 18 Jan 2007 23:12:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>"This is how it works <br />
You're young until you're not <br />
You love until you don't <br />
You try until you can't <br />
You laugh until you cry <br />
You cry until you laugh <br />
And everyone must breathe <br />
Until their dying breath <br />
<br />
No, this is how it works <br />
You peer inside yourself <br />
You take the things you like <br />
And try to love the things you took <br />
And then you take that love you made <br />
And stick it into some <br />
Someone else's heart <br />
Pumping someone else's blood <br />
And walking arm in arm <br />
You hope it don't get harmed <br />
But even if it does <br />
You'll just do it all again"</i><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
life in a nutshell. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>this cycle</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 13 Jan 2007 11:13:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ me and my parents have been fighting every single night since i moved back in with them. unhealthy much? i think so.<br />
<br />
parents. fuck college.<br />
<br />
on the good side, i'm in a darkroom photo class.<br />
i'm stoked about it. so, expect new stuff from me soon.<br />
<br />
oh and i met a boy. he's beautiful & amazing.<br />
i just wish he didn't have strings attached right now.<br />
but i'm tryin hard not to rush anything. i'm impatient. <br />
<br />
<br />
i'm pretty much obsessed with underground, alternative rap. <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
i've never been so lonely in my entire life as i have since i moved back into this house.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>5 a.m.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Dec 2006 02:17:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i think my chest is caving in<br />
<br />
i think i'm tired of sleeping alone<br />
<br />
i think i'm tired of beautiful love songs and no one to send them to<br />
<br />
i think i'm tired of being alone<br />
<br />
i think i'm tired of being tired of everything<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<i>i want so badly to believe that there is truth, that love is real.</i><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>Run</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Dec 2006 08:13:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "<i>Light up, light up<br />
As if you have a choice<br />
Even if you cannot hear my voice<br />
I'll be right beside you, dear</i>"<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
this past two weeks has madeup for the last 3 months of my life.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>boys lie</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 Nov 2006 01:05:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>holding your head up is hard when you just want to stay on the ground.</i><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
forget boys. i'm just gonna get more tattoos instead.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>but of course...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Oct 2006 11:08:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ saturday was better.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
i walked on the beach, found a tattered butterfly. it sat on my hand for a while as i walked, calm as can be, and then, as if magically healed, it flew away good as new. i named it opal.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
the beach is calming and i definitely needed that.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>temporary</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 17 Sep 2006 15:13:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>i stopped leaving the door unlocked knowing you weren't coming home...</i><br />
<br />
<br />
i miss falling asleep to your heavy breathing.<br />
i miss coffee and smoking packs of cigs at 4 a.m.<br />
i miss singing songs together waiting to fall asleep.<br />
i miss knowing i wasn't waking up alone anymore.<br />
<br />
i'm still livin in the mess of a room you left me with. <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
i'm a mess and this is a mess and life, love, it's all a mess. ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>i said goddamn!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Sep 2006 22:12:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i miss being inspired, jaded<br />
& life behind the lense of a camera.<br />
<br />
<br />
sometimes, i don't blame her for leaving this town.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<i>"that sweet taste of confusion that would sit on our lips, knowing this was wrong in more ways than one. we did it anyways. we lived for the danger in illegal action. skin on skin but this was nothing short of lust. you said you wanted to hold <b>her</b> forever but those words were never meant for me. all these times, i was the one who never let you down but you're an addict for dramatics. "i broke my fist, you broke my heart," i called out through the dark veil of my lonesome room. you left smiling; this was all a game to you. how silly of me to think you'd be the one to fix me yet, even more pathetic to think i could be fixed at all."</i><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<b>talons scratch my suite...</b> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>coversongsforlovers</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jul 2006 00:35:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i can't remember the last time i went to sleep before 3 a.m.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
i'm not feeling very receptive today.<br />
no, i don't think i'm feeling very much at all. <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<i><b>you left, you left me hanging like a noose.</b></i> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>les bon temps rouler</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 18 Jul 2006 12:08:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ here is my selfish confession:<br />
<i>i think i'm beautiful</i>...i just don't think anyone else sees that in the way i do.<br />
<br />
<br />
if someone could, maybe i would be in love.<br />
everyone always wants to be in love, or be loved.<br />
<br />
there is a difference, they say.<br />
<br />
<br />
---<br />
<br />
i'll be eighteen in exactly a month.<br />
<br />
---<br />
<br />
back from my weekend in new orleans;<br />
from a memorial for a woman i knew my whole life;<br />
who took her life. i saw her last in april.<br />
<br />
there was nothing i could do. <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
p.s. i passed my AP studio art exam! ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>Summer Skin</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Jun 2006 20:53:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>On the night you left I came over<br />
And we peeled the freckles from our shoulders<br />
Our brand new coats so flushed and pink<br />
And I knew your heart I couldn't win<br />
Cause the seasons change was a conduit<br />
And we'd left our love in our summer skin</i><br />
<b>-Death Cab For Cutie</b><br />
<br />
<br />
i need summer skin.<br />
i need new skin. <br />
i need new.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
just end this with us both smiling for unfortunate reasons. ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>silencer</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 10 Jun 2006 13:33:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>Don't waste your lips on words I've heard before<br />
Kiss my tired head.<br />
And each letter written wastes your hand, young man<br />
Come and lead me to your bed<br />
You gave me hope that I'd not lost her<br />
And then thought it rather strange to see me smile-<br />
as I don't do too much smiling these days.<br />
<br />
She put on happiness like a loose dress<br />
Over pain I'll never know<br />
"So the peace you had," she said,<br />
"I must confess, I'm glad to see it go."<br />
We're two white roses lying frozen just outside his door<br />
<b>I've made you so happy and so sad,<br />
But which should I be more sorry for?</b><br />
<br />
Come kiss my face goodbye,<br />
that space below my eye and above my cheek<br />
Cause I'm faint and fading fast, I see a darkness<br />
And I shall be released.<br />
I'll pass like a fever from this body,<br />
And softly slip into his hands<br />
<b>I tried to love you and I failed</b>,<br />
But I have another plan.<br />
<br />
How long, My Lord, how long to sing this song?<br />
And my Lord, how much more of this pretending to be strong?<br />
When she stands before your throne<br />
Dressed in beauty not her own<br />
All soft and small, you'll hear her call<br />
"you brought me here, now take me home."</i><br />
-MeWithoutYou<br />
<br />
<br />
these are the only words i can seem to come up with to explain everything and they aren't even my own. i've become a failure of my own equation when you + me ends in nothing but negative numbers. i tried so hard for too long and i can't continue to live this way without a collapsed lung.<br />
<br />
<b>can i say i loved you more, now that it's over?</b> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>reassurance</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 10 May 2006 07:42:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ someone, give me reassurance that this will come out better in the end than it was in the beginning. i can't be let down; you weren't the one that was supposed to let me down. you were supposed to prove them all wrong. i can't stay here if there is nothing worth staying for. i can't sail this ship without the wind from your lungs. you can't give me the security i need because you don't know what you want done with yourself. i can't just sit around like a little doll collecting dust. <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<b>i'm a wreck</b> over you. ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>enraged</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 07 May 2006 20:24:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ honestly, i'm a bit ticked off being that two of my deviations where removed from my account when they were not violating any policies of deviantart. both images have been on my account for a long while now and i am enraged that the staff member who deleted them couldn't even ask me about the images first. <br />
<br />
1. in both images, nothing pornographic or offensive is depicted.<br />
2. in both images, neither model is underaged. <br />
<br />
i'm sorry, i've just lost alot of respect now for dA administration.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Links to the images deleted from my gallery: <br />
<a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v43/girlsXgrey/holdtighttothoseyoulove.jpg">HoldTightToThoseYouLove: L&A</a><br />
<a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v43/girlsXgrey/alivelive.jpg">We Are Alive : Mari and Steve</a> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>just a fool for you</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 May 2006 11:07:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ sometimes, i wonder how i can be so lucky. why haven't you let me down? is it possible that something this good can last. i have faith in you. you've got that good soul. you've got that golden touch. you move me in ways i can never explain and yes, you have surprised me. pleasantly surprised. <br />
<br />
just keep singing along with me while we ride in my car, never letting go. we are but fools to feel so alive, and i'm just a fool for you. <br />
<br />
you make me smile so big, my face may split in half one day.<br />
how i could ever explain this feeling in poetic words is not possible.<br />
<br />
<br />
we are silly kids but at least we're silly together. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br />
<br />
<br />
pretty<b>boy</b><br />
pretty<i>girl</i><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<b>"you have to learn how to die, if you really want to be alive."</b> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>because, i want you</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 20 Apr 2006 06:24:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ There is such thing as second chances.<br />
For me, this is number 9. Lucky number 9.<br />
Don't let me down. Don't play games with me.<br />
<br />
He's different. This is different. We are different. <br />
<br />
But we're taking it slow. This has to be done carefully, with a past like mine and recent events. With a weak heart, you have to be fragile. Slow-motion sounds good right now.<br />
<br />
<br />
I'm just a silly girl that falls for silly boys with razor-sharp hips and perfect lips. You make me shiver in my bones.<br />
<br />
<br />
This is just the beginning. <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<b>I'd break the back of love for you...</b> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>coming up on infrared</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Apr 2006 22:38:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ His loss, not mine.<br />
I am losing nothing here.<br />
<b>Try Me, Asshole!</b><br />
<br />
Really, fucking try me.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"<i>someone call the ambulance<br />
there's gonna be an accident...</i>"<br />
<b>-Placebo</b><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I don't need a man, but I do want a good one. ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>silly games</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Apr 2006 21:57:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've been Tagged by ~<a class="u" href="http://jennim.deviantart.com/">Jennim</a> <br />
<br />
The 1st player of this "game" starts with the topic 6 weird habits/things/secrets and people who get tagged need to write a journal about their 6 weird habits/things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says "you are tagged" in their devpage comments and tell them to read yours.<br />
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These are my secrets & weird habits:<br />
<br />
1. I've got this weird phobia of not being able to see things while I am touching them, or they are touching me. Not like people, but objects. Like sticking my hand into a dark box, hole or the like. I'm deathly afraid of it. <br />
<br />
2. I still have sex, or have had sex with my ex-boyfriend after we brokeup even though he treats women like objects and I don't like to tell my friends about it because they would be dissappointed.<br />
<br />
3. I'm OCD so, I get really weird and upset about things not being certain ways, as in a spatial reference. I am also an avid perfectionist.<br />
<br />
4. I'm an insomniac because I have a fear of waking up alone. I'm a lonely girl. <br />
<br />
5. I'm too forgiving because I believe people are really good at heart deep down and people take advantage of that. It's a weakness.<br />
<br />
6. I've never had meaningful sex. <br />
<br />
<br />
This was only hard because I'm such an open person, I don't keep many things a secret but I am OCD so, I definitely have some weird habits.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I'm going to tag: <br />
<br />
*<a class="u" href="http://commisare.deviantart.com/">Commisare</a><br />
~<a class="u" href="http://theworldveil.deviantart.com/">TheWorldVeil</a><br />
~<a class="u" href="http://rage-cage.deviantart.com/">rage-cage</a><br />
~<a class="u" href="http://shallowfashionista.deviantart.com/">shallowfashionista</a><br />
~<a class="u" href="http://cuntnectar.deviantart.com/">cuntnectar</a><br />
~<a class="u" href="http://penguindkm847.deviantart.com/">penguindkm847</a> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>dressed in poetry</title>
                <link>http://dissectme.deviantart.com/journal/8270037/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Apr 2006 22:31:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ can i say i'm tired of being a lonely girl?<br />
<br />
because i am.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<i>this is all.</i> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>we all lie so well</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Mar 2006 10:29:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i've been thinking alot lately. do you ever find yourself trying to think back to times when you didn't live the life you are in right now? do you ever find yourself trying hard to think back to when you didn't know the people you know now, to when life was different and people who have long since been replaced by others where still around? before you fell into the state of mind you are in now. when i think back, i get lost.  i can't remember what it was like the first time i met my close friends, before we grew so close, spending countless hours together. i feel i have become so close to them that they are me and i am them and that the seperation between the two never existed. but time is like a long river; we can't fight back against the currents of the past and we keep moving to the flow of the future. i find it frustrating to not remember the first time i met these people, as if maybe i don't know them as well as i feel i do. or perhaps it's just the extensive list of chemicals i have subjected my body to through the years that make remembering a hard task.<br />
<br />
<i>make it chemical, chemical.</i> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>clean again</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 Feb 2006 22:10:39 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>"When I came to visit you, that's when I knew that I could never have you. I knew that before you did. Still I'm the one whose stupid. And there's this burning, like there's always been. I've never been so alone and I've never been so alive."</i> -3EB <br />
<br />
<br />
guiltless and free; i hope you take a peice of me with you...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
hopeless, <u>maybe</u>.<br />
romantic, <b>never</b>. ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>fuck sluts</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 18 Feb 2006 21:47:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i've come to a point where i've given up completely,<br />
on people who have fucked me over.<br />
i have to learn to stand up for myself.<br />
these last few nights have taught me so much.<br />
<br />
i can't surround myself with people who make me look stupid.<br />
<br />
this is a turning point.<br />
i'm saying no from now on.<br />
<br />
my kindness has been taken advantage of. ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>Por Vida</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jan 2006 22:29:38 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ my new deviations have been filled with imperfections, to be completely honest. not artistically per say, but by photographic technical standards, yes. scratches, dust and chemical malfunctions. but lately, things in my life have seemed imperfect so, it seems only fitting in my case.<br />
<br />
the imperfections make us human.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> roxy<br />
<br />
current obsession: <b>Wet From Birth</b> - The Faint ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>New Years, New Fears</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 04 Jan 2006 20:09:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Goals To Achieve This Year:<br />
- Complete my AP Studio Art Portfolio<br />
- Focus more on my photography<br />
- Get back into writing<br />
- Work on the two novels I started writing a while back<br />
- Spend time w/friends before they move on <br />
- Have a smashing good summer - Road Trip!<br />
- <b>Find someone to call my own</b><br />
<br />
Happy [belated] New Years! ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>honestly;</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Dec 2005 09:53:28 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i hate the holidays, <i>seriously.</i><br />
i love hot apple cider + eggnog.<br />
&late-night phone calls with kevin.<br />
<br />
<br />
i want to go back to chicago so <b>badly</b>.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
happy fucking holidays, kids! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/x/xmas.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":xmas:" title="Christmas Tree" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>hey luno</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2005 11:36:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ there is ink under my nails.<br />
i've been drinking your words.<br />
<br />
New Orleans is like a graveyard full of Spirits.<br />
<br />
on the drive home, i felt weary.<br />
i almost died saturday night.<br />
in a hydroplaned truck in the rain.<br />
on a bridge that i couldn't even burn.<br />
<br />
made it out alive. <br />
just to say, i love you all.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<i>"All alone on the overpass<br />
Wired and phoned to a heart of glass<br />
Now I'm falling in love too fast<br />
With you or the songs you chose <br />
<br />
And all the stars<br />
Play for me<br />
Say the promise you long to keep<br />
<br />
I can hear you sing it to me in my sleep<br />
I can hear you sing it to me in my sleep<br />
<br />
I've been living in your cassette<br />
It's the modern equivalent<br />
Singing up to a Capulet<br />
On a balcony in your mind"</i><br />
<b>-Semisonic</b> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>this song is for winners</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 13 Nov 2005 09:08:20 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ an <i>amazing</i> boy kissed me goodnight.<br />
<br />
he makes me laugh until i lose my breath. <br />
he laughs at all the stupid jokes i make. <br />
he walks me to my car and hugs me tight.<br />
he makes me promise to see him tomorrow.<br />
he sings fall out boy and taking back sunday with me.<br />
he's probably the most amazing songwriter i know.<br />
<br />
any boy that can write like <b>that</b> has my heart.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<i>My eyes are so sore from staring in your deep blue eyes <br />
And I swear I'm gonna save the day<br />
Only hesitating long goodbyes<br />
No heavy breathing as your sleeping<br />
If you up wake I'll start this over <br />
And you wake up as I roll over</i><br />
<b>-Kid Named Chicago</b> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>corazon robotico</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 09 Nov 2005 11:32:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>Everyone's fallen between the cracks in a broken heart</i>- Secondhand Stories "The Evening"<br />
<br />
this song has been on repeat for <b>days</b>.<br />
or so it may have seemed to me.<br />
<br />
got dissed by jeff monday. i go on.<br />
it's not like i didn't see it coming.<br />
i'm bummed-out. not heartbroken.<br />
and yes, there is a <u>huge</u> difference.<br />
<br />
lizzie and adam brokeup. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heartbreaker.gif" width="43" height="26" alt=":heartbreaker:" title="Heartbreaker" /><br />
<br />
started learning to do monolith printing. <br />
[i hope i'm spelling that correctly.]<br />
sherri taught me how. i really like it.<br />
i've got so many ideas. this could be good.<br />
she's also going to teach me linoleumblock printing.<br />
<br />
i'm slowly becoming obsessed with the way words are shaped in foreign languages. i don't know why. but maybe, maybe it's a good thing. this language of america seems so passionless sometimes. oh, and i like robots and elephants alot, i have decided. might experiment with that subject. who knows. lately, i've been so uninspired.<br />
<br />
more to come.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
p.s. mick moved back to texas.<br />
yes. i'm gonna miss him alot.<br />
who's gonna be <i>my</i> asshole,now? ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>your fluid is thick against my sheets</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 Oct 2005 10:35:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>I can't believe I've let you in <br />
and now here I am telling you <br />
that I'm suffocating in here<br />
just like the drugs you are keeping me<br />
I felt shark teeth underneath my socks<br />
before I lost much blood<br />
around this world will I be enough?</i><br />
<b>-Tegan & Sara</b><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<i>old</i>shoes.<b>new</b>feet. ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>i wrote a four word letter</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 09 Oct 2005 23:04:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>if i had a heart, i'm sure it's robotic by now.</i><br />
<br />
<br />
--cut and paste-- ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>My Heart &amp; The Hurricane</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2005 19:43:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://news.deviantart.com/article/19158/">[link]</a> <br />
<br />
<br />
My Aunt and my grandparents are staying with my family right now because they live in New Orleans. My aunt's house is most likely flooded. We're not sure about my grandparents because they live just outside of New Orleans in Jefferson Parrish. My mother grew up there and she has many friends there still that have also probably lost their house. New Orleans is like my second home because my family visits there often. I've been glued to the TV for days now watching the news. It's devastating even to me to watch this town I love so much being destroyed by nature. The town will never be the same. All the old buildings that have survived all of these years will never be as they once where. It's the death of a city that I grew up being amazed by. <br />
<br />
In fact, I was just there this summer with my best friend, Marissa. I can't even imagine how it looks now. I wish I hadn't seen some of the images that are on tv because I don't want to imagine it looking like ground zero. I want that image of mystery, magic and jazz left in my head forever...<br />
<br />
My heart seems more destroyed by this hurricane.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>We're going out with a BANG!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 14 Aug 2005 09:10:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Last night was <b>intense</b>.<br />
My neck feels like it's gonna fall off.<br />
I've got bruises everywhere on me.<br />
My leg is sore as hell from bangin out.<br />
But damn, it was totally worth it.<br />
<br />
School starts tomorrow.<br />
I can honestly say I'm glad.<br />
<br />
<br />
Oh. My 17th birthday is in 4 days. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> roxy xo<br />
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p.s. my danny boi is coming back in a week and a half! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/dance.gif" width="29" height="21" alt=":dance:" title="Dance!" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>You Don't Have To Dressup</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 03 Aug 2005 07:22:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ California was beautiful. I loved San Francisco and San Diego. The surfing went well. It made me miss it even more. Being with my family for 2 weeks straight and 24 hours a day with no good coffee and no cigs, now, that was unbearable. Took a bunch of pictures. Not that many that I was impressed with, surprisingly.<br />
<br />
My 17th birthday is in 15 days.  Yay!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/x/xd.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":XD:" title="XD" /><br />
<br />
<br />
Went to the beach yesterday with friends. Had such an amazing time. Got intoxicated and went skinny dipping in the ocean. It's really what I needed to end this summer. <br />
<br />
Warped Tour is tomorrow. Fuck Yes!<br />
<br />
Summer is almost over. <br />
I'm a senior now. Damn. <br />
The time sure does fly.<br />
This school year is gonna rock.<br />
<br />
 <br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> roxy xo ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>Kick Back</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 09 Jun 2005 21:37:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Been a while since I've written.<br />
School is out for the summer.<br />
I'm a senior, finally. <br />
<br />
Seems like the years have been flying by. I think my parents are starting to realize that I am growing up and that after this school year, there won't be much they can do to stop me from being who I want to be and going where I want to go. I had a conversation with my dad tonight and the way he made it all sound, I felt like I gained a bit more respect for him. This makes me have hope for some soulful freedom, but one can only hope for the time being.<br />
<br />
This summer, I hope I am able to take alot of pictures so I can work on perfecting my skills and my perception of art. I also want to start experimenting in more things. I'd like to learn how to do screen printing. That's definitely something I've been interested in learning to do for a very long while. I just wish I had more money for it...<br />
<br />
Sometime in July, my whole family is taking a trip all around the West Coast, which means, I'm gonna get to go surfing again. This makes me extremely happy mainly because I remember how great it made me feel. It really is the main reason that I didn't want to leave California when we went there before. But even more exciting, this also means that I will have many opportunities for pictures that comes along with the change in scenery.  <br />
<br />
Life is only what you make it.<br />
I'm still trying to make myself.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Roxy ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>Chi-Town</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2005 09:16:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Got back from Chicago last Friday. It's  good to be back in Tally. I missed  Black Dog and Lake Ella alot.  I really  want to go back there, someday. I was  talking to my mom about maybe going  there for Grad school if I end up  trying to go into Art.  I took 3 rolls  of film to develop and make prints of  for school, plus almost two hundred  pictures on the digital camera. I'll  post my pictures over some time. <br />
<br />
There is nothing like the city at night  to calm me deep inside.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Roxy ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>The Windy City</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2005 05:08:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Going To Chicago.<br />
Me and Lizzie are Gonna Tear It Up.<br />
Be Back Friday.<br />
Leave Me Some Love On My Gallery To  Come Back To.<br />
<br />
I'm gonna bring lots of pictures back.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Roxy ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>Feed Me Brains For Breakfast, Baby</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 03 Apr 2005 07:59:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Been perfecting my photography skills a  bit in class and had several good  prints come out of it. I'm quite proud  of myself. I will post them sometime  this coming week.<br />
<br />
I'm trying to work on bringing a camera  with me everywhere I go so I can just  practice taking more and more pictures.  I'm starting to build my portfolio for  the AP Art class I'm gonna take next  year. It's coming along nicely. I still  think Becky is one of my best subjects  as of recently. For some reason, all of  the pictures that I take of her come  out beautifully. Go figure.<br />
<br />
And all I want back is the hour that  was lost this morning...<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Roxy ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>Talons Scratch My Suit</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 Mar 2005 01:31:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ alot of good shit and bad shit has  happened lately. but that's to go  without saying, in the least. so, i'll  just go on and not elaborate to resist  wasting your time with my problems.<br />
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i'm starting a new individual project  for photography. it's hard for me to  explain it on here, but it will be a  set of photos, each set will be of only  one person/model and i will have, in  the least, 4 sets, if time permits me,  or i may have more. but i'm very  doubtful of that  because there are  only a few months left in school and  then i won't be able to do my own  darkroom work. i wish i had my own  darkroom!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br />
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i'm really looking forward to working  on this project because i've been  thinking it up for a very long time now  and i'm hoping this will be some of my  better work. because i'm using my own  experimentation and imagination to form  the basis for my project, i know it  will show more of me than ever, even if  i'm not the one being captured on film.<br />
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to all whom i love so much and keep  leaving me comments and showing support  and replying to my comments and showing  they care and have been listening all  alone, thank you and please, stay with  me through this. <br />
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i am still blossoming through this  pain...<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Roxy<br />
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p.s. The <b>NEW</b> Mars Volta Cd - "Frances  The Mute" is the best thing that has  come into my life recently. Everyone,  go buy it. It's really a masterful  peice of art, in my oppinion, and has  gotten me through these lonely nights,  since the boy that has walked into my  life has left temporarily leaving only  a smile  thats waiting for him to  return. ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>Oh Lover, You Should Of Come Over.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2005 05:07:13 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ back at school. working on some stuff  with lighting for photography. once i  get some pics, i'll post them on here.  i'm hoping this project does better  than my last one. <br />
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hope everyone is doing well.<br />
things have been up and down for me.<br />
but as of right now, they're going  fine.<br />
could be better. could be worse.<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Roxy<br />
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p.s. I'm obsessed with the new Blood  Brother's cd <b>Crimes</b> and the old Coheed  and Cambria cd <b>The Second Stage Turbine  Blade</b>. I highly recommend both of them. ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>Her Favorite Records</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 22 Nov 2004 05:16:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i've been learning alot in my  photography class and made quite a few  enlargements, some i'm proud of and  some i'm not so proud of, but i'm gonna  work on those. i'm working on my 4th  roll. i need to have a photoshoot and  soon. i think i'll take becky and  hopefully, sierra, if she will agree to  it. they could play dressup. that would  be wonderful. <br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/clap.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":clap:" title="Clap" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/love.gif" width="23" height="16" alt=":love:" title="Love" /><br />
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i'm in love with this Pocket Novel  Mystery cd. it's amazing and beautiful.  perfect music for driving on rainy  nights, holding hands. i can feel a  memory coming on in my bones.<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Roxy ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>Roots like Viens</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Oct 2004 02:42:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ developed my first roll of negatives at  school the other day. the pictures came  out good except i had a few places  where i mssed up on rolling the film  and so, the processing got a little  shitty but hopefully my next roll will  be alot better. :sighs:  i'm gonna make  some of them positives and scan and  post them on here.  i took some really  good pictures of these trees that were  down at lake ella and they had these  roots all over them and it looked so  cool and really pretty and so i hope  those pictures came out good. the roots  looked like viens on the trees.<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />  Roxy ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>Unconditional</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 19 Sep 2004 06:23:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ took alot of  black and white pictures  yesterday at Lake Ella. i hope these  come out good so be on the lookout for  some new stuff pretty soon. just gotta  finish the roll then get it developed  and i also have a color roll of film  that i need to get developed as well.  and in photography, we're starting to  work more with the cameras more. the  teacher was annoying me cause she's  being too fucking technical. but when i  start to get some pictures from that  class that look good, i'll definitely  scan and post those.<br />
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sheesh. so much film, so little time. <br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> - Roxy ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>New Obsession</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2004 06:56:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ right now, i'm completely obsessed with <a href="http://coffeestain.deviantart.com"> Coffeestain's</a> stock photos. i've used  them several times in my photo  manipulations and i just can't get  enough of them. i don't even think they  should be stock photos but i do love  using them. <br />
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anywho, i've been really pleased with  my newer photomanipulations, courtesy  of photoshop 7.0. i'm really getting  better at this and i'm loving it. i  still need to play around with it more  so i can figure out how to do better  and fancier photomanips but that i AM  looking forward to.<br />
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school starts back in less than a  month. i need to take more pictures. i  need to read more. i need to write  more. i need to learn more.<br />
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for all of you who have commented and  viewed my art from curiosity, thank you  for the support. i look forward to more  feedback. <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/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> -Roxy ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>Good Eye, Sniper</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 31 Jul 2004 18:58:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, I've started fooling around with  Photoshop alot. I don't really know if  I'm getting any better but hell, I'm  having fun and I have really liked alot  of the ones I've done more and more as  the time has gone by. I'm going to do a  mini-series of art that includes one  photomanipulation for each of majority  of the songs off of Co & Ca's <i>In Keeping  Secrets of Silent Earth: 3</i>. I've  already started on this but I'm looking  forward to doing more. I want to submit  it all at one time once I complete it.  So, that is what is new with me. Keep  rocking and leave me some feedback !!!!<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> -Roxy ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>We Have New</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Jul 2004 12:01:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so, i got back my photos from new  orleans yesterday and they came out  great with the exception of like 7  pictures that i threw away but out of 3  rolls of 24 exposure film,i think i did  good. so, the new photos are posted, of  the ones i approved of for posting and  i really hope you guys like them and  leave me some comments, damnit! <br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> -Roxy ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>What Will Develop...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 28 Jun 2004 00:58:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Back from New Orleans.<br />
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My grandfather has decided to let me  borrow his really nice camera for as  long as I want to. Yay! I'm really  looking forward to experimenting with  it. It's a very nice camera.<br />
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New Orleans was great. Just the thing I  needed to clear my head and set me back  on track for creativity.I wrote alot  and took a ton of pictures. I went to a  graveyard and took pictures as well as  pictures in the rain of puddles and  some sculptures at the sculpture garden  that i'm really looking forward to  seeing how they will come out. We went  to this amazing photography exhibit and  I loved it. It was all in black and  white and just simply beautiful and I  wish I could take pictures half that  good. <br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> -Roxy ]]></description>
                <author>~dissectme</author>
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                <title>New Orleans &lt;3</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 Jun 2004 07:06:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ well, i'm off to new orleans tomorrow.  i love that city. planning on taking  tons of photos and writing alot. i just  need to get away honestly. this town is  killing me. i just need something to  spark my creativity again, anything. i  feel emotionally and mentally drained  so i think this week that i will be  there will definitely help me to get  away. plus, it's new orleans, how could  i not have a good time?<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> -Roxy ]]></description>
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