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                <title>So....</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 26 Apr 2009 17:28:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Im looking for commissions. Album covers, flyers, posters anything like that. Anyone interested? I'm cheap ^___^<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>There's no business like...art...business</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 Aug 2007 16:00:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Being a broke-ass dude, I set up a seperate profile to show only the pieces of my work that are  <b> FOR SALE </b> <br />
<br />
Here's the procedure:<br />
<br />
1.Go to :<a href="http://atelier-oublie.deviantart.com">[link]</a><br />
2.Pick something.<br />
3.E-mail me.<br />
4.Send me money.<br />
5.I send you art.<br />
<br />
Everyone's a winner.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t:" title="w00t!" /><br />
<br />
P.S. Always open to comissions.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>Pino tells it like it is pt#2</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 02 Aug 2007 05:39:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Part #2 - camping.<br />
 Camping is the default natural condition of men. Houses were invented by women.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>Positional Vertigo #2 Snake-Path</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 31 Jul 2007 15:41:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Sometimes we move without seeming to. As if the path beneath us were a snake, drawing us on with it's undulations. And slowly, or swiftly, we realise the sights we recognised as our surroundings are mere memories, and soon we cannot recall where our journey began. Sometimes too, we run a fast as we can, for as long as we can, and seem to have made no headway at all.The snake-path changes with each moment, rippling and shifting like the currents in the sea, sometimes straight, sometimes broad, and at other moments narrow as a hair's breadth, or convoluted like the gyrus of a brain. The path is sometimes a razor and sometimes a road, and even when we stop dead still, it can take us places. On each side the ground drops away to the abyss. The path is treacherous, and sometimes those things which keep us centered are the same things that push us over the edge.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Positional Vertigo #1 Jack o' Lanterns</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 31 Jul 2007 15:39:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The lamp light shines out of the skulls,like jack o' lanterns, yellow and fierce. Too few it seems are left. Most are dark and empty, like the old houses on the lonely lake-shores and silent mountain sides. This is why the world is so bleak. Who will light the way when all the brightest lamps we know have burned away to dust? You? Or I? Here is our dilemmaÂwe cannot see the glow from our own skulls, as though searching for a blaze in the night while carrying only a feeble match. What then when morning is come? Dawn brings only sameness, homogenising the light into a milky day, where we can scarcely recognize even the most brilliant flames.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Pino tells it like it is pt#1</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2007 09:45:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Pt#1 : Smoking<br />
Cigarettes can cause lung cancer, heart attacks, strokes and  impotence to name but a few of the negative health effects. They taste fucking great though.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Drunkjitsu</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 01 Jul 2007 10:36:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's the latest thing. You get really drunk, sneak up near one of your friends, then dive on them and fucking annihilate them. they then retaliate, and the whole thing escalates rather dangerously.My whole body hurts. sweet.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>Murder Book</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 21 Apr 2007 12:12:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm working on a collaged/painted/found materials etc. book right now, the kind of thing you see in movies when they go into the serial killer's house and he's got these insane scrawlings, newspaper cuttings and weird symbols everywhere, only in a sort of a journal form. Unashamedly stole the idea from Mike Bohatch <a href="http://www.eyesofchaos.com">[link]</a> . The first 3 three pages or so are starting to shape up at the moment, though I cant actually call them 'finished' until all the pages are covered and gone back over. Hopefully I'll have them posted up in about a week.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>Money?</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2007 14:54:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I need money to buy a bike. So I can cycle. Here and there. I need a helmet too, so I don't die. And lights, for the same reason.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>Courage.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Feb 2007 06:36:17 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ When you are beset by wolves, Ask your enemies 'where are the lions?'<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Feb 2007 18:18:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I wish I was good at art.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>Midweek Blues.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Feb 2007 18:03:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oh man, I can't wait for the weekend. It's gonna be so...habitual. I'm gonna drink too much, I'm gonna smoke cigarettes and be super cool. Like always. Haha. Yeah.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Furries.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Feb 2007 07:45:59 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ What the fuck is the deal with furries anyway? Just some wierd transferrrance issues  I reckon. People who never get laid project their desire for intimacy onto  the symbolic companions of their child hood... stuffed animals.  My professional advice: get some human friends, have some human sex and grow a human brain. Fucking wierdos.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Fuck Elfwood.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 22 Jan 2007 09:23:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You heard me. Fuck them.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>Money.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 13:49:11 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Give me some.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>Dreams.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 14 Jan 2007 05:09:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I had some seriously weird dreams last night. In one of them I was at a party where throwing vomit was one of the entertainments. This party was in a car park of some sort...and the host of the party tried to kill me by sticking his pointy finger into my liver. Now I thought that was my weird dream quotient for the night filled, but I was mistaken. I woke up at some point, went back to sleep, and dreamt that there was a terminal disease that only affected men between 20 and 30,it was fatal within one week, and it spread rapidly. So the dream was all about me making  arrangements for a wake and funeral rite, saying goodbye to my friends, and generally trying to live it up for my last few days on earth. Fucking strange, non?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Cosplay.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 13 Jan 2007 07:42:22 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Seriously what is the fucking deal with this cosplay shite?<br />
I don't get it.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>Emos.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 07 Jan 2007 09:40:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ If I see one more pic on here where some spineless self-loathing little emo has posted a  fucking fake slit-wrist photo (or a real one for that matter) I'm going to take it as confirmation that emos don't actually deserve to live, and the next time I see one I'm gonna tear it's delicately coiffured head from it's pasty malnourished body. So if you are an emo, grow the fuck up and stay out of my line of fucking sight.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>Duality.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 06 Jan 2007 09:22:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I push my fingers into my eyes...<br />
It's the only thing that slowly stops the ache.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>God.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 21 Dec 2006 08:45:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I had a dream about 'god' last night.<br />
The lord came to me and said:<br />
<br />
God: My son, I have come to tell you to change your prodigal  and mendicant ways <br />
<br />
Me: What the fuck are you on about? <br />
<br />
God: Your being an idiot<br />
<br />
Me: who did you say you were again?<br />
<br />
God: I am the Lord your God...<br />
<br />
<br />
Me: Now who's being an idiot?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>-__-</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 19 Nov 2006 14:20:19 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ All my recent submissions seem to be missing from my actual gallery, and only show up on my profile page. This makes me sad. Not sad like  someone died, more sad like someone ate the last slice of pizza. But sad none the less. DA assures me it's a bug that's currently being dealt with, but I think that's a lie. I bet they say that about everything.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>The Blood, The Wine, The Roses.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 06 Nov 2006 16:13:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The new 'My Dying Bride' album is awesome. I pretty much thought it would be, but there ya go. I think it's probably even better than the last one, though I'm not so sure about the singer's newfound penchant for rhyming lyrics. In other news, I can't get enough of 'Leaves' Eyes' either.<br />
You know, the band whose vocalist sang on that 'Cradle Of Filth' tune 'Nymphetamine'. Sugary goodness in my ear.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>Sleep.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 21 Oct 2006 19:08:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It would be wise. I'll do it, by jove.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>The grudge.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 21 Oct 2006 15:46:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The original, japanese version "Ju-on" due on (see what I did there) in about 4 minutes on FILMFOUR. Sweet.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>deviantART is busted.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 21 Oct 2006 13:47:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yep. It's fucking busted up good, real good. Tried five or six times to upload a pic, and it didn't work. And all the recent submissions gots a bad case of the red x. Sort it out damn it.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>Sunn 0)))</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 20 Oct 2006 13:42:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The 'O' is silent fuckers.<br />
<br />
Saw them in Galway last night. It was awesome.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>9:25 AM</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 25 Sep 2006 01:26:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Don't you fucking hate it when the phone rings early in the morning and you haul your necrotic self out of the gravitational pull of your bed, only to discover that the phone is ringing to remind you to check your messages?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Art... what is it good for?</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 Sep 2006 03:27:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hmmm. I've been so disillusioned with 'art' for so long now, I can't even remember being passionate about it. If I ever was. I'm talking about 'fine art' now, not pretty little pictures like I would post on here. I need something to give me the drive to make art, and I don't know what that might be. It's like I can almost but not quite grasp inspiration. It's like losing a limb. I feel handicapped. My talent has always been for art and maybe a little for writing, but now I can't seem to get a handle on either of them. It makes me feel directionless, worthless. I can't do anything else. But I can't seem to do this now either. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tears.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":tears:" title="Tears" /> Gods grant me some inspiration. ]]></description>
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                <title>One Million Dollars.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 24 Aug 2006 08:48:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ every fucking day someone calls me up to go boozin'. Do they not realize the extent of my poverty? I have NO fucking money. Not a red cent. Leave me alone already.I don't even want to get drunk. I just want to sit at home and eat nachos and play with photoshop. So fuck off. ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>Now.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 15 Aug 2006 18:01:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ give me a cigarette. Now. ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>Cirrhosis</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Aug 2006 08:04:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wow, that was a well wierd night last night. Thin Lizzy tribute band...sound. Club closed when we got there...not so good. Cocktail party with total strangers who didn't speak much english...definately a bad move. Being taught to dance by a beauty...nice work. Being taken outside by her boyfriend's brother, who is a cop in Italy...oh shit. He was okay though. He gave me a Lucky Strike. Being invited to another party at 4 am by random strangers...sweet. Actually going to this party, where none of the girls were single...not wise. Talking about fighting with a big guy who had knocked someone out earlier...probably not a good idea. Talking about genital piercing to a girl who's boyfriend was there...defiantely not a good idea. Not remembering how I left the place, or even where it was...great. Almost getting in a fight with one of my 'new-found friends' becuse I called him a weed...not so good. Going to Vivo on the way home and buying some sort of 'meat-on-a-stick' product...best thing I did all night. Getting a cab home instead of walking...wise decision. Sleeping till 3pm today...only fitting. In fact, fuck it I'm going back to bed.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>CSI</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 03 Aug 2006 12:28:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Am I the only one who thinks that Corporal Jigsore Quandry by Carcass should be the theme tune  to CSI? I mean I have nothing against The Who, but seriously, check out the lyrics to CJQ. Carcass fucking rules.<br />
<br />
"Identifying the bodies which are decomposed, dismembered, skeletonised pose very serious problems. We've had many cases in this department where a body has been found in pieces, or decomposed, and we've been able to put things together. Yes, the head, the upper part of the body, in a very badly decomposed state..."<br />
<br />
Excised and anatomised, deviscerated disarray<br />
The torso diverged with pride<br />
Deftly amputated, evulsed limbs now defunct<br />
The trunk imbrued, tatty stumps used as lugs<br />
For a chondrin puzzle so quaint<br />
Head and body decollate<br />
A heaving mass so quiescent...<br />
<br />
Scattered and scrambled, your teasement grows<br />
- A bloody caricature to make whole<br />
A squirming grisly jigsaw, detrital fragments fit so snug<br />
- That missing piece will leave you stumped<br />
Totally disassembled, nicely sliced and diced<br />
- A cold mannequin once resembled<br />
Real cranium teaser, carved from flesh and bone<br />
- So mystifying...<br />
<br />
Battered and diffused, with placating blows<br />
- A human jigsaw to make whole<br />
A sequacious pattern which once fitted so snug<br />
- Joining together each dubious lump<br />
Ravaged disassembly, neatly cubed and diced<br />
- A cold mannequin reassembled<br />
Astute brain teaser, incorporate flesh and bone<br />
So mortifying...<br />
<br />
An incessant game - methodically made<br />
With each cumulative piecing - of commensated meat...<br />
<br />
Bi-manual reconstruction, eldritch problem complete<br />
A convented effigy<br />
A pathological toy, each chunk rigorously<br />
Inter mortis locking, as you pathogenically rot<br />
Such a perplexing task<br />
To fit the remains in the casket<br />
Uliginous mess so quiescent...<br />
<br />
An incessant game - methodically made<br />
With each cumulative piece - of commensated meat...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Why does my profile hate me?</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 03 Aug 2006 04:07:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Seriously, why does it keep resetting my display details to what I had there when I first joined this site? I found this site by accident one day, maybe a year and a half ago, signed up, wrote in some random crap for my details, didn't bother to post any deviations, and then promptly forgot my password, and eventually forgot all about the site. So I rediscovered DA,<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/clap.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":clap:" title="Clap" /> and got them to give me a new password. So I submitterd some art, updated my details and was a pretty cool guy all round. But the fucking profile resets to my old details every time I log out!<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rage.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rage:" title="Rage" /><br />
P.S. If anyone metions the word 'cache' to me, we'll have problems <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/chainsaw.gif" width="49" height="20" alt=":chainsaw:" title="Chainsaw" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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                <title>2:41 AM</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 02 Aug 2006 18:43:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ why do I always end up doing stuff at this hour of the night? Is it because I'm a vampire? Maybe, though I don't seem to have the penchent for acting gay and pretentious, or at least not quite so much as your average vampire anyway. I wish I had a cigarrette, or some sleeping pills. ]]></description>
                <author>~heartfullofhell</author>
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