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                <title>I'm Still here</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2009 22:25:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I've decided to return to this deviant page as an actual photography page, and not just photos of myself but others as well. I think it'll be a nice try to make things easy again and only have one account instead of 10 or 15 and literally I did! And there's still probably a bunch of variations on this site of me. But I'm here and back!<br />-Moura <br />"mouricry"<br /><a href="http://mouricry.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/m/o/mouricry.gif" alt=":iconmouricry:" title="mouricry"/></a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~mouricry</author>
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                <title>Just an Update</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 23 Sep 2008 19:23:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My new deviantart in my <i>own</i> artwork based site is up and subscribed so if you'd like to see mouricry work it'll be on here, the site is subscribed so I'll be doing features and what not on there. ADD it and check it out!<br /><a href="http://reflectingmyfears.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/e/reflectingmyfears.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconreflectingmyfears:" title="reflectingmyfears"/></a><br />-Maura<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~mouricry</author>
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                <title>ART SCHOOL DAYS</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2007 12:00:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>I remember alot of things about it, that I sort of wished I kept with me, starting from 6th grade. I know I made eternal friends, like Rachel, India, and Amanda but, I never took the time to sit down and really work my heart out. So now I'm starting all over again, now that I found my "niche" and various inspirations that I never had. I think if I had a friend possibly an older friend who could encourage me to do well and possibly inspire me, I would've been alot more well off. And not some hopeless case like I am now. No one has said that! But I feel like that is the case.<br />
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I got wrapped up in my insecurities and was trying with all my might to stop my trichotillomania ( which sort of ceased) and find Love which was a stupid thing to do at 13. I never finished my modeling classes because of a few "preppy" girls that were mean to me, and called me a dyke for having short hair. Another thing was band, I hated the people I played with, Art and Creative writing were fun but I got wrapped up in my boyfriends at that time, so I never did my work because I was dealing with so much heartbreak. But no one knew, and kids were cruel to me as they were Rachel and India.<br />
But the difference between rachel india and i is that they went on to better things, and their art was magnificent.<br />
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I remember Rach and I's Idea in 6th grade for a groupI wanted to make called <i>"the gothic faery guild"</i>it seems abit childish and lame now but if we were still in this group and did <b>Art work together</b> And encouraged eachother more I think I'd feel alot better now. </sub><br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rose.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rose:" title="Rose" /><b>Mouricry</b> <br />
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<sub><b>Swallow my breath that makes me whole.<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tombstone.gif" width="21" height="25" alt=":tombstone:" title="I'll be your huckleberry!" />  </b></sub><br />
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<sub>Â© 2007 October 28, 2007 </sub><br />
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Other Account<br />
<b>Please See</b><br />
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                <author>~mouricry</author>
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                <title>New things arising</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2007 20:32:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm proud to say a few things. My friend and I are good again. I still have my job and I'm not deserted by everybody else. I can take pictures again and infact I have a few up right now, if you have not seen.<br />
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I've also got a new idea for my novel. That I was so industriously working on <i>not really</i> but got bored with so I came up with another idea. About a girl who gets caught with prostitution and meets an old friend with a severly twisted mind. He fell in love with his 80 year old grandma and well slept with her and that killed her so he was charged with murder. After the fact he was also caught him in a necrophilic act upon her.<br />
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Their hope is to get out of prison as soon as they can, his hope to devour his grandmother's corpse. Her hope. Is to stay as far away from him and everyone else.<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rose.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rose:" title="Rose" /><b>Mouricry</b> <a href="http://mouricry.deviantart.com/"><a href="http://mouricry.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/m/o/mouricry.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconmouricry:" title="mouricry"/></a></a><br />
<sub><b>Swallow my breath that makes me whole.<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tombstone.gif" width="21" height="25" alt=":tombstone:" title="I'll be your huckleberry!" />  </b></sub><br />
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<sub>Â© 2007 October 28, 2007 </sub><br />
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Other Account<br />
<b>Please See</b><br />
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                <author>~mouricry</author>
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                <title>The Next Five Months</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 12 Oct 2007 21:31:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>I'm in trouble and my freedom is locked down by alot I may or not be able to post pictures or take them within these months.<br />
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I'll still check and keep up with the goingon's and whatnot. I just won't have many pictures as I used to.<br />
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But that will change and things will be better after the fact.<br />
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Take Care.<br />
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I mean it!<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rose.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rose:" title="Rose" /><b>Mouricry</b> <a href="http://mouricry.deviantart.com/"><a href="http://mouricry.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/m/o/mouricry.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconmouricry:" title="mouricry"/></a></a><br />
<sub><b>Swallow my breath that makes me whole.<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tombstone.gif" width="21" height="25" alt=":tombstone:" title="I'll be your huckleberry!" />  </b></sub><br />
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<sub>Â© 2007 October 1, 2007 </sub><br />
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Other Account<br />
<b>Please See</b><br />
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                <author>~mouricry</author>
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                <title>Edits of Me Page (©Germanranting)</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 04 Oct 2007 20:15:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Sorry about all of that i was just pissed at my friends parents. Anyways. Some edits of me have been done by a guy aka <b>Germanranting</b> But they are posted on this webpage.<br />
View if you'd like most have already been seen.<br />
And some will be done by<i>Barrel-maker</i> as well.<br />
<sub><b>link Below</b></sub><br />
<a href="http://aloneinautomne"><a href="http://aloneinautomne.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/l/aloneinautomne.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconaloneinautomne:" title="aloneinautomne"/></a></a><br />
Barrel-maker's Site [View]<br />
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Germanranting's Site{view}<br />
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                <title>To my friends Parents</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 03 Oct 2007 19:56:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b><u>W.h.a.t | e.v.e.r</u></b><br />
<i>ÂTo my friends parentsÂ</i><br />
Look I understand your concern for  your daughter but your <b>paranoia is <u>ridiculous</u></b>. No one would be looking for her if it says she is in a different country and especially on this website no one really cares and it was'nt pornographic either. The site only got maybe 4 page views no one got any personal information or even her real name so why youÂre angry with me I  donÂt know. But what I Âreally loveÂ about all of this is that I lost a friend. A good friend. Someone who helped me get through life when I really needed. Someone who actually cared about me and not left me because I wasnÂt good enough.  I have enough bad things going on as it is, and you just made it worse. You took something special to me away because of your irrational fear of losing her yourself. So thanks for taking a friend away from me. Oh and By the way those were posted before I even knew about you not wanted those on here. So you are majorly over reacting. Even MY MOTHER THOUGHT SO! I don't  hate you. I just donÂt think I lost a good bunch of people just your daughter. <br />
I hope you see this because god knows you need to read this.<br />
I maybe just a teen but I'm not an idiot.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~mouricry</author>
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                <title>Photo edits needed </title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 02 Oct 2007 21:26:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I encourage everyone or anyone to take any photos they please and edit them. I would really like to see a few of my work done and made better to other people's liking. If you would like to edit any of the pictures on here <b>let me know.</b><br />
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Send me a note or comment and if I reply in return you are ready to get started on them! I sound so commando but yeah I will reply to everyone.<br />
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But I do have a few rules.....<br />
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                                  <u>Rules</u><br />
~Do not send them to me to post on my site post them on yours<br />
~<b>Do not post them without crediting me first</b><br />
~Do not take a picture and try to do something humorous with it because you personally dont like me.<br />
~Do not post and not let me know when you do<br />
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Follow these rules and everything will be fine :]<br />
I can make acceptions just let me know is the main idea.<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rose.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rose:" title="Rose" /><b>Mouricry</b> <a href="http://mouricry.deviantart.com/"><a href="http://mouricry.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/m/o/mouricry.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconmouricry:" title="mouricry"/></a></a><br />
<sub><b>Swallow my breath that makes me whole.<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tombstone.gif" width="21" height="25" alt=":tombstone:" title="I'll be your huckleberry!" />  </b></sub><br />
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<sub>Â© 2007 October 2, 2007 </sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~mouricry</author>
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                <title>Back so soon?</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 Oct 2007 21:38:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I realised my novella is <u>bogus</u> it really is. I can't focus on it for long and it's now boring me. My grades are now raised by alot so good news for all I am <b>BACK!</b> For the moment that is ^.^<br />
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My job is still going well abit much but still great :] I will be posting artwork today or tommorrow pending. Thanks for all of your notice and your cares and concerns I appreciate all of your help and love. <br />
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Sincerely,<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rose.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rose:" title="Rose" /><b>Mouricry</b> <a href="http://mouricry.deviantart.com/"><a href="http://mouricry.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/m/o/mouricry.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconmouricry:" title="mouricry"/></a></a><br />
<sub><b>Swallow my breath that makes me whole.<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tombstone.gif" width="21" height="25" alt=":tombstone:" title="I'll be your huckleberry!" />  </b></sub><br />
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<sub>Â© 2007 October 1, 2007 </sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~mouricry</author>
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                <title>Gone For abit</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Sep 2007 19:47:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My last few weeks have been not in the slightest bit of anguish. I've been busy with my job which has made me feel of importance. Before I felt as if I were a corpse rotting away in a computer chair waiting for someone to bury it. <br />
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School has been tough I cannot stand these online classes still. But I am hanging on still. I have come to discover I am a <b>horrible</b> reader and it takes me an hour or so to finish one chapter. I plan on saving my money to go visit Kris for a couple of weeks in washington after my trip to disney with my family. <br />
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I won't look the same in a few weeks I'll be away from this site for a while and maybe myspace as well. I'm in serious need of a break and get my schoolwork sorted out. Anyways I won't have the same hair and for a while that won't show on here or myspace.<br />
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I love and miss everyone who lives near. <br />
Take care all <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />,<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rose.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rose:" title="Rose" /><b>Mouricry</b> <a href="http://mouricry.deviantart.com/"><a href="http://mouricry.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/m/o/mouricry.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconmouricry:" title="mouricry"/></a></a><br />
<sub><b>Swallow my breath that makes me whole.<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tombstone.gif" width="21" height="25" alt=":tombstone:" title="I'll be your huckleberry!" />  </b></sub><br />
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<sub>Â© 2007 September 23rd </sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~mouricry</author>
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                <title>Comfort</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 18 Sep 2007 22:00:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>I lie back upon the cushioned pillows that prop my head,<br />
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The candle light warms body <br />
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And I sip a hot drink of tea and biscuits<br />
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I look out the window at the cold icy stares the snow gave me<br />
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I then realized that it was what tomorrow would bring <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tea.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":tea:" title="Tea" /><br />
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A long cold day<br />
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Of work and freezing snow<br />
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The wind would blow in my face and chill my hands <br />
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Making them numb and difficult to work with.<br />
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My lips would crack and my clothes would still <br />
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Never keep me warm!<br />
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But work must keep going<br />
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And going <br />
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Till the sun sets over the horizon<br />
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My stomach will hunger and no food will enter<br />
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Till the sun sets<br />
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No warmth <br />
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Till the sun sets<br />
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No Comfort <br />
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Till the sun sets<br />
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Tomorrow brings much affliction<br />
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For tonight I shall cherish.</i><br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rose.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rose:" title="Rose" /><b>Mouricry</b> <a href="http://mouricry.deviantart.com/"><a href="http://mouricry.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/m/o/mouricry.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconmouricry:" title="mouricry"/></a></a><br />
<sub><b>Swallow my breath that makes me whole.<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tombstone.gif" width="21" height="25" alt=":tombstone:" title="I'll be your huckleberry!" />  </b></sub><br />
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<sub>Â© 2007 September 18th</sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~mouricry</author>
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                <title>obsession</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2007 20:44:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I sat and stared almost in awe of a black rose after the rain came<br />
ItÂs petals covered in due<br />
My eyes couldnÂt blink <br />
I was astonished by itÂs beauty<br />
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Then the angel came by <br />
The one I had seen once before <br />
His eyes pierced me like a sword<br />
They were black as coal <br />
And I stood in fear as the same <br />
I once did for the rose<br />
I tried to befriend him but he walked away<br />
Far away<br />
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And I felt no need to continue my search for his soul<br />
I kept wondering<br />
I keep thinking<br />
My brain was stuck in place <br />
Repeating the same thought over and over again<br />
Biting me in the eyes and they leaked with tears<br />
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My blood ran cold and I walked out <br />
Trying to put my brain back in Place<br />
But the angel kept entering my mind<br />
As if it were only there to torture me<br />
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<b>Mouricry</b><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/roseblack.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":blackrose:" title="Black Rose" /><br />
<sub><b>Swallow my breath that makes me whole.</b></sub><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tombstone.gif" width="21" height="25" alt=":tombstone:" title="I'll be your huckleberry!" /><br />
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                <title>New Job</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2007 11:57:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ HereÂs the news. IÂm really not liking the online classes, IÂm not exactly failing but in a way I am. I canÂt sit in front of a computer and do work and be expected to complete it properly when you have a myspace and a devianart at hand. I had to drop one class because it was too hard and IÂm going to try and talk to my mom about taking classes from home and not online.<br />
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The second the at itÂs upmost importance is I GOT A JOB AT <b>NATIVE SUN</b> The health food store I start today at 4 pm -8pm. Wish me luck <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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<b>Mouricry</b><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rose.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rose:" title="Rose" /><br />
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<sub><b>Swallow my breath that makes me whole.<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tombstone.gif" width="21" height="25" alt=":tombstone:" title="I'll be your huckleberry!" /></b></sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Take this away</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 03 Sep 2007 08:00:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I took the cancer out that was eating me alive. But I still bleed and feel the same pain I did before. This temple of  mine, they call a body. ItÂs skin has inflamed pores. They welt in places unspeakable and scarred in others. I with my sick fantasies destroy it. Leaving it in more pain.  These pore pincked and infected they bleed uncontrollably. My they grin, behind my lips holding the ocean of tears in my mouth.<br />
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This head. This mind is incripted. Playing the same hurtful words over and over again. Reminding that heartbreak, betrayal and neglect are coming to pay a visit. Soon, very soon within the next minuite or second to bully and push my brain around.<br />
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This heart. It tears and cries because the eyes refuse to. It sinks down the slippery surface of my chest to drown itself  in the acidic liquid in my stomach.<br />
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My head are empty? Where is my lover to keep them warm? He is all I have left and he is so far way. Wonder, when I Âll see him again. He and Rachel are all I have left. Everyone else, has left with a smile. <br />
And their heads up high<br />
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<i>I need to change</i><br />
 <i>I need to change</i><br />
 But it Â.<br />
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<i>ÂAlmost seems to late to turn, now that the angerÂs gone. It leaves behind the<b> pain</b> <u>again.</u>Â</i>-Clannad<br />
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Hold me<br />
Hold me<br />
Reincarnate me<br />
Change me.<br />
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<i> I canÂt stand this that holds me</i><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Sweet Memory Poem</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 14:21:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>Oh Sweet Memory that lies behind me!<br />
<i>Every sensation corrodes my soul with balance.</i><br />
My heart melts at the chocolate wonder full of <b>sweet dreams</b><br />
That passed my by.<br />
ChristmasÂ that never felt cold and summerÂs that warmed you.<br />
Coffee was never bitter<br />
And eyes were bright with color.<br />
Words had meaning and your friends were there for life.<br />
Oh sweet Memory your<b> flawless</b><i> perfection never leaves my mind.</i></sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2007 11:40:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <u>Everything So Far</u><br />
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<sub>So far on how things are going itÂs a combination of both good and bad.  My boyfriend left this morning to go back up to Washington at least until December. He showed me mount rainier and what it looks like in the winter time. To be honest, mountains donÂt really strike me as Beautiful, but that one is exceptional.<br />
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 I actually tried talking to my mother about going up there last night with her or dad but, that was a quick no. Now schoolwork is my main priority and my portfolio.  IÂm trying to get a series of different styles and ideas that I can pull off and are unique. IÂm also trying to finish tenth grade early as well. I think my next photo shoot will be a 1950Âs theme or 40Âs that idea was from RachelÂs mom. I would also like to do some autumn and winter themed work. Possibly a mentally insane idea again, but with some help of a photography minor or someone who knows art well. <br />
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I'm at star bucks right now drinking best bean coffee and writing. The music here sucks it's all twangy like a Shania Twain love song.  I think later today I'll go call the loop and find out where my application is. Well here's some questions for all!</sub><br />
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<i>Am I more of an air/water/earth element?<br />
Am I more of a horse person or a dolphin?</i><br />
<sub>Just curious</sub><br />
Take care much love for all,<br />
<b>Maura</b><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Celtic Song-Not by me</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 27 Aug 2007 18:35:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Rain fall softly to kiss your face<br />
Bring me back to your embrace<br />
Rain come down make the snows fade away<br />
On this bright winter's day<br />
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And I wonder where you are now<br />
In your own quiet way<br />
And I wonder where you are now<br />
On this bright winter's day<br />
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Herds of shadows they cross your eyes<br />
Wars are waging there's no disguise<br />
Herds through all of your sorrows sway<br />
On this bright winter's day<br />
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And I wonder where you are now<br />
In your own quiet way<br />
And I wonder where you are now<br />
On this bright winter's day<br />
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When the winds are still<br />
And the rivers icy grey<br />
I will always love you <br />
Till the end of my day<br />
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And I wonder where you are now<br />
In your own quiet way<br />
And I wonder where you are now<br />
On this bright winter's day<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>various Quizzes</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 27 Aug 2007 13:17:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>What type of animal spirit do you have?<sub><br />
<b>YOU ARE A HORSE!<b><br />
<i>According to shamanistic wisdom, the horse is first and foremost a free spirit, despite being enslaved by humans for thousands of years. Horse people tend to hate being told what to do, but do what they need to do anyway, without complaint or anger. Regardless of how beaten down horse people feel by things going on in their lives, their independent spirit is hard to break.<i><br />
<sub>What is your chinese element?<sub><br />
<b>you are earth!<b><br />
<i>Your dominant element is earth. Even if you sometimes pretend otherwise, do you kind of like hanging out with your folks or siblings? The ancient Yin-Yang scholars saw earth types as pretty family-oriented. Also, they are generally trusted by their friends and, being very reliable and responsible, rarely disappoint them. Earth people like to invite friends over for low-key activities like watching movies or just to hang out. <br />
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Do you have a fairly stable temper? It's not easy getting Earth types worked up. <br />
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Even if you grab a handful of earth and throw it up in the air it will always settle back to the ground. The element earth is therefore related to stability. <br />
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Trustworthiness is the dominant feature of the elemental energy of earth. This promotes the loyalty and responsibility in us. <br />
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If it isn't disturbed, earth can be very stationary. The earth element therefore allows us to sit still for a while and not to change our mind too often. <br />
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Things that provide security will encourage the positive qualities of earth. Everything from a sturdy bag to a well-built house can fulfill the need for safety. <br />
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A humid climate is best for earth as it keeps the earth damp and stops it from getting blown away. The colors that correspond to it are yellow and brown. <br />
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Earth types are known for having a sweet tooth. <br />
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NOTE: Earth types look huggable. They tend to have full cheeks and a generous mouth. <br />
<i></i></i></b></b></sub></sub></i></i></b></b></sub></sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Halloween</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 23 Aug 2007 09:25:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ When autumn leaves will fall, keeps repeating in my mind. I anticipate it, but regret it because fall has never been a good time for me. I love the way the air smells and the colors of fall. But the cold sickens me and people seem crueler and I get depressed. Halloween I hope is different this year, last Halloween I cried. <br />
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But, I think it should be different this year. I need to find something to do, and make a plan of some sort or even have some goals to accomplish. IÂll try and forget the past Âs dÃ©buts. Move on like average human beings. If I have to change for the better, one of the first things I would do is just that very thing. <br />
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Then stay out of the arrogant peopleÂs way, and let them do as they please and laugh at their pathetic lifeÂs so hard when you have everything attitude.<br />
LifeÂs hard period. But It also gives us the opportunity to change into better people and not become the bitch nobody likes when youÂre thirty. <br />
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I have an idea for my next shoot I want to do an earthy theme. Very bohemian and paganism, IÂve done something like that before but it didnÂt work out too well. So I want to try it again.<br />
I hope everybodyÂs week is doing great! J<br />
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Much love,<br />
Maura<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Moment</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Aug 2007 11:26:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ IÂm Waiting for that moment<br />
The one you get when an idea pops into your head<br />
Just a special moment<br />
But I promise itÂll be before IÂm dead<br />
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The one you get when an idea pops into your head,<br />
An Epiphany of some sort<br />
But I promise itÂll be before IÂm dead,<br />
And It will be a long report.<br />
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An Epiphany of some sort<br />
Something long and nothing short<br />
Just a special moment<br />
IÂm waiting for that moment.<br />
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IÂm Waiting for that moment<br />
The one you get when an idea pops into your head<br />
Just a special moment<br />
But I promise itÂll be before IÂm dead<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I found it!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 21 Aug 2007 14:40:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
<strong>YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</strong><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Lost Camera and other body parts.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 Aug 2007 13:33:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My eyes opened and light filled them, promising todayÂs existence. Whatever the consequences of living would be. Good or Bad I would have to live with it. I didnÂt break a nail, lose an eye or leg. My boyfriend still loved me and my family didnÂt abandon me. I went to church and could eat.. I wasnÂt shaking or trembling in embarrassment or fear. When I ran into my ex at wal-mart he didnÂt treat me like a disease or tell me to go away when I said hi. My sister didnÂt treat me like she normally does and thatÂs usually a good thing. She was actually one of the nicest people I encountered today other than my man.But out of all of those good things my day still sucked my only river of revitilizing happiness that keeps everything in the Maura going. I lost my camera. That wasnÂt the only thing that was bad. After a whole day of searching and tearing up every sofa and rampaging every room and car. I still couldnÂt find it or even my memorycard .I figured that was the end of her. So tommorrow IÂm going job hunting so I can get a job and buy meself a new and better camera with a higher mega-pixel at office-Depot or somewhere else. On the flipside IÂm going to miss Kristoff when he has to go back on the 28th. I havent seen my Vicki in I donÂt know how long, Late May or early June.  Once I get my new camera or find my lost one we need to hang out. Well thatÂs my day for you in a short tiny but significant bit. Napoleon my ex happen to have gotten hit by a car. I'm hating this online thing, I need to stop it and go back to school. This is alot more difficult than I expected.<br />
I miss kris.<br />
Maura<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Yesterday</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 18 Aug 2007 10:59:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I learned a few things while I sat in the car with a friend of mine I hadn't seen in what seemed ages. She and I have known each other since 6th grade and our relationship hasnt ended like most people our age. Whereas others change themselves dramatically and forget who they really are because of their friends. Their superficial friends who talk about other people because they have nothing better to do. And the more you talk about people negatively the more people think negatively of you. So after yesterday I realised I don't want to be one of those people. I want to be me, which I am and still trying to keep me alive without other's opinions and to shy against the stereotypes most people keep in themselves and with everyone. It's difficult for one to exactly be completely individual but, we can atleast try and be us regardless of whether we fit in or not.<br />
-Maura<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Schooling Etc.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 11 Aug 2007 17:45:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>My boyfriend is postponing moving back till about December, I'm doing all of my classes online so I won't be in an actual school. In someways I am incredibly happy in others I sort of want to be in that environment for numerous reasons. On other topics his plane ticket is post-poned till the 28th. I have my schedule all set up and I'm taking chinese and Web Design I think they'd be fun. I wanted french though besides that. I hope all of you are well as ever :]<br />
Much Love,<br />
Mouricry (maura)</sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Recent News for July 20th</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 20 Jul 2007 11:02:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub> Do not be shocked if you see a multi-colored haired girl in these pictures it's me. My hair is going to have fuisha extensions and what not. My beloved is coming to visit on sunday and I'm absolutely shaking with excitement.</sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Jul 2007 22:42:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>Oh the joys of being tipsy, <br />
I'm going back to my irish roots.<br />
My head is spinning<br />
and I'm giggly giggly.<br />
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Going back to my irish roots.<br />
Forgive me  Erin Gra Ma Croi<br />
I had to recrute<br />
I'm sorry I had to leave.<br />
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Forgive me Erin Gra Ma Croi<br />
Before my time is thinning<br />
My head is spinning<br />
Oh the joys of being tipsy.</sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Pissed off</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Jul 2007 01:01:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The Hell with everything right now!<br />
I honestly hate just about everyone.<br />
I do<br />
I do<br />
And I can't stand hearing about everybody being so god-damn happy when I'm going through hell.<br />
No one seems to understand that. Everyday something bad happens I'm suprised I havent shot anyone or whatever. I'm suprised I havent grown wings and flown off to never never land.<br />
I hate <br />
hate <br />
hate<br />
hate <br />
hate<br />
hate<br />
hate<br />
hate<br />
hate<br />
everything<br />
accept for a few and thats like 3 people and they know who they are.<br />
I havent talked to kris properly in 2 weeks and it's driving me crazy<br />
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I'm losing about everyone I'm close to <br />
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                <title>ever</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 04 Jul 2007 17:28:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You ever felt like a brick and you could'nt move <br />
you were frozen and had no idea <i>why<i/><br />
or what you were doing?<br />
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You ever felt like a cell under a microscope that <br />
was being watched consistantly?<br />
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Ever felt that way?<br />
Ever???<br />
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<sub> <b> take care <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /></b></sub></i> ]]></description>
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                <title>Searching</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 29 Jun 2007 19:31:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm looking for a reason <br />
a reason with the acception of love<br />
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I'm looking for a reason<br />
besides what lies up above<br />
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I'm looking<br />
I'm searching<br />
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Can't find a reason why<br />
a reason I should stay alive<br />
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Forgive me <br />
Forgive me<br />
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For all I've done wrong<br />
I'm getting through<br />
this wretched knot<br />
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That prohibits me from what I want to do<br />
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Hold me Hold me as Robert Smith once said<br />
Up so high<br />
Up so high<br />
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Just one more time<br />
Daddy Please forgive me<br />
<i>Give me the trust I used to have<br />
I'm sorry <br />
I'm sorry</i><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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