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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 12 Oct 2006 16:21:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup>guess what, guys: I'M GETTING PUBLISHED!</sup><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 16 Sep 2006 19:55:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup> i'm still here</sup> ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 01 Sep 2006 09:52:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Talking to the songbird yesterday<br />
Flew me to a place not far away<br />
She's a little pilot in my mind<br />
Singing songs of love to pass the time<br />
<br />
Gonna write a song so she can see<br />
Give her all the love she gives to me<br />
Talk of better days that have yet to come<br />
Never felt this love from anyone<br />
<br />
She's not anyone<br />
<br />
A man can never dream these kinds of things <br />
Especially when she came and spread her wings<br />
Whispered in my ear the things I'd like<br />
Then she flew away into the night<br />
<br />
Gonna write a song so she can see<br />
Give her all the love she gives to me<br />
Talk of better days that have yet to come<br />
Never felt this love from anyone<br />
<br />
She's not anyone ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 26 Aug 2006 19:14:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ miss you, justin! ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Aug 2006 15:05:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ heehee! ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>shh this will only last a second</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Aug 2006 14:43:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i'm so happy i'm single >:3<br />
haha<br />
fucker.<br />
even if you were an asshole in my dream<br />
doesn't mean you can't be one in the real world.<br />
brittany, you're a slut<br />
and a freak<br />
who dresses like a rotting corpse every day.<br />
i don't worship anybody.<br />
especially not yourself.<br />
that's gross.<br />
basically a necro<br />
HAHA<br />
whatever, i can have my outbursts.<br />
fuck and forget, right?<br />
it's so easy for me to separate fucking from loving.<br />
i'll never have that problem.<br />
i could have had such a nice dream.<br />
i'm not going to compete for anybody.<br />
first choice, my ass.<br />
come and see me, yeah right.<br />
you're going to love and want to marry her.<br />
what flighty bouts of commitment you have!<br />
and as for you<br />
the other one<br />
who will never see this entry<br />
thank you for calling me <br />
to ask me whether or not you should fuck that girl<br />
and then ask me for personal photos.<br />
and then saying you have to "bounce"<br />
wow.<br />
i'm so glad i don't care.<br />
yeah, that was annoying, but i'm smarter than that.<br />
fuck and forget.<br />
fuck fuck fuck fuck<br />
there is one other<br />
who i have only spoken to briefly<br />
but think of a lot.<br />
you're all right ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 06 Aug 2006 09:03:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ david cassidy, thank you for being sexy ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 17 Jul 2006 09:40:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i have the worst sun burn ever. i want to die.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
on another note, RISD kicks ass...i am so overworked but i'm having an awesome time. i keep trying to contact you folks at home, but no one is calling me! i miss new york. i can live without nj. i want to go back to jones beach! i need spf 1000000 ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 02 Jun 2006 06:11:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Clementine: Joel, I'm not a concept. Too many guys think I'm a concept or I complete them or I'm going to make them alive, but I'm just a fucked up girl who is looking for my own peace of mind. Don't assign me yours. <br />
<br />
Joel: I remember that speech really well. <br />
<br />
Clementine: I had you pegged, didn't I? <br />
<br />
Joel: You had the whole human race pegged. <br />
<br />
Clementine: Probably. <br />
<br />
Joel: I still thought you were going to save me. Even after that. <br />
<br />
<br />
________________________________________ ___________________________<br />
<br />
Joel: I don't see anything I don't like about you. <br />
<br />
Clementine: But you will! But you will, and I'll get bored with you and feel trapped, because that's what happens with me. <br />
________________________________________ ___________________________<br />
<br />
Clementine: I wish you'd stayed. <br />
<br />
Joel: I wish I'd stayed, too. NOW I wish I'd stayed. I wish I'd done a lot of things. I wish I'd... I wish I'd stayed... I do. <br />
________________________________________ ___________________________<br />
<br />
Joel: Constantly talking isn't necessarily communicating. ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jun 2006 04:10:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The more I see the less I know <br />
The more I like to let it go ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>haha! thanks for the feedback!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 25 May 2006 06:10:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ bahahaha! i'm done! i don't need any more bullshit in my life. what i do need is to take some more photos and put them up here. i've been wanting to paint too...good thing because that's all i'll be doing in a few weeks. where's that older man that bonnie saw in my tarot reading...people are assholes. not bonnie though, she's amazing :3. i am so ready. ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 23 May 2006 17:18:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Dave'd called me up yesterday<br />
Everything he loved had moved away<br />
I felt despair come crawling through that phone<br />
I know the feeling but don't get me wrong<br />
Dave I've always thought that you were touched by fate<br />
It's never easy but why throw it away?<br />
Maybe you were both chasing this<br />
Flirt with death but never kiss her,<br />
Dave<br />
<br />
Oh, I keep dreaming, I'll set the scene,<br />
So what's a fiver? Why so mean?<br />
The golden moment, the blinding gleam<br />
It's all over, that's too cheap.<br />
<br />
I see you bleed,<br />
I know you feel the squeeze,<br />
But please,<br />
Believe,<br />
The view from on your knees<br />
Deceives<br />
Keep going.<br />
Dave,<br />
<br />
I know you're empty, I know you're numb<br />
And you can't function, I know that you're drunk<br />
But Dave I've always felt that you were touched by fate<br />
The thing that gets me is the stupid waste.<br />
So pick it up and don't put it down,<br />
A newer story in another town<br />
<br />
I see you bleed<br />
I know you feel the squeeze<br />
Time heals<br />
Believe,<br />
Then it will seem you dreamed these things,<br />
Long Ago. ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 22 May 2006 18:58:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>There was a time you'd let me know, what's real and going on below<br />
But now you never show it to me do you?<br />
And remember when I moved in you?</i> ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 20 May 2006 13:06:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ wow..this song. so close to home!<br />
<br />
<sup><i>Wouldn't it be nice if we were older<br />
Then we wouldn't have to wait so long<br />
And wouldn't it be nice to live together<br />
In the kind of world where we belong<br />
<br />
<br />
You know its gonna make it that much better<br />
When we can say goodnight and stay together <br />
Wouldn't it be nice if we could wake up<br />
In the morning when the day is new<br />
And after having spent the day together<br />
Hold each other close the whole night through<br />
<br />
The happy times together we've been spending<br />
I wish that every kiss was neverending<br />
Oh Wouldn't it be nice<br />
<br />
Maybe if we think and wish and hope and pray it might come true <br />
Baby then there wouldn't be a single thing we couldn't do<br />
We could be married <br />
And then we'd be happy <br />
<br />
Wouldn't it be nice <br />
<br />
You know it seems the more we talk about it<br />
It only makes it worse to live without it<br />
But lets talk about it<br />
Oh, wouldn't it be nice<br />
<br />
good night baby<br />
sleep tight baby</i></sup> ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 12 May 2006 18:24:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[  ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 10 May 2006 18:51:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i><sup>J'ai tellement hate<br />
De pouvoir te voir<br />
Sentir les levres si douces<br />
Contre les miennes<br />
De coller mon corps<br />
Contre le tien<br />
Et de pouvoir me rechauffer<br />
Tout en te collant<br />
Car tu comptes enormement<br />
Pour moi<br />
Je t'aime<br />
Et je t'aimerai pour le restant<br />
De nos jours</sup><br />
<br />
<br />
Tu me manques beaucoup et je pense toujours à toi. Tu sais qui t'être...mais tu ne comprends pas français</i> ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 07 May 2006 09:25:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Name: Melissa Sheridan<br />
Birthdate: December 24, 1988 <br />
Birthplace: Morristown, NJ<br />
Current Location: Happyrock, NJ<br />
Eye Color: Blue/Green<br />
Hair Color: Dark Brown<br />
Height: 5'4<br />
Weight: 95 <br />
Piercings: someday<br />
Tatoos: One <br />
Boyfriend/Girlfriend: oh please!<br />
Overused Phraze: sweet<br />
FAVORITES <br />
Food: asparagus and snap peas. and CHILI CHEESEDOGS <br />
Candy: NO.candy is for quitters<br />
Number: 4<br />
Color: Green<br />
Animal: Goat<br />
Drink: Haagen Daz milkshake<br />
Alcohol Drink: i'm the merlot type of girl :3<br />
Bagel: YUM-Plain <br />
Letter: P <br />
Body Part on Opposite sex: chest/eyes/teeth<br />
This or That <br />
Pepsi or Coke: neither<br />
McDonalds or BurgerKing: i don't eat fast food<br />
Strawberry or Watermelon: Strawberry <br />
Hot tea or Ice tea: Iced <br />
Chocolate or Vanilla: Vanilla<br />
Hot Chocolate or Coffee: Hot cocoa <br />
Kiss or Hug: Hug first,kiss if you're lucky. <br />
Dog or Cat: Dog <br />
Rap or Punk: Punk <br />
Summer or Winter:Winter<br />
Scary Movies or Funny Movies: Funny<br />
Love or Money: Love <br />
YOUR... <br />
Bedtime: Whenever im sleepy <br />
Most Missed Memory: that day<br />
Best phyiscal feature: eyes<br />
Goal for this year: paint some awesome paintings and to meet some people @ RISD<br />
Best Friends: all my friends are the best <br />
Weakness: Trusting <br />
Fears: being forgotten,change, fogetting other people/things<br />
Heritage: irish,polish,italian,scotish<br />
Longest relationship: barely 2 years<br />
HAVE YOU... <br />
Ever Drank: Yes. <br />
Ever Smoked: No.<br />
Pot: No.  <br />
Ever been Drunk: Yes. <br />
Ever been beaten up: No. <br />
Ever beaten someone up: No.<br />
Ever Shoplifted: Yes. Unfortunately. <br />
Ever Skinny Dipped: YES.<br />
Ever Kissed Opposite sex: Yes. <br />
Been Dumped Lately: Yes<br />
IN A GUY/GIRL <br />
Favorite Eye Color: Green/Brown <br />
Favorite Hair Color: Brown<br />
Short or Long: Long <br />
Height: 6' and up <br />
Style: uhm.. Messy. <br />
Looks or Personality: Personality. Honestly. <br />
Hot or Cute: Adorable <br />
Drugs and Alcohol: Preferrably,No. <br />
Muscular or Really Skinny: Skinny <br />
RANDOMS <br />
Number of Regrets in the Past: I have a few, but who doesn't<br />
What country do you want to Visit: France<br />
How do you want to Die: Happy. <br />
Been to the Mall Lately: Yes. I hate it. <br />
Do you like Thunderstorms: They're beautiful. <br />
Get along with your Parents: For the most part<br />
Health Freak: Nah<br />
Do you think your Attractive: :3 <br />
Believe in Yourself: Yes. <br />
Want to go to College: Of course<br />
Do you Smoke: never<br />
Do you Drink: i'm not a habitual drinker<br />
Shower Daily: For sure. <br />
Been in Love: Yes. <br />
Do you Sing: if you use the term loosely...<br />
Want to get Married: Yes. <br />
Do you want Children: More? Yep. <br />
Have your future kids names planned out: nooooo<br />
Age you wanna lose your Virginity: i don't plan it like that. i'm a good girl though. it's not the age, it's the person. i could go at any time! (arnie-what's eating gilbert grape)<br />
Hate anyone: i wouldn't say hate...i get disgusted with people and then say nasty things whether they be true or not ok this has nothing to do with the question.. why would they end this survey with a question like that? ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 04 May 2006 15:39:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ a friend of mine called me today while i was out with my mom. i was so happy to hear from him. i think we're going to get together in the city soon...i think we'll head to MoMA and have a crazy time. heehee i can't wait. oh man myspace is so sad. never EVER go near myspace junkies! and and and i got this new sexy little dress (hahaha well preppy sexy if there is such a thing) that's made of light blue stretchy polo material, sleeveless, and has the polo collar. i think i'll wear it when we go to soho. wow..when i'm happy my journal entries are retarded. hahahahaha that's ok though, i'm allowed to be retarded when i'm happy. so maybe i should continue...i want to go to the beach because i got a new bikini..i'd freeze instantly though. i hate the jersey shore. i'll be taking advantage of my latest purchase this summer when i'm taking my class :3...oh how nice that would be...with some nice boys from Brown. oh man i need to stop this incessant banter! i sound so bubbleheaded...it's all right if i talk about my bikini...if i took pictures of myself in it and put it on myspace that'd be a different story! this summer i want to meet a NICE boy. someone witty and sarcastic wouldn't be bad either. party boys...eh, i don't know. it sounds fun, but i'd be a prude little thing. they're usually jerks anyway. oh i have plenty of time :3 too bad mr.cornell has to leave! ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>a stream of consciousness</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 03 May 2006 17:17:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i cant really say what im thinking maybe butterflies really do have souls and we are all just organic particles of something grander than ourselves...something soft like moonbeams hitting pillows and babybell cheese circles, a sort of spongy lightness.that's my soul. i want to photograph my soul. i'm going to do that. a foot below where nobody knows where the mealworms and ants burrow i'll be here today and there tomorrow. i'm going to lick the lichens off the stone and wonder how she died. where is she now? what happened to that organic matter that was her soul? in the ocean where there is light reflected like tesselated tic tac toe boards and salt crystalizes on the rocks. i feel like staring into a puddle and pretending i can see the koi. the magic koi that are in my pond. not our pond. my pond. they were special to ME. it's hard to break in white sneakers. they're so clean and white...the slow diminishing might be trendy, but they're still dirty. it's like enjoying a cake... i want to burn some basil and see dragons. i want to see something spectacular and small. i want to see a world in a grain of sand and heaven in a flower. ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 02 May 2006 19:27:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ haha i hate whores. i'll never be one. ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 18 Apr 2006 16:55:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ These lyrics, definitely appeal to me now. I've always liked this song, but now it seems the lyrics really fit where i am right now. my thoughts translated into lyrics..<br />
<br />
<br />
While I'm far away from you my baby<br />
I know it's hard for you my baby<br />
Because it's hard for me my baby<br />
And the darkest hour is just before dawn <br />
<br />
Each night before you go to bed my baby<br />
Whisper a little prayer for me my baby<br />
And tell all the stars above<br />
This is dedicated to the one I love<br />
Love can never be exactly like we want it to be<br />
<br />
I could be satisfied knowing you love me<br />
And there's one thing I want you to do<br />
Espically for me<br />
And it's something that everybody needs<br />
<br />
While I'm far away from you my baby<br />
Whisper a little prayer for me my baby<br />
Because it's hard for me my baby<br />
And the darkest hour is just before dawn<br />
<br />
If there's one thing I want you to do <br />
Especially for me<br />
Then it's something that everybody needs<br />
<br />
Each night before you go to bed my baby<br />
Whisper a little prayer for me my baby<br />
And tell all the stars above<br />
This is dedicated to the one I love<br />
This is dedicated to the one I love<br />
This is dedicated to the one I love<br />
This is dedicated to the one I love ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 16 Apr 2006 05:53:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i hate change. i don't get it and i hate where i am because of it. all i have is anxiety, confusion, and a twisted, unrequited love that i can't kill. change makes people ugly. i don't know how to help myself. i've called people, annoyed the fuck out of people, and i even tried the prayer thing last night. i must be so blind to not understand how i got here. being demoted sucks. i don't know how to "come around."i don't know who to turn to anymore. i once had a 24/7 help line, but that's forever gone now. i got zero sleep last night. for two years all i was told was that i was loved more than life. i was everything. i was someone always worth talking to and if i had a problem and i needed help, it was there if i wanted it. maybe not in a phonecall, but in a note from later. having that supply run out in one day is not at all easy. being loved one week and avoided the next...ouch. i even offered the space thing, and i left up to him and he said i just caught him at a bad time and i could still talk to him. well, it seems i was right. i am too much. i still think about him the way i did before. it makes me easy and ugly. i hate that he can do that. how can he be able to drop me and i not do the same thing when i'm alone in my thoughts? i still have everything. how can the person in my memories be this person that i talked to last night? i went from dream girl to obsessive weirdo in no time at all. i'm not launching an attack. i'm venting. i'm regurgitating my thoughts because this is my journal to do it in. and it's not like we had a huge fight because either of us was caught cheating or anything like that. it was a realization of a unfruitful future, and i can understand that. ok, see new people, gradually become more comfortable as friends. i thought we'd keep a closer relationship because we still had the same feelings, but new conclusions. i don't know if it's a "protect myself" thing that he's doing by totally untying himself from everything that kept him with me that he instituted himself or if it's a marine thing where you give up everything to focus on the corps. i don't understand! i just want to get inside his head so i can understand, backoff a little, help him, i don't know, but i know it'd help somehow. but i can't go there anymore, so i asked god to do it for me. i asked him to help him and to keep him and a bunch of other stuff. i know prayers aren't wishes, but that's getting a little too personal for me. i'm going to keep the rest of what i said to myself. i hoped that there was one part of him that the marines couldn't touch, a part that would always have a morsel of love for me. and i have this hope that if i could just appear to him this afternoon, that part would consume him and he'd greet me with open arms, and a little more. and the fact i have to wonder about that has moved me to tears every night i thought about it. i've told him every time we've talked what was on my mind...yeah, i don't think he wanted to hear it, but i still want to know what's going on behind his eyes! i used to be his trigger to instant happiness, and i miss not being able to be that any more. i loved the little notes when we couldn't talk and the effort he made to talk to me when he had the time and everything. i miss it all. i miss being able to help him the most. it depresses me to no end to know that if i want to help him that i have to let him be. but that is what love is. i do love him still, and if i want to see him a happier person, then i have let him find himself, even if that means i am put aside because of it. i love him so much, a very deep and mature love. i love him as a human being above all things. he'll always be my dave to me no matter how long it is before he talks to me or sees me again. if this love i have makes me seem easy and pathetic and dramatic, i'll take it. this is a more profound love than i had before, that loves regardless of his response. before i loved him more because of what i was to him and the dreams he and i shared. i love him because i know him and he's a beautiful person. i'll always sit with that. that love will always be here, and when he wants it, it'll be here for him to have. i remember when he came back from boot camp and when i called him all i did was ask him to tell me he loved me over and over again, because it had been 3 months. it might be years until i hear it again. it might be never. i'll still love him regardless, forever. dave, take all the time you need to get better. you're still in my thoughts, my heart, and my prayers. ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Update</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 29 Mar 2006 18:15:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yaaaay it's TSA time! I get to go to the awards ceremony on Tuesday...and if i win i go to Texas. Why Texas? Texas Instruments, the calculator company? idk, i've been shooting so much, and i have a million more photos to upload, but DA sucks when it comes to submitting photos. yaaaaaay i'm failing bio. i hate bio. i love photo! fweeeeeeeee ]]></description>
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                <title>Insert Post Breakup Lyrics Here</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 Mar 2006 04:09:16 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm a sap like the rest of them. It's odd. Whenever I see song lyrics in someone's journal or profile, I can never really feel the same thing the poster does. I'm not going to be the slitty wrist poet either. I wish I could say I didn't care anymore, but that would be a lie. I live on a diet of dreams. When you create someone for yourself, how do you kill them? I'm going to leave my DA page the same because I really don't give a fuck if I miss out on a possible relationship because the admirer in question thinks I'm taken. I don't want it. DA brought me the best relationship but it was sick. We still have the feelings, but distance is dissolving the energy we had to carry it through. It was a cruel thing we had going. How did I really expect to still live? I was so full of hope and dreams. You know when you take a bubble bath and there are those bubble stacks? You know when you make a big one and are so happy about it and then you hear all the little popping noises because it's collapsing? That's how I feel right now. My insides are popping. All my dreams are decaying. I'm trying to hold on to them but it's not an easy rot to stop. Yes dave, I am craving attention in this post. I do want you to feel sorry for me. I am not going to deny it. I am a sick girl. I'm not going to be coy and pretend to be one way to get another reaction. I knew you lost interest gradually before. It still came as a shock to me. I hate this. I was passive before, and after I'm going crazy about him? I'm insane. I know I need to help myself. I don't know how. I don't care about who I date now, I'm so used to waiting. I might keep going. A life of celibacy at 17. Ha! I wish I could. Dave, dave, dave...sorry about your girl.<br />
<br />
<br />
What I really wanna know, my baby,<br />
What I really wanna say is theres just one,<br />
Way back,<br />
And Ill make it, yea,<br />
But my soul will have to wait.<br />
<br />
<br />
so i'm sappy. i went to your page and listened to that goddam song and i liked it. fuck, dave, what am i supposed to do? ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 Mar 2006 19:59:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i did that thing again...i fell asleep in an odd spot. it was late at work, and the previous two nights i went to bed at 3am and 1am, and only ate a chicken parm for the day's meal that i found myself in my favorite spot...up front hugging the heater. i fell asleep on the heater for a good 5 minutes and i was really out. then out of nowhere, rich exclaims, "DO YOU HAVE ANY MOISTURIZER?!"...obviously he knows how bad i deal with people sneaking up on me..and so immediately i sprung backwards with a yelp, nearly losing not only the heater, but also my balance. yeah, good thing i didn't fall off that stool, haha ]]></description>
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                <title>RISD!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2006 15:10:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup>I got the confirmation. I'm set. I'm going to RISD this summer! I am so excited and thrilled to be granted the opportunity to take 6 weeks from my summer to study oil painting at perhaps the best art school in the country. I'm going to be <i>taught</i>...something I haven't had in art since gradeschool. RI is sooo much nicer than NJ and I can't wait to live there! </sup> ]]></description>
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                <title>O How I Wish I Could Win The Lottery!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 07 Dec 2005 18:37:11 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's been a month since I was given my Nikon D70s, and already I have found another camera to lust for. My life as a poor artiste has already commenced! I can't possibly save up for a car when I want the Leica MP Hermes Edition! I don't even have my permit yet...I really don't have any need (or the money) to drive. I'd rather have the camera! I've seen a bunch of sample photos on various sites and have read lots of reviews. I'm a big fan of Russian SLRs to begin with, so the Leica MP scored well with me. And! It has my initials (MP), so it must be fated that I get it! ]]></description>
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                <title>My Spidey Senses Are Tingling</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 Nov 2005 16:39:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I had this dream last night where I was in this creepy old victorian estate and I was lost with a bunch of people I know (but don't remember). At one point a big spider with really long legs crawls on my exposed shoulder, and I'm feeling the legs and how long they are frightens me for some reason. I grab the spider by the legs and throw it off before I'm bitten. This morning I wake up to an unpleasant feeling on my right shoulder. My shoulder is raw and red and I have a rash like a bullseye, an indicator of a spider bite. I'm pretty sure my dream was as weird as it was as a result of external stimuli rather than a premonition, but nevertheless...I am on antiboitics and have to miss work tomorrow to go to the doctor. That damned spider cost me a whole day's pay! ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Exquisite Corpse</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 25 Nov 2005 11:16:39 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've jus edited, duplicated, and resized, over 200 photos. My eyes are shot. I keep seeing dots everywhere and I have a headache that wasn't there before. I'm also a bit more depressed than I was before, seeing all the cute couples so happy and all dressed up in the homecoming photos. I can barely read what I'm typing. I need to get away from the monitor. I really don't feel like going to work...noone is going to come in the day after TG so I'm going get bored and start eating power bars and apple juice again. Less than one month until my birthday! There's something for me to be happy about. Being the peacemaker is a highly stressful role to play. Hedwig and the Angry Inch is still amazing. I'm listening to the st right now (more specifically Hedwig's Lament). I gave a piece to my mother. I gave a piece to my man. I gave a piece to the rockstar. He took the good stuff...and ran. ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>MY NEW BABY</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 29 Oct 2005 17:26:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ HAHAHA! I GOT A NIKON D70 OUTFIT BITCHES! ]]></description>
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                <title>Paper Moon</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 08 Oct 2005 09:35:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's Only A Paper Moon<br />
Ella Fitzgerald<br />
<br />
Say, it's only a paper moon,<br />
Sailing over a cardboard sea,<br />
But it wouldn't be make believe,<br />
If you believed in me.<br />
Yes, it's only a canvas sky,<br />
Hanging over a muslin tree,<br />
But it wouldn't be make believe,<br />
If you believed in me.<br />
(chorus)<br />
Without your love,<br />
It's a honky tonk parade,<br />
Without your love,<br />
It's a melody played,<br />
At a penny arcade.<br />
It's a Barnum and Bailey world,<br />
Just as phony,<br />
As it can be,<br />
But it wouldn't be make believe,<br />
If you believed in me.<br />
<br />
hahaha...SAT ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>MOVIES!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 04 Sep 2005 18:46:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ LIST OF MOVIES TO VIEW:<br />
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Cowboys and Angels<br />
<br />
Demonlover <a href="http://www.capndesign.com/mini/film/demonlover.php">[link]</a><br />
<br />
The Secret Life of Walter Mitty <a href="http://www.capndesign.com/mini/film/the_secret_life_of_walter_mitty_a.php">[link]</a><br />
<br />
I Am Trying to Break Your Heart <a href="http://www.capndesign.com/mini/film/i_am_trying_to_break_your_heart_b.php">[link]</a><br />
<br />
13 Conversations About One Thing <a href="http://www.capndesign.com/mini/film/13_conversations_about_one_thing.php">[link]</a><br />
<br />
Amélie<br />
<br />
Adaptation <a href="http://www.capndesign.com/mini/film/adaptation.php">[link]</a><br />
<br />
Moonlight Mile <a href="http://www.capndesign.com/mini/film/moonlight_mile.php">[link]</a><br />
<br />
 The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys<br />
<br />
Igby Goes Down <a href="http://www.capndesign.com/mini/film/igby_goes_down.php">[link]</a><br />
<br />
One Hour Photo <a href="http://www.capndesign.com/mini/film/one_hour_photo.php">[link]</a><br />
<br />
Kissing Jessica Stein<br />
<br />
What Time Is It There? <a href="http://www.capndesign.com/mini/film/what_time_is_it_there.php">[link]</a><br />
<br />
<br />
WANT LIST<br />
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Brocade Menswear Vest <a href="http://www.luckybrandjeans.com/btc/product_display.aspx?l=00020084000000000000&amp">[link]</a><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" />=LBX07200&k=00020084000000000000&amp<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" />n=1<br />
<br />
Vietnam Track Jacket <a href="http://www.luckybrandjeans.com/btc/product_display.aspx?p=LBX07215&l=00020090000000000000">[link]</a><br />
<br />
Dragon Year Tee <a href="http://www.luckybrandjeans.com/btc/product_display.aspx?l=00020090000000000000&amp">[link]</a><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" />=LBX07249&k=00020090000000000000&amp<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" />n=1<br />
<br />
Dream Jean <a href="http://www.luckybrandjeans.com/btc/product_display.aspx?p=LBX05879&l=00020013000000000000">[link]</a> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 11 Aug 2005 17:58:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I just read this...i am so glad i don't play video games anymore...<br />
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<a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/6448213/did/8888579/">[link]</a> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 10 Jul 2005 06:23:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ omigosh haha. i come home and my face decides to be mean and swell up! i look ridiculous right now. the right side of my lip and under my left eye is swollen still from last night. Its a tad freaky. Im glad to be back from my little vacation. Its time to party with my friends and lovers!....but come tomorrow I am SO screwedfor I have to go to FIT without the ID card that I could have gotten months ago. I feel the need to read BUST. ]]></description>
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                <title>Blah</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 05 Jun 2005 17:54:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Three movies to see on my list: Kids(chloe gets HIV), Better than Chocolate (because everyone loves a good lesbian movie), Ken Park (artsy movie about skaters and 3somes). I really, really, REALLY love movies. I went to Central Park for the first time this weekend. It was nice, but never have I felt more humbled or embarrassed! I suffered from a severe case of what photographers call camera-envy. I was so intimidated by all the high-end cameras there I couldn't take any photos (well that, and i was shooed away when I wanted to shoot). I need a new camera. I need money. I need that job!!!! I have a tremendous headache because I have just screwed myself over and have no idea what to do for my final project for photo. I took a paper/confetti cutter in the shape of Cinderella's castle and took a bite out of Brinkley. Take that Adam! So now the castle is forever a part of the appendix. HAH. Take that. That god awful book has cost me soooo many hours of sleep. On a higher note, Dave was a sex face today and entertained me with his "frustration". Haha...poor guy...that's what he gets for being a Marine! Mmmm watched strip search today. ARGH! now i find myself frustrated. GOD DAMMIT! why does my stripper have to be all the way at 29 Palms!?!?!?!? bah...i'm much too much of a goody goody for that anyway and i'm no skank ;3 ]]></description>
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                <title>A HOME AT THE END OF THE WORLD</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 Apr 2005 16:52:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i have one more day to survive until i  may talk to my lovey! i walked to the  park today, got a push up pop for the  first time since we shared one last  summer, and sat at our bench and did  some work for school. i love my town.  it is such a breautiful, clean place. i  got a pamphlet from yale university  today in the mail. i'm still debating  on which college to go to over the  summer next year for classes: RISD or  Yale. I think I'm going to visit RISD  since i want to go there the most. i  love dreaming about college. man...i  hope my hair keeps growing. i'm getting  a bit tired of being called peter pan.  oh well...he was sexy in a way i guess.  it could be worse...i could never date  a professional actor. i fall in love  with movie characters so easily, i  really do. then after a really good  movie i'll stalk my new love for  information, to find that he is nothing  like the character. an excellent liar!  i'd be to paranoid with an actor. if i  ever asked him to change a habit or  something...he'd have that lying  superpower. i watched "A Home at the  End of the World" for the first time  and fell in love with the movie and  BOBBY. I thought Collin Ferell was  stunning in that film. An innocent  virgin like him doesn't exist. I read  some interviews online last night with  the irishman...i really do not  appreciate him as a person....i dunno,  that just left me a bit sad. sometimes  it's nice to believe the lies the media  makes. *sigh* haha..my mom just paid me  $10 so she didn't have to make me a big  dinner and make me a PBJ instead. my  mom! she sure knows how to pitch a good  deal.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 03 Apr 2005 16:07:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ you know what i want. i want a good,  guy-friend. i seem to lose all the ones  i have! they move away or their moms  die or i don't know them well enough in  the first place. i want someone to call  up and talk about random things that we  have in common. i had a friend of mine  come over today...we watched a  pointless movie. it was a bit awkward  and there wasn't enough to do. my dog  attacked him and wouldn't shut up.  after the movie we went on a walk to  the park with my other friend to feed  the ducks. on the way my friend made a  racial comment about a house we passed  and then it turns out that it was an  indirect insult to him. poor guy! and  then came the park- even that was  depressing. there were about 5 ducks  there in the muddy, puddle-covered park  for us to feed. I feel so bad. I wanted  to show a new friend a good time and I  messed it all up..and probably freaked  him out some. I'm so sorry, Dave!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 18 Mar 2005 12:52:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 1 year anniversary today. no mail.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 Mar 2005 16:30:09 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2005 17:53:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ oh man. if you ever want to listen to a  sad song, listen to "tell laura i love  her".<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 22 Feb 2005 16:31:38 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am such a bad girlfriend....dave is  going to kill me when he gets out. RRR  WHY DID HE HAVE TO GO AND GET ME THAT  BRACELET! NOW I CAN'T FUCKING FIND IT.<br />
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<sup> hee hee...perhaps i overreacted. my  bracelet was actually on my mom's bed.  and with that, i must conclude, i am  still a good girlfriend <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" />. </sup><br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red" />buy smashbox foundation primer<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red" />buy urban decay eyeshadow primer<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red" />get latex gloves<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red" />buy silver glitter eyeliner<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red" />buy The Celebrity Black Book<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red" />paint Jake Gyllenhaal<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red" />write dave so that he doesn't die and  think i've   forgotten him<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red" />finish old man and the sea by thursday<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red" />finish history notes<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red" />load DD soundtrack to iPod<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red" />call brittany<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red" />call her ferret lover<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red" />buy pink eyeshadow<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red" /> re-schedule my hair appt...since i'm  not a natural purple<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red" /> finish that painting<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red" /> sleep<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Mad World</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Feb 2005 15:38:14 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ All around me are familiar faces <br />
Worn out places, worn out faces <br />
Bright and early for their daily races <br />
Going nowhere, going nowhere <br />
<br />
And their tears are filling up their  glasses <br />
No expression, no expression <br />
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow <br />
No tommorow, no tommorow <br />
<br />
And I find it kind of funny <br />
I find it kind of sad <br />
The dreams in which I'm dying <br />
Are the best I've ever had <br />
I find it hard to tell you <br />
Cause I find it hard to take <br />
When people run in circles <br />
It's a very, very <br />
Mad World <br />
<br />
Children waiting for the day they feel  good <br />
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday <br />
Made to feel the way that every child  should <br />
Sit and listen, sit and listen <br />
<br />
Went to school and I was very nervous <br />
No one knew me, no one knew me <br />
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson <br />
Look right through me, look right  through me<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 17 Feb 2005 10:52:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i believe i need to upload my paintings  some time in the near future. i've been  fav-ing so many oil/acrylic/encaustic  paintings on DA as of late primarily  because they would serve as wonderful  references. i found a great book on  encaustic painting and i hope to  experiment with encaustic paints over  spring/summer break. Right now I'm  working with acrylics and oils  currently and am thuroughly enjoying  the sweet scent of turpentine. So,  expect to see some "real" art from me  soon!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>D A V E   U P D A T E</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Feb 2005 15:34:32 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Dave:<br />
-was smart enough to kill the pink eye  by putting hand sanitizer in it. (yes,  we are speaking of the nation's next  president)<br />
<br />
-got caught with an abercrombie gift  card by the DI that my sister got him.  the card was thrown out and he was  called gay for having a half naked man  in his wallet XD<br />
<br />
-is tan<br />
<br />
-thinks i'm lazy<br />
<br />
-is bald (DAMN! now i can't make fun of  bald people anymore.)<br />
<br />
- is tan<br />
<br />
- named his m16 MELISSA<br />
<br />
- is a brief wearing pussyface<br />
<br />
- can't spell in any of his letters  (claire and i are going to teach him a  few things about how to write!)<br />
<br />
-sleeps with nate and not me<br />
<br />
-showers with other men and not me<br />
<br />
- can't groom his bonsai tree anymore<br />
<br />
wow....i love the marines. haha jk.  dave will come with his m16 and blow  your head off if anyone gives me lip!  mmmmm i love that sexy hit man of mine <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>WORD FROM MY RECRUIT!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 07 Feb 2005 12:55:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ not only did i get a letter from my  dave, i got 2!! My poor Dave is coming  down with pink eye. It's really hard to  read one of the letters because he  wrote it while he was supposed to be  sleeping. don't they have 4 hours of  sleep basically? he still takes the  time to write me a letter, in the dark  and sacrifice possible sleep time just  for me. my dave loves me so much! i  hope he gets my letters soon. other  than the pink eye and his cough, dave  seems to be doing ok. he's grown close  to his fellow recruits in his platoon  and likes (or prefers to his other  courses) his martial arts training.  Didn't take long for the DI to find his  ultimate weakness... according to his  letter, he gets bitched at everyday by  the DI about how I am cheating on him.  degrading-yes, but i can understand  where the DI is coming from and the  reasons for such tactics. i know dave  enough to rest assured that he won't  give up on me or his military career.  if he doesn't already know that i am  dedicated, he'll find out when he reads  my 8 page epics.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The Grand Explanation</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 30 Jan 2005 07:19:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ taken from a phone conversation that i  recorded before Dave left for boot:<br /><br />Me: Why are you a Dave?<br />
<br />
Dave: Why am I a Dave?<br />
<br />
Me: Mhm.<br />
<br />
Dave: Because you're a Melissa and a  Melissa is made for a <br />
Dave. ...I dunno..It's like asking a  penis why it's a penis. [it's a penis]  Because there is a vagina over there.  The penis has to sit IN the vagina. The  penis is made to be a penis because the  vagina was made to be a penis receptor.<br />
<br />
Me: *hysterical laugh*....Aren't there  other Daves?<br />
<br />
Dave: Well I bet there have been other  Melissas.<br />
<br />
Me: Is there a different Dave for every  Melissa?<br />
<br />
Dave: Yeah? What do you think, like one  Dave fits all or something? I am the  Melissa-Dave. There's like Ashely-Dave  and Jennifer-Daves and  What-the-fuck-ever-Daves and there's  other Melissas, but there's not many  other Dave-Melissas. You are like the  best Melissa-Dave.<br />
<br />
Me: How do you feel about your knees?<br />
<br />
...yah, the conversation gets even  weirder. hahahaha<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>THANK GOD</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 Jan 2005 18:58:38 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I love you Mrs. Bonilla.<br /><br />I was so worried today and heard all  these awful things that <br />
<br />
happen to returning marines. All these  fears of Dave changing <br />
<br />
too much for me to recognize him scared  the crap out of me. I <br />
<br />
had this dream that he came back and  was all ready to marry <br />
<br />
me, but i couldn't do it because I  didn't know who he was. I <br />
<br />
don't ever want that to happen. I don't  understand how he can <br />
<br />
not change under the circumstances and  conditions associated <br />
<br />
with the military. What if he stops  making his crazy little <br />
<br />
squeals that he can do better than any  girl? What if he doesn't <br />
<br />
call me a billion different nicknames  anymore? What if he <br />
<br />
doesn't ever act like a girl again  because he has to be a MAN? <br />
<br />
Will I lose my dom rights? Will he  still say the things he does <br />
<br />
that are better than any sonnet ever  written? Will he no longer <br />
<br />
care? Will he no longer get upset over  little things that I do just <br />
<br />
so that I can remind myself that he  loves me as much as I <br />
<br />
know he does? I'm so afraid that he'll  come back to me and be <br />
<br />
half Dave and half marine. My english  teacher frightened me <br />
<br />
today. His son is in the navy...We  discussed this short <br />
<br />
story, "Soldier's Home" by Earnest  Hemingway (from our <br />
<br />
midterm essay). It's about this Marine  that returns from WWI <br />
<br />
and doesn't love anyone. He comes back  a hollow teen. I <br />
<br />
sware, if Dave didn't get the position  as programmer and <br />
<br />
became a combat engineer, I would be  pissing my pants. He <br />
<br />
also went on to say that there have  been all these marines <br />
<br />
returning from Iraq that have come home  mentally unstable <br />
<br />
and had to go through marriage  counselling. THEN I went <br />
<br />
babysitting to find on the news tat 5  marines were shot over in <br />
<br />
Iraq today. Naturally, I was not very  happy (to say the least). <br />
<br />
As I was watching tv, I was surprised  to find that someone had <br />
<br />
left me a voicemail. My first thought  was, "HOLY CRAP! <br />
<br />
THEY'VE CALLED TO TELL ME THAT DAVE  BROKE HIS TOE AND <br />
<br />
HAS BEEN KICKED OUT!"...it was his mom.  Apparently he was <br />
<br />
able to make a 2 min phonecall and  called his mom. He gave <br />
<br />
her instructtions to give me the  message that he made it ok <br />
<br />
and was surviving. I love Dave's mom.  She barely knows me, <br />
<br />
and treats me so well. I'll never take  her kindness for granted. <br />
<br />
Thank you, Mrs. Bonilla.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>oh miss hillary!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 26 Dec 2004 12:28:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've decided to take a hiatus from  photography and get back to natural  media/cg. I was so inspired today went  i visited my father's associate and saw  his youngest daughter's room. (Hillary,  if you are reading this, i have to tell  you that i find you to be an amazing  artist!) I'm setting up my new iPod and  musing about what sorts of artsy things  i will do this week. I am so psyched  when it comes to looking at art  colleges. The thought of being  surrounded by talented artists just  excites me so much. Art really is  magic. Oh man...i need to stop my  ranting before i turn into an  evangelist advocating art.  aaaaaaanyway... I am going into the  city this week to burn some $$. I'll  probably visit my bohemian heaven, Soho  and a few of my favorite bookstores. I  think it be most definitely awesome if  I could meet up with miss Hillary (hope  i'm spelling her name right >.&gt<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> and do  some damage in the city. Haha yah...now  i'm on an idolizing rant (sorry Hillary <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" /> ). The icing that topped the cake was  seeing her Hedwig  soundtrack...listening to Origin of  Love right now. i wish i could spread  some gay men on this sandwich and eat  them all up. don't worry, i still love  you dave. DAVE WENTWORTH IS MY HUSBAND.  my deepest apologies to those fine men  and women who wish they had beaten me  to the prize. I win! I wish i had  gotten my sister's aquapet. oooooooo i  get one from miss jan when i commence  school. STEPHANIE TEED. you. and me.  tomorrow. hedwig bash. For all of those  in need of some awesomely awesome  music, may i suggest AYREON. (their  song Day Seven: Hope is my favorite.  such a happy, happy song). iPod is  ready! Ok, on a closing note, miss  Hillary, thank you so much for  inspiring me! I'd love to talk to you  some time and perhaps pick up some tips  or just chat mindlessly about japan and  it's godness. feel free to IM me!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Dec 2004 15:17:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 2 more fabulous days until my birthday!  i was just watching some clips  online...god, all i want to do is watch  Hedwig and the Angry Inch. I'm  listening to The Origin of Love right  now. It's so hard to find the others  from the soundtrack that I like. this  song is ok...but i need more! I need  some men in makeup action  nooooooooooooow. ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 19 Dec 2004 07:19:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee<br />
i got such a boy cut yesterday<br />
and i looooooove it<br />
because i still look like a girl.<br />
everyone in the salon was all "you have  such a small face! short hair is  perfect for you."<br />
short hair is truly awesome...and so  are those scalp massages at the salon.  mmmmmm the best thing about short hair  is being able to style it in crazy ways  and look artsy. i am a most happy girl. ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2004 03:43:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i'm listening to this song and it makes  me so nostalgic. i suppose if i had to  choose one song to be my favorite it  would be fiddler on the green. it's  such an eerie, wonderful song. i  suppose everyone has a song like that.  well now you know mine. ]]></description>
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                <title>I FUCKING HATE PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 02 Dec 2004 03:58:32 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup> that stupid woman. she never showed  monday after school to pick us up. we  were left in the cold for 30 mins after  school left out. i nearly missed my  babysitting job at the hands of a  busdriver so fat i'm surprised she can  fit through that door. she has been  late everyday this week after school.  and you know what? IT'S FUCKING  DECEMBER AND FUCKING FREEZING! i went  to the bus stop this morning and waited  by the highway for a good 20 mins and  started my way back after i loss all  feeling in my legs. as i was about to  turn the corner, what do i see? the bus  of course came and left as i was  leaving. that cunt of a busdriver needs  to get run over and fed to dogs and  made into fertilzer and then a salad  and eaten by the dumbfuck who emplyed  her. </sup> ]]></description>
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                <title>"nibble at the cheese of life" - Open Bo</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 29 Nov 2004 18:40:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ argh<br />
if i could think, then my monday would  be better.<br />
god!<br />
stupid gifts!<br />
stupid cell phone!<br />
stupid jeffersonian era!<br />
stupid boat!<br />
stupid picky kids!<br />
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH<br />
SAD! ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 Nov 2004 19:55:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ a bird shat on my head today ]]></description>
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                <title>Dave, I'm So Sorry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 20 Nov 2004 16:16:14 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Nemo<br />
<br />
This is me for forever<br />
One of the lost ones<br />
The one without a name<br />
Without an honest heart<br />
as compass<br />
<br />
This is me for forever<br />
One without a name<br />
These lines the last endeavor<br />
To find the missing lifeline<br />
<br />
[Refrain:]<br />
Oh how I wish<br />
For soothing rain<br />
All I wish is to dream again<br />
My loving heart<br />
Lost in the dark<br />
For hope I'd give my everything<br />
<br />
My flower, withered between <br />
The pages 2 and 3<br />
The once and forever bloom<br />
gone with my sins<br />
<br />
Walk the dark path<br />
Sleep with angels<br />
Call the past for help<br />
Touch me with your love<br />
And reveal to me my true name<br />
<br />
(Repeat Refrain)<br />
<br />
Oh how I wish<br />
For soothing rain<br />
Oh how I wish to dream again<br />
<br />
Once and for all<br />
And all for once<br />
Nemo my name forever more<br />
<br />
Nemo sailing home<br />
Nemo letting go<br />
<br />
(Repeat Refrain)<br />
<br />
Once and for all<br />
And all for once<br />
Nemo my name forevermore<br />
My name forevermore ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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                <title>all is good</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 31 Oct 2004 09:56:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ " Melissa Sheridan Wentworth, we are  still married." ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 25 Oct 2004 19:59:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today dave picked me up after school.  It was nice to see him :3. we hung out  in the park for awhile and did melissa  and dave type things. ...then we got  icecream and watched a movie at my  house. it was much fun. i think we're  going out to the bagel bin tomorrow  morning. mmmm bagels ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 03 Oct 2004 18:25:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i love eternal sunshine of the spotless  mind so much. that movie spurs so many  thoughts and things to ponder. that  movie is my passion. i obsess about it.  i want the soundtrack. i want the movie  poster. i want so many things! i got my  hair cut pretty dhort today. i got some  cool hair clips to use. i must say, the  woman did a really nice job. i can't  wait to go show it off :3. ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 18 Sep 2004 13:43:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i just got a the mars volta cd and some  liquid eyeliner. i tried the eyeliner  and it bled into my eyes. I have  dalmation eyes now! Please excuse me as  i read that god awful book formally  known as DANDELION WINE in my jacuzi  tub...okay, so maybe it won't be <i>that</i>  bad. Ivan took my patio furniture and  threw it 100 feet across the lawn.  There are even marks in the ground  where the chairs were dragged. I'm  lucky that he didn't steal any of my  trees. ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 14 Sep 2004 17:58:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i want snow so very badly right now<br />
i want so much snow<br />
because it's such a quiet<br />
fragile thing.<br />
when i do get my snow<br />
i am going to<br />
curl up and take a nap<br />
near our tree<br />
then go at night<br />
to our bench.<br />
i want to watch the snow fall.<br />
i want to ice skate alone at night<br />
so i can pretend <br />
that i am not.<br />
i want to wear a skirt<br />
mittens<br />
a hat<br />
and my scarf.<br />
life is so noisy now.<br />
i want to escape the everyday din<br />
and hide in the snow.<br />
<br />
I CRAVE SNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW<br />
 i'm such a winter girl ]]></description>
                <author>~silent-songbird</author>
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