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                <title>hmm...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 30 Nov 2006 12:41:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ deviantART is a crazy thing.  i feel a sense of comfort here...like i always want to come back.  i think this community is very personal and i love sharing my art with whoever happens to come across my gallery.  it's a shame i've been neglecting such a great community...it really is great.  somewhere along the way, from the time i graduated high school to the time i started college, i lost touch and i don't like it.  i could use time as an excuse, but really, i have just as much time i did.  the key is to make time to devote to art...the most important thing in the world, in my opinion.  i miss this place soooo much.  we'll see what comes up.  i want to feel that passion again....<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~thrutheeyesofruby</author>
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                <title>new stuff!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 06 Jan 2006 15:11:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ well, with all this free time on my hands, and the fact that i have photoshop at home, i'm starting to submit some of my recent work.  i already have two deviations in my gallery, both are of the same futuristic/surrealist theme, and i am expecting to edit a few more within the next couple days.  i've uploaded a lot of photos with potential, and i'm only hoping to polish them up to what they could be worth.  this will be a creative year for me..i can already tell!! ]]></description>
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                <title>=)</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 31 Oct 2005 13:33:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i'm truly living life, and i have to say that i loove it!  things have been looking up in my little world, so be expecting more deviations from me once i get photoshop on my new laptop!!  have a happy halloween everyone!  i know i will..studying for college algebra allll night!  heh, who am i kidding. ]]></description>
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                <title>my new life</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 07 Sep 2005 16:38:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ well, i've just recently started college and i have to say that i'm really enjoying it.  at first i was really frightened about the whole adjustment, especially living someone i didn't know until now.  but it all worked out really great, and i absolutely love angela.  we've gone out a few nights and had excellent conversations..and..we enjoy the same shows!  gilmore girls and friends, and sometimes real world just because it's in austin!  yeah i'm just so anxious to know what my future is going to be like.  i'm majoring in communication design, but i'm not exactly sure if i'll be set on that all four years.  it's so much work (equal to the amount of work sciences classes provide) and i've heard from some people that it could turn into a five year major.  i don't know, my second choice would have to be english.  i could pursue in many different jobs in that area, and with that i could receive a minor in photography.  then, maybe photo journalism could be an option!  haha..that's what i wanted to do in the first place.  man, i'm already having doubts about my current major.  it's difficult being a confused teenager and experiencing all these wonderful, scary things all at once just puts more strain on the subject.  who am i?  that's the most questionable question i've ever asked.  i hope you all are doing well. ]]></description>
                <author>~thrutheeyesofruby</author>
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                <title>proving my existance</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 08 Dec 2004 15:17:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ most of you probably think that i no  longer exist, but the fact is..i do..i  just haven't had access to my computer  for a verrry long time, as well as the  time to submit my work.  but, i now  have my computer back, which can only  mean more deviations.  sorry for being  gone for so long..if anyone cares.  i  promise that you will see me here more  often.<br />
<br />
-amanda ]]></description>
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                <title>once again</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2004 09:29:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ well, it's been a while since i last  wrote a journal entry.  i haven't  really visited deviantart much this  summer because i haven't felt inspired  enough to take pictures.  my dad has  been borrowing my camera for his  business also, so when i do find a time  of inspiration my tool is gone.  yeah,  but once school starts and i'm in  photography class and all i'll be  posting things again.  i have been  writing a lot this summer though, so i  might submit some of my pieces..it's  all kind of personal but i could  probably find something to share.  see  ya kids! ]]></description>
                <author>~thrutheeyesofruby</author>
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                <title>time</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2004 21:30:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ wow i can't believe i'll be seventeen  in three days.  i know it doesn't seem  like a lot to most people but it does  to me.  i mean it really scares the  crap out of me to know that in a year  from now i will be packing up my  belongings for college..and be on my  own.  it's really a great thought but  wow..it's rather frightening at the  same time.  everything that i've become  used to in high school, things that  have become a part of my daily life,  will be gone.  i'll have to start all  over again from scratch and this time  it will be on my own.  but maybe this  is what i really need..a new beginning  with no leftover residue, just pure  blankness.  ah i'm thinking too much.   i need to start saving up for things  that i really need rather than spending  my money on worthless crap that do me  no good.  records do not count...i  neeed those.  heh, anyway...wake up  call. ]]></description>
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                <title>deceive me</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 01 May 2004 23:00:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "I wear my sunglasses at night<br />
so I can<br />
so I can<br />
Watch you weave then breath your story  lines."<br />
<br />
for anyone who is looking for a new  song to download:<br />
<br />
"sunglasses at night" by corey heart ]]></description>
                <author>~thrutheeyesofruby</author>
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                <title>swap meet by nirvana</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 Mar 2004 07:41:38 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ They lead a lifetime that is  comfortable<br />
They travel far to keep their stomachs  full<br />
They make their living off of arts and  crafts<br />
The kind with seashells, driftwood and  burlap<br />
They make a deal when they come to town<br />
The Sunday swap meet is a battle ground<br />
She loves him more than he will ever  know<br />
He loves her more than he will ever  show<br />
<br />
-- Keeps his cigarettes close to his  heart<br />
-- Keeps her photographs close to her  heart<br />
-- Keeps the bitterness close to the  heart ]]></description>
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                <title>yeah yeah</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2004 20:44:49 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so much is happening in so little of  time.  it kind of amazes me, but at the  same time i'm not surprised.  in the  end, it will all be like it was before,  quite possibly even worse.  i know,  i've been there and i've done that.  to  an innocent person's eyes this entry  might be vague but there are some  people who know exactly what i'm  talking about.<br />
<br />
i'm going to think about photography  now though, something that will never  waste my time.  bye. ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2004 19:21:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ is it really okay to feel this crazy?   i think sooooo...lets get some stephen  king in action.  man i love reading and  thinking and listening to the  pillows...that's all i've been up to  lately besides school.  but i try to  avoid school as much as possible by  reading "white oleander".  i can never  put it down, i wish i could be as free  in my thoughts as astrid is.  i want to  sail across the sea with nothing but a  camera, a journal, and some nice mellow  music that i can fall asleep too.   that's all i ask for, don't think it's  toooo much. bleh. ]]></description>
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                <title>my recent favorite</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 29 Feb 2004 17:30:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ my recent favorite additon by the  deviant user gnato is really amazing to  me.  it reminds me of the movie "lost in  translation" a lot.  if i look at it  long enough i can almost feel all the  pieces colliding and slowly coming  apart.  i think it's a really nice  piece...the motion of the subway, the  positioning of the girl, the different  choice of clothing and  colouring...looks really foreign to me.   and anything foreign is just  breathtaking.  you should check it out.   <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>hmm</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 17 Feb 2004 18:46:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i think my emotions are a little  overexposed...too extreme.  i love too  much and i hate too much.  that can be  dangerous at times.  but again, i'm  just gonna brush that thought off for  my own lazy self. ]]></description>
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                <title>wow.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 08 Feb 2004 07:39:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i just realized after listening to  machina that the smashing pumpkins have  a lot of drug references in their  songs.  i know that they did them once  and a while...like tripped on acid at  the beginning during the siamese  dream/gish times.and that jimmy did  heroin a little and d'arcy did cocaine  kind of during the melloncollie stages.   but, i never really listened to the  lyrics and thought about them well  enough to see these references.  for  instance, in machina, the term "spider"  is mentioned a lot..which is known as  code name for meth.  and in  melloncollie, "fuck you"  it says "destroy  the mind, destroy the body, but you  cannot destroy the heart, you make it  so i need to disconnect, you make it so  real, i don't need your love to  disconnect"...?  i don't know i'll look  for more.  it's just kind of  interesting to think about the lyrics  to each song and their hidden meanings.   but then again, everyone's  perspectives are different...especially  billy's.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>no photoshop =(</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Feb 2004 20:38:05 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ man my serial number for photoshop  expired a few days ago so i have noooo  photoshop right now.  that's why i  haven't really submitted many pictures  lately, and the ones i do submit are  because i edited them at school for my  song project.  man, hopefully patrick  brings 7.0 for me tomorrow so i can get  back into routine.   deprivation=sorrow=so incredibly lost.   yeah that's right.  i need sleep. ]]></description>
                <author>~thrutheeyesofruby</author>
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                <title>a change in style?</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2004 14:58:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i've noticed while looking through my  gallery earlier that my photography has  gotten darker than the norm.  i don't  mean literally darker, just the whole  meaning and concept of my  photographs...why i took them.  i don't  know why it's suddenly changed so much,  i guess photographers just go through  these stages.  haven't really been in  touch with reality lately, don't sweat  the small stuff... ]]></description>
                <author>~thrutheeyesofruby</author>
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                <title>nights like this</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 16 Jan 2004 19:28:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ tired of waiting, tired of caring,  tired of putting so much love into one  thing and getting let down.  i feel  like riding with a good friend in their  car tonight..while the rain is falling  and the music is blasting a slow, sweet  melody.  that's all i want, is  something tangible, not just thoughts.   thoughts hurt too much.  eh sorry..  <br />
<br />
in the great words of john lennon "there  will be an answer, let it be" ]]></description>
                <author>~thrutheeyesofruby</author>
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                <title>a thank you..</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Jan 2004 14:58:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i just wanted to take my time and thank  all of my wonderful friends on here  that i know in person, or met here on  da...you guys have really made me feel  so welcome and inspired me to make more  art.  some of the best friends you can  have are artists... ]]></description>
                <author>~thrutheeyesofruby</author>
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                <title>story of my life:</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 10 Jan 2004 07:17:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Snow can wait<br />
I forgot my mittens<br />
Wipe my nose, get my new boots on<br />
I get a little warm in my heart<br />
When I think of winter<br />
I put my hand in my father's glove<br />
I run off<br />
Where the drifts get deeper<br />
Sleeping Beauty trips me with a frown<br />
I hear a voice:<br />
"You must learn to stand up<br />
For yourself<br />
'Cause I can't always be around"<br />
<br />
He says when you gonna make up your  mind<br />
When you gonna love you as much as I do<br />
When you gonna make up your mind<br />
'Cause things are gonna change so fast<br />
All the white horses are still in bed<br />
I tell you that I'll always want you  near<br />
You say that things change, my dear<br />
<br />
Boys get discovered<br />
As winter melts<br />
Flowers competing for the sun<br />
Years go by<br />
And I'm here still waiting<br />
Withering where some snowman was<br />
Mirror, mirror<br />
Where's the Crystal Palace<br />
But I only can see myself<br />
Skating around the truth who I am<br />
But I know, Dad, the ice is getting  thin<br />
<br />
When you gonna make up your mind<br />
When you gonna love you as much as I do<br />
When you gonna make up your mind<br />
'Cause things are gonna change so fast<br />
All the white horses are still in bed<br />
I tell you that I'll always want you  near<br />
You say that things change, my dear<br />
<br />
Hair is grey<br />
And the fires are burning<br />
So many dreams on the shelf<br />
You say I wanted you to be proud of me<br />
I always wanted that myself<br />
<br />
When you gonna make up your mind<br />
When you gonna love you as much as I do<br />
When you gonna make up your mind<br />
'Cause things are gonna change so fast<br />
All the white horses have gone ahead<br />
I tell you that I'll always want you  near<br />
You say that things change, my dear<br />
Never change<br />
All the white horses <br />
<br />
"winter" by tori amos ]]></description>
                <author>~thrutheeyesofruby</author>
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                <title>well</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2004 14:36:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i think i've lost my mind<br />
my feet are running off the tracks<br />
my heart won't stop racing<br />
yet i don't feel anything<br />
i know i've changed<br />
but i wouldn't be able to tell without  something to compare<br />
things feel like routine<br />
always the same<br />
disappointed but content<br />
i guess it just turns into a habit<br />
like those words<br />
that are now just excuses ]]></description>
                <author>~thrutheeyesofruby</author>
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                <title>sirens</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2003 08:43:13 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ my eyes feel so tired <br />
yet i can't sleep<br />
keep me sane<br />
that's all i ask<br />
keep me safe ]]></description>
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                <title>i'm back</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 Dec 2003 20:00:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ well i'm back from a wonderful vacation  in colorado and of course i have tons  of great pics.  so over time i will  submit my many photographs i took.   colorado is soo pretty and not to  mention different in a lot of ways from  texas.  seattle will always be my fave  though.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 20 Dec 2003 15:02:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i will be leaving tomorrow morning for  colorado for my christmas break so and  i won't be back for a week.  so, i  won't be on here until then.  believe  me though, i will have tons of pics to  submit when i get back!!  <3<br />
<br />
love,<br />
amanda ]]></description>
                <author>~thrutheeyesofruby</author>
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                <title>pretty nice</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2003 11:46:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i feel so wonderfully peaceful right  now.  i got to exempt my 6th and 7th  period finals so i'm here at home  editing pics and listening to the cure.   i fucking love this band.  haven't  felt this happy in quite some time.   everything in me feels so right. ]]></description>
                <author>~thrutheeyesofruby</author>
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                <title>fall</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2003 14:49:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ High up on this mountain <br />
The whole world looks so small <br />
And all the rivers <br />
Run away <br />
Slipping in your soft white heart <br />
I drink you as I swim <br />
And I'm falling <br />
And I'm falling with you <br />
Fall beneath my skin <br />
<br />
:snow in summer: the cure ]]></description>
                <author>~thrutheeyesofruby</author>
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                <title>lack of needs</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 18 Nov 2003 16:33:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i so wish i had a scanner,  i feel so  deprived of technology. and i have a  beautiful picture of the kurt cobain  bridge that  i took two summers ago  that i would love to submit.   <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=(" title="=( (Sad)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~thrutheeyesofruby</author>
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                <title>click click click</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 13 Nov 2003 19:03:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ man i never knew tapping was so  therapuetic.  i just got done tapping  nonstop for two hours for the musical  rehearsal.  it's going to be so  professional and amazing.  i never knew  there were so many dance moves...glad i  took ballet.  gotta get character shoes  now..hehe. ]]></description>
                <author>~thrutheeyesofruby</author>
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