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    <description><![CDATA[My name is Laura. I am a girl that's easy to cast aside, but I promise you will never forget me. No one ever does. Once you get to know me, I'm something you can't live without. I'm sarcastic and cynical. I'm witty and sometimes clever. But most of the time I'm slow and a bit on the ditzy side. I have an odd sense of humor. Most people don't get it. Inside jokes are the best kind. I think that an acoustic guitar mixed with a piano is one of the most beautiful sounds in the world. If done correctly. I have the most amazing friends in the world. They are the reason I awake in the morning. I feel at my best when I'm writing and being creative in some way. I like to use fragments and run on sentences. And I can't spell very well. I'm okay with these things. I think that Blink182 is the best band ever. And sometimes my life feels like a Fall Out Boy album. And Punchline is that band to always make me smile. With that being said, music a major part of my life. Sometimes a good band can say the things I want to much better than I can. Sometimes I talk too much. I stutter when I'm nervous. I get restless very easily. Most of the time with myself. I have a few addictions. Ice Breakers mints. Cherry Jones Soda. And Skittles chapstick. I'm impulsive and irrational. I love mixed cds. My favorite writer is Hunter S. Thompson. He is amazing. I love sunshine, warm weather, and the ocean. It's my favorite. Sometimes I think time goes by too fast, but I think that's because I tend to take things for granted sometimes. I worry about not being good enough and letting people down. I want to make a difference in the world.]]></description>
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	      <title><![CDATA[xLoose.Lips.Sink.Shipsx]]></title>
	      <link>http://shortfastloud.buzznet.com/user/journal/18943/</link>
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<p>  I went home this weekend for my dad's birthday/Easter. It was super nice being home. <br><br>Friday  night, I didn't get home until late. So, I just hung around at home.  Watched That 70's Show pretty much all night. Oh, good stuff. The new  ones, without Toper Grace aren't that good. I miss Eric. He's always  been my favorite character. Oh, wow, I'm kinda lame, huh?<br><br>Friday  night.... I had the most bizzare dream ever. Me and Jen were at some  big party at some mantion. This place was huge and had three pools. One  of the pools ran into the ocean. And we were just chillen and then out  of nowhere comes Mark Hoppus. We were talking to him like we knew his  forever. And then all of a sudden this hurricane comes outta nowhere  and we were right there by the ocean. And there was some chick there,  too. I don't know who it was. She was like "Come on! Get in my car!"  So, we get in her SUV. Me, Jen, Mark, and random lady. But instead of  going away from the water, we sit there by the ocean. And all the waves  come up over the car and crash on the other side. I'm pretty sure we  made it out of the hurricane alive, though. I texted Jen to tell about  it and she's like "That would be an awesome way to die." And really....  It kind of would be. Me, my best friend, my all time hero, and the  ocean. lol Some of my favorite things in life. <br><br>Saturday, mom  made a big dinner for dad's birthday. Seafood alfredo. Yummie. My  sister, Ashley, and Randy came over too. Before dinner, I colored  Easter eggs with the kids. I was surprised that they didn't do that,  yet. I guess, Ashley was set on coloring eggs with me so she wanted to  wait. It's kind of like tradition. I've colored Easter eggs with them  every year since they could. Every time I see Ash she has something  knew that she painted or colored for me. My dorm room is pretty much  her art gallery these days. The latest stuff she gave me, I left at  home, though. I don't have any more room here. She is the cutest. <br><br>Sunday,  I went over to my grandparent's on my dad's side for dinner. My aunt  Sue was here with one of my cousins. It was nice seeing them. We didn't  stay long there, because mom wanted to leave to bring me back. I was  back in the rain cloud far too early on Sunday. I keep telling myself  that I only have like 3 more weeks to go. Then I get to go home and see  everyone again. I never, ever thought I would miss Erie as much as I  do. And I never, ever thought that I would miss some of the people  there as much as I do. Like, I knew I would miss Jen, that's a given.  That girl is pretty much the only thing that keeps me going sometimes.  She's the one who kicks me and tells me to move on. But like, people  that I only saw once in awhile, I miss them more now that I don't see  them at all. And people that I work with. I'm counting down the days  until A7X and Coheed with Jenelle. That's like the day after I get  home. Oh, and as of right now.... Josh will be able to come home this  summer! <br><br>What else?<br><br>Hmmm.... Easter is my favorite  holiday. When I was little, I always thought it was my own holiday. The  two days seemed to always fall around each other, so my family just  celebrated my birthday and Easter together. So, my birthday was cake,  presents, and an Easter egg hunt. It all just went together for me. <br><br>As  I got older, I think it had a lot more to do with Spring. Spring is  when the world starts over. When things become alive, again. And in a  lot of ways, the same goes for me. As the snow melts and the weather  gets warmer, it's like I become alive again. I crawl out of that dark  spot that it is winter. With all the bright colors and sunshine. It's  like I'm a completely different person. I start over. <br><br></p><div style="text-align: center;"><font color="hotpink">This frame once held my favorite picture</font><br><font color="hotpink">But now it's <b>empty,</b> now it's <b>broken</b></font><br><font color="hotpink">And that's <i>how you left my chest</i></font><br><font color="hotpink">Hollowed out by your hands</font><br><font color="hotpink">Where you dug a grave and laid</font><br><font color="hotpink">Your memory to rest</font><br><font color="hotpink">I hate the way you say I told you so</font><br><font color="hotpink">This is for all the wilted pedals on the floor</font><br><font color="hotpink">This is for a waste of a dozen roses maybe more</font><br><font color="hotpink">This is for how <b>you never deserved</b></font><br><font color="hotpink">Nothing more from a rose than the thorns</font><br><font color="hotpink"><i>This should have ended with the kiss</i></font><br><font color="hotpink">That you left on someone else's lips</font><br><font color="hotpink">Which turned my heart <b>inside out</b></font><br><font color="hotpink">You left it looking much the same</font><br><font color="hotpink"><i>A motionless mass of muscle and vain</i></font><br><font color="hotpink">As I clean up this <b>mess you've made</b></font><br><font color="hotpink">So as I sing you to sleep</font><br><font color="hotpink">I hope my ghost <b>haunts</b> your dreams</font><br><font color="hotpink">Lost in your memory</font><br><font color="hotpink">As bad as it seems</font><br><font color="hotpink">So twist the knife</font><br><font color="hotpink">Fashion me counter clockwise</font><br><font color="hotpink"><b>Turn back time</b></font><br><font color="hotpink">Forget <i>you never were mine</i></font><br><font color="hotpink">With this knife I will cut</font><br><font color="hotpink">The last piece of you from me</font><br><font color="hotpink">The razor blades will separate</font><br><font color="hotpink">Any connections we've made</font><br><font color="hotpink">But there's complications</font><br><font color="hotpink">In the operation</font><br><font color="hotpink">That <b>keeps me from forgetting</b> your face</font><br><font color="hotpink">But come tomorrow I'll rid the sorrow</font><br><font color="hotpink">From within my heart which you <b>plagued</b></font><br><br><font color="hotpink">x.Hit.The.Lights.x</font>&nbsp;
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		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>shortfastloud</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2006-04-18T19:50:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[xSlut.Transplantx]]></title>
	      <link>http://shortfastloud.buzznet.com/user/journal/18024/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[<p>
Subtitle: xThe.Birds.And.The.Beesx<br>((I wrote this Friday night and posted it in my LJ, but decided to copy and paste here now.))</p><p><br>So, I had a hard time
picking a title for this Punchlinerific entry. There were far too many
parts of the night that I could have quoted. Sluts and the birds and
the bees were brought up an awful lot, though. <br><br>Today was one
busy day. I got up around 6ish. I had prob. and stats. this morning at
8. I didn't do my homework the night before, so I did it during class.
Then I had this horrid Anthropology test. I had to write a huge essay
on this book I read in an hour after taking a 50 question test. That
left about a half hour to write this essay that was supposed to be
about 4 pages. I wanted to shoot myself. Truly. And it was bad because
for the most part I kept checking the clock in the back of the room. My
mind was thinking about seeing Punchline not some Native Tribe in
Cananda, I'm not gonna lie. <br><br>Mom picks me up around 1030. She
stops to get me something to eat. I ate a double whopper this morning
at 1030 and you know what? It was amazing. They taste better that
early, I think. lol We make it to Erie around 130. <br><br>I had to go
up to the mall to get Jen's birthday present. My grandma had to go up
there, so I went with her. And here's a funny little story.... I get in
my grandma's car, she starts it up, the radio starts.... And you know
what comes on? KoRn! KoRn is playing from my grandma's radio. I
couldn't believe it. I'm like "What are you listening to?" and she's
like "I don't know. This is the channel that plays my polka program on
Sundays." She was listening to Gannon's radio station and they do play
polka on Sundays. lol Oh, I love her. <br><br>Mall. Bought Jen's birthday present, finally. And it's killer. I did good. <br><br>I
got up to Behrend around 430ish. I see Jess as soon as I get there. She
had to clear up all the confusion I had over the show deal. Punchline
had it listed as a part of their tour and I was excited because I
thought Cute Is What We Aim For was going to play. Jess told me that it
was actually a battle of the bands and not a part of the tour. She then
told me that There's Always Tomorrow was going to play, but they
didn't. So, I was dissapointed again. But I can't complain because you
know who else played with Punchline. I Am The Avalanche. And they are
amazing. <br><br>Okay, so I thought about going band through band and
talking about them, but then I was like "Fuuuuck that. That's far too
much work." So, here are some myspace links for some of the bands that
I liked. <br><br><b>Phantasm</b><br><a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=5670188">http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=5670188</a><br><br><b>Sandlot Heros</b><br><a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=34255833">http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=34255833</a><br><br><b>Audio Imagery</b><br><a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=30426244">http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=30426244</a><br><br>While
I putting up links... Here's Punchline's Purevolume. Check out the new
stuff.... Or hell, just go to the FBR site and order the new cd. <a href="http://www.purevolume.com/punchline">http://www.purevolume.com/punchline</a><br><br>While
I Am The Avalanche set up... I moved up towards the front, so I could
do the picture thing. Plus, I'm short. I need to be up front. I can't
see over people. While the band was setting up, there was this kid
behind me. I was standing facing him because he making a ruckus so I
turned around to watch. And all of sudden he's like "You like
Punchline?" There I am in my Win and Sin with Punchline shirt. My
response was: "Nah, I just like to wear their shirts sometimes." And he
was like "Oh, ha! How about that you doooo have their shirt on." And
then he procedes to get super close to me and get all touchy and crap.
And I'm just like "Hunny, you're drunk, aren't you?" And him and his
friend go off about being drunk and how they are gonna get the band's
attention and it was a good time to watch them. They made me laugh.<br><br>I
Am The Avalanche were freakin' amazing. They totally rocked out. It was
my first time seeing them. And I enjoyed them. Steve came out to play
Wasted with them. Wasted is my favorite. They also played "Dead and
Gone" "Took a Beating" "Dungeon Music" "Symphony" and a few covers. I
serously thought that the singer was gonna beat up some kids who
persistantly chanted "Movielife! Movielife!" through their set. He
didn't look too happy with them. It was super annoying, though. <br><br><font color="hotpink"><b>I'm waking to your knees shaking <br>The whole towns quaking from the love we've been making<br>I learn to forget <br>It's so hard to forget <br>Like when that hair was wet(it's so hard to forget)<br><br>Maybe I <br>Oh baby I lied<br>But I'm much bigger than that now</b></font><br><br>Now... Punchline. <br><br>I
have stood by this band a lot. When they got signed to FBR, a whole
bunch of my friends were like "Punchline got signed and now they suck."
But I still loved them. And then Paul left and Greg joined the band...
And a bunch more of my friends were like "Punchline sucks without
Paul." I missed their last show at the Hangout due to being stuck down
at IUP.... So, when the new stuff started coming out, I listened and...
I loved it. I mean, yeah, it was weird hearing Greg's voice. It was my
first time seeing them since Greg joined. But he's good. And it's still
Punchline. They have never, never let me down. <br><br>Punchline was
amazing tonight. Actually, amazing doesn't even come close to
explaining it. They played a lot of the songs on the cd that's coming
out tuesday. I was happy to hear the songs that I hadn't heard, yet.
They opened with "Flashlight." I adore this song. They also played a
lot off Action with a few old, old ones thrown in there. Behrend has
this crazy no mosh pit rule that kids were trying so hard to break, but
those security gaurds were all on top of that. I held my place in the
front in the middle and I'm pretty sure the tallest security gaurd was
holding the baracade in front of me. Go figure. But he was super nice
because he would move out of my view and he would duck when I went to
take pictures.... Plus, Jess was all up there being "staff like" and
she took a couple pictures closer up for me. But anyway... So,
Punchline played "The Fake, The Snake, and the Birthday Cake" "Don't
Try This At Home" "Green Light" "Battle Scars" "Open Up" "HeartSlut
Transplant" and whole crap load of others, but I really don't feel like
listing them all. I can't pick a favorite. I really, really can't.
"Battle Scars" and "Heart Transplant" do have their special spots in my
heart, though. Steve and Chris are funny kids. Their talking in between
songs is seriously the best. And Chris brought up the Hangout. And then
he asked who were the kids who had seen them like five years ago at The
Hangout. Made me smile. Me and Jess had a moment. Us Hangout kids are
the best. The end. They ended with "Battle Scars." And as soon as
they left the stage pretty much everyone started singing "You're
beautiful, I love you." over and over. So, they encored with three
songs. They ended offically with "The World." <br><br>Punchline makes my heart smile like no other. <br><br>The end. <br><br><br><br></p><font color="hotpink"><b>My old ways and this new fist<br>Some things broken weren't meant to be fixed<br>Its just a matter of opinion frankly<br>If nothing's happening then nothing is threatening<br>Let's enjoy what is dull<br>Stare into this moment<br>One way with a green light<br>I think its all gonna be alright<br>I'm better than ever and its the best day of my life<br><br>x.Punchline.x</b></font>&nbsp;]]></description>
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	      <dc:creator>shortfastloud</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2006-04-11T16:07:18Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[xLet's.Get.Fucked.Up.And.Diex]]></title>
	      <link>http://shortfastloud.buzznet.com/user/journal/16253/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[
  I just want to start off saying that I'm writting a book. About all things overrated. And why they are. It's title? <span style="text-decoration: underline;">The Scene is Overrated.</span> That's all I'm going to share about this. You know, top secret project. <br><br>Hah. <br><br>I can tell you one thing that isn't overrated, though. Motion fucking City Soundtrack! That's right, kids. If you get the chance, go check them out. Live. Do it. Warped. Go. <br><br>Okay.... Show started after about an hour delay. With a band called The Matches. The type of band that you can't sit still through. You <span style="font-style: italic;">have</span> to dance to. And this band was so full of energy. There was not one dull moment. They were all over the stage. They were a great first band. They got the energy going. I really enjoyed them.&nbsp; They did slow it down with one song that was complete with humming. About halfway through their set they mentioned writting a song with Tim Armstrong and quite honestly.... If I didn't like them before I heard that, they would have gotten my approval just for that. I mean, Tim Armstrong is like a god to me....And if he thinks they are good enough to work with.... But anyway.... Back to the music, baby.... I bought their cd. And I was kind of dissapointed. Because they had so much energy and it was such instant smile music, live..... On CD.... It's good, don't get more wrong, but I guess it's hard to capture all that on CD. Go see this band live. <br><br><div style="text-align: center;"><font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2">  She wakes up</font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2">  To alarm</font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2">  Her make-up</font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2">  Is still on</font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2">  And she can't remember</font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2">  Why she set the damn thing</font></font><br></div><br>Next, was Men, Women, and Children. It was hard for me to get a feel for this band, because they only played two songs. We learn here that the delay was due to this band being pulled over by the cops on the way to campus. They were also full of energy. But a little odd. And from the two songs, I was unable to decide if it was good weird or bad weird. <br><br>The Format came up next to slow things down a bit. The singer reminded me a lot of Adam Lazzara. Until he sings. They were really good, though. They got people dancing. And singing along. They had an acoustic guitar player. This made me smile a lot. What can I say? I'm a total sucker for a band with an acoustic guitar. But they weren't all Dashboardish. They threw in the acoustic with the electric. There were moments where everyone was dancing and other moments where it was totally calm. And they did it well. I really, really enjoyed this band as well. <br><br><div style="text-align: center;"><font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" face="Verdana" size="5"><font size="2">  So let's cause a scene, clap our hands and stomp our feet or something, </font></font><br></div><br>Now onto Motion City Soundtrack. At once point between The Format and Motion City kids broke into a mosh pit without music. Ha. They open with "Attractive Today." Which is one of my favorites, so instant total rock out mode. There whole set was amazing. It's hard to pick out one moment, one song that was the best. Everything just rocked. There was never a dull moment. Truly. Justin kept the crowd fully entertained every moment. In between songs, he talked about whatever randomly popped into his head. At one point he fired the kid taking pictures. Quote of the night: "I think inside we are all just fat, white kids with dred locks." They played "Make Out Kids" and "Time Turned Fragile" together. So, the night was complete with a total sad moment, when I thought about him and how those two songs remind me of him..... But like I said earlier.... Back to the music, baby.... Of course they played "My Favorite Accident" and "Everything is Alright" and the whole place completely broke out. Kids all jumping at once. "Modern Chemistry" was great as well. I'm really happy that they played this song, because.... In the movie of my life, this song would play at the credits. They "ended" with "Hold Me Down." One of the only slow songs they played. The other being "Autographs and Apologies." Then they came back out with "Together We'll Ring In The New Year" and "The Future Freaks Me Out." I was happy to hear them come back out with "The Future Freaks Me Out" because for a moment I was a dissapointed. I was dissapointed that they didn't play "Hangman," though. But hey, if I had it my way.... They would have played every single song on the CDs. And I honestly wouldn't have minded one bit. <br><br>I wonder how Justin keeps his hair standing up like that. And Jesse fucking rocks the fuck out on the keyboards. This kid was crazy. He was all over the place with his keyboards. It seriously was a good time to watch him. Oh, and uhm.... Random moment... I noticed he's got a green star on one of his arms. And that's like plus 5 cool points, because I've got 4 green stars on my wrist. <br><br>Expect pictures sometime later on. After I get my camera developed. Yes, developed. Sorry, but I'm far too paranoid about dropping my digital and it getting stepped on to ever take my digital to a show. <br><br>Oh, note to any girl who goes to shows.... If you can, fucking put your hair up. Only annoying moment of the night.... The two girls in front of me with their hair down.... No one likes a mouth full of sweaty hair, kids. <br><br><div style="text-align: center;"><font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2">  All stuck in the middle</font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2">  Between what is and what might be</font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2">&nbsp;  A great sensation</font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2">  Has swept the nation</font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2">  Everybody wants the image you’ve got for sale</font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2">  With massive compromations on your part</font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2">  But buddy you’ve taken the nation</font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2">  Check it out the new teen beat model of the year</font></font><br></div><br><br>  
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		  		  	<category>men</category>
		  		  	<category>motion city soundtrack</category>
		  		  	<category>the format</category>
		  		  	<category>the matches</category>
		  		  	<category>women</category>
		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>shortfastloud</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2006-03-28T20:55:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[xYou.Said.We.Were.An.Accidentx]]></title>
	      <link>http://shortfastloud.buzznet.com/user/journal/16101/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[
Just about 24 hours until I get to see Motion City Soundtrack!!! woohoo!! I'm so excited. I'm gonna have a show filled couple of months. MCS tomorrow. Then back to Erie for Punchline April 7th. Black Rose Diary April 21st. And then it's Coheed and Avenged Sevenfold May 13th. And then it's Warped. I'm not sure if I'm gonna go to Pittsburg or Darian Lake. I don't know if I want to drive in Pittsburg. I hate driving in Pittsburg. So, probably Darian Lake. I can't wait. I keep trying to convince Jen to come with me this year, but she won't. <br><br>Her birthday is coming up.... I pretty much have no idea what to get her. <br><br>So, how about right now, I'm chewing Care Bears gum. And it made my mouth horribly blue. <br><br>My sister came down on Sunday. She brought me an ice cream cake! I don't know how she managed to keep it from melting on the 3 hour drive. lol My niece and nephew came too. And so did my mom. My dad didn't come down, though. He had to take my grandma to the hospital. Seems like these days my family can't stay out of the hospital. <br><br>Which reminds me.... Mom was horribly sick Sunday. Everyone keeps telling her that she needs to go the dr. but she won't. I don't think everything has completely set in, yet. <br><br>But right now.... I need to get back to my research paper. Half way done. Procrastination isn't so bad, afterall. I mean, I've got until 1130am tomorrow. Ha. College is so overrated. <br><br><div style="text-align: center;"><font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2">  You said we were an accident</font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2">  With accidents you’ll never know what could have been</font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2">  So we were an accident</font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">  You’ll always be my favorite one</span></font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">x.Motion.City.Soundtrack.x</span></font></font><br></div><br><br>
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		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>shortfastloud</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2006-03-27T15:39:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[xI'm.A.World.Away.From.Everything.We.Sharedx]]></title>
	      <link>http://shortfastloud.buzznet.com/user/journal/15778/</link>
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Aiight, update time. Even though there isn't too much to update because I'm pretty lame. <br><br>I'll start with my last few days at home. Last thursday, I met Jen for lunch. She gave me my birthday presents. I was so excited. More so to see her than to get presents. And that says a lot, because I'm a big fan of presents. I miss her so much when I'm at school. I miss all of my friends so much. Sometimes, I wonder why I decided to come here. What made me think that I could do this on my own? <br><br>Friday was my great grandma's birthday. She is the cutest. No lie. She was all crying while we sang "happy birthday." She turned 96 this year. <br><br>I finally got to see all my family ((for the most part)), too. Hayley and Tyler have grown so much. Hayley was talking up a storm. Not much comprehendable, but she knew what she wanted. And Tyler is so observant of everything. He just watchs everything and everyone. They are so adorable. <br><br>I got back here Sunday afternoon. And I was missing home so much. This semester for some reason has been really kicking my ass. My grades aren't at all what I would like them to be. I've been totally lacking motivation. And then there's the whole thing where my body decides it wants to be wide awake at 1am. And it thinks that 7am is a good time to go to sleep. Heh. <br><br>This week was kind of a waste. I heard the word cock enough to last me the rest of my life. And funny thing is, it's because of my English class. I've had enough of the random fits of snow. I'm tired of writing papers. I'm tired of reading stories and books that don't interest me. I miss my friends. And I miss my sister. <br><br>I've been spending far too much time on the internet since I've been back. This is partly do to procrastination. And partly due to insomnia. Especially now that I don't have anyone to spend my sleepless nights with. Or anyone to curl up with me and talk until I fall asleep. **bites lip**<br><br>And that reminds me..... I haven't seen him since I got back. Part of me is happy about this. His face, it makes my heart hurt. At the same time, I'm kinda dissapointed that I haven't seen him. I'm just a kid who can't let things go. <br><br>Thursday..... I turned 20. No more teen angst. No more teen love. No more teen feelings. Everything from here on out..... It's the real deal. <br><br>My birthday.... It was fucking amazing. Well, as amazing as it could be a million miles from the place I call home.... I mean, once it hit midnight my phone and computer screen lit up all at once and it didn't stop all day. If you hear anyone say they have the greatest friends, they are lying because mine truly are. They never cease to amaze me. I love each and everyone of them so very much. I wanted to give them all kisses. <br><br>My plans for this weekend? Research paper for forensic psych. Due tuesday and I haven't even picked a topic. <br><br>My sister is coming to visit to take me out for my birthday on Sunday. I can't wait to see her. <br><br><br><div style="text-align: center;"><font face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2">&nbsp;<span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">  I still recall every summer night</span></font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">  Like it was yesterday</span></font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">  The time would never end</span></font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">  And my friends were family</span></font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">  Nothing mattered more</span></font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">  Than the loyalty we had</span></font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">  Now I'm a world away from everything we shared</span></font></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><br style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><font face="verdana" size="4"><font size="2"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">x.Story.Of.The.Year.x</span></font></font><br></div>
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		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>shortfastloud</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2006-03-24T17:55:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[xThis.Is.My.Sundownx]]></title>
	      <link>http://shortfastloud.buzznet.com/user/journal/15774/</link>
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I wrote this a few nights ago.... The night before my birthday, actually. I just realized I didn't post it. Heh. I also realized that I haven't written in here since I got back to school. I will do that afterwards. <br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>It's funny how people come and go, places change, the faces all different, but it's all so the same. <br><br>And it's weird, I find myself missing it.<br><br>No, no. I miss the innocence of it all. <br><br>I miss the days when falling in love only took 3 days. And then in 5, you hated each other's guts. <br><br>I  miss the days when I could look in the mirror and be okay with the girl  looking back. I was never aware of what is to feel ugly. <br><br>I miss the days when my biggest fear was my parents. And the dark. <br><br>I didn't know what failure was. <br><br>I  didn't know what it was like to be rejected. To compare myself to  someone I don't even know. To feel as if my heart was smashed into a  million pieces.<br><br>I was perfectly content with everything in my life. <br><br>Until one day, I woke up and became the disaster I am now. <br><br>No more innocence. I used it all up. I never guarded it like I should have. I threw it out to who ever was willing to take it. <br><br>It  all just ended up in broken hearts. And bleeding wrists. Nights curled  up on the bathroom floor. Crying so hard that I couldn't catch my  breath. <br><br>I was always so dramatic. I guess, to a certain extent I still am. Always will be. <br><br>My biggest fear is still the dark. I hate it. Dark and silence. They will drive me crazy one day.<br><br>And  I guard my heart so much now. But I know, I go about it all wrong. I  think that if I keep whatever I am feeling inside, that it won't matter  in the end. That if I don't say it, somehow.... Somehow, that makes it  less real. But it still hurts none the less. <br><br>And now, I'm never content with what I have. I always want more. Or less. Or just something. <br><br>But I can  say that, I'm so much better than I used to be. Really.<br><br>In  about one hour and 20 minutes, I will be 20. Goodbye teenage years.  Goodbye teen angst. Everything from here on out is the real thing. <br><br><div style="text-align: center;"><font color="hotpink">I see it around me, I see it in everything.</font><br><font color="hotpink">I could be so much more than this.</font><br><font color="hotpink">I said my goodbye's this is my sundown.</font><br><font color="hotpink">I'm gonna be so much more than this.</font><br><br><font color="hotpink">x.Jimmy.Eat.World.x</font><br>
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	      <dc:creator>shortfastloud</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2006-03-24T16:59:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[xCertain.Words.In.Uncertain.Timesx]]></title>
	      <link>http://shortfastloud.buzznet.com/user/journal/14529/</link>
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<p>Hmm... Mom is sick again. It's pnuemonia. I can tell just by the way she is acting. She can barely speak a few words. **sighs** I do believe I'm gonna be spending some time in the hospital before break ends. I can feel it. I hate hospitals. They make me want to vomit. And the give me anxiety attacks. Even when I went to visit Steph after she had Hayley, I was freaking out. I can't handle hospitals for some reason. </p>  <p>Mom is passed out in room next to me. I keep checking on her. She scares me so much. I know we haven't been on the best terms since like forever, but.... **sighs** </p>  <p>I just don't know why she won't stop smoking. She has fucking emphazyma! It's like a no brainer. She'll never get rid of that, but right now... It's minor. She can prevent it from turning into something really, really bad. But she's not. And it frusterates me so much. And scares me to death. </p>  <p>I'm supposed to go and hang out with Terry tomorrow afternoon. Which is far overdue. We have so much to catch up on. I miss that kid like woah. </p>  <p>Thursday is time with my Jen. I'm getting my birthday present from her! I'm so excited! hehe </p>  <p>The friday is my great grandma ((mom's side))'s birthday. I can't to see everyone. I can't wait to see Hayley, Tyler, and Mikey. My grandma tells me stories. They are just about the cutest kids, ever. Except my niece and nephew. </p>  <p>But then again.... I may not be doing anything depending on how mom is doing. I am not leaving her if she is not doing any better. </p>  <p>Oh, and I this morning I got my money from my income taxes back. I already spent $60. I bought the Clandestine hoodie that I've wanted. It's just about the prettiest thing I've seen in a long time. </p>  <p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" align="center">As she looks on she's so<strong> confused<br></strong>Her heart is<em> lonely</em> <strong>broken</strong> and bruised<br>A closed circle with no more room for one more, screams<em> "to hell with you"<br></em>What's wrong with this picture?<br>What's wrong with this picture?<br><em>Did you ever stop to think a thief in the night has come to steal your loved ones?<br></em>Did you ever take the time to see the world around us is <em>falling apart</em>?<br>Eyes closed<br>We've all had our eyes closed<br>Our hands behind our back we <strong>run and hide<br></strong>From everything that moves<br>From everything that might put out this little light of mine</p>  <p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" align="center">x.This.Providence.x</p>  <p>&nbsp;</p>
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		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>shortfastloud</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2006-03-14T21:29:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[xProgress.Reportx]]></title>
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	      <description><![CDATA[<P>Is it a bad thing that I miss him like crazy? </P>
<P>Probably.</P>
<P>But it's probably worse that I check his away message every 5 seconds. It never changes. He's with her. And my stomach still turns every time I read it. </P>
<P>I just don't get it. Everytime I told him how I felt about him, lying in his arms, he would tell me "Laura, listen, I care about you so much, but I just don't think I can be in a relationship right now." This went on for months and months. </P>
<P>But then this girl comes along. His knows her for a couple of days and now.... </P>
<P>He would just roll the excuses off the tip of his tongue. And I always believed him. I believed he cared. I believed that I meant something to him. But all I was good for was a late night drunken call. And I always went. </P>
<P>He stoped over on his way to his French midterm yesterday. We talked for a little bit. He showed me how to switch my laptop over to dial up so that I could use it while being home. He commented on my background. ((Currently Fall Out Boy with lyrics from "It's Not A Side Effect of the Cocaine. It Must be Love")) </P>
<P>He told me about going to see Taste of Chaos. And we discussed how long it would take him to get there. I told him not to let Atreyu rot his brain. You know, casual conversation... Making sure to avoid certain topics. </P>
<P>Before he left he gave me a long hug. And then said "goodbye." Only he called me by my name. Not my nickname. And that kinda made me wanna throw up. </P>
<P>When he was walking out the door, he turned around and looked back. And he had this odd look in his eyes. </P>
<P>**Sighs**</P>
<P>So, before I left school yesterday... ((I'm home for a week on Spring Break)) I finally brought myself around to writing in Nikki's card so that I could send it to her. It was so hard. And I didn't know what to say. I mean, what do you say to a girl that you've known since you were little, who is now in the hospital fighting desperatly for her life? I didn't know. I still don't know. I wrote some cliche deal about how I hope she's feeling better. And how things will be okay. But I don't know if they will be. I wish I could make her&nbsp;a promise that she'll leave that hospital. And then I told he that she in constantly in my thoughts. And that I look up to her so much because she's such an amazinly beautiful and strong person. Which is the truth. I know, if I was in her place I would have given up long ago.</P>
<P align=center><FONT color=#ffcccc>I found the <STRONG>cure</STRONG> to growing older<BR>And <STRONG>you're</STRONG> the only place that feels like <STRONG>home<BR></STRONG>Just so you know, you'll never know<BR><EM>And some secrets weren't meant to be told</EM><BR>But I found the <STRONG>cure</STRONG> to growing older<BR>I'm the<EM> first</EM> kid to write of <STRONG>hearts, lies, and friends</STRONG><BR><EM>And I am sorry my conscience called in sick again<BR></EM>And I've got arrogance down to a science<BR>Oh, and I'm the <EM>first</EM> kid to write of <STRONG>hearts, lies, and friends</STRONG><BR>Douse yourself in <STRONG>cheap</STRONG> perfume it's<BR>So fitting, so fitting of the way you are<BR>You can't cover it up<BR><STRONG>Can't cover it up<BR></STRONG>Find a <STRONG>safe place</STRONG>, <EM>brace yourself</EM>, bite your lips<BR>I'm sending your fingernails and <STRONG>empty bottles</STRONG> you've sipped<BR>Back to your family cause I know you will be missed<BR><EM>So you can find a safe place, brace yourself<BR></EM>They call kids like us <EM>vicious</EM> and <STRONG>carved out of stone</STRONG><BR>But for what we've become, <EM>we just feel more alone</EM><BR><STRONG>Always weigh what I've got against what I left<BR></STRONG><EM>So progress report: I am missing you to death</EM><BR></FONT></P>
<P align=center><FONT color=#ffcccc>x.Fall.Out.Boy.x</FONT></P>
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		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>shortfastloud</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2006-03-11T20:04:16Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[xUsed.Again.But.Nothings.Differentx]]></title>
	      <link>http://shortfastloud.buzznet.com/user/journal/13857/</link>
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So, I was gonna write another emo-rific entry lastnight, but instead I saved it for today. <br><br>Spacing out my drama. <br><br>I would tell him so much if he were around right now. But probably by the time he comes around again, my words would have vanished. They always do. When I need them most. I'm such a loser. A failure. A mistake. <br><br>Something happened lastnight and I reacted in a way that I really shouldn't have. I mean, I knew it was coming for a long time. But I guess, I was just holding on to a fantasy that maybe someday I would mean a little more to a certain someone. And now I realize that it was nothing more than a convience factor. I'm an easy girl who is a sucker for guys who say pretty things. For guys who give me a place to sleep when I can't. For guys who keep me holding on with that mystery in there eyes. Oh, such a sucker. <br><br>Sometimes, I think that's all I'll ever be to guys. That girl they call up at 2am because they are drunk and they know I'll be awake. And they know I'll get dressed and come over. I fall for it everytime. <br><br>((<span style="text-decoration: line-through; font-style: italic;">I want a boy who's too drunk to talk</span>))<br><br>I've got this constant urge to be needed. To be wanted. And to know it. I want to fall and not end up appologizing in the end. I want someone in my life that when I hold their hand everything feels okay. <br><br>I want to fall in love. <br><br>But it's funny that I say that....<br><br>But anyway... So lastnight.... I left here around 11pm. And I just walked around campus in the rain. Headphones blaring. Tears streaming. Makeup running. <br><br>Me and Jen were texting eachother back and forth. I know I say this all the time, but that girl is amazing. And I honestly don't know what I would do without her. She calms me down when I'm being irrational. And tells me that Ebay won't let me sell my heart to someone else. She makes me strong. <br><br>I got back here around 1230. And I felt so much better. Sat down and wrote my English paper. <br><br>Today I was okay. It was so springish outside. Made me smile to be able to walk outside in a hoodie.<br><br>Maybe, I've got some things wrong. But hell, I wouldn't know. <br><br><br><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">She prays for days</span><br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">When boys mean she's protected</span><br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">And she wants someone to see her</span><br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">She needs to hear she's beautiful </span><br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">x.Something.Corporate.x</span> <br>
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	      <dc:creator>shortfastloud</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2006-03-09T16:59:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[xShort.Stories.With.Tragic.Endingsx]]></title>
	      <link>http://shortfastloud.buzznet.com/user/journal/13690/</link>
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It's funny how he can tear me apart inside and have no idea. Dropping hints. Lines. All there for me to notice. But he has no idea how it makes me feel inside. I'll always just be his fall back. Just like I am with every other boy I get close to. I'm never anyone's first choice. But I'm always that girl they come back to. I'm never bad enough to get rid of completely. But I am never good enough to keep around for good. <br><br><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"></span><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">I can give you freedom from your guilt,</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  With a flick of my wrist onto yours.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  I can give you peace of mind with a forced smile.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  I can give you death with the look upon my face.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  This is your freedom in a life of fallacy,</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  With no last kiss and no regrets;</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  You don't deserve good bye.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  This is your freedom in a life of fallacy,</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  With no last kiss and no good bye.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  Here you stand seething with guilt.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  Silence only justifies this act of cowardice.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  With a short story, the one you add to daily, you are the tragic loss.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  No story book ending for this fairy tale of you.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  Just the one composed with blood taken from your pen that you hold in your lifeless hand.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  Cry for you. Shed tears. Mourn. Wish the end.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  Cry for you. Shed tears. Mourn. Wish the end.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  Did you ever look, did you ever see that one person,</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  And the subtle way that they do these things and it hurts so much?</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  So much like choking down the embers of a great blaze.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  It's that moment when your eyes seem to spread aspersions</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  And to scream confessions at the insipid sky parting clouds.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  You let this one person come down in the most perfect moment.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  And it breaks my heart to know the only reason you are here now is</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  A reminder of what I'll never have</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  I'll never have... I'll never...</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  Standing so close knowing that it kills me to breathe you in.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  Standing so close knowing that it kills me to breathe you in.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  But this table for one has become bearable.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  I now take comfort in this, and for this, I cherish you.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  Did you ever look, did you ever see that one person</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  And the subtle way that they do these things and it hurts so much?</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  So much like choking down the embers of a great blaze.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  It's that moment when your eyes seem to spread aspersions</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  And to scream confessions at the insipid sky parting clouds.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  And you let this one person come down, come down.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  I cherish you... I cherish you.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  Just say you would do the same for me.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  Just say you would do the same for me.</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  Say you would do the same...</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">  Just say you would do the same for me</a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10"></a></font><br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" face="Verdana"><a name="10">x.From.Autumn.To.Ashes.x</a></font><br><font face="Verdana"><a name="10">  </a></font></div>
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	      <dc:creator>shortfastloud</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2006-03-08T13:55:00Z</dc:date>
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