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  <title>The Pen, The Page, The Paper</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 02 Jun 2009 00:31:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m Holding On To A Fairytale</title>
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  <description>Its been awhile like usual.&lt;br /&gt;I feel a lot has changed.&lt;br /&gt;A lot I am scared of that will come.&lt;br /&gt;My leave date for the Navy has been pushed to August&lt;br /&gt;I will be going in as a CB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have the job at The Scott&apos;s in Belfair&lt;br /&gt;Just gotta go in&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m also sorta seeing a lovely girl.&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly I&apos;m really scared of what will happen&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of leaving now.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;know I have to but I&amp;nbsp;was dicked around for so long.&lt;br /&gt;it just scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[xoxo]&lt;br /&gt;[mike]</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Mar 2009 18:16:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I WAS A CAGE!</title>
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  <description>Fuck parties.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck people&lt;br /&gt;Fuck friends&lt;br /&gt;Fuck this town.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck this area.&lt;br /&gt;I want out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot down over the skies of liquid death&lt;br /&gt;It may have been a like but I was confused.&lt;br /&gt;It may have been one night.&lt;br /&gt;I regret what I said during the course of dusk and daylight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also there has been a loss in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Another mother I once knew.&lt;br /&gt;She sleeps in odds and ends now.&lt;br /&gt;I didn&apos;t get to see you before you were laid to rest,&lt;br /&gt;and I miss you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the words are gone and I am speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[xoxo]&lt;br /&gt;[mike]</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2009 05:15:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;We&apos;re All Vampires And We Own This Fucking Night&quot;</title>
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  <description>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&amp;quot;How long until the tables turn?&lt;br /&gt;When will we ever get what we deserve?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been thinking a lot the last couple&lt;br /&gt;days about going back to Australia.&lt;br gauntlet_tokenizer_reserved=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;display: none;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All aboard whose coming aboard.&lt;br gauntlet_tokenizer_reserved=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;display: none;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Security keeps giving me the&lt;br /&gt;run around.&lt;br gauntlet_tokenizer_reserved=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;display: none;&quot; /&gt; They keep saying I have&lt;br /&gt;dual citizenship than saying I don&apos;t.&lt;br gauntlet_tokenizer_reserved=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;display: none;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m really tired of it. I need a hug.&lt;br gauntlet_tokenizer_reserved=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;display: none;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always be a citizen there cause&lt;br /&gt;I was born there. And its not cheap&lt;br /&gt;to become a citizen here either.&lt;br /&gt;My navy career is delayed for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;So here&apos;s to another banner year,&lt;br /&gt; We&apos;ve crossed that thin line,&lt;br /&gt; Don&apos;t try to hold us here&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Also why would you make a choice&lt;br /&gt;to move on than put yourself back&lt;br /&gt;in the same position. stupid. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;  &amp;quot;I&apos;d Rather Live Than Live Forever&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I&apos;m sorry if my first entry in a while is just&lt;br /&gt;and angry rant. But this is whats going on in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[xoxo]&lt;br /&gt;[mike]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre class=&quot;lyrics&quot;&gt;
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  <lj:music>A Day To Remember - My Life For Hire</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 19 Dec 2008 09:38:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;We All Carry These Things Inside That No One Else Can See.&quot;</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Its funny how life will give you a twist and you keep on hitting.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m still standing, still moving. It always seems like a long time&lt;br /&gt;between when I get around to posting. I guess that is me being&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;busy&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one time I think I could have been a father. Sadly I won&apos;t be.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m trying to find reasoning in why I will not be. But honestly its&lt;br /&gt;too much. I become the optimistic one instead. Telling myself&lt;br /&gt;good comes out of all things. Or maybe its me lying to myself&lt;br /&gt;to keep me going. I could not say. The mind is such a terrible&lt;br /&gt;yet amazing thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I&apos;m in the process of joining the Navy. I go for MEPS on&lt;br /&gt;January 5th. Ship out sometime in May. Its a chance for me&lt;br /&gt;to see the world. Become something. Yeah a bit of real life&lt;br /&gt;serves a body good. Most of &amp;quot;The Friends&amp;quot; either are angry or&lt;br /&gt;just don&apos;t talk to me about it. They say I&apos;m doing it all for the wrong&lt;br /&gt;reasons. I&apos;M&amp;nbsp;DOING&amp;nbsp;IT&amp;nbsp;FOR&amp;nbsp;ME! That is final. This will be good.&lt;br /&gt;Its only 4 years. 100% collage. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been a touch of disaster lately. Freezing cold.&lt;br /&gt;SNOW! Shitty road conditions. I spent about 5 full days at my&lt;br /&gt;house. Scary considering I&apos;m never at my house for that long.&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I did not want to leave for it was cold and well&lt;br /&gt;I just did not. I instead started writing a song and played A&amp;nbsp;LOT of&lt;br /&gt;guitar. Its something I suppose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[xoxo]&lt;br /&gt;[mike]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 02 Nov 2008 02:51:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>When The Time Comes</title>
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  <description>There will be no choice but to stop and leave.&lt;br /&gt;Leave for a good reason, raising a white flag</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Oct 2008 08:06:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Like Sitting In The Back Seat and Boring Me With Your Body</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve made a generalization of where I&apos;m ending up right now.&lt;br /&gt;Not too far.&lt;br /&gt;This city is a pit, a succubus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Negatives:&lt;br /&gt;I got laid off&lt;br /&gt;My bank loan payment was late&lt;br /&gt;My parents are urging me to Join the military&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positives:&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;bought a car.&lt;br /&gt;(A Chevy Celebrity)&lt;br /&gt;Meh! Its a car&lt;br /&gt;I got to see Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;I miss that kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that I&apos;ve been putting in applications.&lt;br /&gt;Playing a lot of guitar. Mainly acoustic since I don&apos;t have an amp anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was a chance to get out of this town I&amp;nbsp;would take it.&lt;br /&gt;If I could find one...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 03:23:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Now Each Day I Sink A Bit Faster Into My Father&apos;s Fate.</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;Four Packs A Day. Four Decades Straight. &lt;br /&gt; Right To An Unmarked Grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;If the clouds fell from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;And everyone was disappearing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Who would you want to be sitting there&lt;br /&gt;to watch the end with you?&lt;br /&gt;I could not tell you who I would be sitting with&lt;br /&gt;I just hope they will have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;Just eyes wide open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;Somet&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;imes plans&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; are shatt&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ered for a thing&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; or two&lt;br /&gt;that becom&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;es less and less pro-&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;activ&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;e.&lt;br gauntlet_tokenizer_reserved=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;display: none;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what do I have to say that would&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; put&lt;br /&gt;anyth&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ing in motio&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;n. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m a fool in mind and a fool in sight&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;.&lt;br gauntlet_tokenizer_reserved=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;display: none;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m only a dream&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;er.&lt;br gauntlet_tokenizer_reserved=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;display: none;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; bird in your ear.&lt;br gauntlet_tokenizer_reserved=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;display: none;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behin&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;d the drum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;*****************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting...&lt;br /&gt;Just Waiting...&lt;br /&gt;For Something...&lt;br /&gt;Anything...&lt;br /&gt;One Thing...&lt;br /&gt;Or Nothing...&lt;br /&gt;Waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[xoxo]&lt;br /&gt;[mike]&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Crime In Stereo - Small Skeletal</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 24 Aug 2008 08:43:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sunshine hides from the sky, We&apos;re all just sinking, Waiting to die.</title>
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  <description>Yes I have been a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;Been writing, thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if I am waiting&lt;br /&gt;for something to happen&lt;br /&gt;and I don&apos;t know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its a better job,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its a new town.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its someone to&lt;br /&gt;come along and change&lt;br /&gt;everything. Have some life&lt;br /&gt;in them not the same endless&lt;br /&gt;thoughtless city. A city not built&lt;br /&gt;on dreams but on devastation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will wait...&lt;br /&gt;Something is bound to be uplifting.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2008 07:46:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Terrified, Blind, And Wait To Die</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;So I have a new job.&lt;br /&gt;Its going good. Kinda painful.&lt;br /&gt;My finger tips hurt so much.&lt;br /&gt;Constant contact with odd wood chemicals, etc.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;What is a rut to fall into when you are diving in from the sky?&lt;br /&gt;Seems to me you might get a few cuts and scrapes on the way down.&lt;br /&gt;How to explain what I feel? Easy, Don&apos;t. Not at all. Keep it to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Away from the masses. Go about your day as if there is nothing bothering you at all.&lt;br /&gt;Keep it under the skin with the other thoughts that rage through your mind.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was a bad idea, but you can not take it back without a confrontation of gigantic&lt;br /&gt;proportions. Sadly I might have to. To keep it together, to keep on a path. &lt;br /&gt;A JOURNEY!&lt;br /&gt;AN ADVENTURE.&lt;br /&gt;And its miles away from here.&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2008 23:19:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This Man Will Stand The Test Of Time</title>
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  <description>Its thursday afternoon and I am sitting posting an entry while watching a toddler.&lt;br /&gt;IF this is what my life has come to than strike me out. The job market is all but dead.&lt;br /&gt;Its getting so hard to find a job at all. I&apos;m hoping for this job at Ace Hardware. But it is&lt;br /&gt;looking even more grim as days go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;I&amp;nbsp;WISH this didn&apos;t mean so much to me; to be a&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;MONUMENT&lt;/u&gt; for the rest of them&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day is another building burning&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;and its getting harder and harder to see through the smoke.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll burn out my eyes just so I can get through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a suttle conforment&lt;br /&gt;to these words that I speak.&lt;br /&gt;If you don&apos;t listen the first time&lt;br /&gt;its pointless said again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[xoxo]&lt;br /&gt;[mike]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>A Day To Remember - Here&apos;s To The Past</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 Jun 2008 09:02:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>May The Best Man Choke On Pride</title>
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  <description>&quot;Cogito ergo sum&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 07:03:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It Must Be Buried Under The Heart</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Simple yet complicated.&lt;br /&gt;Through and Through,&lt;br /&gt;Their is &lt;i&gt;Napalm&lt;/i&gt; in the &lt;font color=&quot;#339966&quot;&gt;trees&lt;/font&gt; for sure.&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;burning&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; through the forest&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;burning&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; through the ground.&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;flame&lt;/font&gt; will lick the boots we wear.&lt;br /&gt;Their is reason, their is unrest.&lt;br /&gt;Sure I am of lack. But still simple and divine.&lt;br /&gt;Who will &lt;font color=&quot;#993300&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;read&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; this? Who will pass it on?&lt;br /&gt;We are all flawed in our own little ways.&lt;br /&gt;This is cluttered but let the truth stand out in the &lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot;&gt;rain&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Cleanse this &lt;font color=&quot;#339966&quot;&gt;forest &lt;/font&gt;and what remains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn&apos;t supposed to make sense; and don&apos;t think it does.&lt;br /&gt;Only to me it will, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You won&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;You won&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;You won&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;You won&apos;t know.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love you so much, &lt;br /&gt;but do me a favor baby, &lt;br /&gt;don&apos;t reply.&lt;br /&gt; &apos;cause I can dish it out, &lt;br /&gt;but I can&apos;t take it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Circa Survive - In Fear And Faith</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Mar 2008 07:29:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I Used To Think It Was Sleep...</title>
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  <description>The deed will be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m no longer going to put myself through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m passing the lease over to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake is a wreck, the apartment is a wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t live like that. I&apos;m through and through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my rest from all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might isolate myself away from the world for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do some thinking, meditating, reading, writing, playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be creative again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a flush to my system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to need it.</description>
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  <lj:music>Crime In Stereo</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2008 09:30:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Mark My Words, We&apos;re Taking Over The World</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;So yeah its been a while, yeah I&apos;ve been dealing with some major shit.&lt;br /&gt;Some of which I just don&apos;t want to talk about. My room mate Jake has turned&lt;br /&gt;into a tumor in my head that is surely degrading what it is to have a place of your&lt;br /&gt;own. Most days I just want to rip his beating heart out and stomp all over it.&lt;br /&gt;I know thats morbid but its the truth. He makes me sick to my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;it all started when money got really tight. A couple weeks ago. We got into&lt;br /&gt;a full on fist fight. I fucked up the right side of his face. And he broke my finger.&lt;br /&gt;Sad chain of events. After we talked about it and I thought we were cool again&lt;br /&gt;cause you know you got to have each others back. It turned into the silent treatment.&lt;br /&gt;I hate him so much. Grrrrr &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want so badly to get out of this town or at least move into my own place where I don&apos;t&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;have to deal with this shit. Its pissing me off to a point where I don&apos;t want to be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to something that doesn&apos;t make me feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve got so many sweet riffs I want to record at the moment&lt;br /&gt;its unbelievable. I started jamming with my co-worker Cory.&lt;br /&gt;Its been pretty awesome. I jammed a few with my neighbor Ray&lt;br /&gt;which was also awesome. I kinda fed off them. Both of them play bass&lt;br /&gt;so it gives me room to interject and create such great things. I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m hoping to get some of it recorded in the near future. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m starting to write some new songs also. I know I go through fazes&lt;br /&gt;of withdrawel where I can&apos;t think of anything for the liufe of me. It happens.&lt;br /&gt;But we will see.&lt;br /&gt;:: shrug ::&lt;br /&gt;Been chillin with Stevie a lot. It&apos;s cool&lt;br /&gt;Even though I made a few mistakes in the past week&lt;br /&gt;that would of pissed any moral person off. Yah I&apos;m so&lt;br /&gt;sorry. But everyone knows that. I make a few judgement calls that&lt;br /&gt;are not my brightest but I am quick to know it and apologize profusely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway I don&apos;t even know why I am up so late. i have to work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;But this was my rant. It sucked. I&apos;m tired so you can relate.&lt;br /&gt;So if anyone was expecting some awesome spew about life.&lt;br /&gt;I apologize. My spelling also was not the greatest in this either.&lt;br /&gt;And well it happens. goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[xoxo]&lt;br /&gt;[mike]</description>
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  <lj:music>A Day To Remember - A Shot In The Dark</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">A Day To Remember - A Shot In The Dark</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Feb 2008 02:30:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Discourse I</title>
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  <description>&quot;Here&apos;s Your new Blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; Transfusion Took Us All Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt; Tell Us That You&apos;re All Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; No It&apos;s Not Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Though Feels Like Fire Inside Of Your Veins....&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you could only reach the center to find what you&apos;ve been looking for&lt;br /&gt;You would find a glass soul filled with ideas, ideas that would destroy&lt;br /&gt;peoples perception on you and those of your generation. They push us&lt;br /&gt;down at every chance they get. For the sheer thought of thoughts. Overpowering&lt;br /&gt;as they may seem. Its the truth. We don&apos;t matter anyway. We will just be a &lt;br /&gt;ship about the sea. Repeating REPEATING! Repeating! We will break through.&lt;br /&gt;We are what moves the world like the moon and the ocean. We will be what is left.&lt;br /&gt;Whether it be for good or nay. &lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the new generation!&lt;br /&gt;We will overcome.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Thrice - Image Of The Invisible</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 24 Feb 2008 01:15:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>As I Scream Aim And Fire, The Death Toll Grows Higher</title>
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  <description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Have you ever had such a long day and long night?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;The longest. The most intriguing. The most &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;insane. That was yesterday. For sure.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;So many things on my mind, were&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;washed away or cleared up.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://a816.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/73/l_6cd463ead552025b81fcc020bc19071f.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://a816.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/73/l_6cd463ead552025b81fcc020bc19071f.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Last night was equally as crazy due to a little bit&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;of drinking, but cleared things up. Had a few great&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;conversations with the likes of Jake and Miss Adair.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;And Karen helped out a lot none the less. Especially &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;with the ever furthering insanity of the guys. But the night &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;ended just as thought it would. Back to being myself and being&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;the nice guy, like usual.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Bullet For My Valentine - Scream Aim Fire</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Feb 2008 03:27:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;L&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;et&apos;s call this the quiet city: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt; Where screams are felt as a wave of stoplights &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt; Drive through the streets as gunshots punctuate the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt; The sides we take divide us from our faith &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt; And the morning dove gets caught in the telephone wire&quot;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Thursday - Counting 5-4-3-2-1</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2008 01:00:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m Trying Harder And Harder Not To Swallow My Teeth...</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;...But Falling Was Just The Space Between Me And The Ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;[xoxo]&lt;br /&gt;[mike]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>A Skylit Drive - According To Columbus</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 16 Feb 2008 04:04:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I will fill this void inside my head. An emptiness only a heart can send. How could you be so blind?</title>
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  <description>Yay!&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Finally.&lt;br /&gt;I work tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;8-noon but thats nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;I find myself halted by something&lt;br /&gt;doing the right thing&lt;br /&gt;being the nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;Keeping friends.&lt;br /&gt;I try really hard to be a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;I succeed more often than none.&lt;br /&gt;But their can be hinderer&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;and they only come from how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;Emotion is overrated anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;Why not be bland?&lt;br /&gt;Why not just not give a shit?&lt;br /&gt;Stupor Stupor Stupor&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol only enhances it.&lt;br /&gt;Yet still, gotta do the right thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Maybe eventually it will pay off.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I&apos;m moreover a &lt;br /&gt;pessimist. Most people are&lt;br /&gt;even though I try not to let&lt;br /&gt;the people I know become too pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;I myself... well what do expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;NOTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Not much more than that.&lt;br /&gt;Give all I can, take nothing back.&lt;br /&gt;Not one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;But you know. I try.&lt;br /&gt;I have hopes, I have dreams&lt;br /&gt;I have everything I need.&lt;br /&gt;but not really. Contradiction &lt;br /&gt;in itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;I guess I&apos;m too obvious.&lt;br /&gt;But alas I can keep trying.&lt;br /&gt;We will see now won&apos;t we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I really want to do something tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Ponder Ponder Ponder.&lt;br /&gt;What to do?&lt;br /&gt;What is their to do in this town anyway.&lt;br /&gt;The answer is pretty bold.&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;[xoxo]&lt;br /&gt;[mike]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>here i come falling - A Ghost Town For A Graveyard</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Feb 2008 03:26:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Wolves Wear The Wool Of The Sheep They Have Fooled</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Again I see myself with the absent of color in a world where their is so much.&lt;br /&gt;It could be the lack of self-worth or the Hunger for some new life. Something to&lt;br /&gt;light the passage in an empty tunnel filled with &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; class=&quot;std_font&quot;&gt;pestilential over-barings.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt; Lest I&lt;br /&gt;work for something that I seem not to be able to grasp. A person, a being, a life.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will keep the evidence wrapped up in my head. Away.&amp;nbsp; Stay small or &lt;br /&gt;lest let the light pour in or not at all.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I will not let it be too thought provoking.&lt;br /&gt;I am absent.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;&lt;font class=&quot;std_font&quot;&gt; An epidemic with allure that brings intrigue to the dullest minds.&quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>The Recieving End Of Sirens - The Crop And The Pest</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 06:21:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;Exit The Vein. Exit The Lungs. Exit The Body.&quot;</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&quot;Never The Heart...&quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Sorry this took so long&lt;br /&gt;Had to get myself together.&lt;br /&gt;Get myself out from under&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;font color=&quot;#339966&quot;&gt;grove&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down in the &lt;font color=&quot;#339966&quot;&gt;swamp&lt;/font&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;Kicked in the knees.&lt;br /&gt;Keeping it together.&lt;br /&gt;Keep telling myself&lt;br /&gt;life isn&apos;t that bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Keep telling myself&lt;br /&gt;Life is getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Getting the apartment&lt;br /&gt;on the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;st of February.&lt;br /&gt;Right around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;Right around the bend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;Keep myself centered&lt;br /&gt;on the goal. Good advice&lt;br /&gt;I gave to a friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Kevin left for boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Thats &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; down.&lt;br /&gt;But they won&apos;t take me.&lt;br /&gt;No Sir&apos;ee&lt;br /&gt;I am my own independence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;But I will keep it together.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else is counting on&lt;br /&gt;me to keep them together.&lt;br /&gt;Through their hard times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;But I might reflect them&lt;br /&gt;eventually&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;So keep the punches coming:&lt;br /&gt;left, right, right, left, left.&lt;br /&gt;One more &lt;font color=&quot;#ffff00&quot;&gt;trophy&lt;/font&gt; on my wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;But we will see&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Adair - The Diamond Ring</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Jan 2008 08:01:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Tired Of Waiting For My Stationary Third World To Rotate</title>
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  <description>Update coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;So hold the thought.&lt;br /&gt;I promise my life is disasterous.&lt;br /&gt;And always seems to have something missing.&lt;br /&gt;I know what it is. But their is no point.&lt;br /&gt;::fail::</description>
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  <lj:music>Crime In Stereo - Orbitor</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Dec 2007 15:38:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>All Your Artists Are Just Servants Of The Status Quo</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Completely mesmerizing the sheer plentifulness of anti-friends&lt;br /&gt;that want to be your friend; but not really. Tantalizing. Another story&lt;br /&gt;for another time. I fear I rant on about that way too much for my own&lt;br /&gt;good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to start writing new material for &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&quot;Me&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Something that I can&apos;t stress enough. I might&lt;br /&gt;have an opportunity to accomplish is making&lt;br /&gt;music. I talked to a friend of a friend. Maybe&lt;br /&gt;she will be as open minded as I. And have pace;&lt;br /&gt;a slow one. More worried about creation then&lt;br /&gt;expression. That would really be...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I would really like.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;(Plain and simple)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good voice, good guitar work. Just needs a little&lt;br /&gt;bit of direction. I can not say that I am not excited.&lt;br /&gt;But excitement maybe a little too early in the scheme&lt;br /&gt;of things. I guys I can only hope and wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;cold&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;...headcold.&lt;/em&gt; Sure we will call it that&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Not the greatest&lt;/em&gt; commodity to have. Symptoms&lt;br /&gt;range from: Coughing, congestion, running nose,&lt;br /&gt;phlem (or something like it ::slash:: mucus); Just&lt;br /&gt;discusting. Need to cure myself fast. It is driving&lt;br /&gt;my patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for a band that is really exciting for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crime In Stereo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;with their new album. I can&apos;t get enough&lt;br /&gt;of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;epeat &lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;R&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;epeat &lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;epeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Amazing...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not&amp;nbsp;slept tonight either.&lt;br /&gt;Could not is more like it.&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the music &amp;amp;&amp;amp; playing a few video&lt;br /&gt;games. Yeah, everyone has a little bit of nerd in&lt;br /&gt;them. :: shrug ::&lt;br /&gt;I do not think I will be getting any tonight/today.&lt;br /&gt;Whichever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got plenty of time on my hands...&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m only &lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;strong&gt;young&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/font&gt;... aging.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Crime In Stereo - Third Atlantic</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 Nov 2007 11:26:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m Biased and By This I&apos;ll Judge You on Weakness Wrapped Up In My Own Innocence</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;What a stressful week.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so tired of trying to hang around the worse of the bunch.&lt;br /&gt;Simple.&lt;br /&gt;By God, I just can&apos;t repeat myself over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Can it just be the end of the road already&lt;br /&gt;Where I can take my way. And other be taken&lt;br /&gt;but by the abandonment.&lt;br /&gt;Thats all it ever is.&lt;br /&gt;Quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to keep the ones you really care about close.&lt;br /&gt;Cause in an instance, they might not be there.&lt;br /&gt;This could be taken two ways... Just so you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could only loose my eyes&lt;br /&gt;maybe then I wouldn&apos;t have&lt;br /&gt;to worry so much about everything.&lt;br /&gt;Put a twist on life for sure.&lt;br /&gt;I won&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m already miserable.&lt;br /&gt;Why make it worse.&lt;br /&gt;Someone&apos;s got an answer.&lt;br /&gt;And we all deserve something.&lt;br /&gt;Just try and figure it out though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want?&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;Fame.&lt;br /&gt;Infamy.&lt;br /&gt;Talent.&lt;br /&gt;Something like that I bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most fail.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m trying not to fail at what I want.&lt;br /&gt;But its so hard to try, when trying is harder than you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday.&lt;br /&gt;in the future...&lt;br /&gt;keep striving.&lt;br /&gt;something will happen.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Manchester Orchestra - Where Have You Been?</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Manchester Orchestra - Where Have You Been?</media:title>
  <lj:mood>distressed</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 18 Nov 2007 13:01:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>That Heaven And Earth May Strike Their Sounds Together</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;So tonight was good night&lt;br /&gt;for various reasons////////////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;xMOTHER FUCKINGx &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;On The Last Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;From Aphony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Didn&apos;t get any pics though/&lt;br /&gt;The new singer of On The Last Day&lt;br /&gt;is really good.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;I should totally be asleep right now but I&apos;m not. Sound familiar.&lt;br /&gt;Only cause I&apos;m curious. If you know a friend (dude) is lying to a friend &lt;br /&gt;but telling the other friend (chick) would make them unhappy...again.&lt;br /&gt;(Due to the fact they are getting over an ex-boyfriend)&lt;br /&gt;Yet the chick could quite possibly be happy for the first time in a while&lt;br /&gt;all the while the friend you thought was a friend is a snake in the grass&lt;br /&gt;yet for some reason you keep him around cause their has been moments&lt;br /&gt;in your life where he has had your back!!! WTF!!!&lt;br /&gt;Fuck It All... not my problem... If my chick friend gets hurt&lt;br /&gt;than I will kill him. I&apos;ve known her longer anyway and she is much&lt;br /&gt;better of a friend or something like that. We will see.&lt;br /&gt;I swear life is just like one of those soup operas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Disgusting.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;FUCK IT!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;PEOPLE &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;ARE &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;FUCKING &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;RETARDED&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;AND &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;DRAMATIC &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;AND&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;MOST OF THEM&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;ARE NOT WORTH &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;MY PATIENCE! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; GAHHHH!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;ANGRY BLOG!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-END-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Circa Survive - In Fear And Faith</lj:music>
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