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  <pubDate>Thu, 04 May 2006 17:42:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title> you&apos;re an unrescuable schizo</title>
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  <description>&lt;font face=&quot;verdana&quot; color=&quot;black&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Never read &quot;Girl, Interrupted&quot; by Susanna Kaysen.&lt;br /&gt;The things she writes about her thinking and past will actually start making sense to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Never talk to people you think you trust about your problems. Write them down somewhere instead, and when you look back you&apos;ll laugh at yourself being so friggin&apos; naive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Never ask for something, you might actually get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Never make toasts while writing a journalentry, they will get stuck and make the firealarm go off, rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;there&apos;s no end to the love you can give&lt;br /&gt;when you change your point of view to underfoot&lt;br /&gt;very good&lt;br /&gt;you may be flat but you&apos;re breathing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there&apos;s no doubt he&apos;s at home in his room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;probably watching porn of you from the fall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s last call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you&apos;re the last one leaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;and you thought you could change the world&lt;br /&gt;by opening your legs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it isn&apos;t very hard&lt;br /&gt;try kicking them instead&lt;br /&gt;and you thought you could change his mind&lt;br /&gt;by changing your perfume to the kind his mother wore&lt;br /&gt;o god delilah why?&lt;br /&gt;i never met a more impossible girl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this same bar where you slammed down your hand&lt;br /&gt;and said “Amanda, i&apos;m in love”&lt;br /&gt;no you&apos;re not&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;re just a sucker for the ones who use you&lt;br /&gt;and it doesn&apos;t matter what i say or do&lt;br /&gt;the stupid bastard&apos;s gonna have his way with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;re an unrescuable schizo&lt;br /&gt;or else you&apos;re on the rag&lt;br /&gt;if you take him back&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m gonna lose my nerve&lt;br /&gt;i never met a more impossible girl....&lt;br /&gt;i never met a more impossible girl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at four o&apos;clock he got off&lt;br /&gt;and you called up&lt;br /&gt;“i&apos;m down at denny&apos;s on route one&lt;br /&gt;and you won&apos;t guess what he&apos;s done”&lt;br /&gt;is that a fact delilah?&lt;br /&gt;larry tap let you in through the back&lt;br /&gt;and use his calling card again&lt;br /&gt;for a quick hand of gin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;you are impossible, delilah: the princess of denial&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after 7 years in advertising you are none the wiser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;you&apos;re an unrescuable schizo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or else you&apos;re on the rag&lt;br /&gt;cause if you take him back&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m gonna lose my nerve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;he&apos;s gonna beat you like a pillow&lt;br /&gt;you schizos never learn&lt;br /&gt;and if you take him home&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;ll get what you deserve&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so don&apos;t cry delilah&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;re still alive delilah&lt;br /&gt;you need a ride delilah?&lt;br /&gt;let&apos;s see how fast this thing can go.....&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 18 Mar 2006 20:24:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>uhm..</title>
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  <description>So... my aunt&apos;s husband got killed yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;He crashed into a big truck with his car and died at once because of his injuries.&lt;br /&gt;No one really knows why, it wasn&apos;t slippery on the road and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But apparently he felt sorta depressed or sad at the moment of the accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Yeah.</description>
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  <lj:music>Tool - &quot;Aenima&quot;</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Mar 2006 16:36:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Nananana~</title>
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  <description>UppCon 06 soon!&lt;br /&gt;All the sleepingplaces near the convention has already been booked. GAH!&lt;br /&gt;So I might not take my HEAVY Gravel-20&apos;s (&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.odiumclothing.net/items/boots/fullsize/gravel-20.jpg&quot;&gt;http://www.odiumclothing.net/items/boots/fullsize/gravel-20.jpg&lt;/a&gt;), as I don&apos;t want to carry them such a long way.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I&apos;ll see how much place my cosplay will take.&lt;br /&gt;My Vincent Valentine had more accessories, so it might weigh that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to be Go Go Yubari, and I&apos;M FINALLY GOING TO SEE A REAL JAPANESE BAND IN LIVE ACTION!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;They&apos;re called Hagakure. It&apos;s more indie/pop than j-rock, but oh well...&lt;br /&gt;Atleast it&apos;s a real japanese band xD</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Jan 2006 07:20:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>All I knew was shed and worthless now.</title>
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  <description>Idon&apos;tcareaboutschoolanymore.I&apos;msureIwon&apos;tbeacceptedintoMediaatHedbergska.Fuck.Whywouldtheywantanirresponsiblekidlikemeanyway?I&apos;mgoingtobeyelledattodaybecauseofIdidn&apos;tdomystupidessayabouttheapausebetweenWWIandWII.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;msuckafuckingemokid.NoonewillreadthisanywaysoIguessit&apos;sokay.&lt;br /&gt;Ifeelstuck.Iamstuck.Mymindismyprison,asSilentHillNoEscapesays.orsomething.guh.Ihateschool.IhatethatIdon&apos;tcareaboutit.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;mgoingtofaileverything.Iwillhavetoretakeanotherschoolyear.I&apos;muglyandevenheadmitsthatI&apos;mfuckedup.Everythingthatwasstuckonmywallsarestartingtofalldownnow.Ashestoashesweallfalldown.nngh.Myroomisamess,justlikeme.Ishouldjustdeletethisshitjustincase---no,nooneeverreadsit,soIguessI&apos;mokay.&lt;br /&gt;Whatoncedidexistnowismeaningless.Guessitwasjustanecho.hrmph.allthecrackswillleadrighttome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn&apos;t supposed to be read. I&apos;m afraid I won&apos;t be able to get it out of my system if I just press CTRL+A and DELETE though. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What once did exist, now is meaningless&lt;br /&gt;And doesn&apos;t it seem funny, how soon you did forget&lt;br /&gt;All the words have now lost their weight&lt;br /&gt;But I remember, I remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Desperation, devastation&lt;br /&gt;All I truly know (all that I know...)&lt;br /&gt;Is isolation&lt;br /&gt;Self damnation&lt;br /&gt;All life that I&apos;d own&lt;br /&gt;WAS SHED AND WORTHLESS NOW.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I knew was wrong&lt;br /&gt;One who lived is gone&lt;br /&gt;Guess it was just an echo&lt;br /&gt;When you would sing my song&lt;br /&gt;(ECHO: you would sing my song)&lt;br /&gt;All the notes you&apos;d forgotten now&lt;br /&gt;You left abandoned, I remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperation, devastation&lt;br /&gt;All I truly know (all that I know...)&lt;br /&gt;Is isolation&lt;br /&gt;Self Damnation&lt;br /&gt;All life that I&apos;d own&lt;br /&gt;WAS SHED AND WORTHLESS NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&lt;br /&gt;hate myself&lt;br /&gt;more...&lt;br /&gt;more than anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU JOIN ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW THAT YOU KNOW THAT THIS&lt;br /&gt;TORTURES ME.&lt;br /&gt;HAVE I CREATED THE SUFFERING?&lt;br /&gt;SHOW ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Or do you happily cut, further in?&lt;br /&gt;to sever what&apos;s left inside, that binds me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all i feel is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperation, devastation&lt;br /&gt;All I truly know (all that I know...)&lt;br /&gt;Is isolation&lt;br /&gt;Self damnation&lt;br /&gt;All life that I&apos;d own&lt;br /&gt;WAS SHED AND WORTHLESS NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperation, devastation&lt;br /&gt;All I truly know (all that I know...)&lt;br /&gt;Is isolation&lt;br /&gt;Self damnation&lt;br /&gt;All life that I&apos;d own&lt;br /&gt;WAS SHED AND WORTHLESS, WORTHLESS NOW.&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>AFI - The Leaving Song</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>sore, but only emotionally.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 05 Nov 2005 23:41:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This is my December</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;This entry has been deleted because it sucked dick.&lt;/i&gt; :D</description>
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  <lj:music>Linkin Park - My December</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Oct 2005 21:59:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Shuuu~</title>
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  <description>UppCon is on tuesday, so that&apos;s gonna be fuuuuun~&lt;br /&gt;Unluckely loads of crap with my cosplay went wrong, including the gold spraypaint which got all runny... gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I guess I might post pictures of the convention here, ooor... probably not. Because I don&apos;t use LiveJournal that much so people doesn&apos;t really care for pictures xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*points*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.crookedsixpence.com/skary/quiz/guillotine.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.crookedsixpence.com/skary/quiz/quiz.php?n=2&quot;&gt;How Skary is YOUR journal?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.crookedsixpence.com/skary/quiz/justwantedahug.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.crookedsixpence.com/skary/quiz/quiz.php?n=1&quot;&gt;What did YOU do?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD</description>
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  <lj:music>A Perfect Circle - &quot;Breña&quot;</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>*yaaaaaaawn*</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 15 Sep 2005 19:49:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Away from You</title>
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  <description>Umph.&lt;br /&gt;Come back when she has left you and seek comfort to the person you left behind?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Do I provide you comfort?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Did I throw up today?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Do I want to sleep a month?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Do I feel ugly?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Do I feel worthless?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Am I insignificant?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Does school mess with my head?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Does the thought of college make me want to stab myself in the chest repeatedly?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;But do I want to be a ragdoll?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......and the question that is always left unanswered is &lt;i&gt;&quot;do I want you to leave me alone, and will you, and never come back?&quot;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyeh.</description>
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  <lj:music>Stone Sour - &quot;Bother&quot;</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Sep 2005 06:43:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>aaargh my back</title>
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  <description>My back hurts. Really much. *pouts* xD&lt;br /&gt;I have school today, as usual. It&apos;s only tuesday, bleh.&lt;br /&gt;Reality has been fudging with my head, and it&apos;s starting to annoy me. No one of the people I talk to online feels real anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps because they&apos;re like far, far away? Hmmmm~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh. I&apos;m almost finished with Suikoden IV. One of the bosses had tentacles.&lt;br /&gt;I hate tentacles.&lt;br /&gt;Tentacles and slime, especially when it&apos;s see-through, are the things that scares me the most x____x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a squid-man in clay on artclass yesterday. I liked him, until I made his face, hair and realised he had tentacles. x.o;&lt;br /&gt;Yssew-chan made me do his so called package quite big and after it was done she complained on how you couldn&apos;t really see it. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UppCon 05. zomg zomg zomg I&apos;m happy. Because I&apos;m going. I dunno how I&apos;ll do Vincent&apos;s Claw and how to get that glove... My town doesn&apos;t have those things anywhere xD&lt;br /&gt;Meh, I&apos;ll browse around I guess. woot. long post. bai bai.</description>
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  <lj:music>Frida Hyvönen - &quot;Once I was a Serene Teenage-child&quot;</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>ZzzzZZzz~</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2005 06:26:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>OMG EMO CHILD!!11</title>
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  <description>...I don&apos;t care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life sucks. 8D</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 23 Aug 2005 06:17:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Aargh school *stabs*</title>
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  <description>I started school yesterday :0&lt;br /&gt;It was fun. Meeeeh I start college next year.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t wannaaa~ xD&lt;br /&gt;I would&apos;ve hated it if my friend Yssew-chan hadn&apos;t been just as tired as me, and as hyper as me.&lt;br /&gt;So she kept talking about her yaoi manga&apos;s and said quite a lot of sentences wrong along the way xD &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Apparently she hates it that they always censour the good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;O_________o;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total yaoi freak there for you. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh, on a random note...&lt;br /&gt;Miyavi - Girls, be Ambitious is now my ringtone &amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt; *wanders away to school as it starts soon*</description>
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  <lj:music>Miyavi - Happy Endo no Uta</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>zzZZzzz~</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 16 Aug 2005 04:46:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>...What the...?</title>
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  <description>Today while working on my gaming website (which you will surely hear a lot about as it is a part of my life, or rather a thing that keeps me from thinking about my life...), my dad&apos;s mother called.&lt;br /&gt;Surprised as I was, I didn&apos;t say much, and she was her normal, cold self (well, I haven&apos;t met her since I was around 8, but back then, and she always has been, a very cold and solid person).&lt;br /&gt;But then, when she started the sentence &quot;...You&apos;re my grandchildren, and you&apos;re all I have, you&apos;re my flesh and blood you know?&quot; she actually bursted into tears.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, she has cancer by the way.&lt;br /&gt;*sighs* She scared and startled me. That just... Isn&apos;t her, starting to cry like that O___o;;&lt;br /&gt;So me and my sister are going there on wednesday, and I have to call her tomorrow to tell her that.&lt;br /&gt;It will be so awkward. And she doesn&apos;t even know I have black hair now. kehehehehe... x.o;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that call I got all &quot;o.o.... ;-;.... o.o... ;-;....&quot; xD But a dose of Miyavi (that failed :0000) and Bronson (that worked, zomg) fixed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I&apos;m good now. But just felt like ranting.</description>
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  <lj:music>Miyavi - &quot;POP is dead&quot;</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 12 Aug 2005 14:08:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Just got here</title>
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  <description>Yay, my first post. There&apos;s not too much to say, I just got here, and I don&apos;t know too much about the functions and stuff. Uh... Yeah. *waves bye bye*</description>
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  <lj:music>Miyavi - &quot;Yatoware no mi no blues&quot;</lj:music>
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