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  <title>the hell with you and all your friends</title>
  <subtitle>fuck oj</subtitle>
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    <name>brandnewrock69</name>
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  <updated>2005-06-28T03:20:48Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:12845</id>
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    <title>lets all be cool like ethan and fill this out</title>
    <published>2005-06-28T03:20:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-28T03:20:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">[_] go out with me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] give me your number? (_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _)&lt;br /&gt;[_] kiss me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] let me kiss you?&lt;br /&gt;[_] watch a movie with me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] take me out to dinner?&lt;br /&gt;[_] let me drive you somewhere&lt;br /&gt;[_] be my bf/gf?&lt;br /&gt;[_] have a fling with me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] let me buy you a drink?&lt;br /&gt;[_] buy me a drink?&lt;br /&gt;[_] Sing car karaoke w/ me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] re-post this for me to answer your questions?&lt;br /&gt;[_] give me a piggyback ride?&lt;br /&gt;[_] Come pick me up at 3 am because my car ran out of gas in the middle of nowhere&lt;br /&gt;[_] lick my cheek?&lt;br /&gt;[_] dance with me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] let me make you breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;[_] help me with homework?&lt;br /&gt;[_] tickle me to death?&lt;br /&gt;[_] let me tickle you?&lt;br /&gt;[_] stick up for me if i was being put down?&lt;br /&gt;[_] play strip poker with me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] say yes if i asked you out?&lt;br /&gt;[_] get wasted with me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] instant message me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] greet me in public?&lt;br /&gt;[_] hang out with me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] bring me around your friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D0 Y0U...&lt;br /&gt;[_] think im cute?&lt;br /&gt;[_] think im hot?&lt;br /&gt;[_] want to kiss me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] want to cuddle wit me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] want to hook up with me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] want to have sex with me?&lt;br /&gt;ARE WE...&lt;br /&gt;[_] aquintences?&lt;br /&gt;[_] friends?&lt;br /&gt;[_] in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;[_] gonna have kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM i...&lt;br /&gt;[_] smart?&lt;br /&gt;[_] cute?&lt;br /&gt;[_] funny?&lt;br /&gt;[_] cool?&lt;br /&gt;[_] loveable?&lt;br /&gt;[_] adorable?&lt;br /&gt;[_] compassionate?&lt;br /&gt;[_] annoying?&lt;br /&gt;[_] great to be with?&lt;br /&gt;[_] attractive?&lt;br /&gt;[_] mean?&lt;br /&gt;[_] odd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE Y0U EVER...&lt;br /&gt;[_] thought about me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] thought there might be an "us"?&lt;br /&gt;[_] thought about hookin up with me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] found yourself wanting a kiss from me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] wished i were there?&lt;br /&gt;[_] had a crush on me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] idolized me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] wanted my number?&lt;br /&gt;[_] had a dream about me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] been distracted by me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] wanted to have sex with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE Y0U...&lt;br /&gt;[_] done with this survey?&lt;br /&gt;[_] happy you know me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] mad at me?&lt;br /&gt;[_] thinkin bout me?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:12567</id>
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    <title>Attention Attention can i have all of your eyes and ears tot he front of the room</title>
    <published>2005-06-20T01:19:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-20T01:19:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the academy is- attention attention</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;hmm not much is happening...im pretty bored...im just talkin to alanna and writing a song which might actually turn into a pretty sweet one its about nothing inparticular which i guess makes it even sweeter. today is father day its been pretty good so far i went to church where i put on my sun glasses and slept, then i avoided my dad all day which was cool i guess then i sat on my ass and started writing this song that im currently writing...im not really in a livejournal mood right now so i think imma go and like watch the game or call someone&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;love- ethan andrew pollard&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;p.s. i get to see alanna this tuesday...fuck yea!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>its been a long time since i seem to have seen your face</title>
    <published>2005-05-14T17:23:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-14T17:23:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>some 80s funk</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;well its been a while sicne ive updated this thing so i thought id do it today...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;not much has been going on thats different my dads still a fucked up alchi, my sister still is a spoiled brat, my bro is still cool, and me i same as always...but one thing that did happen was that i met caitlyn anne white whom i love with all of my heart. Im goin to see her at the fair in like a few hours which i think is amazingly awesome because i havent seen her in a week and i already miss her to death. well lets see not much else is new ive been writing some more songs like always but a lil less lately. i ran for my class prez and won, and EVERYONE WHO GOES TO COUSINO COME THE THE 8TH GRADE MIXER ON MAY 20 BECAUSE I AM THROWING IT!!! ne ways not much is happening so imma be off&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i love caitlyn anne white with all my heart!!!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:12167</id>
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    <title>here to everyone who wanted a lil more of the story...</title>
    <published>2005-03-28T03:04:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-28T03:04:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the used- all that i've got</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Angel" he&amp;nbsp;whispered to himself in the background of a dark and gloomy cemetary late on a saturday night. There were tears streaming down the boys face and blood was running down his hand from the thorns&amp;nbsp;of the rose he gripped. Even as the night got darker he sat contemplating the events that brought her to rest in her grave. Still even now one month after the series of tragic events that took place swinging this whole story into action seem like a blur to him. The reality he faced was that his nightmare is reality and he still hopes in his heart that someday he might still wake up from this hell he calls life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Chapter 1&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;The Start of it All&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Its still hard to decipher the truth from myths that took place that day because no one knows the real story. Half of it was made up by some High school kids. Anyways as the story goes&amp;nbsp;there was this kid named Jesse, now this was basically every girl's&amp;nbsp;dream guy. Athletic, tall, smart, and loving&amp;nbsp;are jus some of the amazing qualities that he had. He was well liked around school, you know the guy everyone wanted to be friends with,&amp;nbsp;but even though he had plenty of friends he was still dying inside. Jesse came from a broken down family, his mom died when he was seven, his dad&amp;nbsp;remarried seven times since then and developed a severe drinking problem. He never quite forgave his dad for remarrying so fast after his mom died, and i guess that accounts for his strong&amp;nbsp;hate for him now, but i should get on with the story. It was any other school day he was depressed but put on a face to make everyone smile. He was in Chemistry when it happened, her name was Angel, she had black hair, blue eyes, and a smile that could lift him up or destroy him depending on how she used it. The teacher told her to sit in the empty seat next to Jesse. As she neared him his heart raced faster and faster. She laid eyes on him and you could tell that there was love at first site.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "hey im Angel, and&amp;nbsp;im new if you were wondering" she said as she sat down.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "hi" he said back not knowing what to do he was so nervous.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "well are you gonna tell me your name or just stare at the floor?"&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "oh sorry, my names Jesse." he was doing his best to try to kill the awkward silence that followed because neither of them knew what to say. "Angel...i have to tell you i love that name."&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "ehh i guess its okay no ones ever told me they really liked it before." she said with a despondent laugh.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "well...i think it fits you perfectly."&amp;nbsp;Jesse said while fiddling&amp;nbsp;with a pen in his hands.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "how so?" she asked.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "its just your the most beautiful girl i've ever seen and i just think a beautiful name goes with a beautiful girl." &lt;em&gt;SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT &lt;/em&gt;those were the words goin through his mind right then &lt;em&gt;you fucking idiot now she’s gonna think your some kind of creep telling her you thinks shes beautiful only after meeting her five minutes ago! good going&amp;nbsp;dumbass!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/i&gt;"Thank you!" she said&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "you dont think that was creepy at all do you?"&amp;nbsp; he asked with a hint of surprise in his voice.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Not at all, im just so happy&amp;nbsp;you think im beautiful because....i...i...oh never mind..." she said with&amp;nbsp;the lack of courage she wished she had to ask him.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "what is it, you can tell me." he said&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "well its just that im supposed to go to this&amp;nbsp;concert tonight and i have a extra ticket but i don’t know anyone here yet, and id be a waste&amp;nbsp;of a perfectly good ticket if i&amp;nbsp;just threw it out and well..." she kept going on wishing she had enough courage to just flat out ask him .&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "id love to" he said while she was still thinking of what to say in her head. She stopped looked at him and smiled at him, this moment would stay with him forever because its the moment when he found true love of which he never expected to find so close to home. "so what time is it?"&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"its at&amp;nbsp;seven at the shelter, I'll meet you at the door alright?" she said this with the most happy tone she could possibly produce.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "i cant wait till then" he said and he truly meant it.. The bell started to ring…&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“I guess I’ll see you later tonight?” she said with a whimsical smile on her face.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” He said with a smile as he walked away.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;Chapter 2&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;The So Almost Perfect Night&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was almost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:time hour="18" minute="0"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;six o’clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt; and Jesse was running late, he opened his closet and he realized all his clothes were dirty except his old Bright Eyes shirt so he donned it, put on some axe, grabbed his keys, and ran out the door. Jesse had just bought a 1967 GTO from his neighbor who gave it to him for a relatively cheap price seeing as the car was in mint condition. He opened the door, started the car, and was on his way to what seemed like the best night in his life. He decided to listen to some Brand New on the way over he finally decided on the song Seventy Times Seven to listen to. It was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time hour="18" minute="50"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;six fifty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;, he had ten minutes to spare which was a good thing to him. He turned round the corner and saw her standing there he smiled. Jesse came up to an intersection, the light was green so he went, but the drunk driver going the other way didn’t notice that his light was red. Jesse’s whole world went black and he said he didn’t remember much of what happened or how loud he was screaming as the car door went into his arm and leg.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He slipped into a coma for 48 hours. When he woke up the doctors would tell him that a drunk driver who had lost his job earlier in the day after working for thirty years went to the pub. There he had a few too many shots and then took off in his car, and by the time he was at the intersection he was going a good 85 mph. Jesse didn’t care about these facts he was just happy he somehow survived with only a broken arm, fractured leg, and some internal bleeding.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;A few days after the accident when a nurse came in to check in on him he got curious and asked. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Excuse me nurse? Has there been anyone in my room beside my parents while I was in a coma or whatever it was?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Umm…I believe there was a pretty brunette girl, she stayed by your side until you started to wake up”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Jesse only asked this because he remembered that he heard a voice while he was in his coma. He followed this voice and when he found it he woke up. It was the most lovingly heartwarming voice he had ever heard and he just wanted to be near it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A week passed and the doctors said he was finally allowed to have visitors again. It was early on a Saturday and he woke up to the sounds of a beautiful voice singing. When he first heard it he thought he drifted off to heaven in his sleep but when he opened his eyes he soon saw that although hearing this voice was as close to heaven as he would get it was good enough for him. While he was thinking this she turned around and noticed he was awake.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Hey there.” she said. Jesse looked at her and tried his best to smile which was hard to do with all the pain killers he was on.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“hey.” He tried saying more then that but that’s all he could manage.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Jesse…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“yea…” he said&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“I want to say im sorry for causing all of this, and that if I knew this would happen I would of never invited you.” As she said this she started to cry.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Jesse looked at her and said. “Baby, its not your fault.” She looked at him with he tears dripping down her face.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“yes it is im the reason you got in the car and were on the road…and...” she told him as she looked like she wanted to die.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“it was my decision to drive, and you had no more control then I did over the man who hit me. Its not your fault so dry your tears.” When he said this she smile which she didn’t believe she would ever do at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ...***...thats all i have so far. lemme know your critics and or compliments...***...&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;P.S. STATE WON BITCHES!&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:11777</id>
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    <title>im far from lonely and its all that ive got...</title>
    <published>2005-03-27T05:30:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-27T05:30:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sounds like life - your call</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;so heres another entry in the epic tale of Ethan Andrew Pollard and his voyage along the journey of life.....&lt;br&gt;..................................................................^that could be the title of a porno or a well written softcore porn or even a good movie...&lt;br&gt;.......................................................................................................................................................................^imma stick with one fo the 2 porns though....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;lets see nothin really has happened im just sittin here listen to arliss on easter eve alone cold and depressed...JUST LIKE MY BIRTHDAY EVERY YEAR!!!...ne ways im finding some comfort in the sounds of arliss its keeps my mind off off my family and what not only a few things are goin good right now im in love with a wonderful girl named sierra and cant wait to see her when she gets back from europe....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;new song...broken wings by bleed the dream...this song makes me feel better cuz its sweet i recommend checking them out on purevolume at &lt;a href="http://www.purevolume.com/bleedthedream"&gt;www.purevolume.com/bleedthedream&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;while your at it listen to &lt;a href="http://www.purevolume.com/soundslikelife"&gt;www.purevolume.com/soundslikelife&lt;/a&gt; they are by far the best acoustic band ive ever heard....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;im bored so imma attempt to write a story...here goes nothing...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Angel" he&amp;nbsp;whispered to himself in the background of a dark and gloomy cemetary late on a saturday night. There were tears streaming down the boys face and blood was running down his hand from the thorns&amp;nbsp;of the rose he gripped. Even as the night got darker he sat contemplating the events that brought her to rest in her grave. Still even now one month after the series of tragic events that took place swinging this whole story into action seem like a blur to him. The reality he faced was that his nightmare is reality and he still hopes in his heart that someday he might still wake up from this hell he calls life.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Chaper 1&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;One Year Earlier&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Its still hard to decipher the truth from myths that took place that day because no one knows the real story. Half of it was made up by some Highschool kids. Anyways as the story goes&amp;nbsp;there was this kid named Jesse, now this was basically every girl's&amp;nbsp;dream guy. Athletic, tall,smart, and loving&amp;nbsp;are jus some of the amazing qualities that he had. He was well liked around school, you know the guy everyone wanted to be friends with,&amp;nbsp;but even though he had plenty of friends he was still dying inside. Jesse came from a broken down family, his mom died when he was seven, his dad&amp;nbsp;remaried seven times since then and developed a severe drinking problem. He never quite forgave his dad for remarrying so fast after his mom died, and i guess that accounts for his strong&amp;nbsp;hate for him now, but i should get on with the story. It was any other school day he was depressed but put on a face to make everyone smile. He was in Chemisrty when it happened, her name was Angel, she had black hair, blue eyes, and a smile that could lift him up or destroy him depending on how she used it. The teacher told her to sit in the empty seat next to Jesse. As she neared him his heart raced faster and faster. She laid eyes on him and you could tell that there was love at first site.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "hey im Angel, and&amp;nbsp;im new if you were wondering" she said as she sat down.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "hi" he said back not knowing what to do he was so nervous.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "well are you gonna tell me your name or just stare at the floor?"&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "oh sorry, my names Jesse." he was doing his best to try to kill the awkward silence that followed because neither of them knowed what to say. "Angel...i have to tell you i love that name."&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "ehh i guess its okay no ones ever told me they really liked it before." she said with a despondent laugh.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "well...i think it fits you perfectly."&amp;nbsp;Jesse said while fiddling&amp;nbsp;with a pen in his hands.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "how so?" she asked.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "its just your the most beautiful girl i've ever seen and i just think a beautiful name goes with a beautiful girl." &lt;em&gt;SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT &lt;/em&gt;those were the words goin through his mind right then &lt;em&gt;you fuckign idiot now shes gonna think your some kind of creep telling her you thinks shes beautiful only after meeting her five minutes ago! good going&amp;nbsp;dumbass!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;"Thank you!" she said&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "you dont think that was creepy at all do you?"&amp;nbsp; he asked with a hint of suprise in his voice.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Not at all, im just so happy&amp;nbsp;you think im beautiful because....i...i...oh nevermind..." she said with&amp;nbsp;the lack of courage she wished she had to ask him.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "what is it, you can tell me." he said&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "well its just that im susposed to go to this&amp;nbsp;concert tonight and i have a extra ticket but i dont know anyone here yet, and id be a waste&amp;nbsp;of a perfectly good ticket if i&amp;nbsp;just threw it out and well..." she kept goin on wishing she had eought courage to just flat out ask him .&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "id love to" he said while she was still thinking of what to say in her head. She stopped looked at him and smiled at him, this moment would stay with him forever because its the moment when he found true love of which he never expected to find so close to home. "so what time is it?"&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"its at&amp;nbsp;seven at the shelter, I'll meet you at the door alright?" she said this with the most happy tone she could possibly produce.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "i cant wait till then" he said and he truly meant it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;.......TELL ME IF YOU LIKED IT AND I'll WRITE SOME MORE FOR MY NEXT UPDATE.......&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:11686</id>
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    <title>brandnewrock69 @ 2005-03-18T16:58:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-19T22:09:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-19T22:09:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;phstcic spies from china try to seal your minds elation, and little girls from sweden dream of silver screen quoation, and if you want these kind of dreams its californication...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;whats up peoples i have updated this in a whilelets see i've been writing songs i'll give ya'll a little excerpt from one or 2 of em&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I cant recall summer anymore&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Winter has come and taken it over&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I still remember fall&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Its when I fell&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;From your heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;So hard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I can still hear&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;My heat shattering&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;So please spare me your empathy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Its no good here&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;(Its no good here)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Its too late for apologies&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;We cant go back to &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;the way we were before this&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;(the way we were before this)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;oh no&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;the sun is shining &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;yet there is no where to go&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;all I see is grey&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;every single day&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;of my life &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;that I spend without you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;okay thats part of one of em i dont feel like puttint he other one so i shall talk about me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;right now im chattin witht he all wonderful sara while playing guitar and wearing a tie which i beleive makes me look sexy but im out bitches...REPRESNTIN THE WEST SIDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!NEGRO FOR LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:11335</id>
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    <title>even hitler had a girlfriend who he could always call...</title>
    <published>2005-03-01T00:26:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-01T00:26:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>even hitler had a girlfriend - fly by night</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="1"&gt;lets see lastweekend my bro came home and i saw him for the first time in a while and i jus hung out with adam and saw alanna on sat....i woulda rather of saw sierra though....but ne ways today was okay till track tryouts im so sore its crazy...but im jus&amp;nbsp;sitting playing my guitar bored as hell....i guess i will see all of you cats later&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:11117</id>
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    <title>been a while</title>
    <published>2005-02-21T23:48:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-21T23:48:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>anything jewish</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="1"&gt;umm lets see its been a while since i've updated this beotch umm i've been writing songs&amp;nbsp;as always ive decided to start up a band i have my guitarists, drummer, but i still need a bassist and possibly a pianist jus so i can make fun of him...contact me if your one of those 2...not 2 much else happened to im out bye&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:10796</id>
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    <title>new song</title>
    <published>2005-01-24T00:44:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-24T00:44:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sweet home alabam- the counting crows &amp; dave matthews band</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;another song i wrote...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;workin on the title still but here it is...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Sing me a song Mr.Songsinger&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Make me forget my troubles and&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Get lost in the notes and melodies&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I’m ready to let loose &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I’ve been so stressed lately&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;The sound of the piano &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;As you press on its keys&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I swear that it takes me and&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Lifts up my spirit&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;So sing me a song &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;That I’ve been singing all along&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;With the notes and melodies derived from my heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;It’ll have no discernable beat &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Except to those who’ve been singing it from the start&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And I swear that lovers should be torn apart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Sing me a song miss heartbreaker&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;make me forget the knife in my chest and&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;get lost in the beat of you stomping your feet&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;on the broken shards one my once whole heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I’ve been so depressed &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I’m liven less and less&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;As I hear you strum &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;On your guitar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I swear it takes me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And crashes me alone on the rocks of&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;The reef naked and torn struggling to breathe&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;So sing me a song &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;That I’ve been singing all along&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;With the notes and melodies derived from my heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;It’ll have no discernable beat &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Except to those who’ve been singing it from the start&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And I swear that lovers should be torn apart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;sing me a song&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Any will do &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;At this point I don’t care&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;As long as I can get lost in its beat&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I know there’s no sense in tryin anymore&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;so I sit listening to the beat I once knew&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;of a heart full of love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;so sing me a song&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;that I can follow along to&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;in the silence of my heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:10661</id>
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    <title>new song</title>
    <published>2005-01-23T01:49:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-23T01:49:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>haligh, haligh, a lie, haligh by bright eyes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;heres a new song i wrote recently im finsihin up the guitar part right now so yea here it is...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;the poetic retelling of a misunderstood relationship&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I try to understand what goes on in you head&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Its like staring at yourself in a mirror&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Wondering what goes on just below the surface&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Of it all&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Now that you’re here I wonder if &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;you have some kind of hidden intention &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;in which your master plan &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;is to break my heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;after it all disappears&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I’ll forget my fears&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;They never did me any good&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I know that you didn’t want&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;To be thought of as an afterthought&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Of one big great disaster&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Of a perfect relationship&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;While you sleep I ask you the questions &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;of which carry the most meaning &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;that could mean the difference between &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;life and death &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;you’ve yet to answer back to these and &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I’m just to afraid that you’ll wake up &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;and answer them how I want to hear &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;and in my dreams I hear you sing &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;and I swear its like a symphony of &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;angels constantly calling my name &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;and in the dream it is you who sings&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;to me with all of your heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;you say that you love me so&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;and that you’ll never let me go&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;even in this dream I know&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;that’ll wake up and all&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;of this will be over&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;but hey tomorrows another day&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;it’s the pain that love brings that tears&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;us into pieces &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;in the end of it all&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;baby&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;if I said I love you I would be lying &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;so lets not say it and just &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;pretend were both okay cuz&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;that’s the way these relationships &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;all seem to go&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;in my life&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;for me theres no happy ending &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;only the sight of the bottom &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;of the bottle from the top&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;this is how its going to be&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;until I figure out how to change &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;the ways I look at &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;life &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;and you&lt;/font&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:10307</id>
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    <title>Dream on...</title>
    <published>2004-12-22T05:13:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-22T05:13:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>random shit by various artists</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;lets see im working on some new songs umm ive been sittin round watching napoleon dynamite and hangin out not much else im lsitin to random songs right now so imma go watch american pie 2 or smthin peace out hommies&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:10142</id>
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    <title>where did the children go?</title>
    <published>2004-12-08T21:18:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-08T21:18:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>And Then I Turned Seven - Goodbye (im sorry)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; have you ever seen those medicine commercials for like laxative or preporation h i was wondering where the hell all the children are while this is happening i mean kids gotta shuit sometimes 2 but no they never show that. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; now for my life's grim events lets see i made a 8 min lng song but cant put it onto purevlume cuz my comps fuckign gay and its 2 big a file. so i gotta write a nother damn song which is goin good i guess. umm all my teachers either love or hate me or ignore me well i dont have much goin on. i got 2 new friends lol score! lets see fri is adam's b day partay which is sweet cuz im bringing my guitar and its always fun well till 2morro or so i love marianne and "the brittney" is cool see brittney i spelt it right arent i cool&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;-ethan-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:9969</id>
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    <title>Last Chance For Romance</title>
    <published>2004-12-05T23:37:51Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-05T23:37:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>brand new - jude law and a semester abroad</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;whats up my mother fuckers! its been like a year since ive updated so i thought id tell all you bout the wonderful thigns going on in my life...lets see im not doing ne sports right now i have a wonderful girlfriend named marianneim gettin guitar lessons me and my good firned adam decided were gonna make a band called Last Chance For Romance because were cool liek that its gonna be a double acoustic group and were gonna kick ass umm im working on writing some new songs right now ive met a new friend named brittany who lives in colorado and she kciks all ass cuz she like the brand new! umm well im off to make up a song or lyrics whatever&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;till next time probably tomorrow keep on trucking...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;-ethan-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:9621</id>
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    <title>Show us who you are...EMO...till the end...</title>
    <published>2004-08-22T01:25:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-22T01:25:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sugarcult- Back to California</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;umm been a while but 2 day we had a soccer tourney and well we won our first game 2 - 0 then lost our second game 8 - 0 i went in goal in the last 10 min and let in 2 we pulled our goalie then the 3rd game i was on fire i elt in 3 goals but there was no way in hell i coulda saved em each time i was blinded from the ball aint that bouta bitch...ne way i got home tired then rented soem movies and stuff dropepd off a cam to get developed then picked up pizza then uhh tlked to natalie on the phone cuz shes cool like that and well i dunno im tired from this whole day soccer non stop 8 am till round 5 30 so...i also got a bean bag chair in my room...ive always wanted to make out in one of those ne one wanna any takers?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;natalie is a hottie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;trisha is majorly awesome&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;alicia is the greatest and apparently has a pimp whose a dog whihc kinda scared me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;umm chris likes to golf...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;elton john is gay...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;umm BRAND NEW ROXS MY SOCKS!....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;i am no goalie whooop but im playin mid when i wanna or get bored!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:9232</id>
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    <title>don't make this harder than it is already it was my mistake you know im sorry...</title>
    <published>2004-08-08T23:42:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-08T23:42:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jason Mraz- You and I Both</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me &lt;br&gt;Oh things are gonna happen naturally &lt;br&gt;Oh taking your advice and I'm looking on the bright side &lt;br&gt;And balancing the whole thing &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh but in often times those words, they get tangled up in lines &lt;br&gt;And the bright light turns to night &lt;br&gt;Oh until the dawn it brings &lt;br&gt;Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cuz you and I both loved what you and I spoke of &lt;br&gt;And others just read of &lt;br&gt;Others only read of the love &lt;br&gt;Oh the love that I loved &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;See I'm all about them words &lt;br&gt;Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words &lt;br&gt;Hundreds of pages, pages, pages for words &lt;br&gt;More words than I had ever heard and I feel so alive &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cuz you and I both loved what you and I spoke of &lt;br&gt;And others just read of and if you could see me now, oh love love &lt;br&gt;You and I, you and I &lt;br&gt;Not so little you and I anymore &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And with this silence brings a moral story &lt;br&gt;More importantly evolving is the glory of a boy &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cuz you and I both loved what you and I spoke of &lt;br&gt;And others just read of and if you could see me now &lt;br&gt;Well then I'm almost finally out of &lt;br&gt;I'm finally out of &lt;br&gt;I'm finally di-li-di-li-di-di &lt;br&gt;Well I'm almost finally finally &lt;br&gt;Well I am free, oh I'm free &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And it's okay if you had to go away &lt;br&gt;Oh just remember the telephones, well they work in both ways &lt;br&gt;But if I never ever hear them ring &lt;br&gt;If nothing else I'll think the bells inside have finally found you someone else &lt;br&gt;And that's okay &lt;br&gt;Cuz I'll remember everything you sang &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cuz you and I both loved what you and I spoke of &lt;br&gt;And others just read of and if you could see me now &lt;br&gt;Well then I'm almost finally out of &lt;br&gt;I'm finally out of &lt;br&gt;I'm finally di-li-li-di-di-di &lt;br&gt;Well I'm almost finally finally, well out of words&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;umm lets see this song relates to me sadly plus i love it...ne ways im wishin im seriously livin somewhere else right now cuz life sucks but i guess someone out there jus gets off on makin my life a living hell or smthing... but hey i dont care cuz soccers startin 2 morro and imma be 2 tired to deal with all this so yay for that lets see i havent really seen ne of my close friend who i hang with cept chris for bout&amp;nbsp;a week and when some asked i was either 2 tired 2 hurt or jus plain ol couldnt go i also figured out that i dont have a dad ne more i will no longer call him dad cuz i hate him i will call him tom or thomas cuz hes a prick and a alcholoic and seriously if i didnt have my guitar i prob would be a whole lot shittier that n my music and i hate to say it but im so lookin forward to skool and im takin reffing classes so imma make a good amount of mula this season which rocksother then that im not doing anything hit up my number for all you pple out there who wanna talk cuz i'll be home sittin round or smthing &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;-ethan-....#$%&amp;amp; it...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:9000</id>
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    <title>dont make this harder then it is already it was my msitake and im sorry</title>
    <published>2004-08-07T02:10:56Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-07T02:10:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>even hitler had a girlfriend- i dunno the band</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;wow long tiem since i updated and a lot of shit happened...but imam skip all that and jsu put the bare essentials alanna got back adam came over i went over adams as well adam n me hung with chris&amp;nbsp; mike josie n derek all night then block sale then stuff then soccer for me which was fun and easy&amp;nbsp;but now im sittin here singin to some songs and well thats bout it till next time &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;im out&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;-ethan-that...you all know&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>ugh...</title>
    <published>2004-07-29T04:57:39Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-29T04:57:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Cauterize- Killing Me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;i wish i can go and live in cali and escape all the shit in my life that i dont like cuz seriously i dont fucking know wut the hells goin on and i dont like it cuz its like shit storm after shit storm and im about to go over the edge...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;fuck this shit...i dont even care&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:8569</id>
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    <title>If You Like Us Calling All Riders Roll Out Beside Us No Place To Hide Us</title>
    <published>2004-07-27T22:16:24Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-27T22:16:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Thousand Foot Krutch- Phenomenon</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;ummm i havent updted in a while..so here goes my day i woke up at like 9 and started to wash mty walls so i can paint it and well that took a while then i got dressed and then me and my mother went to home depot and the bank im now 81 dollas richer CONVERSE TIME! anywho i got a sweet ass fan for my room and i also got like a sweet dark blue paint then when we were gettin the paint mixed a girl who worked there( she was cool) was like "i like you hair its awesome" i was like really&amp;nbsp;shes like "yea can i ytouch it" so i let her then my paint was done so i hadda go then we got home and i got ready for soccer and left then found out we didnt have practice good thign i wasnt the only one who didnt know now im here talkin to natalie i havent see her in forever i miss her and i also miss alanna cuz im bored without herne ways i gotta go spackle my room or smthin gay bye bye&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;-ethan-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;DOWN! HERE COMES THE SOUND!EVERY BODY POUND YOU FEET TO THIS PHENOMENON!...kick ass song i reccomnend dlin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:8386</id>
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    <title>I've Never Been So Alone And I've Never Been So Alive...This Is A View On A Motorcycle Drive-by</title>
    <published>2004-07-25T05:48:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-25T05:48:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Everclear- Father of Mine</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;lets see lotta shit happened but since i dont want ur pity imma only say the nice stuff(which means im not tlkin bout my dad...soo if i skip like a lot of shit dont worry ur not goin crazy) ok i woke up took a shower then came downstairs and my bro wanted me to teach him how to play the ebst deceptions so i was bout to start when josh and josie came over and i brought em in and shower em the songthen we went up to cromie and talked and stuff for like a hour then i was gonna go to fu's party but by some weird circumstances i couldnt so me my ro n sis went out to eat at champps for my bdaythen we went home and i reminded my mother the movies went back so we went and rented close encounter of the third kind(and for a old movie i thought it was freakishly possible), Fire in the sky( or smthin its bout 4 guys who are abducted i dunno i saw it when i was like 6 its based on real events lol) and then escape from ny(jus cuz well its fun seein kurt russel throw a basket ball like 100ft and swish it) then i get home and played my guitar and watched a movie then went online and well here i am tlkin to my baby alanna in alabama and frannie my lil sis and now mike cuz he imed me well im off&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I GOT A NEW FAVORITE CATCH PHRASE EVERYONE and it is from road trip..."Its boner time!!!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;i love me a certain alanna tenny constance &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;-ethan-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;What else can i say, Everyone is gay...(im not dissin ne one its jus a nirvana song)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:8070</id>
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    <title>And The Night I Wish I Could Flcik That Switch And Change Everything In My Life Just For Her...</title>
    <published>2004-07-22T02:50:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-22T02:50:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>My Morning Radio - If We Should Part</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;lets see...i woke up called adam and then took a shower then called him again and we worked out i was going over his house so i packed up my shizzznit and played some vice city then adam gave me the go ahead and i rode over and when i got there we watched BATTLE ROYALE! adam loved it then alanna called and we both tlked to her for a whilethen we rode bikes then we went to the WCC and swan and we saw a lovely couple of kids our age practically humping by the slide, then under water, then by the side, then by the other side, then out of the water, then back in the water, then back out, back in, then by the slide again and the guy yelled at them, then back out of the water, then they left that was weird then em and adam went and played on the kiddie play scape it was fun! then we went back to his house and watched insomniac then south park which was called the butters show for the episode and we find his dads gay and his mom tries to kill him but he dosent die then oj simpson comes and all this shit its weird but funny...well i gotta get ready for my big day 2morro cuz i get to see awanna!..bye bye&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;P.S. Modest Mouse IS ON CONNAN O'BRIAN 2NIGHT YOU ALL MUST WATCH...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;P.S.S. i love you alanna&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;P.S.S.S. if you put a I inbetween the first S and the P it spells P.I.S.S.S! hehehe im naughty&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;-ethan- the infamous kid aparently or smthin i dunno took me off gaurd umm that kid who worships BRAND NEW!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;P.S.S.S.S JESSE LACEY IS MY GOD AND I LOVE HIM!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:7901</id>
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    <title>The Waters Deep But Boredom Can Kill You So GIVE IT UP NOW! Give It Up...</title>
    <published>2004-07-21T01:07:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-21T01:07:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Home Grown- Not Alone</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;lets see wuts happenin in the world of ethan...not much...umm...i woke up&amp;nbsp; at like 2 and called alanna we tlked and chit chatted then i went downstairs and watched my movieBattle Royale!!!chnese 9th grader killin eachother on a deserted island fun shit and its all in subtitles...gotta love my god father he give me the best birthday presents...then i got ready for soccer then we ran our asses off a mile long indian run in 6 min then 2 sets of stadiums and on the second ones we did half steps which suck then we went back to the field and did a 100 meter race then a 50 meter race then scrimaged for the rest of the time and i wanst really motivated so i didnt try hard...then i come home its like 7 30 then i take a shower and call alicia shes at a softball game and out of all the people i can only hear nicole yellin in the background it was funny then i went downstairs and came here...and now im here...i jus reread everything i wrote and my God i jsu realized my life blows someone shoot me...or blugeon me with a large club like in the cartoons or smthin or even better attach me to a large rocket aimed at the road runner...ok now im gettin carried away...ne ways im pretty bored...oh yes ont he way home from soccer there were these like 14 or 13 yr old gilrs like 10 of em all with high pitch voices screaming at the ice cream man so i yell you damn whores shut the fuck up and im right next to chris's house and his moms outside and she jus looked at me and said...finally someone said smthin...shes cool...well right now im makin a best&amp;nbsp;of brand new (my walking Gods) so im out...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;hmm if&amp;nbsp;u love&amp;nbsp;me leave a comment...itll make me happpy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;-ethan-that kid in the background who you never seem to notice until its 2 late cuz im gone...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:7496</id>
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    <title>the life of ethan pollard...this is not a mive this is a shitty tale that gets worse and worse...</title>
    <published>2004-07-18T04:52:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-18T04:52:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Brand New- The Shower Scene</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;lets see quick run tru of my dad 2 pm wake up 2:10pm dressed and in the car 2:30pm at the rock store and buy shitloads of rock for back yard 3pm back home and unload rocks 5pm guitar center and buy a brand new olympia 6pm get home n i screw round with the tuning and break a string well my mom will be pissed so i took a electric guitar string and replaced it till i can but a new string its jus fro looks 8pm-10pm forgot wut the hell i did but it was boring or sad mabe both...now im here and thats my day sad aint it...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;ok now time for my deciphering of the song Jude Law and a Semester Abroad by Brand New&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Whatever poisons in this bottle &amp;lt;&amp;lt;hes referring to beer duhhh&lt;br&gt;will leave me broken sore and stiff &amp;lt;&amp;lt;hes hurtin from the pain of being dumped so he wants to get wasted&lt;br&gt;When it's the genie at the bottom who I'm sucking at, &amp;lt;&amp;lt;referring to gettin wasted&lt;br&gt;he owes me one last wish &amp;lt;&amp;lt;hes sayin that he wants one thing but no ones there to grant it&lt;br&gt;So here's a present to let you know I still exist &amp;lt;&amp;lt;dunno wtf that means mabe hes gonna take a shit put it in a bag and light it on fire and put it on her doorstep or write a letter i dunno&lt;br&gt;I hope the next boy that you kiss has something terribly contagious on his lips &amp;lt;&amp;lt;hes sayin she left him for someone else and he wishes she dies&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I got a plan (I got a plan) &amp;lt;&amp;lt;HOLY SHIT HES GOT A PLAN if you didnt get that ur stupid&lt;br&gt;To drink for forty days and forty nights &amp;lt;&amp;lt;the plan is to drink till he forgets bout her and everything&lt;br&gt;A sip for every second-hand tick &amp;lt;&amp;lt;referrin to how much hes gonna drink&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;And every time you fed the line, &amp;lt;&amp;lt;yet again beer reference&lt;br&gt;“you mean so much to me” &amp;lt;&amp;lt;hes tellin her that he love her and that hes hurt&lt;br&gt;I'm without you &amp;lt;&amp;lt;hes sayin he can live without her&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tell all the English boys you meet &amp;lt;&amp;lt;hes asking her to tell all of them about him&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;about the American boy back in the states &amp;lt;&amp;lt;thats him tlkin bout himself again&lt;br&gt;The American boy you used to date &amp;lt;&amp;lt;that says that they kinda broke up&lt;br&gt;who would do anything you say &amp;lt;&amp;lt;hes sayin how much he loves her&lt;br&gt;Tell all the English boys you meet &amp;lt;&amp;lt;hes yet again asking her to tell all the english boys she meets bout him&lt;br&gt;about the American boy back in the states &amp;lt;&amp;lt;he wants her to tell them bout him&lt;br&gt;The American boy you used to date &amp;lt;&amp;lt;tlkin bout himself&lt;br&gt;who would do anything you say &amp;lt;&amp;lt;sayin how much he lvoed her&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And even if her plane crashes tonight&lt;br&gt;she'll find some way to disappoint me, &amp;lt;&amp;lt;hes tellin of how far her reach and power over him has gone&lt;br&gt;by not burning in the wreckage, &lt;br&gt;or drowning at the bottom of the sea &amp;lt;&amp;lt;he wishies it was by ehr dying but its by her surviving&lt;br&gt;Jess, I still taste you, and thus reserve my right to hate you &amp;lt;&amp;lt;thats her telling jesse my god that she hates him&lt;br&gt;And all this empty space that you create &lt;br&gt;does nothing for my flawless sense of style&amp;lt;&amp;lt; there shes bein a concieted bitch of a whore&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;It's 8:45(it's 8:45), the weather is getting better by the hour(rains all the time) &amp;lt;&amp;lt;sayin hes feelin better&lt;br&gt;I hope it rains there all the time &amp;lt;&amp;lt; he wants her to feel liek shit&lt;br&gt;And if you ever said you miss me then don't say you never lied &amp;lt;&amp;lt;hes sayin how he knows shes lyin when she calls and says she love him and misses him becuz he knows wuts goin on&lt;br&gt;I'm without you &amp;lt;&amp;lt;he needs her yet hates her&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tell all the English boys you meet &lt;br&gt;about the American boy back in the states &lt;br&gt;The American boy you used to date &lt;br&gt;who would do anything you say &lt;br&gt;Tell all the English boys you meet &lt;br&gt;about the American boy back in the states &lt;br&gt;The American boy you used to date &lt;br&gt;who would do anything you say, &lt;br&gt;who would do anything you say &amp;lt;&amp;lt;for all of that look at the first chorus&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it(15x) &amp;lt;&amp;lt;hes sayin no matter how hard she tries she wont ever get his love back&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;O.k no more songs about you. After this one I am done. You're gone.[repeat untill end] &amp;lt;&amp;lt;sayin hes gotta stop thinkin bout her&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tell all the English boys you meet &lt;br&gt;about the American boy back in the states &lt;br&gt;The American boy you used to date &lt;br&gt;who would do anything you say &lt;br&gt;Tell all the English boys you meet &lt;br&gt;about the American boy back in the states &lt;br&gt;The American boy you used to date &lt;br&gt;who would do anything you say&amp;lt;&amp;lt;see first chorus&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;next time imma interpertet either play crack the sky, seventy times seven, the quiet thing that no one ever knows, sudden death in california, or even soco amaretto lime you kno wut its gonna be soco amaretto lime...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;till next time&amp;nbsp; -ethan-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;i know how it ends, KILL ME QUICK!..by the way im feelin shitty but thats nothin new&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:7175</id>
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    <title>updatin cuz ALANNA TOLD ME 2!</title>
    <published>2004-07-16T03:28:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-16T03:28:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>foreverDOWN- Rap Meledy(feat Officer Murphy and Sosaroids)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;lets see im sittin here listin to green day and updatin my lj....lets see imma start with wed i woke up and went to adams on my bike then we picked up alanna but ashley was late so after she got there we all piled into the car then we went to lakeside where i happened to feel bored at times it was weird then i came home i got a belt and a sweet bracelet! then i was off again over to alicia's where we waitin for katrina al and then for nicole and jessi to come oh and by the way alicia's cat is frickin awesome it you touch it it will freak out and get pissed off and hiss and then attack your finger it hissed at me and me being me i hissed back...it shut up right after i think i got to it...ne way then we went to the youth group where i never stopped tlking&amp;nbsp;alicia got annoyed and kept tellin me to shut up which i didnt then after it was over&amp;nbsp; we went to wendys but then decided we wanted to go to the dollar store where me katrina and alicia randomnly attacked eachother with utensils such as plungers and spoons it was a ball then we went to wendys where i got food and then some pple brilliantly decided to eat hot hot hot peppers dumb pple it made me laugh&amp;nbsp;then jessi went lookin for al cuz he couldnt stand the heat! lol he dosent tlk much it freaked me out...then we all got into alicia's moms car and nicole dosent seem to like me she dosent understand i joke round A LOT thn we dropped everyone off and i was home then i went online and me n nicole became somewhat friends again i think ne ways then i woke up this morning with a call from some dave guy from COUSINO SOCCER SAYIN PRACTICE IS 2MORRO AT 5:30 HELL YEA! so then i called my mom and was like hmm we needa get me some soccer stuff and well when she came home my fucking drunka ss dad fell in the pond and couldnt get out so&amp;nbsp; me n my mom walked out and i jus looked at him for like 10 min debating wether r not to elave him therethen i helped then he talked bout leaving us to move to seattle to be honest i wish his ass was gone i want him to die well then me n my mom went to sports authority and got me soccer cleats which feel awesome and kick ass then i got shinpads and socks and shorts then i left and listined to rap meledy in my car&amp;nbsp;i lvoe that song then i wanted to rent a movie so i was like mom were rentin a movie she was like okay! then i rented scarface and duplexthen iwent outside and played with my soccer ball did some rainbows that kinda stuff then i called alanna cuz i was bored then im here online cuz well she told me 2 so well umm till next time...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;-ethan-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;would you give up your body and bed all for an empty hotel?would you waste words on lower cases and capitals?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brandnewrock69:7028</id>
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    <title>Song...</title>
    <published>2004-07-11T02:58:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-11T02:58:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dashboard Confessional- This is a Forgery</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;nother song lemme kno wut you think...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Broken Hearted Loser&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Time again has come &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;For me to leave this place and start over&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And go to somewhere where no one knows my name&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;The sun will always shine there&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And no one will know of my past pains&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;There I will be happy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;My broken heart will finally start to mend&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;No more tears and sadness&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Only the joy of life again&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I will start to smile&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;After all the nights I drank away my tears&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;A broken hearted loser &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Is all that left of me here&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;But this place reminds me &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Of those times when I used to care&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Here I will start over&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And maybe find a way to love again&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I hear that you were saddened&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;When I left without saying goodbye&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Well isn’t that something&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Because you left me here&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;A broken hearted loser&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Is what you made of me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;You said you want me back&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I’ve started a new life here&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;You had your chance with me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I’ve met someone new&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;She loves me and I love her too&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;My broken heart has finally begun to mend&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And I think I’m ready to love again&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;leave a comment it'll amke me feel special!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>song...</title>
    <published>2004-07-10T21:17:24Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-10T21:17:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mineral- Parking Lot</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;heres a really old song i wrote one of my first good ones and i thoguth id get ur take on it...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Story of My Life&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;This is the saddest song I will ever have to sing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;So many pains so many different things&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;So many nights I’ve lain awake&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Waiting for this darkness to take&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Arguments and fights another wasted night&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;This is the story of my life&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Broken hearts and many drunken fights&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I wish I could awake from this dream&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Its become a nightmare and I want to scream&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Its hard to breathe when your always crying&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;But when I see your face I only want to smile&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;You make living worth all the while&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Sometimes I admit I’ve made a few mistakes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And sometimes when I see you I want to touch your face&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Just to make sure that your real and not fake&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;This is the story of my life&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Many tears and many wasted nights&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I’m tired of running this race&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Its going nowhere and going no place&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;You were my only reason for living&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;But you left me standing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Now I can feel the darkness taking hold of me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I no longer want to scream&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Even though you left me standing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Because I am gone forever&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I’m dead and lost to you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;This is the story of my life&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Darkness takes me this night&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I no longer have to dream&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;The pain has been taken from me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;You turn on your t.v. and what do you see&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;The story of a boy who died and guess who it happens to be&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;The boy you left standing there&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And now I left you crying as you left me there&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;This pain is gone from me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And now I hope you begin to see that…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;This was the story of my life&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;This was the saddest song I ever had to sing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And this is how it ends&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Dying as your friend&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;This is the story of my life&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And now you see how you abused me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And you left me standing…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And now I’m on your t.v.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Dead forever as I will always be…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;leave a comment if u think its sexy good shitty or umm smthin other then wut i jus said...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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