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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 20:04:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i&apos;m a faggot :D</title>
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  <description>:DDDDD.........&lt;br /&gt;loveuloveuloveuloveuloveu~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u better not delete this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;xn</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 20:49:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Seize the Day.</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;There is no pot of gold.&lt;br /&gt;a chase down the rainbow is as worthy as sisyphus&apos; task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to each his own of-course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though my personal interest in the journey,&lt;br /&gt;had lead to constant neglect of results, and rewards.&lt;br /&gt;A waste of unreversible time.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Lets do ~&lt;br /&gt;something &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;something &lt;strong&gt;extraordinary&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;something &lt;strong&gt;exciting&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;something&lt;strong&gt; frightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;something &lt;strong&gt;unforgetable,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something &lt;strong&gt;unregretable&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;something &lt;strong&gt;impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;something &lt;strong&gt;forgivable,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something &lt;strong&gt;inconceivable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stupid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet; as one may not expect, this unforgettable, shall never be regrettable;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seize the Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ffffff&quot;&gt;lets see if my guardian angel can keep up.&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>A7X - Seize the Day.</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 11 Jun 2009 03:24:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It is a good view-point to see the world as a dream.</title>
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  <description>As the legend goes;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;trust&lt;br /&gt;hope&lt;br /&gt;................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and still am betrayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill take care of you,&lt;br /&gt;ill look after you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will&amp;nbsp;forgive you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i will forget you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you have something like a nightmare, you will wake up, and tell yourself it was only a dream.</description>
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  <lj:music>None of this is real.</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2009 05:22:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Would you like to come with me, to my special place?</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Control.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darkness, darkness, total darkness.&lt;br /&gt;Blink.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First sign of Light.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wetness.&lt;br /&gt;Blood?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;I am Sweating.&lt;br /&gt;eye droppes&amp;nbsp;down,&lt;br /&gt;only to catch the needles swerve.&lt;br /&gt;they&amp;nbsp;shout 100 and 5.&lt;br /&gt;Sudden&amp;nbsp;sting in chest.&lt;br /&gt;No air.&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blink.&lt;br /&gt;Where am i?&lt;br /&gt;Blur,&lt;br /&gt;Everything around me is&lt;br /&gt;a combined blur.&lt;br /&gt;No Man&apos;s Land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes no Difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulse.&lt;br /&gt;I feel my heart in my neck.&lt;br /&gt;The speeding beats dance &lt;br /&gt;along with the needles.&lt;br /&gt;Play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink.&lt;br /&gt;Feet Tremble,&lt;br /&gt;Hands holding as hard&lt;br /&gt;as life itself matters.&lt;br /&gt;Shaking as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear fills every cell.&lt;br /&gt;Every muscle is hard.&lt;br /&gt;entire body is wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have i done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally a sign of reality.&lt;br /&gt;Blink.&lt;br /&gt;No, waking up was no&lt;br /&gt;sign of a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wrist will not obey,&lt;br /&gt;All my will is in vain.&lt;br /&gt;I feel the sweat.&lt;br /&gt;dripping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body does not respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think logically,&lt;br /&gt;Do not lose my cool.&lt;br /&gt;another glance down.&lt;br /&gt;Needle.&lt;br /&gt;already&amp;nbsp;screaming 140 and 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no good.&lt;br /&gt;Breaking all the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insane.&lt;br /&gt;Logic does not work anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Lose my temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nervousness slams&lt;br /&gt;the wrist down.&lt;br /&gt;Shaking so intense,&lt;br /&gt;cannot distinguish body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback.&lt;br /&gt;a second of previous life,&lt;br /&gt;a face.&lt;br /&gt;a different sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone with another blink.&lt;br /&gt;cannot concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;160 and 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;do not know.&lt;br /&gt;Where?&lt;br /&gt;Does not matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sign of carelessness.&lt;br /&gt;This one&apos;s at will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head hasn&apos;t moved for 5 blinks.&lt;br /&gt;staring ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No longer worried of the swiftly&lt;br /&gt;passing blur.&lt;br /&gt;I am a part&lt;br /&gt;of the blur now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a familliar sound.&lt;br /&gt;the voice of my soul.&lt;br /&gt;I undrestand.&lt;br /&gt;Completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not on no mans land.&lt;br /&gt;I am where i belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;am not distracted. &lt;br /&gt;i am Focused on ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not Afraid.&lt;br /&gt;it is&amp;nbsp;my adrenaline &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my veins.&lt;br /&gt;Blood switched with fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not nervous,&lt;br /&gt;i am aflame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not blink.&lt;br /&gt;I Step ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Adding to the long desired&lt;br /&gt;Madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not my wrist that&amp;nbsp;will not obey,&lt;br /&gt;it is the&amp;nbsp;thirst for fire &lt;br /&gt;which reigns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know where i am.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been&amp;nbsp;here before.&lt;br /&gt;a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink.&lt;br /&gt;no more.&lt;br /&gt;I feel the Roar.&lt;br /&gt;190 and 10.&lt;br /&gt;Limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awakened,&lt;br /&gt;I am in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: left&quot;&gt;~ Alsen of G&amp;quot;AI, of GA&amp;quot;H and of the Nerium Oleanders.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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