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  <title>My pen is the barrel of the gun.</title>
  <subtitle>Reminds me which side you should be on.</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Amanda</name>
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  <updated>2007-06-28T01:40:32Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:clndestinewhore:10610</id>
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    <title>My Pen</title>
    <published>2007-06-28T01:40:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-28T01:40:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Full Tilt Boogie - Four Letter Lie</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;small&gt;is cold.&lt;br&gt;My brain has taken a extremely long break.&lt;br&gt;I miss posting my heart out for all the world to see.&lt;br&gt;Things in my life have changed.&lt;br&gt;The lyrics are just running together.&lt;br&gt;I need something new.&lt;br&gt;I need an aventure.&lt;br&gt;Please take me out.&lt;br&gt;Lets have fun.&lt;br&gt;I need that.&lt;br&gt;And I miss this.&lt;br&gt;ily&amp;hearts;&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:clndestinewhore:10360</id>
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    <title>My heart</title>
    <published>2007-05-27T01:07:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-27T01:07:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>heavyheavylowlow</lj:music>
    <content type="html">is in knots.&lt;br /&gt;My mind is running.&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaping already.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:clndestinewhore:10004</id>
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    <title>I'm slipping, I'm falling...</title>
    <published>2007-04-08T17:34:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-08T17:34:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>504 Plan</lj:music>
    <content type="html">For someone who I know&lt;br /&gt;That will never be there&lt;br /&gt;In the end&lt;br /&gt;But it's nice to pretend&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to love&lt;br /&gt;Without caution&lt;br /&gt;Without care&lt;br /&gt;But in the end there will be&lt;br /&gt;Heartbreak&lt;br /&gt;I know it&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care right now&lt;br /&gt;All I care about is you&lt;br /&gt;As much as I don't want&lt;br /&gt;To say this&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I must...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;hearts;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know I'm crazy...Please Help Me.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:clndestinewhore:9771</id>
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    <title>And it always seems to be me who leaves</title>
    <published>2007-01-08T22:13:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-08T22:13:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Take Over, The Breaks Over [fawb]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So lets pour our lies into each others wine glass&lt;br /&gt;And watch each other drink them up&lt;br /&gt;Pretending it was the real thing&lt;br /&gt;This whole thing was F.A.K.E.&lt;br /&gt;But it's to late now&lt;br /&gt;I think i've got to go&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to keep me locked up&lt;br /&gt;Let my soul out&lt;br /&gt;The pressure weakens the heart&lt;br /&gt;To a point where it breaks&lt;br /&gt;And all you see is a girl sitting across the table&lt;br /&gt;You simply can not get enough&lt;br /&gt;You want it&lt;br /&gt;Oh you want it &lt;br /&gt;Oh all for your own&lt;br /&gt;You can't keep things hidden&lt;br /&gt;Like a cold case&lt;br /&gt;Things must be shown&lt;br /&gt;Lies and secrets must be told&lt;br /&gt;Before I walk away today&lt;br /&gt;So if you want to see me again&lt;br /&gt;Spit it all out&lt;br /&gt;I want to see your insides&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you cry&lt;br /&gt;To see what kind of a man you really are deep down inside</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:clndestinewhore:9647</id>
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    <title>First Few Thoughts of 2007</title>
    <published>2007-01-01T05:21:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-01T05:21:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It doesn't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;Neither did Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;This is going to take some time to get used to.&lt;br /&gt;I refer to 2007 as "Next Year".&lt;br /&gt;When technicaly now, that would be 2008.&lt;br /&gt;Then I would be in 10th grade.&lt;br /&gt;And that would be one step closer to Senior year.&lt;br /&gt;Which is scary.&lt;br /&gt;The "real" world.&lt;br /&gt;And I should be happy.&lt;br /&gt;1/14.&lt;br /&gt;And the chance to meet them.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sad.&lt;br /&gt;Because 2006 was so great.&lt;br /&gt;So many shows and great memories and friends.&lt;br /&gt;But New ones are to come.&lt;br /&gt;New shows, memories and friends.&lt;br /&gt;So Its time to let go of the old ones.&lt;br /&gt;Wipe the slate clean.&lt;br /&gt;And say Hello to 2007.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:clndestinewhore:9281</id>
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    <title>Homecoming 06 Didn't Turn Out So Good.</title>
    <published>2006-11-05T22:41:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-05T22:41:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Below 32 degrees out.&lt;br /&gt;I'm freezing.&lt;br /&gt;You just stand there.&lt;br /&gt;We walk in.&lt;br /&gt;After we sign in.&lt;br /&gt;We walk through the door.&lt;br /&gt;You leave me.&lt;br /&gt;So you can go see haley.&lt;br /&gt;A girl that never gives you the time of day.&lt;br /&gt;And here I sit.&lt;br /&gt;In the crowd,&lt;br /&gt;Because I can't find any of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Because I know that you saw me there.&lt;br /&gt;All alone.&lt;br /&gt;But you were to busy,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for haley.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that this would make us friends again.&lt;br /&gt;But It just made it 10 times worse.&lt;br /&gt;And don't say that I'm being a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;How would have you reacted?&lt;br /&gt;You would have been pissed if I blew you off.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I said yes.&lt;br /&gt;I had a feeling that this wouldn't go well.&lt;br /&gt;Why would you ask me if you were going to do this?&lt;br /&gt;But I put a face on that night.&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't the makeup.&lt;br /&gt;A smile.&lt;br /&gt;Holding back the tears.&lt;br /&gt;Still to this day I guess I still have feelings for you.&lt;br /&gt;But not like that.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you.&lt;br /&gt;Since you've changed.&lt;br /&gt;People say that people change.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that was possible.&lt;br /&gt;Until you did.&lt;br /&gt;And I thought that if they did,&lt;br /&gt;It would be for the best.&lt;br /&gt;But in your case,&lt;br /&gt;It's for the worse.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you be who you really are?&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:clndestinewhore:9012</id>
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    <title>&amp;lt;3</title>
    <published>2006-10-31T01:51:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-31T01:51:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>love like winter [afi&amp;hearts;]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">For those 2 1/2 little minutes&lt;br /&gt;My life is a little better.&lt;br /&gt;My mind gets lost in the sweet voice&lt;br /&gt;I become a rock star&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one on stage&lt;br /&gt;They all love me&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one they paid to see&lt;br /&gt;The the final beat is played&lt;br /&gt;I open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm still sitting in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;With the earphones on full blast.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:clndestinewhore:8893</id>
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    <title>Choose Your Fate</title>
    <published>2006-10-26T20:05:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-26T20:05:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Pros &amp; Cons of Breathing [fob] [tttyg]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I don't know if I made the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I'll regret this later.&lt;br /&gt;Should I have said no?&lt;br /&gt;Or was I right to say yes?&lt;br /&gt;But I guess that's what life is about.&lt;br /&gt;Living &amp; learning.&lt;br /&gt;Taking chances.&lt;br /&gt;But the chances that I've taken before&lt;br /&gt;Have left me broken &amp; bruised.&lt;br /&gt;But you cant tell the future.&lt;br /&gt;If you could,&lt;br /&gt;Youd be a millionaire.&lt;br /&gt;It's all about using the knowledge that you've collected&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Use it to your best ability.&lt;br /&gt;You have to stand by your choices.&lt;br /&gt;Have no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;Be your own superman.&lt;br /&gt;Save yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Choose your fate.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:clndestinewhore:8591</id>
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    <title>Because You Only Live Once.</title>
    <published>2006-10-23T23:38:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-26T20:09:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Prelude 12/21 [afi]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Learn to Love&lt;br /&gt;Learn to Live&lt;br /&gt;Learn to forgive&lt;br /&gt;Learn to forget&lt;br /&gt;Learn to Learn&lt;br /&gt;Learn a lot&lt;br /&gt;Learn Something&lt;br /&gt;Because You Only Live Once&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Once You Realize That You Need to Learn&lt;br /&gt;Everything &amp; Everyone is Gone&lt;br /&gt;You're Left Alone&lt;br /&gt;No Matter How Loud You Scream&lt;br /&gt;Nobody Will Answer&lt;br /&gt;So Learn Something&lt;br /&gt;Before It's to Late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;copy;Me</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:clndestinewhore:8207</id>
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    <title>[s w o o n]</title>
    <published>2006-10-02T23:04:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-02T23:04:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>htl htl htl htl &lt;33</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I&lt;br /&gt;[s w o o n]&lt;br /&gt;over writing.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;But it calms me.&lt;br /&gt;My mind is on&lt;br /&gt;[o v e r l o a d]&lt;br /&gt;This helps.&lt;br /&gt;I swoon like I swoon over guys.&lt;br /&gt;And only if you know me.&lt;br /&gt;You'll know how bad I've got it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:clndestinewhore:8064</id>
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    <title>Love, peace &amp; music.</title>
    <published>2006-10-02T23:02:13Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-02T23:02:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>100 Times[hitthelights]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ink running thought my veins.&lt;br /&gt;Thought my finger tips.&lt;br /&gt;I find peace here.&lt;br /&gt;The pen &amp; paper together.&lt;br /&gt;No fights.&lt;br /&gt;Unless I mess up something.&lt;br /&gt;I can hear them.&lt;br /&gt;Together.&lt;br /&gt;Music to my bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;Paper is my drum.&lt;br /&gt;Pen is my stick.&lt;br /&gt;Hyphen me in.&lt;br /&gt;Silence.&lt;br /&gt;Broken by the hearts that are broken.&lt;br /&gt;We come together.&lt;br /&gt;Form peace.&lt;br /&gt;All shapes &amp; sizes.&lt;br /&gt;They come.&lt;br /&gt;We ask for the password.&lt;br /&gt;They don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Yet we let them in anyway.&lt;br /&gt;We love.&lt;br /&gt;That's all we do.&lt;br /&gt;Writers have no idea what they write.&lt;br /&gt;What it means.&lt;br /&gt;It just comes out.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;Don't yell.&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame.&lt;br /&gt;I just guild the pen.&lt;br /&gt;It does the hard part.</content>
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    <title>ihrskgsg</title>
    <published>2006-09-28T21:29:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-28T21:29:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I want to say sorry&lt;br /&gt;I want to be friends again&lt;br /&gt;But something keeps me from saying it&lt;br /&gt;Cats got my tongue&lt;br /&gt;I'm not weak&lt;br /&gt;You've seen&lt;br /&gt;I can put up a fight&lt;br /&gt;I'm Stubborn&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;It's not my fault&lt;br /&gt;The carpet I was walking on&lt;br /&gt;So Sturdy.&lt;br /&gt;Or so I thought&lt;br /&gt;Was ripped right out&lt;br /&gt;From under my feet&lt;br /&gt;Confusion&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;But I'm always going to hate you&lt;br /&gt;One little part of you&lt;br /&gt;Once I say something&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad&lt;br /&gt;&amp; think I'm standing up for myself&lt;br /&gt;There's more then one fight here&lt;br /&gt;You &amp; me&lt;br /&gt;My good side &amp; bad side&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;Mom &amp; me&lt;br /&gt;We're not getting anywhere&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;But when that hits my tongue&lt;br /&gt;I feel wrong &amp; right&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible&lt;br /&gt;Possible for us to be friends&lt;br /&gt;Even thought a part of me hates a part of you&lt;br /&gt;Can we be in that gray area&lt;br /&gt;Between friend or foe&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can guarantee&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;But my moods are ghey&lt;br /&gt;:/</content>
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    <title>To Eileen</title>
    <published>2006-09-17T22:10:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-17T22:10:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I love her.&lt;br /&gt;The one who will never break my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I know that for a fact.&lt;br /&gt;She loves me too much.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; so do I.&lt;br /&gt;I would die without her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; we're hanging on a string.&lt;br /&gt;Just barely.&lt;br /&gt;A friendship trying to stay alive.&lt;br /&gt;Im sick of writing about him.&lt;br /&gt;The heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;The fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.tinypic.com/2emna54.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had some good times.&lt;br /&gt;Great buttseckz. [inside joke]&lt;br /&gt;Long Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;You were the greatest thing thats happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna say,&lt;br /&gt;Thanx for everything.</content>
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    <title>[insert clever title here]</title>
    <published>2006-09-08T19:17:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-09T17:37:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Seven Years Cover</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So now your going to start the peddy shit.&lt;br /&gt;Deleting me from your friends&lt;br /&gt;Isn't going to solve the problem.&lt;br /&gt;But hey&lt;br /&gt;You go right ahead.&lt;br /&gt;I've finally found the reason&lt;br /&gt;You got rid of me.&lt;br /&gt;So you wouldn't be attached.&lt;br /&gt;So you could be free again.&lt;br /&gt;So you could ask girls out on the first day.&lt;br /&gt;Two months ago&lt;br /&gt;You said you didn't want a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;I knew that was bullshit from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;Two months later,&lt;br /&gt;You have a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats.&lt;br /&gt;You won.&lt;br /&gt;But I warn you.&lt;br /&gt;Your going to &lt;b&gt;choke.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shes going to want to kiss you.&lt;br /&gt;Your not going to have a clue.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to her.&lt;br /&gt;Five months &amp; four days.&lt;br /&gt;No kiss.&lt;br /&gt;You never wanted to hug me.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Hands off.</content>
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    <title>The final Showdown.</title>
    <published>2006-09-07T20:38:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-07T20:38:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kiss me, I'm contagous</lj:music>
    <content type="html">You think a &lt;b&gt;cheap imitation&lt;/b&gt; of words&lt;br /&gt;Already said was going to cut it?&lt;br /&gt;Make everything ok?&lt;br /&gt;Think again.&lt;br /&gt;You think you were hurt?&lt;br /&gt;Buddy, I was hit with a Hurricane.&lt;br /&gt;You made me fall again.&lt;br /&gt;You made me think we still had a chance.&lt;br /&gt;I was disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just come out &amp; say it?&lt;br /&gt;Say what your thinking.&lt;br /&gt;This would be quicker.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; A whole lot less hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Less tears.&lt;br /&gt;Less blood.&lt;br /&gt;Less cat fights.&lt;br /&gt;Quit misleading me.&lt;br /&gt;Please.&lt;br /&gt;I've said it before.&lt;br /&gt;But I never stuck to it.&lt;br /&gt;I let you back in.&lt;br /&gt;This time, I'm real.&lt;br /&gt;I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I couldn't be like them.&lt;br /&gt;You never made it easy.&lt;br /&gt;A trick.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;The joke was on me.&lt;br /&gt;But they'll never know you the way that I do.&lt;br /&gt;Good.&lt;br /&gt;Your gone.&lt;br /&gt;Out of it all.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I can't do this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why people kill themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Cut or kill others.&lt;br /&gt;It's because of people like you.&lt;br /&gt;You make their life miserable.&lt;br /&gt;You make it hell.&lt;br /&gt;You make it so all they think about is you.&lt;br /&gt;Then you take it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WARNING:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Unfamiliar grounds.&lt;br /&gt;They are lost.&lt;br /&gt;Need help &amp; can't find it.&lt;br /&gt;Then you give it back.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; take it away again.&lt;br /&gt;It's the most terrible feeling,&lt;br /&gt;I've ever felt.&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes feel like them.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me want to not have a heart.&lt;br /&gt;Be Tin man.&lt;br /&gt;Just for a day.&lt;br /&gt;So it all goes away.&lt;br /&gt;Taking candy away from a baby.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just stick to friends right now.&lt;br /&gt;Protect myself.&lt;br /&gt;My armor.&lt;br /&gt;Clench my shield in my fist.&lt;br /&gt;Hold it against my chest.&lt;br /&gt;Where my heart used to be.&lt;br /&gt;So I can pretend this never happened.&lt;br /&gt;Like I still have one.&lt;br /&gt;Come knock on my door.&lt;br /&gt;Ask me to battle.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not allowed to come &amp; play.&lt;br /&gt;I'm cleaning my room.&lt;br /&gt;Looking for the pieces of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Remember,&lt;br /&gt;You shattered it.&lt;br /&gt;It's in a million pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I go and collect it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; put it together again.&lt;br /&gt;Then glue it.&lt;br /&gt;Place it in this hole.&lt;br /&gt;Stitch it up.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday we can play again.&lt;br /&gt;This game they call love.&lt;br /&gt;But not today.&lt;br /&gt;Game over.&lt;br /&gt;Come back when you know how to pay nice.&lt;br /&gt;Make it so when you leave,&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't hurt as much.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know&lt;br /&gt;If I'll be able to love again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm only gluing it together again.&lt;br /&gt;The magic is gone.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is lost.&lt;br /&gt;You stole it all.&lt;br /&gt;Remember?&lt;br /&gt;You stole it &amp; killed it.&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;Take a break.&lt;br /&gt;I've said what I needed to say.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; if you can't understand.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Your literate.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of this game.&lt;br /&gt;I want off.&lt;br /&gt;It's time for me to go home.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry you can't understand.&lt;br /&gt;But read between the lines.&lt;br /&gt;This is the only way I can&lt;br /&gt;Express my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not good with &lt;b&gt;real words.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To bad.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to find someone who &lt;u&gt;loves&lt;/u&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;Understands.&lt;br /&gt;Who can read between the lines.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm done my rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Goodbye&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice life without me.</content>
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    <title>Middle Name: Fake.</title>
    <published>2006-09-03T17:04:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-03T17:04:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Wolf in Sheep's Clothing [This Providence]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Lier.&lt;br /&gt;That's what you are.&lt;br /&gt;Its half &amp; half.&lt;br /&gt;A love/hate relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Pissing time away.&lt;br /&gt;That's what it was.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad we're not together.&lt;br /&gt;Then you would have dumped me for a prep.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; if only I had the balls to ask someone out?&lt;br /&gt;Who asked who?&lt;br /&gt;I recall it was me.&lt;br /&gt;That was the biggest chance I've ever taken.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; It turned out to be the biggest mistake.&lt;br /&gt;I took you for grated.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have said it.&lt;br /&gt;Those three words.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;They made the bond stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; when you broke that.&lt;br /&gt;I died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo- &lt;s&gt;travis&lt;/s&gt;</content>
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    <title>The rules have changed.</title>
    <published>2006-08-14T05:37:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-14T05:37:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I didn't get the memo.&lt;br /&gt;I though it was based on&lt;br /&gt;How you felt around the person.&lt;br /&gt;How they can always make you smile.&lt;br /&gt;How they know just when to say the right things.&lt;br /&gt;How your heart beats the same way, the same time.&lt;br /&gt;How your whole mind is focused on them.&lt;br /&gt;Not looks.&lt;br /&gt;Not what their attention is on the most.&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep doing this.&lt;br /&gt;I want to, but I just can't.&lt;br /&gt;I'll act like I can take the punch,&lt;br /&gt;But really I'm murdered on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;I never though It would come to this.&lt;br /&gt;I never though that I would see the day.&lt;br /&gt;That I would never love you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;That I would see you &amp; not get happy.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I wasn't suppost to find out.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe things will change for you,&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think they will for me right now.&lt;br /&gt;As much as I want to love you, I know&lt;br /&gt;I can't.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;I won't.&lt;br /&gt;I can't let it happen again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm done for good.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm never turning back.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.</content>
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    <title>Its Like a Drug</title>
    <published>2006-08-02T15:02:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-02T15:02:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Cute is what we aim for&amp;hearts;</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I want it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; The more I have,&lt;br /&gt;The more I want.&lt;br /&gt;Even when I realize that its bad for me.&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna hurt in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I don't want the end to come.&lt;br /&gt;The music controls my mind.&lt;br /&gt;It takes me away.&lt;br /&gt;From all of this.&lt;br /&gt;But sweetie,&lt;br /&gt;You had me.&lt;br /&gt;Acting like 12.&lt;br /&gt;Brain-washed.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I want.&lt;br /&gt;For all of this to go away.&lt;br /&gt;But not just temporary.&lt;br /&gt;Forever.&lt;br /&gt;But whats a crush to do?&lt;br /&gt;God, I'm so pathetic.</content>
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    <title>Is he really up there?</title>
    <published>2006-07-19T05:14:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-20T03:37:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>THS</lj:music>
    <content type="html">He has to be.&lt;br /&gt;He planed this.&lt;br /&gt;Its amaz.&lt;br /&gt;She is like the sister &lt;br /&gt;I never had.&lt;br /&gt;We make eachother's nights.&lt;br /&gt;And can finish each other's sentence.&lt;br /&gt;When she's in the dumps,&lt;br /&gt;I bring her up high.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel better too.&lt;br /&gt;Like I just saved her.&lt;br /&gt;Yet I save myself too.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have no purpose,&lt;br /&gt;Unless I need to lift someone up.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; it doesn't bother me.&lt;br /&gt;Its like I live for this.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Maybe it was my soul purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Just maybe I'm an angel&lt;br /&gt;To save people I encounter.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a life preserver.&lt;br /&gt;Saving them from drowning&lt;br /&gt;This is making me think that maybe&lt;br /&gt;Just &lt;i&gt;maybe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear you,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;For Letting&lt;br /&gt;Me into your &lt;br /&gt;life.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt; Me.</content>
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    <title>It's Over Already?</title>
    <published>2006-07-18T03:59:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-18T04:03:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Your Laugh</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Summer.&lt;br /&gt;Rain.&lt;br /&gt;Rain.&lt;br /&gt;Rain.&lt;br /&gt;Then came the heat.&lt;br /&gt;Like a punch to the face.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like it just started.&lt;br /&gt;But its just ending.&lt;br /&gt;No more splashing around in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;Fall.&lt;br /&gt;Cold winds from the door.&lt;br /&gt;Wearing three layers.&lt;br /&gt;High school.&lt;br /&gt;A new start.&lt;br /&gt;New halls to walk.&lt;br /&gt;New friends to make.&lt;br /&gt;New secrets.&lt;br /&gt;New inside jokes.&lt;br /&gt;New relationship.&lt;br /&gt;New chapter in my life.&lt;br /&gt;The closing of another.&lt;br /&gt;But what if I don't want to close it just yet.&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold onto the friends I once had.&lt;br /&gt;Emptiness will replace you.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody can.&lt;br /&gt;Just the memories.&lt;br /&gt;The jokes.&lt;br /&gt;The laughs.&lt;br /&gt;The sleepovers , partys &amp; dances.&lt;br /&gt;All gone.&lt;br /&gt;Never again.&lt;br /&gt;But new jokes &amp; laughs will cover these.&lt;br /&gt;Like wallpaper.&lt;br /&gt;But they are still there.&lt;br /&gt;You were a lasting impression.&lt;br /&gt;When I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see you.&lt;br /&gt;Our times together.&lt;br /&gt;But when we grow up,&lt;br /&gt;(Will we ever?)&lt;br /&gt;We'll bump into each other.&lt;br /&gt;Do I know you,&lt;br /&gt;You look familiar.&lt;br /&gt;Found mr. right.&lt;br /&gt;Settled down.&lt;br /&gt;Had a child.&lt;br /&gt;But yet we are the same kids we were.&lt;br /&gt;Will our jokes still be funny?&lt;br /&gt;Or stupid?&lt;br /&gt;Will the bands we liked still be around?&lt;br /&gt;Times will change but we won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please,&lt;br /&gt;Remember us.&lt;br /&gt;Remember this.&lt;br /&gt;Remember me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Remember&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/clndestinewhore/pic/00001y9g/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/clndestinewhore/pic/00001y9g/s320x240" width="285" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>Things I Could Never Say To Your Face</title>
    <published>2006-07-13T19:48:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-13T19:48:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It bugs me.&lt;br /&gt;Takes up most of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;In my world.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is held back.&lt;br /&gt;There are alot of people&lt;br /&gt;That I feel like this about.&lt;br /&gt;It might be you.&lt;br /&gt;It might not.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never tell.&lt;br /&gt;But, thats why I&lt;br /&gt;Can't tell you to your face.&lt;br /&gt;I'll mix them up&lt;br /&gt;So you can't tell.&lt;br /&gt;Teeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;I hate how you talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;I hate what has happened between us.&lt;br /&gt;I hate how you think your better than me.&lt;br /&gt;I hate how you never gave me a second chance,How you put her before me.&lt;br /&gt;I hate how you always blame me.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;I hate your confidence.&lt;br /&gt;I hate how you treat me.&lt;br /&gt;I hate how you stole my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I hate your silence.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you &amp; your friends.&lt;br /&gt;I hate how you can get anyone you want.&lt;br /&gt;There would be more&lt;br /&gt;But I can't think.&lt;br /&gt;I do feel much better now though.&lt;br /&gt;Like weight has been lifted off of me.&lt;br /&gt;Its weird.</content>
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    <title>First time: ok This time: not so "ok"</title>
    <published>2006-07-02T02:43:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-02T04:05:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hip Hop at IHOP</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Fireworks again.&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of us.&lt;br /&gt;In my head.&lt;br /&gt;Circles.&lt;br /&gt;First thought:&lt;br /&gt;My first entry about fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;br /&gt;Good thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Then they vanish.&lt;br /&gt;A flood.&lt;br /&gt;Memories wiped away.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling right after it happened.&lt;br /&gt;A pit in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;Emptiness is on full.&lt;br /&gt;Put a stamp on that envelope.&lt;br /&gt;Shivers.&lt;br /&gt;Send it to my spine.&lt;br /&gt;People I could walk on.&lt;br /&gt;The fireworks didn't seem as bright without you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without.&lt;br /&gt;I see them off in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;Squinting.&lt;br /&gt;Very small.&lt;br /&gt;Hurts the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Holder of the key.&lt;br /&gt;I need to unlock my brain.&lt;br /&gt;Love VS hate.&lt;br /&gt;Which one?&lt;br /&gt;Friend or foe?&lt;br /&gt;Can I pick?&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe it,&lt;br /&gt;I still &lt;s&gt;love&lt;/s&gt; think of you</content>
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    <title>Hidden in the shadows, but not in my heart</title>
    <published>2006-06-28T00:55:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-21T20:06:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The latest Plague-FFTL</lj:music>
    <content type="html">You See This Boy &amp;darr;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g8/iluvbam159/Fall%20Out%20Boy/Andy%20Hurley/678201361_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets overlooked all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Its sad.&lt;br /&gt;He is just as important as Pete, Patrick &amp; Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n215/DecayDanceXcore/Music/FOB/Andy/sexay2.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet the limelight doesn't shine on the his skin nearly as much.&lt;br /&gt;A nerdy, soft-spoken vegan with major drumming skills.&lt;br /&gt;What more could you want?&lt;br /&gt;Just because he isn't as "HAWTT" as p3+3 w3n+z &lt;br /&gt;&amp; isn't the new teenie craze&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean he doesn't exsist.&lt;br /&gt;Just because he isn't as cute &amp; chubby&lt;small&gt;(not to be mean)&lt;/small&gt; as Patrick&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean he doesn't deserve respect.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Just because he doesn't make funny faces like Trohmania&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean he doesnt deserve love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n215/DecayDanceXcore/Music/FOB/Andy/Sexay0.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all so-called Fall Out Boy fans&lt;br /&gt;Who only like them because of pete&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;Don't really care/respect/know of Mr. Andrew John Hurley:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOUR NOT REAL FANS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; until you can respect &amp; care about all of the members&lt;br /&gt;Respect their personal lifes&lt;br /&gt;Care about they're feeling&lt;br /&gt;You will never be a real, true fan.&lt;br /&gt;This boy has talent.&lt;br /&gt;He pwns the drums.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;He pwns a special place in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Forever &amp; Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n215/DecayDanceXcore/Music/FOB/Andy/HurleyIsLOVEsmall.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;big&gt;Pete Wentz, &lt;br /&gt;That son of a bitch has nothing on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hurley Burley&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>That bastard stole my heart &amp; never gave it the fuck back</title>
    <published>2006-06-20T05:53:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-20T05:53:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Eileen/Momentum *THS*</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e69/PetesPunkTink/Peter%20oh%20how%20i%20love%20him/petertruelyisgreat.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear he did.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times we call him a pedo,&lt;br /&gt;I still love him.&lt;br /&gt;Love him in the fact that he's so great and helped alot of people through his music.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, he is cute.&lt;br /&gt;The music has become my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Not really FOB but THS/AFI/FFTL/P!ATD&lt;br /&gt;He has opened the doors for me to these great bands.&lt;br /&gt;I swear that if it wasn't for him,&lt;br /&gt;Shitty music would fill my ears &amp; heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e69/PetesPunkTink/Peter%20oh%20how%20i%20love%20him/MyEars.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overplayed and Overrated lyrics playing through my mind like a cd.&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit, that's all it is.&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that his music isn't like that&lt;br /&gt;makes me swoonX13000 times over.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why this boy has such an impact on me.&lt;br /&gt;When he hurts, you can tell through his words and than&lt;br /&gt;you hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e69/PetesPunkTink/Peter%20oh%20how%20i%20love%20him/LoveTheHairPetei.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he's happy, his bright smile shows it and it&lt;br /&gt;brightens up your day for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e69/PetesPunkTink/Peter%20oh%20how%20i%20love%20him/HurtMuch.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw this picture,&lt;br /&gt;I felt pain.&lt;br /&gt;Look at his hand.&lt;br /&gt;He said he had an argument with the wall and the wall won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e69/PetesPunkTink/Peter%20oh%20how%20i%20love%20him/HoleInTheWall.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must have been pretty pissed.&lt;br /&gt;And when I saw him not even say more that five words at the MMVA's&lt;br /&gt;And sign things for fans,&lt;br /&gt;Even when his hand has to hurt like hell.&lt;br /&gt;That stands out to me.&lt;br /&gt;Pete mush be my twin&lt;br /&gt;Because I can feel everything he does.&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if I know everything about him.&lt;br /&gt;Ive pushed my way through his life&lt;br /&gt;And didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e69/PetesPunkTink/Peter%20oh%20how%20i%20love%20him/MMVAsRehearsals.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I be so selfish?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish that ill find someone like pete&lt;br /&gt;And live happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;And its amazing that no matter what he would do or say&lt;br /&gt;That I would stand up for him,&lt;br /&gt;Sad? Yes, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e69/PetesPunkTink/Peter%20oh%20how%20i%20love%20him/SoundCheck.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can someone that I don't know effect my life like this?&lt;br /&gt;How can I love someone that doesn't even know I exist?&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I think that i'll love him and his music until I die.&lt;br /&gt;He means the world to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e69/PetesPunkTink/Peter%20oh%20how%20i%20love%20him/BigBrownEyes.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>Why don't you come and join me for awhile?</title>
    <published>2006-06-15T01:32:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-15T01:33:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>But It's Better If You Do: P!ATD</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Things I Hate:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Being Lonely&lt;br /&gt;2)Being Bored&lt;br /&gt;3)Haven't seen any of my friends in like two weeks&lt;br /&gt;4)The fact that I can't find any music on my iPod that can amuse me.&lt;br /&gt;5)My Cell, It hasn't rung in weeks&lt;br /&gt;6)The pain from my toe that I cut tonight&lt;br /&gt;7)This Past Saturday/Sunday&lt;br /&gt;8)The Fact that I Haven't gone anywhere with friends this summer yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Things I Love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Him &lt;small&gt;still&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Her &lt;small&gt;i&lt;i&gt;dearly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;miss&lt;/b&gt;you&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Selling my crap on Ebay for &lt;font color="green"&gt;$$&lt;/font&gt; for Clandestine.&lt;br /&gt;4)My Bed, even though I don't get to sleep in that much&lt;br /&gt;5)Myspace, even though nobody is talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;6)&lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dearly miss the warmth of your smile, &lt;i&gt;all of you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;X&amp;hearts;X&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;If your reading this, &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; forget what we all had.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;X&amp;hearts;X&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;Next week maybe we can all get together?</content>
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