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  <title>my stomache is like my ego, keeps shitting what i feed it</title>
  <subtitle>gotta sink to swim</subtitle>
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  <updated>2009-07-17T14:44:55Z</updated>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2009-07-17T10:44:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-17T14:44:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-17T14:44:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">bored, at work.&lt;br /&gt;then going out to the bars for my sisters bday. should be a good time. cheers!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dinneriscold:9004</id>
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    <title>blablalbhlhblhahbl BLAH</title>
    <published>2008-12-16T17:46:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-16T17:46:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We woke up as men but tonight we'll sleep as killers&lt;br /&gt;As we break the cryptic morning with a bullet and a prayer&lt;br /&gt;The steel never seemed more cold and agile than life never seems less vital and fragile&lt;br /&gt;With a heart that's beating louder than my own&lt;br /&gt;I watch a girl they call Kezia&lt;br /&gt;I watch a woman that I know&lt;br /&gt;my hopes and my own future blindfolded&lt;br /&gt;To atone a sin I didn't care for, but a sin that paid my debts&lt;br /&gt;A sin that fed my children and burned my smiles and cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;and No one ever said that hope would be so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;and no one ever said I'd have to pull that trigger, on her&lt;br /&gt;I can't even still her trembling hands that were locked up by the dutiful and the obligated;&lt;br /&gt;Five soldiers forever sedated with the,&lt;br /&gt;"No one's responsible" psychological drama of our social justice dribble, dribble&lt;br /&gt;Her tiny steps tell lies about the choice I have to make;&lt;br /&gt;[Her tiny steps] To resurrect [tell lies about] a static lifetime [the choice] to starve [I have] to death [to make] my own mistakes&lt;br /&gt;So pull the screaming trigger and watch your carcass bleed me dry&lt;br /&gt;Or drop the gun and try to shake away the blindfold from your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Drop the gun(pull), drop the gun(the), drop the gun(trigger), drop the gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea my last final is on wed.&lt;br /&gt;so far i think my classes and finals / papers/ presentations have gone by well.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i failed a single test.&lt;br /&gt;bah, i have nothing really to talk about in my life, other then that i really need a job</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2008-11-21T22:26:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-22T03:39:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-22T03:39:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>radiohead</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Karma police, arrest this man&lt;br /&gt;He talks in maths&lt;br /&gt;He buzzes like a fridge&lt;br /&gt;He's like a detuned radio&lt;br /&gt;Karma police, arrest this girl&lt;br /&gt;Her Hitler hairdo is&lt;br /&gt;Making me feel ill&lt;br /&gt;And we have crashed her party&lt;br /&gt;This is what you'll get&lt;br /&gt;This is what you'll get&lt;br /&gt;This is what you'll get when you mess with us&lt;br /&gt;Karma Police&lt;br /&gt;I've given all I can&lt;br /&gt;It's not enough&lt;br /&gt;I've given all I can&lt;br /&gt;But we're still on the payroll&lt;br /&gt;This is what you'll get  &lt;br /&gt;This is what you'll get&lt;br /&gt;This is what you'll get when you mess with us&lt;br /&gt;And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself&lt;br /&gt;Phew, for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself&lt;br /&gt;Phew, for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, i don't know why i put lyrics of songs on every entry. Its just that these songs are so good to me, and because radiohead fucking rocks.&lt;br /&gt;yea i know i haven't updated my journal in a while, but i realized it be nice to try to get somethings out there on a piece of paper...or a page on some internet website...it doesn't really matter. i could talk to the wall about my feelings and whats going on in my life, as long as it was silent and didnt try to tell me how i should be living or what i should be doing.&lt;br /&gt;God it seems like a million years ago that i was happy, and in high school, and had everything i wanted, not to say im not happy right now. Its different though...there are less people i can talk to. Almost everyone ive know has gone, and the people that have stuck around are so boring. I really want to get out of this place, and travel. so im planning a road trip to Texas, gonna stay there for a while. i know its not a major trip or very far...but i really just don't have the money right now. School is school...some of its fun, i just really hate my English teacher...hes some bald mid 30's journalist...just the content of the class is extremely boring.  Don't have a girlfriend yet, not really interested in meeting someone hastily. It seems that there a very large percentage of girls out there who are very slow...and dim. I'm only interested in meeting someone who's actually intelligent or at least has a personality that doesn't include "like i was shopping last week, or like...maybe yesterday but ANyyyywaaays there was so this totally cute shirt for only 20 dollars!!!". That pretty much sums up the type of girls i have been with recently...just completely self absorbed, and quite possible retarded. The girl id like doesn't have to be a rocket scientist, but just has to have a brain with some capacity for intelligent conversation. What do you people think, is that possible?</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2007-04-26T14:07:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-26T19:08:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-26T19:08:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Asleep mid-sentence- the words fell apart.&lt;br /&gt;No one is listening anyway.&lt;br /&gt;This day will soon turn black&lt;br /&gt;and my "wants and needs" will spill on me burning ashes.&lt;br /&gt;I learned to be selfish today...&lt;br /&gt;I learned to be alive.&lt;br /&gt;These things I care for are for my personal gain&lt;br /&gt;my personal happiness only.&lt;br /&gt;Why should I sit in your chairs and satisfy your standards.&lt;br /&gt;I've done it all before and I've confused myself a thousand times.&lt;br /&gt;The tragic day that I call morality just doesn't do it for me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;The day will turn black and I will have either lived or died.&lt;br /&gt;Asleep mid-sentence- my words fall to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;Swept into this dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;Economic satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;Never succeed.&lt;br /&gt;But happiness has its place.&lt;br /&gt;Justice will not lie in your corner.&lt;br /&gt;Throw myself in the corner&lt;br /&gt;We have nothing to complain about here.&lt;br /&gt;Tragic day seems too peaceful to most,&lt;br /&gt;spoiled ambitions turned my heart to black, black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living dreams, loving dreams,&lt;br /&gt;awakening to what I've always dreamt of.&lt;br /&gt;Living dreams, loving dreams,&lt;br /&gt;awakening to what I've always dreamt of.&lt;br /&gt;The familliar sound, the familliar sound of the lovely love&lt;br /&gt;from the love of my life will keep the notes coming.&lt;br /&gt;From the reciting of the show, from the plip and shevanel,&lt;br /&gt;from the grind that annoys, and the sarcasm they all hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i think i might start updating again, things are changing, im planning on changing so&lt;br /&gt;yup</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dinneriscold:8420</id>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2007-01-24T23:15:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-25T04:17:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-25T04:17:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">sry for not updating in a while, ive been busy with life&lt;br /&gt;first christmas break happend,  then school happend, oh and work fits somewhere in there&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;ive lost a lot of people, &lt;br /&gt;me and my former friends no longer talk &lt;br /&gt;its cool though&lt;br /&gt;i was already prepared for it&lt;br /&gt;i knew it was going to happen&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;im having fun at school&lt;br /&gt;um&lt;br /&gt;im having fun in general&lt;br /&gt;work, school, friends</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2006-12-10T01:36:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-10T06:36:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-10T06:36:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">After The Movies Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;Artist(Band):Cursive&lt;br /&gt;Review The Song (0)&lt;br /&gt;	Print the Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After The Movies Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send Cursive polyphonic ringtone to your cell phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movies&lt;br /&gt;In the parking lot&lt;br /&gt;We stared so long&lt;br /&gt;And you kissed me&lt;br /&gt;With ripe young breath&lt;br /&gt;And I kissed you&lt;br /&gt;One night as forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the movies&lt;br /&gt;Well, they never had it so good&lt;br /&gt;One moment&lt;br /&gt;So infinite&lt;br /&gt;On soft wet lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Are you glad I'm finally gone?&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry to hear that&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I hurt you?&lt;br /&gt;I have hurt myself&lt;br /&gt;These sad songs won't change anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love as fragile as a wineglass&lt;br /&gt;It should have been forever&lt;br /&gt;Love as fragile as a wineglass&lt;br /&gt;It couldn't last forever&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry&lt;br /&gt;It should have been forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember how we kissed&lt;br /&gt;One night as forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bored with life&lt;br /&gt;dont know what to do really&lt;br /&gt;im over not talking to her anymore&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i knew it was going to happen&lt;br /&gt;i bet her that we would stop talking when school started&lt;br /&gt;intresting thing is&lt;br /&gt;she didnt believe me&lt;br /&gt;...no body really does i guess&lt;br /&gt;so me andrew and jay got ripped and went to denny's intresting experience&lt;br /&gt;then i saw dave juster meghan and erin and edraz and their friends or w/e at dennies...hmmm...erin's pretty hot&lt;br /&gt;but it was mad awkward talking to them on the account of my then state of mind&lt;br /&gt;it was a wreck&lt;br /&gt;much like my life bluuuuurh</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2006-11-25T17:22:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-25T22:22:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-25T22:22:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Jesus Christ that's a pretty face,&lt;br /&gt;the kind you'd find on someone that could save.&lt;br /&gt;If they don't put me away&lt;br /&gt;It'll be a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe you're missing out?&lt;br /&gt;That everything good is happening somewhere else?&lt;br /&gt;But with nobody in your bed,&lt;br /&gt;the night's hard to get through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, will die&lt;br /&gt;all alone&lt;br /&gt;and when I arrive&lt;br /&gt;I won't know anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Jesus Christ I'm alone again,&lt;br /&gt;So what did you do those three days you were dead?&lt;br /&gt;Cause this problem's gonna last&lt;br /&gt;More than the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Well Jesus Christ I'm not scared to die&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little bit scared of what comes after.&lt;br /&gt;Do I get the gold chariot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I float through the ceiling?&lt;br /&gt;Or do I divide&lt;br /&gt;And fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Cause my bright is too sly&lt;br /&gt;To hold back all my dark&lt;br /&gt;And this ship&lt;br /&gt;Went down&lt;br /&gt;In sight of land&lt;br /&gt;And at the gates&lt;br /&gt;Does Thomas&lt;br /&gt;Ask to see my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you come for me in the night like a thief&lt;br /&gt;But I've had some time alone to hold my lions at bay&lt;br /&gt;I know you think I'm someone you can trust&lt;br /&gt;But I'm scared I'll get scared and I swear I'll try to nail you back up (and you won't know)&lt;br /&gt;So do you think that we can work out a psalm&lt;br /&gt;So I'll know it's you and that it's over so I won't even try&lt;br /&gt;I know you're coming for the people like me&lt;br /&gt;We all got wood and nails&lt;br /&gt;We try and tear down hate and factory&lt;br /&gt;We all got wood and nails&lt;br /&gt;We try and tear down hate and factory&lt;br /&gt;We all god wood and nails&lt;br /&gt;And we sleep inside of this machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm, so she blocked me&lt;br /&gt;so good&lt;br /&gt;honestly a relief&lt;br /&gt;now i dont have to worry about not talking to her&lt;br /&gt;b/c now i know she doesnt want to talk to me&lt;br /&gt;its all good&lt;br /&gt;so me and molly are kinda talking again&lt;br /&gt;it feels good&lt;br /&gt;hmmm i dont sweat girls&lt;br /&gt;their too easy&lt;br /&gt;and most of them just leave bruises&lt;br /&gt;and papercuts&lt;br /&gt;so ive been mad sick&lt;br /&gt;for the past few days&lt;br /&gt;got a job at pizza baron helping out and delivering pizza and such&lt;br /&gt;um&lt;br /&gt;got a new car&lt;br /&gt;a truck&lt;br /&gt;its pretty nice i guess&lt;br /&gt;oooh and i bought the new brand new cd&lt;br /&gt;its pretty good&lt;br /&gt;i love it&lt;br /&gt;so bye</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2006-11-22T16:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-22T21:53:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-22T21:53:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Splintered piece of glass falls, in the seat, gets caught&lt;br /&gt;These broken windows, open locks, reminders of the youth we lost&lt;br /&gt;In trying so hard to look away from you&lt;br /&gt;we followed white lines to the sunset&lt;br /&gt;I crash my car everyday the same way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to let this pass&lt;br /&gt;(the time it takes, the time it takes to let go)&lt;br /&gt;Time runs through our veins.&lt;br /&gt;(it starts and stops and starts and stops again)&lt;br /&gt;We don't stand a chance in this threadbare time&lt;br /&gt;(the time it takes, the time it takes to let go)&lt;br /&gt;Time to let this pass&lt;br /&gt;(the time it takes, the time it takes to let go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the setting sun&lt;br /&gt;No reason to come back again&lt;br /&gt;The twilight world in blue and white&lt;br /&gt;The needle and the damage done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to feel this way forever&lt;br /&gt;A dead letter marked return to sender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The broken watch you gave me turns into a compass&lt;br /&gt;It's two hands still point to the same time 12:03, our last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So push the seats back a little further&lt;br /&gt;I can see the headlights coming&lt;br /&gt;So push the seats back a little further&lt;br /&gt;Roll the windows down and take a breath&lt;br /&gt;I can see the headlights coming&lt;br /&gt;They paint the world in red and broken glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to let this pass&lt;br /&gt;(the time it takes, the time it takes to let go)&lt;br /&gt;Time runs through our veins.&lt;br /&gt;(it starts and stops and starts and stops again)&lt;br /&gt;We don't stand a chance in this threadbare time&lt;br /&gt;(the time it takes, the time it takes to let go)&lt;br /&gt;Time to let this pass&lt;br /&gt;(the time it takes, the time it takes to let go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the setting sun&lt;br /&gt;No reason to come back again&lt;br /&gt;The twilight world in blue and white&lt;br /&gt;The needle and the damage done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to feel this way forever&lt;br /&gt;A dead letter marked return to sender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spinning hubcaps set the tempo, for the music of the broken window&lt;br /&gt;The Cameras on and the cameras click&lt;br /&gt;We open up the lens and can't stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the setting sun&lt;br /&gt;No reason to come back again&lt;br /&gt;The twilight world in blue and white&lt;br /&gt;The needle and the damage done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to feel this way forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lights are on and the cameras click&lt;br /&gt;We open up the lens (to broken glass!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the setting sun (And it's over!)&lt;br /&gt;No reason to come back again (In a flash!)&lt;br /&gt;The twilight world in blue and white (and I'll never!)&lt;br /&gt;The needle and the damage done (ever understand!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to feel this way forever (Understanding!)&lt;br /&gt;(In a Car Crash!) A dead letter marked return to sender (In a Car Crash!)&lt;br /&gt;(In a Crash!) In a Crash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im sick&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;its pretty odd&lt;br /&gt;ive been feeling that ive been coming down with something&lt;br /&gt;and i guess last night the bacteria in my bad decided to attack&lt;br /&gt;and yup ima sick now&lt;br /&gt;ooooo thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;break!&lt;br /&gt;love it!&lt;br /&gt;yea so chris is getting on my nerves&lt;br /&gt;SO BAD&lt;br /&gt;its so annoying&lt;br /&gt;i hate it&lt;br /&gt;and i hate it GF&lt;br /&gt;and both of them put together is even worse!&lt;br /&gt;its like an amorphous blob of immaturity and stupidity its mad fun&lt;br /&gt;but yea i recieved a truck&lt;br /&gt;so now i have a car&lt;br /&gt;its pretty cool i guess&lt;br /&gt;im out</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2006-11-11T02:03:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-11T07:03:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-11T07:03:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">All around me are familiar faces&lt;br /&gt;Worn out places&lt;br /&gt;Worn out faces&lt;br /&gt;Bright and early for the daily races&lt;br /&gt;Going no where&lt;br /&gt;Going no where&lt;br /&gt;Their tears are filling up their glasses&lt;br /&gt;No expression&lt;br /&gt;No expression&lt;br /&gt;Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;No tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;No tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;And I find it kind of funny&lt;br /&gt;I find it kind of sad&lt;br /&gt;The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to tell you&lt;br /&gt;'Cos I find it hard to take&lt;br /&gt;When people run in circles it's a very very&lt;br /&gt;Mad world&lt;br /&gt;Mad world&lt;br /&gt;Children waiting for the day they feel good&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;And I feel the way that every child should&lt;br /&gt;Sit and listen&lt;br /&gt;Sit and listen&lt;br /&gt;Went to school and I was very nervous&lt;br /&gt;No one knew me&lt;br /&gt;No one knew me&lt;br /&gt;Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson&lt;br /&gt;Look right through me&lt;br /&gt;Look right through me&lt;br /&gt;And I find it kind of funny&lt;br /&gt;I find it kind of sad&lt;br /&gt;The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to tell you&lt;br /&gt;'Cos I find it hard to take&lt;br /&gt;When people run in circles it's a very very&lt;br /&gt;Mad world&lt;br /&gt;Mad world&lt;br /&gt;Enlarging your world&lt;br /&gt;Mad world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a fucking mad world&lt;br /&gt;god damn&lt;br /&gt;idk what to do with my life</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2006-11-06T22:40:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-07T03:40:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-07T03:40:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Please hang my raincoat&lt;br /&gt;I guess that I'll stay a while&lt;br /&gt;While I wait on the return&lt;br /&gt;It seems the distance you've made&lt;br /&gt;Has since lost its meaning&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I've meant to ration my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;To help quicken this sloth driven day&lt;br /&gt;As I wait, my joints slowly stiffen&lt;br /&gt;They're warning me that something is nearing&lt;br /&gt;Disaster...&lt;br /&gt;Disaster...&lt;br /&gt;Hailstorm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories like fireflies&lt;br /&gt;A green hue of imagery&lt;br /&gt;But much too random to see clearly&lt;br /&gt;And I don't recall much between you and me&lt;br /&gt;Grey and cloudy&lt;br /&gt;This tragedy plays itself over again in my mind&lt;br /&gt;What's my line&lt;br /&gt;Where are the cue cards&lt;br /&gt;Memorize my actions, my discourse&lt;br /&gt;Like a discontented fool...&lt;br /&gt;This just won't do&lt;br /&gt;It's no use&lt;br /&gt;These crushing days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absence made your heart bruise&lt;br /&gt;You're all bruise&lt;br /&gt;You're all bruise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoooo im tired&lt;br /&gt;had 8 kids over to play halo2&lt;br /&gt;its pretty hectic&lt;br /&gt;my room gets really, really&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;hot&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;8 sweaty guys yelling and killing&lt;br /&gt;its pretty rediculous&lt;br /&gt;w/e&lt;br /&gt;so i get the car tommarrow&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what ill do with my day&lt;br /&gt;its pretty funny how friendships slowly fall apart&lt;br /&gt;its all very intresting&lt;br /&gt;how people always become insensitive and forgot the past between themselves&lt;br /&gt;its all too painful&lt;br /&gt;and its all too deppressing and suffocating&lt;br /&gt;asphyxiate on words&lt;br /&gt;w/e&lt;br /&gt;tommarrows a brand new day ill have to worry about new shit&lt;br /&gt;and old shit&lt;br /&gt;all very boring and suicidally fun</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2006-10-30T22:27:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-31T03:29:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-31T03:29:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Watch you on the one's and two's&lt;br /&gt;Through a window in a well lit room&lt;br /&gt;Become a recluse&lt;br /&gt;And I blame myself cause I make things harder&lt;br /&gt;and you're just trying to help&lt;br /&gt;And when I wake up you're the first to call&lt;br /&gt;This is one more late night basement song&lt;br /&gt;and I'm so sore&lt;br /&gt;My voice has gone to hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is one more sleepless night because we don't believe in filler.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I could I'd sit this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is over when I say it's over)&lt;br /&gt;This is a lesson in procrastination&lt;br /&gt;I cut myself because I'm so frustrated&lt;br /&gt;And every single second that I put it off&lt;br /&gt;means another lonely night I gotta race the clock&lt;br /&gt;(I ignore it and it ignores me too)&lt;br /&gt;What say we go and crash your car?&lt;br /&gt;And every time I leave you go and lock the door&lt;br /&gt;So I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;I'm another day late and one year older&lt;br /&gt;It's failure by design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we just want sleep&lt;br /&gt;But this night is hell&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and sunk and I blame myself&lt;br /&gt;cause I make things hard and you were just trying to help&lt;br /&gt;I got no gas(no gas)&lt;br /&gt;Winding out my gears&lt;br /&gt;This is one more day on the verge of tears&lt;br /&gt;And now my head hurts(head hurts)&lt;br /&gt;And my health is a joke&lt;br /&gt;And now I gotta stop because the headphones broke&lt;br /&gt;We don't believe in filler&lt;br /&gt;baby, If I could I'd sit this out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;mylifeisasinkingholeofnothingness&lt;br /&gt;its so completely fucking mundane &lt;br /&gt;all i can do is inhale and choke&lt;br /&gt;halloween tommarrow&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;heartache again&lt;br /&gt;yay!!! &lt;br /&gt;boredom again&lt;br /&gt;sweet!&lt;br /&gt;people are really annoying&lt;br /&gt;OMGZ!!! LOLZ!&lt;br /&gt;yaaaaaaaaayness</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2006-10-28T00:13:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-28T00:18:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-28T00:18:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Listen to the fascist sing&lt;br /&gt;Take hope here&lt;br /&gt;War is elsewhere&lt;br /&gt;You were chosen&lt;br /&gt;This is god's land&lt;br /&gt;Soon well be free&lt;br /&gt;Of blot and mixture&lt;br /&gt;Seeds planted by our&lt;br /&gt;Forefathers hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mass of promises&lt;br /&gt;Begin to rupture&lt;br /&gt;Like the pockets&lt;br /&gt;Of the new world kings&lt;br /&gt;Like swollen stomachs&lt;br /&gt;In Appalachia&lt;br /&gt;Like the priests that fuck you&lt;br /&gt;As they whisper holy things&lt;br /&gt;A mass of tears have transformed to stones now&lt;br /&gt;Sharpened on suffering&lt;br /&gt;Woven into slings&lt;br /&gt;Hope lies in the rubble of this rich fortress&lt;br /&gt;Taking today what tomorrow never brings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the new sound&lt;br /&gt;Just like the old sound&lt;br /&gt;Just like the noose wound x2&lt;br /&gt;Over the new ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aint the new sound&lt;br /&gt;just like the old sound&lt;br /&gt;just like the noose wound&lt;br /&gt;over the new ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aint the new sound&lt;br /&gt;just like the old sound&lt;br /&gt;look at the noose now&lt;br /&gt;over the over the&lt;br /&gt;over the burning ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aint it funny how the factorys doors close&lt;br /&gt;Round the time that the school doors close&lt;br /&gt;Round the time that the doors of the jail cells&lt;br /&gt;Open up to greet you like the reaper&lt;br /&gt;Aint it funny how the factorys doors close&lt;br /&gt;Round the time that the school doors close&lt;br /&gt;Round the time that a hundred thousand jail cells&lt;br /&gt;Open up to greet you like the reaper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the new sound&lt;br /&gt;Just like the old sound&lt;br /&gt;Just like the noose wound&lt;br /&gt;Over the new ground&lt;br /&gt;Like ashes in the fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveit&lt;br /&gt;so yea&lt;br /&gt;i hate not being able to HATE&lt;br /&gt;it really tears me apart&lt;br /&gt;i was looking at trees yesterday&lt;br /&gt;just sitting there in the car thinking&lt;br /&gt;it was too cold to go outside&lt;br /&gt;so i sat in my car&lt;br /&gt;no music&lt;br /&gt;just sat there&lt;br /&gt;looked at these tress in the wind&lt;br /&gt;they looked so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;they scared me&lt;br /&gt;they looked like so many things&lt;br /&gt;large&lt;br /&gt;green, orange&lt;br /&gt;yellow&lt;br /&gt;red leaves&lt;br /&gt;grey clouds overcast&lt;br /&gt;and silken rays of sun pouring on to them&lt;br /&gt;it was honestly scary&lt;br /&gt;but yea&lt;br /&gt;so i hung out with dmat, ben and tim rielly yesterday&lt;br /&gt;pretty fun&lt;br /&gt;hmm so i cant wait till halloween&lt;br /&gt;im taking the effort to aquire liquor this weekend&lt;br /&gt;to supply me erin dustin and sarah with the means to enhance our experience&lt;br /&gt;itll be cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk what to dress up as&lt;br /&gt;itll be fun</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2006-10-25T20:04:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-26T00:10:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-26T00:10:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You sit there in your heartache&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on some beautiful boy to&lt;br /&gt;To save you from your old ways&lt;br /&gt;You play forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Watch him now, here he come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn’t look a thing like Jesus&lt;br /&gt;But he talks like a gentleman&lt;br /&gt;Like you imagine when you were young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we climb this mountain, I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;Higher now than ever before, I&lt;br /&gt;Know we can make it if we take it slow&lt;br /&gt;Thats thinkin easy, easy now, watch it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re burning down the highway skyline on the&lt;br /&gt;Back of a hurricane that started turning&lt;br /&gt;When you were young&lt;br /&gt;When you were young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes you close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And see the place where you used to live&lt;br /&gt;When you were young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say the devil's water, it ain’t so sweet&lt;br /&gt;You don’t have to drink right now&lt;br /&gt;But you can dip your feet&lt;br /&gt;Every once and a little while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sit there in your heartache&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on some beautiful boy to&lt;br /&gt;To save you from your old ways&lt;br /&gt;You play forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Watch him now, here he comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn’t look a thing like Jesus&lt;br /&gt;But he talks like a gentleman&lt;br /&gt;Like you imagine when you were young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Talks like a gentleman, like you imagine)&lt;br /&gt;When you were young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said he doesn’t look a thing like Jesus&lt;br /&gt;He doesn’t look a thing like Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more than you’ll ever know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;just got back from wrestling&lt;br /&gt;hurt my foot a bit&lt;br /&gt;ouch!!!&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;so i have a icy-hot patch on it&lt;br /&gt;idk if its working&lt;br /&gt;all i smell is menthol and thats it&lt;br /&gt;i think im doing something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;who knows!?&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;so idk what people want from me&lt;br /&gt;i.e. girls, and my mom&lt;br /&gt;its really irritating&lt;br /&gt;i just wish i could meet somebody my age&lt;br /&gt;and have a good relationship with that person&lt;br /&gt;its always odd to find that somebody younger than you&lt;br /&gt;likes you&lt;br /&gt;it throws you off balance&lt;br /&gt;i always find myself asking&lt;br /&gt;"wtf am i supposed to do, i cant just say fuck off"&lt;br /&gt;but apparently you can&lt;br /&gt;and im just too nice of a person to do that&lt;br /&gt;w/e&lt;br /&gt;im a "heartless asshole"&lt;br /&gt;w/e that means&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;im thinking about going to this movie club thing tommarrow&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;i probably wont go&lt;br /&gt;its creepy&lt;br /&gt;and i dont want to show up if its going to look creepy&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt really like mr smith anyways&lt;br /&gt;he was always a jerk to me&lt;br /&gt;so w/e&lt;br /&gt;hes a burntoutenglishteacherwhothefuckgivesashitabouthiscareer&lt;br /&gt;w/e&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaah im so bored&lt;br /&gt;i can take your pain away for 15 dollars a year&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;yes i can&lt;br /&gt;just call up&lt;br /&gt;im a hotline jesus&lt;br /&gt;most deff&lt;br /&gt;i should post my phone number with some emotional help jargin shit&lt;br /&gt;did i spell jargin right?&lt;br /&gt;probably not&lt;br /&gt;you guys should read Survivor by Chuck Palaniak or w/e &lt;br /&gt;he wrote fight club&lt;br /&gt;its mad good&lt;br /&gt;i should be a hotline jesus&lt;br /&gt;omg!&lt;br /&gt;and i should charge!</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2006-10-22T13:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-22T17:02:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-22T17:02:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">And now we proudly present&lt;br /&gt;Songs perverse and songs of lament&lt;br /&gt;A couple hymns of confession&lt;br /&gt;And songs that recognize our sick obsessions&lt;br /&gt;Sing along I'm on the ugly organ again&lt;br /&gt;Sing along I'm on the ugly organ&lt;br /&gt;So let's begin&lt;br /&gt;It's no use to keep a secret&lt;br /&gt;Everything I hide ends up in lyrics&lt;br /&gt;So read on, accuse me when you're done&lt;br /&gt;If it sounds like I did you wrong&lt;br /&gt;Our Father who art in heaven&lt;br /&gt;Save me from the wreck I'm about to drown in&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I learn anything&lt;br /&gt;Counting out my sins on rosary beads?&lt;br /&gt;The reverend plays on the ugly organ&lt;br /&gt;He spews out his sweet and sultry sermon&lt;br /&gt;On the audience&lt;br /&gt;So why do I think I'm any different?&lt;br /&gt;I've been making money off my indifference&lt;br /&gt;We all pass the hat around&lt;br /&gt;This is my body, this is the blood I found&lt;br /&gt;On my hands&lt;br /&gt;After I wrote this album&lt;br /&gt;Play if off as stigmata for cross over fans,&lt;br /&gt;Some red handed slight of hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pretty much this weekend sucked&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;yes it did&lt;br /&gt;i love my mom&lt;br /&gt;but im pretty sure shes trying to kill me or ruin my life&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to move out&lt;br /&gt;i hate it&lt;br /&gt;so me and lindsay didnt get to hang out this weekend at all&lt;br /&gt;it kinda sucked&lt;br /&gt;so yea&lt;br /&gt;eid is on tuesday i cant wait&lt;br /&gt;ive also been working with my dad&lt;br /&gt;and idk&lt;br /&gt;im usually in a good mood now&lt;br /&gt;except for when my mom frustrates me&lt;br /&gt;its really &lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;getting to me&lt;br /&gt;but wuteeeevvvsss&lt;br /&gt;so yea&lt;br /&gt;um&lt;br /&gt;bye</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2006-10-14T22:42:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-15T02:42:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-15T02:42:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Babe, baby, baby, I'm gonna leave you.&lt;br /&gt;I said baby, you know I'm gonna leave you.&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you when the summertime,&lt;br /&gt;Leave you when the summer comes a-rollin',&lt;br /&gt;Leave you when the summer comes along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe, babe, babe, babe, babe, babe, baby, mmm, baby&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna leave you,&lt;br /&gt;I ain't jokin' woman, I've got to ramble.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, baby, baby, I'll be leavin',&lt;br /&gt;Really got to ramble.&lt;br /&gt;I can hear it callin' me the way it used to do,&lt;br /&gt;I can hear it callin' me back ho--oo-ome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe, oh, Babe, I'm gonna leave you&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby, you know, I've really got to leave you&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I can hear it callin' me&lt;br /&gt;I said, don't you hear it callin' me the way it used to do?&lt;br /&gt;Oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, I know I'm never, never, never, never, never, never, never,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna leave you babe&lt;br /&gt;But, I got to go away from this place,&lt;br /&gt;I've got to quit you, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh!! Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, don't you hear it callin' me?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, woman, woman, I know, I know&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to have you back again&lt;br /&gt;And I know that one day baby, it's gonna really grow, yes it is.&lt;br /&gt;We gonna go walkin' through the park every day.&lt;br /&gt;Come what may, every day, oh&lt;br /&gt;My, my - my - my, my, my babe&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna leave you. Goin'&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna quit you baby&lt;br /&gt;It was really, really good.&lt;br /&gt;You made me happy every single day.&lt;br /&gt;But now... I've got to go away!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby,&lt;br /&gt;That's when it's callin' me&lt;br /&gt;I said that's when it's callin' me back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i was out last night&lt;br /&gt;mad fun&lt;br /&gt;hung out with heather for a few hours&lt;br /&gt;shes pretty cool&lt;br /&gt;deff looking forward to seing her more often&lt;br /&gt;its a key ingredient&lt;br /&gt;didnt have the car so i had to bike, soooo freezing&lt;br /&gt;but w/e&lt;br /&gt;i like biking, i love the cold weather too&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel so alive&lt;br /&gt;its just short of cutting, or doing extreme sports&lt;br /&gt;cold weather is amazing&lt;br /&gt;i love the leaves now&lt;br /&gt;their so hot&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;aka really pretty&lt;br /&gt;but im a guy so i cant say pretty&lt;br /&gt;or cute&lt;br /&gt;i have to say&lt;br /&gt;oh thats hot&lt;br /&gt;i hate typical guys&lt;br /&gt;their so unamusing and dumb&lt;br /&gt;grrr&lt;br /&gt;chris is really annoying me lately&lt;br /&gt;LIKE ALOT&lt;br /&gt;and idk what to do about it&lt;br /&gt;like hes been lying to me and stuff&lt;br /&gt;and i dont like it&lt;br /&gt;and idk hes just really not a steady person&lt;br /&gt;its all very strange&lt;br /&gt;yea and after hanging out with heather&lt;br /&gt;andrew demateo came and picked me up with jason langfelnar&lt;br /&gt;and we hung out with shannon and smoked and such&lt;br /&gt;watched fear and loathing in las vegas&lt;br /&gt;creepy movie about tripping on massive amounts of drugs&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt go to bed until 230, yea&lt;br /&gt;and so i had to work at 8 today&lt;br /&gt;so worked all day&lt;br /&gt;and i had the car&lt;br /&gt;but why does that matter when you cant even use it to go &lt;br /&gt;hang out with your friends&lt;br /&gt;i cant even go to joes to play poker&lt;br /&gt;but idk if i even want to&lt;br /&gt;and yea clara says shes over joe&lt;br /&gt;i know shes not&lt;br /&gt;but im glad shes really trying&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2006-10-08T05:20:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-08T05:28:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-08T05:28:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think we have an emergency &lt;br /&gt;I think we have an emergency&lt;br /&gt;If you thought I'd leave then you were wrong&lt;br /&gt;Because I won't stop holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are you listening?&lt;br /&gt;So are you watching me?&lt;br /&gt;If you thought I'd leave then you were wrong&lt;br /&gt;Because I won't stop holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an emergency&lt;br /&gt;So are you listening?&lt;br /&gt;And I can't pretend that I don't see this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really not your fault&lt;br /&gt;And no one cares to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;To talk about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause' I've seen love die way too many times &lt;br /&gt;When it deserved to be alive&lt;br /&gt;(When it deserved to be alive)&lt;br /&gt;I've seen you cry way too many times &lt;br /&gt;When you deserved to be alive&lt;br /&gt;Alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you give up every chance you get&lt;br /&gt;Just to feel new again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we have an emergency&lt;br /&gt;I think we have an emergency&lt;br /&gt;And you do your best to show me love&lt;br /&gt;But you don't know what love is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are you listening?&lt;br /&gt;So are you watching me?&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't pretend that I don't see this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really not your fault&lt;br /&gt;And no one cares to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;To talk about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause' I've seen love die way too many times &lt;br /&gt;When it deserved to be alive&lt;br /&gt;(When it deserved to be alive)&lt;br /&gt;I've seen you cry way too many times &lt;br /&gt;When you deserved to be alive&lt;br /&gt;Alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The scars they will not fade away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no one cares to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;To talk about it&lt;br /&gt;Cause' I've seen love die way too many times &lt;br /&gt;When it deserved to be alive&lt;br /&gt;(When it  dserved to be alive)&lt;br /&gt;I've seen you cry way too many times &lt;br /&gt;When you deserved to be alive&lt;br /&gt;Alive...&lt;br /&gt;(Alive...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea&lt;br /&gt;tonight&lt;br /&gt;im fuuuucked up&lt;br /&gt;so yea i worked a lot today, and i was told like 4 times by like 2people to call clara, b/c apparently she WANTED to talked to me, and like she told me last night to call at noon when she was home...annnnd we talked like for 2 minutes, and she said shed call me before the dance&lt;br /&gt;but dont tell me ur going to call if u dont, plz&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;so i wanted to hang out with heather today&lt;br /&gt;shes pretty cool, just being around a girl is fun&lt;br /&gt;and heather is cool&lt;br /&gt;so its even better&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;yea so didnt get nething i wanted today, &lt;br /&gt;fine with me&lt;br /&gt;but tonight&lt;br /&gt;my god&lt;br /&gt;so fun&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;so yea&lt;br /&gt;hey clara&lt;br /&gt;you should call more often&lt;br /&gt;im feeling a bit lonely over here</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2006-10-05T13:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-05T17:27:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-05T17:27:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Man the nerve of this bitch&lt;br /&gt;Pardon my French&lt;br /&gt;But it's been 10 days&lt;br /&gt;And I'm getting kind of light headed&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll write her a letter in a gentleman's way&lt;br /&gt;And send it with the hopes that she might get it&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I let her run all over me&lt;br /&gt;But all I think about is&lt;br /&gt;When she's here and holding me&lt;br /&gt;I love her&lt;br /&gt;She's the reason for the lesions&lt;br /&gt;Man I love her&lt;br /&gt;I start bleeding when she's leaving&lt;br /&gt;And every scar on my fingertip is a reminder of&lt;br /&gt;All the lessons learned&lt;br /&gt;All my missions trying to find her and&lt;br /&gt;I can't complain&lt;br /&gt;I kind of like the pain&lt;br /&gt;She ain't even got a name&lt;br /&gt;She just lives in my brain&lt;br /&gt;And says..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says she loves me&lt;br /&gt;But she comes and goes when she pleases&lt;br /&gt;When the door shuts&lt;br /&gt;It's like another papercut&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm stuck with a hand full of bandaids&lt;br /&gt;Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades&lt;br /&gt;Claims she loves me&lt;br /&gt;But she cuts me into pieces&lt;br /&gt;When I'm sewed up&lt;br /&gt;Here comes another papercut&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm stuck with a hand full of bandaids&lt;br /&gt;Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shes just a papercut&lt;br /&gt;so lets talk&lt;br /&gt;so i think im getting my hair cut today&lt;br /&gt;...its gotten too long&lt;br /&gt;im going away this weekend&lt;br /&gt;to highland falls&lt;br /&gt;with my friend chris&lt;br /&gt;it should be sweet&lt;br /&gt;ill have the car this weekend&lt;br /&gt;my sisters leaving tommarow&lt;br /&gt;so i can drive her car on friday and saturday&lt;br /&gt;and until i leave on sunday&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;i think ive changed alot of the last few ...like 6 months..ive become more, idk...not cold but like, i just dont care about much too much...its an okay feeling&lt;br /&gt;but i still have those thoughts that live in my mind&lt;br /&gt;people&lt;br /&gt;things&lt;br /&gt;mistakes&lt;br /&gt;the past&lt;br /&gt;all of it behind me&lt;br /&gt;it sucks&lt;br /&gt;i dont ever want to move on&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to finish what i started&lt;br /&gt;its so sad to see how immature i am&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to grow up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to stay 18 forever</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2006-10-04T18:35:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-04T22:35:37Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-04T22:35:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">She had something to confess to&lt;br /&gt;But you dont have the time so&lt;br /&gt;Look the other way&lt;br /&gt;You will wait until its over&lt;br /&gt;To reveal what youd never shown her&lt;br /&gt;Too little much too late&lt;br /&gt;Too long trying to resist it&lt;br /&gt;Youve just gone and missed it&lt;br /&gt;Its escaped your world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see that I am needing&lt;br /&gt;Begging for so much more&lt;br /&gt;Than you could ever give&lt;br /&gt;And I dont want you to adore me&lt;br /&gt;Dont want you to ignore me&lt;br /&gt;When it pleases you&lt;br /&gt;And Ill do it on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh&lt;br /&gt;i feel so to my  stomache&lt;br /&gt;fucking&lt;br /&gt;such a familiar feeling&lt;br /&gt;god im deppressing all over again&lt;br /&gt;FUUCK!!&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i know exactly why...so many fucking little things&lt;br /&gt;fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not about you clara, dont worry</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2006-10-04T15:59:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-04T20:02:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-04T20:02:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i can't remember when it was good&lt;br /&gt;moments of happiness elude&lt;br /&gt;maybe i just misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of the love we left behind&lt;br /&gt;watching the flash backs intertwine&lt;br /&gt;memories i will never find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll love whatever you become&lt;br /&gt;and forget the reckless things we've done&lt;br /&gt;i think our lives have just begun&lt;br /&gt;i think our lives have just begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel my world crumbling&lt;br /&gt;i feel my world crumbling&lt;br /&gt;i feel my soul crumbling away&lt;br /&gt;and falling away&lt;br /&gt;falling away with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying awake to chase a dream&lt;br /&gt;tasting the air you're breathing in&lt;br /&gt;i know i won't forget a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promise to hold you close and pray&lt;br /&gt;watching the fantasies decay&lt;br /&gt;nothing will ever stay the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of the love we threw away&lt;br /&gt;all of the hopes we cherished fade&lt;br /&gt;making the same mistakes again&lt;br /&gt;making the same mistakes again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can feel my world crumbling&lt;br /&gt;i can feel my life crumbling&lt;br /&gt;i can feel my soul crumbling away&lt;br /&gt;and falling away&lt;br /&gt;falling away with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of the love we've left behind&lt;br /&gt;watching the flash backs intertwine&lt;br /&gt;memories i will never find&lt;br /&gt;memories i will never find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday i had my first court ordered defensive driving class&lt;br /&gt;its 6 hours long&lt;br /&gt;but...i was smart enough to get it spread between two days&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;you can say it&lt;br /&gt;im fucking briiiliant&lt;br /&gt;so yea&lt;br /&gt;me and clara havent talked in a while&lt;br /&gt;i miss it&lt;br /&gt;it honestly gets me down so much&lt;br /&gt;idk why were not talking&lt;br /&gt;sure shes busy&lt;br /&gt;but...w/e idk how she feels about me or about anything anymore really&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can talk/see her...but seeing her would quite possibly be too much to ask for&lt;br /&gt;well CLARA WHEN YOU SEE THIS CALL ME!!!!!!! lol&lt;br /&gt;so yea&lt;br /&gt;bye</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2006-10-02T09:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-02T13:03:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-02T13:03:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so yea&lt;br /&gt;ive been thinking about a lot of things lately&lt;br /&gt;and im done with it&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like doing this over again&lt;br /&gt;it feels too much like home again&lt;br /&gt;too much like highschool and pain&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;whats better then just not giving a shit, not calling and not caring&lt;br /&gt;just like she does&lt;br /&gt;so im out</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2006-09-23T20:31:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-01T00:39:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-01T00:39:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">With blood shot eyes i watch you sleeping&lt;br /&gt;The warmth i feel beside me is slowly fading&lt;br /&gt;Would she hear me if i called her name&lt;br /&gt;Would she hold me, if she knew my shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres always something different going wrong&lt;br /&gt;The path i walk is in the wrong direction&lt;br /&gt;There's always someone fucking hanging on&lt;br /&gt;Can anybody help me make things better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your tears don't fall they crash around me&lt;br /&gt;Her conscience calls the guilty to come home&lt;br /&gt;Your tears don't fall they crash around me&lt;br /&gt;Her conscience calls the guilty to come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moments died, i hear no screaming&lt;br /&gt;The visions left inside me are slowly fading&lt;br /&gt;Would she hear me if i called her name&lt;br /&gt;Would she hold me if she knew my shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres always something different going wrong&lt;br /&gt;The path i walk is in the wrong direction&lt;br /&gt;There's always someone fucking hanging on&lt;br /&gt;Can anybody help me make things better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your tears don't fall they crash around me&lt;br /&gt;Her conscience calls the guilty to come home&lt;br /&gt;Your tears don't fall they crash around me&lt;br /&gt;Her conscience calls the guilty to come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This battered room i've seen before&lt;br /&gt;The broken bones they heal no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;With my last breath i'm choking&lt;br /&gt;Will this ever end i'm hoping&lt;br /&gt;My world is over one more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would she hear me if i called her name&lt;br /&gt;Would she hold me, if she knew my shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres always something different going wrong&lt;br /&gt;The path i walk is in the wrong direction&lt;br /&gt;There's always someone fucking hanging on&lt;br /&gt;Can anybody help me make things better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your tears don't fall they crash around me&lt;br /&gt;Her conscience calls the guilty to come home&lt;br /&gt;Your tears don't fall they crash around me&lt;br /&gt;Her conscience calls the guilty to come home&lt;br /&gt;Your tears don't fall they crash around me&lt;br /&gt;Her conscience calls the guilty to come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, had fun this weekend&lt;br /&gt;friday didnt do much&lt;br /&gt;but wedensday i got in a fight with my mom and stuff&lt;br /&gt;and then thursday she was in a mad good mood, and she asked me to clean her car...so i washed the outside for a few hours&lt;br /&gt;its odd, we get in to fights one day&lt;br /&gt;the next day shes all happy&lt;br /&gt;then the day after that we get in another fight&lt;br /&gt;its an ongoing cycle&lt;br /&gt;its strange&lt;br /&gt;but w/e&lt;br /&gt;so yea, but friday i went to a house party with steve, andrew shannon and chris&lt;br /&gt;so it was fun&lt;br /&gt;had a good time&lt;br /&gt;lol andrew was rediculously funny though&lt;br /&gt;ha&lt;br /&gt;but today is mad boring&lt;br /&gt;only cleaned all day&lt;br /&gt;but w/e im mad tired&lt;br /&gt;i tried to have some friends over to play games&lt;br /&gt;but it didnt work&lt;br /&gt;so im stuck her with joe doing nothing&lt;br /&gt;MAD BORING&lt;br /&gt;save me!!&lt;br /&gt;ooooh and i want a lip piercing SO bad</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2006-09-23T19:27:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-23T23:27:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-23T23:27:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Whatever poison's in this bottle will leave me broken sore and stiff.&lt;br /&gt;But it's the genie at the bottom who I'm sucking at. He owes me one last wish.&lt;br /&gt;So here's a present to let you know I still exist.&lt;br /&gt;I hope the next boy that you kiss has something terribly contagious on his lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got a plan (I got a plan)&lt;br /&gt;Drink (drift) for forty days and forty nights.&lt;br /&gt;A sip for every second-hand tick.&lt;br /&gt;And for every time you fed me the line, "you mean so much to me...".&lt;br /&gt;I'm without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell all the English boys you meet, 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;&lt;br /&gt;(And even if her plane)&lt;br /&gt;And even if her plane crashes tonight she'll find some way to disappoint me,&lt;br /&gt;by not burning in the wreckage, or drowning at the bottom of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;"Jess, I still taste you, thus reserve my right to hate you."&lt;br /&gt;And all this empty space that you create does nothing for my flawless sense of style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 8:45 (it's 8:45). The weather is getting better by the hour.&lt;br /&gt;(Rains all the time) I hope it rains there all the time.&lt;br /&gt;And if you ever said you miss me then don't say you never lied.&lt;br /&gt;I'm without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell all the English boys you meet, 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;&lt;br /&gt;Who would do anything you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it [x7]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more songs about you&lt;br /&gt;After this one, I am done&lt;br /&gt;You are, you are, you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell all the English boys you meet, 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, me and clara have been talking alot&lt;br /&gt;its pretty intresting, i never really thought about it too much&lt;br /&gt;but i really never stopped liking her&lt;br /&gt;that might be a reason why i didnt like your "dating" joe because he was a friend...and it was just awkward&lt;br /&gt;so yea...but i like her&lt;br /&gt;apparently she likes me so i hear from like all her friends&lt;br /&gt;and they all just...want me to ask her out&lt;br /&gt;i really really really want to, i could so easily picture myself calling her my girlfriend and going out to dinner and just chilling and w/e&lt;br /&gt;but...shes way too busy, and a boyfriend would be a huge commitment for her to make...so yea she needs to make a decision...to get what she wants straight&lt;br /&gt;but no matter what i wont ever leave her&lt;br /&gt;i dont wana lose her twice i guess&lt;br /&gt;i just really want to be happy with the right person, wich is deffinetly her...shes perfect</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2006-09-10T21:24:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-11T01:28:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-11T01:28:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Am I Wrong Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;Artist(Band): Brand New&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I Wrong Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I talk too much&lt;br /&gt;To myself&lt;br /&gt;And I turn my back on my faith&lt;br /&gt;It's like glass&lt;br /&gt;When we break&lt;br /&gt;I wish no one in my place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've seen&lt;br /&gt;You don't need their scenes&lt;br /&gt;When the cut goes in deep&lt;br /&gt;And i'm lost in sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stay&lt;br /&gt;In this place&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand&lt;br /&gt;When the room turns round&lt;br /&gt;On my fate&lt;br /&gt;You give no guarantees&lt;br /&gt;There's no promise&lt;br /&gt;I can keep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand&lt;br /&gt;I can't see my way&lt;br /&gt;I feel blind&lt;br /&gt;On my feet&lt;br /&gt;I can't stay too long&lt;br /&gt;Am I wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, lay the blame on love&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, lay the blame on love&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, lay the blame on love&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, lay the blame on love&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, lay the blame on love&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, lay the blame on love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired&lt;br /&gt;Of my mood&lt;br /&gt;And sleep comes&lt;br /&gt;With a knife, fork and a spoon&lt;br /&gt;You're so pale&lt;br /&gt;In your face&lt;br /&gt;You let life&lt;br /&gt;Get in your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've seen&lt;br /&gt;You don't need their scenes&lt;br /&gt;When the cut goes in deep&lt;br /&gt;And I'm lost in sleep&lt;br /&gt;Am I wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, lay the blame on love&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, lay the blame on love&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, lay the blame on love&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, lay the blame on love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this past weekend was pretty much amazing, im talking to clara alot&lt;br /&gt;and i absolutely love it&lt;br /&gt;one of the easiest people to talk to in the wholllleee world&lt;br /&gt;annnd my mom wasnt here this past weekend&lt;br /&gt;so it was good too,&lt;br /&gt;had a break&lt;br /&gt;because shes a maniac&lt;br /&gt;and i come home from great escape to her yelling&lt;br /&gt;i could tell she wasnt happy when i walked in b/c she had like&lt;br /&gt;a mad look on her face&lt;br /&gt;so i asked her what was wrong&lt;br /&gt;and she says&lt;br /&gt;"i cant take you anymore is whats wrong"&lt;br /&gt;so i just stand there&lt;br /&gt;blahblhab&lt;br /&gt;and apparently shes angry at me b/c i didnt pick up a few sticks outside, so shes threatining me with kicking me out and stop paying for the 3k a semester at hvcc&lt;br /&gt;so i told her to stop paying and i can be a bum and smoke pot and stuff&lt;br /&gt;i mean&lt;br /&gt;at least i wouldnt have to deal with her right?&lt;br /&gt;and then she starts talking about me killing little kids&lt;br /&gt;and...i just went to my room and cried&lt;br /&gt;i cant take this&lt;br /&gt;i really cant&lt;br /&gt;i need like another therapist&lt;br /&gt;fucking music and talking to clara doesnt help 100 percent&lt;br /&gt;...i really cant&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to do anymore&lt;br /&gt;life is just so boring and stressful&lt;br /&gt;it kills me in side&lt;br /&gt;and a night like this is begging to pull me apart!!!</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2006-08-29T02:07:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-29T06:09:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-29T06:09:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">She grew up in an indiana town&lt;br /&gt;Had a good lookin momma who never was around&lt;br /&gt;But she grew up tall and she grew up right&lt;br /&gt;With them indiana boys on an indiana night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well she moved down here at the age of 18&lt;br /&gt;She blew the boys away, it was more than theyd se en&lt;br /&gt;I was introduced and we both started groovin&lt;br /&gt;She said, I dig you baby but I got to keep movin&lt;br /&gt;...on, keep movin on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last dance with mary jane&lt;br /&gt;One more time to kill the pain&lt;br /&gt;I feel summer creepin in and im&lt;br /&gt;Tired of this town again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I dont know what Ive been told&lt;br /&gt;You never slow down, you never grow old&lt;br /&gt;Im tired of screwing up, Im tired of goin down&lt;br /&gt;Im tire of myself, Im tired of this town&lt;br /&gt;Oh my my, oh hell yes&lt;br /&gt;Honey put on that party dress&lt;br /&gt;Buy me a drink, sing me a song,&lt;br /&gt;Take me as I come cause I cant stay long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last dance with mary jane&lt;br /&gt;One more time to kill the pain&lt;br /&gt;I feel summer creepin in and im&lt;br /&gt;Tired of this town again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T heres pidgeons down in market square&lt;br /&gt;Shes standin in her underwear&lt;br /&gt;Lookin down from a hotel room&lt;br /&gt;Nightfall will be comin soon&lt;br /&gt;Oh my my, oh hell yes&lt;br /&gt;Youve got to put on that party dress&lt;br /&gt;It was too cold to cry when I woke up al one&lt;br /&gt;I hit the last number, I walked to the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last dance with mary jane&lt;br /&gt;One more time to kill the pain&lt;br /&gt;I feel summer creepin in and im&lt;br /&gt;Tired of this town again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i love tom petty&lt;br /&gt;that song always makes me wana cry&lt;br /&gt;im such a sap&lt;br /&gt;like honestly&lt;br /&gt;what guy can be so sensitive but also such an asshole&lt;br /&gt;w/e&lt;br /&gt;so yea just got back from germany&lt;br /&gt;wasnt that great, only met a few girls&lt;br /&gt;but ive noticed...that every single girl out there&lt;br /&gt;really...are all alike&lt;br /&gt;there are absolutley no girls that i have met or been with that are different&lt;br /&gt;its like a freaking ant farm or w/e&lt;br /&gt;its sad&lt;br /&gt;but yea ill update later my &lt;br /&gt;battery is on empty&lt;br /&gt;peace</content>
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    <title>dinneriscold @ 2006-05-16T19:08:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-16T23:10:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-16T23:10:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Cursive - ceiling crack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">There's no use going to Des Moines, I heard it's just like here. I guess it's just like everywhere. As for us, I guess we're not immune. Look at our same plain face. Still I assume this subject identity, shared with all the kids that qualify - and that's a pretty high percentage to embrace. But easier to classify, cause all my friends are in the same target group and all of them look like all of you. And they're restless in standstill, but they don't know where to go. They don't know. (I wish I could disappear my unwhole self away from here)...Now. I don't want to le it sit around. Just make it go away. Let it cure itself, let it be a cure for us. And if I never leave this hole make sure you bury me here with all my dead friends. We'll make a toast to the one's who ran away. Just get me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im sitting here&lt;br /&gt;eating sushi&lt;br /&gt;and drinking newmans own limeade&lt;br /&gt;its too tart&lt;br /&gt;but the sushi is good&lt;br /&gt;aaaand today was just like every other day&lt;br /&gt;incredibly &lt;br /&gt;fucking&lt;br /&gt;mundane&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;godamn&lt;br /&gt;like every other fucking day&lt;br /&gt;that i have ever lived to experience&lt;br /&gt;and yes&lt;br /&gt;i hate it&lt;br /&gt;im so angsty&lt;br /&gt;its scary&lt;br /&gt;its like&lt;br /&gt;Dear diary,&lt;br /&gt;my teenage angst bullshit has a body count&lt;br /&gt;hrm...&lt;br /&gt;i hate school&lt;br /&gt;more specifically people in it&lt;br /&gt;they are margay</content>
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