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  <title>serendipity&apos;s last serenade</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 20:46:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>friends cut</title>
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  <description>friends cut and reverse friends cut.&lt;br /&gt;so. i&apos;m only cutting people to which commenting/comments never happen between us. if i cut you and you are offended, let me know! :P it is not because i don&apos;t love you, it is because we NEVER talk! which is sad, but... life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, if you hate me or think i&apos;m a crazy retard, feel free to cut me. you don&apos;t have to let me know, but i&apos;d like too so i can remove you as well! ^o^ kekekeke. nice knowing you guys, see you around! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, I JUST REALIZED THAT THE SONG I WAS LISTENING ON LAST.FM IS LIKE... THE WORST THING THAT COULD POSSIBLY PLAY. i&apos;ll leave it because it&apos;s lol. but i don&apos;t hate anyone, kk.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 06:29:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>fools</title>
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  <description>as if i violently shook you from your dreams&lt;br /&gt;when i placed my hand in yours&lt;br /&gt;you were mine&lt;br /&gt;and everything was just okay&lt;br /&gt;and nothing more and nothing less&lt;br /&gt;those times, they were the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we dreamt the same dreams, &lt;br /&gt;lyrical chaos ripping me apart&lt;br /&gt;the threads hang like threatening daggers&lt;br /&gt;loosening laced hearts&lt;br /&gt;and lying in a jewelery box&lt;br /&gt;locked up for protection, coated with dried tears&lt;br /&gt;crystalized to give away&lt;br /&gt;like candied presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;re in my head&lt;br /&gt;in my life&lt;br /&gt;consuming everything i want&lt;br /&gt;i hate i hate the stumbling&lt;br /&gt;broken closets, skeletons hanging&lt;br /&gt;waiting for your face&lt;br /&gt;to fall to fall to fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember, never to hide your feelings&lt;br /&gt;the bitter thoughts that ghost through your head&lt;br /&gt;travel through your fingertips when you touch&lt;br /&gt;others&lt;br /&gt;who are smiling because they are fools&lt;br /&gt;and you are not</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 22:53:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the moon is closer than we think</title>
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  <description>seven digits dialed on the keypad&lt;br /&gt;lead me to your voice&lt;br /&gt;which resonates but is hard to understand&lt;br /&gt;yet it still syncs up with my heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;one two, skip, play&lt;br /&gt;pause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are sitting right next to me&lt;br /&gt;but there are miles between us&lt;br /&gt;as i look out the car window&lt;br /&gt;the moon&apos;s full shine hides&lt;br /&gt;all i want to see&lt;br /&gt;three four, rewind&lt;br /&gt;pause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the origami chains i gently wove&lt;br /&gt;are wet from the rain&lt;br /&gt;slowly drooping apart&lt;br /&gt;but your grin remains&lt;br /&gt;and never goes away&lt;br /&gt;make it go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one two, fast&lt;br /&gt;forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 21:08:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I APPLIED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DETAILS LATER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEFERMENT? I THINK SO. D:</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Sep 2009 01:43:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>cyborg</title>
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  <description>eat&lt;br /&gt;the first thing i hear&lt;br /&gt;out of my golden ear&lt;br /&gt;the programming in my mind&lt;br /&gt;replays it in four different languages&lt;br /&gt;i only find this funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until the insanity of colours&lt;br /&gt;as the music goes even more up side down&lt;br /&gt;i remember where i really am, this hospital&lt;br /&gt;with people with problems, but mine are real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m broken&lt;br /&gt;but not in that way&lt;br /&gt;its just that&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m a cyborg, okay?&lt;br /&gt;maintanence is overdue&lt;br /&gt;and this food, its the wrong thing&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to feel like this&lt;br /&gt;an empty world and an empty mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly, the ticking slows&lt;br /&gt;no one seems to realize&lt;br /&gt;how true it really is&lt;br /&gt;tubes down my throat&lt;br /&gt;are not the answer to the questions of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think&lt;br /&gt;they gave me a soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven&apos;t watched i&apos;m a cyborg but that&apos;s okay in about a year, but i was thinking about it today and this is what happened.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 03:04:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>voice</title>
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  <description>do the people who should care the most still care?&lt;br /&gt;as i stand here, envisioning this question&lt;br /&gt;in my mind, it involves a white curtain fluttering in an open window&lt;br /&gt;so high up from a beckoning ground, glowing streelights&lt;br /&gt;with tiny cars like tiny ants&lt;br /&gt;going about their lives&lt;br /&gt;as if mine does not exist&lt;br /&gt;and this is how it should be, so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the letters i ink with shaky hands stand in somber silhouette&lt;br /&gt;crying in their solitude, unable to create the words they mean&lt;br /&gt;they want, they love&lt;br /&gt;instead, i crumple the paper between tightened fists&lt;br /&gt;so hard i wish my palms would bleed the colour of my painted nails&lt;br /&gt;turn black and blue as the colour of my bruised feet&lt;br /&gt;tired from walking the endless stairs to get here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s not as good as i thought it would be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sounds i hear filtering through the luring wind&lt;br /&gt;whisper things in my head like do you know what you&apos;re doing&lt;br /&gt;do you want to know?&lt;br /&gt;well do i, as i smooth my wrinkled dress&lt;br /&gt;the edge of broken glass sinks into my feet and i balance&lt;br /&gt;at 23 degrees&lt;br /&gt;the ripped paper falls like confetti from my fingers&lt;br /&gt;spinning and dancing through gravity&apos;s grasp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;distantly the music turns to the whir of a siren&apos;s song&lt;br /&gt;but it&apos;s too late&lt;br /&gt;the letters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they&apos;re gone.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 03:29:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i refuse to title this</title>
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  <description>serendipity once said to me&lt;br /&gt;darling, when the time is old&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;ll see the sunset yawning up &lt;br /&gt;a dusty sort of gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will wash about the sky&lt;br /&gt;like a desert full of glowing sand&lt;br /&gt;not stopping for the smallest thing&lt;br /&gt;a reach we cannot understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serendipity once said to me&lt;br /&gt;darling, when time begins to fade&lt;br /&gt;you have to use your voice&lt;br /&gt;and sing the last serenade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so serendipity, she said to me&lt;br /&gt;vocalize the end of the world, please&lt;br /&gt;we know it&apos;s here and we know why&lt;br /&gt;as the leaves turn brown like the muddied sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serendipity once said to me&lt;br /&gt;darling, when it&apos;s time you&apos;ll see&lt;br /&gt;the beauty in every living thing&lt;br /&gt;the way that it&apos;s meant to be&lt;br /&gt;so sing the last serenade&lt;br /&gt;for time, of course, is on it&apos;s way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worst poem EVER&lt;br /&gt;will be back to fix later.&lt;br /&gt;i hate rhyming. why do people ask me to do it!?!? *cries*</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2009 02:17:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>that minute</title>
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  <description>the world was mine&lt;br /&gt;a thousand minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;when i thought, this will be okay&lt;br /&gt;and smiled like it was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was a happy place&lt;br /&gt;to stand and spin&lt;br /&gt;the rain would fall&lt;br /&gt;but it wouldn&apos;t touch me&lt;br /&gt;and my pale skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world was mine&lt;br /&gt;a thousand years ago&lt;br /&gt;when i thought, where will i be&lt;br /&gt;when i&apos;m old and dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was a good thing&lt;br /&gt;to sit and believe&lt;br /&gt;that i&apos;ll do everything&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve always wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it only lasts a minute;&lt;br /&gt;when the world is mine</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 11 Jun 2009 02:20:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>waiting in the heart parade</title>
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  <description>the day it rains hearts&lt;br /&gt;i pray that you will cut off your skull&lt;br /&gt;so they will land in your brain&lt;br /&gt;and you will understand that&lt;br /&gt;love &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and love just -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day it rains hearts&lt;br /&gt;i hope that you will open up your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and notice&lt;br /&gt;i have an umbrella&lt;br /&gt;for those who are afraid of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day it rains hearts&lt;br /&gt;i wish that you would let your own heart&lt;br /&gt;sync up with mine and&lt;br /&gt;that i&apos;m standing here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the down pour is so heavy&lt;br /&gt;i guess you just can&apos;t see me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i&apos;ll be waiting</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Apr 2009 20:46:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>MY FAN JUST ATTACKED MY HAND, AND NOW IT HURTS. T____T</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 25 Apr 2009 21:49:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Toki wo Kakeru Shoujo</title>
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  <description>&quot;The Girl Who Traveled Through Time&quot; roughly, I think?&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I just watched this movie. It was excellent (today was a movie day for me, haha)&lt;br /&gt;Really, I almost cried... and I liked the ending, but I think it could have been better - however, the movie is really great. I&apos;d recommend it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P-COrxG9fCE&quot;&gt;I stole&apos;d this&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_goku_the_saru&apos; lj:user=&apos;goku_the_saru&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://goku-the-saru.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://goku-the-saru.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;goku_the_saru&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ~ ahhh, I love this movie! :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Apr 2009 05:30:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>just because, han-ryu</title>
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  <description>it&apos;s there in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;i wake up sewing themes&lt;br /&gt;in my mind as i get dressed&lt;br /&gt;school awaits and i&apos;m over it&lt;br /&gt;thinking where i could be&lt;br /&gt;should be&lt;br /&gt;and what i should be&lt;br /&gt;and glad i&apos;m not&lt;br /&gt;the same as them&lt;br /&gt;hidden in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;if you notice, congratulations&lt;br /&gt;smile, pose, twirl and say&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s who i love it&apos;s just that simple&lt;br /&gt;always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;its fun and sort of weird&lt;br /&gt;and i like it just because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i wrote this poem randomly because i thought the word han-ryu was pretty. xD</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Apr 2009 03:12:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sonnet D:</title>
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  <description>I had to write a sonnet for Literature, and I am dreadful at writing poetry when I don&apos;t want to and am not inspired... so can you guys give me any tips or pointers and honestly tell me if it&apos;s any good, please? The rhyme scheme is a b b a c d d c e f f e g g. The beat per line is supposedly 5, although I found three beats for a few of them, they can all match a clapped five beat pace. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, can you tell me what you think it means? I&apos;m really interested to know what people think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mismatched Key&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the world today to see&lt;br /&gt;A place in which I knew was dead and gone&lt;br /&gt;It really looked like what you did, was done&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of a place that has no key.&lt;br /&gt;So when I looked behind you&apos;d become lost&lt;br /&gt;These wings, my heart, you took them all away&lt;br /&gt;I gave them all to you because that day&lt;br /&gt;I knew I&apos;d have to act at such a cost.&lt;br /&gt;Your freedom from the world, a tiny cage&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s something I&apos;m afraid you cannot keep&lt;br /&gt;Go back into your never-ending sleep&lt;br /&gt;And dream the world that is your final stage,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The lock that you had broken, now replaced&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sits linking chains around our last embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meaning: A human who used to be an angel but gave it up to help the world who is stuck in an endless redundant life, y&apos;know, like the circle of life. So basically earth is resembled as a being, and the angel and the earth are in love. So the angel will always be trapped in the tiny cage that is earth, but they love each other so it&apos;s okay?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2009 06:01:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/super_junior/1014050.html&quot;&gt;http://community.livejournal.com/super_junior/1014050.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*strokes chin and hmms and huhs and hahs and...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG WUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m still thinking of how to think about this? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will come back and post my two cents later! they won&apos;t be anything bad, i promise. :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 08:17:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i&apos;m alive</title>
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  <description>floating past my nose&lt;br /&gt;there is a puff ball of fuzz&lt;br /&gt;lost from the pillow fight&lt;br /&gt;i just had with this ghost&lt;br /&gt;of the one i loved&lt;br /&gt;a long time ago&lt;br /&gt;but love is really something&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i turn the switch up&lt;br /&gt;i think it&apos;s insanity&lt;br /&gt;with the lights off, much more natural&lt;br /&gt;they think weird things of me&lt;br /&gt;when i don&apos;t come in until invited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it&apos;s just the truth&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ll say what i know but i&apos;m not hungry&lt;br /&gt;and i&apos;ll hang upside down on the playground monkey bars&lt;br /&gt;with a black eye and ideas&lt;br /&gt;of how to solve my viewpoint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i wake up at night&lt;br /&gt;and put on sunglasses at day&lt;br /&gt;do you think you know me&lt;br /&gt;or do you wish you did&lt;br /&gt;but it&apos;s okay&lt;br /&gt;to say i love&lt;br /&gt;or you like&lt;br /&gt;because i&apos;m still alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, another vampire-ish poem. and one right after the other! fresh out of the thinker. i&apos;m on a role at 4:16 AM. I&apos;VE BEEN IN A VAMPIRE MOOD LATELY.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 08:12:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>answer</title>
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  <description>bubble hearts and chairs of life&lt;br /&gt;tip the vial of this cerebral poison&lt;br /&gt;it stings in the back of your throat&lt;br /&gt;as it gently runs down, like a foamy bath&lt;br /&gt;you settle into feather soft thought-waves&lt;br /&gt;who had to die for this&lt;br /&gt;who had to lie for this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and where are we going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inside these globes, fragile things&lt;br /&gt;a world alone stands and whispers&lt;br /&gt;along the spinal cord it shivers&lt;br /&gt;the song of memory and of living&lt;br /&gt;give me a wing and i&apos;ll find the other&lt;br /&gt;give me a reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i&apos;ll give you the answer.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 03:41:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Friends Cut ^o^</title>
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  <description>Hiiiiiiiiii. I&apos;m gonna do a friends cut! It&apos;s just because I feel like I have a lot of people I don&apos;t keep in contact with much anymore... so if I cut you and you&apos;d still like to be on my journal, please let me know. :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2009 03:35:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>and then everything was white</title>
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  <description>and then everything was white&lt;br /&gt;the click clack of keys typing, was the only thing i could hear&lt;br /&gt;and even that was fading&lt;br /&gt;where am i? i thought&lt;br /&gt;i am in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if this is heaven,&lt;br /&gt;i continue to travel down&lt;br /&gt;and everything is white, the tree trunks&lt;br /&gt;the leaves the water, my hands, my garments&lt;br /&gt;pinpoints and cracks gave outlines&lt;br /&gt;but it was so white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i blinked&lt;br /&gt;i think it was the first time i&apos;d actually blinked&lt;br /&gt;a large cat stood before me, much larger than myself&lt;br /&gt;&quot;hello,&quot; it said, licking it&apos;s paw&lt;br /&gt;&quot;hello,&quot; i echoed&lt;br /&gt;&quot;are you new here,&quot; it asked, giant golden eye looking at me&lt;br /&gt;the first thing that is not white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;i think so. am i in heaven?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;there was laughter and the cat dissolved&lt;br /&gt;it became a flock of monarch butterflies, orange and black&lt;br /&gt;the second thing that is not white&lt;br /&gt;&quot;are you in heaven? no one&apos;s that silly these days,&quot; the chorus of voices&lt;br /&gt;laughs as they disappear, diving into the river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curiously, but i think i can&apos;t really feel&lt;br /&gt;i squat down beside the blue-ish tinted river&lt;br /&gt;feeling like i&apos;m in a box that is large, but still boxed&lt;br /&gt;the fish swimming against the torrent struggle,&lt;br /&gt;and the butterflies have disappeared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get up and keep walking,&lt;br /&gt;my vision is starting to show more colour&lt;br /&gt;but still something is wrong&lt;br /&gt;i almost pass by a person, but they look like a stone carving&lt;br /&gt;&quot;hello,&quot; they said&lt;br /&gt;&quot;hello,&quot; i echoed, &quot;where am i?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;you&apos;re at the end.&quot; replied the person,&lt;br /&gt;i could not tell their gender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;the end?&quot; i queried&lt;br /&gt;&quot;yes, there is nothing more for you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i continue to walk&lt;br /&gt;in hopes of finding something more&lt;br /&gt;but it&apos;s so empty here&lt;br /&gt;and it really is still white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;i think i can feel again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of pictured hell when I wrote this, and what it might be like. A terrible, voidless place, that allows you no feeling, and you&apos;re stuck there forever. It could be heaven, too, seen in the wrong light.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2009 02:28:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Hallo! I&apos;m &lt;a href=&quot;http://i491.photobucket.com/albums/rr279/lattethekillie/Photography/yay2.png&quot;&gt;Gwyndolyn&lt;/a&gt;, a crazy high school senior who is obsessed with words and &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ottens.co.uk/gatehouse/images/technology/Costal+trading+outpost+-+Ferreutian+island+chain_EOW_Infran.jpg&quot;&gt;airships&lt;/a&gt;. :) Currently, I love &lt;i&gt;KPOP&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;JPOP/ROCK&lt;/i&gt; is a close second. I also fandom Doctor Who, Dr. Horrible&apos;s Sing-Along Blog, Chrestomanci (Christopher is MINE, case closed), Castle, Firefly, and anything by Diana Wynne Jones. I have a dollfie by name of &lt;a href=&quot;http://i491.photobucket.com/albums/rr279/lattethekillie/Photography/killie6.png&quot;&gt;Killian&lt;/a&gt;. I&apos;m generally outgoing, and I have a tendency to speak before I think. I love fashion (STEAMPUNK, decora, K-fashion, punk lolita, and visual) and the colour pink and attics. I have three lovely &lt;a href=&quot;http://i491.photobucket.com/albums/rr279/lattethekillie/Photography/June%2009/ferts2.png&quot;&gt;ferrets&lt;/a&gt; (ask me for their names ^^;) and a horse named Amyrillas (in the process of getting a decent picture); I ride Dressage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m the girl who wants to take over the world with bubble guns and alarm clocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#EF0E56&quot;&gt;i&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• steampunk&lt;br /&gt;• in love with words; a writer/poet&lt;br /&gt;• born on December 9th&lt;br /&gt;• mercurial, dilettantish, anachronistic, &amp; fashion-forward&lt;br /&gt;• a collector of stringlights, alarm clocks, dolphins &amp; unicorns, movie tickets, masks, bubble/ray guns, &amp; winged hearts/eggs&lt;br /&gt;• bloodtype AB + ram/sagittarius&lt;br /&gt;• a young female who stands at 5.8&apos; proudly, with green eyes, red hair, and fair skin&lt;br /&gt;• a pianist &amp; novice music connoisseur&lt;br /&gt;• a robot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#EF0E56&quot;&gt;f&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ind me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last.fm; last.fm/user/killie_latte&lt;br /&gt;pandora; pandora.com/people/o.statics_dreamingworld&lt;br /&gt;myspaceship; myspace.com/nuclearlove780&lt;br /&gt;facebook; facebook.com/killielatte&lt;br /&gt;twitter; twitter.com/_planetwalker&lt;br /&gt;dreamwidth; killielatte.dreamwidth.org/&lt;br /&gt;msn; planet.walker@live.com&lt;br /&gt;email; killielatte@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.soompi.com/forums/index.php?showuser=305075&quot;&gt;soompi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.denofangels.com/forums/member.php?u=29755&quot;&gt;DOA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#EF0E56&quot;&gt;m&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;e myself &amp; i&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/killie_latte/pic/000gw646&quot;&gt;i am&lt;/a&gt; ~ &lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/killie_latte/pic/000gthdz&quot;&gt;a camwhore&lt;/a&gt;. fair warning. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#EF0E56&quot;&gt;L&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;OVE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MUSIC;&lt;/b&gt; SHINee, F.T Island, Super Junior, Big Bang, 2NE1, Girls&apos; Generation, Clazziquai, SS501, 2PM/AM/One Day, Epik High, NewS, Tackey &amp; Tsubasa, Arashi, AAA, Morning Musume, Capsule, An Cafe, 12012, Vidoll, Alice Nine, TM Revolution, Plastic Tree, Aural Vampire, MUCC, Janne Da Arc, Kalafina, Becca, Franz Ferdinand, Muse, abingdon boys school, Kim Sarang, Yozoh, The Cinematic Orchestra, Psapp, Craig Armstrong, Sakanaction, Vistlip, Brown Eyed Girls, The Tea Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#EF0E56&quot;&gt;l&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ikes:&lt;/i&gt; raving, dollfies, cats, airships, photography (Polaroid), traveling &amp; doing new things, dragons, vanilla or jasmine scents, writing, playing piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#EF0E56&quot;&gt;d&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;islikes:&lt;/i&gt; ignorance, laziness, procrastination, most romance, unhealthy foods, my lack of money, tmj, people, pity, writer&apos;s block, sleeping, eating, getting up in the morning, ridiculous questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#EF0E56&quot;&gt;m&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;isc&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I am drawn toward young male protagonists that are much more mature and smart than their age should permit (Artemis Fowl, Ciel, T.S Spivet); they are just cool! &lt;br /&gt;• I love unicorns, and I must collect them. &lt;br /&gt;• I love masks, skeletal structures of animals, and antlers; they are queer interests of mine. &lt;br /&gt;• I can play the piano but I&apos;m not good at reading notes&lt;br /&gt;• I really, really want a &lt;a href=&quot;http://animals.nationalgeographic.com/staticfiles/NGS/Shared/StaticFiles/animals/images/primary/wallaby-baby.jpg&quot;&gt;wallaby&lt;/a&gt; for a pet. Someday. I also want a hedgehog.&lt;br /&gt;• I&apos;m a terrible driver... WATCH OUT! ^^;&lt;br /&gt;• My nervous/random habit is touching or pressing at my eyelashes.&lt;br /&gt;• My dream is to be a movie director; publish a novel; open a coffeehouse; compose music.&lt;br /&gt;• I have been to Africa (South Africa, Botswana, and Zambia).&lt;br /&gt;• I don&apos;t deal well with any sort of oppression. I wish it wasn&apos;t like this, but my brain automatically goes &quot;I don&apos;t want too&quot; when it becomes necessary or someone nags/forces me.&lt;br /&gt;• I love the Victorian and Edwardian lifestyle. I am anachronistic on the account that so long as I was born in high Society, I would give anything to be born in those times.&lt;br /&gt;• I do prefer to be barefoot in most places.&lt;br /&gt;• I need at least 6 alarms to get up in the morning, on a good day.&lt;br /&gt;• However, I like to get up early.&lt;br /&gt;• I am like a cat.&lt;br /&gt;• I don&apos;t really have celebrity crushes or any desire to marry the boys I like in fandoms. I don&apos;t know if this is normal; I&apos;d rather just watch them from afar or perchance be their friend? :3&lt;br /&gt;• I draw on the occasion, but my skills are out of practice.&lt;br /&gt;• I sort of have an obsession with my nails...&lt;br /&gt;• I &lt;i&gt;LOVE&lt;/i&gt; DIRIGIBLES. I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH :D.&lt;br /&gt;• My natural hair colour is ash blonde. SO fugly. I will never let it see the light of day. :P&lt;br /&gt;• I don&apos;t know why I type some words with their British spelling.&lt;br /&gt;• I love oriental dragons. They kick the ass of European dragons any day.&lt;br /&gt;• I believe in reincarnation. :)&lt;br /&gt;• Romantic love is not high on my list of needs. Friendship love is. ♥&lt;br /&gt;• I like to read weird, unpopular books - I am a very picky reader - and also, I have more non-fiction under my wing than fiction (sadly).&lt;br /&gt;• I love strawberries (and watermelon D:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#EF0E56&quot;&gt;f&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;avourites&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;food:&lt;/b&gt; thai. small amounts of white chocolate. green tea flavoured seaweed (wut? :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;drink:&lt;/b&gt; bubble tea. FUZE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;time of day:&lt;/b&gt; early morning until about noon. then sunset. anytime it&apos;s light out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;day of week:&lt;/b&gt; thursday (traditional hang out day with raeven!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;month of year:&lt;/b&gt; october&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;number:&lt;/b&gt; 3 and 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;colour:&lt;/b&gt; pink and purple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;animal:&lt;/b&gt; dolphins, unicorns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;subject:&lt;/b&gt; english/literature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;author:&lt;/b&gt; diana wynne jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;movie:&lt;/b&gt; constantine, chocolat, spirited away, wanted, up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;actor:&lt;/b&gt; keanu reeves, &lt;a href=&quot;http://cache.daylife.com/imageserve/07AH01ca3n8uG/610x.jpg&quot;&gt;ezra miller&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAOCIAO BABES. ♥</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2009 01:22:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>totally pointless behaviour. i&apos;m so terrible D:</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://i25.tinypic.com/21omrtw.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tara showed me this...&lt;br /&gt;Pink underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDK but it makes me happy. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: will be replying to comments, and i read entries... life&apos;s been a pain in the ass. i should start commenting. *shuffles into a corner*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS2: I HATEHATEHATEEE photobucket. wtf. it never uploads ANYTHING for me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS3: lol, I&apos;m so full of hate today. =.=</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Mar 2009 20:42:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://asianfanatics.net/forum/Sunrise-Keanu-Reeves-Zeal-Clinched-Cowboy-Bebop-Deal-talk638417.html&quot;&gt;CHECK THIS OUT OMFG... it&apos;s a rumour, but Keanu Reeves acting in a Cowboy Bebop live action? DREAM COME TRUE. KTHXBAI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2009 05:04:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i think it&apos;s violent, the letter v for---</title>
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  <description>you smile at me with shady eyes&lt;br /&gt;but i know what you&apos;re thinking&lt;br /&gt;wrapping a bike chain around loose fists&lt;br /&gt;i know what you&apos;re thinking&lt;br /&gt;but do you know what i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about&lt;br /&gt;the warmth i find at the corner of my lips&lt;br /&gt;from the cuts at the corner of my wrists&lt;br /&gt;and the wrinkles at the corner of your eyes&lt;br /&gt;where you smiled,&lt;br /&gt;smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balance the umbrella on the tip of your finger&lt;br /&gt;add a fishbowl, coy&lt;br /&gt;no, you&apos;re not the cat in the hat&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;re just bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you smile at me with shady eyes&lt;br /&gt;and take my hand, yours and mine&lt;br /&gt;with the blood you&apos;ve stolen from me&lt;br /&gt;you know what i&apos;m thinking&lt;br /&gt;but do you know what you&apos;re doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wrapping gauze around the damage&lt;br /&gt;and the edges of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;are the edges of the cliff&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m standing on the edge of your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me&lt;br /&gt;thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you smile at me with shady eyes&lt;br /&gt;and the blood and the smile&lt;br /&gt;you still don&apos;t know what it means</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2009 03:27:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;102&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it gets funny when the sheep toy is revealed. lol.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2009 02:46:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>LOL. The seven-seas remix of Survivor makes me think of &lt;i&gt;TRIGUN&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, c&apos;mon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s so Trigun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. I love it. xD</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Mar 2009 04:29:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>high</title>
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  <description>your voice is fading in my ear&lt;br /&gt;drenched in blood from listening too much&lt;br /&gt;but to tell the truth my lips are just as chapped&lt;br /&gt;from abuse and misuse and the cobwebs on my eyelashes&lt;br /&gt;tell you one thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;re&lt;br /&gt;losing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so high up&lt;br /&gt;far upon a place only the tall can reach&lt;br /&gt;with spindly stairs and curled up spiders&lt;br /&gt;that stopped breathing when they realized&lt;br /&gt;there&apos;s no chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with sharpened senses and teeth that cause&lt;br /&gt;my lips to bleed&lt;br /&gt;i go blind, and i can&apos;t see&lt;br /&gt;only can i hear, your voice fading&lt;br /&gt;if i could speak i&apos;d tell you one thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;re&lt;br /&gt;losing it</description>
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