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  <title>Let's paint the town black</title>
  <subtitle>Derranged comfort</subtitle>
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    <name>etceteranoire</name>
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  <updated>2005-07-28T12:42:53Z</updated>
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    <title>Ech</title>
    <published>2005-07-28T12:42:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-28T12:42:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #eeeeee" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Advanced Global Personality Test Results&lt;br&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Extraversion&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;60%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Stability&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;33%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Orderliness&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;46%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Altruism&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt; 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&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Sexuality&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Peter pan complex&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Physical security&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Physical Fitness&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;17%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Histrionic&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;83%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Paranoia&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Vanity&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Hypersensitivity&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Female cliche&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/global-adv.html"&gt;Take Free Advanced Global Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:etceteranoire:13538</id>
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    <title>I'm back...for now</title>
    <published>2005-07-28T01:47:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-28T01:48:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Ziggy Stardust" bauhaus</lj:music>
    <content type="html">A long computerless summer it has been. It was no help for my flimsy social skills. I had nothing else to do but go out onto that god forsaken world and meet other people which turned out to depress me every time. No one called but my beloved and some friends which was mainly out of boredom. I'm not needed by anyone so thats why I figured being a loner aint that bad. It wasn't but it was just so dull, but it was forced on me being that most of my "friends" cant even stand me. &lt;br /&gt;Whatever life must go on or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway a total recap of my summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akon 16&lt;br /&gt;- funner than last year's, I wasn't alone this time.&lt;br /&gt;$1000 shopping spree&lt;br /&gt;- clooothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.....thats it</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:etceteranoire:13101</id>
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    <title>Updatee</title>
    <published>2005-05-13T17:36:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-13T17:36:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ah yes I've organized my Gothic lolita costume for A-kon. Man I feel so down in the gutter. I think I failed Comp Lit. bleh Please let me hang on by a string. I want to go to A-kon, bad!!&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only salvation this summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please oh please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph I'm begging, aren't I a pathetic little oaf.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:etceteranoire:12873</id>
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    <title>As for now</title>
    <published>2005-05-03T21:05:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-03T21:05:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>94.5</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Small moments on a little box like this are meant to cherish once your other was flung out into the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last few days worked out quite well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to battle of the bands with Yuri. Lordy if you were there you'd be wet in an instant. Can't wait till the next comes around, and maybe next year me, Yuri, and Desi might be up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother took me to a weird ass church service. You know the ones where there's this really hyped up guy preaching to everyone. Old ladies were jumping and screaming for this guy. My mother's main reason for this is my salvation. How stupid, but at least she's giving a shit aout me these days. Not for the right reason, but you know atleast something.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just happy no panties were thrown at the air. *shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats as much as I'll include for now kids.&lt;br /&gt;~Bai</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:etceteranoire:12550</id>
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    <title>Wtf, seriously!</title>
    <published>2005-04-29T17:14:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-29T17:14:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bright eyes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sorry I haven't updated in that last few days. My mother did the most psychotic thing. She threw out my bloody hardrive. Literally threw it out. Not a fun motherly thing eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, I'll be fine. The computer isn't my life, just my free time.&lt;br /&gt;I've been stuck to my DDR pad as of recently. I'm getting pretty good being the incapable piggy I am.&lt;br /&gt;Glad to be back on a tumor inducing box once more even if it for a short while. Mmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back bitches</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:etceteranoire:12244</id>
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    <title>I should've lunged it at her spine</title>
    <published>2005-04-25T11:27:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-25T11:27:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>N/A</lj:music>
    <content type="html">All I can feel is rage, for someone I'm fed up with. I do what I can for this person but no they want more. For their age they will do anything to bring a child down. Big insecurities there. Just for acting the way I am, I deserve to get punish. Well I ain't taking anymore pointless shit like this. Elders my ass, they deserve no respect or help from me. I won't give out my generousity because without it they'd be out in the cold. They might not even think of it with their oversized ego but it's true. I help them out and tend to them when I can. Hell, I forgave them when they take from me. I'm fed up and I can't take this crap. Threaten me all they want, it's not like they're going to believed anyway. They aren't cared for in this house so why do they keep coming back. That one night long ago when I turned homicidal, gripping that kitchen knife. I Should've lunged it at her spine and watched them bleed. That's how I was inside whenever I was too close to them. Bleeding to death after being stabbed in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So congratulation, I hope it all feels like an accomplishment. Whoever you are, you know but you'll deny it. Consider yourself the angel in this but you're not. You're the hell in my life, and I do literally want you 6 feet under. Don't worry, all emotional connection to you has been cut off. You're just a stranger to me now. Leave this place and live your own life. Fend for yourself and get away from here. You hate us so it shouldn't be much of a problem. Go now you don't belong here anymore, black sheep.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:etceteranoire:11817</id>
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    <title>No Lies, Just Love</title>
    <published>2005-04-23T02:08:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-23T02:08:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"No lies, just love" by Bright Eyes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">~&lt;br /&gt;It was in March of the winter&lt;br /&gt;I turned seventeen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I bought those pills&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would need&lt;br /&gt;I worote a letter&lt;br /&gt;to my family&lt;br /&gt;Said it's not your fault&lt;br /&gt;And you've been good to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just lately I've been feeling&lt;br /&gt;Like I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;Like the ground's not mine to walk upon&lt;br /&gt;And I've heard that music&lt;br /&gt;Echo through the house&lt;br /&gt;Where my grandmother drank&lt;br /&gt;By herself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I sat Watching a flower&lt;br /&gt;As it was withering&lt;br /&gt;I was embarrassed by it's honesty&lt;br /&gt;So I'd prefer to be remembered as a&lt;br /&gt;Smiling face&lt;br /&gt;Not this fucking wreck&lt;br /&gt;That's taken it's place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please forgive what I have done&lt;br /&gt;No you won't stay mad at the settng sun&lt;br /&gt;Cause we all get tired, I mean eventually&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing left to do but sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But spring came bearing sunlight&lt;br /&gt;Those persuasive rays&lt;br /&gt;So I gave myself a few more days&lt;br /&gt;My salvation it came, quite suddenly&lt;br /&gt;When Justin spoke very plainly&lt;br /&gt;He said "Of course it's your decision,&lt;br /&gt;But jsut so youk now&lt;br /&gt;If you decide to leave&lt;br /&gt;Soon I will follow"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this for a baby&lt;br /&gt;Who was yet to be born&lt;br /&gt;My brother's first child&lt;br /&gt;I hope that womb's not too warm&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's cold out here&lt;br /&gt;And it'll be quite a shock&lt;br /&gt;To breathe this air&lt;br /&gt;To discover loss&lt;br /&gt;So I'd like to make some changes&lt;br /&gt;Before you arrive&lt;br /&gt;So when your new eyes meet mine &lt;br /&gt;They won't see no lies&lt;br /&gt;Just love&lt;br /&gt;Just love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be pure&lt;br /&gt;No, no, I know I will be pure&lt;br /&gt;Like snow, like gold</content>
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    <title>etceteranoire @ 2005-04-19T18:20:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-19T23:20:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-19T23:20:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Well finally that tsunami of depression dimmed out. Now I'm feelin a bit better after a good nuzzling with Joy's bosom. They feels so gewd! Also the face on her boyfriend was priceless, which made me nuzzle in deeper between them. Man it's odd, she's taken but I still love her. She's gorgeous and her hips are to die for. Meh, I'll wait for my chance later on. On another nerdy note: My little bud Mikey gave me all of his yu gi oh cards and some pokemon cards which was positively delightful. I'm still orgasming from the sight, and worse (or way freakin better!) The making of a hellsing OVA was confirmed, thus I am now sexed up and in need of letting out major sexual tension. Last but not least &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:etceteranoire:11409</id>
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    <title>Nothing worse...Nothing better</title>
    <published>2005-04-19T01:15:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-19T01:18:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Suicide Party"by Vendetta Red</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This whole I'v had this spontanious feeling. It wouldn't go away. I felt alone and betrayed. I was insulted and ignored. Some tried to console me but I didn't listen nor did I care if they wanted to help. I felt hollow and distant from everything else. I only felt a stabbing pain that wouldn't go away...allover my chest and torso. Like I was impaled by a all these spikes or rusty blades in a deep hole, quiet with me just staring off into the distance as I bled to death. Images of my skin Cut up with long endless gashes kept coming. I hated everyone and everything, I hated myself and everything I had or didn't have. My eyes wouldn't stop tearing as My own voices and those I considered my friends wouldn't stop reminding me about how no one was there, everyone betrayed me for someone better. How they never thought of me. Like I never existed. It wouldn't stop hurting, I just wanted to bash my head onto the brick wall. Till there was nothing but crished skull and my brain bits splattered on the pavement. I had no one, no one liked me or loved me in that certain way. They were caught up with someone else who was caught up with someone else. The atomic bomb of bad self image hit the gloomy polluted land that is my mind. I now just want to starve myself, that'll amke everything better...for their sake. I should stay quite and sad. They'll build up sympathy and think of me as a mystery but it will also wipe my existance from their mind. It wouldn't be a problem, it's better off that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I find myself..crying again, thinking about it again.</content>
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    <title>That is why I love you</title>
    <published>2005-04-18T22:29:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-18T22:29:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Beautiful Freak" by Eels</lj:music>
    <content type="html">You’re such a beautiful freak&lt;br /&gt;I wish there were more just like you&lt;br /&gt;You’re not like all of the others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is why I love you&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful freak, beautiful freak&lt;br /&gt;That is why I love you&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful freak, beautiful freak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people think you have a problem&lt;br /&gt;But that problem lies only with them&lt;br /&gt;Just ’cause you are not like the others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is why I love you&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful freak, beautiful freak&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that is why I love you&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful freak, beautiful freak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too good for this world&lt;br /&gt;But I hope you will stay&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll be here to see that you don’t fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re such a beautiful freak&lt;br /&gt;I bet you are flying inside&lt;br /&gt;Dart down and then go for cover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And know that i&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful freak,&lt;br /&gt;You know that i&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful freak, beautiful freak</content>
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    <title>Well now o.o</title>
    <published>2005-04-14T01:00:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-14T01:00:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table style="font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;form action="http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074782430" method="POST"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;YOUR ULTIMATE HELLSING by &lt;a href="http://n/a"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;scottwithink&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;username&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="armored_username" value="etceteranoire" size="20"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;who you work for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;hellsing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Who you have a skanky affair with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;Walter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Who you Kill...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;Schro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;your theme song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;Tsumitsukuri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;the one who buys Integra a stripper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;nantothecee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;the one who strips Maxwell and throws him in there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;moonchildgackt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;the one who grabs Walter and captains asses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;oi_emo_toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;onw who helps pip set up cameras ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;hazyxeyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black; 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    <title>SLC Punk</title>
    <published>2005-04-12T00:13:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-12T00:13:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Shatterday" by Vendetta Red</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/Riff13/1038464955_Stevo.jpg" border="0" alt="Stevo"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You Are Stevo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Riff13/quizzes/Which%20SLC%20Punk%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which SLC Punk are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>oh yea!</title>
    <published>2005-04-11T03:02:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-11T03:02:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Say It Ain't So" by Weezer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Oh hell yea. I finally got vol.6, and sadly read it under 30 min. Sometimes I wish I could muster is all slowly...mmm savory.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:etceteranoire:10068</id>
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    <title>Planned cosplay</title>
    <published>2005-04-03T23:07:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-03T23:07:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Velvet Days</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Alright, my planned costumes are now about to be made later on this week or month. Here's the list&lt;br /&gt;Young Walter&lt;br /&gt;Seras Victoria (yellow/manga) &lt;br /&gt;Nakuru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other last minute options:&lt;br /&gt;Schrodinger&lt;br /&gt;Pip bernadette (striped sleeve shirt/ vol.4)&lt;br /&gt;Alucard (A sort of victorian version like jill's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already ready:&lt;br /&gt;Gothic lolita cat girl (ears needed)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:etceteranoire:9860</id>
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    <title>Irky</title>
    <published>2005-04-03T18:11:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-03T18:11:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>All The Way to Reno</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I find it annoying that Dark horse must delay the release date for Hellsing. It's already 9 days since the release date and nothing yet! I find Vol.6 one of the most important and I'm waiting impatiently for it. I need my hellsing now. I also need to get Vol.7 in japanese.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll be going back to school. Lately I'v been dreading it. Mainly because of the people in it. They're all bastards...excluding most good guys. A well, just go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier today I talked to Danny-boy, my sweet little nazi. He sounded like he looked. Which wasn't at all bad, seeing as he is a saucy one to look at. heh He called our first talk heavenly. How cute and over exaggerated he can be.</content>
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    <title>Soda Dreamer</title>
    <published>2005-04-01T03:48:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-01T04:29:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Soda Dreamer" by Queen Adreena</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Rags and riches I made three wishes &lt;br /&gt;I've been a bad girl and I kissed the witches &lt;br /&gt;I dance naked with animals &lt;br /&gt;I've seen more than you ever dreamed possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen her I've breathe inside her &lt;br /&gt;I've seen her adreena &lt;br /&gt;I've seen her adreena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hags and bitches I made three wishes &lt;br /&gt;I've been a bad girl and I broke the dishes &lt;br /&gt;I dance naked with animals &lt;br /&gt;I've seen more than you ever dreamed possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen her I've grown her seeds &lt;br /&gt;I've been her adreena &lt;br /&gt;I've seen her adreena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rags and riches I made three wishes &lt;br /&gt;I've been a bad girl and kissed the witches &lt;br /&gt;I dance naked with animals &lt;br /&gt;I've seen more than you ever dreamed possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen her I breathe inside her &lt;br /&gt;I've been her adreena &lt;br /&gt;I've seen her adreena &lt;br /&gt;I've seen her &lt;br /&gt;I sowed her dreams &lt;br /&gt;I've been her adreena &lt;br /&gt;I've seen her Adreena</content>
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    <title>Denial is not just a river in Egypt.</title>
    <published>2005-03-29T18:24:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-29T18:24:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Funny Bunny" by The Pillows</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My mom's seriously gone nutso on me. I all of a sudden can conjure up demons and let them roam around our house freely. I mean sure I aint the perfect kid but...man, I'm not the devil's whore here. Apperently the computer is the Devil. Wow 20 min. on this thing and I'v commited horrable sin. Why can't she be in normal denial like the other moms.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly she's the one with the problems not me. She even been told by a doctor. The woman needs to think through what she's been doing.&lt;br /&gt;I love her and she loves me, but she aint showing it the right way.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:etceteranoire:9165</id>
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    <title>tingly feeling in ze noggin</title>
    <published>2005-03-28T07:52:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-28T07:52:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>-silence-</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I just have the urge to create a community dedicated to Bert and Gerard's "misunderstood" relationship.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:etceteranoire:8874</id>
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    <title>Dating sucks in both worlds</title>
    <published>2005-03-25T22:46:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-26T14:25:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"The Jetset Life is Gonna Kill" by My Chemical Romance</lj:music>
    <content type="html">No matter how pedophilac this might sound, it's mainly true. I'm sticking to being with someone, nowhere near my age, Older most likely. Anything lower is shallow induced and filled with imaturity and of course lack of understanding. Don't forget those dang raging hormones. I myself contain most of those traits but being with something showing the same kind of thing is too much. I hate myself enough at the moment.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'll also need to stop collecting uneeded boyfriends online. It's weakminded and stupid. Plus,.....it's a bunch of words with no meaning. It's mainly my pathetic way of feeling important when in real life I can't even do that. That's all the proof i need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I hate this age, full of uneeded crap that messes with your head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the world of angst, kids. Remember to buckle your seat belts!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:etceteranoire:7939</id>
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    <title>mreoow</title>
    <published>2005-03-18T22:38:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-18T22:38:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Laisse tomber les filles" by April March</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sex me up bitches, sex me up good!</content>
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    <title>Henry Lee</title>
    <published>2005-03-18T01:52:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-18T01:52:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Henry Lee" by Nick Cave</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Get down, get down, little henry lee&lt;br /&gt;And stay all night with me&lt;br /&gt;You won’t find a girl in this damn world&lt;br /&gt;That will compare with me&lt;br /&gt;And the wind did howl and the wind did blow&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la lee&lt;br /&gt;A little bird lit down on henry lee&lt;br /&gt;I can’t get down and I won’t get down&lt;br /&gt;And stay all night with thee&lt;br /&gt;For the girl I have in that merry green land&lt;br /&gt;I love far better than thee&lt;br /&gt;And the wind did howl and the wind did blow&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la lee&lt;br /&gt;A little bird lit down on henry lee&lt;br /&gt;She leaned herself against a fence&lt;br /&gt;Just for a kiss or two&lt;br /&gt;And with a little pen-knife held in her hand&lt;br /&gt;She plugged him through and through&lt;br /&gt;And the wind did roar and the wind did moan&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la lee&lt;br /&gt;A little bird lit down on henry lee&lt;br /&gt;Come take him by his lilly-white hands&lt;br /&gt;Come take him by his feet&lt;br /&gt;And throw him in this deep deep well&lt;br /&gt;Which is more than one hundred feet&lt;br /&gt;And the wind did howl and the wind did blow&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la lee&lt;br /&gt;A little bird lit down on henry lee&lt;br /&gt;Lie there, lie there, little henry lee&lt;br /&gt;Till the flesh drops from your bones&lt;br /&gt;For the girl you have in that merry green land&lt;br /&gt;Can wait forever for you to come home&lt;br /&gt;And the wind did howl and the wind did moan&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la lee&lt;br /&gt;A little bird lit down on henry lee</content>
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    <title>Lay it out on a wicker couch</title>
    <published>2005-03-17T00:44:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-17T00:44:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"The Mayor" by Rasputina</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Cold front totally hit down here hard. I wore 2 damn hoodies &lt;br /&gt;and it was still cold. Ah I love intimidating other with my &lt;br /&gt;"my chemical romance" cupid hoodie. Tho most of my guy friends &lt;br /&gt;find it's concept funny. Ah well. Yesterday my Dad was supposed &lt;br /&gt;to pick up the report card but he was at the doctor's so I can&lt;br /&gt;now have a couple more days of living. The sweet necter of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh...I need to spend my whole week in Fort Worth this spring break.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to see my Jilly and Cheeky Nick. I'm not going to &lt;br /&gt;waste a good long EXTENDED! week just working for my mom and laying&lt;br /&gt;around the house. I need to spend it with hot nights of steamy &lt;br /&gt;vampire sex T.T  I kid I kid....or am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my dearest friend invited me to see battle of the bands and she &lt;br /&gt;says it has "mucho emo". Well now, I have to be there. &amp;gt;=]</content>
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    <title>Good side~Bad side</title>
    <published>2005-03-12T00:16:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-12T00:16:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"We only come out at night" by The Smashing Pumpkins</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I just got cds in the mail from my squidy mums marianne *blows her an e-smooch*&lt;br /&gt;Quite the kickarse songs. I wish her the best during her stay with pippy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes bad side&lt;br /&gt;sulking and reading up on other journals got me a bit sad. I seriously have to take this diet thing seriously or I'll remain a pundgy blob for the rest of my life. I want to be a bit thinner and pale, not much into the dead side tho. Just to look fair and lovely. I want my body to go with my clothing style. This is a shallow world, and being beautiful these days seems to be the only thing that'll find you love...or "love". It makes your friends treat you better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born in the wrong timeline -_-</content>
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    <title>Well well</title>
    <published>2005-03-07T00:18:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-07T00:18:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Honey Vanity" by Kozi</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Back from the PSIA thingy, and have a body ridden with cramps. Which is a big owie.&lt;br /&gt;Good news:&lt;br /&gt;I won first place bitches and I get to go to Fort worth, which means I get to see my Love Jill and her boyfriend(which is mine also) Nick!&lt;br /&gt;All of that made me so friggen giddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news:&lt;br /&gt;I was in the 7th grade on sight drawing. I was an alternate but my chapperone wanted me to stay in the contest and placed me with 7th graders. I feel like a cheater. I feel like a big bully that just sucker punched a bunch of tiny kids ;.; I'm still going even if I get caught. I need to see my Jill so badly. I want to cuddle and kiss her and not let go.</content>
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    <title>Wicked cool o.o</title>
    <published>2005-03-04T03:35:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-04T03:35:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"The Widow" by The Mars Volta</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well Tomarrow I'll be heading off to San Antonio for PSIA. I'm in on-sight drawing. Which if you can comprehend that is drawing what's put infront of you. Last time I wen through that (6th grade) I didn't even get a place, just a partisipasion ribbon. Which i ripped to shreds with my teeth and hands. I was a blood thirsty mongrel back then...a very cute one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll have way better luck this try.</content>
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