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  <title>Highly Strung Like Cupids Bow</title>
  <subtitle>Never rationed all the poisoned tips they left in me</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Manda</name>
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  <updated>2007-11-21T07:14:28Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:escapethroughme:180278</id>
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    <title>escapethroughme @ 2007-11-21T00:13:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-21T07:14:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-21T07:14:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_tunasharkshow' lj:user='tunasharkshow' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://tunasharkshow.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://tunasharkshow.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;tunasharkshow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New LJ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&amp;nbsp; Ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had it since August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's friends only,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Just comment if you want on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:escapethroughme:180127</id>
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    <title>3 Libras</title>
    <published>2007-07-27T04:15:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-27T04:15:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Up until the mid twentieth century the mountain gorilla was considered a myth. Oddly enough, a legend not unlike bigfoot or the loch ness monster. The chance of actually seeing/experiencing this elusive shadow was as likely as finding ones soulmate. &lt;br /&gt;Rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even once discovered they seemed unapproachable. The only way to get close to this magnificent creature was to become empathetic. Abandon all pretense and preconceptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To bare an open throat. &lt;br /&gt;To collapse into the arms of vulnerability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All but extinct, these beings/moments are threatened by the black hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cold and oblivious. &lt;br /&gt;The empty eyed profit seekers that overlook these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;This is an absolutely incredible... try to figure this out for yourself :) amazing pertinence to what the song means in terms of love, in terms of love...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:escapethroughme:179722</id>
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    <title>Familiar.  As.  The.  Evening.</title>
    <published>2007-07-26T16:25:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-26T16:25:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>APC</lj:music>
    <content type="html">She is my woman, she belongs in my apartment.&lt;br /&gt;Feed her the food I find in my glove compartment.&lt;br /&gt;Hugging turns to kissing, kissing turns to love,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;love, like the drugstore, it's never enough.&lt;br /&gt;I try on her dress, she tries on mine.&lt;br /&gt;Something close to pass the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugging turns to kissing,&lt;br /&gt;Kissing turns to throbbing, pushing and more throbbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What a strange accident that was.&lt;br /&gt;Is someone trying to tell me something?&lt;br /&gt;If so, who and what?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:escapethroughme:179594</id>
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    <title>escapethroughme @ 2007-07-26T01:14:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-26T07:18:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-26T08:03:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="So well Written..."&gt;Run, desire, run&lt;br /&gt;Sexual being, run him like a blade&lt;br /&gt;To and through the heart, no conscience&lt;br /&gt;One motive: cater to the hollow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screaming "feed me here!&lt;br /&gt;Fill me up again!&lt;br /&gt;Temporarily pacify this hunger that's so cruel..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libido throw&lt;br /&gt;Dominoes of indiscretions down&lt;br /&gt;Falling all around in cycles, in circles&lt;br /&gt;Constantly consuming, conquer and devour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's time to bring the fire down&lt;br /&gt;Throttle all this indescretion&lt;br /&gt;Long enough to edify&lt;br /&gt;And permanently fill this hollow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screaming "feed me here!"&lt;br /&gt;Fill me up again!&lt;br /&gt;Temporarily pacifying...&lt;br /&gt;Feed me here!&lt;br /&gt;Fill me up again!&lt;br /&gt;Temporarily pacifying..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:escapethroughme:179243</id>
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    <title>Do You Think The Earth Can Survive?</title>
    <published>2007-07-26T05:48:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-26T05:48:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Gold Lion</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="2"&gt;I almost did two really stupid things today.&lt;br /&gt;I am ashamed for even thinking about it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I am not kidding.&amp;nbsp; I really hate my life.&lt;br /&gt;Considering how shit-fucked this year has been, I think I've done well dealing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Have ya ever wanted to just say how absolutely empty you really feel,&lt;br /&gt;but there are no words to justify what that emptiness means?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I suppose you could take something/someone you're passionate about and use it as fuel to keep goin'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Trust, is a relationship of alliance, wouldn't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;Trust is like a prediction of reliance on an action.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Which reminds me of fate.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;The inevitability of fate.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Like Romeo and Juliet, they are fated never to be together.&lt;br /&gt;In attempting to defy this fate, they unsure it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What should I believe in?&lt;br /&gt;Is all this meant to happen?&amp;nbsp; Am I suppose to reach the divine?&lt;br /&gt;Have I really been reincarnated?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;If so, how old is my soul?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Fuck.&amp;nbsp; I want to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Such a thirst for things that can't truly be explained.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets say some things you can't ignore, like,&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;"Hey, I love you."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And I do.&amp;nbsp; I will keep saying it as long as I feel it.&amp;nbsp; Fuck keeping it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Out.&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:escapethroughme:179004</id>
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    <title>Jesus Hates Sinners and Faggots.</title>
    <published>2007-07-25T06:36:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-25T06:36:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>:Wumpscut:</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Stop lookin' at me that way.&lt;br /&gt;I feel awkward and unfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're always too quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like the narrator of a short , fast-paced book.&lt;br /&gt;I'm there.&amp;nbsp; I listen, I can tell you the story, I always remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being overun by parasitic beings.&lt;br /&gt;My stomache has turned inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That one feeling when you're outside.&amp;nbsp; You're completely alone.&lt;br /&gt;You get to stop.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; close your eyes and take it in.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I don't really give a fuck if you don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, but, I like to live through feelings, my senses.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't &amp;nbsp;take the time to enjoy&amp;nbsp;things, to touch things, to smell,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;then what have you ever really experienced?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I know what makes my heart beat faster.&lt;br /&gt;I know not to touch something too hot.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know that time doesn't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I think too much?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much wasted time.&lt;br /&gt;How do you stop it?&lt;br /&gt;I am here right now.&amp;nbsp; I'm writing in this journal like I have for the last,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, four years?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; The colors never get any brighter,&amp;nbsp; what I'm trying to say never gets heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of that,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; are you listening to me?&lt;br /&gt;You know, I don't say those words so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I even bother writing this.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even say the right things when I need to.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my fuck, take it away.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:escapethroughme:178916</id>
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    <title>Wonderful Electric.</title>
    <published>2007-07-23T01:32:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-23T01:32:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tegan and sara &lt;3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hrmm....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot to say, too hard to sum up into words.&lt;br /&gt;I shall try and break this down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been here before.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not going to end up a very happy girl if I keep letting this happen.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help it, it feels so good when I have it.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah uhm... fuck you,&amp;nbsp; you don't understand, you have always been on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is selling out house.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me sad.&amp;nbsp; I haven't lived there for quite some time, but it's still going to feel like I'm losing something dear.&amp;nbsp; I guess it's kinda like the last thing that was holding my, shall I say family, somewhat together.&lt;br /&gt;Eh....&amp;nbsp; I want so badly to have a family.&amp;nbsp; I can't do everything on my own, as much as I'de like to think I can.&lt;br /&gt;I can't afford much, I don't have very many good friends.&amp;nbsp; Come to think about it, Most of the rest of my family don't even live here.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sucks spending special days alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm done complaining.&amp;nbsp; I just really want a home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been really good for me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I got my raise finally, which helps alot, alot.&lt;br /&gt;Plus I really like workin' there.&amp;nbsp; I like not working the same chedule day after day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you stop yourself from doing something you love so much?&lt;br /&gt;I have it bad.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I don't do drugs, and I get addicted to other things.&amp;nbsp; Fantastic eh?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the familiar.&lt;br /&gt;Constant.&lt;br /&gt;Stability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of my favorite words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's strange to think I love when things are stable and stay the same, but at the same time I'm always longing for a change.&amp;nbsp; Where is my balance?&amp;nbsp;I dunno, I'm tired of not knowing where I'm going.&lt;br /&gt;Trading my old shoes for new feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He always has.&amp;nbsp; I love him for it.&lt;br /&gt;So patient he waits, always understanding.&amp;nbsp; Maybe he knows something I don't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope she believes in it like I do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope she is feeling what I am.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope she stays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peanut Butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Out.</content>
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    <title>escapethroughme @ 2007-07-20T17:05:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-20T23:06:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-20T23:06:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Christfuck</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, I'm still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, you're all I Have.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:escapethroughme:178247</id>
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    <title>escapethroughme @ 2007-07-09T11:04:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-09T17:05:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-09T17:05:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I feel sick and I want to die.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:escapethroughme:178142</id>
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    <title>escapethroughme @ 2007-07-06T18:59:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-07T01:12:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-07T01:12:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Walk out of the decaying house, too dirty, too dark to ever call a home.&lt;br /&gt;There are bugs in my body.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They turn my blood to water, help me satisfy the drought.&lt;br /&gt;Too many times have I fallen asleep in the dirt.&amp;nbsp; I keep telling myself that it won't happen again.&lt;br /&gt;Quickly, tell me you love me, and I might last a few more hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two-faced cat is as hungry as I.&lt;br /&gt;Patches.&amp;nbsp; Much more vocal now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cobwebs in the dusty shrubbery.&lt;br /&gt;Am I waiting for you to come home?&lt;br /&gt;Am I waiting to finally wake up and have a family again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would give anything for one good cry,&lt;br /&gt;they come and go as quickly as you.&lt;br /&gt;Parasites.&amp;nbsp; That's what it feels like.&lt;br /&gt;Emotions are nothing more than dinky little annoyances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not fair.&lt;br /&gt;I swear life is teasing me.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking with my brain.&lt;br /&gt;Give me just enough to keep going,&lt;br /&gt;then take it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking hate you.&lt;br /&gt;I need help.&lt;br /&gt;What do I do?</content>
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    <title>escapethroughme @ 2007-07-06T17:45:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-06T23:48:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-06T23:48:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fucking hate my life.</content>
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    <title>Praying Mantis</title>
    <published>2007-07-05T15:36:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-05T15:36:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sometimes I think about driving my car off a cliff.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder id I'de regret it on the way down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there is so much beauty to live for, I just can't seem to find it.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I'm not about to kill myself, I'll just be another selfish jerk like everyone else I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was the first time I have ever seen a firework show in the city.&lt;br /&gt;I was so very fucking alone.&lt;br /&gt;It was my first year that I haven't been camping with my family,&amp;nbsp; we're always together at this time.&lt;br /&gt;I am so sad.&amp;nbsp; Will the holidays just get harder without them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet I looked like an idiot out there, but I don't really care becuase it was one of those times&lt;br /&gt;where you just come to realize all you really need is yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream not last night, but the night before.&lt;br /&gt;There was this praying mantis running all around me, it was all excited like a puppy.&lt;br /&gt;I reached down to pet her and she grabbed my finger.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I was trembling becuase I thought she was going to bite me.&lt;br /&gt;She didn't.... she held on to my finger really tight, and when my fear went away,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;she turned into a bird and flew away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wierd dream eh?&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it could mean something, but I'm tired of trying to find a reason for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go.</content>
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    <title>Look over my shoulder silly girl.</title>
    <published>2007-07-04T03:35:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-04T03:35:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh and also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the day when I discovered who Satan was,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you know, when&amp;nbsp;I wanted everyone to know I pre-defined&lt;br /&gt;my&amp;nbsp; very own hell including Satan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Satan has come back, and I met jesus as well.&lt;br /&gt;They follow me everywhere, and I'm tired of incubating with them.&lt;br /&gt;I thought the vacuum might suck them away.&lt;br /&gt;tis' a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan, he comes in many forms.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Jesus, he is harder to see.&lt;br /&gt;I know he's there when my heart beats faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bathroom decays at night,&lt;br /&gt;and the curtains hide the sun, the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:escapethroughme:177093</id>
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    <title>Souls?</title>
    <published>2007-07-04T02:57:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-04T02:57:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sleepwalking</lj:music>
    <content type="html">There are tiny shards of fiber glass clinging to the insides of my oral cavity.&lt;br /&gt;My lungs have been pumped full of the thouands of tiny&amp;nbsp;intrusive pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for being a donor.&amp;nbsp; Kill whats keeping you alive.&lt;br /&gt;The new self-destructive extremist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiny burns on my skin serve as constant reminders that I am here,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, things are fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tap, tap.&amp;nbsp; Foot.&amp;nbsp; Tap, tap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patches.&amp;nbsp; Hello there Buddy.... I know.&amp;nbsp; I know.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for keeping me company when others, such as myself are out killing time.&lt;br /&gt;So fucking keen you are.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Aware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in witches?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;What about the Law Of Attraction?&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things to try and understand.&lt;br /&gt;You can become a leading expert in one subject, and become so consumed,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;you will never have the time to begin to understand my views...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of what facinates me actually.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand Narcissim.&amp;nbsp; I don't believe I ever will.&lt;br /&gt;I am too in love with other people, too in love with all the beauty in the World,&lt;br /&gt;to ever love myself.&amp;nbsp; I need someone else to help me do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will fucking poke you with a stick to hear everything you have to say.&lt;br /&gt;Clearly my motives are pure and sincere.&lt;br /&gt;What is it that makes you, you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is the highest form of acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did ya know that the Germanic people associated the human soul with the sea?&lt;br /&gt;That is why graves are dug.&amp;nbsp; To bind the spirit to the Earth so it cannot rise again.&lt;br /&gt;They believed the soul rested at the bottom of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;Scary to think when I die, I might live with the fishes.&amp;nbsp; I hate.... water....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Isaw the Master there of those who know,&lt;br /&gt;Amid the philosophic family,&lt;br /&gt;By all admired, and by all reverenced;&lt;br /&gt;There Plato too I saw, and Socrates,&lt;br /&gt;Who stood beside him closer than the rest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Dante--&amp;nbsp; The Divine Comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh....&amp;nbsp; I'm bored with life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Bottom of a Shoe.</title>
    <published>2007-07-03T01:28:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-03T01:28:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Organ Donor.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing alot of thinking.&amp;nbsp; Alot of thinking and alot of feeling...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Eh doesn't seem to make much sense to me really, let alone to some stranger who has no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really tired of being the nice girl.&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago I didn't feel much of anything,&lt;br /&gt;I only had to look out for myself.&amp;nbsp; That is the healthiest thing I've ever done for myself.&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling back into one of those fucking holes.&amp;nbsp; The hole I dug.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats Manda, you did it again.&amp;nbsp; I hope you feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got really drunk and layed out in the middle of the tennis court.&lt;br /&gt;The fireworks were really close and so pretty.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a terrible smoker.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have about a billion little burns all over my arms.&lt;br /&gt;I bet my lungs look even better.&amp;nbsp; I don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mal-Nugget came over and watched a movie with me.&amp;nbsp; She cut the watermelon too,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;apparently I don't do it right.&amp;nbsp; Eh.&amp;nbsp; Still tasted wonderful. Thanks kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all went out and had dinner, so far it's been better than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;We're going to see that one scary movie in a little bit.&amp;nbsp; I forgot what it's called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is a bitch.&amp;nbsp; A big bitch.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sorta wish I didn't have to sleep alone tonight.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;But like I have always said, Needles, smoke, and alcohol have always come before my own skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I suck at that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go have a smoke.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for this.</content>
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    <title>Wide Eyes, You Tremble.</title>
    <published>2007-06-27T21:36:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-27T21:36:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>rebel yell</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been sleeping&amp;nbsp; again.&lt;br /&gt;Manda's sick....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Shyloh hadn't been feeling very well.&lt;br /&gt;Lets just make it quick and say, she's going to be a mommy.&lt;br /&gt;I knew something big was coming.&amp;nbsp; Still for some reason, I don't think it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And just like that things are flipped upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate drifting around all the time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's great living with Shy, I couldn't ask for a better roomie.&lt;br /&gt;But, but it still doesn't feel like home, the way I thought in the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is ever here, and I feel like I'm going nowhere yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days have been the happiest days ever.&lt;br /&gt;Kelley and I talk about having kids together, and our life.&lt;br /&gt;I have never done that with anyone else.&amp;nbsp; I have never wanted anyone else's kids.&lt;br /&gt;I hate when people sit and say, "They won't be both of your kids."&lt;br /&gt;Of course they will.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When I get pregnant, she is going to be there, and when WE raise OUR kids,&lt;br /&gt;I won't consider them anybody else's family but ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuckin' narrow minded bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiesto is coming July 26th.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The tickets are $60.&amp;nbsp; For as much as I'de like to go, I would NEVER pay that much.&lt;br /&gt;The B-52's&amp;nbsp; on&amp;nbsp; November 17th.&amp;nbsp; $35.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reincarnation&lt;/b&gt;, literally "to be made flesh again", is a doctrine or&amp;nbsp;&lt;a title="Mysticism" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mysticism"&gt;mystical&lt;/a&gt; belief that some essential part of a living being (in some variations only &lt;a title="Human being" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Human_being"&gt;human beings&lt;/a&gt;) survives &lt;a title="Death" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Death"&gt;death&lt;/a&gt; to be reborn in a new body. This essential part is often referred to as the &lt;a title="Spirit" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spirit"&gt;Spirit&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a title="Soul" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soul"&gt;Soul&lt;/a&gt;, the 'Higher or True Self', 'Divine Spark', 'I' or the 'Ego' (not to be confused with the &lt;a title="Id, ego, and super-ego" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Id%2C_ego%2C_and_super-ego"&gt;ego&lt;/a&gt; as defined by psychology). According to such beliefs, a new &lt;a class="extiw" title="wiktionary:personality" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/personality"&gt;personality&lt;/a&gt; is developed during each life in the physical &lt;a title="World" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World"&gt;world&lt;/a&gt;, but some part of the being remains constantly present throughout these successive lives as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tummy hurts.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Your Skin, My Fingers.</title>
    <published>2007-06-25T20:12:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-25T20:12:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tegan and Sara</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Scoot Scoot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murder, son, she's painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vacuum is fixed!&amp;nbsp; Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we came up with the best idea.&amp;nbsp; Okay maybe not, it just sounds entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;We are going to get the fog machine back and fill the entire apartment with it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Then we shall turn on all the water to hot.&amp;nbsp; Put glowsticks in the bathtub, then get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;Rather pointless really.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skeeet&amp;nbsp; skeeeeeet.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trees are always the answer.&amp;nbsp; Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manda is really effin' bored right now.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>s    u   b    j   e    c    t</title>
    <published>2007-06-24T18:59:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-24T19:00:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Rose of the devils garden</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/escapethroughme/pic/0001apt7/"&gt;&lt;img height="230" alt="" width="300" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/escapethroughme/pic/0001apt7" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Give me release&lt;br /&gt;witness me&lt;br /&gt;I am outside&lt;br /&gt;give me peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion chokes the flower&lt;br /&gt;'til she cries no more&lt;br /&gt;possessing all the beauty&lt;br /&gt;hungry still for more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help this longing&lt;br /&gt;comfort me&lt;br /&gt;I can't hold it all in&lt;br /&gt;if you won't let me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to lose my Mom.&lt;br /&gt;My Dad is not okay.&amp;nbsp; He's going to try again.&amp;nbsp; I feel it.&lt;br /&gt;Something is going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Shyloh won't tell me, she knows, it's almost like she's preparing me for it.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime she looks at me it's like she is crying for me.&lt;br /&gt;Why does she know everything?&amp;nbsp;Sometimes I think she is my Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the Law of Attraction it states...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;that people&amp;nbsp;experience the corresponding&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;manifestations of their predominant thoughts, feelings, words, and actions&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;and that people therefore have direct control over reality and their lives through thought alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has got to be something there.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda like a really bad deja vu.&lt;br /&gt;I get all anxious.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;And... in the back of your car I feel like I've traveled nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;What will bring me home?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made really awesome Margaritas last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Strawberry.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to stop assuming I know everything you're thinking and doing.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;don't know what's going on,&lt;br /&gt;and I think I prefer it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomache hurts and I kinda wish&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I could still afford the pills that I would make such a huge fuss over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is such a drag.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>SomeTHINGSrMeant2BForgoTTen.</title>
    <published>2007-06-15T21:45:08Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-15T21:45:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Goldfrapp</lj:music>
    <content type="html">O&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;br /&gt;U&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man I hate playing the waiting game.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like my patience is an endless string.&lt;br /&gt;I never get to the end and snap.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really good at the whole patience thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh ugh ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frusterated Manda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When I look back and see the type of things, the type of people I fell for.&lt;br /&gt;I can see all the really lame people I had in my life, all the bullshit they pulled, the bullshit I pulled.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I've met someone in a completely different league.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people... they never grow up.&amp;nbsp; They never seem to move on.&lt;br /&gt;"I've been through alot, That means I'm more mature."&lt;br /&gt;No effing way.&lt;br /&gt;You haven't gone through alot, until you've made it out.&amp;nbsp; Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frusterated Manda seems to not care about you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;She cares about having a life.&amp;nbsp; Real things, and real people.&lt;br /&gt;Past the addictions.&amp;nbsp; Past getting drunk to feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I can breathe again.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel more now.&lt;br /&gt;I can wake up and say, she loves me.&lt;br /&gt;Teamwork.&amp;nbsp; A family, a partnership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAMBLE&lt;br /&gt;RAMBLE&lt;br /&gt;RAMBLE.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes keeping quiet is the best thing you can do.</content>
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    <title>escapethroughme @ 2007-06-13T15:42:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-13T21:45:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-13T21:45:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm in love with every word you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/escapethroughme/pic/00016z9k/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/escapethroughme/pic/00016z9k/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I trust you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/escapethroughme/pic/00017teg/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="124" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/escapethroughme/pic/00017teg/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>escapethroughme @ 2007-06-12T10:25:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-12T16:42:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-12T16:42:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ...And I remember every word you say.&lt;br /&gt;The waste of love is keeping things so serene.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ...And I've never felt so clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gamble, gamble.&amp;nbsp; Oh... I have a problem betting with things that aren't mine.&lt;br /&gt;As I tear her out, set her down, she beats as if still in my chest.&lt;br /&gt;This argument still does not propose me to shed the devils clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ... And the more I hear you cry&lt;br /&gt;The more I want you to play me out on the hotel floor.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ...And take it, just take it from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more time, say it like you mean it.&lt;br /&gt;Lush.&lt;br /&gt;One more time, and say it like you feel it.&lt;br /&gt;Love.</content>
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    <title>You come wasted...</title>
    <published>2007-06-11T20:42:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-11T20:42:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Think Twice</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Twisted and all tangled up.&lt;br /&gt;That's how my insides feel.&lt;br /&gt;I think my heart has been served up on a silver platter.&lt;br /&gt;Shiny, shiny reflections in the pulpy mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It beats differently now, as if following the rythym of another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Space and distance.&amp;nbsp; What safisticated ways of making and breaking a person.&lt;br /&gt;Simple, yet the most effective, most efficient way of burning someone up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>escapethroughme @ 2007-06-11T13:06:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-11T19:07:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-11T19:07:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;sampoerna X-tra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloves.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Tracerssss</title>
    <published>2007-06-09T16:30:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-09T16:30:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tough Girl</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/escapethroughme/pic/00015dqs/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99cc"&gt;Hey.&lt;br /&gt;My brain finally feels a little better.&lt;br /&gt;I shroomed for like three days in a row, then skipped two days and did them again.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Intense, and talk about lack of sleep.&amp;nbsp; Incandesent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't&amp;nbsp;I ever write about anything important?&lt;br /&gt;It's all a bunch of shit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I write about alcohol and drug use, as if it's some sort of accomplishment.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Go team Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us speak of reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM TERRIFIED.&lt;br /&gt;Terrified of really marrying Kel, terrified that she will leave, and terrified of growing up.&lt;br /&gt;What if I'm the one that's not mature enough for all this?&lt;br /&gt;Usually it's me wanting to take the next step, but she is much older and knows what she wants.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, calm down, and go with the flow right?&amp;nbsp; Take it as it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept so well last night, it's about time.&amp;nbsp; But I was having the most horrible dreams.&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream that Kelley was doing Heroin with Tori,&amp;nbsp; and she didn't want anything to do with me.&lt;br /&gt;It was horrible!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Plus I woke up with that really bad feeling like it was real.&amp;nbsp; Ew.&amp;nbsp; I would kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know an Octopus doesn't have a single bone in it's body?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/escapethroughme/pic/00015dqs/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="159" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/escapethroughme/pic/00015dqs/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99cc"&gt;I don't agree with Summertime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99cc"&gt;You'll never know all the feelings you're giving to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99cc"&gt;I'm super anxious, and I don't know where it's coming from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99cc"&gt;Eh....&amp;nbsp; I suppose I'm done.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>escapethroughme @ 2007-06-04T22:37:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-05T04:41:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-05T04:41:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Walk with me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My baby is comin' home.&lt;br /&gt;I will get to wake up next to her for the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;She asked me to marry her.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the happiest girl in the world right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/escapethroughme/pic/00012taq/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="267" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/escapethroughme/pic/00012taq/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/escapethroughme/pic/00013a3q/"&gt;&lt;img height="236" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/escapethroughme/pic/00013a3q/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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