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  <title>You Dont Matter</title>
  <subtitle>James Brown</subtitle>
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    <name>James Brown</name>
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  <updated>2006-08-09T06:42:28Z</updated>
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    <title>boogers on my wall</title>
    <published>2006-08-09T06:42:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-09T06:42:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>An Angle</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ehh finally i have a day off today.  so im gonna sleep all day, and hopefully i see steff at night.  keiths house was good. me and keith dominated beer pong never lost a game. yeah nigga.  then we played fucked the dealer, i never got fucked. but rob, mike and, nick did hahaha so funny.  i got home a little while ago, and now im just gonna listen to music and go to sleep with my dog :)</content>
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    <title>less_than_junit @ 2006-08-08T01:51:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-08T05:55:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-08T05:55:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Early November</lj:music>
    <content type="html">drunk. kinda. not really. bagels tomorrow? should be sick. keiths house tomorrow should be sicker.  word.  idk know what else to write.  new early november cd is sooooo sick.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:less_than_junit:29097</id>
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    <title>New Computer</title>
    <published>2006-08-07T07:18:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-07T07:18:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Early November</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I got a powermac G5. And Its fucking awesome. So fast.  I gotta get use to it though its madd confusing.  So use to windows.  But I got an MBox, and Studio monitors.  and as soon as i have money for Pro tools ill be grillin' mad beats son.  Baseball tomorrow?  Gonna be really really good.  Party saturday? Keg? Who  knows.  Week off from work starting the 14th, staying in the city, then 311 on the 19th.  Gonna be really fun.  Then before I know it ill be at school in the studio.  At least I have stuff to look foward to.  I wish i could change somethings right now, but Is not up to me anymore I dont think.  Well see what happens.  Well im gonna probally be going to sleep soon.  Peace sonz.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:less_than_junit:28737</id>
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    <title>5:41 AM.</title>
    <published>2006-08-02T10:01:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-02T10:01:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>104.5</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yooo been soo long.  Summer.  Wow.  That's all I gotta say.  It's been really good.  Its been extremely bad.  I think I'm gonna give this journal thing another try.  So first REAL entry in Months.  Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Tonight?  Keith's House.  Holy shit.  First off.  James, thanks for pouring Pineapple Rum &lt;b&gt;ALL OVER&lt;/b&gt; my head. Not.  Beer Pong, 6 and 2? Not bad at all.  Classic homie's chillin' for the first time in a long time?   So much fun, missed that shit baby.  2:30 AM White Castle run on foot, awesome.  Walking home with no shirts on even better.  Team piss on Alvee's lawn?  Sorry Alvee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night would have ended really nice if I could have gotten comfortable on the death chair in Keith's basement.  But it kept vibrating and moving.  And James screaming for no reason did not help my cause, haha.   Called madd people to come get me, and Steff actually got out of bed at 4 in the morning and came and got me.  Mucho props to her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sit here.  Freshly showered, ready for the day ahead of me.  No Work.  Nice.  Heading over to the tattoo shop in like 6 hours, maybe I'll get something, still undecided.  Clerks 2 later on, then idk.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just ordered like three things online, costing $43.67.  Why?  idk, getting a credit card was the worst mistake of my life.  Oh well.  I must lay down and try to sleep.  Probably wont happen.  Good night.</content>
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    <title>Prom Party</title>
    <published>2006-06-12T00:26:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-12T00:27:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Smiths</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yo its been like forever.  Im here to say one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house after prom for a party, bring a tent if you want to sleep over and we will chill out in my backyard all night.  There will be food, and of course drinks.  I want this to be a good party, and I want all my homies there, old and new.  So let me know if your up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This should be a fun night, a last hoorah for the year.  And I want everyone to sign my year book and sign theirs so if you see me in school give me your book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days.</content>
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    <title>less_than_junit @ 2005-09-20T17:10:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-20T21:10:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-20T21:10:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is stolen from James, someone who can at least show some understanding and man up to his mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever get the feeling no one's got your back?&lt;br /&gt;Caught up in themselves, living life besides the fact.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you're going on an opposite track,&lt;br /&gt;As we recover from another social heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you see between the lines.&lt;br /&gt;But you can't see through dollar signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sick and tasteless now.&lt;br /&gt;Immature and faceless how.&lt;br /&gt;Can I even sleep at night, you ask.&lt;br /&gt;You say you're a pacifist.&lt;br /&gt;Instead you wave your fist.&lt;br /&gt;And all the while it becomes the end again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make up your mind cause I can't decide.&lt;br /&gt;You think uniqueulism makes you dignified.&lt;br /&gt;You can't see with half opened eyes.&lt;br /&gt;You think you're standing up instead you're falling far behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do is what I choose, which makes it my decision.&lt;br /&gt;If your life was a book your story would be fiction.</content>
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    <title>less_than_junit @ 2005-09-20T00:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-20T04:38:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-20T04:43:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I opened this box saturday, and let it sit blankly for the past two days.  I could say alot of shit about certain people and how much I really dont care what their opinions are.  But instead ill be the bigger person in all this and just say this.  At least I know what really happened.  You all can stick to your rumors and storys, live your life through that of others.  Get a fucking clue ya shit bagz.  Yall cause more drama then a fucking pregnant woman.  I never thought id have to feel ashamed or feel like less of a person, to my friends.  Good fucking job homies, way to be a real friend.  Well most yall aint my fucking friends I guess.  I respect your beliefs and opinions, and thats never going to change.  Only thing left to say is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt; &lt;bold&gt;  WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!?&lt;/big&gt; &lt;/bold&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and John has the right Idea.  Way to go kid, your a true friend.</content>
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    <title>less_than_junit @ 2005-06-24T14:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-24T18:51:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-24T18:51:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">form action="&lt;a href="http://grahame.angrygoats.net/lj-haiku/index.psp"&gt;http://grahame.angrygoats.net/lj-haiku/index.psp&lt;/a&gt;" method="post"&amp;gt;&lt;table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" colspan="2" bgcolor="#303088"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LiveJournal Haiku!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#303088"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Your name:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#303088"&gt;less_than_junit&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#303088"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Your haiku:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#303088"&gt;into the gutter&lt;br /&gt;of k street that's when i was&lt;br /&gt;drinking iced tea&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#303088"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Username:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&amp;lt;input ... &amp;gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#303088" align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&amp;lt;input ... &amp;gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/grahame/"&gt;Created by &lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" style="vertical-align:bottom;border:0;"&gt;Grahame&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;lt;input ... &amp;gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;lt;/form&amp;gt;</content>
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    <title>less_than_junit @ 2005-06-19T00:57:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-19T05:02:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-19T05:02:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There's no combination of words&lt;br /&gt;I could put on the back of a postcard&lt;br /&gt;No song I could sing&lt;br /&gt;But I can try for your heart&lt;br /&gt;Our dreams, and they are made out of real things&lt;br /&gt;Like a, shoebox of photographs&lt;br /&gt;With sepiatone loving&lt;br /&gt;Love is the answer,&lt;br /&gt;At least for most of the questions in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Like why are we here? and where do we go?&lt;br /&gt;And how come it's so hard?&lt;br /&gt;It's not always easy and&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life can be deceiving&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you one thing its always better when we're together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its always better when we're together&lt;br /&gt;Look at the stars when we're together&lt;br /&gt;Its always better when we're together&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, its always better when we're together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of these moments&lt;br /&gt;Just might find there way into my dreams tonight&lt;br /&gt;But I know that theyll be gone&lt;br /&gt;When the morning light sings&lt;br /&gt;And brings new things&lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow night you see&lt;br /&gt;That theyll be gone too&lt;br /&gt;Too many things I have to do&lt;br /&gt;But if all of these dreams might find there way&lt;br /&gt;Into my day to day scene&lt;br /&gt;Ill be under the impression&lt;br /&gt;I was somewhere in between&lt;br /&gt;With only two&lt;br /&gt;Just me and you&lt;br /&gt;Not so many things we got to do&lt;br /&gt;Or places we got to be&lt;br /&gt;We'll Sit beneath the mango tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its always better when we're together&lt;br /&gt;We're somewhere in between together&lt;br /&gt;Its always better when we're together&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, its always better when we're together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in memories&lt;br /&gt;They look so, so pretty when I sleep&lt;br /&gt;Hey now, and when I wake up,&lt;br /&gt;You look so pretty sleeping next to me&lt;br /&gt;But there is not enough time,&lt;br /&gt;And there is no song I could sing&lt;br /&gt;And there is no, combination of words I could say&lt;br /&gt;But I will still tell you one thing&lt;br /&gt;We're Better together.</content>
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    <title>less_than_junit @ 2005-05-07T02:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-07T06:46:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-07T06:49:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>RX Bandits</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v128/less_than_junit/straighthair.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;  &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Straight Hair. No Glasses.&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:less_than_junit:27061</id>
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    <title>what the hell.</title>
    <published>2005-05-01T06:24:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-01T06:24:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Streetlight Manifesto</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yeah i havent updated once again in a while.  for all you that care, not much has been going on.  catch phrase went to the studio last night and started our demo, and that was alot of fun.  vacation overall was very good.  school monday.  boo.  didnt do homework.  boo.  Bee Touches Random Skull.  I just ate a taco, and now im still hungry. brb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back.  my mom really needs to get better food in this hizzy.  im eating 3 differnt kinds of granola bars, and water.  boring.  anyway.  i want everyone who reads this to go to the book store.  and pick up ",Said The Shotgun To The Head" by Saul Williams.  its one huge poem.  and if your into that kinda shit. youll like this book.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk what else to talk about so ill tell you about my day.  I woke up, and made a huge bowl of cereal.  ate that shit, and played doom 3 till about 130.  went over to the church and helped set up for that plant sale.  came home and went to my grandmas for dinner.  came home and quickly showered before i got steffanie from work at 945.  we returned to my home, and played doom 3 and ddr.  then just layed around till about 2, and i brought her home and got taco bell on the way.  till next time.  Zombie Supremecy.</content>
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    <title>,SAid tHE SHoTgun to The heAD</title>
    <published>2005-04-21T03:37:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-21T03:37:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; Citizens&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Where is your allegiance?&lt;br /&gt; why do you pledge with a covered heart&lt;br /&gt; when it needs to be opened?&lt;br /&gt; Why do you bear arms with balled fists and closed palms?&lt;br /&gt; Why do you call yourself a patriot when your greatest love has always been for   your mother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This loaded phallus has becum the prevailing metaphor of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Youve spent your chi on cheap versions of the virgin&lt;br /&gt; Youve worshipped loopholes in a story and war shipped mythic men to glory&lt;br /&gt; If in god's image&lt;br /&gt; then your god's A Plastic Surgeon.&lt;br /&gt; a &lt;big&gt; &lt;b&gt;TYRANNIC&lt;/big&gt; &lt;/b&gt; dictator&lt;br /&gt; a &lt;big&gt; &lt;b&gt;COWARD&lt;/big&gt; &lt;/b&gt; behind a curtian with a megaphone.&lt;br /&gt; an aging Oil tycoon on viagra&lt;br /&gt; ramming his plow into the earth&lt;br /&gt; turing up disease and disaster&lt;br /&gt; out of an ever-drying womb.&lt;br /&gt; you will become her cyclical sacrament&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; menstrual minstrels&lt;br /&gt; footing your own bill of right left right&lt;br /&gt; Marching blindliy into a moonless Night&lt;br /&gt; another dimension &lt;br /&gt; where children use chalk on the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt; tracing their bodies for the precriminal investigation&lt;br /&gt;of their paternal inheritance:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;big&gt; &lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;murder!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;men in uniform take &lt;i&gt;Note&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; love refuses to take cover&lt;br /&gt; the cloaked enchantress of your faith now prevails&lt;br /&gt; if you refuse yourself and her&lt;br /&gt; then take the fire&lt;br /&gt; from your holster and &lt;b&gt;lend your breath&lt;/b&gt; so that&lt;br /&gt; my love and I May Sail&lt;br /&gt; ready&lt;br /&gt; aim&lt;br /&gt; &lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt; &lt;b&gt;fire!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;water&lt;br /&gt; earth&lt;br /&gt; wind.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>less_than_junit @ 2005-03-28T15:12:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-28T20:30:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-28T20:30:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Daphne Loves Derby</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I havent updated in a few weeks.  mainly due to lazyness.  but everythings going ok.  Well thats a lie.  some things are going ok.  Ive just been really stressed out lately with school work, and thinking about after high school and what im gonna do and all that.  Fuck responsibility, my advice to you is never accept it if you can.  Oh well shit will work out the way its suppose to I guess.  Other than that im enjoying everday more and more, im looking foward to the summer, and to BOCES next year.  I dont know what else to say besides, my toes are really just twizzlers.</content>
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    <title>EH Update.</title>
    <published>2005-03-08T04:37:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-08T04:37:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hidden In Plain View</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well my life has been going pretty good.  Today I went to the beach with steff, and afterwards we walked around port jeff.  It was a good time.  I went skiing on saturday and the mountains were really good looking, I wish I brough my camera.  oh well.  So ive been writing alot again lately.  So heres some pieces to stuff ive been writing. let me know what yall think.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This time you'll be painted in red,&lt;br /&gt;and even the strongest bath of lies&lt;br /&gt;cant wash this one away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Guilt Trip is about to take a flight&lt;br /&gt;back to the states.&lt;br /&gt;When you sit inside your dark room,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you regret everything.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know you'll never have something like that again.&lt;br /&gt;It's not in your stars.&lt;br /&gt;Me and her are in a different galaxy.&lt;br /&gt;One far away from you.&lt;br /&gt;When our sun burns out, we can still be friends.&lt;br /&gt;When your sun dies, the darkness will kill you from the outside in.&lt;br /&gt;And you have nobody to help you find a new light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I feel like a third Wheel all over again.&lt;br /&gt;This rusty axle I ride,&lt;br /&gt;scrapes my sides and keeps rolling.&lt;br /&gt;If I could find a way to stop this I would.&lt;br /&gt;But the brake cable is ripped in two,&lt;br /&gt;and you wont put your feet on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I blame it all on him,&lt;br /&gt;every time he inches closer,&lt;br /&gt;I want to flip the world over,&lt;br /&gt;and crush him in his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ive only felt this much hate since I met you,&lt;br /&gt;but my future has never looked so bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen knives could never cut this deep.&lt;br /&gt;I want to take every broken piece &lt;br /&gt;and send it out to sea.&lt;br /&gt;Meet myself at the docks &lt;br /&gt;and place a piece of my heart on each of&lt;br /&gt;these anchored boats.&lt;br /&gt;Cut the ropes and watch them drift.&lt;br /&gt;I walk back into myself&lt;br /&gt;and walk to the woods&lt;br /&gt;to find my way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The shadow climbs up on the mountain side.&lt;br /&gt;Nightime is just over the top.&lt;br /&gt;As the wind calms and the air cools,&lt;br /&gt;the moon lights our view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I climbed so high just for you.&lt;br /&gt;And though I plan to stay awhile,&lt;br /&gt;I dont stop looking for shaking boulders,&lt;br /&gt;and loose rocks that could send me back down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll swear by it.&lt;br /&gt;If he peaks his head over the edges,&lt;br /&gt;I'll step on his hands till he lets go,&lt;br /&gt;and falls to the bottom again.&lt;br /&gt;I could care less how far hes come for you.&lt;br /&gt;None of that means anything to me,&lt;br /&gt;and it shouldnt to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll lean over and watch him snowball. &lt;br /&gt;All his lies building up.&lt;br /&gt;This time hes in the middle&lt;br /&gt;while they are violently exposed at the sides.&lt;br /&gt;When he finally stops, I hope everyone sees&lt;br /&gt;what a lie his life really is.</content>
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    <title>Its been a while</title>
    <published>2005-03-01T01:55:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-01T01:55:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Gym Class Heroes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Vacation was good. The catch phrase show was really good.  I was very happy with how we played.  We have another show in a month so thats nice.  Other than that I just hung around the house, and went out with people.  It was nice.  Lately things are looking good.  So thats good...yeah.  Im happy with everything right now.  School today was boring but afterwards I hung out with steffanie and thats always fun.  Later we went to Burger King and i dropped her off home.  I hope we have a 2 hour delay or a snow day.  I dont want to do mckinstrys outlines.  Fuck that shit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what else to say, but i'll leave you with some lyrics ive been working on. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You cant keep your hands out of my pockets, and I cant keep my fingers out of your hair.  Were as right as the light is, to night and day.  I just hope you relize that before the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together on this hot sand and rocks, under the summer sun. &lt;br /&gt;Soon there are stars, and we cover in blankets.&lt;br /&gt;This breeze brings us close for warmth,&lt;br /&gt;the ocean plays a lullaby we both know by heart.&lt;br /&gt;And we drift,&lt;br /&gt;we drift out to sea, falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Dont wake me, Ill dream as long as there is ocean.&lt;br /&gt;And ill never be lonley under these sheets.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forecast this ocean storm, tell me ahead of time. &lt;br /&gt;Tell me all you want about it, how bad it is, and how much it'll burn.&lt;br /&gt;But Im stubborn,&lt;br /&gt;Id rather be washed up on the beach dying, next to you.&lt;br /&gt;Then be lost at sea, while you ride to shore. And leave me no board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;May&lt;/i&gt;day, &lt;i&gt;May&lt;/i&gt;day&lt;br /&gt;This ship is going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;May&lt;/i&gt;day, &lt;i&gt;May&lt;/i&gt;day&lt;br /&gt;This love is starting to drown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four months at sea&lt;br /&gt;Twenty seven days underwater&lt;br /&gt;Two thousand and four reasons to keep me under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn my back to keep the wind out of my face.&lt;br /&gt;But your breath is a silent Assassin.&lt;br /&gt;I cant turn my back for anything.</content>
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    <title>100 Things?!  No 50.</title>
    <published>2005-02-22T03:24:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-22T03:24:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I have big hair.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Im 17.&lt;br /&gt;3.  I enjoy camping and shit like that.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Ive been playing bass and guitar since 8th grade.  So like 3 years or something.&lt;br /&gt;5.  I use to play clarinet in the school band, but i gave that shit up.&lt;br /&gt;6.  I enjoy all kinds of music, really everything.  Except country.  Fuck yall hicks.&lt;br /&gt;7.  I use to ride BMX till about 8th grade.  Thats when guitar and music took over my life.&lt;br /&gt;8.  My favortie food of all time has to be...Ham.  Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;9.  Other enjoyable foods are, chef boyardee, meatballs, sandwiches, and anything from Most fast foods.  Big Up to Wendys.  Dave Thomas is God.&lt;br /&gt;10.  I had the same wallpaper and paint and shit from when I was 4 till about a year ago.  It was a whale theme.  Im a big baby.&lt;br /&gt;11.  I hate my sister, but the rest of my family is madd chill.&lt;br /&gt;12.  My favorite tv show, hmm.  Idk I enjoy a good varity of tv.  Adult swim, mtv, discovery channel.&lt;br /&gt;13.  I sleep on my stomach, always.&lt;br /&gt;14.  I use to suck my thumb, and then I gave that shit up.&lt;br /&gt;15.  Im pretty good with computers, and electronics of the sorts.&lt;br /&gt;16.  Im in a Band.  We play music.  Ok.&lt;br /&gt;17.  I want to go to school for Audio Recording.&lt;br /&gt;18.  After school I want to start my own studio, and be some sort of producer.&lt;br /&gt;19.  Im going to live in the city.&lt;br /&gt;20.  I hate when my sister comes home and makes alot of noise.  I usally always am relaxing and that shit bothers me.&lt;br /&gt;21.  I hate when my mom comes into every room im in, and insists on turning EVERY fucking light.  I think im a vampire.&lt;br /&gt;22.  I wear a size 12 shoe.&lt;br /&gt;23.  I went to oxhead elementary school and most of my friends now use to go there 2.  Its madd classic shit.&lt;br /&gt;24.  During the summer I like to play baseball with my friends, and enjoy a nice walk to 7-11 afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;25.  I use to play basketball, soccer and baseball, back in the day, for Middle Country.&lt;br /&gt;26.  The only school sport I ever did was wrestling in 8th grade, I won like one match.  Woo.&lt;br /&gt;27.  Video games have been a big part of my life.  I remember sittin in the living room years back, playing NES by myself, cause everyone was to cool for me and played outside all day.  &lt;br /&gt;28.  I have a pool, and I use to swim in it every year like eavery day.  And now I probally went it like 4 times last summer.&lt;br /&gt;29.  The only bone I ever broke was my middle finger on my left hand, on a trampoline.&lt;br /&gt;30.  Once I slammed my thumb in a car door, and the whole entire nail fell off, and it was nasty like eggs.&lt;br /&gt;31.  I wish I could still wear those one piece fuzzy pajamas our parents got us when we were little.&lt;br /&gt;32.  Growing up I watched alot of Power Rangers.  &lt;br /&gt;33.  I collected G.I Joes, and Ninja Turtle Action figures.&lt;br /&gt;34.  Ive been to disney world twice, only once I can remember since i was like two the first time.&lt;br /&gt;35.  I remember being at James Burns' house a while back, and we played with these water guns that had walkie talkies in them, and our team name was  "The Moo Cows"  Classic Shit.&lt;br /&gt;36.  When i was in cub scouts, me james, greg, and chris and james dad were making these chicken and ham things, and we called it "the ham truck" and we raced it along the table, and James' dad slapped james on the hand when he saw him doing it.&lt;br /&gt;37.  Im still in boy scouts, and I plan to be an adult leader once I turn 18.&lt;br /&gt;38.  I think im a pretty good friend.&lt;br /&gt;39.  I have alot of really close friends, and one best friend.  Wich happens to be a girl named Steffanie.  Weird ass shit. No Im not gay.&lt;br /&gt;40.  My mom says I have road rage.&lt;br /&gt;41.  Before this year I use to walk everywhre I went.  Classic.&lt;br /&gt;42.  Once at fire island me and steffanie robbed a gangster.  He was poor.  Only 9 dilly.  nd his ferry ticket.  nigga must be stuck.&lt;br /&gt;43.  Years back over the summer, i use to catch fire flys with the neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;44.  My grandmas lives next door, and she spoils me.  I love it.&lt;br /&gt;45.  In the summer, I like to sit on my roof like every night and watch the stars. &lt;br /&gt;46.  When i was little I use to drive one of those battery operated cars, and I had a red corvette, Ladies loved it.&lt;br /&gt;47.  I use to have a whole collections of books about dinosaurs.  Now i probally cant tell you one thing about them.&lt;br /&gt;48.  I use to have alot of legos, by alot I mean like a whole plastic container full of em.  &lt;br /&gt;49.  Ive never eaten and kind of sea food.&lt;br /&gt;50.  I always wear my hood.  All the bitches that are wearing them are all followers of the scene.  I started that shit in like 7th grade.  Fuck Yall.</content>
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    <title>It's always on my mind.  Your always on my mind.</title>
    <published>2005-02-06T23:59:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-07T00:01:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well today I saw your face again, it reminded me of snow.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you once said were all unique snowflakes.&lt;br /&gt;Well if thats true your a sun&lt;br /&gt;and I'll melt with Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like we were children giving perfect presents on christmas eve.&lt;br /&gt;And for once your parents were pleased&lt;br /&gt;with the gifts that you recived.&lt;br /&gt;But now we just seem to drift.&lt;br /&gt;Cause these days are getting older.&lt;br /&gt;And I just seem to breaking,&lt;br /&gt;cause im a lonley plastic toy now.&lt;br /&gt;Who dreams about your red overcoat.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah when youd stuff me in your pocket &lt;br /&gt;and pull me out when you felt alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now your off to college and I wish &lt;br /&gt;I was that comuter desk.&lt;br /&gt;So I could constantly see you do your test, &lt;br /&gt;and scribble all the useless words on the side.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah those ones were youd write &lt;br /&gt;all those magnifecent poems&lt;br /&gt;About how your life seems to be broken, &lt;br /&gt;And hoping someone could pick up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But darling dont ever feel like your alone.&lt;br /&gt;Cause your arms will be resting on my heart.&lt;br /&gt;And yes you may open me up and &lt;br /&gt;take what you like.&lt;br /&gt;But can I have just one favor tonight? &lt;br /&gt;It is if I could kiss you,&lt;br /&gt;so that I may have your tounge on my heart.</content>
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    <title>Quiz?</title>
    <published>2005-02-04T22:19:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-04T22:19:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Black Maria</lj:music>
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    <title>No.</title>
    <published>2005-02-04T01:00:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-04T01:00:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Race The Sun</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well this weeks was pretty good I guess.  Band Practice was good, started new songs and shit.  Looking foward the show on the 20th.  Tuesday I did nothing all day.  Wednesday I stayed home and did nothing all day again.  Today I hung out with steffanie and watched movies and shiz.  I signed up for the Halo 2 Tournament on Saturday, so that should be fun. I think im done.  Goodbye.</content>
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    <title>Take Me Away</title>
    <published>2005-01-30T20:42:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-30T20:42:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>An Angle</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I just relized we have school tomorrow.  Fuck that shit.  My weekend was boring besides friday night and saturday night.  Besides going out then, all I really did was lay around in my bed listening to An Angle and watching tv.  I think thats how im going to spend the rest of my day.  Good bye.</content>
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    <title>Hey Guess What!?                                                       Fuck You.</title>
    <published>2005-01-28T05:46:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-28T05:46:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>This Room Is Silent.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">And I'll sleep with my head on the&lt;br /&gt;other side of the bed tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Just as reminder of days past.  &lt;br /&gt;Though this time I dream alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is I'd Kill myself today,&lt;br /&gt;If I could be reborn,&lt;br /&gt;and live that part of my life once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll forget my seatbelt and just crash this car,&lt;br /&gt;wrap myself around a streetlight.&lt;br /&gt;The sirens will blare so loud,&lt;br /&gt;you awake from dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;You'll come on down, because you always make the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears will fill your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;when you look through that broken glass.&lt;br /&gt;Shattered memories, now all over my lap.&lt;br /&gt;You lost your chance, its done.&lt;br /&gt;As im drifting off,&lt;br /&gt;I can almost taste you in the lump in my throat&lt;br /&gt;And if you think this is all your fault.&lt;br /&gt;Your Right.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy your new friend, Regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.  So, I got bored, and actaully finished something I started.  So thats it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:less_than_junit:24115</id>
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    <title>I know your reading this. I know we can be Happy again.</title>
    <published>2005-01-22T21:00:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-23T03:16:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well my friends hate me for what i've become &lt;br /&gt;see, &lt;b&gt;i've been drowning in love and not focusing on my life&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;but this morning i took off all of my clothes and cleaned my skin clear &lt;br /&gt;but the stench of you, no it doesn't disappear &lt;br /&gt;so i just wait in my lonely house &lt;br /&gt;no no no, i have no clout to put your pictures up in our gallery &lt;br /&gt;so i go out and place my feet downtown &lt;br /&gt;and the people watch me drink myself to bars and death constantly &lt;br /&gt;and they ask "why you doing this, boy, when there's so much more to prove?" &lt;br /&gt;well &lt;b&gt;she's never coming back&lt;/b&gt;, and i have to finish this half cuz i paid four bucks a glass &lt;br /&gt;and it's also the only thing that could be sticking around &lt;br /&gt;and i bought cocaine from my friend just the other day &lt;br /&gt;you know, just to let my memory fade so when you come to my place &lt;br /&gt;my heart will beat as loud as it could drum &lt;br /&gt;cuz, you know, when you talk too much it's like music playing &lt;br /&gt;and it only coughed in my thoughts when you left &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;you see, i get so depressed when you lie to my face &lt;br /&gt;and i think we'd be very cute, you know, if you'd just let me hold you &lt;br /&gt;and then we could spell out the truth &lt;br /&gt;and if you do this to me again, i might have a childish fit &lt;br /&gt;and you won't find me attractive as you did&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, you need a man, someone on your feet &lt;br /&gt;with high self-esteem &lt;br /&gt;and never blames manic-depression for the way he's feeling &lt;br /&gt;cuz that's how i'm feeling &lt;br /&gt;so if i told you i found another love &lt;br /&gt;well you know, just this once, it was right after you're end-to-us art warehouse &lt;br /&gt;and we were dancing and drinking downtown &lt;br /&gt;the lights were blinking so loud &lt;br /&gt;that, for once, i couldn't hear what a girl adored &lt;br /&gt;and i collapsed into the gutter of k street &lt;br /&gt;that's when i knew mistakes were beauty &lt;br /&gt;and i found you more than incomplete &lt;br /&gt;so at this lie was just all a bit of truth &lt;br /&gt;will you still chase me like i do when you're constantly wrapped in that sheet? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;we are the fairy tale that failed, and i constantly keep reading it &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i am the ugliest thing that could ever grow up to be of some kind of being &lt;br /&gt;and you know how perfect we could be &lt;br /&gt;cuz we could be &lt;br /&gt;yeah, we could be</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:less_than_junit:23942</id>
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    <title>Its only Monday</title>
    <published>2005-01-18T04:28:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-18T04:29:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yes Monday.  We had no school today.  But it still sucked.  I sat home, did nothing.  Got NONE of my school work finished, and to makes things better, things I look foward to never seem to happen.  Im begining to make good friends with disapointment.  This week is already planned out.  I have stuff 2 do everyday. Normally I would say 'good at least I wont be bored'.  But these days, I just want to sit home and watch tv, sleep, and hang out with certain people.  Band practice twice this week.  Thats going to be good.  Show this Sunday, thats going to be better.  Aside from that, I have 2 finish like 2 quartelys by friday, and I havent started either.  Oh well.  I'll fail and never get into the college of my choosing.  Suffolk Community College is getting closer to my future.  Ive decided to take BOCES classes next year.  Audio Recording, and Production, shall be my area of studies.  Hopefully that helps my chances of getting away to a better college.  If not, I'll just sell myself to slavery and live in a shack the rest of my life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news.  Im dead. Im not really alive.  This is just a Robot Puppet named Felipe, sitting at this very desk.  I've already died, and he is simply living out my life for me again. Though it wont change my fate.  And nothing seems to ever change a second time around.  So whats the point of second chances you ask?  Oh, well I'll tell you.  To get it rubbed in your face, that you couldnt have it the first time.  To taunt you with the fact you might have it back again.  But then its quickly taken away.  And your sitting back in your bed, watching cartoons and sippin' yoo-hoo, like the little baby you are.  Fuck.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:less_than_junit:23792</id>
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    <title>Im a Mighty Tighty Whitey and Im Smugling Plums</title>
    <published>2005-01-17T06:31:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-17T06:43:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Daphne Loves Derby</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This is Stolen from Jesse's blog cause im lazy.  Read on for pictures.

-...then Jay colon picked me up and we left

we picked up james burns then went to get jordan..he was passed out on his couch and he got ready and came

then we got Mike Rouse and went to Burger King we called massuads and told him we were from a radio station and he can win either a $50 cruise or a $50 gift certificate to BK but they hung up...

then we went to the Bowling alley...we all ran in and then we left almost right away lol...and went to dunkin donuts and drew pictures and random sentences in a book...then we went to 711 and i took pictures of some little kids pretending to drive and because i was drinking iced tea they said i was drinking alcohol....what a bunch of fags...

so jordan and james tried to get 4 hotdogs but were refused so we had to go to another one and they got them and they all got squashed

then we stole 2 chasses!!! and took classic pictures with them!!

then i smeared hot dog on a car it was good

then i went home

im sure a lot more happened but ill wait for the others to remember

i definitely needed a crazy night out...and i got one...seriously an insane day!!!

later


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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:less_than_junit:23518</id>
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    <title>Its the same thing</title>
    <published>2005-01-06T21:01:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-06T21:01:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">One smell, one touch, sends him back months in time.  Only to wake from his nostalgia, feeling melancholy.  If she knew that this is how he lived each day.  Went to bed, and woke up with one thing on his mind.  If she knew.  But would it make a difference?  Shouldnt the guy who deserves it get what he longs for?  He'll probally never have that again now.  Things won't work out.  He's got the poker face, but he's got another bad hand.  He play's along.  Only to hurt himself more with each reminder of who's taking his place, and that smile doesnt help.  He'll never call her out, this bluff can go on forever.  One more chance.  That's all he want's.</content>
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