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  <title>Bleed From Your Eyes</title>
  <subtitle>Thomas Patrick Molyneux</subtitle>
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    <name>Thomas Patrick Molyneux</name>
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  <updated>2005-06-27T20:46:44Z</updated>
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    <title>sean inspired this</title>
    <published>2005-06-27T20:46:44Z</published>
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    <content type="html">after reading what sean wrote i decided to write something about high school. ok lets start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i start i just want to mention a few constants that were around all through high school&lt;br /&gt;my whole family&lt;br /&gt;my views and opinions&lt;br /&gt;always wore tight clothes&lt;br /&gt;always listened to rare music&lt;br /&gt;always rode bikes&lt;br /&gt;never ever did drugs besides drinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freshman year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made it into high school with 3 real friends. dave, sean and joe. there were probably others, like nick, that dont seem to stick out much now because im not friends with them anymore really. well a few days into high school, something horrible happened. i was sitting in math, and pam runs into the room saying something about some idiots crashing a plane. i just kind of laughed because it sounded funny and i was immature. later on that day, i found out that 2 airplanes flew into the world trade center, as well as one into the pentagon and one into the ground in pennsylvania. this changed me forever. no, i didnt lose anyone and no, i sure as hell did NOT become a 'patriot'. riding my bike down the street that afternoon, and seeing the smoke rising toward the sun, was the first glass-shattering brick thrown into my naive screen that my young age had yet to overcome. i began to see things differently than everyone else, and i developed very strong views that to this day still stand, and to this day divide me from other people. anyway, time went on. i made new friends, lost friends, watched a monster take over the country, and even dealt with the hardships caused by a family member who decided to put a bullet in his skull. yet another life changing moment, all ironically in freshman year. i dont remember much from the rest of the year, but i do remember joe introducing me to a girl named lauren, who to this day still has a place in my heart. i really dont think she realizes it but she was the first girl i ever loved and had a 'relationship' with haha. although we arent really friends now and there are certainly no feelings between us, she still stands as one of those people who could always be my best friend at any moment of any day if they wanted to. anyway, all of the changes and bullshit i had to deal with that year eventually made me really depressed. so depressed that the next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sophomore year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt go to school this year. ill get to that in a second though, i cant believe i forgot something. BICYCLES! i rode my bike since i was 7 and at this point in my life nothing was changing. i met paul the summer before, as well as erk and little dave. all of which are still my brothers. all we ever did back then we ride. i mean i still do that now, as well as everyone besides paul who is now in college/at home for summer, and joe who works a lot. anyway. sophomore year i was homeschooled. it was ok, tests were open book and i cheated on everything for those of you who always had questions about it. this year, i spent a lot of time around englishtown and a lot of time alone. i constantly explored everywhere while people were in school. i remember eating lunch by the lake all the time. i met a girl named allie that year, and we hung out for the first time on valentines day. we ended up going out for 8 or 9 months and broke up. i have a lot of flashbacks from back then. not so much memories.. just images and sounds. i guess we hate eachother or something now because i dont even talk to her. i always rode my bike to manalapan high school to see her, and to her house just as much. i remember hanging out with sean dave and joe a ton that year. we were always together. later that summer i would meet joes friends in jamesburg and become very close with them. i decided at the end of that year i would go back to high school. the only thing is, manalapan would not let me. i was being forced to let them redistrict me to freehold township, 20 minutes further than manalapan. this basically took me out of the loop, and besides my close friends, i lost all connections to manalapan and anyone in it. very saddening to this day, but i guess i was forced to get used to it. that summer i spent a lot of time at allies and englishtown. these days make me want to cry, becasue i just remember how sunny it always was and how i never had a care in the world (so i think now) and how i never left my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junior year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are beginning to get more familiar now. once again i forgot more about the last year. sophomore year i spent every friday night in blades in the mall. all my best friends were always there. at one point, over the entire last 2 years, we all filmed a lot on our bikes and i edited a full length bmx video called jersey bound. we premiered it in blades. that was a crazy night. i miss those days. anyway, junior year, my first year in freehold. the first day i met kevin vitella and he introduced me to the later dubbed TADS crew. i was friends with them all year. lets see if i remember classes..&lt;br /&gt;psychology, i met matt allen who remained a good friend up until graduation. we had a lot of fun that year and the teacher ms caruso was one of my good friends.&lt;br /&gt;pop music, i met corey fucking flynn and amanda fucking denis, 2 people ill never forget. corey was my best friend, but he graduated that year. i went out with amanda for 2 or 3 months around winter time but i threw it away for some dumb reason. we had a lot of fun all the time, which is more than i can say about a few of the other girls ive dated.&lt;br /&gt;i dont remember my other classes except...&lt;br /&gt;CHEMISTRY. chemistry was the best times of my life. matt, mike, bobby, pete, all you guys made that year the best fucking year ever. i did so many crazy things that year, including but not limited to- sledding down the stairs on a desktop, showering ourselves and others with shaving cream, breaking glass things in the science room, pulling the safety shower, feeding bobby chemically enhanced gum haha.. and much more. doc was so cool though, he never even gave a fuck. so fucking bad ass. i love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;toward the end of the year i had a birthday party in my backyard, where i became a lot closer with jen. skip some drama here and there we went out for the whole summer. i slept at her house ALL the time and rarely ever spent a night in englishtown. i lived in jamesburg for that whole summer really. im sure that disappointed my friendsbutthey never complained much haha. i became best friends with dana, laura and chris that summer too. they all saw my best and worst moments. at this point i had basically lost all ties to sean. i never really saw much of him after that, even now we arent really friends anymore. thats kind of upsetting and im sure there are tons of reasons for it but they will all start needless arguments so fuck it. obviously i miss the fucking kid. that summmer got me really into not paying for things and just getting by any other way i could. even now i feel this way. everyone mistakes it as laziness but its really just another view on thingsin the world, one of the less ignorant ones even. me and jen broke up in september of my senior year, well, because i was a scumbag and cheated on her. i almost lost all my friends, deservingly, after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senior year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met cecily on october 19th of my senior year. we are still going out to this day. senior year was really depressing over all i think. i spent a lot more time with dave, did not see joe as much because he worked a lot, and i saw tads crew a lot. eventually me and dave started jesus get your gun. after a while tom mccarthy joined, we played a few shows and called it quits but i think were back. there were so many memories from this year, but i am the kind of person who can only tell you abotu them when you bring it up. i cant list off the top of my head. i met tons of kids this year and developed the habit of peeing on everything everywhere i go haha. the summer before i began drinking a lot and that carried into this year. i was always responsible about it though so i didnt get in too much trouble. i calmed dwon a lot this year otherwise. spent the whole year up until this day with cecily. i cant recap on her because we are still together haha and id have to look at it from an outside perspective. its funy, this is the most recent year yet i can barely remember anything. i know i made tons of friends that ill never meet again. my views and standpoints always strengthened to the point where i either have friends or hate the people beacuse of them. i still ride, and i went on a ton of trips this year. saw so many things. i also want to mention the death of a good friend. crimson sabletooth molyneux died sometime in february. she will be missed. that car brought back SOOO many memories. i wish i could say more but i ran out of shit to say. i have a new dog named harry. hes chill i guess. i hope i mentioned everyone. graduation was one of the saddest days of my life. it was only a week ago but i still feel so weird. it ended such a large chapter in my life. i have no idea where im going now. i dont really care, as long as im having fun. no one can ever tell me its time to stop living to have fun and work a 9 to 5 job in an office. no one will ever tell me to calm the fuck down.&lt;br /&gt;i went into high school with a lot of best friends and no acquaintances. i just left high school with 302402 acquaintances, dave and cecily. who knows whats gonna happen from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who the fuck cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have a memory or anything to say please say it. i dont really remember anything from all the concussions ive had. if you dont want to say your name dont say it, but even if were enemies just post something. thank you to everyone ive ever loved, or anyone whos ever loved me and supported me. the end.</content>
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    <title>livejournal and the internet in general is a joke</title>
    <published>2005-03-22T12:07:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-22T12:07:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">all you guys do is bitch whine and complain. youre almost all 18 or older, thats fuckin pathetic. at least whine in a real journal that no one reads. the people who sit here and complain about what is said in other peoples journals are sad too. just get out of the house and get a fuckin life. no one cares about you in real life, let alone the internet.</content>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2005-01-22T00:55:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-22T05:57:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-22T05:57:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">lately my days consist of school, goldeneye, cecily, dave, erick and random shit. for instance, today i went to jump on my kitchen counter for no reason at all. my toes slipped off and my shins scraped all the way down it. i know have gashes and HUGE bruises on both shins. of course all i could do was laugh. another example, erick climbs on to the hood of my car. big mistake. i begin going 30mph and slamming the brakes, then going about 25mph reverse and slamming the brakes. his head hit the windsheild so hard. i love cecily and i need to ride my fucking bike.</content>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2005-01-14T06:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-14T11:48:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-14T11:48:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">last few days were boring. dont remember much. yesterday woke up late when to school, though i had to be there by 1050, got there at 1049 and found out i had to be there by 1000. so basically i was counted absnet but still went to school and did nothing so w/e. afterword i was real pumped for sayervlile, i dropped cec off and headed home. found out dave was too sick so it was just me and erk. met up with dan eckerd but it was too wet to ride. went home, wrote music, argued with cec, went to sleep. today i woke up to the sound of silence. i lean over to turn my cd player on and BAM alarm goes off on the clock right in my face. scared the shit out of me. its raining like hell. im writing this before 7am. bye</content>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2005-01-10T15:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-10T20:34:37Z</published>
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    <content type="html">today was a pretty good day. it started with me rockin out to slayer on the way to cecilys haha.. i brought her to school early and said 'im not comin in till later cause i have stuff to do' so i went out and bought her a boquet of flowers, a card, and a sugar cookie scented candle and hid it all in her locker. she seemed to like it haha. its good to do random things for your love.&lt;br /&gt;school was boring but we got out like 10 minutes early for no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;now i think i will go ride with wayne.</content>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2005-01-10T07:01:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-10T12:02:41Z</published>
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    <content type="html">hm&lt;br /&gt;so i wake up and i feel completely different than i did last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;my plan is failing. im sad again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get to see cecily in 30 minutes. i am happy for that. i have a surprise for her today...</content>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2005-01-10T00:05:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-10T05:25:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-10T05:25:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>uhh</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i decided to start writin in this jam again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill start by sayin ive NEVER seen so much drama in one high school. whewwwww crazy shit. i almost miss people. i miss luke cause i said the word jams.. that was his word.i miss eveyrone always haha.&lt;br /&gt;operation beagoodboyfriend has started tonight at 12"06 am. i need to make cecily want me back.. and i know just what to do.. well a few thhings anyway.. i need to be the kid i used to be back in the manalapan days.. f freehold. oyea mike ragussa is a pussy who needs to get his ass kicked.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like goin crazy and door checkin stuff with dave. thatd be sick. i always miss sean hes always chill when hes not whining ;) hahaha speaking of which i stole this from his jounral... oh ya... i love cecily salinas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TEN RANDOM THINGS ABOUT ME&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i have been a bad boyfriend to the best girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;2. i am a very angry kid who needs to chill the fuck out haha&lt;br /&gt;3. i listen to a lot of music, mainly grindcore and chill country joints like cash&lt;br /&gt;4. miss the crimethinc days..... &lt;br /&gt;5. in a band with dave raffa.. jesusgetyourgun, we are angry like woa&lt;br /&gt;6. i see money as simply a way to pay bills.. i dont believe in it otherwise&lt;br /&gt;7. i drive a wack ass car&lt;br /&gt;8. im moody as hell like a little school girl.. also needs to stop&lt;br /&gt;9. crave wawa rasberry iced tea&lt;br /&gt;10. sick of hearing pepole bitch about stuff including my own self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE STATES I’VE VISITED&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. nj homeland&lt;br /&gt;2. Pennsylvania&lt;br /&gt;3. New York&lt;br /&gt;4. Maryland&lt;br /&gt;5. Delaware &lt;br /&gt;6. Virgina&lt;br /&gt;7. NC&lt;br /&gt;8. SC&lt;br /&gt;9. Georgia&lt;br /&gt;thats the only places ive been to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT THINGS I WANT TO DO BEFORE I DIE&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. get married to cecily&lt;br /&gt;2. go where life takes me&lt;br /&gt;3. grow my normal hair color back and take out my lip ring&lt;br /&gt;4. if i have to pick a career let it be art and video&lt;br /&gt;5. have some more sex but not with the world.. you kno just 1 girl WHO I LOVE&lt;br /&gt;6. become a happy, optimistic person! no more anger!&lt;br /&gt;7. learn to look past little things and have fun like i used to&lt;br /&gt;8. get away from hardcore music and write and sing acoustic rhymes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN WAYS TO WIN MY HEART&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;1. be chill and laid back&lt;br /&gt;2. dont try to be a tough girl.. that shits played&lt;br /&gt;3. THINK FOR YOURSELF&lt;br /&gt;4. get away from all kinds of drama and shit&lt;br /&gt;5. be down with having fun and looking like an ass&lt;br /&gt;6. have fun and break stuff&lt;br /&gt;7. dont be an asshole like i have been to cecily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX THINGS I BELIEVE IN&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;1. living&lt;br /&gt;2. dying&lt;br /&gt;3. respect&lt;br /&gt;4. love&lt;br /&gt;5. bad things will eventually happen&lt;br /&gt;6. helping another human being out.. if they arent horrible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE THINGS I’M AFRAID OF&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. driving &amp; car accidents.. ESPECIALLY IN DEADLY DEADLY RAIN&lt;br /&gt;2. losing cecily (im serious, shes done so much for me)&lt;br /&gt;3. wasting time recovering from injury&lt;br /&gt;4. airplanes&lt;br /&gt;5. chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR OF MY FAVORITE ITEMS IN MY BEDROOM&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my bed&lt;br /&gt;2. the walls&lt;br /&gt;3. how much thinking goes on in there&lt;br /&gt;4. i just like everything idk haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS I DO EVERY DAY&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. breathe&lt;br /&gt;2. think&lt;br /&gt;3. dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO THINGS IM TRYING NOT TO DO RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. stay up too long&lt;br /&gt;2. get sad or angry again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE PERSON I WANT TO SEE RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. cecily and mark gralla&lt;br /&gt;i cant count</content>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2004-12-12T10:22:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-12T15:40:13Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-12T15:40:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">does anyone still read this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im completely ready to end high school and die. by die of course i mean go to brookdale, take classes and work, finish brookdale, work for 40 more years, have no kids or wife and die. fuck this place. fuck meeting new people, fuck school, fuck relationships, and fuck disrespect. im so bad at dealing with any of them.&lt;br /&gt;especially relationships. i get too serious i guess. i wish i started one where if it ended, that would be fine and we could both be friends but that will never happen. especailly now because out of nowhere ive become this jealous protective boyfriend. but thats because i dont want anyone fucking stealing her from me. she means so much to me. everytime someone disrespects her, i want to smash their fukcin face in even though she hardly ever realizes it because shes a girl and girls dont see when guys show disrespect to try and get with them. we fight a lot about the lack of affection though. im a pretty emo guy when it comes down to being with girls and i dont think i can stand a relationship where i am the only one like that. i mean thats what i want relationships for. to make me feel special and shit. i promised myself this is the last time i try in high school though. if this doesnt work, nothing will, so fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;jesusgetyourgun is done basically. well everyones idea of it anyway. were just going to become a new full band. dave on guitar (i think), james bartley on bass, and gregg teutonico on drums, me on vocals and eventually another guitarist. everyone is really skilled besides me so i dont think it will be long until we put out some music and play shows. &lt;br /&gt;work isnt bad. i work at the fucking mall metal capital of the world. everyone who shops at spencers is fucking gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more later</content>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2004-11-17T07:06:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-17T12:09:39Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-17T12:09:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im writing this before school at 7 06 am.&lt;br /&gt;a member of my best friend daves close family passed away yesterday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please give him and his family the sympathy and understanding they need at a dark hour like this.&lt;br /&gt;i knew rob and he was funny as hell. i always saw him around. its terrible that we have to lose a great person like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im here for you dave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'we will shed this blood, these tears, for those who have fallen.'</content>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2004-11-06T08:04:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-06T13:07:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-06T13:07:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my girlfriend has singlehandedly become the most confusing person alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright it just got too fucking cold out, warm up dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my car is fixed but they dicked me over so i have to earn 150 more dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dog is dragging her ass on the carpet. my mom says her analsac is itching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;analsac.</content>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2004-10-26T09:22:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-26T13:22:40Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-26T13:22:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>norma jean</lj:music>
    <content type="html">im sitting here waiting for daves lazy ass to wake up so we can go ride like planned.</content>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2004-10-06T04:01:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-06T11:03:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-06T11:03:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">maybe it isnt that bad.&lt;br /&gt;jesus get your gun is about to record. another band is also starting including me on vocals, dave and mike kirk on guitar and phil dioria on drums. should be sick.&lt;br /&gt;on the ep we should have the oxford massacre, virgins taste like bacardi starring r kelly, you were an accident, but its ok! i couldve killed you, and one other. definitely ask about it.&lt;br /&gt;anyone want us to play any shows?</content>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2004-10-02T08:40:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-02T12:40:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-02T12:40:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so my girlfriend goes away for a week in a little over an hour. what does that make me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lonely, depressed, bored and worried.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pullthecup:68137</id>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2004-09-30T20:46:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-01T00:46:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-01T00:49:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">have you ever knelt to such a coward? a colonoscopy can lead to bronchospasms and a sore throat but when the egg comes first, who is there to nourish it? never ever has this meant so much to the colony. or is it...kolyneux? it doesnt seem to matter much, the bond is there. thats all a child ever asked for, right?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pullthecup:67953</id>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2004-09-28T17:59:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-28T22:00:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-28T22:00:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i pray the secretary follows the temple of medusa on a stick impaled, well, the silhouette of which anyway. in and only in dimly lit kitchens, solstice is called for.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pullthecup:67756</id>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2004-09-28T17:13:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-28T21:18:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-28T21:18:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">live journal now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she leaves at 3, stone babies shed crystalized salt molded into tear drops. a shade of crimson lies hospitalized in a penitentiary. scarlette is seen from this viewpoint on her left side, bleeding out onto the living room floor, disregarded. what she once was. what she couldve been. what she could be. everyone steps around the issue like a spill of mop water, only a small inconvenience. i see now it is more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the glory of sweet metaphors.</content>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2004-09-19T15:21:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-19T19:56:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-19T19:56:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">naturallyjaded  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[Describe your]&lt;br /&gt;x. [Wallet] i dont use one but i have a standard brown one&lt;br /&gt;x. [Hairbrush] none&lt;br /&gt;x. [Toothbrush/TEETH] varies &lt;br /&gt;x. [Jewelry worn daily] live fast die young necklace&lt;br /&gt;x. [Blanket] blue/red&lt;br /&gt;x. [Coffee cup] none&lt;br /&gt;x. [Sunglasses] mcmonagles glasses&lt;br /&gt;x. [Shoes] orchid&lt;br /&gt;x. [Favorite shirt] dead memory or my cowboy button up red one&lt;br /&gt;x. [CD in stereo right now] this day forward - in response&lt;br /&gt;x. [Tattoos] none&lt;br /&gt;x. [Body Piercings] lip/chin&lt;br /&gt;x. [What you are wearing now:] jeans, fbm sweatshirt, hellonearth shirt&lt;br /&gt;x. [Hair] black curly and long&lt;br /&gt;x. [Do you like candles] do you like sugar?&lt;br /&gt;x. [Do you believe in love] yes i do&lt;br /&gt;x. [Do you believe in soul mates] i guess.. like friends.&lt;br /&gt;x. [Do you believe in love at first sight] no&lt;br /&gt;x. [What do you want done with your body when you die] burned&lt;br /&gt;x. [What are you gonna do when you're older?] ride my bike and make music&lt;br /&gt;x. [How many songs do you have on your computer?] over 2 thousand&lt;br /&gt;x. [What band are you listening to now?] denali&lt;br /&gt;x. [Look out your window...tell me what you see] a bush.. a nice one&lt;br /&gt;x. [If you could have any animal for a pet?] mr daniels&lt;br /&gt;x. [What is the longest you've ever stayed up?] allll night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[When was the last time you ... ]&lt;br /&gt;x. [Smiled?] now&lt;br /&gt;x. [Laughed?] at mr daniels.&lt;br /&gt;x. [Cried?]  a while ago&lt;br /&gt;x. [Bought] a while ago hhaa&lt;br /&gt;x. [Danced?] recently&lt;br /&gt;x. [Were sarcastic?] i cant remember&lt;br /&gt;x. [Had a nightmare?] cant remember&lt;br /&gt;x. [Last book you read] part of that one that i forgot the name&lt;br /&gt;x. [Last movie you saw] do not remember&lt;br /&gt;x. [Last thing you had to drink?] twister&lt;br /&gt;x. [Last thing you had to eat] chili and a bagel&lt;br /&gt;x. [How many fillings do you have?] 0&lt;br /&gt;x. [Do you look like any celebrities?] tom molyneux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Fashion ]&lt;br /&gt;x. [Do you wear a watch?] if i had one&lt;br /&gt;x. [How many coats and jackets do you own?] a few&lt;br /&gt;x. [Favorite pants color?] blue jeans&lt;br /&gt;x. [Most expensive item of clothing?] shoes&lt;br /&gt;x. [Describe your style in one word] what ever i feel like "being" that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Your Friends ]&lt;br /&gt;x. [do your friends know you?] yeah they do&lt;br /&gt;x. [Are there traits in you that are universally liked?] doubtful&lt;br /&gt;x. [How many people do you tell everything to?] dave sean joe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Music/TV/Books ]&lt;br /&gt;x. [Favorite band ever?] well at this second its denali but it will change in another second&lt;br /&gt;x. [Most listened to bands?] nag hamadi, converge, this day forward&lt;br /&gt;x. [Do you find any musicians good-looking?] i dont really care what they look like&lt;br /&gt;x. [Type of music most listened to?] everything plus a little more hardcore&lt;br /&gt;x. [Favorite book?] i dont care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ General Questions ]&lt;br /&gt;x. [What do you prefer, a sunny or rainy day?] i usually get away with enjoying the weather either way&lt;br /&gt;x. [Do you consider yourself lucky?] yes, in both good and bad ways, things happen to me that dont happen to other people&lt;br /&gt;x. [Choose one word to describe how you feel most often] lately ive been anxious to live the next day.. im happy about that&lt;br /&gt;x. [Do you own any plaid clothing?] of course&lt;br /&gt;x. [Is there more than one zipper in your pants?] haha no&lt;br /&gt;x. [Do you own braces?] teeth braces? i used to&lt;br /&gt;x. [Does your hairstyle exceed a height of 3 inches?] no unless its puffy&lt;br /&gt;x. [Would you classify your hair as a deadly weapon?] no&lt;br /&gt;x. [Do you have a favorite brand of hair dye?] no&lt;br /&gt;x. [Do you own a bandanna?] no but davey does&lt;br /&gt;x. [Are you amused by safety pins] no&lt;br /&gt;x. [Have you ever used duct tape as a sewing substitute?] of course, what am i rich?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Habits/beliefs ]&lt;br /&gt;x. [Are you disgruntled (having a general hate for everything)?] sometimes&lt;br /&gt;x. [Are you an anarchist?] no&lt;br /&gt;x. [Are you vegan/vegetarian?] somewhat&lt;br /&gt;x. [Do you think meat is murder?] technically it is but i cant say i care anymore, because war is murder too&lt;br /&gt;x. [Have you ever slept in an alley or park?] yes&lt;br /&gt;x. [Do you wash your hair less than once a week?] every day&lt;br /&gt;x. [Have you ever gone a week without a shower?] yea&lt;br /&gt;x. [Age] 17&lt;br /&gt;x. [Birthday]  5 1 87&lt;br /&gt;x. [Sign] taurus&lt;br /&gt;x. [Location] englishtown&lt;br /&gt;x. [Status] very very taken&lt;br /&gt;x. [Crush] jennie margeret&lt;br /&gt;x. [Natural hair color] brown&lt;br /&gt;x. [Current hair color] black&lt;br /&gt;x. [Eye color] brown. wow, i suck.&lt;br /&gt;x. [Height] 6 1 ish&lt;br /&gt;x. [Shoe size] 13&lt;br /&gt;x. [Parents] 1&lt;br /&gt;x. [Siblings] 0&lt;br /&gt;x. [Live with] .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[favorites]&lt;br /&gt;x. [Number] 28&lt;br /&gt;x. [Color] blood red (not trying to be tough, i just like that red)&lt;br /&gt;x. [Day] friday&lt;br /&gt;x. [Movie] haha&lt;br /&gt;x. [Food] pizza&lt;br /&gt;x. [Season] fall&lt;br /&gt;x. [Class] drama&lt;br /&gt;x. [Drink] twister or code red&lt;br /&gt;x. [Veggie] creamed spinach&lt;br /&gt;x. [TV Show] none&lt;br /&gt;x. [Radio] NONE FUCK THE RADIOOOO ARRGGG (this anger stems in the fact that my car has nothing but radio)&lt;br /&gt;x. [Store] blades&lt;br /&gt;x. [Word(s)] lose&lt;br /&gt;x. [Animal] cats theyre fucking bad ass but still gay, dogs are awesome&lt;br /&gt;x. [Flower] cold beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[this or that] &lt;br /&gt;x. [Me/You] me&lt;br /&gt;x. [Coke/Pepsi] pepsi&lt;br /&gt;x. [Day/night] day&lt;br /&gt;x. [CD/cassette] cassettes caus they dont scratch&lt;br /&gt;x. [DVD/VHS] vhs for the same reason&lt;br /&gt;x. [Jeans/khakis] JEANS&lt;br /&gt;x. [Car/truck] truck</content>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2004-09-12T21:53:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-13T01:54:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-13T01:54:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">last night mike kirk who plays guitar in my band got drunk with little dave, they stole a bottle of vodka from some guys front yard and ran down the street to the old trails with it. they were already drunk and the guy comes back and questions them about the bottle and says if youre honest you wont get hurt. so theyre cool about it, and they admit. then out of nowhere the guys friend comes up, tackles mike and starts punching and kicking him IN THE FACE. the guy tried to gouge out his eyes and break his arms. mike is so fucked up. then the guys friend tried to pull him off, and the guy went nuts and charged mike again. then a group of people pulled him off, mike started running, and then all of a sudden, the guy throws everyone off of him and HITS LITTLE DAVE IN THE BACK WITH MIKES BOARD. everyone went to the police station. mike is charged with theft and criminal trespassing, and all the guy got was simple assault. mike is 14, the guy is 40. he has a daughter in mikes grade. the court date is tuesday.</content>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2004-09-09T07:07:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-09T11:15:13Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-09T11:15:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok so shesh anging out with him today and shes mad because she dosent know why i am mad. well its funny, because she or anyone never will understand.&lt;br /&gt;this situation reflects my whole life. ive been backstabbed, cheated, and betrayed by every friend ive ever had. whether ive forgotten them or forgiven them, it has happened. and this kid, well he pretty much sums up my life. he can talk shit on my and my girlfriend or two closest friends wont back me up. he can hang out with her and drive her home whenever he wants. her sister has flat out told me, "he comes first." it makes me feel so great inside. my life is summed up by some fucking scumbag who "comes before me". im sick of this shit. i talked to emma and kevin v last night for a good hour and it made me realize so much about who the fuck i am. any reason people look down on me or think less of me, is because i look down on myself. why? well i blame it on my past, but im sick of excuses. i have a lot more confidence now and i refused to be picked under someone "better". THATS why im mad. if you cant understand that then dont even worry about it because obviously it isnt your problem.&lt;br /&gt;im sick of having someone mad at me because they dont understand why im fucking upset. im not letter anyone step on me ever again. im not talking shit without saying it to their face. and every last person i have a problem with is getting their face dealt to them. not him though. hes going to learn that "tom fuckin molyneux" isnt going to be pushed down and picked under him. hes getting it a lot worse, hes going to learn some fucking respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you take this for exactly what it says, dont manipulate it in any way.&lt;br /&gt;end.</content>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2004-09-07T21:39:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-08T01:40:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-08T01:40:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i want everyone to make jen feel special from now on. why? because she is amazing and deserves it!!</content>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2004-08-26T16:01:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-26T20:04:26Z</published>
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    <content type="html">hey look im overreacting and being dramatic like usual. its ok, cause its 'just tom', right guys? that wont make him feel like shit or anything. not being able to see his girlfriend as much as possible in the last 6 days of summer wont hurt his feelings at all. right? of course not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats fine though. i could go into more detail, but thats what private entries are for. have a nice day, "friends".</content>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2004-08-24T11:29:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-24T15:31:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-24T15:31:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yah so i went to clark yesterday and some little gurl asked me 20000 questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;r u tony hawks brother&lt;br /&gt;r u his good friend&lt;br /&gt;can u pedal backwards&lt;br /&gt;can u weely in the front&lt;br /&gt;can u grind down the rails&lt;br /&gt;how do u get ur hair like that&lt;br /&gt;how do u do that&lt;br /&gt;r u on tv&lt;br /&gt;r u good&lt;br /&gt;whats ur name&lt;br /&gt;r u tony hawk&lt;br /&gt;r u dave mira&lt;br /&gt;r u in the xgames&lt;br /&gt;did u win the xgaymes&lt;br /&gt;r u in video games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i hate kids</content>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2004-08-22T14:10:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-22T18:15:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-22T18:15:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today is beautiful. it reminds me of those really simple days. you know, back when we were kids. where you would just go outside and run and play all day. i wish things were like that all the time. in a way, they are. i go out and ride my bike all day. or i hang out with jen all day but we usually stay in. in short what im trying to say is i want to play outside with jen today. so jen, you should come over today/tonight and we can play in the woods, or walk around englishtown and look at the lake and get food. i could show the secret spots that my friends dont even know about. it would be sooo nice jennifer. i dont like fighting with my girlfriend but it always happens so i guess ill just deal. i think i make shit complicated sometimes. its funny because i make the simplest situations complicated because i dont know how to explain things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is really short and really funny. you fight and fight and fight with everyone when youre a teenager. all i really want to do is have fun. thats why i got my new lion king ring tone. its fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jen, i want to frolick with you in my backyard. derp.</content>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2004-08-18T11:05:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-18T15:06:06Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;AM I: [Yes or No]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ugly?&lt;br&gt;kind?&lt;br&gt;quiet?&lt;br&gt;loud?&lt;br&gt;shy?&lt;br&gt;typical?&lt;br&gt;weird?&lt;br&gt;selfish?&lt;br&gt;crazy?&lt;br&gt;attractive?&lt;br&gt;cute?&lt;br&gt;pretty?&lt;br&gt;sexy?&lt;br&gt;nice?&lt;br&gt;mean?&lt;br&gt;immature?&lt;br&gt;rude?&lt;br&gt;cool?&lt;br&gt;a brat?&lt;br&gt;a bitch?&lt;br&gt;stupid?&lt;br&gt;caring?&lt;br&gt;mature?&lt;br&gt;uncaring?&lt;br&gt;a friend?&lt;br&gt;more than a friend?&lt;br&gt;your best friend?&lt;br&gt;talkative?&lt;br&gt;boring?&lt;br&gt;creative?&lt;br&gt;smart?&lt;br&gt;a flirt?&lt;br&gt;emotional?&lt;br&gt;slutty?&lt;br&gt;a psycho?&lt;br&gt;athletic?&lt;br&gt;confusing?&lt;br&gt;sweet?&lt;br&gt;moody?&lt;br&gt;annoying?&lt;br&gt;funny?&lt;br&gt;hyper?&lt;br&gt;laid back?&lt;br&gt;perfect?&lt;br&gt;awesome?&lt;br&gt;your role-model?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;:JUST SOME QUESTIONS:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Do you know my phone number? If so, type the last four digits:&lt;br&gt;2. Do you think I'll get married?&lt;br&gt;3. If you do, who do you think I'll marry?&lt;br&gt;4. When is my birthday?&lt;br&gt;5. Who is my best friend?&lt;br&gt;6. Where did you and I meet?&lt;br&gt;7. Have you ever had a dream about me?&lt;br&gt;8. If you could change one thing about me, what would it be?&lt;br&gt;9. Describe me in 3-5 words:&lt;br&gt;10. Do you think I'm a virgin?&lt;br&gt;11. If you could tell me anything, what would it be?&lt;br&gt;12. If you could ask me anything, what would it be?&lt;br&gt;13. If you could give me anything, what would it be?&lt;br&gt;14. Are we good friends?&lt;br&gt;15. Do you trust me?&lt;br&gt;16. What is something you admire most about me?&lt;br&gt;17. What is something you dislike most about me?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;:PERSONAL:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. I am the _______ person you know.&lt;br&gt;2. Would you ever kiss-kiss me?&lt;br&gt;3. Would you want to be my bf/gf?&lt;br&gt;4. Do you ever think about me offline?&lt;br&gt;5. On a scale of 1-10 (10 being highest), how much do you think of me each day?&lt;br&gt;6. Would you ever ask me out?&lt;br&gt;7. Right now, what is the chance of that happening (in %)?&lt;br&gt;8. Have you ever had a crush on me?&lt;br&gt;9. Do you still?&lt;br&gt;10. On a scale of 1-10, what would you rate my body?&lt;br&gt;11. On a scale of 1-10, what would you rate my personality?&lt;br&gt;12. Physically, what's my best feature?&lt;br&gt;13. Mentally, what's my best feature?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;:EVERYONE:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. What is one thing you would want to tell me before I died?&lt;br&gt;12. What do you think about me in general?&lt;br&gt;13. Was this totally pointless?&lt;br&gt;14. Will you make me fill this out about you next time? &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>pullthecup @ 2004-08-18T10:07:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-18T14:08:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-18T14:08:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i worry a lot about her. i worry about her going to this party on friday. i worry when she drinks. and i worry about losing her, or her losing me. we definitely hold each other together. ive been drinking a lot lately. no one really knows. no one will find out, because no one is here to read this.</content>
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