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  <title>one may think we're alright</title>
  <subtitle>but we need pills to sleep at night</subtitle>
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    <name>chalk it up to experience.</name>
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  <updated>2008-05-29T03:09:34Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:___plasticjesus:88168</id>
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    <title>___plasticjesus @ 2008-05-28T23:09:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-29T03:09:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-29T03:09:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">everytime you make me smile, which is everytime i am with you, i can't help but think of when we say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my heart will break on the spot.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:___plasticjesus:87328</id>
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    <title>___plasticjesus @ 2008-05-13T23:55:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-14T03:55:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-14T03:55:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">you care about saves the day acoustic songs.&lt;br /&gt;something about you.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:___plasticjesus:86423</id>
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    <title>___plasticjesus @ 2008-04-06T13:17:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-06T17:19:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-06T17:19:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm in love with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving mountains&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;my friends</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:___plasticjesus:86104</id>
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    <title>___plasticjesus @ 2008-03-27T21:40:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-28T01:43:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-28T01:43:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i fucking hate you and i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;you're so full of shit, you were such a waste of time, i honestly wish i never met you, you suck so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my right to be a fucking baby sometimes.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:___plasticjesus:84985</id>
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    <title>i need something to keep my thoughts occupied.</title>
    <published>2008-03-05T03:39:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-05T22:39:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my heart hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pick your favourite movies.&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to IMDb and find a quote from each movie.&lt;br /&gt;3. Post them here for everyone to guess.&lt;br /&gt;4. Strike it out when someone guesses correctly, and put who guessed it and the movie.&lt;br /&gt;5. NO GOOGLING/using IMDb search functions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strike&gt;"It's like God gave you something, man. All those stories you can make up. And He said, this is what we got for you kid, try not to lose it. But kids lose everything unless there's someone there to look out for them. And if your parents are too fucked up to do it, then maybe I should"&lt;/strike&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "I'm not gonna meet someone like Diane Court at a kegger. I mean this girl was different, man. When we'd go out, we wouldn't even have to go out. We'd just hang out. This girl made me trust myself. I was walking around, feeling satisfied, can you imagine that? But then she cuts me loose. I dont know why, she wont tell me why. Maybe its because of her father, I dont know. She wont talk to me. Wont look at me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strike&gt;""You know what? Fuck beauty contests. Life is one fucking beauty contest after another. School, then college, then work... Fuck that. And fuck the Air Force Academy. If I want to fly, I'll find a way to fly. You do what you love, and fuck the rest."&lt;/strike&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strike&gt;""You're going nowhere, Sanka, and you're thrilled to death about it."&lt;/strike&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strike&gt;""Well, that's good, because I have to tell Corey I love her by 1:37."&lt;/strike&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strike&gt;""So I gotta sit here and eat my dessert alone like I'm fuckin' Steven Glansberg?"&lt;/strike&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "It doesn't feel like just a game to me." &lt;br /&gt;"So what's it feel like?"&lt;br /&gt;"Feels like... feels like we're going to war." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strike&gt;""You embarrassed the girl. Sacrifice yourself on the alter of dignity and even the score."&lt;/strike&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strike&gt;"". I got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing what's gonna happen or, who I'm gonna meet, where I'm gonna wind up. Just the other night I was sleeping under a bridge and now here I am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine people. I figure life's a gift and I don't intend on wasting it. You don't know what hand you're gonna get dealt next. You learn to take life as it comes at you... to make each day count. "&lt;/strike&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "And as we sat there listening to the carolers, I wanted to tell Brian it was over now and everything would be okay. But that was a lie, plus, I couldn't speak anyway. I wish there was some way for us to go back and undo the past. But there wasn't. There was nothing we could do. So I just stayed silent and trying to telepathically communicate how sorry I was about what had happened. And I thought of all the grief and sadness and fucked up suffering in the world, and it made me want to escape. I wished with all my heart that we could just leave this world behind. Rise like two angels in the night and magically... disappear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;strike&gt;""I was crazy, you know that, Pony? I was crazy for wanting Johnny to stay out of trouble. If he was smart, like me, he wouldn't be in this mess. If he was smart like me, he wouldn't have ran into that church man. You better wise up Pony. You better wise up man. You get TOUGH like me and you don't get hurt! You watch out for yourself, and nothing can touch you man!"&lt;/strike&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. "I'm trying to wake you up! There's a big fucking world out there. It's messy, and it's chaotic, and it's never, it's never ever the thing you'd expect. It's ok to be scared but you cannot allow your fears to turn you into an asshole, not when it comes to the people that really love you, the people that need you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. "I'll see you in the sequel, bitch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;strike&gt;""Listen, Rob, would you have sex with me? Because I want to feel something else than this. It either that, or I go home and put my hand in the fire. Unless you want to stub cigarettes out on my arm. "&lt;/strike&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goo go go.</content>
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    <title>"fill that hole in my heart"</title>
    <published>2008-02-21T03:20:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-21T03:20:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">we have a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby :]</content>
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    <title>___plasticjesus @ 2008-02-06T22:51:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-07T03:51:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-07T03:51:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">spin me around again&lt;br /&gt;and rub my eyes&lt;br /&gt;this can't be happening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]</content>
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    <title>___plasticjesus @ 2007-12-31T02:03:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-31T07:01:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-31T07:01:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i think i liked the title of the new treos record more than i liked the actual record &lt;br /&gt;this is long overdue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; you are always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's hard for my mind to keep up with my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; moving&lt;br /&gt;mountains</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:___plasticjesus:83234</id>
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    <title>___plasticjesus @ 2007-12-23T10:10:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-23T15:08:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-23T15:08:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">you have stolen my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.</content>
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    <title> :]</title>
    <published>2007-12-02T05:36:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-02T05:36:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">that's what you get when you let your heart win&lt;br /&gt; whoaaa oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  hey boy, i dig you</content>
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    <title>___plasticjesus @ 2007-07-13T00:08:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-13T04:17:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-13T04:17:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">don't be gone when i get home&lt;br /&gt;      YOU'RE ALL I HAVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, chillin in honolulu. waiting for jill to get ready so we can go mack some bids. i spent the day in doris duke's mansion, she was a wickeddd rich tobacco heiress who built a crazyyyy house filled with like a billion dollars of islamic art. shit was so wild, her caretaker who is still alive hung out with us for a while. he liked my johnny cupcakes shirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am glad i am here, so much easier to take my mind of you. seriously, there are so many distractions. just sit on the beach or like walk around the city and it's just 93952 times easier than it would be if i was home. can't see you either way so i guess it's better that i am half way around the world. hope you and your girlfriend are having fun, she's probably just as much as a fuck up as you are. whatever, over it.</content>
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    <title>the 6th golden ticket</title>
    <published>2007-07-07T02:37:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-07T02:37:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">we mouthed the words to all of the saddest songs because they felt like home&lt;br /&gt;and i watched you out of the corner of my eye &lt;br /&gt;and that smile you gave me launched one thousand beats of my heart. &lt;br /&gt;so you can lean a little harder i will take that weight from you, &lt;br /&gt;i will be that call in the middle of the night &lt;br /&gt;the picture kept in your favorite book &lt;br /&gt;someone to call yours i will be that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just looking for someone to leave me breathless and i found it in you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt; and i dont want to miss you anymore &lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want to miss you anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here is one song to call your own &lt;br /&gt;to kiss away the tears and leave no traces of pain &lt;br /&gt;so angelic &lt;br /&gt;and comforting &lt;br /&gt;these are my dreams all coming true &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must have played that message one thousand times just to hear your voice before i went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imissyousomuch.</content>
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    <title>YOU'RE ALL I HAVE.</title>
    <published>2007-07-01T04:29:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-01T04:29:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">oh my god it was so good to hear your voice tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's raining so hard out right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i'm fucking gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but look how good my typing is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for this weekend because you promisedddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)</content>
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    <title>for me this is heaven</title>
    <published>2007-06-18T00:27:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-18T00:27:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">mmm summer's here. just ridiculous nights with ridiculous friends and so many boys. shows all summer, hawaii july 6th-22nd. austin july 28th-august 1st, JIMMY EAT WORLD JULY 30th. who knows but it shall be interesting. no drama, no dumb people, no trig, no rose manning, nothing to waste my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, ok let's get serious i am flying to austin to see jimmy eat world play...it's going to be amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" the intention of this run is to spread out and play material we haven't in a long time. i am not saying this will be an acoustic show, although at times it will be very stripped down. these sets will be the kind where we would play polaris or 23 instead of nothingwrong or just tonight. we would play cautioners instead of a praise chorus. we would play ten instead of your new aesthetic. we hope it will be a fun time for fans. thing are going to get really busy soon with our new record getting prepped for release. "-jim adkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aka this is going to be the best night of my life.</content>
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    <title>___plasticjesus @ 2007-06-15T01:14:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-15T05:27:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-15T05:27:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"i get so choked up anyway with any of thought of you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come home come home come home. dumb dummbbb dumbbb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've caused the most real smiles i've felt in the last 3 years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's probably worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gladdd i make sense.</content>
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    <title>there are so many things that i would like to say to you</title>
    <published>2007-06-04T03:23:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-04T03:23:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"this is only a chapter. this is merely a point in our lives where we don't know who we are"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much therefore i am and so much confusion. i need summer and i need new hampshire. and i think i need you.</content>
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    <title>___plasticjesus @ 2007-05-28T20:02:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-29T00:03:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-29T00:03:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">you're clearly homosexual and your girlfriend is ugly and has yellow teeth and listens to dumb music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh i feel so much better now. never been more over it.</content>
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    <title>jesus christ that's a pretty face.</title>
    <published>2007-02-10T05:02:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-10T05:02:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i don't think i'll ever get over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how handsome you are.</content>
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    <title>___plasticjesus @ 2007-01-12T17:56:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-12T23:14:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-12T23:14:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm sorry for fucking things up, i am an idiot. it was probably one of the only good things i had going for me, whatever it was, and now i don't even have your friendship. if i could say half of the things i want to say to you, maybe it would make things better. but i can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just please don't leave without saying goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're just across the street. looks a mile to my feet. i want to go to you.&lt;br /&gt;funny how i'm nervous still. i've always been the easy kill.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i always will.&lt;br /&gt;could it be that everything goes around by chance&lt;br /&gt;or only one way that it was always meant to be&lt;br /&gt;you kill me, you always know the perfect thing to say&lt;br /&gt;i know what i should do but i just can't walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can picture your face well from the bar in my hotel&lt;br /&gt;i wish i'd go to you.&lt;br /&gt;i pick up, put down the phone&lt;br /&gt;like your favorite Heatmiser song goes:&lt;br /&gt;'it's just like being alone...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jimmy eat world on repeat for a week straight.</content>
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    <title>okay so.</title>
    <published>2007-01-05T00:02:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-05T00:02:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i feel obliged to make a new years entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so, 2006. what can i say? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out who my real friends were&lt;br /&gt;went to europe with my bests&lt;br /&gt;hawaii, always glorious&lt;br /&gt;got a job that i sort of love&lt;br /&gt;probably changed a lot&lt;br /&gt;wags, so much love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing really big i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my new years resolution...is to find one boy.&lt;br /&gt;and stick to just one boy. none of this ridiculousness anymore, i am getting pretty sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what to look forward to in 2007:&lt;br /&gt;making money, much love paper store&lt;br /&gt;spain, italy, and england in april with my best friends&lt;br /&gt;finshing fucking junior year and starting senior year&lt;br /&gt;home (hawaii) in the summer&lt;br /&gt;captain of soccer in fall&lt;br /&gt;maybe meeting a decent male?&lt;br /&gt;...next new years? maybe top this years?</content>
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    <title>___plasticjesus @ 2006-12-14T23:18:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-15T04:18:56Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i feel so sick right now i kind of just want to die a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;haven't slept a good nights sleep in about 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;i am getting really dizzy and almost passing out at school and work.&lt;br /&gt;love school.&lt;br /&gt;love failing 2 classes.&lt;br /&gt;and i can't stop listening to konstantine by something corporate.&lt;br /&gt;like something is really wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god tomorrow is friday cause i am about to kill some one.</content>
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    <title>track 03 by artist.</title>
    <published>2006-11-27T01:46:37Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-27T01:46:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this weekend was so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now that it is over&lt;br /&gt;everything is just so wretched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got to see about a boy...</content>
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    <title>amped.</title>
    <published>2006-11-09T22:27:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-09T22:27:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.TickerFactory.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://tickers.TickerFactory.com/ezt/d/4;10725;0/st/20070412/e/Spain%60Italy/k/4eff/event.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cannot even wait :)</content>
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    <title>all of this.</title>
    <published>2006-10-18T01:40:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-18T01:40:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when did this happen?</content>
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    <title>baby baby baby boy</title>
    <published>2006-10-10T23:21:41Z</published>
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    <content type="html">this don't mean a thing if youre not next to me.&lt;br /&gt;you're who i want to wake up to every morning.</content>
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