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  <title>Let's start this all over again</title>
  <subtitle>With the same generation</subtitle>
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    <name>The barrel is loaded, so go and paint your target.</name>
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  <updated>2005-09-18T20:19:18Z</updated>
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    <title>RPG Examples For Communities. Fowl Language warning.</title>
    <published>2005-09-18T20:18:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-18T20:19:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Love Ryhmes With Hideous Car Wreck - Blood Brothers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mikey Way Diary Extract - Private AU RPG Forum&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was well... Strange I guess. After being told we had a day off, Frank and ray took it upon themselves to drag me and Gerard along to some sort of amusement park with them. After being driven through what seemed like 5 states, the park came into site. I was definately &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; looking forward to this day, being surrounded by hyperactive kids, childish adults and teenagers acting stupider then their little brothers. But dispite my stubborness, they managed to somehow force me out of the car and onto my feet. Frank and Ray managed to drag me and my brother around for half of the day, until I broke away from the group, and wandered over to a bench in a quiet corner. Relieved that I had some quiet time to myself, I put The Smiths on my iPod and closed my eyes. Needless to say I was woken from my light sleep by a hyperactive Frank, who managed to scare me just enough to make me fly off the end of the bench into the dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sonny Moore Diary Extract - Slash RPG Forum&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I was standing there in the kitchen, and he fucking broke down right in front of me. He wouldn't calm down, and to be honest, I didn't really know what to do. I gathered he had probably heard about me and Matt, and what had happened, so I tried what seemed like the sensible approach. &lt;i&gt;"What's that then?"&lt;/i&gt; I hear you ask, well... I toyed with the idea of telling Derek outright, but I scrapped that, thinking it would warrant a worse reaction than making it all up. So yeah... I lied to him, thinking it would be the cleverer option. In truth it wasn't really a very clever idea, because it earnt me a swift smack around the face, a bloody nose and my front door being slammed so hard it woke the whole neighbourhood up.</content>
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    <title>Which would you prefer? My finger on the trigger or me face down across your floor?</title>
    <published>2005-09-18T17:23:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-18T17:23:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dead Baby Kick Ball - FFTL</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not exactly, but my old journal was getting clogged up with writing and shit, so I've decided to make this one, just for the fanfics and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell I'm absolute shite at introducing myself, so I shall say no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;</content>
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