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  <updated>2006-09-08T19:23:11Z</updated>
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    <title>2 question's!</title>
    <published>2006-09-08T19:23:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-08T19:23:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. did either me or Tachiri post a story called Not exactly love at first sight? it would have been back around may and it was a frankie iero/ johnny christ story.... we were writing it together before she went on vacation and i recently found the first chapter and was wondering if it had been posted yet. (i have a really bad memory, but yay for her finally being home! more leah stories = &amp;hearts;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. does anyone remember a story based on v for vendetta that (i think) was a pete/patrick, andy/joe story? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for legality:  AFI slashy quotes. (they're pretty funny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jade: Hey Dave, are you jealous that the entire Girl's Not Grey video takes place in my crotch? Davey: No, because I'm going to take place in your crotch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer: I was wondering if you and Davey ever fought over a mirror backstage or something, and if so who won? And who has used the most makeup on one single night? &lt;br /&gt;Jade: Actually, yes, that happens all the time. Finally, I was like, "That's it! It's time to settle this make-up contest once and for all, I challenge you to a make-out!" Wrong choice of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: So were you guys ever in Boy Scouts or anything? &lt;br /&gt;Adam: I was a Weeblo. Jade: We all blow. Davey: I blow! Jade: Davey is quite a 'demon in the sack' so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fan: Davey, how do you respond to the rumours circulating that you are a homosexual? Is there any truth to these? &lt;br /&gt;Davey: How should I respond? Ecstatically? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer: I don't want to be rude but you guys are a bunch of weirdo freaks. Do the locals abuse you in the street in Ukiah? &lt;br /&gt;Davey: The time I went back before last I got whistled at by some hicks in a truck. I was flattered but I'm not sure they were really interested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.k. i'm done now. </content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:young_sinner:792</id>
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    <title>young_sinner @ 2006-06-30T01:34:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-30T09:25:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-30T09:25:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hawk life&lt;br /&gt;pg13&lt;br /&gt;angst&lt;br /&gt;a/n: the poem in here is one i wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bam was looking through some stuff on the floor for a clean pair of shorts when something fell out of the pile. It was a piece of paper, folded and stamped like some sort of royal document. Frowning in confusion, he opened it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bammie,&lt;br /&gt;Falling, falling with broken wings,&lt;br /&gt;The hidden eyass cannot be reached, &lt;br /&gt;Safe haven gone, alone at the end,&lt;br /&gt;I commend my soul to the gods.&lt;br /&gt;Ville&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bam sat down abruptly, shocked at the revelation. He slowly reached for his cell and dialed Ville's number.&lt;br /&gt;"We're sorry but this number has been disconnected."&lt;br /&gt;He hung up and called Ville's cell, thinking maybe his phone bill hadn't been paid.&lt;br /&gt;"We're sorry but this number has been disconnected."&lt;br /&gt;As he hung up, he glanced down at the note in his hand, rereading the whole thing. Worried, he dug through the stuff in his nightstand before finding his address book on top of it. hurriedly he flipped to the l's and dialed Linde's number.&lt;br /&gt;"Hei?" came the sleepy voice.&lt;br /&gt;"Linde? It's Bam."&lt;br /&gt;"Bam? What's up? Why are you calling me at....11:30at night?"&lt;br /&gt;"Um, have you heard from Ville?"&lt;br /&gt;"Not since we got off the plane a few hours ago, why?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm worried about him, his phones are both disconnected, he left me a note and...." Bam stopped unable to finish.&lt;br /&gt;"Bam? Bam, what did the note say?"&lt;br /&gt;"It was a poem and then he said... he said he loved me."&lt;br /&gt;Linde sighed, frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;"Bam, it is obviously not his declaration that has you worried, so tell me the poem."&lt;br /&gt;"Falling, falling with broken wings,&lt;br /&gt;The hidden eyass cannot be reached, &lt;br /&gt;Safe haven gone, alone at the end,&lt;br /&gt;I commend my soul to the gods."&lt;br /&gt;Linde's eyes widened. &lt;br /&gt;"Bam? I'll call you back." He hung up before Bam could protest.&lt;br /&gt;He hurried out to his car and squealed out, leaving burned rubber on the pavement.&lt;br /&gt;Bam alternately paced and sat on the bed chewing his nails. When Missy showed up to take him to yet another boring party put on by her stuffy parents, he screamed at her to fuck off and leave him alone. She replied that she wasn't going to put up with his bullshit and she was leaving him for good this time. He said he didn't care. She flipped him off and left.&lt;br /&gt;Linde arrived at Ville's apartment and raced up the stairs not even bothering to close the car door or even turn off the car. &lt;br /&gt;"Ville?" He yelled banging on the door. When no answer came, he reached up and felt over the door for the key that Ville left there "just in case." Finding it he unlocked the door and rushed inside. As he looked through each room, he pulled out his cell and called Bam.&lt;br /&gt;"Linde?" &lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I'm at his apartment, I haven't found anything OH MY GOD!" Linde started babbling in Finnish.&lt;br /&gt;"LINDE! English, please!"&lt;br /&gt;"Bam, you better tell him what you want to quick, because I need to call an ambulance and you might not get another chance."&lt;br /&gt;"Bammie?" Said a weak voice.&lt;br /&gt;"Ville! Oh god, don't do this to me! Please, I need you to be all right, I-I love you!" Bam said shocking himself.&lt;br /&gt;"I love you too Bammie. Goodbye."&lt;br /&gt;"No!"&lt;br /&gt;"Bam? I need to call the ambulance. I'll call you if there is any news."&lt;br /&gt;*click*&lt;br /&gt;*buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;"Today, two celebrities, Finnish rock star, Ville Valo and Pennsylvania's skateboard king, Bam Margera, were laid to rest in a special ceremony. Their ashes were poured into the Atlantic Ocean as friends and family each received a special token from each of them. The rest of Ville's band played the song Join me in Death, which they declared was the most appropriate. Rumors have spread of their deaths being a lover's suicide pact, but have so far been neither confirmed nor denied. &lt;br /&gt;In other news...." </content>
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    <title>young_sinner @ 2006-06-11T18:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-12T01:27:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-12T01:27:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the suffering by coheed and cambria</lj:music>
    <content type="html">songs/pairings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my name is trouble by nightmare of you: steve bays/ray toro (hot hot heat/ my chemical romance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scars by papa roach: davey havok/jade puget(afi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bandages by hot hot heat: tre cool/ andy hurley (green day/ fall out boy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear scene, i wish i was deaf by nightmare of you: patrick stump/ gerard way (fall out boy/ my chemical romance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heart shaped box by nirvana: ?/?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speak slow by tegan and sara: ?/?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:young_sinner:466</id>
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    <title>um hi.</title>
    <published>2006-06-06T20:16:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-06T20:16:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>welcome home,  coheed and cambria</lj:music>
    <content type="html">O.k. This is my first entry so stuff about me. My name is Christian. I am 18/m/gay (yes I know what your thinking and I've heard all the jokes before.) My bff is Leah, known here as Tachiri, and you should definately read her stuff. um, my favorite bands are Nightmare of you, Coheed and Cambria, The Used, Red Hot Chili Peppers, The Beatles, The Ramones, Tegan and Sara, ect ect. i'm pretty eclectic and fiercely loyal, also i can't spell worth a damn. o.k. &amp;hearts; bye for now.</content>
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