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  <title>Someone has to be the big fuck up, right?</title>
  <subtitle>She should of made her mother proud...</subtitle>
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    <name>Culture Slut</name>
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  <updated>2005-09-07T14:39:10Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sweep4eva:63559</id>
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    <title>sweep4eva @ 2005-09-07T15:37:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-07T14:39:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-07T14:39:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>My Hometown - The Wannadies</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The CD cover to Last Splash isn't a strawberry. It's a heart.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sweep4eva:62329</id>
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    <title>sweep4eva @ 2005-08-31T18:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-31T17:43:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-31T17:43:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">No i'm not 'cause Eastenders and Emmerdale arn't even on yet.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was later than this. &lt;br /&gt;I sure love my new icon.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sweep4eva:60889</id>
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    <title>sweep4eva @ 2005-08-27T20:49:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-27T19:49:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-27T19:50:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Some people hate the british. I don't. Their just wankers..."</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sweep4eva:60526</id>
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    <title>Morwenna wrote this for me.</title>
    <published>2005-08-27T13:57:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-27T13:57:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I Don't Like Mondays - The Boomtown Rats</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Words on the paper, Words in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Round they go and round they go&lt;br /&gt;Never to depart.&lt;br /&gt;But emptiness has claimed me&lt;br /&gt;Despite your flow’ry prose&lt;br /&gt;The absence of music &lt;br /&gt;Is the conception of my woes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~By Morwenna Caddy, for Sweep.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sweep4eva:59009</id>
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    <title>Mama gripped onto the milkman's hand and then she finally gave birth...</title>
    <published>2005-08-24T20:50:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-24T21:29:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Your Lucky Day In Hell - Eels</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v651/sweep4eva/fffffffffffffffffffffffffJeffsWall.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sweep4eva:58719</id>
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    <title>sweep4eva @ 2005-08-19T23:42:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-19T22:43:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-19T22:43:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My heart is broke, but i have some glue&lt;br /&gt;help me inhale, and bend it with you&lt;br /&gt;we'll float around and hangout on clouds&lt;br /&gt;then looking down, we'll have a hangover&lt;br /&gt;have a hangover, had a hangover&lt;br /&gt;had a hangover...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sweep4eva:53933</id>
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    <title>Michael Hutchence ~ Tragic Death Of A Superstar.</title>
    <published>2005-07-25T14:14:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-25T14:14:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Beautiful Girl - INXS</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Post mortem examinations showed that Michael Hutchence died from suffocation caused by hanging. &lt;br /&gt;A coroner in Australia recorded the death as suicide caused by depression. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It later emerged that his naked body was found hanging from the door of his hotel room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coroner said that Michael Hutchence's depression was brought on by the custody battle being fought out by Paula Yates and Bob Geldof over their three daughters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Paula Yates maintained Michael Hutchence would never have killed himself and believed he died attempting auto erotic asphyxiation, in which choking to the point of unconsciousness heightens sexual pleasure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1998 Bob Geldof won custody of his three daughters from Yates and that combined with Hutchence's death led her into a severe state of depression. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years later Paula Yates was found dead at her home in London; a coroner said an accidental heroin overdose was the cause of death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up until Michael Hutchence's death INXS had made ten albums and they have had worldwide sales of more than thirty million albums. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band has continued to perform and record with a number of different lead singers, including Terence Trent D'Arby.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sweep4eva:51288</id>
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    <title>Up The Junction - Squeeze</title>
    <published>2005-07-17T23:40:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-17T23:40:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">(difford/tilbrook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought it would happen&lt;br /&gt;With me and the girl from clapham&lt;br /&gt;Out on a windy common&lt;br /&gt;That night I ain’t forgotten&lt;br /&gt;When she dealt out the rations&lt;br /&gt;With some or other passions&lt;br /&gt;I said you are a lady&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps she said I may be&lt;br /&gt;We moved into a basement&lt;br /&gt;With thoughts of our engagement&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in by the telly&lt;br /&gt;Although the room was smelly&lt;br /&gt;We spent our time just kissing&lt;br /&gt;The railway arms we’re missing&lt;br /&gt;But love had got us hooked up&lt;br /&gt;And all our time it took up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a job with stanley&lt;br /&gt;He said I’d come in handy&lt;br /&gt;And started me on monday&lt;br /&gt;So I had a bath on sunday&lt;br /&gt;I worked eleven hours&lt;br /&gt;And bought the girl some flowers&lt;br /&gt;She said she’d seen a doctor&lt;br /&gt;And nothing now could stop her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked all through the winter&lt;br /&gt;The weather brass and bitter&lt;br /&gt;I put away a tenner&lt;br /&gt;Each week to make her better&lt;br /&gt;And when the time was ready&lt;br /&gt;We had to sell the telly&lt;br /&gt;Late evenings by the fire&lt;br /&gt;With little kicks inside her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning at 4:50&lt;br /&gt;I took her rather nifty&lt;br /&gt;Down to an incubator&lt;br /&gt;Where thirty minutes later&lt;br /&gt;She gave birth to a daughter&lt;br /&gt;Within a year a walker&lt;br /&gt;She looked just like her mother&lt;br /&gt;If there could be another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now she’s two years older&lt;br /&gt;Her mother’s with a soldier&lt;br /&gt;She left me when my drinking&lt;br /&gt;Became a proper stinging&lt;br /&gt;The devil came and took me&lt;br /&gt;From bar to street to bookie&lt;br /&gt;No more nights by the telly&lt;br /&gt;No more nights nappies smelling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone here in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;I feel there’s something missing&lt;br /&gt;I’d beg for some forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;But begging’s not my business&lt;br /&gt;And she won’t write a letter&lt;br /&gt;Although I always tell her&lt;br /&gt;And so it’s my assumption&lt;br /&gt;I’m really up the junction</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sweep4eva:50174</id>
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    <title>Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar has given you the call to call Alice when she was just small</title>
    <published>2005-07-14T13:21:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-14T13:21:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>White Rabbit - Jefferson Airplane</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Courtney Love looks like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brittany Murphy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v651/sweep4eva/BritneySpears.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tori Spelling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v651/sweep4eva/ToriSpelling_Unknown.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stevie Nicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v651/sweep4eva/StevieNicks_SepiaVoid.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v651/sweep4eva/HarryPotter_knifetheyuse.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew Barrymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v651/sweep4eva/DrewBarrymore.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v651/sweep4eva/BritneySpears_Matt.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I new Alice In Wonderland was all about drugs.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sweep4eva:48049</id>
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    <title>Message In A Bottle - The Police</title>
    <published>2005-05-26T19:40:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-26T19:41:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just a castaway, an island lost at sea, oh&lt;br /&gt;Another lonely day, with no one here but me, oh&lt;br /&gt;More loneliness than anyone could bear&lt;br /&gt;Rescue me before I fall into despair, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll send an s.o.s. to the world&lt;br /&gt;I’ll send an s.o.s. to the world&lt;br /&gt;I hope that someone gets my&lt;br /&gt;I hope that someone gets my&lt;br /&gt;I hope that someone gets my&lt;br /&gt;Message in a bottle, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Message in a bottle, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year has passed since I wrote my note&lt;br /&gt;But I should have known this right from the start&lt;br /&gt;Only hope can keep me together&lt;br /&gt;Love can mend your life but&lt;br /&gt;Love can break your heart&lt;br /&gt;I’ll send an s.o.s. to the world&lt;br /&gt;I’ll send an s.o.s. to the world&lt;br /&gt;I hope that someone gets my&lt;br /&gt;I hope that someone gets my&lt;br /&gt;I hope that someone gets my&lt;br /&gt;Message in a bottle, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Message in a bottle, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Message in a bottle, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Message in a bottle, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked out this morning, don’t believe what I saw&lt;br /&gt;Hundred billion bottles washed up on the shore&lt;br /&gt;Seems I’m not alone at being alone&lt;br /&gt;Hundred billion castaways, looking for a home&lt;br /&gt;I’ll send an s.o.s. to the world&lt;br /&gt;I’ll send an s.o.s. to the world&lt;br /&gt;I hope that someone gets my&lt;br /&gt;I hope that someone gets my&lt;br /&gt;I hope that someone gets my&lt;br /&gt;Message in a bottle, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Message in a bottle, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Message in a bottle, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Message in a bottle, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Sending out at an s.o.s.&lt;br /&gt;Sending out at an s.o.s.&lt;br /&gt;Sending out at an s.o.s.&lt;br /&gt;Sending out at an s.o.s.&lt;br /&gt;Sending out at an s.o.s.&lt;br /&gt;Sending out at an s.o.s...</content>
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    <title>Common People</title>
    <published>2005-05-09T18:38:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-09T18:38:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Common People - Pulp</lj:music>
    <content type="html">She came from Greece, she had a thirst for knowledge&lt;br /&gt;She studied sculpture at Saint Martin's College&lt;br /&gt;That's where I caught her eye&lt;br /&gt;She told me that her Dad was loaded&lt;br /&gt;I said "In that case I'll have rum and coca-cola&lt;br /&gt;She said "fine" &lt;br /&gt;And then in 30 seconds time she said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to live like common people&lt;br /&gt;I want to do whatever common people do&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep with common people&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep with common people like you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what else could I do?&lt;br /&gt;I said "I'll see what I can do"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took her to a supermarket&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why &lt;br /&gt;but I had to start it somewhere&lt;br /&gt;so it started there&lt;br /&gt;I said "pretend you've got no money"&lt;br /&gt;but she just laughed &lt;br /&gt;and said "oh you're so funny"&lt;br /&gt;I said "Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't see anyone else smiling in here"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure&lt;br /&gt;you want to live like common people&lt;br /&gt;you want to see whatever common people see&lt;br /&gt;you want to sleep with common people&lt;br /&gt;you want to sleep with common people like me?"&lt;br /&gt;But she didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;she just smiled and held my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rent a flat above a shop&lt;br /&gt;Cut your hair and get a job&lt;br /&gt;Smoke some fags and play some pool&lt;br /&gt;Pretend you never went to school&lt;br /&gt;But still you'll never get it right&lt;br /&gt;'cos when you're laid in bed at night&lt;br /&gt;watching roaches climb the wall&lt;br /&gt;if you called your dad he could stop it all&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never live like common people&lt;br /&gt;You'll never do whatever common people do&lt;br /&gt;You'll never fail like common people&lt;br /&gt;You'll never watch your life slide out of view&lt;br /&gt;and then dance and drink and screw&lt;br /&gt;because  there's nothing else to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing along with the common people&lt;br /&gt;Sing along and it might just get you through&lt;br /&gt;Laugh along with the common people&lt;br /&gt;Laugh along although they're laughing at you&lt;br /&gt;and the stupid things that you do&lt;br /&gt;because you think that poor is cool&lt;br /&gt;Like a dog lying in a corner&lt;br /&gt;they will bite you and never warn you&lt;br /&gt;Look out&lt;br /&gt;they'll tear your insides out&lt;br /&gt;'cos everybody hates a tourist&lt;br /&gt;especially one who thinks &lt;br /&gt;it's all such a laugh&lt;br /&gt;yeah and the chip stain's grease&lt;br /&gt;will come out in the bath&lt;br /&gt;You will never understand&lt;br /&gt;how it feels to live your life&lt;br /&gt;with no meaning or control&lt;br /&gt;and with nowhere else to go&lt;br /&gt;You are amazed that they exist&lt;br /&gt;and they burn so bright&lt;br /&gt;whilst you can only wonder why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rent a flat above a shop&lt;br /&gt;Cut your hair and get a job&lt;br /&gt;Smoke some fags and play some pool&lt;br /&gt;Pretend you never went to school&lt;br /&gt;But still you'll never get it right&lt;br /&gt;'cause when you're laid in bed at night&lt;br /&gt;watching roaches climb the wall&lt;br /&gt;if you called your dad he could stop it all, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never live like common people&lt;br /&gt;You'll never do whatever common people do&lt;br /&gt;You'll never fail like common people&lt;br /&gt;You'll never watch your life slide out of view&lt;br /&gt;and then dance and drink and screw&lt;br /&gt;'because there's nothing else to do&lt;br /&gt;I want to live with common people like you.....</content>
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    <title>Dumb - Narvana</title>
    <published>2005-05-06T17:51:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-06T17:51:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dumb - Nirvana</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm not like them&lt;br /&gt;But I can pretend&lt;br /&gt;The sun is gone&lt;br /&gt;But I have a light&lt;br /&gt;The day is done&lt;br /&gt;But I'm having fun&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm dumb&lt;br /&gt;or maybe just happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm just happy&lt;br /&gt;or maybe just happy&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i'm just happy&lt;br /&gt;think i'm just happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is broke&lt;br /&gt;But I have some glue&lt;br /&gt;help me inhale&lt;br /&gt;And mend it with you&lt;br /&gt;We'll float around&lt;br /&gt;And hang out on clouds&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll come down&lt;br /&gt;And have a hangover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a hangover&lt;br /&gt;just have a hongover&lt;br /&gt;hangover, we have a hangover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skin the sun&lt;br /&gt;Fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Wish away&lt;br /&gt;The soul is cheap&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck&lt;br /&gt;Soothe the burn&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not like them&lt;br /&gt;But I can pretend&lt;br /&gt;The sun is gone&lt;br /&gt;But I have a light&lt;br /&gt;The day is done&lt;br /&gt;But I'm having fun&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm dumb&lt;br /&gt;or maybe just happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm just happy&lt;br /&gt;or maybe just happy&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i'm just happy&lt;br /&gt;think i'm just happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm dumb &lt;br /&gt;I think I'm dumb &lt;br /&gt;I think I'm dumb &lt;br /&gt;I think I'm dumb</content>
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    <title>Dead Singer/Song Writer</title>
    <published>2005-04-30T17:18:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-30T17:19:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Up The Bracket - The Libertines</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v651/sweep4eva/res3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You are Richey James Edwards! You're a manic! You aren't too good when it comes to making music, but you're smart and can write well. You're honest and quiet, but different. You are beautiful! Oh, he disappeared in 1995 while on tour with his band Manic Street Preachers. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yeah.. he's missing not dead..&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Up The Bracket</title>
    <published>2005-04-30T16:28:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-30T16:28:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I saw two shadow men on the Vallance Road&lt;br /&gt;Said they'd pay me for your address&lt;br /&gt;Oh I was so bold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said you see these two cold fingers&lt;br /&gt;These crooked fingers I show&lt;br /&gt;Yous a way to mean no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well they didn't like that much I can tell you&lt;br /&gt;Said "sunshine I wouldn't wanna be in your shoes"&lt;br /&gt;They chased me up two flights of stairs&lt;br /&gt;Caught me in the lift how I sighed and said&lt;br /&gt;Hello, 'cause you're impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's just like he's in another world&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't see the danger on show&lt;br /&gt;Wind up like Joseph bloody in a hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's just like she's in another world&lt;br /&gt;And how they suit each other oh no&lt;br /&gt;But they never get close&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the same two men on the Cally road&lt;br /&gt;Said now they'd double their offer&lt;br /&gt;I was so bold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say you see these two cold fingers&lt;br /&gt;These crooked fingers I show&lt;br /&gt;Oh yous a way to mean no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's just like he's in another world&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't see the danger on show&lt;br /&gt;He'll end up like Joseph bloody in a hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just like she's in another world&lt;br /&gt;How they suit each other oh no&lt;br /&gt;But you never get close&lt;br /&gt;It's unstoppable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's just like we're all in another world&lt;br /&gt;How we suit each other oh no&lt;br /&gt;But we never get close&lt;br /&gt;Thats close enough now...</content>
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    <title>sweep4eva @ 2005-04-27T23:27:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-27T22:27:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-27T22:27:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v651/sweep4eva/881799.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sweep4eva:38346</id>
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    <title>~What A Waster~</title>
    <published>2005-04-25T20:23:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-25T20:23:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">What a waster, what a fucking waster&lt;br /&gt;You pissed it all up the wall&lt;br /&gt;And round the corner where they chased her&lt;br /&gt;There's tears coming out from everywhere&lt;br /&gt;The city's hard, the city's fair&lt;br /&gt;Get back inside you've got nothing on&lt;br /&gt;No you mind yer bleedin own you two bob cunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she wakes up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;She writes down all her dreams&lt;br /&gt;Reads like the book of revelations&lt;br /&gt;Or the Beano or the unabridged ulysses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I really wanna know&lt;br /&gt;So tell me, where does all the money go&lt;br /&gt;where does all the money go&lt;br /&gt;Straight, straight up her nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never really liked it any way&lt;br /&gt;So much preferred it the other way, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a divvy what a fucking div&lt;br /&gt;Talking like a moron, walking like a spiv&lt;br /&gt;I was laying in bed paying my rent&lt;br /&gt;He was knocking on the door for something&lt;br /&gt;That she lent her brother&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile from under the covers she says&lt;br /&gt;Save me from tommorow man,  save me from tommorow&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, Oh no not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never never liked it any way&lt;br /&gt;So much preferred it the other way &lt;br /&gt;Never really liked it any way&lt;br /&gt;So much preferred it the other way, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a waster, what a fucking waster&lt;br /&gt;You pissed it all up the wall&lt;br /&gt;Round the corner where they chased her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's tears coming out from everywhere&lt;br /&gt;The citys hard the citys fair&lt;br /&gt;What a waster, what a fucking waster, yeah</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sweep4eva:36896</id>
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    <title>sweep4eva @ 2005-04-23T22:51:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-23T21:52:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-23T21:52:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on the road... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Slow down. Im scared. &lt;br /&gt;Guy: No this is fun. &lt;br /&gt;Girl: No its not. Please, its too scary! &lt;br /&gt;Guy: Then tell me you love me. &lt;br /&gt;Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down! &lt;br /&gt;Guy: Now give me a BIG hug. &lt;br /&gt;*Girl hugs him* &lt;br /&gt;Guy: Can you take my helmet off &amp; put it on yourself? Its bugging me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In the paper the next day) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. 2 people were on it, but only 1 survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him &amp; felt her hug 1 last time, then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>~Temptation~</title>
    <published>2005-04-22T15:58:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-22T15:58:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Temptation - New Order</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Heaven, a gateway, a hope&lt;br /&gt;Just like a feeling inside, it's no joke&lt;br /&gt;And though it hurts me to treat you this way&lt;br /&gt;Betrayed by words, I'd never heard, too hard to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up, down, turn around&lt;br /&gt;Please don't let me hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I think I'll walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll find my soul as I go home&lt;br /&gt;Up, down, turn around&lt;br /&gt;Please don't let me hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I think I'll walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll find my soul as I go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each way I turn, I know I'll always try&lt;br /&gt;To break this circle that's been placed around me&lt;br /&gt;From time to time, I find I've lost some meaning&lt;br /&gt;That was urgent to myself, I do believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up, down, turn around&lt;br /&gt;Please don't let me hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I think I'll walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll find my soul as I go home&lt;br /&gt;Up, down, turn around&lt;br /&gt;Please don't let me hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I think I'll walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll find my soul as I go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you've got green eyes&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you've got blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you've got gray eyes&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you've got green eyes&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you've got blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you've got gray eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've never seen anyone quite like you before&lt;br /&gt;No, I've never met anyone quite like you before&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts from above hit the people down below&lt;br /&gt;People in this world, we have no place to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's the last time, oh, it's the last time, &lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's the last time, oh, it's the last time, &lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's the last time, oh, it's the last time, &lt;br /&gt;Oh, I've never met anyone quite like you before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;GREAT SONG! You have to hear it. Temptation - New Order.</content>
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    <title>I Don't Have To Sell My Soul, He's Already In Me. I Don't Have To Sell My Soul, He's Already In Me</title>
    <published>2005-04-20T22:31:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-20T22:31:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.mn.rr.com/couplandesque/quizzes/courtney.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.mn.rr.com/couplandesque/quizzes/rockchick.htm"&gt;Which Rock Chick Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats not such a good thing...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sweep4eva:34058</id>
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    <title>What Did We Do Wrong, Why Did It Die? And All The Grown Ups Are Saying, Sorry Kids We Got No Reply</title>
    <published>2005-04-14T18:02:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-14T18:04:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Let Love Be Your Energy - Robbie Williams</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Alisha's Children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v651/sweep4eva/1110068609_izilla1012.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hide behind The Shadow Mask. You don't like to&lt;br /&gt;be in the spot light, you like to hide from&lt;br /&gt;everybody and just be alone, you think you put&lt;br /&gt;yourself in this position with your own will.&lt;br /&gt;But, the truth is that people made you go there,&lt;br /&gt;you don't trust people any more, though inside&lt;br /&gt;you, there is a voice screaming to go out and&lt;br /&gt;see the light, you look for some one who&lt;br /&gt;understands the real you, some one who loves you&lt;br /&gt;unconditionally. If you were looking for some&lt;br /&gt;one to talk to, i'm all ears.</content>
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    <title>sweep4eva @ 2005-04-10T22:40:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-10T21:41:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-10T21:41:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is a love letter from a boy to a girl....&lt;br /&gt;However, the girl's father does not like him and wanted them stop their relationship...... and so.. the boy wrote this letter to the girl.. he knows that the girl's father will definitely read this letter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1---- "The great love that I have for you&lt;br /&gt;2---- is gone, and I find my dislike for you&lt;br /&gt;3---- grows every day. When I see you,&lt;br /&gt;4---- I do not even like your face;&lt;br /&gt;5---- the one thing that I want to do is to&lt;br /&gt;6---- look at other girls. I never wanted to&lt;br /&gt;7---- marry you. Our last conversation&lt;br /&gt;8---- was very boring and has not&lt;br /&gt;9---- made me look forward to seeing you again.&lt;br /&gt;10--- You think only of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;11--- If we were married, I know that I would find&lt;br /&gt;12--- life very difficult, and I would have no&lt;br /&gt;13--- pleasure in living with you. I have a heart&lt;br /&gt;14--- to give, but it is not something that&lt;br /&gt;15--- I want to give to you. No one is more&lt;br /&gt;16--- foolish and selfish than you, and you are not&lt;br /&gt;17--- able to care for me and help me.&lt;br /&gt;18--- I sincerely want you to understand that&lt;br /&gt;19--- I speak the truth. You will do me a favor&lt;br /&gt;20--- if you think this is the end. Do not try&lt;br /&gt;21--- to answer this. Your letters are full of&lt;br /&gt;22--- things that do not interest me. You have no&lt;br /&gt;23--- true love for me. Good-bye! Believe me,&lt;br /&gt;24--- I do not care for you. Please do not think that&lt;br /&gt;25--- I am still your boyfriend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bad!! However, before handing over the letter to the girl, the boy told the girl to "READ BETWEEN THE LINES", meaning-only to read the lines that are odd numbered.</content>
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    <title>Im Miss World - Hole</title>
    <published>2005-04-04T15:18:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-04T15:18:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am the girl you know, can't look you in the eye&lt;br /&gt;I am the girl you know, so sick I cannot try&lt;br /&gt;And I am the one you want, can't look you in the eye&lt;br /&gt;I am the girl, you know I lie, I lie and lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Miss World, somebody kill me&lt;br /&gt;Kill me pills&lt;br /&gt;No one cares, my friends&lt;br /&gt;My friend&lt;br /&gt;I'm Miss World, watch me break and watch me burn&lt;br /&gt;No one is listening, my friend, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've made my bed, I'll lie in it&lt;br /&gt;I've made my bed, I'll die in it&lt;br /&gt;I've made my bed, I'll lie in it&lt;br /&gt;I've made my bed, I'll die in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute girls watch when I eat ether&lt;br /&gt;Suck me under&lt;br /&gt;Maybe forever, my friend, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've made my bed, I'll lie in it&lt;br /&gt;I've made my bed, I'll die in it&lt;br /&gt;I've made my bed, I'll cry in it&lt;br /&gt;I've made my bed, I'll lie in it, my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the girl you know, can't look you in the eye</content>
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