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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk,2009-11-11:/</id><title>youxwantxromance</title><link rel="self" href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-11T06:49:40+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk,2005-07-22:/2005/07/22/what_s_wrong_with_me/</id><title>What's wrong with me?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/2005/07/22/what_s_wrong_with_me/"/><author><name>youxwantxromance</name></author><published>2005-07-22T20:29:29+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T20:29:29+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I bought a domain name the other day for my website. It was really cheap, which is good.&lt;br&gt;
I really should go take some more photographs. I'm sure I'll get a few tomorrow at Pride. I need to sort the band photography.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/2005/07/22/what_s_wrong_with_me/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk,2005-07-19:/2005/07/19/life_is_but_a_dream/</id><title>Life Is But A Dream</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/2005/07/19/life_is_but_a_dream/"/><author><name>youxwantxromance</name></author><published>2005-07-19T20:16:30+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T20:16:30+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;More news. I've just been asked to take promo shots for band in Derby. Life is but a dream. I really do appreciate the interest. More to come on this. x x
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/2005/07/19/life_is_but_a_dream/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk,2005-07-13:/2005/07/13/thisheartbreak/</id><title>thisheartbreak</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/2005/07/13/thisheartbreak/"/><author><name>youxwantxromance</name></author><published>2005-07-13T21:27:56+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T21:27:56+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Mood Happy (:&lt;br&gt;
I'm proud to announce that my personal portfolio website is up and running. YaY. I'm very determinded at the moment. So please feel free to check me:  &lt;a href="http://www.thisheartbreak.tk"&gt;http://www.thisheartbreak.tk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I just agreed to do the photography for a band in Nottingham. I know that I lack the confidence and the experience, but I think that this is the way we build. I'm quite excited. I just need to try my best to be confident. I may take a friend with me. I'm looking forward to this project though.&lt;br&gt;
It's been rather hot recently. I may sunbathe.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/2005/07/13/thisheartbreak/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk,2005-06-09:/2005/06/09/fuck_you_4/</id><title>fuck you</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/2005/06/09/fuck_you_4/"/><author><name>youxwantxromance</name></author><published>2005-06-09T18:24:17+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T18:24:17+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I've just been denied an apple. What is the world coming to?
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/2005/06/09/fuck_you_4/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk,2005-06-09:/2005/06/09/fuck_you_3/</id><title>fuck you</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/2005/06/09/fuck_you_3/"/><author><name>youxwantxromance</name></author><published>2005-06-09T18:23:11+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T18:23:11+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I've just been denied an apple. What is the world coming to?
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/2005/06/09/fuck_you_3/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk,2005-06-03:/2005/06/03/how_we_are_night/</id><title>How We Are @ Night</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/2005/06/03/how_we_are_night/"/><author><name>youxwantxromance</name></author><published>2005-06-03T15:29:32+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T15:29:32+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood&lt;/strong&gt; Fed up, confused&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Listening to&lt;/strong&gt; Mylo - Need You Tonite&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I could cry myself to sleep, I am that dramatic. I don't know what to do. What do you do when the one that you love doesn't trust you? Doesn't believe. I could tell you what I want to do, but I am not in the mood.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Stop Playing With My Heart.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Why don't you believe me, Jolie? Why don't you?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'll be back.&lt;br&gt;
OVER AND OUT. &lt;3
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/2005/06/03/how_we_are_night/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk,2005-05-18:/2005/05/18/oh_mama_let_me_go/</id><title>Oh, mama let me go.</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/2005/05/18/oh_mama_let_me_go/"/><author><name>youxwantxromance</name></author><published>2005-05-18T22:43:13+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T22:43:13+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Oh, mama let me go.&lt;br&gt;
Journal Entry: Wed May 18, 2005, 1:36 PM&lt;br&gt;
Mood: Kindof tired.&lt;br&gt;
Listening to: Nothing.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I haven't taken any new photos. I think that I really should go out.&lt;br&gt;
I have an exam on friday, I suppose I should revise...maybe it's important.&lt;br&gt;
I guess I have other things on my mind that really don't concern art. Things like love, life &amp; choices. What choices do I have here? It's a long shot, will it work out? I think it should as I was told if I really want it to, it shall. So I think it should.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;AND NOTE THIS&lt;br&gt;
And do you want romance? 'Cause I feel like giving my heart away again. * Hug Liberation Points™ * Jolie ish teh sex.&lt;3&lt;br&gt;
THANK YOU /endofnote&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I have however written many a love song. I think that I perhaps might post. I like them, they're catchy &amp; all for teh one that I love. Oh, let me go out &amp; find teh one that I love &amp; who loves me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;LauR.&lt;3&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/2005/05/18/oh_mama_let_me_go/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk,2005-05-14:/2005/05/14/i_m_teh_worse_kindof_jealous/</id><title>I'm teh worse kindof jealous.</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/2005/05/14/i_m_teh_worse_kindof_jealous/"/><author><name>youxwantxromance</name></author><published>2005-05-14T18:25:27+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T18:29:08+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Mood: Kindof Fed Up. Listening to: Nothing.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ish it a bad thing if teh one yoo want thinks your younger brother ish hot? I'm teh worse kindof jealous. Do I doubt what Jolie says ish true? I don't know what to believe anymore. I guess it ish complex &amp; I don't know what to do...Oo will I ever be just content with what I have? &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It was teh prom last thursday &amp; I didn't win prom queen, I could cry. Give me some memories pwease.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm feeling rather fed up with things, bah. I need new friends, I'm unhappy with teh ones I have. They'd rather drink, smoke &amp; do drugs than anything else, what a waste. It makes me sick, I hate that. I'll have to get out more &amp; make new friends.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/2005/05/14/i_m_teh_worse_kindof_jealous/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk,2005-05-06:/2005/05/06/o_o_1/</id><title>o.o;</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/2005/05/06/o_o_1/"/><author><name>youxwantxromance</name></author><published>2005-05-06T16:29:41+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T16:29:41+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Let's talk about teh days of Download Fest. and remember that party? When...and...yeah!&lt;br&gt;
I don't really have anything grand to write about. I kindof don't know what I want and I guess I never really will 'cause that's how this story goes, like every other story of a teenage girl...Oo I like that.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Let's start something now; Mood: Nervous Listening to: Brand New - The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;I lie for only you&lt;br&gt;
And I lie well...&lt;br&gt;
Hallelu...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What do I want? Nothing new now, I don't know.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'll be back.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/2005/05/06/o_o_1/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk,2005-05-04:/2005/05/04/slit_our_wrists_again/</id><title>Slit Our Wrists Again</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/2005/05/04/slit_our_wrists_again/"/><author><name>youxwantxromance</name></author><published>2005-05-04T16:49:04+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T16:49:04+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I'm kindof feeling better, I just have low-self-esteem.&lt;br&gt;
Actually I'm kindof feeling unwanted, I don't know...maybe I'm thinking too much into things. I need something to do to take my mind off of things, I guess I won't feel so sad anymore...I hope.&lt;br&gt;
I think that I should go back to writing stupid love songs that way I can at least pretend to be happy, but secretly I cry alone in my room most nights... que drama. Perhaps I should just try to enjoy myself as I very much doubt I'll get a second life.&lt;br&gt;
Something has changed thought. I want things to go back to how they were before when I was in a good mood. I have to ruin everything and now I don't think I can get that back, no. *tear*&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I think I shall come back to rant some more, yus.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/2005/05/04/slit_our_wrists_again/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk,2005-05-01:/2005/05/01/i_ll_cry_this_blood_for_yoo/</id><title>I'll cry this blood for yoo.</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://youxwantxromance.blog.co.uk/2005/05/01/i_ll_cry_this_blood_for_yoo/"/><author><name>youxwantxromance</name></author><published>2005-05-01T20:06:05+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T20:06:05+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Ooo I'm feeling quite &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="middle" border="0"&gt; @ teh mo'. I was thinking that I can't win, things won't work out...it seems like a waste. I guess I'm too sensitive...meh. Nothing matters...my realisation: in teh end it doesn't matter, nothing. I guess I'm being silly, rambling on into melochollyness...like it makes sense. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*DOES ANYTHING MATTER?*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm thinking that now I'm not liked...as I'm annoying. Pathetic.&lt;br&gt;
Maybe I'll sit and cry, wow melodrama! I'm trying not to make things so obvious, so I guess it's rambling of some sort.&lt;br&gt;
I doubt that anyone wants to listen. I doubt that anyone understands.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I am so bored that I could cry and my head hurts, great.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you wonder why my heart, it breaks for yoo. [K i L L  M E  Q u i c k l y]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Sorry to waste your time...&lt;/p&gt;
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