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	<title>Cityqueen's Journals</title>
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		  <entry>
	    <title>My once in a while post</title>
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	    <issued>2009-06-15T11:49:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2009-06-15T11:49:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2009-06-15T11:49:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<p>I can't stay away from here for too long. I feel so out of the loop at times. I miss&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>cityqueen</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;I can't stay away from here for too long. I feel so out of the loop at times. I miss this. Haha, I seem to say that every time I come on here. &quot;I miss this&quot;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I'm bored, very bored. Regardless of the fact that I have a giant website that needs to be created breathing down my back. But I have to pee. So I tell myself Ill do it after I pee. But I'll just not pee to avoid it. I can get 500 pages done by Friday. Cake.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Heh, I feel like a comedian, trying to come up with shit to talk about. Shit to make you laugh. Hell, maybe I'll pull a Carrot top and whip out some props. And then go insane with some barbells. ... Nah.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Laughing yet?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Yeah, didn't think so.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I'm working on it. Maybe I'll make a comeback...But don't call it one.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;[This sucked. I wasted like 57 seconds of your life. I apologize. *Cries in a corner*]&lt;/p&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>Inverted</title>
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	    <issued>2009-04-01T04:47:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2009-04-01T04:47:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2009-04-01T04:47:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<p>Silent streaming sunrise beaming</p>
<p>Tears raining skilled from training.</p>
<p>Same old me, brand new face</p>
<p>Recoil the steps at a steady pace.</p>
<p>A rushing&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>cityqueen</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;Silent streaming sunrise beaming&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Tears raining skilled from training.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Same old me, brand new face&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Recoil the steps at a steady pace.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;A rushing epiphany, it appeared to me&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;radiating perfect clarity&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Question is, &quot;Who am I today?&quot;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Answer being &quot;Only the catscan can say.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;So press your head&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Tune in to the noise&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Refuse the pills&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Keep your poise.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You can open the door&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;But you can't get in&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You're unable to pass&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;with that wicked sin.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;We talk to ourselves when we're all alone&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Hearing a voice makes us feel like we're back home.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Take comfort in the pain that others feel&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Being empathic makes it so easy to steal.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Pressure on the pulse point, stress levels red&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Feeding off pain while entangled in your head.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&quot;Silent as the grave&quot;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Takes on a brand new meaning&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Lost life and ambitions&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Emit cries and groans in a streaming.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I can open the door,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;But I can't get in&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;No one really knows&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Just how hard it has been.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its in the stars, everything I need&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&quot;Take what you need&quot; results in greed.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Filling hands with silver&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;When you could have taken gold&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Regret is all we have left&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Digging nails into it as we hold.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I'm still a Glorified Disaster&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You're still a crack in the earth&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Some things will never change&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;We'll always know what we're worth.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;So darkness surrounds&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The cliche can begin&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Eastern exposure means nothing&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;If the sun has turned in.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;My mind becomes something you wish you had&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;This chaos is perfectly enveloped&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Oceans of illogic sway and tumult&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;My Heart Is A Darkroom Where Negatives Are Developed.&lt;/p&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>Thoughts, The</title>
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	    <issued>2009-03-28T16:26:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2009-03-28T16:26:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2009-03-28T16:26:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[These are the thoughts you wish you could record. The second you go to put them on paper, they disappear.&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>cityqueen</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[These are the thoughts you wish you could record. The second you go to put them on paper, they disappear. Back into your mind, under a rock.&lt;br&gt;You don't scream from pain, anymore. It only validates your refusal to accept your own life. Screaming is refusing.&lt;br&gt;I wonder how all those people live their happy lives. How do they know they're happy when they've never had anything worse to compare it with?&lt;br&gt;But you shrug. Not knowing is okay. Imagination fills in the blanks. Only if you remember to.]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>Blah blah biddy blah</title>
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	    <issued>2009-03-19T19:45:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2009-03-19T19:45:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2009-03-19T19:45:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[No one will read this, but I wanna post for the sake of posting.<br>I haven't been on buzznutters in a&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>cityqueen</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[No one will read this, but I wanna post for the sake of posting.&lt;br&gt;I haven't been on buzznutters in a while. Things have changed a lot on here. Its a nice marketing machine now, how lovely. Its lost the intimacy it used to have, and I miss that. :(&lt;br&gt;I miss it all, on here. Good old days. But all good things come to an end.&lt;br&gt;Ive learned a lot, since I was on here all the time. Ive changed a lot. You can almost say that I'm a practically different person. Dunno if thats good, but I'm finding out. Yep.&lt;br&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>I'm Here</title>
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	    <issued>2008-04-25T14:21:33Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-04-25T14:21:33Z</modified>
	    <created>2008-04-25T14:21:33Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[Its been a long time since the days when i came on here every day. I miss it a lot,&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>cityqueen</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[Its been a long time since the days when i came on here every day. I miss it a lot, so I'm coming back. I don't really know anyone any more, but I'm okay with that. Its time to make new friends(or enemies)

Ive been living under a rock for a long time, and I'm ready to live again. Its weird, but i can do it i guess.

I can't suck at living, because life is really short. I might die tomorrow, or tonight. I'm afraid to die because i don't know whats waiting there, on the other side. I don't want to be unable to feel the wind, or the warm rays of sunshine. I don't want to be unable to hug and kiss my sister and tell her i love her. I need to make the most of this life, because when i die, its over. You only get one chance. We are all living right now, and that's only temporary. Look around at all the graves, and know that that is all you have to look forward to.

Like a phoenix, Ive been reborn from my ashes.



&quot;Seize the moment, 'cause tomorrow you might be dead&quot;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>The Pull String</title>
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	    <issued>2007-10-14T00:21:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2007-10-14T00:21:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2007-10-14T00:21:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P>its like, 320 am, and i am so.damn.bored.</P>
<P>&nbsp;finished my math chapter, and i can take the exam now, but i&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>cityqueen</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;P&gt;its like, 320 am, and i am so.damn.bored.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt; finished my math chapter, and i can take the exam now, but i need teacher passwords to get to the exams, so now all i can do is wait until monday&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;waiting, its kinda boring.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;and i cant adjust this screens brightness, so im pretty much being blinded to death as i type this. but that wont stop me. oh no no no&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;this is gonna be a blog, i guess, a journal&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;i took off this weekend to watch the kiddies while the rents goto AC and have fun. i blew about 200 bucks tonite. my idea of fun, i guess&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;brought the sistas to chilis, ate a fajita pita with the awesome blossom sauce. ohhhh god, i love that stuff&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;i could drink it.. no, actually, i &lt;EM&gt;did &lt;/EM&gt;drink it....&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;embarassed my sisters quite a bit&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;i said &quot;its payback for being seen with you two on a saturday night&quot;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;love em both though&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;xoxox&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;this post sucked&lt;/P&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>Souled Out</title>
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	    <issued>2007-07-31T11:15:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2007-07-31T11:15:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2007-07-31T11:15:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P>You take the flower, </P>
<P>but you don't know what it means</P>
<P>It's stunning beauty deafans you</P>
<P>so you can't hear the screams.</P>
<P>Keep,&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>cityqueen</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;P&gt;You take the flower, &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;but you don't know what it means&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;It's stunning beauty deafans you&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;so you can't hear the screams.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Keep, Keep it, Keep it safe&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Trust it with your life, fill it with faith&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;It owns your heart, life and soul&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;it would be unwise to let it go.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Golden epiphany&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;silent as the grave&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;the rise of the moon&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;beckons you as a slave.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;I dropped my map&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;lost my way&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;the creatures of starlight&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;set out to play.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;i dug my grave&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;for death is impatient&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;protect your flower&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;for this is important.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;If you dont, then you'll fall throught the sky,&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;with all of the greatest moments passing by&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Now loved ones are dead&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;graves grow cold&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;and your body remains &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;because of the flower you didn't hold.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;You lost cause,&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;You're souled out&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;didnt you see the light?&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;or feel death's hand?&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;didnt it strike you as odd&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;when you stood but didn't stand?&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Wear the death.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Bear the death.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Share the death.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;The passing of a flower never seemed so sinister.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;xxoo&lt;/P&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>like that kid with no soul</title>
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	    <issued>2007-07-13T16:50:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2007-07-13T16:50:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2007-07-13T16:50:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P>let me make this a blog<BR>ive been riding on a horse aimed straight toward hell....no, wait, im already in it.&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>cityqueen</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;P&gt;let me make this a blog&lt;BR&gt;ive been riding on a horse aimed straight toward hell....no, wait, im already in it. nevermind. my car died, and im in the hole 77 dollars. i had to buy a new alternator. and gee, what luck! my car requires a pretty damn expensive alternator! my pay check will be kickass though, so i dance for that one. drawback is, i get paid wednesday, and i need money now. goddammit. &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;hmmm oh! i went to an adult shop with a few of my buddies the other day. one of em, arthur, he who holds my attention pretty well&lt;STRIKE&gt; since hes sexy&lt;/STRIKE&gt;, due to the fact that hes possibly crazier than me. any way, he paid for a faaabulous little gadget, for me, which tickles......a lot. hahahaha, it can make you orgasm instantly. yep. i was thinking of wearing it under my clothes, but i dunno, walking around on the job while O-ing might seem suspicious. Id get drug tested...which i would pass. no doubt.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Overall, ive been terrible, however. i lost someone who held my heart, somone whom i loved more than anyone. and since she wont see this, i wont keep myself from saying anything. i still love her, but i think that she is the most sadistic bitch ive ever been friends with. even my friends who have physically hurt me were better than her. she tore my heart up and didnt even tell me why. and its hard for me to live, without her. its hard for me to not know if shes okay, to not know how she is. and this may sound redundant, and cliched, but oh well, i cry myself to sleep every night, i cry whenever i think about her, and how she so nonchalantly threw me away. i thought we had something special, but i guess we didnt. i was just another stop on the road, i guess. what a priveledge, huh? to be able to kill off your best friend and not care at all. &lt;BR&gt;music has been ruined for me. i cant hear ONE song and not think about her. not ONE. If anyone needs classes on ways to successfully break someone down til they regress to cutting, and overmedicating, i think you should see her. Bitch Extraordinaire.&lt;BR&gt;xxoo&lt;/P&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>My Point</title>
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	    <issued>2007-06-18T11:22:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2007-06-18T11:22:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2007-06-18T11:22:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P>I fought forever that night</P>
<P>and they never seemed to stop coming</P>
<P>i repeatedly stabbed them to dust</P>
<P>and the victims just keep&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>cityqueen</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;P&gt;I fought forever that night&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;and they never seemed to stop coming&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;i repeatedly stabbed them to dust&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;and the victims just keep on running.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Feel the steel&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;of my favorite blade&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;die the death&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;of which to you i have laid.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;I got you hard&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;you got me revealed&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;i rode you until your debt was sealed.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;You couldnt move&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;as i walked away&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;you felt my blade in your chest&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;as your sight faded away.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Ohh god, it gets me so fucking hot&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;killing you in the moment&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;licking the blood as it streams off your chest,&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;removing myself from your unit.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&quot;We should do this again sometime&quot;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&quot;Sure thing baby, now close your eyes&quot;.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO&lt;/P&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>Hate At First Sight</title>
	    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cityqueen.buzznet.com/user/journal/370981/"/>
	    <id>buzznet:user:entry:id:370981</id>
	    <issued>2007-06-09T14:59:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2007-06-09T14:59:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2007-06-09T14:59:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P>Fleeting thoughts of pure dislike</P>
<P>silent wishes of death on another</P>
<P>baby, this is hate at first sight</P>
<P>And it only gets worse&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>cityqueen</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;P&gt;Fleeting thoughts of pure dislike&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;silent wishes of death on another&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;baby, this is hate at first sight&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;And it only gets worse as it moves on further.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;I walked in the footsteps i stepped on before&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;i felt the emotions they left behind&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;they sat there spreading hate and love&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;but nowhere to be seen was a &quot;Beware&quot; sign.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;Ill spread my hate&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;and ill spread it quick&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;i want you to feel it freeze your heart.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;I'll spread my hate &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;and i'll spread it quick&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;i want to watch it tear you apart.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;You thought you were the first&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;but you were oh so wrong.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;You thought i was the worst,&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;but the worst is just to come.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;The letters you sent&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;the ones with the blood&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;are in the fire&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;burning under the wood.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;So drag your heart out with your own clawed nails&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;take your eyes out, too&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;and leave me here, alone now&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;as i forget everything about you.&lt;/P&gt;]]></content>
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