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  <title>Eclipse Songs to Breaking Dawn: Jacob&apos;s POV</title>
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  <description>Just wanted to share a few very poignant Jacob songs. Or at least why I think they are.&lt;br /&gt;They&apos;re all of a harder rock/metal genre.&lt;br /&gt;Mild spoilers, since there are BD parts. But it&apos;s more of a what I would &lt;i&gt;want&lt;/i&gt; to happen in BD, than anything that actually happens in BD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Bullet With Butterfly Wings - Smashing Pumpkins &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lolemu.com/rickstuff/Bullet%20With%20Butterfly%20Wings.mp3&quot;&gt;Click here to listen, or save-link to download&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reminds me of an angry Jacob at the beginning of Eclipse. &lt;br /&gt;He can&apos;t really do anything about Edward being back. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;The world is a vampire, sent to drain&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;And what do I get for my pain? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;(chorus)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Even though I know - I suppose Ill show&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;All my cool and cold-like old job&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage (2x)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Now Im naked, nothing but an animal&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;But can you fake it, for just one more show? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;And what do you want, I want to change&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;And what have you got when you feel the same&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;(chorus)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;(chorus 2)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Tell me Im the only one&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Tell me theres no other one&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Jesus was an only son&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Tell me Im the chosen one&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Jesus was an only son for you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;(chorus)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;(chorus 2)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;And I still believe that I cannot be saved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;02. It&apos;s not over - Daughtry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.michaelbitton.com/tricia/NotOver.mp3&quot;&gt;Click here to listen, or save-link to download&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pretty self-explanatory why I think it&apos;s appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;I like the part where it&apos;s like &apos;blow it away, blow it away&apos;. &lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of the wolf from the three piggies story.&lt;br /&gt;Also I bolded an especially pertinent line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was blown away.&lt;br /&gt; What could I say?&lt;br /&gt; It all seemed to make sense.&lt;br /&gt; You&apos;ve taken away everything,&lt;br /&gt; And I can&apos;t deal with that.&lt;br /&gt; I try to see the good in life,&lt;br /&gt; But good things in life are hard to find.&lt;br /&gt; We&apos;ll blow it away, blow it away.&lt;br /&gt; Can we make this something good?&lt;br /&gt; Well, I&apos;ll try to do it right this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Let&apos;s start over.&lt;br /&gt; I&apos;ll try to do it right this time around.&lt;br /&gt; It&apos;s not over.&lt;br /&gt; &apos;Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground.&lt;br /&gt; This love is killing me,&lt;br /&gt; But you&apos;re the only one.&lt;br /&gt; It&apos;s not over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Taken all I could take,&lt;br /&gt; And I cannot wait.&lt;br /&gt; We&apos;re wasting too much time&lt;br /&gt; Being strong, holding on.&lt;br /&gt; Can&apos;t let it bring us down.&lt;br /&gt; My life with you means everything,&lt;br /&gt; So I won&apos;t give up that easily.&lt;br /&gt; I&apos;ll blow it away, blow it away.&lt;br /&gt; Can we make this something good?&lt;br /&gt; &apos;Cause it&apos;s all misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt; Well, I&apos;ll try to do it right this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Let&apos;s start over.&lt;br /&gt; I&apos;ll try to do it right this time around.&lt;br /&gt; It&apos;s not over.&lt;br /&gt; &apos;Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground.&lt;br /&gt; This love is killing me,&lt;br /&gt; But you&apos;re the only one.&lt;br /&gt; It&apos;s not over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We can&apos;t let this get away.&lt;br /&gt; Let it out, let it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Don&apos;t get caught up in yourself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Let it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Let&apos;s start over.&lt;br /&gt; I&apos;ll try to do it right this time around.&lt;br /&gt; It&apos;s not over.&lt;br /&gt; &apos;Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground.&lt;br /&gt; This love is killing me,&lt;br /&gt; But you&apos;re the only one.&lt;br /&gt; It&apos;s not over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Let&apos;s start over.&lt;br /&gt; It&apos;s not over, yeah...&lt;br /&gt; This love is killing me,&lt;br /&gt; But you&apos;re the only one.&lt;br /&gt; It&apos;s not over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;03. Want - Disturbed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://wowtempliers.free.fr/zik/Disturbed/Disturbed%20-%20Want.mp3&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Click here to listen, or save-link to download&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;First time I heard this song after reading the Twi-saga,&lt;br /&gt;I was like... wow, this kind of fits! And  it is angry.&lt;br /&gt;Bella&apos;s mind really wont let her see that she wants Jacob. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Your mind wont let you say that you want me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Your mind wont ever, never let you say what you want&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; You howl and wail like a banshee&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Still your mind wont ever let you say&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; My little tired devotee&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Your mind wont even let you feel&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Quivering now, shivering now, withering&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Your mind wont let you say that you&apos;re &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Wondering now, pondering now, hungering&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Wont let you say that you&apos;re &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Questioning, wavering, weakening&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; You mind wont let you say that you&apos;re &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Hearkening, listening, heeding me now&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Wont let you say that you want&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Your mind wont let you say that you want me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Your mind wont ever, never let you have what you want&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; I feel your hunger to taste me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Still your mind wont ever let you say&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Your kind is just the type that should use me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; But your mind wont seem to let you have&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; The opportunity to abuse me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Your mind wont even let you feel&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Savor the addiction, savor the affliction&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Savor me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;04. If You&apos;re Not the One - Daniel Bedingfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://home.insightbb.com/%7Escrambledegg7/If_Youre_Not_the_One.mp3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Click here to listen, or save-link to download&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I think this is the most perfect Jacob/Bella song I&apos;ve ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me really sad everytime I hear it. &lt;br /&gt;Especially when you think about it in terms of the end of Eclipse.&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s telling him it can&apos;t happen,&lt;br /&gt;and in his mind he&apos;s saying &apos;if I&apos;m not made for you&lt;br /&gt;then why does my heart tell me that I am?&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; If you’re not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; If you’re not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; I&apos;ll never know what the future brings &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; But I know you&apos;re here with me now&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; We’ll make it through &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; If I don’t need you then why am I crying on my bed?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; If I don’t need you then why does your name resound in my head?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; If you’re not for me then why does this distance maim my life?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; If you’re not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; I don’t know why you’re so far away &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; But I know that this much is true&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; We’ll make it through &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; And I wish that you could be the one I die with&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; And I pray in you’re the one I build my home with&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; I hope I love you all my life&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; ‘Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; ‘Cause I love you, whether it’s wrong or right&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; And though I can’t be with you tonight&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; You know my heart is by your side&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Is there any way that I could stay in your arms&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;05. Paid In Full - Sonata Arctica&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://dandyminute.free.fr/Sonata_Arctica-Unia/02-paid_in_full-qtxmp3.mp3&quot;&gt;Click here to listen, or save-link to download&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Now we venture into AU territory.&lt;br /&gt;This song is a good example of what I would&apos;ve liked&lt;br /&gt;to happen for Jacob for the end. The song is about falling in love,&lt;br /&gt;breaking up, wanting to get back together at any cost,&lt;br /&gt;but then realizing that you have to learn to love yourself first.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve bolded the most important part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;I was nowhere near ready when all it ended&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; So I hoped we could find a new day, cannot live without you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; You gave me the chance, time and again, in vain&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;Now my feelings for you, every tear, every smile, paid in full&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Break the chain, but no longer can I take the pain&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; It&apos;s hard for me to love myself right now,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; I&apos;ve waited, hated, blamed it all on you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Needed to be strong, yet I was always too weak&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; So I can only blame myself for this state we are in&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; I will take what you have for me now, if it&apos;s not too late&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Did you change? I did too. Love can grow from the last grain&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;It&apos;s hard for me to love myself right now,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;I&apos;ve waited, hated, blamed it all on...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;You...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;I need you...less and less...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;Every day feeds this moral decay&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;Yet I have grown to love you even more&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;I fall back, and I turn another cheek.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;You mouth the words you&apos;re not ready to speak&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;You&apos;re scared of me now; no I never had a clue&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;That I&apos;d become so much stronger than you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;I will take - what you have - for me now, if it&apos;s not too late&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; If you like, I will leave; I will not miss the last train again&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; It&apos;s hard for me to love myself right now,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; I&apos;ve waited, hated, blamed it all on you...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; It&apos;s hard for me to love your face right now&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; I&apos;m waiting, hating, needing being&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Me...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; I need you...less and less...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Every day leads us farther away...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; From that moment&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; It hard for me to hate myself right now&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; Finally I&apos;m understanding me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; One day we may have whole new me&apos;s and you&apos;s&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; But first I need to learn to love me too...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;06. Trail of Broken Hearts - Dragonforce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://denymeandbedoomed.com/Music/Dragonforce/Inhuman%20Rampage/Trail%20Of%20Broken%20Hearts.mp3&quot;&gt;Click here to listen, or save-link to download&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Once more in AU territory. Pretty much this is also what I wished&lt;br /&gt;could have happened in BD. The whole &apos;trail of broken hearts&lt;br /&gt;flying free&apos; makes me happy. I can see like...&lt;br /&gt;Mike, and Jacob, and whoever likes Bella&lt;br /&gt;just finally getting over her. &lt;br /&gt;I just wish they could&apos;ve all just...&lt;br /&gt;Broken free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; 		Here we are far beyond the distant sky&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Seen all the world and how the story will be over&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Through the snow and tainted mountains we have climbed&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Now we have found the light that guides us over&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Through the fallen rain we travelled far and wide&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; And through the blackest darkness&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Stars above shining bright&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Through the sun and winter rain will fall&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; All our lives we all were waiting for a sign to call&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; We&apos;re walking hand in hand in dreams and endless time&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; How do we know when we will leave this life behind?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Stare at life through eyes of mine&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; the hate the fear and the pain&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; There&apos;s a feeling held deep inside - when life you live is in vain&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Fly away down the lonely roads of yesterday&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; We close your eyes to see the light of brighter days&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; And all alone we&apos;ll be where time can never heal&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; With the trail of broken hearts flying free&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Once again we walk this lonely road&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; There are times that we are wading through the rain and cold&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; We&apos;re lost in memories of what we left behind&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Relive the dreams, the endless screams of pain inside&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Lives are filled with emptiness&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; The fear returned once again&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Searching endlessly you cannot see&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Drown your mind in the pain&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; The last temptation will be all that&apos;s left for me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; When I see those tears you cry&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; When I hear those lies you lie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; When I see your creation now falling down on me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; Is this the reason to be?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;i&gt;[Solos: Sam/Herman/Sam]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt; The trail of broken hearts flying free&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 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  <title>Twilight the Musical: Scene 1</title>
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  <description>What: Twilight the Musical, Scene 1&lt;br /&gt;Why?: CAUSE IT&apos;S FUN!!!!  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Behind the cut!&quot;&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Songs: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sendspace.com/delete/kr12ws/nboyy&quot;&gt;Miley Cyrus - Simple Song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sendspace.com/delete/qnp6eb/hxahc&quot;&gt;Queen - I&apos;m in Love with my Car&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Curtains Open&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Cue Bella and Charlie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Charlie: Welcome to Forks Bella.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Bella: Hi Charlie – I mean Dad! Sorry. Hi Dad.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Charlie: C’mon to the car, lets get you home so you can unpack. Did you have a nice flight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Bella: It was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Charlie walks off stage wheeling Bella’s bags&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Change from &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Airport scene to Bella’s Room&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Cue: Simple Song – Miley Cyrus. Bella unpacks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Bella (singing): Wake up here I go, cram it all down my throat, stomach so full I wish I could choke… 7 am my heads already in a spin as soon as I’m out that door bam it hits me like a ton of those red bricks! Can’t dig myself out of this highest ditch, this madness. (&lt;i&gt;music interlude&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Charlie (calling from offstage): Bella? Are you unpacked yet?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Bella (calling back): No Dad! (&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;sighs. To herself)&lt;/i&gt; Not yet.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Bella (singing): I swear sometimes I can’t tell which way’s up, which way’s down. It’s all up in my face, I need to push it away, somebody push it away, so all that I can hear is a simple song, sing along now… lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala. (&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;music fades)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Charlie enters&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Charlie: C’mon Bella! I have something to show you!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Charlie grabs Bella and pulls her off.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Quick scene change to Outside Bella’s House&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Outside a big old red truck sits on the curb. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Bella: Where did the old red truck come from?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Charlie: From the Black’s, you remember them don’t you?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Bella: The man who you go fishing with?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Charlie: That&apos;s the one! Well his son, Jacob he fixes cars, so he fixed this one up and sold it to me. It&apos;s yours now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Bella: What? Really? Oh Char-DAD you really didn’t have to.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Charlie: But I wanted to. And you&apos;re taking it. What do you think?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Cue: I’m in Love with my Car by Queen. Bella goes round to the other side of the truck out of view of Charlie.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Bella (singing passionately): The machine of a dreaaaaam. Such a clean machine. With…uhh… pistons! A pumpin. And the hub caps all gleeeeeeeeeeeam.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Charlie: Bella, what are you doing?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Bella: &lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;stopping mid-song&lt;/i&gt; Uhhh, just looking at the hub caps!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Charlie: Sure uh. I’m going to go inside. Why don’t you sit in it? Get a feel for it?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Bella: I think I’ll just look at it for a bit.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Charlie goes inside.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Bella (singing): When I’m holding your… wheel! All I hear is your, uh, gear! With my hand on your grease gun?... Oh it’s like a disease son! I’m in love with my car. Gotta a feel for my automobile. Get a grip on my uhhh… boy racer rollbar! Such a thrill when your radia-somethings squeal! (end song)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Charlie (calling from inside the house): Bella! What do you want to order for dinner?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Bella: Order? Oh boy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Night, Morning. Bella is leaving the house.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Cue Miley Cyrus – Simple Song&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Bella gets in her truck. Behind her the stage changes to &lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:placename w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Forks&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;High School&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; while she sings.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Bella (singing): Midday Sun beating on the concrete, burning up my feet. Too many cars on the street, the noise, the red, the green, makes me wanna scream! 8-clock now its bumper on bumper on bumper, horns honking, nobody’s looking but everybody’s talking, it’s another day on this highway.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I swear sometimes I can’t tell, which way is up, which way is down. It’s all up in my face I need to push it away, somebody push it away! Cause all I wanna hear, ooohhh. Is a simple song. Oooh, sing along now. Lalalala, lalalala, lalalalala, lalalala. (end song)&lt;/p&gt;Bella: Okay. Here we go...&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Forks Highschool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <description>I just got the most amazing haircut ever.&lt;br /&gt;End post.</description>
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  <title>First Fan Mix Ever?</title>
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  <description>Yay! My first Fan Mix.&lt;br /&gt;It is the epic tale of New Moon as told by Jacob. Complete with little drabbles for each song.&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaand yes my photoshop skills are win. (read: epic fail)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;I present to you...&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a89/lemonfoxes/CD1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a89/lemonfoxes/CD2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sendspace.com/file/kbwgun&quot;&gt;Songs to be downloaded here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we... &lt;i&gt;go&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Part One: New Moon&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;“I can&apos;t believe this moment&apos;s come &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s so incredible that we&apos;re alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s so much to be said and done &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s impossible not to be overcome &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you forgive me if I feel this way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we&apos;ve just met - tell me that&apos;s OK &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take this feeling&apos;n make it grow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never let it - never let it go”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Bryan Adams feat. Sarah McLachlan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;02. I&apos;m gonna be around you, all about you / Always by your side / I&apos;m gonna dream about you / &lt;br /&gt; Scheme about you / Love you all the time / I&apos;m gonna catch you lady /&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; Catch you lady, yeah&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;I watched her out through a curtain of my hair. She was watching me work, oblivious to the &lt;br /&gt;fact that I was watching her, oblivious to the fact that she was smiling dreamily. I smiled softly to myself and kept working.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;03. Let it slide / Let your troubles fall behind you / Let it shine / Until you feel it all around you  &lt;br /&gt;And I don&apos;t mind / If it&apos;s me you need to turn to / We’ll get by / It&apos;s the heart that really matters in the end&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;I could feel she was hurting, whenever she looked away from me I could see the pain in her eyes. Then she would look back, &lt;br /&gt;and it would all melt away. Never look away from me Bella, look at me and be happy. I’ll always be there, whenever you’re looking.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;04. Finally got the nerve to tell you / How much you mean to me you said that I was your best friend  &lt;br /&gt;A real sweet guy, but that&apos;s all I&apos;d ever be&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;The best person she knows. I could work with that. It would take time, but I had time. It would take care and attention, &lt;br /&gt;well she already had all my care and attention. I’m prepared to be annoyingly persistent.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;05. And you see the things they never see / All you wanted I could be / Now you know me / And I&apos;m not afraid  &lt;br /&gt;And I want to tell you who I am / Can you help me be a man? / They can&apos;t break me / As long as I know who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Werewolf. Monster. Alone. You looked like you were on the brink of madness, and there was nothing I could do about it. &lt;br /&gt;I wanted to tell you, I needed to tell you, I promised you I would always be there. How could I bear being away from you, &lt;br /&gt;when you needed me so badly? I’d find a way, I had to. Loving you from a distance was far too painful. Especially because &lt;br /&gt;I knew that deep down… you loved me too.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;06. A life goes by / Romantic dreams must die / So I bid mine goodbye and never knew / So close was waiting &lt;br /&gt;Waiting here with you / And now forever I know / All that I wanted to hold you / So close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;I had looked at the indecision in her eyes, so hesitant and yet so wanting. So I made the decision for her. &lt;br /&gt;Her eyes widened as I leaned in to kiss her, and then they grew heavy with something indescribable as she almost imperceptibly&lt;br /&gt;lifted her lips to receive mine. &lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Then the phone rang&lt;/i&gt;, and she was gone. In a split second everything was lost.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;  &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 06:47:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>drabble</title>
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  <description>&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;drabble&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Edward was in the shower when she struck, and Alice too far away to reach them in time...&lt;br /&gt;Jane burst through the window like lightening, and plunged her fist into Bella&apos;s chest. &lt;br /&gt;Bella barely had time to make a sound much less register pain before Jane grabbed hold of her spine and yanked. &lt;br /&gt;The future Alice saw, of a child and happiness died in a mere second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epilogue: Edward kills himself. He died a virgin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 13:04:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Lame Twilight Fanfic to Disney song</title>
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  <description>Title: I&apos;m Still Here (sonfic)&lt;br /&gt;Rating: G&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Jacob/Bella&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Jacob&apos;s story to the song I&apos;m Still Here by John Rzeznik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author&apos;s Note: I&apos;m kind of lame. More Disney songfics to come. Just to warn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Read after the cut...&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;I am a question to the world/Not an answer to be heard/Or a moment/That’s held in your arms&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;She had looked silly in her cast and ridiculous blue dress. And yet I hadn’t been able to get her out of my mind. She was undeniably pretty, cute in a tragic sort of way, and yet I felt that when we had danced together she had only been biding her time before she returned to her heartthrob boyfriend. I tried not to care about that, but didn’t I deserve just a bit more attention than that? He didn’t seem all that special to me at the time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;And what do you think you’d ever say?/I wont listen anyway/You don’t know me/And I’ll never be what you want me to be&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;“Look at me,” I wanted to beg her. “You came to me first. Look at me, see me, please just see me.” And she did, with eyes that were lost. After Edward had left her she was like a creature thrown to sea, thrashing endlessly in waves of cold and pain. I could imagine what she would say if I asked her about him. I didn’t want to hear it. I wanted her to see me, but she only saw one face. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;And what do you think you’d understand?/I’m a boy, no I’m a man/You can’t take me/And throw me away&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Smiles, laughter, love. She loved me. She just didn’t know it. She didn’t want to admit it. If she admitted it, then that would mean that maybe she was wrong. Maybe she could be happy, maybe Edward wasn’t her life. I tumbled out of bed with a smile on my face, even though I was exhausted from guarding her night and day. She’d come around, I told myself. She had to. And then he was back, and when she was with him it was like I never existed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;And how can you learn what’s never shown?/Yeah, you stand here on your own/They don’t know me/Cause I’m not here&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;She still thought about me. She still cared. Even when she was around him she still cared. And she still loved me. Yet how could she ever know? Even I could see how Edward affected her, though I didn’t want to. He was wrong, so wrong for her. Watching her eyes glaze over in his presence was sickening to me, as sickening as I found the scent of him and his kind. There was nothing I could do, because I could not get near her. If I couldn’t get to her, then she would continue being lost. Lost in the abyss that was Edward. I couldn’t bear to see her lost anymore, I couldn’t stand for it. I would fight for her. I would make her see that she loved me, and that I loved her. I would offer her a choice. I would be there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;And you see the things they never see/All you wanted I could be/Now you know me/And I’m not afraid&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;‘Ask me,’ and she did. Yet she resisted. It made me angry, it made me try harder… until she gave way. And then she was kissing me back, and I almost jumped out of my skin in joy. She loved me, it wasn’t a delusion I was chasing, it was truth. She loved me, and I wasn’t afraid anymore. How could anything be bad anymore, when she loved me and I loved her? She would choose me, she would choose life… how could she not with everything I offered? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;And I wanna tell you who I am/Can you help me be a man?/They can’t break me/As long as I know who I am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;My joy had rushed into them the moment I changed. ‘She loves you’, the minds of the pack whispered through the forest. ‘She loves me’ my spirit whispered back. ‘Will she choose you?’ my friends asked. ‘She will, of course she will’ I thought. ‘She won’t,’ a distinct female thought came through, I snarled. ‘She will!’ I growled. And then we were fighting. Soon, soon we would have the rest of our lives together. Soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;They can’t tell me who to be/Cause I’m not what they see/Yeah, the world is still sleepin’ while I keep on dreaming for me/And their words are just whispers and lies that I’ll never believe&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;‘She’s with Edward,’ They had whispered to me as I blinked hazily through the pain. Of course she was I thought, Edward could protect her. He could protect her while I was recovering. But in their voices I heard ‘She’s with Edward, she’s chosen Edward.’ But I couldn’t believe that. There was no way I could believe that. Not and stay sane. I fell back into the pain and wished she was there holding my hand. But we had forever for hand holding, didn’t we?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;And I want a moment to be real/Wanna touch things I don’t feel/Wanna hold on and feel I belong/And how can the world want me to change?/They’re the ones they stay the same/They don’t know me/Cause I’m not here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Running, running, running. She had chosen Edward against all reason. When the invitation to the wedding came it was all I could do to stay human long enough to run out of the house. I was gone. I left Jacob Black behind. Like she left me behind. Now I didn’t know what I was, all that matters was that I was running. Running as far and as hard as I could. Running forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;I’m the one now/Cause I’m still here/I’m the one/Cause I’m still here/I’m still here/I’m still here/I’m still here&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;And yet… you can’t run away from yourself forever. Even when facing having my heart ripped to shreds over and over again for eternity… I would keep putting it back together for her. Because no matter what flawed logic she’s thrown at me, no matter the drug that Edward provides, no matter the pitiful looks from my friends and family, and looks of disdain from Leah, we were meant to be together. And I’ll be here, waiting. Of course I’ll be here waiting. I’ll always be here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jun 2008 10:45:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Angel: Rosalie (G)</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;&apos;Drabble&apos; for &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_fridaydrabble&apos; lj:user=&apos;fridaydrabble&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/fridaydrabble/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;16&apos; height=&apos;16&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/fridaydrabble/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;fridaydrabble&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;     &quot;Who are you?&quot; The little girl asked.&lt;br /&gt;The woman looked down surprised, a little native girl stood by her feet, tugging on the hem of her dress.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Who are you?&quot; The woman asked back, a small smile gracing her beautiful full lips.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;My name&apos;s Claire, will you play with me?&quot; She pointed at the park with her chubby four year old arms.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Of course.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;They played on the swings, the woman pushed Claire over her head.&lt;br /&gt;They played in the sandbox, the woman didn&apos;t notice the wet sand staining her dress.&lt;br /&gt;They swung on the monkey bars. Well Claire did, the woman helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Will you come back and play with me again?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Tomorrow.&quot; She promised.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Quil, I played with a angel&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh? When was that?&quot; He asked, swinging her up high as she giggled.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;At the park!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Angels play in the park?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes. On the swing. That is how they fly.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Quil smiled fondly at his silly little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Quil?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes, Claire?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Is mama a angel?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Of course she is. The most beautiful angel of all.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Do you think that was her, the angel at the park?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Maybe,&quot; Quil hedged.&lt;br /&gt;The little girl sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I always wanted a mama.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Rosalie always wanted to be one.&lt;br /&gt;Which was why the next day she watched in anguish as Quil and the little girl stood hand in hand waiting for the angel to show up.&lt;br /&gt;But she couldn&apos;t go.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Claire would never forget the kind stranger. &lt;br /&gt;While her Aunt Emily was kind and treated her like her own, the only image she could see when she thought of a mother was that beautiful woman at the park. &lt;br /&gt;The angel was Claire&apos;s alone, and when she was rocking her own children to sleep late at night, Quil&apos;s snores sounding softly from the bedroom, she secretly believed that for one day her mother&apos;s soul had come to play with her at the park in the form of a woman so beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She could have only come from heaven.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jun 2008 10:29:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oblivion</title>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Title: Oblivion&lt;br /&gt;Rating - 18A for swearing, alcohol abuse, and SEXUAL SITUATIONS.&lt;br /&gt;Spoilers - Let&apos;s just say the whole series. Just to be safe.&lt;br /&gt;Summary - Jacob is drunk. Drinking away his sorrows. What is going on in his mind?&lt;br /&gt;Pairing - Bella/Jacob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author&apos;s Note: I was seeing if I could get into the mind of drunk!Jacob by being drunk!Jessica. Don&apos;t know if it worked :P&lt;br /&gt;Blame my sister, the bride to be, because it was her stagette party!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;LET THE DRUNKEN ANGSTFEST ENSUE!!!&quot;&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;-----&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;It was over. Life was over, she was gone. I counted down every single moment since she left, and I could tell you that she was gone. Without a doubt. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;One tequila, two tequila, three tequila… she’s still gone.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Embry sits beside me, buying me drinks. There’s still not enough, we only have so much money, and even that won’t be enough. Nothing will be enough because no matter how much I drink, no matter how much I try to forget… she’s still gone. There’s an empty void where she used to be, and I can’t fill it. Not with all the alcohol in the world.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;“I’m out.” He says. That’s fine, that’s really fine, Embry has a life, he has a girlfriend, and he has everything that I wish I could have… If that’s enough for him, then that’s enough.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Enough. I wish there was enough.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Enough love that she’d come back to me, enough joy in the world that maybe I could pick up a glimmer of it. Enough… everything that could satisfy me. But no, there’s only Bella, only one. A singular commodity that has already been bought. There’s not enough. There will never be enough. Holy fuck, my God I’m dying. I’m dying without her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;“I’ll have a double rum and coke. No, make it a triple.” I say to the bartender.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;He looks back at me strangely. He probably hasn’t seen anyone ever drink this much. I only try to seek oblivion sporadically. The bartenders get scared when they see how much I can drink.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;On the other hand the men at the liquor store never check my ID. My white friends say that it’s because I’m native and I’m their best customer. I ignore them. Native pride mother fuckers. I can’t change who I am and I never would.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Unless I could be Edward. Fuck. Why does he get EVERYTHING? Immortality, beauty beyond compare. What the FUCK. If there’s a God, why did you grant him that? Were you trying to make me miserable? Did you see a wonderfully happy boy and decide that that’s wrong? What kind of god are you? When will this stop? When will I get over her?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Never? Well fuck you God. I don‘t know what I did to deserve this, so FUCK YOU.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I shelter my drink with my body. Young girls are running past, dancing and laughing…. I ignore them. Too much life, too much vitality. They are attractive, but they’re not her. No one replaces her.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;No one.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;But then, what else is there to life? Will I live in this empty void forever? Hadn’t I lived without her before? Wasn’t I somebody before? Can’t I be that person again?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I hope so. I wish so. Fuck I want to be, because being this miserable is pathetic. Wishing she was here is pathetic. EARTH TO JACOB: she left you. She isn’t worth it, get over it….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;But I can’t. And I never will. Never. Forever. For ever, ever.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;“Bartender, same as the last.” Four more of those, and then…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Black out.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;----&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Darkness.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;“Oh god yes,” I moan into the darkness. I’m burning, burning hot with fever, sweating with sex, fuck I’m so drunk, but she’s so… she’s so… oh fuck she’s so cool.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;“Jacob, Jacob, oh god. Please.” She whispers into my ear as she moves atop of me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;It’s the please that gets me. It’s something &lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;she&lt;/i&gt; would say. But I won’t think of her. It’s too hard, it’s too painful, and right now all I want to do is… es-oh god-esca-fuck-escape. Holy fuck she’s so good I can’t even think.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;And she’s moaning into my ear. My name. Did I tell her my name? I don’t know, I don’t remember. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;“Jacob, I lo-ohhhhh Jesus, fuck, god, holy, yeaaaaaah, you please. Please, please….”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;“Bella,” I groan out into the air, but it’s not her. Of course it’s not her. I hope I don’t offend her because &lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;I.&lt;/st1:place&gt; don’t. want. Her. To. Stop. GOD. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I can’t even think. It was that last beer that got me. I’m at my house, I know that, but who this girl is, what time it is, how we even got here… I can’t know. But if I’m here then I’m safe. Whoever the fuck this is. It’s not &lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; so it doesn’t matter. Twenty two year old virgin, and that’s over with . Because what was the point in saving myself when the girl I was waiting for was never going to come? Not that I even ever gave it any real thought. Too much darkness, black out. I wasn’t there for this decision and-fuck! That got my attention.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;“Jacob, I’m sorry. I’m sorry!” She said as she puffed out a lungful of air. It’ll be soon, soon she’ll blow. Soon &lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;I’ll&lt;/i&gt; blow. It’d be nice if we could do it together. That’s how I imagined it’d be with &lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;us&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;But screw imagination. Imaginary Bella wasn’t here. Whoever the fuck this is&amp;nbsp; was sorry, and was a stranger here. I wonder what she did to be sorry. I wonder why I even care. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Maybe caring was the first step of closure.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;“It’s okay.” I whisper back. Not that I know what’s okay, but if she’s here, and she’s doing this to me, then it’d have to be okay. I’m a gentleman. I think. Or I was. How did we get here?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;She thrusts her lips up against mine. They’re soft, so wonderfully soft. And they taste red, they feel red. Red and pink. If you can imagine how red and pink could feel. I could, but that’s because those lips were in my mouth. Moving, and her tongue probing. She’s moaning into my mouth. I moan back because if feels so good. Vibrations.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Vibrations though my whole body. Yes. Yes I-Fuck, who the hell are you because I want to scream your name! But the only name I can think of, the only name I know, the only name in my mind is “BELLA!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Hips jerking, she’s screaming my name, I’m grabbing onto the mattress. &lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Rrrrripppp.&lt;/i&gt; Her hands are buried in my long hair and she yanks it, but I don’t care because I’m in &lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;heaven.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;But it’s soon over. We’re breathing heavily and she &lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;apologizes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;“I’m sorry Jacob, it wasn’t… with &lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;him&lt;/i&gt;, It wasn’t what I thought it would be, but I can’t come back. I can’t come back because things are different. But I love you, I &lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;love you. &lt;/i&gt;Know that please. Stop this self destruction.” Her cool lips on my ear.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I nod, because that’s all I can do. I can’t make much sense of her words right now, and it’s only when I wake up, and she’s gone, and there’s an icy spot next to me on my bed that I whisper the word… the &lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;world…&lt;/i&gt; “&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Bella”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Embry comes to pick me up the next night. I get into the car. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Nothing will ever be the same again.&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;One tequila, two tequila, three tequila… &lt;i&gt;come back to me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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