<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:03:51.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is me with the words on the tip of my tongue</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-3503278089733719550</id><published>2009-11-08T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T16:18:03.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>noah,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveN-cBOwwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/BgmNwWjy7AI/s1600-h/3599428722_f28a7a8b69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveN-cBOwwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/BgmNwWjy7AI/s400/3599428722_f28a7a8b69.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401942381866959618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i want someone just like you.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-3503278089733719550?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3503278089733719550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=3503278089733719550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/3503278089733719550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/3503278089733719550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/noah.html' title='noah,'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveN-cBOwwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/BgmNwWjy7AI/s72-c/3599428722_f28a7a8b69.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-5107007999614858920</id><published>2009-09-08T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:38:15.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;i need change, i just dont know what. i want a lover. or maybe just a new friend haha ive been so positive lately and im liking black dice oh so much lately. fucking shit is so good. i need a lucy sesh.  i loved my birthday it was so awesome yessss. im thankful for my  friends making it so awesome. i love my family for their unconditional love. i love music so much, it can change my body and my mood and perspective. i love coffee for waking me up for the rest of my day. i love mary jane for keeping me sane whenever i am stressed. i love my bike for taking me to and from work.i love my room for being there when i need a plce to be alone and rest my thoughts. i love my kicthen for giving me the ability to make food. i love the sun for providing me with warmth when im cold. i love the ocean for cleaning me and for making me feel so free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-5107007999614858920?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5107007999614858920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=5107007999614858920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/5107007999614858920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/5107007999614858920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-need-change-i-just-dont-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-6216815499534221270</id><published>2009-08-10T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T19:23:15.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooh holy shit went and saw four year strong and set your goals last night and that shit was off the wall! i have so many fucking bruises man, i got kicked in the face! it was a fucking sausage fest, dudes everywhere i was like one out of three girls who satyed in the front it was insane!! man i am such a badass, i need me a badass man by my side!  im just waiting for that one guy who just catches my attention with our mutual interests blaaah. a dude who will bike with me to the store and dumpster dive. someone humble and strong. hfuoshaflkjashfljas. anyway, you can see me on the top pic in the very front right hand side bottom, got my hand on my head hahah and you can see my pink/blue bracelet along with my silver one in the next one. hahah fucking good time.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SoZUQ8bvZII/AAAAAAAAAGw/VGmOboW7sqs/s1600-h/yes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SoZUQ8bvZII/AAAAAAAAAGw/VGmOboW7sqs/s400/yes2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370072255763014786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SoZT1qTxjsI/AAAAAAAAAGg/g5497Aq03F0/s1600-h/yes5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SoZT1qTxjsI/AAAAAAAAAGg/g5497Aq03F0/s400/yes5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370071787041296066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, basia is moving in with me and i am VERY VERY excited about it and oh man, just really pumped. hapiness is raining over me and im so excited about the future! not excited about turning 20. i wanna be a teenager forever, but i guess it just cant be that way. LAME. cmon future, im waiting patiently. shits coming together, FINALLY. where are you soulmate?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-6216815499534221270?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6216815499534221270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=6216815499534221270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/6216815499534221270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/6216815499534221270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/ooh-holy-shit-went-and-saw-four-year.html' title=''/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SoZUQ8bvZII/AAAAAAAAAGw/VGmOboW7sqs/s72-c/yes2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-1859931523725690515</id><published>2009-07-07T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:32:46.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>catch me im falling down,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;this week has been fucking ridiculous, and i am s fed up with guys in general, i want to rip out my eyeballs. more than several have driven me so fucking crazy lately, its quite ridiculous. i just want to get the fuck out of here. im so sick of this spot of the world that i am constantly stuck on. i need a fucking vaaaccatttiiiiiiiiiioonnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-1859931523725690515?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1859931523725690515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=1859931523725690515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/1859931523725690515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/1859931523725690515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/catch-me-im-falling-down.html' title='catch me im falling down,'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-3133438728927983279</id><published>2009-07-03T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T15:12:23.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you can always take more than nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i wish i just wish so bad sometimes that i didnt have to go through this, wish that i wasnt born in the place period and time i was, so none of this would me happening. my mind is so sore, im always thinking too much about everything, and society and existence. its fucking ridiculous. i mean, we hurt and have pain, but why? what makes us actually feel a feeling? how exactly does a consciousness exist? my ricky is going through such a hard time right now, and he doesnt deserve absolutely anything hes been through lately, i dont know why people keep shitting on him, and there is nothing i can  do except verbally try to help him. i mean, why is all this happening to HIM? why isnt happening to the person who is the asshole, or rich bitch? i am beginning to think karma doesnt exist. it makes sense why it wouldnt. i think we are just here. weve evolved into these shitty little organisms who are cold and selfish and mean and defensive. ITS SO FUCKING DEPRESSING. there is nothing i can do about the way the world is set up. who the fuck makes all the decisions and why the fuck do i have to go by all these "rules" that should never exist. why does that building have to be right there? shit,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,bckjsjabjba;fb;f;h';f&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you know you should talk to me. but i dont know WHY YOU WONT. JUST FUCKING DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-3133438728927983279?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3133438728927983279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=3133438728927983279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/3133438728927983279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/3133438728927983279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-can-always-take-more-than-nothing.html' title='you can always take more than nothing'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-9013779104140634266</id><published>2009-06-29T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T10:11:13.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;last night was alittle fucked up, and right now everything in general is kind of fucked up. i am getting sick of my house, and i need some refreshment in my life, something new, someone who wants to go and explore the ends of the world with me. someone who will just understand what im saying without me having to be apologizing for it be different or whatever. i know travis is this person, but hes not here all that much, i only see him maybe one or two times a week. i really feel like i dont belong in this setting, i know i dont. i jknow what i need to be complete;y happy are some room mates who actually understand me and dont care about the material things in life.  ive been considering moving back to missuori for a year to go to school out there. i know i  have friends out there that HAVE MY BACK. alot of them at that, people i love absolutely being myself around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am sinking into a pool of drunken and stoned oblivion. i just dont know how to feel anymore. i mena of course i FEEL but i just like dont wheni should also. i dont feel sympathy for people, i act like i like people i dont even like, i honestly njust dont give a fuck most of the time. i dont know how to put trust in people. im going down. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when people are obsessed with other people.&lt;br /&gt;coffee just might be the greatest idea ever right now....im making some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another day, another dollar. why cant my life be more exciting?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-9013779104140634266?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9013779104140634266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=9013779104140634266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/9013779104140634266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/9013779104140634266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-night-was-alittle-fucked-up-and.html' title=''/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-3155102095012914329</id><published>2009-06-27T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T10:13:26.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i just may be making a HUGE mistake.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FFFUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-3155102095012914329?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3155102095012914329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=3155102095012914329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/3155102095012914329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/3155102095012914329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/shit.html' title='shit'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-4256089777046151414</id><published>2009-06-27T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T19:27:34.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>walking on a dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;who are you turning into and what have you become? back to your old self i guess. have fun, ill be back here. i cant believe how i was there for you when not many others were, and now our sweet freindship we once had has vanished into thin air. its so disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SkbvhirKatI/AAAAAAAAAGA/6lupLnjT850/s1600-h/jazharold_46565456465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SkbvhirKatI/AAAAAAAAAGA/6lupLnjT850/s400/jazharold_46565456465.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352228566698978002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ive been so happy lately, of course theres always that little shit that goes on every day or week, but i can get through it without it letting affect my whole entire mood or attitude at the moment. i am just content, and ok.&lt;br /&gt;some days i feel different about the important things going on my life. like for a few days something that seems SOOO impoartant to me wont be for maybe a few days after. and on and on and back and forth. i ahve the worst cough ever this shit is killing me. i love my kitten, he is such a little special gem :&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got to get all my shit together for good. for some reason i cant.&lt;br /&gt;im only nineteen, i really shouldnt even be worrying.&lt;br /&gt;i have a horrible shopping addiction problem. i just want to fade into the ocean, like i almost did yesterday. travis and lee and i went out to myrtle beach and swam in the middle of a storm, the winds were so strong, they were making the waves hit so strong and powerful, it felt so riveting and exciting, conquering. im so in love with mama ocean, if only i could live on the beach. if only i could just walk outside and have the ocean be my backyard, what a dream. theres a boy in my life, and im no saying anything else, because every time i get my hopes up, i get let down, so erll see. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my little chocolate girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                           &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-4256089777046151414?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4256089777046151414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=4256089777046151414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/4256089777046151414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-8832603841335352376</id><published>2009-06-22T22:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:57:01.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im getting lost in your curls....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play the game, the game gets played. sometimes, this horrible little allydemon comes out in me, theres like this little bit of bad in me i know not anyone would expect but its there, but its not even bad, compared to all the shit that goes on in this world. anyways im talking bullshit. i went to see my beautiful avey, panda bear and geologist june 10th and it was the most amazing night of my fucking LIFE. it was all a huge beautiful story. we tripped on some lucy and headed for a little drive down to orlando. saw black dice first and the visuals and music were so fucking intense i could not beive how insane that band was. but when animal collective came on, i was complete. in the flowers started and i was like in heaven, i WAS my heaven, because that has been my dream for so long. my two favorite things in the whole world occuring at the same time!!!! i seriously wish that night never ended, i really wish it never did, but anyway, they played a beautiful amazing mezmorizing captivating show... i cannot even begin to explain how amazing it was :D:D:D:DDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;i went with travis aaand rob and robs gf, and we were all just tripiing and laughing and fucking so happy, and after the show we fucking met panda bear behing the damn tour bus and i couldnt even fucking belive it, hahaha and i shook his hand and all i could say to him was "thank you so much for whatyou do...thank you" haha i was so mesmorized. this man, whos voice and music he makes motivates me every day to be happy and keep living and to stay positive, this man was standing right there and i didnt know what to do. so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SkBtH4y6XeI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/J11LMMCRW7I/s1600-h/Picture+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SkBtH4y6XeI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/J11LMMCRW7I/s200/Picture+170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350396339588586978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SkBtHcUTn2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/U4AEFfVDsiE/s1600-h/Picture+177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SkBtHcUTn2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/U4AEFfVDsiE/s200/Picture+177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350396331944025954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SkBtHAu0qlI/AAAAAAAAAFA/obLptmSd3sQ/s1600-h/Picture+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SkBtHAu0qlI/AAAAAAAAAFA/obLptmSd3sQ/s200/Picture+165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350396324539050578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SkBtGmpNPYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/tlnrOW2KMqg/s1600-h/%23%5E%23%24%5E%23%24%5E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SkBtGmpNPYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/tlnrOW2KMqg/s200/%23%5E%23%24%5E%23%24%5E.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350396317536173442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been just loving life lately, living day by day, after my last trip, ive pretty much let go of alot of things i needed to let go of, i feel so much better and happy. im not worrying about all the stupid shit that wastes time, we are so little and small and all of this is so insignificant, this whole life is, i keep tending to forget about that and then i atart getting all anal about stupid shit that doesnt even matter. im so thankful for how wise i am. i want to visit cassadaga again so bad soon, i love it there :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-8832603841335352376?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8832603841335352376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-8774023032081571051</id><published>2009-06-03T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:26:12.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my little slippi</title><content type='html'>yesterday was absolutely AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i shroomed with travis all day long, we tripped at the beach, went to my house took a shower and listened to some saxophone vynils, drank some smoothies &amp;amp; walked around downtown, people watched and such. i was so at peace and one with everything, it was so beautiful. at the peak of my trip i was laying in the sun, on the beach under the huge blue sky, listening to animal collective with my eyes closed, i left myself, i was seriously gone, no longer at the beach, i was in absolute  bliss, floating. the rest of the time was just so eye opening and fun and exciting! i geeked out in public in front of ALOT of people because the osunds of the ocean crashing and all the people and their dogs and this helicopter above us and the heat all hit me at once, and i could not control my laughter at all!! hahaha oh man it was insane, while i was walking back to the car with travis i literally thought my whole entire body was going to explode into the sun because ive never been so hot in my whole entire life, we were baking out there for i dont even know how long and my feet were burning into the sand, and i started yelling "im going to explode! my heads going to explode!" in front of a bunch of people hahha wow, it was fucking awesome!&lt;br /&gt;travis and i connected so much, i am so thankful he is in my life, SOOO THANKFUL, hes such a beatiful person and i can honestly say he has not ever fucked me over or let me down.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/Emerychic07/florida/Picture093-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/Emerychic07/florida/Picture093-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;im starting to really enjoy my one sided mullet, btw. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/Emerychic07/kittytime/Picture097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/Emerychic07/kittytime/Picture097.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/Emerychic07/kittytime/Picture095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/Emerychic07/kittytime/Picture095.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/Emerychic07/kittytime/Picture097-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 239px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/Emerychic07/kittytime/Picture097-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so excited for what this summer&amp;amp; the rest of the year is going to bring to me :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-8774023032081571051?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-2519505555169891673</id><published>2009-05-29T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T20:33:41.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we kiss on the mouth but still cough down our sleeves</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                                "And if you don't believe in fantasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then don't believe in fantasy&lt;br /&gt;Do you not believe in fantasy because it gets you&lt;br /&gt;down?&lt;br /&gt;If you don't believe it's raining&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell you that it's raining&lt;br /&gt;Do you not believe it's raining just because it gets&lt;br /&gt;you down?&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't believe in happiness&lt;br /&gt;Then don't believe in happiness&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe in happiness, but then you might be&lt;br /&gt;down&lt;br /&gt;If you don't believe you're dying&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell you that you're dying&lt;br /&gt;Do you not believe you're dying just because it gets&lt;br /&gt;you down?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;updates:&lt;br /&gt;i went to visit sissie in missouri a few months ago, she has proved her immaturity, selfishness and hatred even more!! i am done with that girl. its so sad to say goodbye, but i can only take getting shit on so much, good luck with life rachel allison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v731/Emerychic07/Picture003-2.flv" width="448" height="361"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long to my long hair, i have it shorter than i have before, and i love the fact that im not getting that nasty attention from old nasty men as much because my beautifil long locks are gonnnneee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahahahaa&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/Emerychic07/me/Picture080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 179px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/Emerychic07/me/Picture080.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;june 10th is the day im looking foward to more than ANYTHING right now, my shit oh GOSSHHHHHHHHHH im seeing animal collective live, im going to have a fucking heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a121/thetransfiguration/New%20York%20City/PB210195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a121/thetransfiguration/New%20York%20City/PB210195.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im settled in my new apartment, with a new room mate since my first one decided to fuck me over royally, woo hoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/Emerychic07/Picture011-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 240px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/Emerychic07/Picture011-1.jpg" alt="" 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-2519505555169891673?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2519505555169891673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=2519505555169891673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/2519505555169891673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/2519505555169891673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-kiss-on-mouth-but-still-cough-down.html' title='we kiss on the mouth but still cough down our sleeves'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a121/thetransfiguration/New%20York%20City/th_PB210195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-1846318172007155096</id><published>2009-01-12T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T00:07:42.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you have my attention</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;and once again, the story begins and ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;its a cycle, its all this one big huge ongoing cycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;and im talking about everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i look back at these entries, i havent written in almost four months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;within these four months,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i fell in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;not like the fall in love i always usually talk about, i REALLY fell in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i didnt know feelings like this existed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;and i also didnt know pain like this existed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i cried myself to sleep today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i have a problem that i cant fix, and its affected my relationships in the past, now and will continue to affect ones  in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;the most amazing guy in the world found me on september 23.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ever since, i have been floating on a cloud, experiencing a feeling ive never felt before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i love nash kohlmeyer more than anyone in this world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;losing him would probably be the worst thing that could ever happen to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i mean i know this sounds completely ridiculous and corny, but i fall to him when im hurting, now where am i going to go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i will be completely alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;all im asking for is love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;im such a fucking IDIOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i pushed him away sometimes because i got so scared,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ive been scared my whole life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;people have been leaving me my whole life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ever since i was born,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i just want someone to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;fuck my lifeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i just want to be a giant weeping willow tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-1846318172007155096?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1846318172007155096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=1846318172007155096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/1846318172007155096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/1846318172007155096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-have-my-attention.html' title='you have my attention'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-2415688805957465475</id><published>2008-09-22T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T07:57:09.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;im so lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;betrayed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;fuck the human race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i want to fucking live in space where no humans exist and i dont have to deal with anyones bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and id just trip on acid all the time in space, and die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;sounds good! lets fucking go right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i am so exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;im working every single day because i have 2 jobs, and i have school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;im fucking tired dude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and today i finally didnt have to work, and alli wanted to do was paint my bike and its fucking raining!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;how shitty, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i love my bike, i love to ride my bike, i loooove it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i just want to move to seattle or portland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;lately if i have time, i go wander off on my bike to like nowhere, and go deep into these forests and take pictures, its the greatest feeling, with the sun on me, its the perfect time of the day where its not too hot, and the breeze of the wind is just perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i want a treehouse, oh happy i would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;haha im not even mad, im disappointed, and extremely hurt. im escaping without dealing with it, ive been putting it off like i dont care about it, but i know eventually im actually going to have to sit there, and think real hard about it, and its gonna hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;fucking people, fucking assholes, everyone is out for one thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;THEMSELVES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;what has happened to us, why are we so greedy, and so selfish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;why dont we think before we speak or act?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;most of what we do affects someone around us, whether we think about it or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;so, im going to buy my own island one day, an island of no drama, and no lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;only devendra banhart is invited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and travis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;hahaaha, i told travis id be his surrogate mother, because our kids would be the most amazaing babies on the face pf this planet, which is true, it would have superpowers and shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;but this wont be like till were 30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;oh my flesh and bones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;im tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-2415688805957465475?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2415688805957465475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=2415688805957465475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/2415688805957465475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/2415688805957465475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-so-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-7583589628302398557</id><published>2008-09-20T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T07:58:09.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"I'mma do the things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;That I wanna do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I ain't got a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;To prove to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'll eat my candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;With the pork and beans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Excuse my manners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;If I make a scene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I ain't gonna wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The clothes that you like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'm finally dandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;With the me inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;One look in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;And I'm tickled pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I don't give a hoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;About what you think!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;anyway, the people i work with at best buy are fucking amazing, and i have met so many awesome people man, im so excited to have the store open and finally be working there, we all built it together, i dont know, im proud of myself.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;my father is continiung to be this complete asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;whoa, sick of the 13 yr old little girl attitude, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;oh my goodness i forgot how beautiful anthony greens voice is,yeeep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i guess im done for now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-7583589628302398557?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7583589628302398557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=7583589628302398557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/7583589628302398557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/7583589628302398557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-im-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-8485896900095232708</id><published>2008-09-15T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T07:59:22.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aliens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;holy shit&lt;br /&gt;texas mike and g mike and adam and ihad one of the best conversations i have ever had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;last night mie had this jar FILLED with buds and bud leaves, home grown buds from his uncle, and we smoked that shit and fucking sat on the bed of mikes truck and talked about crazy shit for like 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;parallel universes and galaxiesandthe fact that we only use like 10% of our brains, and maybe our death is the release, the switch that makes that other 90% of our brain that we dont use actually worthy. it like takes us to a place weve never been and its SO strong that our physical mentality cant even comprehend, but our spirit can.and when we die, the other 90% of our brain is a fantasy with our spirit, thats why theres orbs, little orbs all over the gravesites, its the brain spirits."the brain orbs"&lt;br /&gt;or like maybe when we die, were released in a whole other glaxyliving life as something completely different.but doing the same exact thing over again.&lt;br /&gt;and how there has to be aliens, i mean WERE aliens, to something else.or maybe theres a bunch of assholes with microscopes and high tech magnifying glasses we cant even comprehend, spying on us, laughing at how fucking stupid the human race is.kind of like the end of men in black, where our galaxy was in a marble...&lt;br /&gt;we are grains of sand in a universe of unexplainable eternity.with all this said, i still continue to remember that all this shit that everyone worries about, with their fucking money and drama and fancy shit, and make up and "society" and "ranks".this is why i have become disgusted with everyone, because it seems like only like 3 people i know can comprehend this, and everyone else is just clueless. none of this shit matters, SERIOUSLY.cant wait till i get out of here man, :]&lt;br /&gt;the riddler man, the riddler, some crazy shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-8485896900095232708?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8485896900095232708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=8485896900095232708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/8485896900095232708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/8485896900095232708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/09/aliens.html' title='aliens'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-6425392976982464491</id><published>2008-09-05T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T16:40:49.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yeah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SMHDLH2tZUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/qpiwctqHq-4/s1600-h/space.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242686037090460994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="219" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SMHDLH2tZUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/qpiwctqHq-4/s200/space.jpg" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;and i have a new found love for space these past couple months, i cant wait to begin astromoy class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-6425392976982464491?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6425392976982464491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=6425392976982464491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/6425392976982464491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/6425392976982464491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-yeah.html' title='oh yeah'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SMHDLH2tZUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/qpiwctqHq-4/s72-c/space.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-4167216373790281529</id><published>2008-09-05T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T08:00:47.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lovelier girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i am enjoying the rubys suns and beach house alot lately, such beautiful music...and beirut...oh my gosh, AMAZING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;so...i got two jobs this week, BAM. but i got drug tested for the best buy one and ive had no reponse back, if its not diluted, its going to be negative...cause i smoked the night before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;but, these past few days my stupidity has completely left me..haha i mean idk, i have had no desire to smoke weed, or cigarettes, im working out everyday, looking good, and i am FINALLY happy with myself, i can finally walk in public with confidence and pride. i finally feel beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;two days ago i had the worst birthday of my life so far, it seems like every year, they just get worse, so next year im not even having a birthday..im not going to tell anyone about it, its just going to be another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;what hurts the most is that my dad knew i was feeling shitty, and he didnt do a thing about it, nothing to help me out, just acted like he didnt give a fuck. awesome. i seriously cried like 7 times because i cant stand hearing everyone in california on the phone wanting me to come back...i want to see my grandparents and my mom so bad. i dont even give a fuck about those so called "friends" i had, haha what a joke. who were those people? stuck up assholes who cant get over themselves and money and drama...get a fucking life! go outside and cherish the beauty of the WORLD, not what money can get you. how sickening, im so glad im outta there, now that ive discovered what true friendships are, and real people, i dont think im going to ever live there again. i want to move to portland or france anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-4167216373790281529?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4167216373790281529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=4167216373790281529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/4167216373790281529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/4167216373790281529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/09/lovelier-girl.html' title='lovelier girl'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-2460796380227841022</id><published>2008-08-21T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:05:26.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mime games</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;classical music is so amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;give me more intelectual music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;i need to practice typing so i can get a second job across thestreet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;i really cant comprehend how my friends constantly have money to spend, escpecially the ones who dont have jobs you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;well anyways, my birth dad is about to die any minute, and i need to meet him before he does. i need this boid filled, and my heart wont be completely filled, if this piece of the puzzle isnt put in. he need to be sent to a VA hospital in seattle and no one is willing to help him out of take him there so my sissie and i are thinking of flying upo to montana and help move and get settled, from there we can go to portland, FINALLY i have been wanting to go to portland so fucking bad, its burning within me. i just relaly hope this happend before things start falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;i want to know aobut my blood, i want to know wheer i came form, i want to get the fuck on with my life, and not be here with my dad, i wanna have a room mate to wake up to and do wake and bakes with, friends who give me good company, i want to have my own place again, to throw parties and have anyone come over at any time, i fucking thirst it, i need it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;these past few days i ahve been completely homesick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;its almost been a year since ive been away from california and i know i never thought i would say this but i want to see my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;i want to see my family so much, i want to give my grandpa and grandma a hug, i wanna have akward conversations and silences at the dinner table again. ots really fucking depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;i am trapped, i have no way out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;io want to hang out with my sissie again, i wann gho out and be able to drive around with MY music playing, jamming out in MY car, i wanna move on!! i wanna break these walls apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;i cannot stand the guy who continues to hit on me and thinks i like him, when in all reality, i find him to be comopletely annoying and immature. ewww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;my birthday is in 12 days. i am not even the least bit excited at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;beacsue nothing is going to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;i just really want to trip on some lsd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;yup, i would be COMPLETELY satisfied with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;or meet jimi hendrix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;i ahve been oh so fortunate to have neighbors come over and continuously smoke me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;"excuse me while i kiss the sky"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;i just wanna chill out with a beer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;and have a nice chat on the phone with an old friend or two right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-2460796380227841022?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2460796380227841022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=2460796380227841022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/2460796380227841022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/2460796380227841022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/08/mime-games.html' title='mime games'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-959335784949824232</id><published>2008-08-15T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T11:08:45.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>like the ashes of american flags</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;this gymnast thing is ridicoulous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i wouldnt be able to balance like that shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;then again, i am ally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;what a wonderful time ive been having haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and good things just keep on coming to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and its really fucking awesome and exciting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and im stoned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and i have amazing neighbors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and im getting it on with with this guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and my coffee cup is blowing my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i love kimya dawson, but i want to marry alice glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i dont care if your reading this, thinking im sinning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;its all bullshit, fucking shut up, im so sick of hearing bull shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i like my new bunny suit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i like my new bunny suit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;when i wear it i feel cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i miss hanging and seein jenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;my sister and i are on good terms again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and i love her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i need some indian music in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;im all hyped on coffee dude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and i have an interview for best buy tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and if the drug test is tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;im "fucked for life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-dirty projectors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i love kitties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and im about to listen to thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;its a been while since thats happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;shit, thursday plays a damn good live show man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;those were the fucking days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;this is how it feels, calling out but no one even hears signals we sedn over the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;when you say my name, i wanna split it form your lips, hung like whispers in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ANYWAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;for some weird fucking reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;all these dudes have been coming into my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and i cant handle it anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;it too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;COOOOFFFFEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;so if i work at best buy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;that would be the most amazing thing ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;im full of so many emotions right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;every different thing i think about,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;makes me feel different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and my heart is racing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i want to be a painter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;my father is one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;my sister is one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;why cant i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i can draw, but not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;it sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;so im doing photography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;mr nino told me i had a knack for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but all that mattered to me at the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;was friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;weed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and reputation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;so i ignored him, i wanstgoing to give into school, no that would be lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but now that im not stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;im going to try again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ive signed up for class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and im going to colleger, whic is really weird to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i thought this day would never come haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;im waiting for him to call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;so we can hang out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and i can smoke blunts with him and his mom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ahahaha yessssssss :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-959335784949824232?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/959335784949824232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=959335784949824232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/959335784949824232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/959335784949824232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/08/like-ashes-of-american-flags.html' title='like the ashes of american flags'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-5126815788917517939</id><published>2008-08-13T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T20:37:44.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nfdsjlahfl;jkdsalgkfdsja</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i got an A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i got a B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;and i got a C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;fuck yeah, thoise division phone lessons with sophia really turned out to be helpful, HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;so today has fucking rocked, ive met a shitload of new people, watched the sunrise at the beach, fucking got a bagel, met up with these dudes, and there was this one i met like a month and a hlaf aog, and hes fucking awesome,and dude hes so nice and genuine, and smoked a fucking blunt with him and his mom dude!! haha his mom loved me, she was jsut lovin it, telling me like " i love your dresssssss!!" and "no way girl, i cant believe you roll your own cigarettes thats fucking awesome, im the only other person i know that does that, aw shit!!!!" haha dude, fuck YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;im signing up for a photography class, i decided not to do painting or drawing cause i already know shit from photography in high school, and when i did it and actually applied myself, shit came out fucking awesome, then i wanna pursue my thing with the recorb label job thing, yessssss. :] fucking love donna summer so hard dude. and trail mic, is the bommmmb!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love getting smoked out by cute boys :]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-5126815788917517939?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5126815788917517939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=5126815788917517939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/5126815788917517939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/5126815788917517939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/08/nfdsjlahfljkdsalgkfdsja.html' title='nfdsjlahfl;jkdsalgkfdsja'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-1633006564506605130</id><published>2008-08-12T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T09:30:53.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shadows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh dont worry, i honestly have no interest in you AT ALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;i realized, your certainly not who i thought you were, HA DEFINTELY NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;so you should stop flattering yourself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont want anything to do with you romantically,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;i just want our freindship back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;so you should really stop being an ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe this is better, cause a part of me wants to completely just cut you off and act like you never existed, maybe im just going to do that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont have fun with you anymore anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;its like you try to suck on purpose so i dont have interest in you anymore, its ok, im really not interested, you did a good job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-1633006564506605130?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1633006564506605130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=1633006564506605130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/1633006564506605130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/1633006564506605130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/08/shadows.html' title='shadows'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-3765157273523608147</id><published>2008-08-08T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T20:07:33.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one more thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SJ0J2apX8DI/AAAAAAAAACA/gLmCVEOOejo/s1600-h/aawww1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232349172544827442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SJ0J2apX8DI/AAAAAAAAACA/gLmCVEOOejo/s200/aawww1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can i go back ? :[&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-3765157273523608147?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3765157273523608147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=3765157273523608147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/3765157273523608147'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-8482882948577842501</id><published>2008-08-07T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:14:49.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>macarthur park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so i dont even remember the last time i wrote in here, like i dont even know what ive put down, but yesterday i went to this fucking city called Cassadaga, the same cassadaga conor oberst s album is about!! haha im so  gay, ok anyway, its a little city in florida &amp;amp; i cant even begin to explain this experience, it was like i did acid without actually doing it haha it was fucking crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so the minute i get there i can just feel the energy bouncing off of me as i got out of the car, it was INSANE!! so then travis and theresa  and i went and walked around some little field thing and fucking it was so amazing and we went to this house of this guy who was a medium and his name is matt and this man was on fucking pbs and fucking good morning america and shit haha it was craaazy and this guy is the real fucking deal, hecan draw spirits that are surrounding ssomeone, like spirits of people that have passed away and the people would come back and bring the picture of the person he drew, shit was craaazy! so i got my cards done by him and this shit was RIGHT ON with everything it was INSANE, i seriosuly could not believe this shit, and i dont really feel like going into anymore detail with it, cause it was really sacred to me, but i am at so much peace, i feel like my body has been cleansed, i feel so refreshed and renewed, it was amazing, and i know everything is going to be ok for me :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;realized ALOT yesterday and i know who needs to be kept in my life, and i know who doesnt. i making ammends with the improtant ones, letting go of the ones who just bring me down, im feeling fucking amazing.  and every SINGLE time i listen to celine dions song "its all coming back to me now" i fucking cry, i love this song. so beautiful. i love my friends so much, they have been bringing me up so fucking much. jenny and travis and wagner, holy shit dude, helped me out so much and even though ricky and i havent seen eachother in almost ayear, we are still so fucking cl0ose, him and i were MEANT to be best frinds forever, hes just one of those people whose never NOT going to be in my life, you know? its fucking awesome! &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;watching the sunrise with brent, helllllllllllll motha fuckin yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HOLY SHIT!! haha omg i forgot...fucking like 2 hrs ago the power went out for like 45 mins and i have these new neighbors and theres these two fucking kids, and i was chillin outside smoking a cigarette and he came up to me and was like do you smoke? and i was like helll yeaah dude! and hes like wanna go smoke a blunt!? im loike what the hell fuuuck yeah!! cause i havent smoked since yesterday so i was fellin a little on edge and this kid fucking smoked me out with two FATAAS blunts haha omg shit was insane fuck yeaaah haha im chillin liek a villian, life is so beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-8482882948577842501?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8482882948577842501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=8482882948577842501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/8482882948577842501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/8482882948577842501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/08/macarthur-park.html' title='macarthur park'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-5157828624676005050</id><published>2008-08-03T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:17:45.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;so i guess hes not who i thought he would be.&lt;br /&gt;i just tried to write that first line like 20x, i didnt realize how high i was.&lt;br /&gt;oh shit i just had an amazing jam sesh. some old tbs, yesss.&lt;br /&gt;so, right now im picturing myself in the middle of a giant green field, i have no destination but i know eventually, im going to have to start walking to get past the field and where i want to go. i want to go to portland and then officially move to san fran.&lt;br /&gt;when i went there 2 years ago, i LOVED it so much, it was beautiful, nad i honestly believe my heart is meant to be there, eventually though haha.&lt;br /&gt;so my friends have been bringing me up alot lately, even though i feel like im down more than half the time. sometimes i just think really fucking hard about something and get really fucking depressed about it and that shit sucks, cause once im in that mood, i really feel like i cant get out.&lt;br /&gt;i also feel like i cant get out of this fucking body, i hardly even eat and when i do, i feel so disgusted with myself afterwards, i hate this shit, and i hate food :&lt;br /&gt;so yesyesyesyes i want to start hanging out with nicholas more, hes such a groovy dude.&lt;br /&gt;and i have all these fucking bugbites cause its goddamn stupid florida and this shit is weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-5157828624676005050?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5157828624676005050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=5157828624676005050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/5157828624676005050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/5157828624676005050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-sucks.html' title='it sucks'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-8732270654241727790</id><published>2008-08-02T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T13:37:03.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>congratulations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;so last night was fucking awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;and i forgot how amazing these people are haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i met up with jinglejaglejenny at her new casa and saw a bunch of lovely ladies i havent seen in awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;honestly, i dont know them THAT well but they bring me UP. theyre energy is so good and real i fucking love it. got stoney and a little buzzed and justin and i were just fucking around about stuopid shit the whole time haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;last night made me realize that all this dumb complaining and being depressed is such a waste of fucking time. there are a shitload of people that care about me, all over the damn U.S. haha and i tend to forget that, i am so thankful!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;evreything is going to come into place and everything happens for a reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;these amazing people have come into my life for a certain reason, and i need to get on with making stronger bonds with these amazing people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-8732270654241727790?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8732270654241727790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=8732270654241727790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/8732270654241727790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/8732270654241727790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/08/congratulations.html' title='congratulations'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-1602604275498073552</id><published>2008-07-27T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T09:44:31.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for stevie wonders eyes only</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you know what?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im never putting myself out there in the open like i have, NEVER FUCKING AGAIN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am so fucking sick of everyone taking advantage of me, i am so fucking sick of everyone using me for something they need, i never get appreciated, i give and i give and i give and what do i get in return? oh a complete pile of shit. so here you go, here i am, shut off to you and everyone else, im not going to open myself up, i have finally become bitter, after all your fucking bullshit. yours, and yours, and yours. thanks man, thanks alot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks jay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks mom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks marie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks to all you fuckheads in california who are so fucking conceited and wrapped up in your little scene and worried about your fucking status in hollywood and your stupid fucking money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks dennis and edwin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks david&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks rachel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks chuck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks adam biggs, go fuck yourself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks to all of you who have totally killed my self esteem, FUCK YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and thanks to you, youve made my life complete shit, when i thought youd make it better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-1602604275498073552?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1602604275498073552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=1602604275498073552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/1602604275498073552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/1602604275498073552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/07/for-stevie-wonders-eyes-only.html' title='for stevie wonders eyes only'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-1624500285641262499</id><published>2008-07-26T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T09:46:12.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i miss my best friend back in california, im so glad that even though we havent seen eachother in almost a year, were still so close, and we still know everything about eachother, 7 years of a friendship going strong baby, i love you ricky. i cant wait until we explore the ends of the world together. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-1624500285641262499?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1624500285641262499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=1624500285641262499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/1624500285641262499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/1624500285641262499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=':]'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-4237903456537506575</id><published>2008-07-23T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T09:45:39.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>water curses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;oh hiiiii, ok so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;number one, its those people, those immature people who have this thing like they feel like they need to be molded into a fucking category, like these fucking scene kids and their stupid fucking hair and ridiculous make up, im sorry but gow the fuck up, your the type of people that makes me hate the human race, the type that makes me pissed off to no end at our dumb society who feels clothes and looks are so fucking important, just go fuck yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;oh hiiiiii,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;number two, so remember how i like to change my mind all the fucking time and continue to pace back in forth in my head about how im not going to put my trust or efforts into anyone because i just keep getting hurt, and then the minute someone amazing comes along i just fucking give away my heart again, i give away my delicate heart, thats just fading away more and more, every boy takes a piece and it just keeps getting smaller and smaller, and i can see myself, arms out, ready to give my heart away to someone new, hoping just hoping that this time is going to be different, oh wait HAHA FUCK THAT. I AM NOT DOING THAT, shit im such an idiot, im gonna set myself up for pain again? NO THANKS, ILL CONTINUE TO KEEP MYSELF, all of you are assholes anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-4237903456537506575?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4237903456537506575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=4237903456537506575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/4237903456537506575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/4237903456537506575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/07/water-curses_23.html' title='water curses'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-8110636914543807036</id><published>2008-07-19T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T09:52:15.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Put me in your dry dream or put me in your wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;If you haven't yet, no if you haven't yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Light me with your candle and watch the flames grow high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;No it doesn't hurt to try, it doesn't hurt to try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;well, things are overall pretty groovy. last night i went back to my job that i got fired and the manager that DIDNT fire me gave me a huge hug and talked to me for a little bit, then i saw my sunshine! gosh, i miss hanging with him, and a few other people came and talked to me, i felt really fucking awesome, i mean, i just felt like no one really gave a shit haha but they did, which made em really happy :] i spent the night chillin with travis and brent haha were like the three fucking musketeers and we went to the movies and chilled in the pool until like 5 in the morning haha. i swear travis and i...oh man, we are inceperable friends, we are just so much alike and shit haha its so weird. this is very hard, but i am cutting down on my weed intake, i already tried just giving it up altogether, but its way to hard, WAY too hard, but i found these pictures of me that were like from 2 1/2 yrs ago and i got so fucking depressed, yeah i may be thinner now, but shit, my face has just completely changed, its really fucking depressing, i used to be really pretty, now im just like "eeeeeeeeeew", well thats how i feel, i took for granted what i used to have , seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;im waiting, waiting for someone to sweep me off my feet, and just love me as hard as ill love them, with no worries, no drama, just love and genuine feelings, i know what i want, but what i want is SO FAR AWAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-8110636914543807036?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8110636914543807036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=8110636914543807036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/8110636914543807036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/8110636914543807036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/07/magic.html' title='magic'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-4291745020621951506</id><published>2008-07-15T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T11:42:01.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happpiness: i have experiened it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;WHERE DO I START!?&lt;br /&gt;IM SO ECSTATIC ABOUT LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;last night, i dropped some lucy with justin, one of the most beautiful souls i have ever come to know. it was his first trip, and we drove to the beach around eleven at night and stayed there until eight o clock in the morning. i cant even begin to explain what i experienced, and what he experienced, and him and i just were in synch with eachother, we didnt understand anything else other than eachother, and the ocean just took me away, spoke to me, the beauty was unbearable. i remember just walking up to him when we were at our "i feel so tiny and helpless stage", i took his hand and we walked down towards the water, connected as one just through our fingertips, the walk was literally like a neverending desert of sand, and proportions of everything were just maximized to the largest size possible, everything around us was alive with us, every sound was so delicate and every human being was an alien, when really we were the aliens. we stood there in the middle of the ocean, letting the tides roll in and out, digging us depper in the sand. we sat on this lifegaurd chair, that was the perfect view for fucking everything, we sat there for about 5 hours just watching the sky and stars dance, the ocean breathe, and sand melt with us, once the sun started to rise, the colors blew my mind, the beauty of mother nature was so hard to take in, i felt like i was watching a live portrait, i felt like i was just living in this big beautiful dream that was never going to end. i feel like ive gotten to comepletely know justin, this is one boy i can actually say that doesnt deserve to be put through any pain or harm, he is so beautiful. the sky is so beautiful, the flowers are more gorgeous than they have ever been, and my mind is awake, aware and ready. bring it baby, cause im SO ready. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-4291745020621951506?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4291745020621951506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=4291745020621951506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/4291745020621951506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/4291745020621951506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/07/happpiness-i-have-experiened-it.html' title='happpiness: i have experiened it.'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-4213317599411017039</id><published>2008-07-12T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T17:09:17.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goodnight my love, you seemed so nice 'til I knew you better &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now I can tell you're always thinking twice about what might be better &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the outside, there's no conscience, you're a victim of your cautiousness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;You don't try, you just lie there hoping that someone will come to make it right&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-4213317599411017039?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4213317599411017039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=4213317599411017039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/4213317599411017039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/4213317599411017039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/07/dear-love.html' title='dear love'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-5397276413270058523</id><published>2008-07-10T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T19:59:25.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fucking geez</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;so ive been heartbroken again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;and now im letting go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;im not going to put my efforts into making anyone happy anymore, because i always do that, then i always get fucking spat on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;no more efforts, no more daydreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;chuck, i would have loved you better than anyone in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;but your selfishness just blew it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;thanks for making me feel like "that girl" for the time being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;you were good at doing that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;and you are obviously good at making every girl that passes by you, feel that way too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;THANKS A FUCKING LOT DUDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;my face looks like its aging 100x quicker than normal, and i look depressed as fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i hate this state, i cant trust one person, not ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;im so glad im realizing this NOW though, you know at least im not putting myself out there for me people to just shit on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i waaaaant to move the fuck out of this country, anywhere but here, and just start all over, one more time, just ine more fucking time, because i cant handle doing this whole "hey im gonna start an awesome realtionship with you, were gonna be best friends, but oh im moving away in a couple months, so itll all be over soon"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i seriously cannot do that anymore, its breaking me apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;im breaking apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-5397276413270058523?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5397276413270058523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=5397276413270058523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/5397276413270058523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/5397276413270058523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/07/fucking-geez.html' title='fucking geez'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-4838701833327984511</id><published>2008-07-09T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T21:36:57.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Don't know if I'll make it through this winter without you by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I waited for you so long while I traveled far and wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Convinced myself there's no one better, so how can I deny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Your love, it's like a thorn into my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;My friends they understand me better but don't whisper goodnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I want a lover and a sister,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt; but we know that's not right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;You used to listen to my music,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt; I always wondered why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I wish I could pretend you make me try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I want the days to come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt; I want these sleepless nights to end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I lie here thinking how I lost you to all your stupid friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;You made me feel so foolish for the twenty-second time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Your love might be the last time that I try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Don't know if I'll make it through this winter without you on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I waited here for you forever, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I can't believe you'd go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I may not have the answers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;but I'd rather never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Your love was such a heavy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt; heavy blow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Goodnight my love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;you seemed so nice 'til I knew you better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Now I can tell you're always thinking twice about what might be bette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;On the outside, there's no conscience, you're a victim of your cautiousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;You don't try, you just lie there hoping that someone will come to make it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-4838701833327984511?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4838701833327984511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=4838701833327984511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/4838701833327984511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/4838701833327984511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/07/winter.html' title='winter'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-5179356399238173395</id><published>2008-07-04T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T20:27:36.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>well watch the fireworks that frighten the babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;from a distance, the ocean meets the stream and the eagle takes to flight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;welllll, woo i just got stoned with travis and watched some amazing fireworks, perfect view RIGHT there in front of us, oh my and listen to fireworks by animal collective at the end, it was fucking magical haha, ive been doing alot of stuff these past few days and three nights ago i went down to the beach with brent and travis at around eleven and oh MY GAAAH the fucking stars looked so BEAUTIFUL! and once again, i just floated away, just like last time, haha i just stared up at the beautiful galaxy and went where the ocean took me and floted like 20 ft away in the darrrk, i started freaking out a little, and i finally found them like 3 minutes later, but it felt like twenty, hahaha. and uh last night we went to this weird ass total broooo braaaaaah party type of thing and it was so whack, HAHA but i mean, its always good to go to those types of things and just hold random conversations with drunkass people, its really fucking entertaining haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;and last week i saw modest fucking mouse!! it was SO SPECTACULAR!! oh my gosh, i had so much fun! i danced so hard and just fucking sang along, and they prefrom so WELL, like gosh, they are so fucking amazing!! oh my.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt; ive been thinking alot about my sister lately and it just bothers me so much, how weve only known eachother for a year and we dont even talk anymore! i cant even hold a damn conversation with her because she is so damn immature about everything! i am not trying to be mean, or sound cruel, but i am honestly thankful that i wasnt raised by my birth parents, because i would have turned out something like my sister, and that is NO GOOD. im honestly not trying to talk shit, because i have had a few conversations with my birth dad over the phone, my sister has told me CRAZY AMZING stories about him, and he is one groovy dude, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;im addicted to panera, oooooh myyyyy :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;ive learned to finally let go of the thing ive been trying to let go of for the past few weeks. i am free like a bird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;lets call up oprah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;lets tell her what has gone on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;shell scream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;shell be flattered!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;oh oprah! oprah! oprah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;you have so much cash,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;damn girl pass me that grass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;cause i know you got some!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;oh oprah! oprah! oprah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;cmon help me out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i need a car, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;just a lousy little car,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;help me out sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;you can take me places that are oh so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-5179356399238173395?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5179356399238173395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=5179356399238173395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/5179356399238173395'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;what a fucked up day&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;im just so fucking glad to be out if work&lt;br /&gt;my manager treats me like shit&lt;br /&gt;and im so fucking sick of people treating me like a fucking idiot because they think im stupid just because of my blonde hair and natural herb smoking habits&lt;br /&gt;how fucking annoying.&lt;br /&gt;i need to let out my frustration&lt;br /&gt;i need to scream&lt;br /&gt;and feel free&lt;br /&gt;well tomorrow night should REALLY fucking help me :]&lt;br /&gt;modest mouse baby.&lt;br /&gt;every guy is suck a douchebag&lt;br /&gt;and are moody as fuck&lt;br /&gt;uggggh&lt;br /&gt;travis is pissed off at me&lt;br /&gt;fucking great&lt;br /&gt;the person i trust the most is mad as fuck at me&lt;br /&gt;i cant even figure out why&lt;br /&gt;and i miss chuck&lt;br /&gt;thats all i want right now&lt;br /&gt;fuck work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and these fucking RUDE ass bitches who talk shit on me because they dont like the way their food tastes. DO I LOOK LIKE A FUCKING COOK BICTH!?? NO, I FUCKING RUN AROUND THE FUCKING RESTAURANT TO GIVE YOU A GOOD EXPERIENCE AND GO IN AND OUT OF THE KITCHEN TO GET YOU WHAT YOU WANT AND YOU STILL COMPLAIN? fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;im so fucking sick of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these fucking stupid brainwashed corporate whore idiotic people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-7401080445757022109?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7401080445757022109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=7401080445757022109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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love you so</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;today has been so wonderful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;went ta work, saw some friends, &amp;amp; art :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;aaaand then travis and i spent the whole day together....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;weee went to robs house and then got stoney, bought a cake for brent went back to travis's house and made that damn cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;the damn cake with a barbie inbetween the two layers and the hand sticking out of the top of the cake, drew some dick and vagina on there and travis and i had somee good ass bonding moments today, hes so wonderful! travis is gay by the way, if any of you are thinking we have a thing...hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;umm, im really confused here about this one boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;hes been gone for like 2 months now and i miss him like fucking crazy and he tells me he misses me too &amp;amp; basically im just waiting for us to come back again together one day. its so fucking hard, im not really attracted to anyone else, ive been hit on a fuckload, i know theres dudes crazy about me, but i have no interest in them...i only want this one. hes so fucking special to me. hes that boy i would do absolutely anything for, hes that boy that makes me wanna go out of my way just to get a smile, hes that boy that warms my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i dont know how much longer i can hold on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i need to feel him again, look into those eyes again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;what the fuck am i gonna do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-9047627493928655564?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9047627493928655564/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-4031113836119374739</id><published>2008-06-20T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T13:16:54.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so im in this box&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and no one can understand it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no one can comprehend it, not even myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but im at peace in this box,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because nothing else matters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this robotic lifestyle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this so called fame&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;were all people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the same&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no one is better&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no one is worse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;each of us live on the decisions we make,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some choose bad decisions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some choose good,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but this doesnt make anyone better&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just sometimes conciously smarter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;were all going to die&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;were all going to be completely forgotten one day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what i cant comprehend is the hype&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its so sad how everyone has been taught to think that if you look sexier, have the best of material things, that you are better&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is sad to see all of these people only worried about how far their going to get in the social ladder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is the social ladder?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BULLSHIT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we are ants&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;each of us running around, doing our own thing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;doing the same routine everyday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;luckily, i dont run on that same routine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my life is different&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and going to continue to be different&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ive let go of all the things that dont really matter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i feel amazing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-4031113836119374739?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-8457946358599185306</id><published>2008-06-17T07:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T13:15:11.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;"i love you more than beans and rice"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;thats all i needed to hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;thats all i needed to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;and even though i feel like im in the biggest rut right now, its ok, because i know one day him and i are going to see eachother again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;my hearts bursts for this boy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-8457946358599185306?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8457946358599185306/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-4312634766291051970</id><published>2008-06-09T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T20:40:25.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"holy fuck"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;are you ready? cause i dont even think i am.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;alright so tonight has been so ridiculously nuts, let alone this whole entire day, i mean the day has been overall wonderful but ok, so after work, jenny and brent and i fucking got stoned as fuck with some northern lightsss :]] and walked this nature trail again...alright so when im walking down this trail i feel like everything is unreal...all around me are these majestic trees...and at night its like PITCH black and you honeslty cant see past like 2 ft ahead of you because its so fucking dark...and theres random fireflies and its beautiful at times, but also extremely freaky. so no one wanted to lead the way, so i did it, i just fucking put on bjork and did it, it was so hard trying to find peace down this pitch black path of doom, but i just lead the way, not having any idea of what was ahead of me...and i felt good until at one point i looked up, and my pace was getting slower, and then i just stopped. i couldnt go any further, and i KNEW something was there ahead of us. jenny just looked at me while brent was freaking out and i was just like "dude, this isnt good, i see something, and my this energy is so bad" and shes just like " i know i see it too, we gotta trun around" and i was just like "ok man" so we went the other way, and while were walking down this fucking surrounding of swamp and trees, we start hearing this freaky like barking noise coming closer towards us, it was fucking ridiculous, i felt like the time had went into slow motion for like 2 mins, i just linked onto jenny and was FREAKING the fuck out, i seriously have not been this scared in a long time. i dont know what the fuck went on tonight, but i just dont know, i dont have good feelings about it you know? sucks. weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;so earlier today i went exploring with wonderful travis, and got stoney bologna and went thrift shopping and panera eating, bomb ass bagels, i swear. and i found some cool shit :] and then i hung out with wagner and i dunno i had  a craaazy day haha but i dont think ive come to much realizations lately, i think i need to stop smoking so much herb so i can find my inner real peace again, its at the point where i have to smoke to feel normal, and that aint no good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;i hate how this whole peace sign thing is now becoming a fucking trend, seriously wtf?? i cant even wear mine anymore, becasue more than half of these people who wear them, DONT REPRESENT PEACE! i mean some girl cant be wearing that and then talk shit on someone for they way they look or somehitng you know?! it just really makes me upset, people, pece IS NOT A TREND, ITS AN ACT AND WAY OF LIFE. jeez, this world.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-4312634766291051970?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-330175067012018808</id><published>2008-06-07T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T13:16:36.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the good times are killing me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;alright oh man these past few days have been a little intense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so, basically three nights ago i went to this artwalk thing wiht jenny and lily and some other people and i seriously met so many fucking people that night..holy shit dude haha and travis met up with us there :]]] i love travis so much, when were working together, our manager is like "you need to seperate" haha and like "yall are attached at the hips" and haha idk we just love eachother alot. he brings me the feeling of home for some reason. and HAAH that night he just looked at me and was like "can i lick your eyeball?" in the middle of the street haha and i was like "yeah" and he freckin did it and then i licked his eyeball and haha idk we were both drunk and silly and shit and then just some shitty thing happened and then i finally met up with jinglejanglejenny! and haha frecking went to this party thing oh my gah all new faces, except for one who stuck out like a sore thumb, but in a good way :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;so im all drunk at this jig party thing and then this dude is just like "i wanna walk around" and im just "dude, im so down, lets go, lets fucking go" haha and me and him and two other dudes all walked around in the middle of the streets at like 3 in the morning drunk, talking about a bunch of different shit, and at every single intersection we each had to yeall a desired direction on the count of three, it was fucking awesome, these dudes were so fucking chill and awesome and im just like thinknig to myself of how fucking thankful i am that these people DO exist here, i almost lost all faith in most of the human race, but these dudes were like a breath of fresh air, i didnt give a care about how shitty drunk i loked, what i was doing, i was just comfortable...and that doesnt happen often haha, it think its that damn dress i was wearing, it makes me feel free as a bird :&gt; haha so just hell yeah right now im still missing chuck alot, and i think hes just over it, haha..but what can i do? ive never met anyone like him and hes honestly hands down one of the greatest guys ive ever met...so im not gonna let go quite yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!! im seeing modest mouse in 18 days!! holy shit&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-330175067012018808?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/330175067012018808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-3343632771701504288</id><published>2008-06-07T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T12:44:38.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all over you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yeah she's a looker,but I really think it's guts that matter most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I displayed them for you, strewn out about from coast to coast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am easily make believe just dress me up in what you want me to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'll take back what I've been saying for quite some time now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I gotta feel you in my bones again, I'm all over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I wanna taste you one more time again, I'm all over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;In my daydreams, in my sleep,infatuation turning into disease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;You could cure me, see all you have to do nowis please try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Give it your best shot and try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;All I'm asking for is love, but you never seem to have enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I gotta feel you in my bones again, I'm all over you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I wanna taste you one more time again, I'm all over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;This life is way too short to get caught up in all this stuff when I just want you to love me back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;why can't you just love me back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Why can't you just love me back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;hy can't you just love me back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Why can't you just love me back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I gotta feel you in my bones again, I'm all over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I wanna taste you one more time again, I'm all over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;This life is way too short to get caught up and all mixed up when I just want you to love me back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;why can't you just love me back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Why won't you just love me back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-3343632771701504288?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3343632771701504288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=3343632771701504288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/3343632771701504288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/3343632771701504288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-geez.html' title='all over you'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-4506380617703417413</id><published>2008-06-01T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T16:39:43.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everythings just happenin so fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;i have so many thoughts in my head right now, i dont even know where the fuck to start here...alright here it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;honestly fisrt things first, i really, &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;wonder who reads this thing i mean cmon now im a lameass...well maybe not HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;so um, ok well i was just looking at the past, and i mean just thinking about all those amazing imes, growing up in cali, and just living such an amazing life, i meean i know alot of the people there put me through ALOT of shit, but alot have also genuinely cared about me, and i have some of the GREATEST memories. i just cant believe how many people have changed, so many people, friends i was so close to...but for what? just a moment in time? and now i dont even know who they are anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;so weird man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;so my soul is just so happy right now...animal collective is so fucking amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;i cant compete, and im so sick of these types of things happening to me. here, ill explain...theres just this thing that always tends to happen with most boys, i feel like i have to compete against these girls that look like models and you know what im so fucking sick of it. there was this dude, i was REALLY diggin, i mean we fucking connected, him and i know both knew it, and what the fuck happens, uh he decides to date this fucking 16 yr old. you just HAVE to be kidding me...fucking UGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;i mean i know when i find the right one, i will KNOW it, and for quite a VERY long time ... years i thought i found him, im still not sure, but i guess i just have to be patient and find out when i find out...know what im sayin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i love nature, we came from this earth, the least we could do is treat it right, right? i just love taking in the beauty &amp;amp; the colors of everything..the trees, the sky, the ocean... i love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-4506380617703417413?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4506380617703417413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=4506380617703417413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/4506380617703417413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/4506380617703417413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/06/everythings-just-happenin-so-fast.html' title='everythings just happenin so fast'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-4407484802541314287</id><published>2008-05-30T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T23:13:23.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all is full of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;holy shit i cant believe its two o clock in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;so, imlistening to four year strong and i cant even begin to explain how much i love them, and fucking SET YOUR GOALS, one OF the best bands ever, hands down...well in my book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&amp;amp; MGMT, holy shit, they are so fucking amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;anywaaaaaaaaaaaaaay, a few nights ago travis, wagner, brent and i had a "rest in peice" for snickelfritz the II, who fell in the lake about 2 weeks ago, so we had a moment of silence, and smoked a FAT blut above his "grave". HAHA, it fucking rocked. but i have a new piece which is pretty damn fucking cool looking man. its like the shape of a diamond and its all pretty and green and shit, its niiiice. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;im starting to just, i dont know feel different about a shitload of different things. ive been vomeing to revelations...haha. but seriously though, about a week ago i went down to the beach with a caouple of friends and i smoked a jibby, we walked onto the pier, and watched the sunset. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i just put on my headphones, some beautiful music was serenading my ears and i just danced there on the ocean in front of the sunset, it was one of the most beautiful things ive ever seen, that sunset... there were a shitload of people there, who all probably thought i was completely out of my mind, but i DIDNT GIVE A FUCK! haha maybe i sound nuts, but that moment in time was so just surreal, i dont know, i realized alot that day though. now that ive let go of all my fears of judgement, and learned to love everyone for who they are, not to ever judge, to constantly have the effects of karma in mind, i am finally genuinely happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;well, im starting to love my job more, nuff said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;when travis and i hangout, its like, i dont know. its fucking awesome though. we can fucking realte on so many levels, and hes just one fuckin groovy dude. ( and hes a virgo so this explains alot :] )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;goodnite :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-4407484802541314287?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4407484802541314287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=4407484802541314287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/4407484802541314287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/4407484802541314287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/05/all-is-full-of-love.html' title='all is full of love'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-1743707198201877426</id><published>2008-05-29T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T17:52:09.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i just want</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;a lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;someone whos gonna stay and be there for awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;someone to spend all my nights with again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;someone who will blow my mind away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-1743707198201877426?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1743707198201877426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=1743707198201877426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/1743707198201877426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/1743707198201877426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-just-want.html' title='i just want'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-3074913435555529175</id><published>2008-05-16T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T10:46:53.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thats what im waitin for</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;damn, times are a changing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ive met a couple of amazing people that i work with, i didnt realize how fucking awesome and real they are outside of work. ive been going to this one nature trail alot lately, its so beautiful, theres no sign of city life, and there are just trees EVERYWHERE. i love it, its so beautiiful and peaceful. a few days ago me and 2 other dudes i work with went down thre around midnite and it was pitchblack and we got lost and we were all stoned, it was so spectacular haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;im having this horrible problem of not saving my money, but i HAVE TO. i have to get a car i need one so fucking bad. thats all i ask for is a damn car so i can travel the world, and discover new beauitiful things!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;im seeing modest mouse next month, im so fucking excited :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;other than that, everything has been the same routine, something im getting extremely sick of, hence i need a car. im so sick of being stuck in this house when i have friends working it seriously sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-3074913435555529175?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3074913435555529175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=3074913435555529175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/3074913435555529175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/3074913435555529175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/05/thats-what-im-waitin-for.html' title='thats what im waitin for'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-4566572491001428513</id><published>2008-05-07T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T13:17:30.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>staplegunned</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do I have to spell it out for you or scream it in your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh the chemistry between us could destroy this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do I have to spell it out for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;or whisper in your ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh just stop right there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think that weve got something here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;We were all alone when I finally made a pass at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;It didnt work, and no it never does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;but you know how I do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;We were on the phone when I made up my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I want you staplegunned right to my side all of the time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a26.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/18/l_614a6172e2111ab7a6265073af5a40a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://a26.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/18/l_614a6172e2111ab7a6265073af5a40a1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;:D&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-4566572491001428513?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4566572491001428513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=4566572491001428513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/4566572491001428513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/4566572491001428513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/05/staplegunned.html' title='staplegunned'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-3300991814696712075</id><published>2008-03-31T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T20:13:35.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ive come to wrap you uptight till its time to bite down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;whoa, i havent written in a long time...ok here it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;im stoned. i moved from missouri like 3 weeks ago, i have come to some conclusions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;1. my sister is a backstabbing bitch...and i havent even known her a WHOLE YEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;2.guys pretty much suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;3.i got a waitressing job &amp;amp; its gooood :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;4.im hella addicted to green tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;5. flight of the conchords is probably one of the greatest shows ever created.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;so whoa im way over todd and that situation, im just waiting for the right person now. so, im liking florida, its pretty jazzy, and so far all the people ive met have been pretty awesome, i love living with my dad other than the factc that i have to hide smoking herb from him...and i have a curfew sometimes...something im totally not used to. but im pretty happy here :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;i miss soph soph and jenny and leechi and jamie and everyone else REALLY FUCKING BAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;im hoping to find some chill as people here like them...i think i already have though :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"where do i fit in in this jigsaw of our relationship? why should i play the fallguide to your love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i keep getting snubbed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT DUMB LUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT DUMB LUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so rub it in."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;my going away party was POPPIN, oh man what a night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/Emerychic07/djjazzyjeff.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/Emerychic07/djjazzyjeff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;im getting this tattoo on my shoulder, yup its gonna be BADASS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/Emerychic07/100_8269.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/Emerychic07/100_8269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/Emerychic07/100_8259.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/Emerychic07/100_8259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i miss jenny (top &amp;amp; bottom) and jamie (bottom) so hard dude...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;well i have things to do ill write soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-3300991814696712075?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3300991814696712075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=3300991814696712075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/3300991814696712075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/3300991814696712075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/03/ive-come-to-wrap-you-uptight-till-its.html' title='ive come to wrap you uptight till its time to bite down'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-7837128065612550474</id><published>2008-03-04T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T19:22:37.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stay right where i can see you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; i am SO fucking frustrated. i have been trying to end this little "fued" thing with my ex for i dont even know how long...i am SO SICK of having to avoid him where ever we go because we have the same group of friends and it is just so stupid. so, i get a message from him this morning telling him im feeding him bullshit about wanting to get along...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;REWIND:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;two nights ago i went to this bonfire party with my friend sophia and a shitload of people i knew were there... i was hella intoxocted and when i was on one side of the house my friend leeroy told me my ex was right on the other side of the house the whole time and you know my initial reaction was freaking out. i freaked out because i haven't seen him since we've been together (because his lame ass didnt have the balls to break up with me in person, but on myspace) and i honestly didnt want to see him. Now, me being intoxicated and all, i totally forgot about the conversation i had with him like 2 days before about how were both over it and arent going to hate eachother...haha. but ok, all i said was "OH MY GOD! HES HERE!? OH MY SHIT...OH MY SHIT...OH MY SHIT....IM NOT READY TO SEE HIM." thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;FFWD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;so the message i recieve from him this morning is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"please stop feeding me this tripe and then turning around (for instance, at leroy's bonfire) and bitching about me or asking people "why did you invite that motherfucker?" i thought i saw you there, but you disappeared. i was hoping we could have sat down and talked with each other while there was no bullshit hanging in the air. that was obviously not the case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i don't know what you are doing, ally, but it's bullshit. don't hang out with the majority of my friends and then ask them why they want me around. don't tell me you want to make amends and then trash-talk me at my friends' houses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;blame it on alcohol if you want, but it's still bullshit."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;UM HELLO YOU ASSHOLE....YOU SHOULD CHECK YOUR RESOURCES OUT BEFORE YOU BELIEVE WHAT PEOPLE FEED YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i know who said it...it was jacob...this asshole that hates me and has been trying to destroy me and todd's relationship since fucking day 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;im over this, im going to be out of this town for good in one fucking week. and i dont have to deal with anymore of this bull shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;thank god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;   &lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.mp3asset.com/swf/mp3/mff-circle.swf" quality="high" wmode="transparent" flashvars="myid=8433343&amp;amp;path=2008/03/06&amp;amp;mycolor=0xF3D915&amp;amp;mycolor2=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;mycolor3=0x000000&amp;amp;autoplay=true&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=3&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0" name="myflashfetish" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" height="110" width="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-7837128065612550474?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7837128065612550474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=7837128065612550474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/7837128065612550474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/7837128065612550474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/03/stay-right-where-i-can-see-you.html' title='stay right where i can see you'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-5715914663510641176</id><published>2008-03-03T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T20:42:23.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;so its official.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ill be in florida in a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;this sucks, i really hate doing the whole moving, leaving people youve made bonds with thing, ive been doing it my whole life...i just want to fucking settle down somewhere. i hope my dad doesnt ALWAYS have this bitchy attitude, i dont know how much of it ill be able to take. im totally feeling like weighing out the negatives and positives right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;(ill probably add to this ocasionally)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;positives:                                                                                                                                                                 negatives:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;+i wont be in Missouri                                                                                   -i wont be able to smoke weed whenever i want  &lt;br /&gt;+i wont have to pay rent                                                                                                      (which is all the time)&lt;br /&gt;+better shopping centers &amp;amp; stores                                                -id have to do this whole "making new friends" ordeal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;+i can start a relationship with my dad finally                                   (which i really hate)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;                                                                                                    -im going to be on watch all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;                                                                                                                          = not much freedom..UGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i hope to find love when i get there. im ready for love and i want someone so bad, i probably sound incredibly stupid, lame and desperate...but im not. i just want to fall in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-5715914663510641176?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5715914663510641176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=5715914663510641176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/5715914663510641176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/5715914663510641176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-its-official.html' title=''/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-5926646684166626112</id><published>2008-03-02T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T19:03:16.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and the chaos continues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;yesterday i got another letter from a man in prison. im so freaked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;im extremely frustrated today, the fact that i can only use one hand is really starting to bother me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;my dad (adopted dad) who is gay, which i love actually, told me hes coming to pick me up in about a week and a half to move back with him and his partner in florda. i want to do this, but not so soon...my sister is coming back here in three days and i want to spend more time with her than a week...i dont know the next time ill see her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;im financially screwed and still havent even paid jenny for februaury months rent. i dont know what to do! i got fired about two weeks from my full time job for being late! and now i cant work because ive got this fucked up hand...geez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i had an awesome last nite, sophia came down :D and we had such an awesome time...BUT my ex ended up being there &amp;amp; i havent seen him since we were together. i miss him so much and id do anything to be in his arms again...but thats never going to happen. ive lost my chance. ANYWAY, i guess he was in the room next to me the whole time and i didnt even know and neither did he i guess haha and when my friend told me i flipped out...but i didnt end up running into him so its all good. but god, if only i could turn back time, so i could try to figure out what i did wrong, because i still dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;i love to post random pictures whenever i take them, ill probably do this all the time cause i always have my camera with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/missouri/100_8185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 200px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/missouri/100_8167.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/missouri/100_8183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/missouri/100_8183.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/missouri/100_8167.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/missouri/DSCN0467.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-5926646684166626112?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5926646684166626112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=5926646684166626112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/5926646684166626112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/5926646684166626112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-chaos-continues.html' title='and the chaos continues'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/missouri/th_100_8185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-4790836853173286608</id><published>2008-03-01T02:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T04:11:46.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>true affection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;I was out of your league&lt;br /&gt;And you were 20,000 underneath the sea&lt;br /&gt;Waiving affections&lt;br /&gt;You were out of my league&lt;br /&gt;At a distance that I didn't wanna see&lt;br /&gt;Down to the bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted a junction and often there was one&lt;br /&gt;You'd surface face first and we'd share our thought bubbles&lt;br /&gt;And I still believe in the phrases that we breathed&lt;br /&gt;But I know the distance isn't fair to cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out of your league&lt;br /&gt;And you were 20,000 underneath the sea&lt;br /&gt;Waiving affections&lt;br /&gt;You were out of my league&lt;br /&gt;At a distance that I didn't wanna see&lt;br /&gt;Wanted you nearer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your depths made a pressure that punctured my works and all your fluids couldn't tolerate the force of my thirst&lt;br /&gt;I love the place where we shared our tiny grace&lt;br /&gt;But because it's real doesn't mean it's gonna work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out of your league&lt;br /&gt;And you were 20,000 underneath the sea&lt;br /&gt;Waiving affections&lt;br /&gt;You were out of my league&lt;br /&gt;At a distance that I didn't wanna see&lt;br /&gt;Wanted you nearer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And true affection floats&lt;br /&gt;True affections sinks like a stone&lt;br /&gt;I never felt so close&lt;br /&gt;I never felt so all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out of your league&lt;br /&gt;And you were 20,000 underneath the sea&lt;br /&gt;Waiving affections&lt;br /&gt;You were out of my league&lt;br /&gt;At a distance that I didn't wanna see&lt;br /&gt;Wanted you nearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/R8ksn4PedMI/AAAAAAAAAAg/hrIXWP3SetI/s1600-h/the+blow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/R8ksn4PedMI/AAAAAAAAAAg/hrIXWP3SetI/s200/the+blow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172714710635541698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-4790836853173286608?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4790836853173286608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=4790836853173286608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/4790836853173286608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/4790836853173286608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/03/true-affection.html' title='true affection'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/R8ksn4PedMI/AAAAAAAAAAg/hrIXWP3SetI/s72-c/the+blow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-2415334386202163179</id><published>2008-02-29T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T04:20:04.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is the politics of seeing you dance with him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;These past few days have been so fucking insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;im not sure where to begin. two nights ago i was in a grease fire by stupid mistake...took the ambulance to the ER and stayed in the hospital over night and had 2hand surgeries..haha the bad things just keep on coming onto me. OK SO! i came home from the hospital and two friends called me up...one saw my "story" in the newspaper, the other one saw my story on the internet and some lady that works with my room mate said she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;rd it in the tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;so today i came home to find a "get well soon card" from a stranger that is currently in p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;rison....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;what the fuck?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;thats a bit creepy ...&lt;br /&gt;i can sew these folks who put my shit on blast without asking me right?!&lt;br /&gt;i need help with this one haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;im really stoned right now btw...i tend to babble on &amp;amp; on when im stoned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;lets spice things up a bit shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;FRIENDS&lt;3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/missouri/100_7309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/missouri/100_7309.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/missouri/DSCN0460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/missouri/DSCN0460.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; my room mate jenny is one of the most amazing people in my life right now. i can trust her with anything and shes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;has helped me so much. weve never gotten in a fight and we tell eachother everything. we go everywher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;e together, shes pretty fucking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/missouri/100_7860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/missouri/100_7860.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/missouri/100_7837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/missouri/100_7837.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;my sophia is so amazin! when we hang out its like SHIT! we just clique  as such fucking tight ass friends. we both used to hang out in california together...she ended up moving to st.louis three months before i moved to missouri, we hung out and now we try to chill as often as we can. oh my god, i wish i could put her in my pocket so we could go everywhere together :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/missouri/100_8148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/missouri/100_8148.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/missouri/100_8167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/missouri/100_8167.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;lee chi pants is my companion. were together all during the day &amp;amp; go on adventures because we got fired on the same day haha. we always get along, shes for good :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/graham-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/graham-1.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;graham is secretely in love with me, i know this because he told me once when he was HELLA wasted...i know he  doesnt remember though haha...he always comes over to make me feel better...hes really amazing, i know he alot on his shoulders and we try to help ecahother out as much as possible. oh, grahamcraker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/yayaya.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/yayaya.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/sister/DSC02527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/sister/DSC02527.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/sister1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/sister1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;my crazy sister of course, not so much one of my best friends right now, but were getting along. honestly, im starting to see her true colors...and sometimes i dont like it. but i love her and i always will..i know were sticking together no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;so, ive got a problem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;additction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;funny thing is i have no money! ive maxed out credit cards and oh god. it just aint good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;so anyway, theres this chic that digs me &amp;amp; im pretty sure i dig her. im just not too sure if shes my type i guess? i mean not that i have much of a type...i just think i need somebody alittle more exciting. shes beautiful and sweet but idk well see how this goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;i mean honestly right now, i want a man. a funloving, goofy like me cute, tall and simple guy....(that dresses nice haha!) thats all i ask for, why is it so hard for me to find?? haha maybe im too picky...or maybe THE GUYS ARE TOO PICKY? what am i talking about, im fucking awesome....so that makes me pick right? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-2415334386202163179?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2415334386202163179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=2415334386202163179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/2415334386202163179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/2415334386202163179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/02/betcha-cant-do-it-like-me.html' title='this is the politics of seeing you dance with him'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/herlovelyfuneralx/missouri/th_100_7309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270401410431280147.post-4464430805024806600</id><published>2008-02-25T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T17:10:28.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;and so it begins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;im so tired of explaining this story over &amp;amp; over again, but heres the short version:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i was adopted at birth by my loving and crazy mexican family, not even knowing that my whole entire life i had a birth sister living on the other side of the country, looking to find me. March of 2007, my birth sister rachel found me on myspace &amp;amp; we met 4 months later on a road trip she took to my beautiful hometown California. After i turned 18 i moved all the way to Missouri (misery) to live with her. She ended up screwing me over by letting a stupid guy named timmy take over her life and we couldnt even stand being in the same room with eachother, because most likely wed end up in a bitchfight. Two months ago, she moved to Montana to live with our birth dad (who ive never met) and now im here in missouri with my amazing room mate jenny. i hang out with a bunch of people i that have the greatest times with and i LOVE being out here on my own without my fucking crazy mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;ANYWAY, ive been through alot here and have been learning about new awesome crazy shit everyday. I just lost my job three days ago and right now im pretty screwed financially. im still crazy about my exboyfriend and cant seem to get over him, even though hes already got a new girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;im trying to find some more awesome friends around here....i love the ones i have but all of them are alot older than me and  blah blah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.mp3asset.com/swf/mp3/mff-mixtape.swf" quality="high" wmode="transparent" flashvars="myid=8363462&amp;path=2008/03/02&amp;mycolor=0x180D09&amp;mycolor2=0xDD15BC&amp;mycolor3=0x1B68F1&amp;autoplay=true&amp;rand=0&amp;f=3&amp;vol=96" width="300" height="185" name="myflashfetish" align="middle"type="application/x-shockwave-flash"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270401410431280147-4464430805024806600?l=allysheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4464430805024806600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3270401410431280147&amp;postID=4464430805024806600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/4464430805024806600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270401410431280147/posts/default/4464430805024806600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allysheart.blogspot.com/2008/02/beginning.html' title='the beginning'/><author><name>allycandance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01720831411884883470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGFp1JxIvFM/SveNoFO51ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qi39a_EzRrE/S220/8135_158542873327_671008327_2574263_3088426_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
