<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328</id><updated>2009-12-15T15:12:24.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>elliot eon</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>elliot eon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09024535702103100508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>239</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328.post-3221801375687610425</id><published>2009-12-15T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T15:12:24.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is the first day of my life, glad i didnt die before i met you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-3221801375687610425?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' 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value='10713415563167169867'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328.post-332281486125235868</id><published>2009-12-11T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T13:21:18.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you can tell by my attitude&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-332281486125235868?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/332281486125235868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=332281486125235868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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survivors&lt;br /&gt;In this belly of a whale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its ribs our ceiling beams&lt;br /&gt;Its guts our carpeting&lt;br /&gt;I guess we have some time to kill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not remember me&lt;br /&gt;I was a child of three&lt;br /&gt;And you, a lad of eighteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I remember you&lt;br /&gt;And I will relate to you&lt;br /&gt;How our histories enweave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time you were&lt;br /&gt;A rake and a roustabout&lt;br /&gt;Spending all your money&lt;br /&gt;On the whores and hounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a charming air&lt;br /&gt;All cheap and debonair&lt;br /&gt;My widowed mother found so sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so she took you in&lt;br /&gt;Her sheets still warm with him&lt;br /&gt;Now filled with filth and foul disease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time wore on you proved&lt;br /&gt;A debt-ridden drunken mess&lt;br /&gt;Leaving my mother&lt;br /&gt;A poor consumptive wretch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you disappeared&lt;br /&gt;Your gambling arrears&lt;br /&gt;The only thing you left behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the magistrate&lt;br /&gt;Reclaimed our small estate&lt;br /&gt;And my poor mother lost her mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day in spring&lt;br /&gt;My dear sweet mother died&lt;br /&gt;But before she did&lt;br /&gt;I took her hand as she, dying, cried:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Find him, bind him&lt;br /&gt;Tie him to a pole and break&lt;br /&gt;His fingers to splinters&lt;br /&gt;Drag him to a hole until he&lt;br /&gt;Wakes up naked&lt;br /&gt;Clawing at the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;Of his grave&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me fifteen years&lt;br /&gt;To swallow all my tears&lt;br /&gt;Among the urchins in the street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until a priory&lt;br /&gt;Took pity and hired me&lt;br /&gt;To keep their vestry nice and neat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never once in the employ&lt;br /&gt;Of these holy men&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever once turn my mind&lt;br /&gt;From the thought of revenge&lt;br /&gt;Oh Ohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night I overheard&lt;br /&gt;The Prior exchanging words&lt;br /&gt;With a penitent whaler from the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The captain of his ship&lt;br /&gt;Who matched you toe to tip&lt;br /&gt;Was known for wanton cruelty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day&lt;br /&gt;I shipped to sea&lt;br /&gt;With a privateer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the whistle&lt;br /&gt;Of the wind&lt;br /&gt;I could almost hear...&lt;br /&gt;Oh Ohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Find him, bind him&lt;br /&gt;Tie him to a pole and break&lt;br /&gt;His fingers to splinters&lt;br /&gt;Drag him to a hole until he&lt;br /&gt;Wakes up naked&lt;br /&gt;Clawing at the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;Of his grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is one thing I must say to you&lt;br /&gt;As you sail across the sea&lt;br /&gt;Always, your mother will watch over you&lt;br /&gt;As you avenge this wicked deed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then that fateful night&lt;br /&gt;We had you in our sight&lt;br /&gt;After twenty months at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your starboard flank abeam&lt;br /&gt;I was getting my muskets clean&lt;br /&gt;When came this rumbling from beneath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ocean shook&lt;br /&gt;The sky went black&lt;br /&gt;And the captain quailed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before us grew&lt;br /&gt;The angry jaws&lt;br /&gt;Of a giant whale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how I survived&lt;br /&gt;The crew all was chewed alive&lt;br /&gt;I must have slipped between his teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, O! What providence!&lt;br /&gt;What divine intelligence!&lt;br /&gt;That you should survive&lt;br /&gt;As well as me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gives my heart&lt;br /&gt;Great joy&lt;br /&gt;To see your eyes fill with fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lean in close&lt;br /&gt;And I will whisper&lt;br /&gt;The last words you'll hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;--the decemberists&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-6944421406913509086?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/6944421406913509086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=6944421406913509086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/6944421406913509086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/6944421406913509086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/2009/12/mariners-revenge.html' title='the mariners revenge'/><author><name>elliot eon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09024535702103100508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10713415563167169867'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328.post-3773204279271959799</id><published>2009-12-07T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T18:36:25.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cqYrRASGEDo/Sx27pGG37XI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jCwZ_wyXt4w/s1600-h/black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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I feel nothing, nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I need a break from the city again &lt;br /&gt;I think I'll ship myself back west &lt;br /&gt;I got a friend there, she says, "hey, any time." &lt;br /&gt;Unless that offers expired, I have been less than frequent &lt;br /&gt;she's under no obligation to indulge every whim &lt;br /&gt;And I'm so ungrateful, I take, she gives and forgives&lt;br /&gt;And I keep forgetting it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And each morning she wakes with a dream to describe&lt;br /&gt;Something lovely that bloomed in her beautiful mind&lt;br /&gt;I said "I'll trade you one for two nightmares of mine&lt;br /&gt;I have some where I die, I have some where we all die." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of quitting drinking again&lt;br /&gt;I know i said that a couple times&lt;br /&gt;And I'm always changing my mind, well, i guess i am&lt;br /&gt;But theres this burn in my stomach and theres this pain in my side &lt;br /&gt;And when I kneel at the toilet&lt;br /&gt;And the mornings clean light pours in through the window &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I pray I don't die &lt;br /&gt;I'm a goddamn hypocrite &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the night rolls around and it all starts making sense &lt;br /&gt;There is no right way or wrong way, you just have to live&lt;br /&gt;And so I do what I do and at least I exist&lt;br /&gt;What could mean more than this? &lt;br /&gt;What would mean more? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-bright eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-479184341881892640?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/479184341881892640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=479184341881892640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/479184341881892640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/479184341881892640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/2009/12/hit-switch.html' title='hit the switch'/><author><name>elliot eon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09024535702103100508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10713415563167169867'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328.post-9034825229685047863</id><published>2009-12-07T13:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T13:29:59.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell Oh XO XO</title><content type='html'>i always like the crazy girls, beautiful none the less, that walk around with twenty three suitcases even when theyre not on vacation. and for some reason, im okay with it, i can handle it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-9034825229685047863?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/9034825229685047863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=9034825229685047863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/9034825229685047863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/9034825229685047863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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doing this for, just whisper something sweet in my ear to calm me down. i dont trust you and i dont care. i want you to fuck the love from me. i want to shed some tears. these stars will almost last forever but i wont always be here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-6895474369741665322?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/6895474369741665322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=6895474369741665322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/6895474369741665322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/6895474369741665322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/2009/12/driving-winding-road-with-my-shoes.html' title='driving a winding road with my shoes untied'/><author><name>elliot eon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09024535702103100508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10713415563167169867'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328.post-1119195436070370985</id><published>2009-12-03T21:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T21:11:41.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im tired of my friends telling me who my other friends should and shouldnt be. like its fucking blasphemy how much of an asshole i can be. why are you so surprised? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive done it before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-1119195436070370985?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/1119195436070370985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=1119195436070370985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/1119195436070370985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/1119195436070370985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-tired-of-my-friends-telling-me-who.html' title=''/><author><name>elliot eon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09024535702103100508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10713415563167169867'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328.post-7154371519916826276</id><published>2009-12-03T21:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T21:07:59.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am the cause to all your problems</title><content type='html'>at the bottom of everything is the bottom. thats it, you cant get any further. its the bottom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-7154371519916826276?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/7154371519916826276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=7154371519916826276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/7154371519916826276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/7154371519916826276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-cause-to-all-your-problems.html' title='i am the cause to all your problems'/><author><name>elliot eon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09024535702103100508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10713415563167169867'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328.post-8997989231432787362</id><published>2009-11-21T13:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T13:17:56.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Soo, take off your makeup and pocket your pills away. Were kings among run-aways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-8997989231432787362?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/8997989231432787362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=8997989231432787362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/8997989231432787362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/8997989231432787362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/2009/11/soo-take-off-your-makeup-and-pocket.html' title=''/><author><name>elliot eon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09024535702103100508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10713415563167169867'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328.post-3497521524604257355</id><published>2009-11-21T09:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T09:27:51.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Delicious breakfast looking like my decrepit brain. Eggs are scrambled and the toast is plain. Splash of syrup and the coffees cold. Stuck to this leather seat in the worst diner that this towns ever known.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-3497521524604257355?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/3497521524604257355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=3497521524604257355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/3497521524604257355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/3497521524604257355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/2009/11/delicious-breakfast-looking-like-my.html' title=''/><author><name>elliot eon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09024535702103100508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10713415563167169867'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328.post-3725063592086487022</id><published>2009-11-20T12:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T12:36:44.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Working on making a living waiting for a coffin to wander my way. Wondering if the magic of withdrawing yourself from the world is worth the effort anyway. Its easier to tip toe through the fire than extinguish the flames with a flood and forget everything. So I slowly sit and wait patiently for tomorrow to become yesterday. Wish me luck as I continue on this journey. Love, the martyr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-3725063592086487022?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/3725063592086487022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=3725063592086487022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/3725063592086487022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/3725063592086487022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/2009/11/working-on-making-living-waiting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>elliot eon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09024535702103100508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10713415563167169867'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328.post-1699192144211220720</id><published>2009-11-19T17:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T17:28:00.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I act like shit doesn&amp;#39;t phase me. But inside it drives me crazy. My insecurities can eat me alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-1699192144211220720?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/1699192144211220720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=1699192144211220720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/1699192144211220720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/1699192144211220720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes-i-act-like-shit-doesn-phase.html' title=''/><author><name>elliot eon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09024535702103100508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10713415563167169867'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328.post-2625586015999004521</id><published>2009-11-19T03:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T03:31:00.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I had one wish I wouldn&amp;#39;t ask for my death. I would ask for your kiss to feel better than this. Loneliness and sorrow in the way I&amp;#39;ve chosen. I am completely silent as every word is being spoken. I am lonely. I am fragile. I am stubborn yet dismantled. You tried to break me. I wouldn&amp;#39;t let you. Now were stuck pretending that its over. I might cry. I might die. However I will never swallow my own pride. I will walk. Watch me run. Trip and fall while having fun. Tie my show. Hold my hand. I hope that you see me again. Death is real. Life is short. My mind is full of broken thoughts. Full of pity. Lacking time. Stand up and break through. Fucking come fulfill my life... &lt;br&gt;Later is too late. Sometime later we will die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-2625586015999004521?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/2625586015999004521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=2625586015999004521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/2625586015999004521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/2625586015999004521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-i-had-one-wish-i-wouldn-ask-for-my_19.html' title=''/><author><name>elliot eon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09024535702103100508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10713415563167169867'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328.post-7882950552638681530</id><published>2009-11-19T03:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T03:29:23.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I had one wish I wouldn&amp;#39;t ask for my death. I would ask for your kiss to feel better than this. Loneliness and sorrow in the way I&amp;#39;ve chosen. I am completely silent as every word is being spoken. I am lonely. I am fragile. I am stubborn yet dismantled. You tried to break me. I wouldn&amp;#39;t let you. Now were stuck pretending that its over. I might cry. I might die. However I will never swallow my own pride. I will walk. Watch me run. Trip and fall while having fun. Tie my show. Hold my hand. I hope that you see me again. Death is real. Life is short. My mind is full of broken thoughts. Full of pity. Lacking time. Stand up and break through. Fucking come fulfill my life... &lt;br&gt;Later is too late. Sometime later we will die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-7882950552638681530?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/7882950552638681530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=7882950552638681530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/7882950552638681530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/7882950552638681530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-i-had-one-wish-i-wouldn-ask-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>elliot eon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09024535702103100508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10713415563167169867'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328.post-6584026306058962694</id><published>2009-11-19T03:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T03:12:26.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Completely alone sitting at a table of friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-6584026306058962694?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/6584026306058962694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=6584026306058962694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/6584026306058962694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/6584026306058962694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/2009/11/completely-alone-sitting-at-table-of.html' title=''/><author><name>elliot eon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09024535702103100508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10713415563167169867'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328.post-2494014240016870254</id><published>2009-11-17T01:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T01:07:39.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I watched the mtv special about twilight new moon. Edward and bella.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-2494014240016870254?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/2494014240016870254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=2494014240016870254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/2494014240016870254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/2494014240016870254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-watched-mtv-special-about-twilight.html' title=''/><author><name>elliot eon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09024535702103100508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10713415563167169867'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328.post-5394778264431675999</id><published>2009-11-16T20:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:45:43.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have one step in heaven and a devil on my shoulder. I&amp;#39;ve been to hell but an angel drove me home in my A4.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-5394778264431675999?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/5394778264431675999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=5394778264431675999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/5394778264431675999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/5394778264431675999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-one-step-in-heaven-and-devil-on.html' title=''/><author><name>elliot eon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09024535702103100508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10713415563167169867'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328.post-4312363360520030283</id><published>2009-11-16T16:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T16:15:43.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The king of hearts has a nickname&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-4312363360520030283?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/4312363360520030283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=4312363360520030283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/4312363360520030283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/4312363360520030283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/2009/11/king-of-hearts-has-nickname.html' title=''/><author><name>elliot eon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09024535702103100508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10713415563167169867'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328.post-8857456917817006518</id><published>2009-11-13T22:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T22:35:39.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One fight will split things but one night will fix things&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-8857456917817006518?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/8857456917817006518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=8857456917817006518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/8857456917817006518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/8857456917817006518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-fight-will-split-things-but-one.html' title=''/><author><name>elliot eon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09024535702103100508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10713415563167169867'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328.post-6315302284261316751</id><published>2009-11-13T20:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:15:02.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its sooo nice, don&amp;#39;t want to hear the same song twice. Its soo nice, I want to hear the same song twice.. I&amp;#39;m funky, not a junky, but I know where to get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-6315302284261316751?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/6315302284261316751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=6315302284261316751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/6315302284261316751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/6315302284261316751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-sooo-nice-don-want-to-hear-same.html' title=''/><author><name>elliot eon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09024535702103100508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10713415563167169867'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328.post-5683180724896041430</id><published>2009-11-13T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T01:53:13.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tonight tonight</title><content type='html'>i feel alone&lt;br /&gt;and unhappy as shit&lt;br /&gt;im not trying to play these &lt;br /&gt;games or forget you exist&lt;br /&gt;i fucking want you, i crave you&lt;br /&gt;im not every other guy that&lt;br /&gt;wants to control you&lt;br /&gt;i desire who you are&lt;br /&gt;fucking love me back cause&lt;br /&gt;i wont live forever&lt;br /&gt;..its serious, serious as&lt;br /&gt;ever, now is the time,&lt;br /&gt;right now doesn't have to&lt;br /&gt;be forever&lt;br /&gt;if you dont want that&lt;br /&gt;i will walk away&lt;br /&gt;i have too much love to give&lt;br /&gt;and will not forget all&lt;br /&gt;ive forgiven. i am emotion&lt;br /&gt;you can see me cry. you might&lt;br /&gt;even see me die and i hope &lt;br /&gt;you wont have to see me try.&lt;br /&gt;i am all that i can be,&lt;br /&gt;ive given you all thats within me&lt;br /&gt;i wont continue to play this game.&lt;br /&gt;im telling you now, i love you,&lt;br /&gt;i love you, i love you, for i know what&lt;br /&gt;my heart is capable of, i love you&lt;br /&gt;and that may be the last time &lt;br /&gt;before i run from you. &lt;br /&gt;hack into my shit, ask me&lt;br /&gt;your two hundred questions,&lt;br /&gt;be fucking crazy cause ill probably&lt;br /&gt;love you more for it. i want you &lt;br /&gt;pure, i want you whole, i want you &lt;br /&gt;to witness none of the misery thats&lt;br /&gt;in store. this only took me three &lt;br /&gt;minutes, to explain every minute&lt;br /&gt;detail of my hearts capability.&lt;br /&gt;ive been to europe, ive been to la,&lt;br /&gt;ive been to miami and done cocaine.&lt;br /&gt;ive been around the corner, ive&lt;br /&gt;seen the world complain, my mom is &lt;br /&gt;so fucking crazy i have that scar &lt;br /&gt;on my head. you know who i am, you&lt;br /&gt;knew what you got involved with&lt;br /&gt;and all i want from you at this moment&lt;br /&gt;is the comfort of you givin me one&lt;br /&gt;last passionate kiss. &lt;br /&gt;i could fuck you, i could love you,&lt;br /&gt;i could fucking love you&lt;br /&gt;or i could love the fuck from you&lt;br /&gt;i want you to see, i want me to be&lt;br /&gt;all of the person youve ever wanted me to be.&lt;br /&gt;hold my hand, jump on my back, ill carry you&lt;br /&gt;all the way to our house. just dont let &lt;br /&gt;it be now, now is not the time,&lt;br /&gt;your tears are only alibis&lt;br /&gt;and tonight is time for us to love&lt;br /&gt;uncondtionally, uncontrollably, &lt;br /&gt;i am like nobody youve ever been around&lt;br /&gt;you are the love of my life, tonight&lt;br /&gt;and that is not something i can continue &lt;br /&gt;to hide. where are you?. i call you,&lt;br /&gt;i leave you alone, ill ignore you forever&lt;br /&gt;because thats what you want. we need to grow up&lt;br /&gt;and become those crazy adults that we've&lt;br /&gt;never wanted to be, its no insult&lt;br /&gt;when i say i love you, grow the fuck up&lt;br /&gt;and show me respect. i want you&lt;br /&gt;with roses, i want your whole name,&lt;br /&gt;i want you to keep me forever&lt;br /&gt;in your hand. i need your comfort, &lt;br /&gt;crazy or pure, i want you to love me&lt;br /&gt;every day of next year. i will take your hand&lt;br /&gt;and write you every day,&lt;br /&gt;just love me back&lt;br /&gt;when i show you the same&lt;br /&gt;dont treat me with disrespect&lt;br /&gt;because you knew i was in love&lt;br /&gt;from the begininng and some things&lt;br /&gt;never change. sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-5683180724896041430?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/5683180724896041430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=5683180724896041430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/5683180724896041430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/5683180724896041430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/2009/11/tonight-tonight.html' title='tonight tonight'/><author><name>elliot eon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09024535702103100508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10713415563167169867'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328.post-41921928028849184</id><published>2009-11-13T00:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T00:48:43.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Learning a lot about living, and a little about love. Love is a battlefield. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-41921928028849184?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/41921928028849184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=41921928028849184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/41921928028849184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/41921928028849184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/2009/11/learning-lot-about-living-and-little.html' title=''/><author><name>elliot eon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09024535702103100508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10713415563167169867'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819563799077241328.post-8015268473163903018</id><published>2009-11-12T23:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T23:17:49.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I sat here forever waiting for the same love I&amp;#39;d never feel happy with the only life that ill eventually die from&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4819563799077241328-8015268473163903018?l=ellioteon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/feeds/8015268473163903018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4819563799077241328&amp;postID=8015268473163903018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/8015268473163903018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4819563799077241328/posts/default/8015268473163903018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellioteon.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-i-sat-here-forever-waiting-for-same.html' title=''/><author><name>elliot eon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09024535702103100508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10713415563167169867'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>