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  <title>Lets All Vomit Rainbows Instead</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 07 Oct 2008 21:35:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Baisically for my benifits only</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.example.com/&quot;&gt;This is a link to an example website&lt;/a&gt;  link to another jounal entry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_exampleusername&apos; lj:user=&apos;exampleusername&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://exampleusername.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://exampleusername.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;exampleusername&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    link to another user&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;           hiding behind a cut</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 Oct 2008 03:12:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Title: It&apos;s a Love Story 2/2&lt;br /&gt;Author: Fluorescentmess&lt;br /&gt;Rating:14A&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Matt/ Johnny&lt;br /&gt;POV: Johnny&lt;br /&gt;Summary: It&apos;s true love, i know it... But was it meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;Author&apos;s note: Sorry this took so long, i had a very busy week at school but here it is!!! and as a warning, Someone dies in this part, Kai?&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated: &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_annabyss&apos; lj:user=&apos;annabyss&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://annabyss.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://annabyss.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;annabyss&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://fluorescentmess.livejournal.com/1085.html#cutid1/&quot;&gt;its a Love Story pt 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &quot;I love you Johnathan Steward&quot;&lt;br /&gt;     I was stunned.My mind was whirring, trying to process what the hazel- eyed man had just said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &quot;You What?&quot; the gravelly voice brought me back to earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &quot;What did you say to my boy?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &quot; Daddy, Daddy, he didn&apos;t mean it.&quot; I pleaded with my father. He backhanded me hard enough that I flew back and knew it would bruise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &quot; Don&apos;t lie to me you little slut.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I tried to stop the tears, I didn&apos;t want to appear weak in front of Matt. I looked up at him and his face was pale, his eyes, livid. He Walked up to my father and pushed him away, receiving a solid punch to the jaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The fighting continue as I tried to shuffle away on my knees. The tears kept coming as I thought of what my dad would do to my lover... would he beat him like he beat me? Or would it be worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I just watched as Matty Gave papa a vicious upper cut, knocking him backwards. There was a sickening crack as he tripped and his head went over the edge of the steps, breaking his neck.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;     Matt just stopped and stared, looking at what he had done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     He walked over to me with tears in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &quot;I&apos;m sorry.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     He was scared of what I would think of him for killing my father, i could see it in his eyes. I just closed the gap between our lips in a kiss but pulled away quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &quot;There&apos;s nothing to be sorry for Matty.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     He closed the space between us as the tears fell from our eyes and from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     &quot; I have to leave this town Johnny, I&apos;m gonna be a wanted man.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     Then your not leaving without me. I&apos;ve waited too long for this and I&apos;m not letting you walk out of my life forever&quot;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     &quot;Johnny, stay here and help your mom and you sisters. They need you now, more then ever.&quot; He tried to rationalize to me but I wasn&apos;t buying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &quot;Matt! I need you! More then they need me.Please Matt,&quot; I pleaded desperately, &quot; let me come with you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &quot;I&apos;m not going to ruin your life baby, I love you to much to do that.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &quot;Then let me come with you,&quot; I said angrily. &quot; I don&apos;t want to end up marrying some rich whore. I want to marry you!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Oh please say I didn&apos;t say that out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Judging by the surprised look on his face I had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Matt smiled, pulling me closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &quot;Then.... Marry me Johnathan Steward! Marry me and make me the happiest man in Huntington, in California, in the States, on earth. Baby just say yes.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I grinned as fresh tears pooled in my eyes. Tears of happiness this time, not sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &quot;Then I&apos;ll say yes, Matthew Sanders, I will marry you.&quot;  I all but shouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &quot; I don&apos;t have a ring yet but baby, I&apos;ll get you one.&quot; he promised with a kiss. &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;     I pulled him up and led him to my room. I needed things and my mom needed and explanation. As I wrote the letter,I could feel his eyes on me and it was the ultimate feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     In one night, I had gotten rid of a man I hated and was engaged to the man I loved to the ends of this world and the next, but the biggest thing was, I was finally happy. </description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 06:08:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Notta whole lotta point</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;if this works i will post a story very very very soon</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 20 Sep 2008 02:05:50 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Title: It&apos;s a Love Story 1/2&lt;br /&gt;Author: Fluorescentmess&lt;br /&gt;Rating:Pg13&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Matt/ Johnny&lt;br /&gt;POV: Johnny&lt;br /&gt;Summary: It&apos;s true love, i know it... But was it meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;Author&apos;s note: This is my first post anywhere.... Ever! please be nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I saw him from my balcony. &lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  It was my sisters birthday and everyone was invited. He was twisting and turning gracefully through the crowd with a flute of champagne. I knew his name from other engagements we had both attended to . Matthew Sanders. The name i woke up to every morning and said every night before i went to sleep, only to dream about him. He was my religion and didn&apos;t even know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I decided that now would be a good time to join the festivities before mother noticed i was missing. &quot;Johnny.&quot; I heard as I came down the staircase. As I looked around to see who was calling my name I saw him waving to me to come over. &apos;Oh My God! what the hell do i do? Oh my god! Oh my Matt!&apos; Wait &apos;Matt&apos;? see what I mean, he was my religion.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;     When I got over to him, three other men had also arrived. &quot;Johnny,&quot; Matt Started &quot;I would like you to meet my best friends Jimmy, Zacky, and Brian. Guys, this is Johnny.&quot; &quot;So this is the midget you never shut up about.&quot; Remarked a tall skinny guy, Jimmy, as Matt had introduced him. Brian wasn&apos;t as tall or quite as muscular a Matt Was holding the hand of the other one. Zacky had bright green eyes, snake-bites, and was kind of soft looking. they were all really sexy, that is, if I wasn&apos;t already infatuated with Matt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &quot; Your mom sent us on a mission to come get you from you room so you wouldn&apos;t &apos;miss the best part&apos; of tonight&quot; Zacky informed me.&quot;Well thanks, but you guys don&apos;t need to hang out with me though.&quot; I told them &quot;Well Brian and I need to go to dance, so we&apos;ll be back later, Kay?&quot; Zack looked at Brian and Matt for conformation. When they both nodded Zacky pulled Brian towards the dance floor, while Jimmy commented &quot; Those guys are gonna end up fucking in a bathroom or something, you know that, right?&quot; When i nodded he continued. &quot; Cheery-o then, I&apos;m off to the bar for some hard liquor and women! Have fun!&quot; He left with a wink and as he did, something clicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &quot; You talk about me?&quot; &quot;What!!? umm no, kind of, not really, yes?&quot; Matt was blushing and looking at his shoes, which were remarkably shiny, if I do say so myself. I giggled at his embarrassment and then went on talking, not letting him answer the questions I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ~~~Lets Time Warp About 3 Hours~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     When the song &apos;A Milli&apos; came on over the sound system, I asked Matt if he would like to go to the gardens. He agreed and we made our way through the crowd to the wide french doors, where we slipped past everyone to a place I frequented regularly. &quot;This is the most private place in the whole estates.&quot; I told him proudly. He smiled that amazing dimpled smile but then turned serious. &quot;Johnny, I&apos;ve kinda got something to tell you and i know that its gonna be extremely weird but would you just hear me out?&quot; My heartbeat picked up as I nodded. He took a deep breath. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;END PART 1 </description>
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