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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>me posting what i want to.</description><title>my life on a screen.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @songbookgirl)</generator><link>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>our baby</title><description>&lt;p&gt;We have decided that instead of having our own baby&amp;#8230;. we will adopt&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/14061483476</link><guid>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/14061483476</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Dec 2011 07:12:36 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>life....but mostly death....</title><description>&lt;p&gt;life is not a victory march&amp;#8230; its a cold and broken hallelujah&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but with every kiss you breath love into me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;everyone hears their own version of the story that is my life&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but these sttories dont mean a thing cause its not true&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i climbed acoss the mountain tops and swam across the blackest oceans&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but what they dont understand that i didnt do it for them&amp;#8230;. i did it for you&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;all of our friends think that i am blessed when really my head is a mess, and nobody knows what i&amp;#8217;ve been through&amp;#8230; nobody not even you&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;nobody understands that after i hit the floor , i&amp;#8217;m ten again&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;they all try to find some kind words to ssay , but thats all it is to me&amp;#8230; words&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;words and static&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but at least we&amp;#8217;re okay&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;life goes to waste like wine&amp;#8230; or time,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; and death may come invisible, but it&amp;#8217;s kiss is so sweet&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;oh please hold me now&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hell is coming&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;is it really time to go?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;death is here&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;shall i die in the sunlight, or shall death find me alone in the dark?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i guess it doesn&amp;#8217;t really matter&amp;#8230; but if do die before you, bury me shallow so that maybe i can feel the rain&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;if i beleive in that sort of thing&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;death being peacful&amp;#8230; death being a door that you walk through&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and on the other side is a warm hell, or a breezy heaven&amp;#8230; some say there is a paradise that you walk into when you walk thhrough the door of death&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but who knows&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;maybe everything that was pounded into me through the mormon church was all just a lie, so that people feel like they are in control of their own lives.. the truth is shit just happens&amp;#8230; everything just happens, and wether it has a reason or not doesn&amp;#8217;t fucking matter&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i guess  this is how it goes: we&amp;#8217;re born, we live, we die, it sucks, and to me&amp;#8230; there doesn&amp;#8217;t seem to be a point to it all&amp;#8230;.at all&amp;#8230;..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;why be born if its just going to hurt everyone close to you when you die&amp;#8230; which is inevitable&amp;#8230;  why fucking do that to people that care about you&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but i guess i would know all about that i  , see, cuz it&amp;#8217;s like all i ever seem to do it hurt them,&amp;#8230;make their hearts ache&amp;#8230;. and all i can do is lie to them&amp;#8230; and tell i&amp;#8217;m ok&amp;#8230; because they have enough shit to worry about&amp;#8230;. and i mean its not like they beleive anything that i fucking say anyways&amp;#8230;..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i don&amp;#8217;t regret A FUCKING THING&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i am who i am&amp;#8230; take it or leave it&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;M HUMAN UNFORTUNATLY&amp;#8230; GOD DAMN IT I WISH I WASN&amp;#8217;T&amp;#8230; I WISH I WAS YOUR CARPET OR YOUR CHILD&amp;#8217;S PATHETIC GOLDFISH&amp;#8230;  OR YOUR PUPPY&amp;#8230;  THAT WAY YOU WOULDN&amp;#8217;T FEEL BAD THAT YOU NEVER SEE ME, BECAUSE YET AGAIN WHEN I&amp;#8217;M THE CARPET YOU DON&amp;#8217;T EVEN FUCKING NOTICE ME , &amp;#8230;.IF I WAS GOLDFISH, YOU&amp;#8217;D SHAKE ME A FEW TIMES AND MY WHOLE WORLD WOULD BE UPSIDE DOWN AND OVER BEFORE YOU COULD EVEN GET ME HOME&amp;#8230; and that puppy&amp;#8230;GOD EVEN THAT WOULD BE EASY&amp;#8230; BE CUTE FOR 6 MONTHS, AND THEN LITERALLY THROWN AWAY, OR RIPPED APART FOR YOUR AMUSMENT, OR BEAT TO DEATH LIKE SO MANY OF YOU MEN DO TO YOUR WOMEN , AND SO MANY OF YOU DO TO YOUR KIDS&amp;#8230; I COULD DO THAT&amp;#8230; HELL I&amp;#8217;VE BEEN BEAT BEFORE&amp;#8230; HELL, i might actually be good at THAT&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so this is the part where i just drop the mic and walk off the stage and disappear into thin air&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;good bye&amp;#8230;. but you can&amp;#8217;t even hear me whisper that&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13866373272</link><guid>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13866373272</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Dec 2011 03:06:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Gorgeous</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvt6pfPhwN1qa8roso1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gorgeous&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13849907864</link><guid>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13849907864</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 19:58:27 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvt6oaLYj51qa8roso1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13849873051</link><guid>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13849873051</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 19:57:46 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Cute winter baby</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvt6esei3p1qa8roso1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cute winter baby&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13849571180</link><guid>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13849571180</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 19:52:04 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Christmas stocking? lol yay for thus bundle if joy!!!!</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvt6d2D9FH1qa8roso1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christmas stocking? lol yay for thus bundle if joy!!!!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13849517514</link><guid>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13849517514</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 19:51:02 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Pretty n pink</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvt6b6Cjra1qa8roso1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pretty n pink&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13849456267</link><guid>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13849456267</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 19:49:54 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Cute as a button</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvt69kTb681qa8roso1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cute as a button&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13849410172</link><guid>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13849410172</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 19:48:56 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Cozy n warm</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvt67pCIWp1qa8roso1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cozy n warm&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13849349265</link><guid>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13849349265</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 19:47:49 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Handsome lil man …. love this one</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvt66d1Lcq1qa8roso1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Handsome lil man …. love this one&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13849304094</link><guid>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13849304094</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 19:47:01 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>So cute</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvt64rBq2D1qa8roso1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;So cute&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13849252044</link><guid>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13849252044</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 19:46:03 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvsz2sTTU01qa8roso1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13842033439</link><guid>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13842033439</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 17:13:40 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>greys and other supernatural. THEY ARE REAL!!!!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://supernaturalplanet.synthasite.com/extraterrestrials.php"&gt;greys and other supernatural. THEY ARE REAL!!!!&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13841840215</link><guid>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13841840215</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 17:09:50 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>greys exist!!!!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="date-outer"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13841589401</link><guid>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13841589401</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 17:04:45 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>grays</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="titleLg"&gt;Messages from Alien Grays of UFOs&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="body"&gt;Most people who believe in UFOs think they are visitors from another planet. Although many sightings can be dismissed as hoaxes, hallucinations, or mistakes, not all can be ignored. Too many witnesses are credible, their reports too consistent, and the nature of effects on contactees too obvious. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Some UFOs are solid. Bullets ricochet off their surface. Radar picks up some. They stall motors with electrical ignition without burnout, so they are not ordinary magnetic induction force fields. They paralyze electrons. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;UFOs look different to witnesses of the same flap. They come in an impossibly wide variety of craft, seemingly individually made and used only once. They frequently stop for repairs, leaving not metal fragments behind at the site, but oily silicon aluminum debris and dents in the ground. Crashes are seen, but never found. UFOs start fires, scorch treetops and landing sites, drain water reservoirs, and cause large radiation fields. They may not show up on photographic film. Though they move faster than the speed of sound, they make no sonic boom. They seem to not be bound by known physical laws. Light beams pass through brick walls or stop midair. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Witnesses cannot tell if they are seeing physical forms, apparitions, or experiences implanted in their minds. Dazzling lights cause headaches. Time may be lost and unaccounted for. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img alt="power of air" border="0" src="http://sites.silaspartners.com/CC/Images/serve/0,,676912,00.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Contactees receive messages from entities, usually by telepathy. They say they are extraterrestrials that converted to pure energy at the point of origin, and reconverted into three dimensional structures at the destination using earth’s physical matter. The entities may materialize using energy radiating from the paralyzed and terrified witnesses. The entities commonly tell the contactees they are receiving a special message that will benefit the whole earth. They present themselves as benevolent aliens who will soon contact world rulers and scientists. They may say that human are the result of a planned breeding experiment carried out by extraterrestrials who will return for us. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img alt="disguise" border="0" src="http://sites.silaspartners.com/CC/Images/serve/0,,676908,00.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Contactees often remember the message by hypnotic regression. The entities know man is proud of insisting that seeing is believing, and the physical world is the only real world, so they provide physical evidence of interstellar civilizations. In 1964 Betty Hill remembered a star map not humanly possible to be known correctly until 1972. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;UFO occupants are looking for suitable contactees whose minds can be taken over to give a message to the earth, searching for hands to transmit revelations by automatic writing, and roaming the world seeking suitable bodies whose energy they can use for manifestations. UFO beings seem to need an energy source to restructure living energy into a physical form. They tap electrical power, paralyze a child, steal a dog, mutilate a cow. Usually UO sightings are at worst neutral for witnesses. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The UFO entities encourage their contactees to develop their psychic powers through altered states of consciousness. They tell them man has all the spiritual abilities to draw strength from these higher intelligences, that these other-dimension entities are here to help us into a transition. Mediums and mystics have long received these same messages. Most contactees had prior occult involvement. Continued communication with UFOs is done by occult means, ouija boards, automatic writing, psychic emergence and materialization, projections of consciousness, recording voices heard in the mind, ESP, telepathy, clairaudience, clairvoyance, yoga, Akashic records, and necromancy. Mediumship is the preferred method. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Extraterrestrials supposedly authored “The Urantia Book”. Nearly one third is devoted to false interpretation of the Bible and Christ. The occult “The Second Book of Azrael” writes of preparing the way for communication with visitors from other worlds, and of a coming world leader who is both extraterrestrial and human. Extraterrestrials always seem to distort and attack Christianity, but not other religions. Bible prophecy and theology interest UFO occupants. The UFO messages deny the authority of the Bible, deny Christ’s sacrificial death for our salvation, and deny that Jesus is the only way to the Father. They appeal to human pride with salvation by works or reliance upon the divine within. Contactees are left with an anti-Biblical view of the next life. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;UFO landings are not real craft from outer space, but deliberately faked episodes to make us believe there are beings from other worlds. The widespread belief in UFO abductions may explain away the disappearance of large numbers of Christians; people may believe aliens removed undesirables. Since demon can control electromagnetic phenomena, they can send communications to scientists all over the earth. They may present themselves as benevolent aliens soon to contact a world leader. Or all nations may unite against an attack by intelligent beings from another planet. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Before contact people were not crackpots or mental inmates. Afterwards many contactees have to be hospitalized for psychiatric treatment. The entities trick and deceive the contactees. They make them look like idiots. Most wind up sorry they ever got involved. Instead of receiving the cure for cancer to benefit all mankind, contact with these beings gives the contactees cancer, burns, deterioration of flesh, panic attacks, parasthesia, personality changes, and mysterious cremations. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;UFO entities and appearances at spiritist seances need a human medium for any success. A being possesses the medium and uses ectoplasm from the medium’s body to materialize a form.. Ectoplasm, angels&amp;#8217; hair, oily fluids get left behind. Both entities have an aversion to strong light, and may put out the lights. A sulfur smell may be a by-product of the chemical process which produces the transmogrification, the change to visibility. Witnesses at seances and UFO landings smell the same hydrogen sulfide, rotten egg smell. They hear voices in the mind. Phenomena appear, disappear, enlarge, and reduce instantly. Even if not quite real physically, they can move objects. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The humanoids are not quite complete. Fingers are missing, faces are smooth, legs are transparent, lips don’t move and sensorimotor skills are uncoordinated. Witches’ “little masters” are demon that appear to them but imperfect. Contactees have memories implanted of being kidnapped into a spacecraft for medical exams. Incubi sexual attackers moan like animals and feel cold. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Seemingly innocent pastimes that allow intrusion by external forces invite these evil beings to take over. Minds channeled in the wrong direction attract these negative energies. Any method that opens the mind with an altered state of consciousness – trance drugs, meditation, hypnosis – allows demons to function much better with humans. This can induce preternatural occult powers – astral projection, telepathy, clairvoyance, supernatural diagnosis of disease, psychometry. Those who practice these and witchcraft and magic to control forces are likely to become subjects of psychic attacks. They gave permission to demons to open and enter through forbidden doors. The humans come to desperately wish they could close those doors again. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Christians involved in sinful practices cannot effectively claim the power of Christ against opposing evil spirits. The fallen angels and demons who dared to oppose God will laugh at anyone who tries to resist them in their own power. Playing with or taunting these evil ones would be like jumping off the Temple roof expecting angels to catch us. The devil even dared tempt the Lord Jesus with a vision and offered him the world’s kingdoms if he would worship Satan, but then the devil had never met a human like Christ. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;From “Close Encounters A Better Explanation” by Clifford Wilson and John Weldon &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The devil, the father of lies &lt;br/&gt;from John 8:44&amp;#160;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;deceitful&amp;#8230;for Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light. &lt;br/&gt;II Corinthians 11:13-14&amp;#160;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8230;the prince of the power of the air, &lt;br/&gt;the spirit that now works in the children of disobedience. &lt;br/&gt;Ephesians 2:2b &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, &lt;br/&gt;but against principalities, against powers, &lt;br/&gt;against the rulers of the darkness of this world, &lt;br/&gt;against spiritual wickedness in high places. &lt;br/&gt;Ephesians 6:12 KJ &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8230;the working of Satan with all power and signs and lying wonders&amp;#8230;strong delusion, that they should believe a lie&amp;#8230; &lt;br/&gt;II Thessalonians 2:9b,11b&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Daniel 11: 38&lt;br/&gt;Baalhazor, &amp;#8220;god of forces,&amp;#8221; was the lord of sky and battle. As Baalbamoth he was the lord of the aerial regions. As Baalzebub he was the lord of those who fly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13840850909</link><guid>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13840850909</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 16:49:54 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>conspiracy-government cover up cancer cures</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3XVcWQ_H3KA&amp;feature=player_detailpage"&gt;conspiracy-government cover up cancer cures&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13840528835</link><guid>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13840528835</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 16:43:20 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>You like to use these words as a weapon
and the bullets were so hot 
they burned my soul
your like a...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;You like to use these words as a weapon&lt;br/&gt;
and the bullets were so hot &lt;br/&gt;
they burned my soul&lt;br/&gt;
your like a drug that i cant quit taking&lt;br/&gt;
i want more and its such a bad craving.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;but just like everything else&lt;br/&gt;
your bad for me.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;but i cant quit you either&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13832606305</link><guid>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13832606305</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 13:17:11 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>robots</title><description>&lt;p&gt;My generation are as robots, with our music blaring through our headphones, trying to escape this world we live in.&lt;br/&gt;
well,&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230; &lt;br/&gt;
I&amp;#8217;d rather be a fucking robot  in my own little world&lt;br/&gt;
wrapped safely in my music bubble than be a wreched human being living in a crappy world full of disctimination, abuse, hate, and mulestation.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;so leave me the fuck alone and let me be a god damn robot in my own world&lt;br/&gt;
walking down the street with my music blaring through my headphones that you people hate so much&amp;#8230;..&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13824424484</link><guid>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13824424484</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 07:59:49 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I used to be as a light bulb. i used to light up my whole world, but the outside world, this world...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I used to be as a light bulb. i used to light up my whole world, but the outside world, this world covered me in dust and dirt- you&amp;#8230;. you covered me in filth&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13824233587</link><guid>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13824233587</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 07:49:59 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"like im trapped….. like snow in a snow globe…. or rather the figurine in the center of..."</title><description>““like im trapped….. like snow in a snow globe…. or rather the figurine in the center of it….””</description><link>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13824077960</link><guid>http://songbookgirl.tumblr.com/post/13824077960</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 07:41:54 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
