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  <title>Misery Hates Company</title>
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  <updated>2006-07-07T07:25:24Z</updated>
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    <title>miserywhip @ 2006-07-07T03:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-07T07:24:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-07T07:25:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Let You Down - Three Days Grace</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;It's amazing what a swift kick in the gut some words can be...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that no matter how hard I try-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never leave these broken walls behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know where I've gone-&lt;br /&gt;Ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;small&gt;If only you knew...&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:miserywhip:54256</id>
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    <title>12 Days of Christmas, Fullmetal Alchemist Style</title>
    <published>2005-12-29T07:49:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-29T07:52:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/53777.html"&gt;Introductory and Warning Post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 13th - The First Day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/community/12daysofficmas/1145.html"&gt;Not Two Weeks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 14th - The Second Day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/community/12daysofficmas/3279.html"&gt;How To Please A Mechanic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 15th - The Third Day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/community/12daysofficmas/4991.html"&gt;Food Enduced Flashbacks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 16th - The Fourth Day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/community/12daysofficmas/7806.html"&gt;Alchemists Are Like Birds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 17th - The Fifth Day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/community/12daysofficmas/12493.html"&gt;Childhood Like Memories&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 18th - The Sixth Day... TBA&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 19th - The Seventh Day... TBA&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 20th - The Eight Day... TBA&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 21st - The Ninth Day... TBA&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 22nd - The Tenth Day... TBA&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 23rd - The Eleventh Day... TBA&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 24th - The Twelve Day... TBA&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 25th - Christmas Bonus Fic &lt;small&gt;[if I can get around to it]&lt;/small&gt; TBA</content>
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    <title>12 Days of Ficmas Introduction and Warning Post</title>
    <published>2005-12-13T07:05:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-13T08:24:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introduction:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the community &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_12daysofficmas' lj:user='12daysofficmas' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/12daysofficmas/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/12daysofficmas/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;12daysofficmas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; isn't about claims or contests of any kind, I've decided to treat it like a challenge community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guidelines that I've given myself are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;- All twelve stories must follow one generic theme.&lt;br /&gt;If the series is Fullmetal Alchemist, all twelve days &lt;b&gt;must&lt;/b&gt; be Fullmetal Alchemist. Each individual series must have twelve stories - one for each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(Due to my inability to come up with a decent reason for a Wolf's Rain Christmas fic, I cheated a bit and incorporated the Wolf's Rain characters into my Inu-Yasha fics, making it a crossover story.&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't want to see Kagome's reaction to Toboe?&lt;br /&gt;Now, I only hope that I can come up with twelve stories for that concept.)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Keep the fics as canon as humanly possible&lt;br /&gt;- Follow the "guideline themes" chosen by the Mod.&lt;br /&gt;I have chosen one or two - in some cases three - suggested themes for each story, to incorporate into my writing.&lt;br /&gt;- And, lastly, since it was pointed out that when writing twelve seperate stories they should be short, I have challenged myself to make them all a drabble.&lt;br /&gt;My idea of a drabble is 500-1,000 words. No more and no less.&lt;br /&gt;Although it wasn't initial intent, the FMA fics have, so far, turned into twelve seperate chapters of one story, more than twelve seperate stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possible AU for some unlikely use of modern technology. Although the results of the challenge have been primarily Ed and Winry heavy that in no way means that they are intended to be taken in a literal pairing or relationship sort of way. Overuse of characters blushing and staring owlishly (mostly Ed.) References to both Al and Ed as 'the alchemist' and Winry as 'the mechanic.' Possible disregard for the actual layout of the Rockbell residence. Also, as voted on by other FMA fans, AU for human!Al. &lt;small&gt;(Which I'm now writing a 13th story to explain.)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;This warning is a generic whole fic warning, and further information will be added to it, with each chapter - as well as individual chapter warnings.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, enjoy.</content>
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    <title>Chapter Five:  Yokohama.</title>
    <published>2005-12-03T03:13:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-09T06:11:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; None, yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_miserywhip' lj:user='miserywhip' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://miserywhip.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://miserywhip.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;miserywhip&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta(s):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Theme:&lt;/b&gt; Help on this department would also be appreciated.	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; G, maybe PG if you want to stretch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; This Chapter: 379. Whole Story: &lt;b&gt;1,900&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings/Other:&lt;/b&gt; Although it follows canon storyline, and hopefully character personalities are done right; completely AU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Further Information:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/52310.html"&gt;Here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day, as Ed was getting ready to leave he went to Winry's room to say goodbye. Although he knocked on the door, no answer came from within. Trying his luck, Ed pushed the door open to discover the room was empty. With a sigh, he turned to leave the room when he heard voices coming from the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;As he entered the room, he discovered Alphonse and Major Armstrong had returned. "Edward Elric!" Came the Strongarm Alchemist's booming voice. "I couldn't very well return to Central without you, now could I?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, probably not." Ed answered, with a sigh, casting an annoyed look in Al's direction. All he'd wanted were a couple of hours to smuggle Nina out of here, and he couldn't even get that much from his little brother.&lt;br /&gt;They were just going to have to find a new way to ditch Major Spazz, again. This time, they were going to have to get much more creative.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm going to go say goodbye to Winry." Ed announced, with a shrug as he left the room. Major Armstrong's dilemna when he reached Central alone was his problem. Ed's problem was sneaking a seven-year-old talking chimera out of the house under the military's nose.&lt;br /&gt;"Uh, I better go, too!" Alphonse agreed, jumping to his feet. He followed Ed out of the house, where Nina was waiting in the yard. "Ed, what are we going to do? We can't let the Major see Nina-"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I thought of that, Al. Thanks for keeping the Major distracted for me." Edward retorted, sourly.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry, Ed, it's just that-"&lt;br /&gt;Edward raised a hand, indicating Al should remain quiet. "Come on." He said, "We're going to get out of here." With that, he slid his hands into his pockets and started towards the woods. If they cut through that way Armstrong would never find them. It would take a little longer to get to the train station, but it was the safest route they had.&lt;br /&gt;Once they arrived, Ed got tickets for a train going to Yokohama.* It was a place he'd never heard of before, but it was in the opposite direction of Central. Or any town that would question him about the chimera he travelled with, for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;*Yokohama is the location nearest FMA cities in the RPG this fic was based off of, &lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/community/animeunleashed"&gt;Anime Unleashed&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;- - - - - -&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/52170.html"&gt;Chapter One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/52976.html"&gt;Chapter Two&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/53077.html"&gt;Chapter Three&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/53348.html"&gt;Chapter Four&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Chapter Four: Not Just Family</title>
    <published>2005-12-03T02:51:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-09T06:18:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; None, yet. Suggestions appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_miserywhip' lj:user='miserywhip' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://miserywhip.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://miserywhip.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;miserywhip&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta(s):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Theme:&lt;/b&gt; Help on this department would also be appreciated.	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; G, maybe PG if you want to stretch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; This Chapter: 372. Whole Story: 1,521.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings/Other:&lt;/b&gt; Although it follows canon storyline, and hopefully character personalities are done right; completely AU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Further Information:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/52310.html"&gt;Here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed was sitting outside, when Winry finally came back to the house. The instant she arrived, he jumped to his feet, "What were you thinking, running away like that?! What's gotten into you-?" Before he could finish his sentence, she smacked him across the face - which was actually relief from all of the usual abuse he got from her wrench.&lt;br /&gt;"Just shut up, Ed!" She cried. "Don't you get it?! All these years you've made me wait, all this time - you're so dense, you know that?" Winry balled her hands into tight fists, and Edward flinched, waiting to be struck again. "I love you, Ed! I've always loved you! I love you both, you're all the famly I have left besides Grandma, but - I can't believe you're so stupid!"&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, wait a second." He tried, in vain, to defend himself. "How, exactly, am I stupid?!"&lt;br /&gt;Winry bit down on her lip and just stared at him for a moment, all the while Ed was growing more and more nervous. Then, out of nowhere, she grabbed him by the shirt, and pulled him to her - pressing her mouth to his.&lt;br /&gt;Eyes wide, it took Edward a moment to come out of the shock that had set his body rigid. Easing into the kiss with surprise, while cursing himself mentally for being such an idiot, he felt the tension in her body relax, as well. When she pulled away, they stared at each other for a long awkward moment, as a blush stained their cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;"I love you, Edward." Winry finally broke the silence. "I love you, and you're too dumb to realize that." Numb and confused, Ed continued to just stare at her blankly as the unconscious thought went through his mind that she was really cute. Winry's eyes lowered to the ground again, as he remained dumbfounded and wordless, but Ed couldn't find the voice to speak, even if he wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;- - - - - -&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/52170.html"&gt;Chapter One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/52976.html"&gt;Chapter Two&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/53077.html"&gt;Chapter Three&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/53531.html"&gt;Chapter Five&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Chapter Three: Without Warning</title>
    <published>2005-12-03T02:38:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-09T06:06:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; No story title, yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_miserywhip' lj:user='miserywhip' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://miserywhip.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://miserywhip.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;miserywhip&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta(s):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Theme:&lt;/b&gt; Help on this department would also be appreciated.	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; G, maybe PG if you want to stretch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; This Chapter: 324. Whole Story: 1,194.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings/Other:&lt;/b&gt; Although it follows canon storyline, and hopefully character personalities are done right; completely AU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Further Information:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/52310.html"&gt;Here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound of a twig snapping nearby caught Ed's attention, and he looked around, suspiciously. He'd been so lost in thought just about anyone could be following him and he wouldn't have noticed. "Who's there?" He called, out, turning around.&lt;br /&gt;"It's me," Came Winry's voice. Ed hadn't seen her in the density of the forest around them. Following her voice, he turned to face her, now. Before Ed could so much as get a word out she threw herself at him, clinging to his coat as the fabric entangled between her fingers. "I'm sorry... Ed. Really, I am - I just don't understand..."&lt;br /&gt;This time she was in his reach, and this time he knew his intentions. Without so much as a thought, his arms encircled around her. "Winry..." She froze stiff at his embrace, unprepared for it. The way he said her name echoing in her ears. It was only a brief moment, though, before she slumped against him, gratefully. There was no dam to hold her back, now. She tried to stay in check - gulping back gasps several times before succumbing to her emotions. Small tremors quaked through her body and Ed turned and tilted his head, trying to catch even a glimpse of her face. That's when the tears started, streaming hot and silent down her face, then a whimper escaped her throat. Ed had no chance to say or do anything as she started to cry, years of supressed feelings finally boiling over.&lt;br /&gt;As if suddenly realizing her mistake, just as she had opened up to him - without warning - she pulled away, pushed him from her, and fled.&lt;br /&gt;"Winry, wait!" It was too late, she was already out of sight, in the dense forest. "Winry!" He yelled, looking around in every direction. "Winry!!" Stopping his futile attempt to find her, Ed leaned against a tree and looked skyward. He didn't understand what he was supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;- - - - - -&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/52170.html"&gt;Chapter One.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/52976.html"&gt;Chapter Two.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/53348.html"&gt;Chapter Four.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/53531.html"&gt;Chapter Five.&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Chapter Two: Intentions</title>
    <published>2005-12-03T02:03:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-09T06:04:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; None. Suggestions appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_miserywhip' lj:user='miserywhip' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://miserywhip.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://miserywhip.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;miserywhip&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta(s):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Theme:&lt;/b&gt; Help on this department would also be appreciated.	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; G, maybe PG if you want to stretch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; This Chapter: 605. Whole Story: 870.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings/Other:&lt;/b&gt; Although it follows canon storyline, and hopefully character personalities are done right; completely AU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Further Information:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/52310.html"&gt;Here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Edward returned to the house, Pinako was standing outside, awaiting his return. "Forget something, pipsqueak?" She asked, with a smirk.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not a pipsqueak!" Ed shouted, shaking a fist at his elder. "More like someone," He answered, tired of their usual banter back and forth. "You knew I'd be back." They'd already discussed it. Obviously, Nina couldn't be removed with Armstrong around, so Ed decided that they should come back for her.&lt;br /&gt;"Where's Al, and Mr. Armstrong?" Pinako asked, looking around as if expecting their arrival.&lt;br /&gt;"I couldn't let the Major question us returning here, he can't find out about Nina. Al's keeping him busy, so that I can have enough time to get Nina and find her a place to stay, safe." His serious tone turned merry, suddenly, and he grinned. "Thanks for keeping her safe, all this time. It means a lot to us..."&lt;br /&gt;"You could have visited her, Ed." Pinako said, with a tone Edward couldn't quite make out. "She's not the only one who's been waiting for you boys for three years, you know." Those words were enough swipe the smile from Ed's face.&lt;br /&gt;With a sigh, Ed's eyes fell to the ground. "I know... We've just been so caught up, and busy - it's no excuse, I know, but..." They had no home to go back to, that's how they'd always viewed it. No home, no family. To the family that waited for them, that was no excuse. &lt;i&gt;It's true,&lt;/i&gt; is what Ed wanted to say. They were busy and finding the stone came first. He had to fix Nina and Al, that was his priority.&lt;br /&gt;They had been back home for several days, but between training and and Winry working on his automail there wasn't much time to be social. The least Ed could do was spend some time with her, today. After all, he didn't know when the next time he was going to see her would be.&lt;br /&gt;When he walked into the house the last thing he expected to see was Winry, staring at the ground with a wrench clutched in her fist and Nina at her side. "Edward," The harsh tone made Ed jump, he could feel his skin crawling. "Why don't you ever come visit us?" She asked, in that same tone. "Do we mean so little to you?!" Her eyes raised for the first time and Ed knew why she hadn't looked at him. She was crying.&lt;br /&gt;"Is it that you only need me when you want something fixed?" She demanded, stepping towards him.&lt;br /&gt;"No, Winry...It's not that, at all." Ed reached a hand out to her, before even realizing he'd done it. It wasn't until she brushed passed him dismissivley with Nina at her heels that he understood his own intentions. He half-turned and watched her leave, as Nina gave him one last look, before following.&lt;br /&gt;"I messed up, huh, Den?" He asked the dog, who was laying on the floor nearby. With a heavy sigh, Ed sat down next to him and petted his head, softly. "Damn it, this wasn't supposed to be how this turned out." Somehow, Ed had pictured this whole, spending the day with Winry, thing to go by much more smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;After spending some time alone, on the floor, talking to the dog, Ed got up. He wasn't sure yet what his destination was going to be, but he wanted to go for a walk. This time, he wasn't so sure he'd go to visit their mother. Leaving an uninterested Den laying on the floor, Ed exited the house without a sight of either Nina or Winry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;- - - - - -&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/52170.html"&gt;Chapter One.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/53077.html"&gt;Chapter Three.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/53348.html"&gt;Chapter Four.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/53531.html"&gt;Chapter Five.&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Chapter One: Escape</title>
    <published>2005-11-30T08:36:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-09T06:01:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; None, yet. Suggestions would be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_miserywhip' lj:user='miserywhip' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://miserywhip.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://miserywhip.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;miserywhip&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta(s):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Theme:&lt;/b&gt; Help on this department would also be appreciated.	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; G, maybe PG if you want to stretch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; This Chapter: 265. Whole Story: 265.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings/Other:&lt;/b&gt; Although it follows canon storyline, and hopefully character personalities are done right; completely AU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Further Information:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/52310.html"&gt;Here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Elric brothers had been in the company of Major Armstrong for quite awhile, now, and were trying to plan how to shake him at the train station. “We have to get back, Al – Nina’s waiting for us!” Once discovering that the chimera was still alive, Ed took it upon himself to hide her from the military. The answer had come after Barry the Chopper was taken care of. They could send her home with Winry. It had been the best place for her to go, at the time, because only they could be trusted with the knowledge of this secret.&lt;br /&gt;	It was three long years, before the Elric’s returned home in pieces. Three years, and Winry’s wrench to the head didn’t bother Edward nearly as much as the guilt that came with Nina’s question. “Where have you been, big brothers? You said you would come back, soon.”&lt;br /&gt;	“Alright, Al – this obviously isn’t going to go as smoothly as we’d hoped. You stay here, and distract Major Spazz, I’ll head back.”&lt;br /&gt;	“You know I can’t do that!” Alphonse protested, “He’ll want to know where you are, what am I supposed to tell him?”&lt;br /&gt;	“Make something up!” Ed nearly shouted, before looking around nervously at the amount of attention that caught. “Tell him that I forgot something, and I’ll catch up with you guys at Central, what’s the worst that could happen?”&lt;br /&gt;	Without another word, the elder brother ran off in the opposite direction, leaving Al alone to wait for Armstrong. “You owe me for this one, Ed.” The younger brother muttered, dreading the Major’s return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-	-	-	-	-	-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/52976.html"&gt;Chapter Two&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/53077.html"&gt;Chapter Three&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/53348.html"&gt;Chapter Four&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/miserywhip/53531.html"&gt;Chapter Five&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Typical...</title>
    <published>2005-11-15T09:24:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-03T01:12:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/Trinity323c7/1089151743_CQuizResultsEd.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8d1b98c)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Edward Elric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Trinity323c7/quizzes/Full%20Metal%20Alchemist%20Character%20Quiz/"&gt; Full Metal Alchemist Character Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-2"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, who expected that?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Actually, I figured I'd get Al from the answers I was giving to the questions...&lt;br&gt;aside from the 'how you like to spend your free time.' question. "Sleep. Eat." ^-^ Hell ya!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>If you've ever wondered, "What would happen if..."</title>
    <published>2005-10-15T07:25:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-15T07:27:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;This is the RP for you.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;The continent of Nagoya is filled with civilizations widely varied in technological advancement. Where some characters are still existing in what is known to us as the feudal age, others are already flying space ships. Although trade is often seen among neighboring cities, the population is - for the most part - ignorant of their surroundings. As some begin to expand their horizons, others catch on as well. The continent is becoming filled with new-found curiosity, and for the first time in known history Nagoya may actually become a place of equivilant prosperity, each city learning ways of life from the others; and making new friends by meeting the most unlikely people.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pictures.greatestjournal.com/userimg/5036785/1128410" width="315" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/community/animeunleashed"&gt;Anime Unleashed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fantastic game for anyone with imagination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/community/au_ooc"&gt;Anime Unleashed OOC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/community/unleashed_plot"&gt;The Plot Community&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/community/unleashedmods"&gt;The Mod Journal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;| &lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/users/edwardxelric/1537.html"&gt;The Rules&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/users/edwardxelric/1490.html"&gt;Character Sheet&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="mailto: EdwardXElrc@aol.com"&gt;Contact&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/users/edwardxelric/844.html"&gt;Wanted Characters and Available Characters &lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/community/animeunleashed/info"&gt;RP Info&lt;/a&gt; |&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Now Open.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;Affiliates Wanted&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common interest not required.&lt;br /&gt;Looking for the following...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- anime RPGs&lt;br /&gt;- anime communities&lt;br /&gt;- anime icons and/or graphics communities&lt;br /&gt;- RPG communities&lt;br /&gt;- unique and interesting communities that I would like to support&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not interested in being affiliated with every celebrity or Harry Potter RPG in existance.&lt;br /&gt;Celebrity or Harry Potter RPs that are unique and interesting will be considered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not sure, please contact me.&lt;br /&gt;Affiliates are not limited to this list&lt;br /&gt;Please contact me if you would like to affiliate my community.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>o.o Ribbon DANCER? DARK AND SHORT?!?!</title>
    <published>2004-08-03T19:42:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-03T19:42:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table style="font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;form action="http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074642051" method="POST"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;Generate your Anime Style by &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/jenasu_aquila/"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;Jena-su&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="Name:" value="Tag" size="20"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Hair:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;Dark and cut short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Clothes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;Simple, comfortable, everyday clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Powers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;Elemental control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Special Features:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;Unusual, yet natural markings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Sidekick:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;Small fluffy animal that talks...usually too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Attitude:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;Sarcastic as hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Weapon:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;A ribbon dancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="un" value="Jena-su"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="meme" value="1074642051"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;a href="http://memegen.net/"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The rest makes sense though.&lt;br /&gt;That's aggravating.</content>
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    <title>I'm bored...</title>
    <published>2004-05-06T22:14:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-06T22:14:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. Go into your LJ's archives.&lt;br /&gt;2. Find your 23rd post (or closest to).&lt;br /&gt;3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).&lt;br /&gt;4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY time.</content>
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    <title>miserywhip @ 2004-05-06T18:14:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-06T22:08:23Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-06T22:08:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Don't know if I'm reopening this journal or not.&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm just bored, and lonely and can't get to my current journal.&lt;br /&gt;~Tag</content>
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    <title>miserywhip @ 2002-09-26T17:23:00</title>
    <published>2002-09-26T21:17:46Z</published>
    <updated>2002-09-26T21:17:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hoobastank's in my head</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div class='ljparseerror'&gt;[&lt;b&gt;Error:&lt;/b&gt; Irreparable invalid markup ('&amp;lt;font [...] .&amp;gt;') in entry.  Owner must fix manually.  Raw contents below.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 95%; overflow: auto"&gt;&amp;lt;FONT . COLOR=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;And of course, I revert back to the ways of old.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;FONT . COLOR=&amp;quot;white&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>To the one with all the songs...</title>
    <published>2002-09-19T14:12:26Z</published>
    <updated>2002-09-19T14:12:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Cumbersome-SevenMaryThree</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Lately, I've been listening to all the music that reminds me of you. There, was one day in particular I wished to post about it. Not just the music, though, the comics, as well. Homicidal//Maniacs. Perhaps it was One Side Zero, or Fuel. Maybe, Matchbox20 or Everclear. Or all of it put together. I can only hope you can guess who you are, or even that you'll read this. I put this on LJ, for the sole purpose, I pray you see it, here. It's been some time since we were innocent. How are you, now that it's over? Do you remember when you said that you won't be mine?&lt;br /&gt;--it's been solong|&lt;br /&gt;[Life is sofaraway]]</content>
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    <title>Okay. Here's something.</title>
    <published>2002-08-29T20:01:13Z</published>
    <updated>2002-08-29T20:01:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Adrenaline</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div class='ljparseerror'&gt;[&lt;b&gt;Error:&lt;/b&gt; Irreparable invalid markup ('&amp;lt;font [...] .&amp;gt;') in entry.  Owner must fix manually.  Raw contents below.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 95%; overflow: auto"&gt;&amp;lt;FONT . COLOR=&amp;quot;blue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damn the radio. Now, I&amp;#39;m thinking of Leslie, because of this song. &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;I&amp;#39;m not the kind to lay down and die...&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; Oh well. I&amp;#39;m trying put this party together, and I&amp;#39;m beyond stressed right now. &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;...don&amp;#39;t even feel the pain&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#39;m really amazed she said that giving Taylor a child was noble and selfless of me. No one&amp;#39;s ever said that before, and it put a whole new angle on my life. Seriously. She asked me to father her child, and I didn&amp;#39;t think much of it. I mean, I did. I pined, I harped, wondered, thought over the cons...and the cons. In the end I just went, &amp;quot;F-ck, why not?&amp;quot; Of course, later I remembered why not. -.- Yeah, I suppose it was selfless-it was also insane. I never considered the fact that Alex already complicates my life, and now I&amp;#39;m in love with a lesbian, who loves me-but I can&amp;#39;t make happy. It makes sense that I should be with her-and, father our child. But I don&amp;#39;t see it working out.&lt;br /&gt;So, now I have two people I love that I can&amp;#39;t be with, a daughter, a      who thinks she&amp;#39;s my daughter, guys that love me, and then there&amp;#39;s the internet! Plus all of the complications that I&amp;#39;ve told very few people about...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;My smile&amp;#39;s become a waste of time, again...&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>2002-02-02 12:44:00 An old entry...</title>
    <published>2002-08-29T19:17:07Z</published>
    <updated>2002-08-29T19:17:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hoobastank</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div class='ljparseerror'&gt;[&lt;b&gt;Error:&lt;/b&gt; Irreparable invalid markup ('&amp;lt;font [...] .&amp;gt;') in entry.  Owner must fix manually.  Raw contents below.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 95%; overflow: auto"&gt;&amp;lt;FONT . COLOR=&amp;quot;blue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I want out of this guilt, this life. I want to abandon this whole internet thing. I want to bail. I want my panic button. Save me...Someone, anyone, save me. Please.&lt;br /&gt;No one can understand how hard this is for me. I&amp;#39;ve never been able to to understand how anyone coudl drop their life for a new one. And now I&amp;#39;m considering it. I don&amp;#39;t want to, but what options do I have left?&lt;br /&gt;This guilt and this pain is         me. I love everyone and I don&amp;#39;t want to lose the, or leave them. I      being in the dark. And I&amp;#39;d constantly worry about them. But, If I could leave them, and find out they&amp;#39;d gotten over me...that they&amp;#39;re okay, I&amp;#39;d be happy.&lt;br /&gt;What can I do, when I know if I check up on them I&amp;#39;ll want to return. I can&amp;#39;t check up on them. But, I can&amp;#39;t wonder about them, forever. Which I would. So, I can&amp;#39;t leave them. And I can&amp;#39;t tell anyone about this, I have to decide for myself. And I can&amp;#39;t.&lt;br /&gt;None of this is fair. It hurts to think about it. I want to cry...But the tears won&amp;#39;t come. I want to laugh at myself, but...It hurts too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:miserywhip:49254</id>
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    <title>miserywhip @ 2002-08-13T13:12:00</title>
    <published>2002-08-13T17:15:05Z</published>
    <updated>2002-08-13T17:15:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Talking...Always talking....</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class='ljparseerror'&gt;[&lt;b&gt;Error:&lt;/b&gt; Irreparable invalid markup ('&amp;lt;font [...] .&amp;gt;') in entry.  Owner must fix manually.  Raw contents below.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 95%; overflow: auto"&gt;&amp;lt;I&amp;gt;&amp;lt;FONT . COLOR=&amp;quot;blue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I suppose patience in all reality does pay off. I&amp;#39;ve been waiting, and waiting. Because, I don&amp;#39;t want to leave here. And, so many people have begun posting all over again. With Cyndy, Raya, Leslie, and Nickie posting here, why leave again? I might as well just start over all again. Return here, like I&amp;#39;ve wanted to for so many months...&lt;br /&gt;Even Manda&amp;#39;s posted twice.&lt;br /&gt;...And I know Rachel does every once in awhile. Or did.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#39;ve been trying to give it up, for so long. Then I realized, why give it up? Even if no one reads them, if I&amp;#39;ve got something to say I might as well stay. &lt;br /&gt;The only thing is, without a computer, or a place to go with a computer, I can&amp;#39;t update much anyway.&lt;br /&gt;...Or RP. -=grumble=- You&amp;#39;re lucky that I love you, Leslie...Now I wanna cry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:miserywhip:48999</id>
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    <title>miserywhip @ 2002-08-13T13:12:00</title>
    <published>2002-08-13T17:15:00Z</published>
    <updated>2002-08-13T17:15:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Talking...Always talking....</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class='ljparseerror'&gt;[&lt;b&gt;Error:&lt;/b&gt; Irreparable invalid markup ('&amp;lt;font [...] .&amp;gt;') in entry.  Owner must fix manually.  Raw contents below.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 95%; overflow: auto"&gt;&amp;lt;I&amp;gt;&amp;lt;FONT . COLOR=&amp;quot;blue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I suppose patience in all reality does pay off. I&amp;#39;ve been waiting, and waiting. Because, I don&amp;#39;t want to leave here. And, so many people have begun posting all over again. With Cyndy, Raya, Leslie, and Nickie posting here, why leave again? I might as well just start over all again. Return here, like I&amp;#39;ve wanted to for so many months...&lt;br /&gt;Even Manda&amp;#39;s posted twice.&lt;br /&gt;...And I know Rachel does every once in awhile. Or did.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#39;ve been trying to give it up, for so long. Then I realized, why give it up? Even if no one reads them, if I&amp;#39;ve got something to say I might as well stay. &lt;br /&gt;The only thing is, without a computer, or a place to go with a computer, I can&amp;#39;t update much anyway.&lt;br /&gt;...Or RP. -=grumble=- You&amp;#39;re lucky that I love you, Leslie...Now I wanna cry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:miserywhip:48762</id>
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    <title>This frustration tires me...Blinded by rage, now I can't see...</title>
    <published>2002-05-20T17:50:51Z</published>
    <updated>2002-05-20T17:50:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div class='ljparseerror'&gt;[&lt;b&gt;Error:&lt;/b&gt; Irreparable invalid markup ('&amp;lt;font [...] .&amp;gt;') in entry.  Owner must fix manually.  Raw contents below.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 95%; overflow: auto"&gt;&amp;lt;FONT . COLOR=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Deadjournal&amp;#39;s not working, no one uses LJ, and I think my school finally blocked DJ, and that&amp;#39;s why. Well, damn them. Damn them straight to Hell. I tried to get my e-mail and it randomly fucked up on me, so ummm...I think I got caught. That&amp;#39;s okay, no one will make the connection. And I cleared the history...I shouldn&amp;#39;t get caught.&lt;br /&gt;But, I&amp;#39;ve lost DJ, like for good, now. Because I never go to my father&amp;#39;s house, anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So, I suppose this really is like goodbye, I can&amp;#39;t even read up on anyone, anymore...&lt;br /&gt;And no one knows because LJ&amp;#39;s been abandoned, so no one will read this.&lt;br /&gt;You all suck...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:miserywhip:48449</id>
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    <title>::screams::</title>
    <published>2002-05-20T17:39:16Z</published>
    <updated>2002-05-20T17:39:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div class='ljparseerror'&gt;[&lt;b&gt;Error:&lt;/b&gt; Irreparable invalid markup ('&amp;lt;font [...] .&amp;gt;') in entry.  Owner must fix manually.  Raw contents below.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 95%; overflow: auto"&gt;&amp;lt;FONT . COLOR=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Is Deadjournal down or is it just me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:miserywhip:48234</id>
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    <title>You don't see it, do you?</title>
    <published>2002-04-30T22:39:22Z</published>
    <updated>2002-04-30T22:39:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You don't know what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;And how you always act so cold.&lt;br /&gt;But, this tired game is just so old&lt;br /&gt;And I've played it all before.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of these rules&lt;br /&gt;Having to always play the fool&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that I always pay?&lt;br /&gt;And everyone else goes their merry way?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I win for once?&lt;br /&gt;Always here to play the dunce.&lt;br /&gt;People just enjoy their fun,&lt;br /&gt;Then they move on to a new one.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, life's a vicious circle.&lt;br /&gt;And I wish it would just end&lt;br /&gt;But a circle's never-ending&lt;br /&gt;And painful when you lack friends.&lt;br /&gt;Life's definatley improved for me&lt;br /&gt;But, you, I still don't get&lt;br /&gt;And every time I reach a hand out&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's all it's met.&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying every night, now&lt;br /&gt;Hoping she won't see.&lt;br /&gt;But, she always seems to notice&lt;br /&gt;And, in pity, comes to me.&lt;br /&gt;This is what I don't want&lt;br /&gt;You ruining my happiness...&lt;br /&gt;If you refuse to be happy,&lt;br /&gt;Then my life should be&lt;br /&gt;Free of this mess.&lt;br /&gt;But, every time I try to hold you&lt;br /&gt;You just shove me right away.&lt;br /&gt;And every time I try to know you&lt;br /&gt;You refuse to talk and stay...&lt;br /&gt;So, now I make this decision&lt;br /&gt;And, deciding's so damn hard.&lt;br /&gt;But every time I give an inch&lt;br /&gt;You take a freaking yard.&lt;br /&gt;This is the goodbye, I give you&lt;br /&gt;You can choose what to do.&lt;br /&gt;But, everyday, the way I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;Is painful, and it's new.&lt;br /&gt;Despite it's pain, I'll let you go&lt;br /&gt;Because, I've come to know&lt;br /&gt;That you won't tell me straight out&lt;br /&gt;That you want to be free.&lt;br /&gt;So, this is the goodbye I leave you&lt;br /&gt;And this time, there is no knife.&lt;br /&gt;Because, after I abandon you, now&lt;br /&gt;I will find a new life.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:miserywhip:48020</id>
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    <title>Maybe didn't mean that much, but it meant everything to me...</title>
    <published>2002-04-19T00:15:10Z</published>
    <updated>2002-04-19T00:15:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div class='ljparseerror'&gt;[&lt;b&gt;Error:&lt;/b&gt; Irreparable invalid markup ('&amp;lt;font [...] .&amp;gt;') in entry.  Owner must fix manually.  Raw contents below.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 95%; overflow: auto"&gt;&amp;lt;FONT . COLOR=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Take it all away...&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;FONT . COLOR=&amp;quot;white&amp;quot;&amp;gt;You&amp;#39;ll never know the pain&lt;br /&gt;The agony&lt;br /&gt;Although we&amp;#39;re through&lt;br /&gt;I can&amp;#39;t get over you&lt;br /&gt;My reason to live&lt;br /&gt;Anything you want, I&amp;#39;d give&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#39;d give anything&lt;br /&gt;Just to get over you&lt;br /&gt;I bleed, as my mind&lt;br /&gt;Screams your name&lt;br /&gt;All in vain...&lt;br /&gt;I cry for you&lt;br /&gt;You&amp;#39;re attention.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#39;m weak with pain.&lt;br /&gt;Anything you want&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#39;d give&lt;br /&gt;Just for a hint...&lt;br /&gt;That you may care, too...&lt;br /&gt;But, no evidence is there&lt;br /&gt;I can&amp;#39;t bear this pain&lt;br /&gt;It&amp;#39;s gotten too much to take&lt;br /&gt;And I&amp;#39;m done, I can&amp;#39;t fake another&lt;br /&gt;Useless smile.&lt;br /&gt;I think I may break...&lt;br /&gt;What would you know?&lt;br /&gt;It&amp;#39;s too late&lt;br /&gt;I can&amp;#39;t make it&lt;br /&gt;Or fake it, anymore.&lt;br /&gt;And in my mind I always see&lt;br /&gt;The pain I caused&lt;br /&gt;The creature I made you be&lt;br /&gt;My fault...My fault&lt;br /&gt;And your guilt&lt;br /&gt;Filthy salt for my open wounds&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;My fault, My fault...&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweet blade&lt;br /&gt;And bitter salt&lt;br /&gt;The perfect mix&lt;br /&gt;OF sweet and sour&lt;br /&gt;The yin and yang&lt;br /&gt;I thrive upon.&lt;br /&gt;To end my life, my day&lt;br /&gt;In just the perfect way.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;FONT . COLOR=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain, the guilt. A game of chance. And all I pray is that you stay with this blissful ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;Please don&amp;#39;t notice&lt;br /&gt;I can&amp;#39;t take t h i s. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:miserywhip:47694</id>
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    <title>Perfect View...</title>
    <published>2002-03-23T19:00:15Z</published>
    <updated>2002-03-23T19:00:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;...Tell the truth, you never wanted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class='ljparseerror'&gt;[&lt;b&gt;Error:&lt;/b&gt; Irreparable invalid markup ('&amp;lt;font [...] .&amp;gt;') in entry.  Owner must fix manually.  Raw contents below.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 95%; overflow: auto"&gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;...Tell the truth, you never wanted me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;FONT . COLOR=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;CENTER&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only smile in the dark...&lt;br /&gt;...I&amp;#39;m only happy when it rains.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/CENTER&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Pour your misery down...&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;Pour your misery down on me&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;FONT . COLOR=&amp;quot;default&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;|Iloveyou|&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;FONT . SIZE=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please...Please...&amp;lt;FONT . COLOR=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;|Don&amp;#39;t leave me here...| To b l e e d&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Desperate To Die</title>
    <published>2002-03-23T18:39:19Z</published>
    <updated>2002-03-23T18:39:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Picture</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div class='ljparseerror'&gt;[&lt;b&gt;Error:&lt;/b&gt; Irreparable invalid markup ('&amp;lt;font [...] .&amp;gt;') in entry.  Owner must fix manually.  Raw contents below.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 95%; overflow: auto"&gt;&amp;lt;FONT . SIZE=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;FONT . COLOR=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Fingers desperately pulled at&lt;br /&gt;The bolt on the cage door&lt;br /&gt;Insanity had reached it&amp;#39;s peak&lt;br /&gt;The desire to live was no more&lt;br /&gt;Trembling hands wrapped around the prize&lt;br /&gt;Desperate, it tried to escape&lt;br /&gt;Laughter filled the room&lt;br /&gt;As long finger nails...&lt;br /&gt;Flesh turned red with each scrape&lt;br /&gt;As blood poured out, the skin did pale&lt;br /&gt;Eagerly waiting to die&lt;br /&gt;Knowing the family&amp;#39;s reaction&lt;br /&gt;Those eyes started to cry&lt;br /&gt;Shoving the lizard away&lt;br /&gt;The words in that mind did play&lt;br /&gt;The beast did this&lt;br /&gt;They&amp;#39;d kill it...&lt;br /&gt;And that soft heart did ache&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;But that&amp;#39;s the price to pay&lt;br /&gt;For finally getting my way...&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress relief of the purest kind&lt;br /&gt;At last, to finally die&lt;br /&gt;Then the room blurred&lt;br /&gt;And there was a muttered curse&lt;br /&gt;Sink to the floor&lt;br /&gt;Head hit the door&lt;br /&gt;...The pain of life became no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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