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  <title>righteoussean</title>
  <subtitle>righteoussean</subtitle>
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  <updated>2005-01-21T20:05:35Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:16979</id>
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    <title>righteoussean @ 2005-01-21T15:01:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-21T20:05:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-21T20:05:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mordecai-BTBAM</lj:music>
    <content type="html">O man since im so emo i have a great song for all my emo friends to check out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bury them all beneath heaping shovel fulls of lime&lt;br /&gt;in shallow graves the shreds of flesh dissolve with time&lt;br /&gt;the stench of burning human flesh, a makeshift cremation&lt;br /&gt;a shriveling fragment of death's grand design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i insist -- the pleasure's all mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with orgasmic bliss the human body is consumed&lt;br /&gt;the loins are charred, the slabs of mean cut off and ground&lt;br /&gt;with zeal i dine upon the skin, enthralled with elation&lt;br /&gt;souls of my victims within me, entombed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;palette wet with atrocity&lt;br /&gt;i relish the last look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;clutching your intestines, your scream echoes through me&lt;br /&gt;perfection; a murder divine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hold the secrets of the dead within my grasp&lt;br /&gt;as i poke and prod, your precious world is painted black I the controled of &lt;br /&gt;your fate, a twisted creation&lt;br /&gt;until i've met my fancy i'll hammer and hack&lt;br /&gt;palette wet with atrocity&lt;br /&gt;i relish the last look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i'm blissfully showered in blood&lt;br /&gt;i shake with violent rapture as i gaze at my delicious feast&lt;br /&gt;i cannot stop my salivation&lt;br /&gt;my addiction to murder has peaked&lt;br /&gt;kneel only to my sick fixations&lt;br /&gt;a complete symphony of your screams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the cruelty of death!&lt;br /&gt;i wield infinite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lured by the cries of your damnation&lt;br /&gt;i collect ornaments of the dead&lt;br /&gt;skin tingling with anticipation&lt;br /&gt;i sever the last victim's head to be put on display&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this mortal coil has born unto me death's secrets&lt;br /&gt;this forensic inquisition, orgasmic&lt;br /&gt;another trophy of my bloodied psychosis&lt;br /&gt;another body to mangle; to ravage and explore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;palette wet with atrocity&lt;br /&gt;i relish the last look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;clutching your intestines, your scream echoes through me&lt;br /&gt;perfection; a murder divine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well man im really "stoked" to hear that the black dahlia murder is going out on tout with Taking Back Sunday and Death Cab of Cutie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE BEING EMO heheheheheh FUCkers</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:16876</id>
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    <title>Man that makes me sad</title>
    <published>2005-01-18T03:39:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-18T03:39:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>i love the 90s</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I Just watched this interview with phil (ex-lead singer of pantera) talking about Dime and how sorry he felt and it made me really happy. I allways thought Phil broke up pantera and it turns out that he didnt and it makes me really sad that the world lost such a great guitar player and a role model.  HE WILL BE GREATLY MISSED and i know most people dont really care but i do     SO raise a black tooth grin in memory for DIme   cheers</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:16473</id>
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    <title>Hello world</title>
    <published>2005-01-17T07:37:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-17T07:37:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>All that life becomes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well i dont really know where to begin. Its been a really long time since i last used the computer. Well if you would like to know what sean lamb has been up to its been Quite interesting. Well i have lost and gained alot of frendships and i have endured alot of heart ache. I at one point allmost lost all of my friends, i stoped playing music :( and matured alot. I know walk around feeling way below people and it seems like everyone else is glowing with this ora that i dont seem to have, but i see it and it makes me sad. I dont really know what has happend to me but i somewhat like it. Know i have faced the truth, i know if i dont do something my life is going to head into a horible direction. the one person i really need the most at one point loved me but just doesnt anymore and she confused me to the point where i have no idea how to dig my self out of this whole. I really dont know whats going to happen in the next few months but i know they will hold weiht for the rest of my life. well i dont really know how to explain whats going on anymore so im just going to quit.         well Cheers hombre</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:16324</id>
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    <title>righteoussean @ 2004-12-15T20:16:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-16T01:17:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-16T01:17:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">goddamn dislexia i meant 145 ....sorry 5</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:15898</id>
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    <title>stupid computers</title>
    <published>2004-12-16T01:15:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-16T01:15:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">O man its been a very long time scince i have really updated, meh whateva i know noone really cared anyways, i only have one thing to say and that is 144</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:15768</id>
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    <title>o man back on a computer</title>
    <published>2004-12-08T19:51:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-08T19:51:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">weird really really really weird............Cheers hombre</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:15447</id>
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    <title>GOD DAMNIT</title>
    <published>2004-08-20T06:30:56Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-20T06:30:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well i have to go to New York till monday so if you need to holla at me just give me a call on my cell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if dont know cell# ask Q he will tell you AIM sn (il0vec0nf0rm1ty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cheers hombres till i speak to you again</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:15323</id>
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    <title>GOOD TIMES</title>
    <published>2004-08-17T02:47:14Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-17T02:47:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">AHH you all should come over to my house when Drake, Dustin and I get are rap battle on.....my rhymes are da made notes,cause i gots to get paid&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i was listening to thursday to day and man i really do like thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo cheers hombres</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:14848</id>
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    <title>MAN 0 MAN</title>
    <published>2004-08-10T16:28:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-10T16:28:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i march to a diffrent drummer....like that guy from foghat, like when he does that solo and its like "gigigdagigdagigda..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to.. Ahhhhh noooooooooooo.........</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:14642</id>
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    <title>TODAY</title>
    <published>2004-08-07T03:22:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-07T03:22:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hopesfall-decoys like curves</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Man it was so nice outside today, twas quite righteous.  YEP but it didnt start looking up untill Q and i got are mayhem on and laughed about count grizschnak (think that how you spell it) but yeah good time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wish i knew what i had to do cause i think i have to do something really and its starting to freak me out</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:14364</id>
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    <title>I think to much</title>
    <published>2004-08-05T21:18:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-05T21:18:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yeah if i start thinking when i have nothing to do i start to freak out. I really feel like i have to do something. MEH i fuckin hate my goddamn guitar it just pisses me off. BUT its the only thing im kinda good at so what the fuck i will just keep playing.  hey you reading this cheers hombre    :D i cought you</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:14308</id>
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    <title>TJ IS ON A ROLL HAHAHAH</title>
    <published>2004-08-05T17:36:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-05T17:36:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hrd2Pin05: what scared me the most was how many dudes were in the crowd for TBS and shit.  like their lyrics are the same lyrics that the Backstreet Boys would sing.  At least the Backstreet Boys were straight up with their homosexuality.  TBS and those guys learned to play two chords on a guitar and pretended they were a rock band.  when they are really just a hardcore boy band.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:13865</id>
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    <title>HAHAHHA TJ is still the man</title>
    <published>2004-08-05T17:28:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-05T17:28:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hrd2Pin05: oh man there was this band called "Billy Talent" and they were so incredibly gay it made me want to go gaybashing with the KKK.  the guy just squealed the whole time and spit on people</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:13701</id>
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    <title>HAHAHAHAH TJ is the man</title>
    <published>2004-08-05T17:27:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-05T17:27:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hrd2Pin05: all the cool punk/emo kids were like "Stick it to the man, i hate consumerism and capitalism" then they paid $4 for Pepsi and bought all their CDs from Sony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid warped tour</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:13535</id>
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    <title>THANK GOD</title>
    <published>2004-07-31T04:10:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-31T04:10:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Man when i got home today i found some med's and now my headache is gone i feel so so so so so much better.  it was quite the glorious feeling and three weeks in the making. so........ cheers and rock and roll hombres</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:13301</id>
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    <title>O MY GOD!!!!!!</title>
    <published>2004-07-28T15:45:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-28T15:45:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Funeral Thirst-Black Dahlia murder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the brightest full moon light entrances me&lt;br /&gt;it calls me forth&lt;br /&gt;yet i have not the strength to move&lt;br /&gt;in stasis, i rot away and dream&lt;br /&gt;dream of forgotten years&lt;br /&gt;dream of the touch of another's hand&lt;br /&gt;i am to be a meal of star-ved worms&lt;br /&gt;my nerves are twisting for the light of my salvation&lt;br /&gt;i rest beneath where i remain as cold as clay&lt;br /&gt;eternal pain is swelling in my joints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somewhere within me a flame is slowly born&lt;br /&gt;inside this shell of bloated flesh grows life anew&lt;br /&gt;infernal, the moon distorts my mind&lt;br /&gt;my veins jolt back to life, pushing the fluids of the damned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seek to bathe my fetid flesh in crimson spray&lt;br /&gt;my body writhes without consent of conscience&lt;br /&gt;i lift the lid the pounds of dirt shall not subdue&lt;br /&gt;i shall walk the earth once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from beyond the strings are pulled&lt;br /&gt;i know not what has made me this way&lt;br /&gt;the animation of my rigid corpse&lt;br /&gt;i shall abandon my coffin of premature fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the words of the preacher&lt;br /&gt;all the tears of my family in vain&lt;br /&gt;i shall again walk amongst them&lt;br /&gt;my penance with blood be repaid!&lt;br /&gt;repaid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dead hand grasps for the still night air&lt;br /&gt;i am now free to maim!&lt;br /&gt;there cannot be a god for he would not forgive this&lt;br /&gt;despicable inhuman monster; rotten, twisted and deformed&lt;br /&gt;i am now a tool of my unholy instinct&lt;br /&gt;entrails strewn at my bidding&lt;br /&gt;a mockery of all i was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seek to bathe my fetid flesh in crimson spray&lt;br /&gt;my body writhes without consent of conscience&lt;br /&gt;i lift the lid the pounds of dirt shall not subdue&lt;br /&gt;i shall walk the earth once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from beyond the strings are pulled&lt;br /&gt;i know not what has made this way&lt;br /&gt;the animation of my rigid corpse&lt;br /&gt;i shall abandon my coffin of premature fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the words of the preacher&lt;br /&gt;all the tears of my family in vain&lt;br /&gt;i shall again walk amongst them&lt;br /&gt;my penance with blood be repaid!&lt;br /&gt;repaid!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:12943</id>
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    <title>I wish i was ...dead</title>
    <published>2004-07-26T04:54:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-26T04:54:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">whatever it is it has reached the side of my skull and will soon make its escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a flame in the burnt out ashes... burn out, burn out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fueled&lt;br /&gt;these new shores burn&lt;br /&gt;Dark past lies cold&lt;br /&gt;Shadow, my sweet shadow&lt;br /&gt;To you I look no more</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:12765</id>
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    <title>LiSten to mOre IN FLAMES F(r)iend</title>
    <published>2004-07-26T04:39:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-26T04:39:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">touch of red-in flames&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching depth of clarity&lt;br /&gt;I'm not supposed to be like this&lt;br /&gt;I should be on the top of the world&lt;br /&gt;Is anybody out there like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed something's missing&lt;br /&gt;Self control Forcing me down&lt;br /&gt;Whispers consume the air&lt;br /&gt;Above her I'm endless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the rain comes falling&lt;br /&gt;I'll freeze I'm so afraid &lt;br /&gt;When things start to flood me&lt;br /&gt;I will drown in seconds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear - There's a way out &lt;br /&gt;touch of red &lt;br /&gt;break away &lt;br /&gt;nothing has it all &lt;br /&gt;bury the place I've been &lt;br /&gt;I fear there's a way out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As If I ever had a choice &lt;br /&gt;all in the hands of the energy &lt;br /&gt;once again feel the quicksand swallow me &lt;br /&gt;tonight =I wont struggle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear - There's a way out &lt;br /&gt;Touch of red &lt;br /&gt;Break away &lt;br /&gt;Nothing has it all &lt;br /&gt;Bury the place I've been &lt;br /&gt;I fear there's a way out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weak in me should know I'm as sober as I could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear - There's a way out &lt;br /&gt;Touch of red &lt;br /&gt;Break away &lt;br /&gt;Nothing has it all &lt;br /&gt;Bury the place I've been &lt;br /&gt;I fear there's a way out</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:12368</id>
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    <title>well</title>
    <published>2004-07-26T04:34:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-26T04:34:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this is difficult</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:12143</id>
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    <title>GOD DAMNIT</title>
    <published>2004-07-19T05:23:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-19T05:23:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">man i feel like death.  something is has been fuckin trying to dig its way out of my brain. but whateva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grey lines of perfection &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you feel better ;)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:12029</id>
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    <title>ACCidents</title>
    <published>2004-07-16T03:34:40Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-16T03:34:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>alexisonfire-accidents</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm not sure what's worse&lt;br /&gt;The waiting or the waiting room&lt;br /&gt;"You're next sir" becomes a cruel taunt to you&lt;br /&gt;recycled air, the smell of sleep and disinfectant&lt;br /&gt;Your god is a two door elavator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they even challenge you&lt;br /&gt;(CUT ME OPEN DRUG ME)&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just to humour us before we die&lt;br /&gt;(REPAIR ALL MY DEFECTS)&lt;br /&gt;If Only we could heal ourselves&lt;br /&gt;We wouldn't need to be hooked up to these machines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's redefine&lt;br /&gt;What it means to heal</content>
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    <title>errr</title>
    <published>2004-07-14T18:22:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-14T18:22:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>alexisonfire-a dagger through the heart of st. angeles</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i hate water it takes to long to boil...i want my mac and cheese now god damnit.   man i think im in love with mac and cheese hehehehehe</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:11452</id>
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    <title>man i have no idea</title>
    <published>2004-07-14T17:43:13Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-14T17:43:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">no idea what so ever &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone feels better ;)</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:11181</id>
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    <title>HEHEHEH</title>
    <published>2004-07-14T04:43:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-14T04:43:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hehehe man im to tired to go up the stairs-To cool for school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you feel better</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:righteoussean:10876</id>
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    <title>gigdy</title>
    <published>2004-07-13T18:20:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-13T18:20:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i have been inside saturns rings and read about michael moore's war all in time</content>
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