urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinnexcore is almost there erinne cliche is a killer. 2006-10-23T03:57:44Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinnexcore:14308 2006-10-23T03:57:44Z 2006-10-23T03:57:44Z <a href="http://www.oldeenglish.org/podcast/gym-class">once upon a time there was badminton......</a> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinnexcore:8013 2006-04-09T04:14:17Z 2006-04-09T04:14:17Z dear YOU,<br /><br /><br />i just wanted to ask YOU to stop stealing MY best friends from ME.<br /><br />thanks.<br />as if you'll ever understand what this does to me.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />-erinne cliche urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinnexcore:483 2005-11-08T01:23:24Z 2005-11-08T01:24:51Z <p><center><a href="http://www.myspace.com/erinnexcore"><img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/misscliche/FRIENDSONLYallcolores.jpg"></a></p> <p>&nbsp;</p> <p>this is the part where you smile, hand me a slip of paper with your myspace url [since you know it by heart by now of course], and slowly walk away. all the while i'm crinkling your link in my back pocket with eight other pages of our newly transformed telephone numbers. since, you know&nbsp;that is&nbsp;all myspace is, the new version of&nbsp;your telephone number. your identity tags along with my red bandana and blood stained napkins for a warm ride on my ass while gang members yell, <em><strong>'sup blood.'</strong></em> and you know you wish that was your hand.&nbsp;but that's the part that's for scene boys, cute transvestites,&nbsp;and&nbsp;personal friends only.</p></center>