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Age: 15

Location: Nashua, NH

Joined On: Jan 26, 2008

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Canada

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Clouds & Cities

Rock / Pop

New Medicine

Rock / Rock / Rock

Cobra Starship

Rock / Hip Hop / House

Panic! At The Disco

Rock / Other

Phantom Planet

Alternative / Rock

Casual Hearts

Alternative / Alternative

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Hey, it's EmmaBee! I'm pretty much obsessed with all forms of art (painting, music, photography, writing, etc.). I'm on PV really only to find new tunes and to write in a spot where not many people can read it unless I want them to, hence my lack of online friends. I'm a hippie. I want to travel. I want to save the planet. I want to listen to some great tunes, paint some beautiful pictures, and write something impressive while I travel and save the planet. That's my life as of..... now.

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April 19

Introductories Are For Squares Formerly Working In Show Business.

So, being a teen, I definitely need a place to express myself. Seeing as my journals have been read on multiple occasions, I'd figure this is as close as I'm gonna get to one for now. I actually do have one, but I have to choose my words very carefully and use language that upon first read, no one would understand. Basically, I write in an intricate code of really big words. I'd like to think of it as reminiscent of the romantic era, but I think that's going a bit too far. Although I do enjoy writing things in such a way, I'd like to stick to normal language, which believe it or not is exactly what you're reading. Strange? I think it sounds better when you hear me say it. Whatever. Ugh, my damn. I'm ALREADY starving for a pencil.

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January 3

Myspace bands...

-Empires -U.S. Royalty -The Less -Vonnegut (GA) -the Royal -Scott Ian Stewart

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April 22

You are at the top of my lungs.

3-15-08 (Wonderland) Breakthrough. Finally, the mom-to-be got pregnant, the man proposed to his soulmate, only to have a miscarriage and to find that this woman is no angel. This baby, this woman, was supposed to help these tortured souls to find their way, but oh, how wrong they were. The baby; fate. The woman; proof that the man is not as strong as he appeared. How long he had gone, wishing for The One, and there she is, in a beautiful white dress, giving the Best Man a blow job. All those times where she had come home late, when she smelled different, when something in her kiss simply didn’t feel right, they finally made sense. “There’s no way she’s The One,” he says after repeatedly bashing his So-Called-Best-Friend’s face in. He’s right, you know. A couple blocks away is a beautiful girl, amazing in every way possible, but fails to realize it. They’ll meet somehow, bump into each other on the side of the road, pick up the same movie or book at the same time, order the same thing at Starbucks, how it happens isn’t important. The fact is, it will. Until then, he’ll plaster on a smile every morning, put on a suit, head to work, and try to get through the day. “How could she do this, how could he do this,” he’ll find himself saying, until he’s finally had enough. He’ll go for a walk, or to the bookstore or to his favorite coffee shop, and meet the girl of his dreams. He knows this, but fails to believe she exists. He’s afraid it will happen again. He’s afraid to take a chance. But he has to. And he will. For the possibility is what gets him through the day.

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