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Alright, so I realize that I haven't been very active on here lately, but it has come to my attention that everisondrugs is plagiarizing yet again. "Her" story "Butterflies Have Knifes, Cutting Up My Insides" (which has been deleted) was actually a word for word copy of my story "Lasting Impression" which was posted on Mibba last year. The differences were that she changed the main character's name from Chloe to Jade.

This time around, she's not stealing my work, but one of my readers on Mibba alerted me to Ever's latest copy and pasting habits. Danielle (glambert.) wrote "I'm Not Her" and its last chapter was posted on July 7th, 2010. On September 6th, 2010, Ever posted the first chapter of "We Only Breathe For So Long". The first chapters are identical, except that Ever changed the main character's name from Sophie to Dallas

If you're not a member of Mibba and can't view the stories, below are links to screencaps of Ever's "story", as well as Danielle's. As you can see, "I'm Not Her" is a completed story, and in the top left corner of the picture, there is a link to it's sequel.

screencaps:
"We Only Breathe For So Long"
"I'm Not Her"

In addition to this, I went ahead and checked out chapter 2 of Ever's "story" and saw that she slipped up. When copying and pasting, she forgot to replace the name Sophia with Dallas, further proving that she isn't the original writer (chapter 2 screencap here).

So if you'd like to read original ATL stories written by authors whi don't post plagiarized works, I suggest you guys join mibba.com and check out what they have to offer.

Moved all my concert photos from here to flickr.

If you're wondering here are the shows that I've uploaded onto it thus far:
+ All Time Low Myspace Secret Show @ Mojoes
+ Cobra Starship Secret Acoustic Set @ Vision
+ OP Tour @ Riviera Theater
+ LIGHTS @ Subterranean
+ Both Chicago dates for Glamour Kills Tour @ House of Blues

I've used up all of my memory allotment for the month, so I'll have to wait a while before posting more.
BUT I swear that it'll be worth the wait.

Wow. After reading my last journal entry on here, I feel like a broken record.
Not a lot has changed since July '08.
Still single. Still trainwrecking. Still music obsessed.

In order to make up for my absence, I uploaded a bunch of concert pictures over the past year or so since that album is quite outdated (Before today, my most recent pictures were from Honda Civic Tour '08--back when Ryho & J-walk were members of Panic.).

Now I'm off to freak out about Almost Here's 5-year anniversary and work on a typography project.
Hasta luego.

Somewhere between the last entry and now, managed to forget about this place.

Ended up going to prom with the aforementioned trainwreck boy. But as expected, everything went downhill from there. Reverse snowball effect. On the bright side, i got into prom for free and didn't need to pitch in for the party bus. leo has yet to post pictures, and i'm guessing he never will.

Summer's here and i'm happy for once. I think. ATL has been keeping my ears happy, but i'm dying to hear new stuff from TAI and GCH. (I'm a sucker for decaydance.)

Nothing much happening on the personal front. Still need to get my license and figure out college stuff. Still alone, but not quite lonely.

Now go read a Chuck Palahniuk novel, then run around in a sprinkler. For once, it isn't raining.

There's something in my brain that just won't click
because I got up just in time for the letdown.
Between 9:30 yesterday morning and 8:30 this evening I've gone through more highs and lows than an addict.
Sh(it/en) hit the fan and I'm faking smiles through it all.
I've been telling myself that it's bettter off,
but that's just my ego trying to save myself from anxiety-rousing thoughts.

I fall fast.
I fall hard.
I fall out.
I fall back into this cycle.

This time, it was over before it even began.
It's probably a good thing.
But I can't help but think about the maybes, baby.

It seems like a lifetime has passed since tentwentyfour. (pics going up soon)
Sweat. Smoke. Barricades.
an addiction of sorts.

I know I've said it before YWT.
Then again after Myspace Music Tour.
But this time it's official:
New Heart for X-Mas 5 will be my LAST show of the year.
(Kill Hannah @ the Vic.
Hope to see you there.)

While '07 is going down in style,
'08 is coming in with a bang.
the REALLY REALLY RIDICULOUSLY GOOD LOOKING TOUR
aka Cobra Starship's first headlining gig.
onetwentynine.

Welcome to the good life.

they're the pick me ups & the let me downs.
lefty curse friends, i guess.

i'm screaming for attention: tree-fall going unheard

they expect me to be emotionally fucked.
i expect to be emotionally fucked.
but i never thought i'd see the the day when they'd stop coming to my rescue.

"Blest are they, the poor in spirit, theirs is the kingdom of God. Blest are they, they, full of sorrow,
 they shall be consoled."

i'm just the boy who cried wolf in a town full of them.

i hate being like this:
overwhelmed.
insecure.
unstable.

the last 3 days have been a nonstop rollercoaster.
and i'm suffering from a bad case of emotion sickness.

i'm need new friends
maybe even a couple of enemies
because i'm beginning to think that
"everyone's a letdown, it just depends on how far down they can go."

i'm worse off than bella swan at this point.
because edward won't be there to stop me from jumping off cliffs.

bought presale tickets today.
ock ftw.

th yng wld thngs tr wll b th dth f m.

chicago's unlocked, along with a few other cities.

ock. ticketmaster. fobr boards.
f5 is now my best friend.

still, self-inflicted insomnia is only fun for so long.