![\"\"](\"file:\/\/\/C:\/DOCUME~1\/HP\/LOCALS~1\/Temp\/moz-screenshot-5.png\")
![](\"https:\/\/l-stat.livejournal.net\/img\/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&v=916.1\")
<\/a>thereaper<\/b><\/a><\/span> . Haven't paid for it yet, credit cards issues and all that nonsense, but it's quite exciting all the same!"},{"id":"urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onthewindowpane:57109","link":[{"@attributes":{"rel":"alternate","type":"text\/html","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/57109.html"}},{"@attributes":{"rel":"self","type":"text\/xml","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/data\/atom\/?itemid=57109"}}],"title":"Using the Ink","published":"2011-03-19T10:08:05Z","updated":"2011-03-19T10:08:05Z","category":{"@attributes":{"term":"writing"}},"content":"In the midst of a writing spurt at the moment"},{"id":"urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onthewindowpane:56446","link":[{"@attributes":{"rel":"alternate","type":"text\/html","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/56446.html"}},{"@attributes":{"rel":"self","type":"text\/xml","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/data\/atom\/?itemid=56446"}}],"title":"The Jezabels","published":"2010-11-15T23:28:03Z","updated":"2010-11-15T23:28:03Z","category":[{"@attributes":{"term":"the jezabels"}},{"@attributes":{"term":"music"}}],"content":"Once again all the shows are 18 +. - _ -"},{"id":"urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onthewindowpane:56264","link":[{"@attributes":{"rel":"alternate","type":"text\/html","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/56264.html"}},{"@attributes":{"rel":"self","type":"text\/xml","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/data\/atom\/?itemid=56264"}}],"title":"The Jezabels","published":"2010-11-15T23:27:38Z","updated":"2010-11-15T23:27:38Z","content":"
Once again all the shows are 18 +. - _ -"},{"id":"urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onthewindowpane:55819","link":[{"@attributes":{"rel":"alternate","type":"text\/html","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/55819.html"}},{"@attributes":{"rel":"self","type":"text\/xml","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/data\/atom\/?itemid=55819"}}],"title":"onthewindowpane @ 2010-11-06T19:31:00","published":"2010-11-06T09:31:56Z","updated":"2010-11-06T09:31:56Z","category":{"@attributes":{"term":"pocket emo"}},"content":"
"},{"id":"urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onthewindowpane:55420","link":[{"@attributes":{"rel":"alternate","type":"text\/html","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/55420.html"}},{"@attributes":{"rel":"self","type":"text\/xml","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/data\/atom\/?itemid=55420"}}],"title":"Summer Camp","published":"2010-11-04T04:26:55Z","updated":"2010-11-04T04:26:55Z","category":[{"@attributes":{"term":"summer camp"}},{"@attributes":{"term":"music"}}],"content":"
"},{"id":"urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onthewindowpane:55071","link":[{"@attributes":{"rel":"alternate","type":"text\/html","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/55071.html"}},{"@attributes":{"rel":"self","type":"text\/xml","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/data\/atom\/?itemid=55071"}}],"title":"Maps & Atlases","published":"2010-11-04T04:14:53Z","updated":"2010-11-04T04:14:53Z","category":{"@attributes":{"term":"music"}},"content":"
It's pouring down rain here :)"},{"id":"urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onthewindowpane:51896","link":[{"@attributes":{"rel":"alternate","type":"text\/html","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/51896.html"}},{"@attributes":{"rel":"self","type":"text\/xml","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/data\/atom\/?itemid=51896"}}],"title":"onthewindowpane @ 2010-09-21T16:56:00","published":"2010-09-21T06:56:16Z","updated":"2010-09-21T06:56:16Z","content":"I've been thinking so much lately and making up all this stuff in my head, but I haven't written a single bit of it down! I got into the agency, so I guess V Management pretty much owns me now and believe me, I don't half mind the feeling! I have to a do a screen test with them tomorrow, little bit nervous, but they do say that's healthy. I'm quite excited for it actually. My agent's name is Josh. He's seems to be a very nice guy. Right now I'm just patiently waiting for an email with my account login and stuff to this online casting thing, called eCaster. Hopefully I don't have to wait the whole night.
<3"},{"id":"urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onthewindowpane:51568","link":[{"@attributes":{"rel":"alternate","type":"text\/html","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/51568.html"}},{"@attributes":{"rel":"self","type":"text\/xml","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/data\/atom\/?itemid=51568"}}],"title":"onthewindowpane @ 2010-09-01T14:40:00","published":"2010-09-01T04:40:24Z","updated":"2010-09-01T04:40:24Z","content":"I sent heaps of emails to BBC and Starz yesterday, fingers crossed they get read. Almost about to perform monologue, all dressed up.The nerves haven't woken up yet I don't think, maybe they'll just not come out tonight? Good luck Cassie!"},{"id":"urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onthewindowpane:51114","link":[{"@attributes":{"rel":"alternate","type":"text\/html","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/51114.html"}},{"@attributes":{"rel":"self","type":"text\/xml","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/data\/atom\/?itemid=51114"}}],"title":"Been a While","published":"2010-09-01T03:59:44Z","updated":"2010-09-01T03:59:44Z","category":{"@attributes":{"term":"nothing"}},"content":"I haven't been here for so long."},{"id":"urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onthewindowpane:50810","link":[{"@attributes":{"rel":"alternate","type":"text\/html","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/50810.html"}},{"@attributes":{"rel":"self","type":"text\/xml","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/data\/atom\/?itemid=50810"}}],"title":"Writer's Block: Step right up!","published":"2010-08-10T07:51:34Z","updated":"2010-08-10T07:51:34Z","category":{"@attributes":{"term":"writer's block"}},"content":"
ohh. totally the one when you ride around the inside of a sphere on a motorbike! so cool xD"},{"id":"urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onthewindowpane:49729","link":[{"@attributes":{"rel":"alternate","type":"text\/html","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/49729.html"}},{"@attributes":{"rel":"self","type":"text\/xml","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/data\/atom\/?itemid=49729"}}],"title":"Beauty is not a human quality, nature owns it all.","published":"2010-06-25T07:50:49Z","updated":"2010-06-25T07:50:49Z","category":[{"@attributes":{"term":"writing"}},{"@attributes":{"term":"poems"}}],"content":"Never touch the moon, you'll leave a stain on her beautiful skin."},{"id":"urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onthewindowpane:49567","link":[{"@attributes":{"rel":"alternate","type":"text\/html","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/49567.html"}},{"@attributes":{"rel":"self","type":"text\/xml","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/data\/atom\/?itemid=49567"}}],"title":"Eye Spitting Attention is Deserved:","published":"2010-06-25T07:30:44Z","updated":"2010-06-25T07:30:44Z","category":[{"@attributes":{"term":"writing"}},{"@attributes":{"term":"poems"}}],"content":"Dear Boy,
I'm sorry to tell you this, but you chose the wrong one, to be blunt, lost the game. On behalf of Satan I would like to instruct you to exit through the door closest to you, though go quietly please, as not to harm the others on their way out and please, choose a nonsensical method of exiting. This way you shall make a lovely object to the observers in the morgue.
Your dearest regards,
His Stuffed Woman"},{"id":"urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onthewindowpane:48829","link":[{"@attributes":{"rel":"alternate","type":"text\/html","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/48829.html"}},{"@attributes":{"rel":"self","type":"text\/xml","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/data\/atom\/?itemid=48829"}}],"title":"A Most Likely Very Long Weekend","published":"2010-06-12T04:52:36Z","updated":"2010-06-12T04:52:36Z","category":{"@attributes":{"term":"whining"}},"content":"I hate those terrible hypocrites, but I really don't need to add another rant to my name at this point. I'm already running high. My throat feels all strained and disgusting and sore. I look horrible, but that goes without saying these days."},{"id":"urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onthewindowpane:48457","link":[{"@attributes":{"rel":"alternate","type":"text\/html","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/48457.html"}},{"@attributes":{"rel":"self","type":"text\/xml","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/data\/atom\/?itemid=48457"}}],"title":"onthewindowpane @ 2010-06-07T18:07:00","published":"2010-06-07T08:07:21Z","updated":"2010-06-07T08:07:21Z","category":[{"@attributes":{"term":"sisterly love"}},{"@attributes":{"term":"kimmy"}},{"@attributes":{"term":"whining"}},{"@attributes":{"term":"lilith"}}],"content":"I feel like I'm going to be sick.
I'm sort of sick of picking my stomach out of the drains to be honest. But it's worth it. I usually feel better afterward. I need to do it a few more times. Then I'll be good. Even fucking whales are prettier than I am. God I'm superficial. God, God, God. Satan, Satan, Satan.
Lilith is probably more helpful at this point though. Help me dear lady.
Preferably before my insides explode.
Kim's so wonderful. Her and her beautiful innocence and love gives me more hope than anything else ever could. She tries hard to make me happy and deal with me. I love her."},{"id":"urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onthewindowpane:48241","link":[{"@attributes":{"rel":"alternate","type":"text\/html","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/48241.html"}},{"@attributes":{"rel":"self","type":"text\/xml","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/data\/atom\/?itemid=48241"}}],"title":"God fucking help us all.","published":"2010-06-06T08:00:26Z","updated":"2010-06-06T08:00:26Z","category":[{"@attributes":{"term":"sex"}},{"@attributes":{"term":"love"}},{"@attributes":{"term":"anger"}}],"content":"I believe in love. Love and sex together. They're supposed to be two lovers making love, and then as a product of their beautiful love comes a baby. An even more beautiful gift. Fucking sex shops. It's disgusting. I hate that that's a thing lovers do, I mean if you need to do it, do it, but NOT with a lover! Are you all insane? I hate the thought. Sure it might feel nice, but mentally, no."},{"id":"urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onthewindowpane:48074","link":[{"@attributes":{"rel":"alternate","type":"text\/html","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/48074.html"}},{"@attributes":{"rel":"self","type":"text\/xml","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/data\/atom\/?itemid=48074"}}],"title":"onthewindowpane @ 2010-06-05T13:45:00","published":"2010-06-05T03:45:43Z","updated":"2010-06-05T03:45:43Z","category":[{"@attributes":{"term":"new baby"}},{"@attributes":{"term":"stone bunnies"}}],"content":"Why does it cost a lot to stick to a certain style? Why are clothes so overpriced? Baby wants a band. Or maybe it's just a couple-love-and-music-combined-thing. He said those are the two things that make him happiest - music and I. Have I any opinion? Never matters though, so why do I think?
Anyway...long live Stone Bunnies then, yeah!?"},{"id":"urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onthewindowpane:47488","link":[{"@attributes":{"rel":"alternate","type":"text\/html","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/47488.html"}},{"@attributes":{"rel":"self","type":"text\/xml","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/data\/atom\/?itemid=47488"}}],"title":"onthewindowpane @ 2010-06-03T08:20:00","published":"2010-06-02T22:20:16Z","updated":"2010-06-02T22:20:16Z","category":{"@attributes":{"term":"poems"}},"content":"Graves are in my head
Stones cobbled and cold
But honestly I've never been to one
Just been told
About the grass on the tress
The moss that covers long gone knees
I watched the roses in my hair
Long and blonde
It better stay there
Hair is a keepsake
Hair is a love
Hair is why he always wears gloves
My skin drowns in makeup,
On Most days
I wonder when it'll start to peel away?
I could be a sculpture
As smooth as stone
Just another dog searching for a bone
My breasts carved in spheres
Would make all men moan
My curves dipped in water
Makes the fuckers wonder where their sense has flown
But just as he's begging to groan
Comes along his wife,
He asks for my phone
Better hurry up or you'll be in a lot of strife!
^There we are. The last line is rubbish, it ruins it. Ugh.
(The boy who cried wolf)
He ran up the hill
Nearly cried,
I'm so sorry Sir!
I lied, I LIED!"},{"id":"urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onthewindowpane:47329","link":[{"@attributes":{"rel":"alternate","type":"text\/html","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/47329.html"}},{"@attributes":{"rel":"self","type":"text\/xml","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/data\/atom\/?itemid=47329"}}],"title":"onthewindowpane @ 2010-06-03T08:04:00","published":"2010-06-02T22:04:02Z","updated":"2010-06-02T22:04:02Z","category":{"@attributes":{"term":"poems"}},"content":"Another of the two back-to-back pages I filled up in the maths test.
(Yes the entry before this was one of them)
Dreaming of burning Summmers
Lying on the road
Thinking about girls in nothing
The sand In their hair
He wonders why they act like they don't care?
But he's all alone
In his quest for the world
It only takes a girl to bring down the herd
They're lonely sheep
So why do I stare?
Why does my mind keep picturing them,
All naked and bare?
Caressing those tits that are gonna pop
And yest I still want [porn] mag sales to drop.
But hey, I'm still a sinner
And we all just want them thinner
So next time, baby girl,
Why don't you just skip dinner?
My girl's in my car
She's sitting on cold seat covers
Though she's wetter than me
She finished training at 3
We'll go to the lake
For a romantic time
Maybe, if she's lucky
I'll spend ,my last dime
Oh her though?
Nah she's a bit too cheap
I s'pose I'd be better having her swim too deep
I'd watch her drown
With my face hanging down
Such is the boy who was too scared to swim
He watched his girl,
As her eyes went dim.
The others in the next post."},{"id":"urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onthewindowpane:46917","link":[{"@attributes":{"rel":"alternate","type":"text\/html","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/46917.html"}},{"@attributes":{"rel":"self","type":"text\/xml","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/data\/atom\/?itemid=46917"}}],"title":"Understand?","published":"2010-06-02T21:45:12Z","updated":"2010-06-02T21:45:12Z","category":{"@attributes":{"term":"poems"}},"content":"The bricks of the Church forced me in
The nuns held my arms
Forced me to spin
I lay down my body
Twisted and sore
They forced their way down
Into the core
They pushed me and tied
Hushing their moans
If their dear Lord knew
How he would cry!
Chained with their wine
I suppose her I must stay
Until tomorrow
Because the head girl would love a replay
Bruisey and bloody
I think that's what it's called
A slave to religion?'
No-
I'm just it's fucking whore.
The Moon holds her boon
Close to her chest
But the Sun is not one to shun
He shows off his best
Attributes is what they are
Just things you can find in a jar.
He shows off his best"},{"id":"urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onthewindowpane:46774","link":[{"@attributes":{"rel":"alternate","type":"text\/html","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/46774.html"}},{"@attributes":{"rel":"self","type":"text\/xml","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/data\/atom\/?itemid=46774"}}],"title":"Regrets and rubbish","published":"2010-06-02T21:19:50Z","updated":"2010-06-02T21:19:50Z","category":{"@attributes":{"term":"whining"}},"content":" I have the Eisteddfod today. My art class is going to the Brisbane art gallery and the Queen Street Mall to go "shopping". I hate that school sometimes. A lot of the time. There's about 8 people going I think too. It would have been so good. I love fucking around on buses. But I'm an actress, and it seems at the moment this actress has no time for that sort of thing. I'm still sick by the way, yes that is honestly, almost two weeks. Obviously my immune system is down. Like how the internet connection goes down. I can't even do my seducing voice anymore. Not too well anyway."},{"id":"urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onthewindowpane:46090","link":[{"@attributes":{"rel":"alternate","type":"text\/html","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/46090.html"}},{"@attributes":{"rel":"self","type":"text\/xml","href":"https:\/\/onthewindowpane.livejournal.com\/data\/atom\/?itemid=46090"}}],"title":"A Little Restrained","published":"2010-05-29T02:19:21Z","updated":"2010-05-29T02:19:21Z","category":[{"@attributes":{"term":"links"}},{"@attributes":{"term":"dirty"}}],"content":"Dirt and intrigue are some of my best friends.
If you'd like to meet then, here's a link - http:\/\/canningtonclose.livejournal.com\/1017.html#cutid1<\/a>"}]}