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  <title>Willa Walo</title>
  <subtitle>Ville Valo</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Ville Valo</name>
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  <updated>2006-08-08T06:27:03Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:willa_walo:3881</id>
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    <title>Pics</title>
    <published>2006-08-08T06:27:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-08T06:27:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, so, once again I'm bored...here's some pictures I have. They're of Bam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's my Bam Bam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f390/OurDiabolikalRapture/Bam%20Margera/normal_307694225B15D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a picture of him when he was on he phone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f390/OurDiabolikalRapture/Bam%20Margera/00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought he looked good in that light (he looks good in any light, but still):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f390/OurDiabolikalRapture/Bam%20Margera/017E1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He felt like rockin' out: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f390/OurDiabolikalRapture/Bam%20Margera/2_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out for once:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f390/OurDiabolikalRapture/Bam%20Margera/normal_bamAtDinner.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There ya go... </content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:willa_walo:3725</id>
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    <title>Survey</title>
    <published>2006-08-08T04:55:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-08T05:00:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT?&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of scars, most are self inflicted, but one that isn't is when I had a show and I accidentally tripped on a mic chord and fell off the stage. I cracked my head open, but you can only see the scar if I have short hair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHATS ON THE WALLS IN YOUR ROOM?&lt;br /&gt;Some of my paintings, most are about death, and some drawings I made of Bam and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. WHAT DOES YOUR CELL PHONE LOOK LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;It's a black Razor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHAT MUSIC DO YOU LISTEN TO?&lt;br /&gt;Dark shit like Black Sabbath, Sisters of Mercy, Type O Negative, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME YOU WERE BORN?&lt;br /&gt;No &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WHAT DO YOU WANT MORE THAN ANYTHING RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;To be everything Bam wants me to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. WHO DO YOU MISS?&lt;br /&gt;Bam &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHAT is/are YOUR MOST PRIZED POSSESSION/S?&lt;br /&gt;My lyric book and my diary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WHAT IS YOUR ZODIAC SIGN?&lt;br /&gt;I forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. DO YOU GET CLAUSTROPHOBIC?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. DO YOU GET SCARED IN THE DARK?&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. THE LAST PERSON TO MAKE YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;Myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE COLOGNE / PERFUME?&lt;br /&gt;Bone Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT KIND OF HAIR/EYE COLOR DO YOU LIKE ON THE OPPOSITE SEX? &lt;br /&gt;I normally go for long, black hair and blue eyes, but Bam's perfect &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. WHERE CAN YOU SEE YOURSELF BEING PROPOSED TO?&lt;br /&gt;I've never been proposed to. I did it to Bam, so I guess it'll never happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. COFFEE OR ENERGY DRINK?&lt;br /&gt;Both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PIZZA TOPPING?&lt;br /&gt;Cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. IF YOU COULD EAT ANYTHING RIGHT NOW, WHAT WOULD IT BE?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, I hate food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. WHO IS THE LAST PERSON YOU MADE MAD?&lt;br /&gt;Myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. WHAT WAS THE FIRST GIFT SOMEONE EVER GAVE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;When I was with Brian he gave me a black beanie cap. I wear it all the time still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. DO YOU LIKE ANYBODY?&lt;br /&gt;Bam, but I don't like him, I love him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. ARE YOU DOUBLE JOINTED?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. FAVORITE CLOTHING BRAND?&lt;br /&gt;Anything black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. WHAT'S YOUR DREAM CAR?&lt;br /&gt;I can't drive, but I'd kind of like a Hummer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. DO YOU HAVE A PET RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Only Bam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. WHAT KIND IS IT?&lt;br /&gt;It's a Bam Bam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. WOULD YOU FALL IN LOVE KNOWING THAT THE PERSON IS LEAVING?&lt;br /&gt;Yes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. WHAT IS THE BEST WAY TO TELL SOMEONE HOW MUCH THEY MEAN TO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. SAY A NUMBER FROM ONE TO A HUNDRED:&lt;br /&gt;13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. BLONDES OR BRUNETTES?&lt;br /&gt;Brunettes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. WHAT IS THE ONE NUMBER YOU CALL OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Bam's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. WHAT ANNOYS YOU MOST?&lt;br /&gt;99% of the human race &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. HAVE YOU BEEN OUT OF THE USA?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm from Finland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. YOUR WEAKNESS?&lt;br /&gt;Bam's smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. FIRST JOB?&lt;br /&gt;A music store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. EVER DONE A PRANK CALL?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. IF YOU COULD GET PLASTIC SURGERY WHAT WOULD IT BE?&lt;br /&gt;I used to want it, but Bam thinks I'm perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. WHY DID YOU FILL OUT THIS SURVEY?&lt;br /&gt;Bam's out skating and I'm bored. Plus, I just bought the Spongebob game and I'm getting ready to play it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. WHAT DO YOU GET COMPLIMENTED ABOUT MOST?&lt;br /&gt;Everything (and I don't say that to brag. I hate it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF ALCOHOL BECAME ILLEGAL?&lt;br /&gt;Get arrested&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY?&lt;br /&gt;I've never gotten anything for my birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. HOW MANY KIDS DO YOU WANT?&lt;br /&gt;I'm pregnant now, so apparently one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?&lt;br /&gt;I doubt it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. DO YOU WISH ON STARS?&lt;br /&gt;Secretly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. WHAT DID YOU DO THIS MORNING?&lt;br /&gt;Laid on the couch and drew a picture of Bam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. WHAT DID YOU LAST EAT?&lt;br /&gt;I ate some Ramen for Bam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?&lt;br /&gt;Sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?&lt;br /&gt;I don't eat meat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. ANY BAD HABITS?&lt;br /&gt;Too many to count &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. WHAT IS YOUR MOST EMBARRASSING MUSIC?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not embarrassed about my music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. HAVE YOU EVER TOLD A SECRET YOU SWORE NOT TO TELL?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. DO LOOKS MATTER?&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, since that's all people want me for &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. HOW DO YOU RELEASE ANGER?&lt;br /&gt;I hold it in, or do something else I'd rather not say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. WHERE IS YOUR SECOND HOME?&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere with Bam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. EVER BEEN DRUNK?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TOY AS A CHILD?&lt;br /&gt;I never had a toy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. HOW MANY NUMBERS ARE IN YOUR CELL PHONE?&lt;br /&gt;Not many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62.IF YOU COULD BE ANYWHERE RIGHT NOW WHERE WOULD YOU BE?&lt;br /&gt;With Bam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. DO YOU USE SARCASM?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN IN A MOSH PIT?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking anymore. I have Bam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. WHAT ARE YOUR NICKNAMES?&lt;br /&gt;Willa Walo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR?&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla Bean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE COLOR(S)?&lt;br /&gt;Black, purple, and crimson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. WHO/WHAT DO YOU MISS MOST RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Bam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. HOW MANY WISDOM TEETH DO YOU HAVE?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?&lt;br /&gt;I want Bam to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO?&lt;br /&gt;The Spongebob game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. LAST THING YOU DRANK?&lt;br /&gt;Wild Cherry Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?&lt;br /&gt;Bam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE IN THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;br /&gt;Eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. THOUGHT PROVOKING SONG?&lt;br /&gt;All music provokes thoughts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. FAVORITE THING TO HATE?&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. FAVORITE ALCHOHOLIC DRINK(S)?&lt;br /&gt;Anything alcoholic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. FAVORITE ZODIAC SIGN&lt;br /&gt;Taurus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SPORT?&lt;br /&gt;I hate sports&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;Black, but I might add dark maroon streaks depending on what Bam thinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. EYE COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. HEIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;6'2"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. FAVORITE ANIMAL?&lt;br /&gt;Cat, Bat, Snakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. FAVORITE MONTH(s)?&lt;br /&gt;October, Decemeber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. YOU LIKE SUSHI?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. LAST THING YOU WATCHED?&lt;br /&gt;Spongebob movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. FAVORITE DAY(s) OF THE YEAR?&lt;br /&gt;Halloween&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. SUMMER OR WINTER?&lt;br /&gt;Winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. KISSES OR HUGS&lt;br /&gt;Both from Bam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS?&lt;br /&gt;Relationships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU BOUGHT?&lt;br /&gt;Spongebob game, new eyeliner, extra strength pain killers, sleeping pills, and a pack of Red Bull (I went shopping)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. WHO IS THE LEAST LIKELY TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?&lt;br /&gt;Jonne since he did it already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING?&lt;br /&gt;"Frankenstein"-Mary Shelley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. ANYONE IN LOVE WITH YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Bam</content>
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    <title>willa_walo @ 2006-07-28T15:46:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-28T20:53:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-28T20:53:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can't believe I'm saying this, but...I think I have to go back to rehab. This is insane. I can't do this anymore. I need help. I don't want Bam to have to deal with me anymore, but I know he won't give up. I wish he would, though. I mean, I'm pregnant and I'm bulimic. I don't wanna be like this anymore...</content>
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    <title>willa_walo @ 2006-07-26T14:45:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-26T14:47:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-26T14:47:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"War Pigs"- Black Sabbath</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay, so I suck at updates...I've been in the hospital for a few days since my lovely ex decided to kick my ass. I also found out I'm pregnant, but I still don't know if it's okay yet. Fun fun...I swear if I didn't have Bam I might be dead right now...I kinda want to be.</content>
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    <title>willa_walo @ 2006-05-30T20:08:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-31T01:12:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-31T01:12:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">God I miss Bam...I know I haven't been paying much attention to him and I feel horrible for that. Physically he's with me, but not emotionally. I love him so much and I don't wanna fuck it up. I know I shouldn't have brought up Brian, but I thought he should know about someone who was very important to me...but I'd gladly give up my memories of Brian just so Bam knew that I truly love him...</content>
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    <title>willa_walo @ 2006-05-29T02:13:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-29T07:13:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-29T07:13:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay...there's a problem. I was looking through some old pictures and I found a bunch of me and Brian together...he was the only one who's never hit me or treated me like shit for the time we were together. I loved Brian so much. It broke my heart to leave him, but I had to. Now I'm remembering all the times I had with him it makes me miss him. I mean, I love Bam more than anything, but just sometimes...</content>
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    <title>willa_walo @ 2006-05-27T07:31:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-27T12:38:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-27T12:38:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Bammie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've put you through so much hell, but I promise I'll get better. I'll do it for you, okay? I'd do anything for you, Bam. I swear. You're my angel and I love you more than anything. If it weren't for you I wouldn't be trying to live. And I trust you with my life. I know you're not going to hurt me like the others or leave me like the others, but it'll still take some time for me to get used to that. You're my world, Bam Bam. You're the reason I write, you're the reason I draw, you're the reason I paint...and you're the reason I live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much.</content>
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    <title>Beautiful</title>
    <published>2006-05-23T14:47:37Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-23T14:47:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Dazed And Confused"-Led Zeppelin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm really REALLY nervous right now...I don't know if Bam saw my scar or not. I have a strong feeling he did, but I'm not sure. Maybe if he saw he knows how I got it...it's pretty damn obvious when someone has a huge gash on their pelvis how they got it. Especially since Bam knows how my last boyfriends treated me, but still...I don't want him to think I'm just this hideous "thing" with a bunch of scars. I don't know what I'd do if he left me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I wrote another song for him...it's something that I wanna be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Beautiful"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one look into your eyes &lt;br /&gt;One look and I'm crying &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're so beautiful &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one kiss and I'm alive &lt;br /&gt;One kiss and I'm ready to die &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're so beautiful &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one touch and I'm on fire &lt;br /&gt;One touch and I'm crying &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're so beautiful &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one smile and I'm wild &lt;br /&gt;One smile and I'm ready to die &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're so beautiful &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and you're so beautiful &lt;br /&gt;My darling &lt;br /&gt;Oh you're so beautiful &lt;br /&gt;You're so beautiful &lt;br /&gt;Oh my baby &lt;br /&gt;You're so beautiful &lt;br /&gt;And you're so beautiful &lt;br /&gt;Oh my darling &lt;br /&gt;Oh my baby &lt;br /&gt;And you're so beautiful</content>
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    <title>For You</title>
    <published>2006-05-22T20:53:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-22T20:53:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Beth"-KISS</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, here's a song I wrote for...someone...they should know who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the grace of your love I writhe in pain&lt;br /&gt;In 666 ways I love you and I hope you feel the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm killing myself for your love and again all is lost&lt;br /&gt;In 777 ways I love you 'til my death do us apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm for you - and I'm dying for your love&lt;br /&gt;I'm for you - and my heaven is wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;I'm for you - and I'm dying for your love&lt;br /&gt;I'm for you - and my heaven is wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 666 ways I love you and my heaven is wherever&lt;br /&gt;you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you - I am here for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you - I am here for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you - I am here for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you - I am here for you</content>
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    <title>Uh-oh...</title>
    <published>2006-05-19T20:31:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-19T20:31:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Goodbye To Romance"-Ozzy Osbourne</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, I haven't talked to Bam in a few days and that's worrying me...I hope I didn't do something wrong...that's normally what I do right about now. I hope he's not mad at me...great, now I have to think about what I did...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:willa_walo:1308</id>
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    <title>Wow...</title>
    <published>2006-05-16T22:41:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-16T22:41:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"War Pigs"-Black Sabbath</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Alright...Bam wants me. It's weird as hell, but he wants me. And I want him, naturally. He stayed when I told him I was hurt, he stayed when I cried, he stayed when I said I loved him...and he stayed when I tried to push him away. No one's ever done that. He really does love me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my Finnish ass kicked last night by (what else?) jock assholes who think they're better because they can throw a fucking ball made of cow hide. Anyway, I didn't want to tell Bam, but he layed on my ribs, so I kinda had to. It didn't go over well and I feel sorry for the guys if Bam ever sees them. I've never had anyone stand up for me before. I sort of like it. He said that he won't let anyone hurt me again...and I believe that.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:willa_walo:1043</id>
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    <title>A Note...</title>
    <published>2006-05-15T14:18:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-15T14:18:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Goin' To California"-Led Zeppelin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Bammie, listen...there's a lot of shit you don't know about me and I'd be glad to tell you, but...I'm just scared that once you know you won't "want" me anymore. You'll just think I'm a whore like the rest of them do. And I don't think I can take that since...I...I think I love you. So, please don't hurt me...please...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:willa_walo:881</id>
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    <title>Oh God...</title>
    <published>2006-05-14T23:24:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-14T23:24:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Hand Of Doom"-Black Sabbath</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Why do I do this shit to myself? I just don't understand. I should know better by now, but I don't. I don't think I ever will. Every person I've ever been with has screwed me over both emotionally and physically. I can't take getting hurt again. I'm afraid...I'm afraid he's gonna make me fall in love with him and then hurt me like the rest. I don't want another bruise. I can't take it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scary thing is that I think I'm already in love with him. It sounds so fuckin' cheesy, but it's like one of those "love at first sight" kind of things. He said that he doesn't think he could ever leave me. I want to believe him, but it's so hard. Everyone who's said that ends up beating the living hell outta me later on. Yet, as scared as I am...I can't help wanting to be with him 24/7. And as I write this, my heart hurts like you wouldn't believe since he's not by my side...</content>
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    <title>Skaters</title>
    <published>2006-05-12T23:17:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-12T23:17:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"When The Levee Breaks"-Led Zeppelin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I can't fucking believe I'm falling for a skater. What the hell is wrong with me? I didn't come here for a damn love, I came here for...well...it wasn't my choice to come here at all, but that's besides the point. I can't fall for anyone...I can't...but for some reason I find myself looking out the window every five minutes to see if he's skating.</content>
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    <title>The First Entry</title>
    <published>2006-05-12T17:50:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-12T17:50:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Iron Man"-Black Sabbath</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, I started my first day of class...that was a bloody nightmare. I can tell this is going to be a "fun" year. Thank the good Lord it was raining outside. At least I got some joy out of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update later.</content>
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