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  <title>Sarah Eger</title>
  <subtitle>Sarah Eger</subtitle>
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    <name>Sarah Eger</name>
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  <updated>2009-06-12T21:58:39Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gothic_pegusus:1259</id>
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    <title>Femslash, shoujo ai and yuri lovers help please</title>
    <published>2009-06-12T21:58:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-12T21:58:39Z</updated>
    <category term="femmeslash"/>
    <category term="haruka and michiru"/>
    <category term="artists"/>
    <category term="sailor uranus and neptune"/>
    <category term="femslash"/>
    <category term="yuri"/>
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    <content type="html">Hello. Um, this post is for any artist. Basically please come join polyvore.com and join the femslash group: &lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/group.show?id=55013" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/group.show?i&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;d=55013&lt;img alt="" class="snap_preview_icon" style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt ! important; padding: 1px 0pt 0pt; max-height: 2000px; max-width: 2000px; min-width: 0px; min-height: 0px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot;,arial,helvetica,sans-serif; float: none; position: static; left: auto; top: auto; line-height: normal; background-image: url(http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.85/theme/silver/palette.gif); background-color: transparent; visibility: visible; width: 14px; height: 12px; background-position: -1128px 0pt; background-repeat: no-repeat; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top; display: inline;" src="http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.85/t.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,basically to show that there are people who like femslash and that it does exist. I was doing a banner for a fanfic and got permission from the author to do so and one of my contacts...actually quite a few called it disgusting and yeah I dleted the comments but it did get to me.I politely told one of the poepl off and then when others posted she went like, &amp;quot;see other people find it disgusting too :p&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; So please help me out. Thank you for your time. The femsalsh group is for any fandom. Harry potter included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My collections:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/bellice_alice/collection?id=149715"&gt;http://www.polyvore.com/bellice_alice/collection?id=149715&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/femslash/collection?id=151706"&gt;http://www.polyvore.com/femslash/collection?id=151706&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gothic_pegusus:807</id>
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    <title>Without you</title>
    <published>2007-06-12T02:16:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-12T02:16:02Z</updated>
    <category term="my girlfriend worried depressed scared"/>
    <lj:music>Avril lavigne</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;June 8, 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt"&gt;Without You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;My spirit is dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;My spirit has left my body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;All my passion has disappeared from my being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;I walk in the hallways alone and run away when my friends approach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;Tears come and go as I dress in black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;My hat covering my eyes, hiding my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;My heart doesn’t beat like it used to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;So many times I’ve asked myself, “Where are you, Jenn,” expecting an answer would arrive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;It didn’t and it left me dead and crushed inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;You were the reason I survived freshman year, all because of the love you gave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;Haven’t heard from you in two months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;And I’ve cried every night, asking myself, “What have I done?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;I’ve never regarded myself as high as I should &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;Only my poems and nothing else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;Then I feel so inadequate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;I’m shy, scared and idiotic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;I’m only good at writing and my art…has become somewhat stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;But, when you came in my life, I became less shy and more confident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;But, two months have passed and I never received your words of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;You’ve disappeared &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;And without you, I’ve become that shy girl again; who thinks less of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;Without you, I feel like I should be dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;No blood flowing through me, no worried words from my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;Not bothering anyone again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;It hurts when I see couples kissing at school, receiving words of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;Because I wish that were you and me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;When I was depressed, I drew broken hearts on my papers and my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;But when you came, those broken hearts turned to full hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;But without you, I am drawing them again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;I even come up with heart translations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;Without you, I am nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;Without you, I am broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;Without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gothic_pegusus:573</id>
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    <title>Shaky</title>
    <published>2007-03-07T23:40:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-07T23:40:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sweet Sacrifice</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Just had to present my art in well, Art. I HATE to public speak ..I get too shy, shaky and yeah. It's so annoys me because then i feel weak. I'm not saying I'm strong, but I hate being weak. Anyways the teacher liked me because I got my main points across and spoke from my heart.</content>
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