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>>murtagh lochlan o'malley

the robots awake to find that they've been taped down;;

blood club;; you just want somebody listening to what you say it doesn't matter who you are
attached at the hip;; deciphering the codes in you i need a compass, draw me a map
partners in crime;; let's take a breath, jump over the side how can you know it, if you don't even try
best friends;; maybe you get what you wanted, maybe you stumbled upon it everything you ever wanted
close friends;; we're part of the human race and all of the stars and the outer space we're part of the system plan
average friends;; swim out on a sea of faces, the tide of the human races, an answer now is what I need.
good friends;; save some face, you know you've only got one change your ways while you're young
confident friends;; dreams aren't what they used to be some things slide by so carelessly
secret friends;; i know my rights, i've been here all day and it's time for me to go, so let me know if it's alright
fake friends;; you know, you know - no you don't, you don't i wanna shine on in the hearts of men
friend of a friend;; you can take a picture of something you see In the future where will i be?
enemy turned friend;; you're going where you've been before you tell anyone who'll listen but you feel ignored
childhood friend;; looking back at sunsets on the eastside we lost track of the time dreams aren't what they used to be
acquaintance;; someone is calling my name from the back of the restaurant and someone is playing a game
protective / good influence;; and someone will drive her around down the same streets that i did
party / drinking friends;; leave the bourbon on the shelf and i'll drink it by myself and i love you endlessly

laying everybody low with a love song that he made;;

in love with;; you said, "i love you like the stars above i love you till I die" there's a place for us
future;; steal my heart and hold my tongue let me in unlock the door i've never felt this way before.
crush - on me;; don't fight for the wrong side say what you feel like say how you feel
crush - on you;; created, then drilled and invaded if somebody made it someone will mess it up
secret 'lovers';; with jealous hearts that start with gloss and curls i took my baby's breath beneath the chandelier
flirting;; with the pain that you drain from love in a car with a girl, promise me she's not your world
stalker / stalked;; on the corner of main street just tryin' to keep it in line you say you wanna move on

but tonight hollywood has never seemed so strange;;

you're so dead;; she just can't stop telling lies but it's too late for his love already caught in a trap
worst of the worst;; crashing cars in his brain keep him tied up to a dream and only she can set him free
hardcore enemies;; yeah she's got a criminal mind he's got a reason to pray his life is under the gun
backstabbing;; last time i said i was in control i had 25 debts and we both know when you come back now i'll be gone
using;; while i move away hard times don't come until tomorrow take your skin off when you listen to me
rivals;; and i promise that it won't get bad but hopefully that story ends but you ain't got nothing I never had
jealousy;; jealousy, turning saints into the sea swimming through sick lullabies choking on your alibis
scared of;; i pack my case. i check my face. i look a little bit older. i look a little bit colder. for reasons unknown.
tolerated;; i know if destiny’s kind, i’ve got the rest of my mind. but my heart, it don’t beat, the way it used to.
bad influence;; aggressively we all defend the role we play regrettably time’s come to send you on your way
friends turned enemies;; we’ve seen it all bonfires of trust flash floods of pain it doesn’t really matter don’t you worry
annoyance;; that fool’s been messin' round on me i've seen it in his eyes and on his face hold on a minute
ignored;; this behavior so unexplainable the days just slip and slide like they always did the trouble is my head
by association;; i took one last good look around so many unusual sounds i gotta get my feet on the ground
for show;; now.."why do you waste my time?" is the answer to the question on your mind and i'm sick of all my judges

we’ve seen it all bonfires of trust flash floods of pain;;

family;; come a little closer to the city lights levitation aint your only friend levitation coming back again
love / hate;; you better run for the hills before they burn listen to the sound of the world and watch it turn
crew mates;; nobody ever had a dream round here but i don't really mind that it's starting to get to me
respected;; so scared of letting me shine but I know that I can make it, as long as somebody takes me home
someone to ramble to;; a coffee shop with a cause, then i'll freak you out no sex, no drugs, no life, no love
admired;; that i've been down across a road or two but now I've found the velvet sun that shines on me and you
other;; oh don't be shy, let's cause a scene like lovers do on silver screens let's make it yeah, we'll cause a scene

flipping through a thrift store magazine;;

this plotting page was made my freddi! aka xx_pretty}}stranger at white pages! and it should not be used with out the copyright. the lyrics found about are copy righted to. the killers, who rock my world. and a bit from coldplay. because i just can't get them out of my head. but they rock to. this plotting page is welcome to anyone as long as they keep the lovely credits on. the above banner was made by whoever took the picture. as for the rules. chose as many relationships as you want. but make it interesting. the slashed relationships mean i'm not taking them anymore. while the bolded means you better have a pretty good history for me to accept it. anyone who posts here gets free imaginary cookies. because bribing is fun!

april olivia jones'
this sixteen year old queen is a
noble
blood club;; you just want somebody listening to what you say it doesn't matter who you are
house mates;; flipping through a thrift store magazine she plays the drums, i'm on tambourine
attached at the hip;; deciphering the codes in you i need a compass, draw me a map

'oh em gee, is this an example!?'
'why it certainly is!'

the girls;;

the guys;;

these are the faces of my history;;

evelyn kathryn aldridge'
this eighteen year old queen is a
noble
acquaintance;; someone is calling my name from the back of the restaurant and someone is playing a game
protective / good influence;; and someone will drive her around down the same streets that i did
tolerated;; i know if destiny’s kind, i’ve got the rest of my mind. but my heart, it don’t beat, the way it used to.
annoyance;; that fool’s been messin' round on me i've seen it in his eyes and on his face hold on a minute
love / hate;; you better run for the hills before they burn listen to the sound of the world and watch it turn
"Murtagh is an absolutely atrocious creature! I cannot express my utter dislike for this child enough. He is appalling in both character and outward appearance. His mannerisms are truly crass and he claims to be a pirate, but I cannot imagine him aboard any ship. He's far too young, and I do believe being on a ship required a a bit of respect and decency which he obviously does not possess. I ran into this child (rather, he ran into me) when in my coach on my way to some sort of social event that I cannot recall. I saw him from the window and immediately noticed the state of him. I took pity on the boy because no one should ever have to be that thin, and I called for the carriage to be stopped. Then I stepped out and tried to give the child some money so he could perhaps buy a meal or two. But he absolutely refused to take the money, claiming that he didn't want the pity of a noblewoman.

It isn't something so dreadful to be pitied, I don't think. Rather, being pitied means you ought to change something. Deflecting charity is useless in my mind, and if he doesn't want anyone to show sympathy for his plight then he ought to put himself in a state that doesn't require it. The next time I see him I'm going to berate the lad within an inch of his life... and then pay for him to eat something and perhaps bathe. He is awfully dirty."
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