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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 06:07:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Someday You Will Be Loved</title>
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  <description>im back after almost a year....i forgot the password to my other journal...so im just gonna try to post some of my stuff on this long forgotten one. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wrote this back in my &apos;obsessed with buffy&apos; days...which is still somewhat going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt in a happy mood either.&lt;br /&gt;originally posted on kennedyfanfic.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;songfic to death cab for cuties song &quot;someday you will be loved&quot; off of their album Plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title:Someday You Will Be Loved&lt;br /&gt;Author: Me! haha&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Willow/Kennedy&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, i am merely borrowing them for my pleasure :)&lt;br /&gt;i also do not own the song &quot;Someday You Will Be Loved&quot; it belongs to the wonderful band - Death Cab for Cutie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow was sitting on her front porch, watching the sun rise. It was her favorite time of day. All the things that go bump in the night would go back and hide, while the world woke up. It was strangely bittersweet. Just like her thoughts lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the battle with the first the gang and the newly activated slayers had all gone their separate ways. For a while Willow and Kennedy stayed in Cleveland to help start up the slayer school. Everything was going well, they were happy or so it seemed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once knew a girl&lt;br /&gt;In the years of my youth&lt;br /&gt;With eyes like the summer&lt;br /&gt;All beauty and truth&lt;br /&gt;In the morning I fled&lt;br /&gt;Left a note and it read&lt;br /&gt;Someday you will be loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, after having a nice romantic dinner, Kennedy said those three little words. Those three little words that usually instill feelings of happiness and joy in people. Those three little words that caused a wave of panic to surge through Willow. Those three little words that caused Willow to run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning after her little confession, the young brunette found herself alone in bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot pretend that I felt any regret&lt;br /&gt;Cause each broken heart will eventually mend&lt;br /&gt;As the blood runs red down the needle and thread&lt;br /&gt;Someday you will be loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For five long years the Scooby Gang didn&apos;t hear from the red-head. It was as if she had disappeared from the face of the earth. They all just tried to live their lives, and help Kennedy deal with the heartbreak. For five long years they had no idea where Willow was. They thought she moved somewhere far away. They never suspected that she would return. That Willow was closer than they thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;its been five years. five long years. She is better off without me. She needed to be with someone that loves her. But for some reason i just cant seem to forget her. But its not like i loved her....right? right.&lt;br /&gt;then why am i here, spying on her.?&apos; Willow thought. she sat inside a quaint little bookstore that was across the street from a coffee shop that she knew Kennedy visited frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ll be loved you&apos;ll be loved&lt;br /&gt;Like you never have known&lt;br /&gt;The memories of me&lt;br /&gt;Will seem more like bad dreams&lt;br /&gt;Just a series of blurs&lt;br /&gt;Like I never occurred&lt;br /&gt;Someday you will be loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos; I&apos;m just making sure she&apos;s alright.&apos; Even her own thoughts sounded pathetic to her. She missed her friends, but she was too scared to go back. She had runaway from her problems, and her family. But leaving was for the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the young latina should have moved on by now. She should have forgotten all about willow by now. And &apos;Hopefully,&apos; willow thought, &apos;i&apos;ll be able to return soon&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may feel alone when you&apos;re falling asleep&lt;br /&gt;And every time tears roll down your cheeks&lt;br /&gt;But I know your heart belongs to someone you&apos;ve yet to meet&lt;br /&gt;Someday you will be loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The redhead stood outside Kennedy&apos;s window, she knew if somebody saw her she would not be able to explain what she was doing there. But she had to make sure. She had to know for sure if the young woman had moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What she saw really shocked her. There was Kennedy the usually brass, confident, strong woman--crying. In that moment Willow did not see the self assured young woman that had pursued her all those years ago. She saw this fragile, self conscious, little girl. She saw a broken doll. A doll she had broken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Oh my God. What have i done? i should have let her down easy, i ...i did this... but it was for the best, she deserved better.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ll be loved you&apos;ll be loved&lt;br /&gt;Like you never have known&lt;br /&gt;The memories of me&lt;br /&gt;Will seem more like bad dreams&lt;br /&gt;Just a series of blurs&lt;br /&gt;Like I never occurred&lt;br /&gt;Someday you will be loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ll be loved you&apos;ll be loved&lt;br /&gt;Like you never have known&lt;br /&gt;The memories of me&lt;br /&gt;Will seem more like bad dreams&lt;br /&gt;Just a series of blurs&lt;br /&gt;Like I never occurred&lt;br /&gt;Someday you will be loved&lt;br /&gt;Someday you will be loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With one final look inside the house Willow left.&lt;br /&gt;As willow walked away into the darkness she whispered, &quot;Someday Kennedy, you will be loved. I&apos;m sorry i couldn&apos;t do that for you.&quot;</description>
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  <category>death cab for cutie</category>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 May 2007 21:50:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>wow. almost a year has gone by...</title>
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  <description>since my last entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess with blogs on myspace and my own handwritten journal, i forgot that i had this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i will start posting more....unless i procrastinate lol</description>
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  <lj:music>heart rate 160- killola</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 21 May 2006 03:36:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the end is near.</title>
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  <description>high school is almost over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is my last saturday of high school...ever. unless you count the saturday before graduation...which i dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only 2 official days of school left....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it both scares me and excites me. it scares me because all my life, school has always been pretty straight forward. and so structured. and now...now i wont have that. college is different. i dont think i will be able to handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time...im excited to finally be finished with school, all my &apos;hard&apos; work paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im more scared and sad than i am excited. alot of my friends will still be in high school. thats depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont be able to spend alot of time with them...because they will be busy with band and stuff...and i wont. i guess i can always hang with frances, unless she is working. but its not the same....i hang out with alot of young people...like candice, jordyn, sarah, simone, ashley, god. even megan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss seeing them every single day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna go ...but i will update on EVERYTHING that has happened.</description>
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  <lj:music>hype- tegan and sara</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2006 17:31:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>getting ready</title>
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  <description>so im getting ready to go to school at....11:32 pm....haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah....i didnt go to my first 2 classes...although i might be in time for the last part of health...who knows...i will update more after school...adios</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Feb 2006 06:54:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>maybe....</title>
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  <description>i think i might have fixed my error from yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i bought the news paper this morning...at like 6:30.(more on this later) and there &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; an article in there about the meet...just not annies story....anywho....underneath the article it usually has the email of the guy...so i email him.... and i was like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i didnt give you any good material...i was nervous...and all that jazz....he emailed me back...and he was like you were great...and her story will be printed b4 state...and that i probably made it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i sent him another email...and i wrote exactly what i felt...well....not &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt; but you know what i mean...i wrote...here...why dont i just copy and paste...its still not everything i would like to : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;she really is a great person, not just on the &apos;field&apos; (aka in the water), she is one of those people that i am truly blessed to have in my life. she is so down to earth.... its like she doesnt let what happens in the water affect her personality....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;after the meet yesterday, we all went out to eat, and she came by and sat with me, and i joked and said she should sign my shirt....she laughed and said...yeah maybe one day if i ever get famous (or something along those lines)... but she already is famous....well at least she is in my book. =)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and thats why she is my hero&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i emailed that back to him.... like...its not all i would have like to say....but i mean, i dont even know her that well.....but...she really is my hero....i had like almost no friends in digital photography and she talked to me...randomly one day....she thinks im cool, which im not. she is beautiful, both inside and out. she is so nice, like the nicest person you will ever meet x 100....and she is sooo funny... she makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really do have a crush on her...too bad she is straight.. oh well. so yeah...hopefully i fixed my little error from yesterday....and hopefully i can get a ride to go to state in two weeks to see her swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah before i forget...here is a picture of annie and i two weeks ago at the district meet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b57/trumpitplayer/IMG_1034.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the picture from yesterday was probably 10 times better....maybe i can ask her to get it from her brother, cuz i look ugly in this picture. of course she looks hot like always =)</description>
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  <category>annie rocks!</category>
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  <lj:mood>cuz annie chandler is my hero!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Feb 2006 05:32:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>swim meet</title>
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  <description>im such an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the swim meet today....and i was wearing my annie is my hero shirt....so this reporter from the express news comes up cuz he is doing a story on annie chandler, and asks me why she is my hero...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like sooo embarrassed and nervous that all i can say is &apos;she is really nice&apos; and i went off of that....what i really wanted to say was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;everything she does is amazing. she is nice, smart, beautiful, talented. how many people can be amazing swimmers and still be so down to earth and smart? she will talk to you even if you arent cool, she is an amazing swimmer, but an even more amazing person.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD!!! FUCK LIFE. i wish i had not been nervous....cuz that would have looked better in an article. fuck life....fuck it twice. in the ass.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Jan 2006 06:59:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>so yeah...</title>
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  <description>so yeah...i got the livejournal thing to work. but really who cares...no one will read this...im not gona give my friends this link. im just gona use it when i feel to tired to manually write out my thoughts and stuff into my actual journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i also made one so i could download degrassi episodes...but thats besides the point =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lets see....what can i put on here....its 12:55 i have school tomorrow...im getting there at like 7:30...but im still up cuz i have to straighten my hair. and cuz i just bought a stupid thing online to convert videos for my ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gona go straighten my hair now....i&apos;ll write more tomorrow...or should i say today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;33</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2006 00:16:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>YESS!!</title>
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  <description>i got it to work...finally....well i need to fix somethings...but its not that big of a deal....im soooo happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nowrap&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://livejournal.com/community/threadless_lj&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y96/threadless_lj/banner.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gona go fix those things...</description>
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  <lj:music>we looked like giants-death cab for cutie</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Jan 2006 23:02:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>bah</title>
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  <description>i hate computers....i just got this lj...and im trying to find layouts....and its bugging the hell out of me....oh well...</description>
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