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Valentine's Day Gift with The Maine

Posted on 2011.02.01 at 16:30
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Looking for the perfect Valentine's Day Gift??
Look no futher -- Listen to your heart and let her back into your arms
shop at http://www.wearethemaine.net/merch for the PERFECT gift XD

In Darkness and In Light

Posted on 2010.12.27 at 17:16
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Posted on 2010.06.04 at 09:45
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Hey everyone,
So The Maine got a new shirt out on Hot Topic, check it out, its available out on stores now


http://www.hottopic.com/hottopic/Apparel/TShirts/BandTees/The-Maine-Target-SlimFit-TShirt-972970.jsp

Inside Of You

Posted on 2010.05.08 at 18:54
Current Location: Home
Current Mood: gratefulgrateful
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Hey everyone,
I just wanted to let everyone know that The Maine has released a new song early this week called "Inside Of You" from their upcoming album title "Black and White"




and if you don't know who The Maine are go listen to their song and if you like it download it


http://itunes.apple.com/album/inside-of-you-single/id368547691









Short Story

Posted on 2010.04.22 at 14:39
Current Location: PA Class
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So I turned my last post into a short stories for my EN class…

 

The moon shines bright, a few starts up, and it’s gray night, kind of gloomy. Through the neighborhood, a small car drives by; it parks across a 2-floor house. The passenger door opens as a girl, a young, gets out with a laundry bag. She looked in pain, in the verge of crying. As soon as she got out the car, the driver speeded off. She stands there staring at the house.

 “What am I doing here?” she asked herself. She seem scare, panicking. She grabs the bag and as she starts walk up the street, a car drives by and parks in front of the house. A young man, tough looking and very demanding look guy, gets out of the car.

 “Hold on,” he spoke into the telephone, “where you waiting for me?” he asked her.
She nodded.
“Let’s go then.”

 He led her to the front door. He unlocks the house and walks in. She hesitated for a minute. Looked very sacred and worry.

 “Come on,” he said as he walked out to grab her bag.

 She walked in. It was a nice quite house. Beige colored wall, all black furniture. The TV was on. It was on commercial. She turns to face the door, and sees a woman lying in the couch. The woman is cover-up in a black blanket, beside her a baby. A baby wrap in a white blanket.

 He comes back in and puts my bag behind an empty couch. She smiles at him as he walks right passed her into a hallway, still on the phone.

 The woman turned to look at her. She gives me a look that could kill and calls out to him. “Alex, the baby is cry.”

 He looked out from the hall, and paid no mind.

 The girl stood there, froze.

 “I’ll carry him,” she finally spoke. The girl picks up the baby, and her face seem to have brighten a little more.

 He finally comes back out. “Where did she go?” he asked the lady, obviously not talking about the girl.
“I don’t know,” she replied. “I thought she was going to stay longer, but she just left a few minutes ago.”

 He looked at the girl with cold eyes as he spoke on the phone. “You should have waited for me,” he said. “No, she’s won’t be staying long.” He finally hangs up.

 “You should have called me.,” he said to the girl. “You should have called me to tell me you were coming.”
The girl looks at him. Her expression seems to have change. She seemed angry, yet the sadness in my eyes where still there. “I have to call you?” she said.

 “Yeah” he answers, “I don’t want you to come here without letting me know first. I don’t want you around if she’s going to leave every time you come. Now what do you want?” he asked her. “Nothing.” she replied, with a tear running down her eyes as she rocks the baby to sleep.



So Long For My Happy Ending

Posted on 2010.04.20 at 14:48
Current Location: School
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Dear @MeliBlack,

I don’t know how to say this, so I’m just going to say it. I’ve seem to be visit the future. Or at least my future. Nothing  have change much only I’m not me. Or So I didn’t feel like me. I felt overpowered. I felt like he had complete control of me. I felt like I had no voice, no say in anything, They had control of me. I fear the worst. You won’t let me get that far right?

Lately my phone has been quite. But I somehow I feel like it’s not over. I mean one way or another he always seem to find a way back into my life. Maybe that is why it didn’t seem to strange in the beginning, but as the story delveoped in my head, that just can’t be me. There’s no way I could let him have that control of me.

It started out with my mom dropping me off at a house, a house I now every well. A house I visit daily, a house I saw my cousins grow up in, a house just right around my old neighborhood. Beside me there was a huge laundry bag. Full with gifts…right? It has to be. There’s no way those are my belonging, but then again I do remember seeing a pillow at the top of the bag. A pillow? Why am I so scare?

As I stood there facing the house, part of me wanted to go in, the other part wanted to chase my mom down the street. I didn’t want to go in. i didn’t. So I took the bag and started walking away, just as headed up the sidewalk, I see a car making a turn. Oh I could see the neighborhood so clearly. It was a white car. I frozen as it made a stop right in front of me.

“Hold on,” he spoke to the telephone, “where you waiting for me?” he asked me.
“Yea” I nodded.
“Let’s go then.”

He lead the way to the front door. He unlocks the house and walks in. As I hesitated outside, I couldn’t help but worry. I didn’t want to go in. I felt like dropping to the floor, and crying for help. What faith was my life going to end in if I walking into that door?

“Come on,” he said as he walked out to grab my bag.

I walked in. It was a nice quite house. Beige colored wall, all black furniture. The TV was on. It was on commercial. I turn to face the door,and I see a lady. There’s a lady in the couch. she was cover up in a black blanket, beside her a baby. A baby wrap in a white blanket.

He comes back in and puts my bag behind a empty couch. I looked at him and smile as he just went right passed me into a hallway, still on the phone. The lady turned to look at us. She gives me a look that could kill and calls out to him.

“Alex, the baby is cry.” He looked out from the hall, and paid no mind.

I stood there, froze. Alex? Did she just said Alex?

“I’ll carry him,” I said. I picked up the baby, and something in me just sparked.

He finally comes back out. “Where did she go?” she asked the lady, obviously not talking about me.
“I don’t know,” she replied. “I thought she was going to stay longer, but she just left a few minutes ago.”

He looked at me with cold eyes as he spoke on the phone. “You should of waited for me” he said. “No, she’s not going stay long.” He finally hangs up.

“You should of called me.” he said to me. “You should of called me to tell me you were coming.”
I looked at him. For the first time I saw my expression change. I was angry, yet you can still see the sadness in my eyes. “I have to call you?” I said. “I have to call you if I want to see my baby.”

My baby? That can’t be my baby. I mean it can’t right? There’s no way on earth that baby can be his AND mine. NONE!

After all I’ve been through well this be my future?


In The Orchard by Muriel Stuart

Posted on 2010.04.13 at 15:14
Current Location: school =/
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"I thought you loved me." "No, it was only fun."
"When we stood there, closer than all?" "Well, the harvest moon
Was shining and queer in your hair, and it turned my head."
"That made you?" "Yes." "Just the moon and the light it made
Under the tree?" "Well, your mouth, too." "Yes, my mouth?"
"And the quiet there that sang like the drum in the booth.
You shouldn't have danced like that." "Like what?" "So close,
Whith your head turned up, and the flower in your hair, a rose
That smelt all warm." "I loved you. I thought you knew
I wouldn't have danced like that with any but you."
"I didn't know, I thought you knew it was fun."
"I thought it was love you meant." "Well, it's done." "Yes, it's done.
I've seen boys stone a blackbird, and watched them drown
A kitten… it clawed at the reeds, and they pushed it down
Into the pool while it screamed. Is that fun, too?"
"Well, boys are like that… Your brothers…" "Yes, I know.
But you, so lovely and strong! Not you! Not you!"
"They don't understand it's cruel. It's only a game."
"And are girls fun, too?" "No, still in a way it's the same.
It's queer and lovely to have a girl…" "Go on."
"It makes you mad for a bit to feel she's your own,
And you laugh and kiss her, and maybe you give her a ring,
But it's only in fun." "But I gave you everything.'
'Well, you shouldn't have done it. You know what a fellow thinks
When a girl does that." "Yes, he talks of her over his drinks
And calles her a—" "Stop that now, I thought you knew."
"But it wasn't with anyone else. It was only you."
"How did I know? I thought you wanted it too.
I thought you were like the rest. Well, what's to be done?"
"To be done" "Is it all right?" "Yes." "Sure?'" "Yes, but why?"
"I don't know, I thought you where going to cry.
You said you had something to tell me." "Yes, I know.
It wasn't anything relly… I think I'll go."
"Yes, it's late. There's thunder about, a drop of rain
Fell on my hand in the dark. I'll see you again
At the dance next week. You're sure that everything's right?"
"Yes," "Well, I'll be going." "Kiss me…" "Good night."… "Good night."

first post The Maine =)

Posted on 2010.01.19 at 10:16
Current Location: work
Current Mood: creative
Current Music: The Maine
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