urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:amandaleighmandymandymandy2008-04-14T02:42:07Zurn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:amandaleigh:390Stage.2008-04-14T02:40:14Z2008-04-14T02:42:07Z<blockquote><p align="justify">Sex is currency. She sells cars, she sells magazines. Addictive bittersweet, clap your hands with the hopeless nicotines. Everyone's a lost romantic since our love became a kissing show. Everyone's a Casanova, come and pass me the mistletoe. Sex is industry, the CEO of corporate policy. Skin-deep ministry, suburban youth hail your so-called liberty. Every advertising antic, our banner waves with a neon glow. War and love become pedantic. We wage love with a mistletoe</blockquote>