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  <title>These are my confessions</title>
  <subtitle>you think you know</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>DOLLFACE</name>
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  <updated>2007-07-18T04:51:39Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:forget2remember:92176</id>
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    <title>disappointment and regret collide</title>
    <published>2007-07-18T04:51:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-18T04:51:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>death cab for cutie</lj:music>
    <content type="html">why is that we can only be happy for other people when we are happy for ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;i cant be happy that youve moved on until i know i have too.&lt;br /&gt;it sounds like a selfish thing. you are only allowed to be content when i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade&lt;br /&gt;And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all&lt;br /&gt;And here i rest where disappointment and regret collide&lt;br /&gt;Lying awake at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bipolar? sometimes i wonder....&lt;br /&gt;change of mood so quickly doesnt feel normal. changes in thoughts and feelings. feels unnatural. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how good things get i always think about the things that didnt work out. its like a curse. everything now is fine yet i still wonder why i fucked everything else up. it doesnt matter now or at least i dont think it does. love. what is that anyways. ive said it a million times to a few different people and each time is different. how do i know what i feel is love? what if i just think its love. because as soon as you break up with someone you say "oh i didnt REALLY love them i just thought i did" what if love if just what we think we are supposed to feel because halmark tells us too. what if its not a real emotion at all. i want to believe this time its real but next year will i agree? next week? next month? what if this time isnt the real love and when its over i say "nope that wasnt it either" but i keep fooling myself into believing this time to be different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive never been more confused. the same situations. different people. is everyone this fucked up inside??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant i just be sober? life used to be easy. life used to make me happy just living. recess and show and tell. now its drugs and alcohol. when did that change? why did it change?&lt;br /&gt;i feel so used up inside i dont even know if i have enough to give.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:forget2remember:91909</id>
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    <title>sup bitches</title>
    <published>2007-01-15T19:33:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-15T19:33:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v17/fallingbomb/baby001.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is all that matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveit</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:forget2remember:91810</id>
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    <title>666</title>
    <published>2006-12-10T05:05:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-10T05:05:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>bloc to the party</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so someone should just shoot me now and get it over with.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW YOU ALL WANT TO</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:forget2remember:91526</id>
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    <title>guess what andrea has</title>
    <published>2006-10-29T23:34:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-29T23:34:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The consequences of the illness can be devastating, and may include marital break-ups, unemployment, alcohol and drug abuse. Bipolar illness is often complicated by co-occurring alcohol or substance abuse. Without effective treatment, bipolar illness leads to suicide in nearly 20% of cases.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:forget2remember:91267</id>
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    <title>get real!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
    <published>2006-10-29T22:06:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-29T22:06:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">you are so fucking fake its pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;you try SOOO fucking hard to impress every human you meet. its rediculous. its like being yourself is so fucking boring that you have to make up this whole persona you think people admire. you are so tough and original and fucking slutty. its all a big lie. a character. and you want to talk shit about me?? at least the things you say are TRUE. the REAL me. i have my faults but they are mine, not some made up story that i wish  was me.&lt;br /&gt;you are so worthless. and you know it. deep down you know how fucking worthless you really are. keep pretending, sweetheart. god forbid people find out how unoriginal you REALLY are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brutal. not really. fucking loser.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:forget2remember:91112</id>
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    <title>everyday is a winding road?</title>
    <published>2006-10-29T20:25:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-29T20:25:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so if you plan on building a bridge with me anytime soon, dont.&lt;br /&gt;and if you already have, im sorry. watch out for the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus i wish rose petals came out of my shirt when i take it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;touch and be touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if i will everrrrrrrrrr feel anything like THAT again.&lt;br /&gt;i know everyone thinks that at some point in their lives. but really. it was a once in a lifetime opportunity and i blew it.&lt;br /&gt;a long time ago. but still it affects me to this day. or is it effects. its effects. right?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:forget2remember:90814</id>
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    <title>im back bitches</title>
    <published>2006-10-22T23:47:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-22T23:47:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i dont wrestle. i fucking beat bitches up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok at least in my head i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck you, fuck you, and fuck you PRETTY BOY</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:forget2remember:90385</id>
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    <title>flavor flave</title>
    <published>2005-12-30T00:12:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-30T00:12:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i got a new digital camera today. yum&lt;br /&gt;AND i got fingered by my doctor. &lt;br /&gt;and i turned in my cosmetology papers so i should have my license in a month. yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent been drunk in a long time. i miss it. a little.&lt;br /&gt;i also miss vanessa. i have not seen her in way too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom just left town. it was good having her here. she cleaned my whole apartment. bought me groceries. took me shopping. made me dinner. did all my dishes. shes the best mommy ever.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:forget2remember:90180</id>
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    <title>i dont want to forget how your voice sounds</title>
    <published>2005-11-04T07:23:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-04T07:23:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>david banner-drip sweat</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i got a cell phone finally. call me or something. 678-9198&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i move into my apartment tomorrow. all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;ANNND i bought tons of cute stuff at ikea for my place. its going to be white, red, and black. charlie spent like $60 on me yesterday for my place. he is too sweet. and he has already made lots of artwork for my living room. i heart him a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and one more thing: cum girl im trying to get your pussy wet. work that. let me see you drip sweat. &lt;br /&gt;work that clit cum girl.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:forget2remember:89925</id>
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    <title>big deal</title>
    <published>2005-10-26T04:39:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-26T04:39:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">happy birthday to me in 3 hours</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:forget2remember:89720</id>
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    <title>charlie fucking meyer</title>
    <published>2005-10-24T03:49:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-24T03:49:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my boyfriend is better than yours.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:forget2remember:89383</id>
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    <title>im pretty sure that few would notice</title>
    <published>2005-10-20T18:12:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-20T18:12:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the past 3 days have been horrible. i've been pretty sick and run down. its all my own fault though. i have slept only 3 hours in the past 3 days and all i have eaten is two bowls of cereal. i feel pretty damn worn out. seriously after last nights breakdown im staying away from drugs. its not worth it. and its not worth losing you over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is one good thing that happened this week and that is I GOT A BOYFRIEND. yes finally i have one again. and he is the most wonderful thing ever. &amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday countdown: 6 days</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:forget2remember:89322</id>
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    <title>its my party and i'll dance if i want to</title>
    <published>2005-10-13T21:38:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-13T21:38:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my birthday is in 13 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whos throwing me a party?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:forget2remember:88944</id>
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    <title>this is so true.</title>
    <published>2005-10-12T07:27:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-12T07:27:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;  &lt;table&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td valign="top" width="255" height="600"&gt;&lt;img border="1" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RGLMf.gif" name="thebigpicture20"&gt;           &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td valign="top"&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;The Peach&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;R&lt;/b&gt;andom&lt;font shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;G&lt;/b&gt;entle&lt;font shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;ove&lt;font shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;aster (&lt;font shmolor="red"&gt;RGLMf&lt;/font&gt;)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;    Playful, kind, and well-loved, you are &lt;b&gt;The Peach&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    For such a warm-hearted, generous person, you're surprisingly experienced in both love and sex. We credit your spontaneous side; you tend to live in the moment, and you don't get bogged down by inhibitions like most women your age. If you see something wonderful, you confidently embrace it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;center&gt;  &lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="5" align="right" bgshmolor="#bbbbbb" border="0"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;  &lt;tr height="20"&gt;  &lt;td align="middle" bgshmolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;span class="tiny"&gt;Your exact opposite:&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Nymph&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img border="1" hspace="3" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/DBSDf_thumb.gif" vspace="7"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Deliberate&lt;font shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;Brutal&lt;font shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;Sex&lt;font shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;Dreamer&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;    You are a fun flirt and an instant sweetheart, but our guess is you're becoming more selective about long-term love. It's getting tougher for you to become permanently attached; and a guy who's in a different place emotionally might misunderstand your early enthusiasm. You can wreck someone simply by enjoying him. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Your ideal mate is adventurous and giving, like you. But not overly intense. &lt;br&gt;&lt;img border="1" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/square.gif"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font shmolor="red"&gt;DREAD&lt;/font&gt;: &lt;b&gt;The False Messiah&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font shmolor="blue"&gt;CONSIDER&lt;/font&gt;: &lt;b&gt;The Loverboy&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;The Playboy&lt;/b&gt;, or &lt;b&gt;The Boy Next Door&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The 32-Type Dating Test&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;OkCupid&lt;/b&gt; - Free Online Dating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;My profile name: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid="&gt;&lt;b&gt;XtheDollfaceX&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>closer</title>
    <published>2005-10-07T05:28:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-07T05:28:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: Fantasy Lover&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/fantasy-lover.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that ideal love that each of us dreams of from childhood? That's you!&lt;br /&gt;Not because you posess all of the ideal characteristics, but because you are a savvy shape shifter.&lt;br /&gt;You have the uncanny ability to detect someone's particular fantasy... and make it you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You inspire each person to be an idealist and passionate, and you make each moment memorable&lt;br /&gt;Even a simple coffee date with you can be the most romantic moment of someone's life&lt;br /&gt;By giving your date exactly what he or she desires, you quickly become the ideal lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your abilities to make dreams come true is so strong, that you are often the love of many people's lives.&lt;br /&gt;Your ex's (and even people you have simply met or been friends with) long to be yours.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt you are the one others have dreamed of... your biggest challenge is finding *your* dream lover.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>i wish i could confess everything</title>
    <published>2005-10-05T06:21:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-05T06:21:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">first day of work and i want to cry because my feet hurt bad. haha. im such a sissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i got a 30 min break to spend with charlie so that was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then charlie.......bad. very bad. its getting worse and harder to deal with and im pretty sure im freaking him out. im the worst person to be friends with . if you consider me a friend right now just stop. &lt;br /&gt;seriously its so fucking lame. WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN? same fucking situation with EVERY guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i just didnt care about boyfriends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also....i wish i did do that coke that night. and every night to be honest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck you if you want to judge me.</content>
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    <title>she was an american girl</title>
    <published>2005-09-29T04:29:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-29T04:29:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the shins</lj:music>
    <content type="html">oh yeah and i now have really blonde hair&lt;br /&gt;AND most importantly.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A JOB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats right. forever 21 employee right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paycheck soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting my own apartment before january. celebrate with me?</content>
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    <title>you are the smell before rain. you are the blood in my veins.</title>
    <published>2005-09-29T04:27:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-29T04:27:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>minus the bear</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i have NEVER seen anyone in my LIFE look as beautiful/hot/gorgeous/sexy/stunning as you looked today in that moment. especially not during a moment of intimacy! seriously everyday i look at you and smile because you are the most beautiful human i have ever layed eyes on. you are amazing inside and out. i love the way you hold my hand and the way you make me laugh and the way you dance in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you please just fall in love with me already?</content>
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    <title>hold me closer tony danza</title>
    <published>2005-09-27T11:26:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-27T11:26:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">tonight i watched boys dont cry and almost famous. both made me want to cry. so when he left i did. then i said something that i might regret. but as much as i dont want to do it i have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if im getting smarter or just making a huge mistake based on past relationships. i cant push everyone away forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i thought you were really attractive in highschool"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that really is so flattering coming from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god whatever</content>
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    <title>cant you come back</title>
    <published>2005-09-22T06:22:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-22T06:22:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>broken social scene</lj:music>
    <content type="html">if youve never been mine &lt;br /&gt;then i cant be losing you</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:forget2remember:87043</id>
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    <title>dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb</title>
    <published>2005-09-21T23:30:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-21T23:30:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yeah so um im really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why i keep getting my hopes up. &lt;br /&gt;every relationship will keep turning out the same. its pointless.&lt;br /&gt;i am so sick of caring about people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um in case you havent lead me on this year you better jump on the bandwagon</content>
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    <title>youve got the most beautiful blue eyes ive ever seen</title>
    <published>2005-09-19T18:21:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-19T18:21:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so that four letter word that once destroyed me and broke my heart into a million pieces isnt sounding so bad right now. &amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im scared because my heart is practically in your hands now and i dont want you to crush it. be gentle,please. i know you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youre amazing</content>
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    <title>constantine</title>
    <published>2005-09-19T09:11:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-19T09:11:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>charlie talking</lj:music>
    <content type="html">charlie doesnt understand this website. lee writes very wierd things in yearbooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss joey and think he is the luckiest guys ever for getting to see celebrities in gyms. i am moving to LA as soon as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end.</content>
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    <title>i got hos in different area codes</title>
    <published>2005-09-19T00:34:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-19T00:34:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>DORA THE EXPLORER ew</lj:music>
    <content type="html">3 flat tires in 24 hours. amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side i got to babysit my niece and nephew today for a couple hours and i have missed them so much. cutest kids ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate dora the explorer. its all my roomates daughter watches. so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last night i only had one mixed drink and one shot of vodka. completely passed out within an hour of being at the party. charlie drove me home and walked me to the door. as soon as i got inside i ran to the bathroom to puke all over the floor and my pants. then i passed out with no pants on and my glasses still on. then wake up at 9 am to run to the bathroom and puke more. i layed on the bathroom floor for about 4 hours throwing up. it was horrible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i want to watch a cute movie with umm.....you know who.</content>
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    <title>youre a loser</title>
    <published>2005-09-17T21:31:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-17T21:31:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sparrow and whale</lj:music>
    <content type="html">wow i guess i was unaware we were still in highschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. if youre going to use me just say so dont pretend to care about me. its annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. you amaze me more and more everyday. you are so fucking gorgeous. i cant say it enough! those eyes.........</content>
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