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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Jul 2008 07:51:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>emotional wreck = poetry!</title>
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  <description>1. i want to know you&lt;br /&gt;and drown in your warmth.&lt;br /&gt;it feels like its been years&lt;br /&gt;and only time can tell us&lt;br /&gt;where to go&lt;br /&gt;but time has no motion&lt;br /&gt;while we&apos;re here&lt;br /&gt;and the lights are so blinding&lt;br /&gt;your love is so binding&lt;br /&gt;and i feel the need&lt;br /&gt;of your arms&lt;br /&gt;your presence slowly&lt;br /&gt;suffocates me&lt;br /&gt;as i drown in your warmth&lt;br /&gt;and your air tightens my lungs&lt;br /&gt;and if i died today, forever i&apos;d be&lt;br /&gt;happy to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.i never had a single doubt about you&lt;br /&gt;til i figured out that you gave up before trying.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why you&apos;d be so cruel&lt;br /&gt;but i remember your similarity to the last one&lt;br /&gt;so i&apos;ve thought about giving it another try&lt;br /&gt;but why should i hurt myself like that?&lt;br /&gt;why give your all when you&apos;ve got nothing?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish on stars&lt;br /&gt;but i&apos;ve found those stars to be black holes&lt;br /&gt;cause i keep getting the worst of luck,&lt;br /&gt;i gave up not too long ago.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m not proud of it but what else is there to do&lt;br /&gt;when you&apos;ve given your all while you&apos;ve got nothing?&lt;br /&gt;why waste another reath when&lt;br /&gt;i could use it on someone who truly cares&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s too bad you&apos;re a fraud.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 03:27:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>more?</title>
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  <description>1. i miss the days when everything was easy&lt;br /&gt;and mom could take care of the worst.&lt;br /&gt;a band-aid cured every pain&lt;br /&gt;now it&apos;s just too big and i&apos;ve got a hole in my heart where you used to be&lt;br /&gt;nothing&apos;s right until the void is filled&lt;br /&gt;but it was there you lived for so long&lt;br /&gt;i thought you&apos;d be there forever&lt;br /&gt;i guess i was wrong, i&apos;m only human&lt;br /&gt;now the past keeps creeping up on me and your name comes into play&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that you&apos;d be my future, but that was just a dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. it seems so long since we last talked&lt;br /&gt;things have changed, and you don&apos;t seem to care&lt;br /&gt;my hearts been torn apart with a racecar&lt;br /&gt;as you stand there in awe.&lt;br /&gt;the situation&apos;s only gotten worse&lt;br /&gt;but i haven&apos;t forgotten yet&lt;br /&gt;how great you&apos;ve been&lt;br /&gt;but the time has come&lt;br /&gt;lets get this overwith&lt;br /&gt;the end is near and i&apos;m still waiting to hear&lt;br /&gt;the stories you&apos;ve got to tell&lt;br /&gt;but you&apos;re not willing to listen&lt;br /&gt;to what i&apos;ve gotta say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; even though you&apos;re gone&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;ve still got me lost for words&lt;br /&gt;i can&apos;t stop lying to myself, saying you&apos;ll come back&lt;br /&gt;even though you&apos;re not coming back.&lt;br /&gt;i like to stay optimistic about these things that just make no sense&lt;br /&gt;hoping that i&apos;ll get some clarity in response to this mess&lt;br /&gt;even though there&apos;s no chance.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope someday&lt;br /&gt;and i know someday&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;ll come running back to me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 May 2008 06:25:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>suffocation</title>
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  <description>jeanette+thoughts+vicodin from getting wisdom teeth out = decent poetry.&lt;br /&gt;read and comment plz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate that i can&apos;t even convince my stupid self&lt;br /&gt;even though i want you so badly&lt;br /&gt;i can&apos;t avoid these feelings much longer&lt;br /&gt;and i want you to know right now&lt;br /&gt;this brain is just getting to me&lt;br /&gt;and i don&apos;t know what to say anymore&lt;br /&gt;i can&apos;t even breathe because i&apos;m&lt;br /&gt;slowly suffocating in your presence&lt;br /&gt;hoping to find that you too are gasping for breath&lt;br /&gt;but maybe it&apos;s just a figment of my imagination&lt;br /&gt;or maybe my thoughts are all cliche&lt;br /&gt;i just want to know right now&lt;br /&gt;are we gonna make a fire up in mcbride&lt;br /&gt;or am i just more dirt thrown on the side of your street?&lt;br /&gt;tell me now, so i can stop wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;and start over again hoping for another guy&lt;br /&gt;to fall for me like i did for you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Apr 2008 03:31:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>more?</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;jesus, my live journal is becoming a freakin&apos; poetry site lol.&amp;nbsp; enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my feelings are slowly tattering &lt;br /&gt;the thoughts you leave sift through my head like rocks &lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s hard to believe, but it&apos;s there. &lt;br /&gt;more than once you&apos;ve left me speechless &lt;br /&gt;and i tripped on the uneven concrete &lt;br /&gt;i fell on the broken glass you left behind.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. thankful for the jubilance you used to bring &lt;br /&gt;i&apos;d return if it weren&apos;t so hard &lt;br /&gt;you drive me up the&amp;nbsp;wall in a jack knifing 18 wheeler &lt;br /&gt;and i never return. &lt;br /&gt;woefully morose as the guilt sinks in &lt;br /&gt;dragging me to my painful death &lt;br /&gt;although i love you so much &lt;br /&gt;i cannot bear to handle this any longer &lt;br /&gt;you kill me silently, horrifically as &lt;br /&gt;this feeling of guilt sinks in once more &lt;br /&gt;rejecting the past to be my future &lt;br /&gt;and taking a new lead &lt;br /&gt;to avoid this tragedy that might occur</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 04:17:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>captivation</title>
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  <description>some new poems! &lt;br /&gt;i enjoy writing, bet you couldn&apos;t tell?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;u&gt;captivation of a lonely heart&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;if only your words could set me free&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;from this imprisoned heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;and the everlasting tension would diminish&lt;br /&gt;put our differences in the dark closet&lt;br /&gt;and tell me how it feels&lt;br /&gt;if it is the same&lt;br /&gt;or is it a new abundance of hummingbirds?&lt;br /&gt;you bring chills to my spine&lt;br /&gt;and the birds to my stomach&lt;br /&gt;you have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;your voice makes my heart skip&lt;br /&gt;and your eyes look through my soul&lt;br /&gt;oh, i wish your words would release me&lt;br /&gt;from this captivation of a lonely heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;u&gt;untitled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;the qualities you portray are more than actions&lt;br /&gt;it shows how you really feel&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m trying to decide which path to take&lt;br /&gt;whether to embrace it or to wait for a vivid discussion?&lt;br /&gt;listening to your voice makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;how you hide these things so well&lt;br /&gt;i admire your thoughts and i think about how badly&lt;br /&gt;i want to know your side of the story.&lt;br /&gt;your beauty inspires me more than anything ever could.&lt;br /&gt;and even if we are to embark on our opposite ways,&lt;br /&gt;i will always love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;u&gt;trying to write out of boredom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;thoughts of you clogging my mind&lt;br /&gt;making me unable to function&lt;br /&gt;wishing something would happen&lt;br /&gt;is your song about someone special&lt;br /&gt;or just another bluff?&lt;br /&gt;nobody knows how i never get sick&lt;br /&gt;of hearing your voice&lt;br /&gt;or how great hearing it once makes me feel&lt;br /&gt;it feels as though you are singing to me&lt;br /&gt;oh, how badly i wish you really were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;u&gt;english class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;inability to concentrate&lt;br /&gt;originality has ceased&lt;br /&gt;but only here.&lt;br /&gt;no sympathy for the imaginative soul&lt;br /&gt;praise for the idiotic&lt;br /&gt;ideas are freed from me&lt;br /&gt;thoughts have escaped&lt;br /&gt;the improper spreads faster than an epidemic&lt;br /&gt;barbaric things own this place&lt;br /&gt;and the intelligence has fled the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;u&gt;untitled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;i&apos;m losing touch with my own senses&lt;br /&gt;avoiding all that is real&lt;br /&gt;the tattered soles of my shoes&lt;br /&gt;show you the fatigue i&apos;ve endured&lt;br /&gt;appearance is all.&lt;br /&gt;the knots in my hair&lt;br /&gt;show you how unorganized i tend to be.&lt;br /&gt;and the scars on my knees&lt;br /&gt;tell you where i&apos;ve been&lt;br /&gt;appearance is more than all&lt;br /&gt;it tells a story of the person inside&lt;br /&gt;but only if you would let it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;u&gt;holden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;sometimes i understand how holden feels&lt;br /&gt;misunderstood and out of place&lt;br /&gt;in this world full of users&lt;br /&gt;but you learn to face your problems&lt;br /&gt;only not by running away&lt;br /&gt;just because someone in this miserable world&lt;br /&gt;may want you to stay.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 03:03:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>poetry!</title>
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  <description>just the newer ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.)  making the wise unimportant&lt;br /&gt;degrading the thoughts of kind&lt;br /&gt;taunts are not welcome here&lt;br /&gt;feeling slightly past unappreciated&lt;br /&gt;moving on to unwanted&lt;br /&gt;the strength acquired is now useless and pathetic&lt;br /&gt;and destroyed by this hatefulness&lt;br /&gt;whatever cruel comes to mind&lt;br /&gt;overwhelms the true meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.)  impossible to decipher the illusions&lt;br /&gt;the shield is the fog in the way&lt;br /&gt;the mist creates a hurdle through the path&lt;br /&gt;the sun clears it out now&lt;br /&gt;but the sun doesn&apos;t shine here.&lt;br /&gt;it only shines in the myths of Happiton&lt;br /&gt;with the happy people living carefree&lt;br /&gt;the blizzard you create is yet another&lt;br /&gt;obstacle in this journey of finding&lt;br /&gt;yourself along with me&lt;br /&gt;discovery is important but this is just&lt;br /&gt;beginning to show as a waste of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) taped under the finest polyester&lt;br /&gt;hidden from the surrounding&lt;br /&gt;this long cloth drapes over shoulders&lt;br /&gt;and is now my disguise.&lt;br /&gt;this tunnel i am buried in will not let me escape.&lt;br /&gt;the goldfish swim around my atmosphere as i ponder&lt;br /&gt;the cloth is soon to be torn&lt;br /&gt;or shall i stay undercover and&lt;br /&gt;watch as the world around me collapses and dies?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Jan 2008 04:48:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i feel like a hero, and you&apos;re my heroine.</title>
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  <description>so i&apos;m a junior yadda yadda its all late.  this year is okay i guess, a little more drama than last year but not really its about the same.  backstabbing bitches &amp; fights and all that goodshit. :) well today actually i presented my graduation project, and i passed it! one less thing that i have to worry about, right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but umm.&lt;br /&gt;idk what else to say?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Sep 2007 21:46:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>great. I love it!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Sep 2007 21:46:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I know, I haven&apos;t updated in forever! So much has changed these past few months. School is back, I&apos;m getting almost straight A&apos;s, and everything is going</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2007 05:24:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>wish on a star</title>
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  <description>Do you ever wish that your life could be great?  That nothing was wrong with you, that you had several good friends?  That your friends would never replace you with someone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is sadly how I feel..&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I weren&apos;t thrown aside like an old rag.  Best friend my ass..  You only talk to me when there is nobody else around. Fuck you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh--Ash--if you read this, you know who this is about already, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was a miraculous thing that would make everything better.. oh wait! There&apos;s God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all I need to do is rely on him and everything will be better.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Jun 2007 06:29:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ugh.</title>
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  <description>This past week has kinda, well, sucked.  Except Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Saturday was my birthday (happy sweet 16.. hah).  I went to a concert.. and it was so much fun.  I got to see someone that I was really looking forward to seeing.. his band was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, dad&apos;s been in the hospital since.. Monday?  He called the cops, and we took him to Western Psych.  Apparently, he hadn&apos;t been taking any of his medications.  Not for his blood, gout, heart, bipolar, or anything.  He has hypertension, so the doctors normally want his blood pressure to be over 90.  When they checked it, it was &lt;b&gt;OVER 200&lt;/b&gt;.  That is just plain ridiculous!  I know it&apos;s not fun to be on medication, but I&apos;d rather take the stuff and be healthy.  You could tell something was up with him, because for the past week or so, he hasn&apos;t shut up, and he&apos;s been talking a load of bullshit.  When we went to visit him today, he was saying we&apos;re going to move to Fox Chapel into the Heinz farm.  Isn&apos;t that just hilarious?? We can&apos;t even afford to live here!  He probably won&apos;t be out until after July 4th, so this holiday is going to suck.  It&apos;s no fun with him around.  Nothing is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been trying to help my mom as much as possible lately, because I know how much stress she&apos;s under.  I feel horrible for her, she shouldn&apos;t have to deal with this shit.  She&apos;s such a strong person, I admire her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, not much going on..</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 May 2007 23:01:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>update</title>
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  <description>Yeah, finally felt like updating this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so unwanted anymore.  Like, all my friends have boyfriends or always have other plans to deal with... why can&apos;t I have anything, anyone?  I hate talking about anything because I&apos;m tired of pissing people off.  I like this one guy but I highly doubt I have a chance with him.  I feel worthless.  Ugh, it&apos;s just overwhelming and seems like nobody gives a shit about me and I&apos;m invisible or something.  All I want to do is love and be loved.  Is that so hard to ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to fall in love.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2007 21:20:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>poetry comes to me</title>
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  <description>I just got random inspiration last week to write a poem.. so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its staring me in the face&lt;br /&gt;yet still is not found&lt;br /&gt;the mystery unfolds slowly&lt;br /&gt;destroying my dignity&lt;br /&gt;annihilating peace&lt;br /&gt;tragedy arises&lt;br /&gt;drama is no longer forbidden&lt;br /&gt;your words hit me like bullets&lt;br /&gt;yet i&apos;m still here&lt;br /&gt;designing my future&lt;br /&gt;falling into pieces&lt;br /&gt;wishing to not be fooled&lt;br /&gt;by your misleading ways&lt;br /&gt;yet again, i&apos;ve fallen&lt;br /&gt;your words are a poison&lt;br /&gt;your face, death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comment &amp; tell me what you think, k?  i&apos;d appreciate it.</description>
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  <lj:music>mozart- dies irae</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Apr 2007 17:51:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>so i guess...</title>
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  <description>I was just tired, I feel much better than before.  And it&apos;s a beautiful day.  Who can be miserable on a beautiful day?  I mean, come on!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Apr 2007 05:42:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>continuing on..</title>
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  <description>I feel rejected, alone, misplaced.. I really just need someone to talk to and help me out.  Nobody seems to care or understand.  That&apos;s probably why I&apos;ve even just been talking to my animals lately.  My moods are so, like, wacky.  I feel depressed all the time, and then sometimes I just feel like I&apos;m on a high.  The smallest things can make me feel pissed off and mad.  I just want to feel like I&apos;m in control of myself and my emotions again.  I want to be able to please the people I love without hurting myself and who I am, and without destroying my dignity.  It feels like nobody is there for me to love, for them to love me back.  I really need someone.... desperately....</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Apr 2007 05:37:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ready to end it all.</title>
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  <description>So I read a friend of mine&apos;s lj and I noticed they have some stuff up there about myself that I guess they don&apos;t want to take down.  Really makes my day.  Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I went to Tiffany&apos;s party and had some fun, and that&apos;s the highlight of my weekend.  That&apos;s about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into a sorta fight with Katie.. she&apos;s pointing the blame at me again.  Wonderful.  I guess I ruin everything.  Why don&apos;t I just end it all and run away from life?  I question myself this every day.  It seems as though nobody cares.. I just want to get away from it all.  It feels like I have nobody to talk to, because if I do talk to them, they get angry at me for wanting to talk about something I really need to.  I need to vent my emotions, let it all out.  I just need to go to a cleared area and scream at the top of my lungs, then maybe I&apos;ll feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel so depressed anymore.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Apr 2007 02:54:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>as boredom takes over....</title>
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  <description>Well, the highlight of my past few days has been getting my new iPod, and babysitting.  At least tomorrow I have a birthday party to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m getting tired of people talking about their boyfriends, their exs.  I don&apos;t have any.  I don&apos;t care about yours.  I mean, bringing them up a few times doesn&apos;t kill me but its those people who never shut the hell up.  I really wish I could get a boyfriend.  Man, do I hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life isn&apos;t as exciting as I want it to be.  I want more friends.  I want a boyfriend.  I want to have someone to always hang out with.  Some way to miraculously lose 100 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man would that make my life so much happier right about now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I sound depressed. I don&apos;t really give a damn anymore.  It&apos;s just, it feels like everyone hates me and I have nobody to spill my guts to... and I guess thats why I have a livejournal.</description>
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  <lj:music>bandcamp - someone</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Apr 2007 17:31:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>bye bye beautiful.</title>
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  <description>Ok. Im pissed off now. Christina called saying that now they aren&apos;t going to the mall until 5 which means I can&apos;t go.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Apr 2007 16:47:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hey i can txt post!</title>
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  <description>yeah its pretty sweet!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Apr 2007 16:36:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>busy bee</title>
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  <description>Today is going to be a busy day.  Hopefully in a little, Christina will call and we&apos;re going to the mall to get Easter outfits.  Then, if I get back around 4, I&apos;ll go for fish with my family, because as you know, it&apos;s Good Friday and I can&apos;t eat meat.  At 6, I have to go babysit, and once I&apos;m done with that, I&apos;m going over Sydnee&apos;s house to sleep over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully after today I won&apos;t be this busy for a while.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Apr 2007 02:05:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>waiting on the world to change</title>
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  <description>Today was a pretty cool day.  Nice weather, nice breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I put my contacts in.  But, they were burning so bad I could barely keep my eyes open at all.  I had to take them out, but I put them back in in 5th period because at 4 I had a check up to make sure they were alright, and I had to wear them, pretty much no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, we picked up Christina and we went to Korey&apos;s.  We talked about stuff we missed, old times, and other good things, and then we caught a bus to the mall.  We met a whole bunch of different people, and they were pretty cool.  Me and Christina left a little later to try and look for Easter dresses and stuff, and to leave with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, a good bit of interesting stuff, too good to put into words.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2007 02:37:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>back into place</title>
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  <description>So I&apos;ve become good friends again with Korey.  We haven&apos;t talked much in the past 4 years, but we&apos;re slowly getting back to what we used to be.  It feels like life is coming back into place, finally, after all these years. I&apos;m finally getting my schooling up. Earlier this year I was slacking too much and it ruined my life.  Now, I&apos;m almost getting straight A&apos;s and I&apos;m happy even though it costs so much to do all the work, like not hanging out with friends for a while.  It feels good to lift a huge weight off of my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I have gained another friend, I have lost another.  They used to be a good friend, and then they turned to be a weather friend, and possibly a back-stabber.  Always asking if I&apos;m mad at them... I mean, if you ask if I&apos;m mad at you, doesn&apos;t that usually mean that you&apos;re doing something for me to be mad about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I&apos;m going to the Fall Out Boy concert with Christina on May 22.  Before that, though, I&apos;m going to Virginia Beach for a chorus competition and mini-vacation on the weekend of May 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment or something.</description>
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  <lj:music>kill hannah - agent orange skies</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 13 Jan 2007 05:55:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>part of you</title>
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  <description>can`t you see&lt;br /&gt;i`m trying to catch your eye&lt;br /&gt;cause i want to be in your arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you want to do&lt;br /&gt;i can`t be perfect&lt;br /&gt;neither can you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems my effort is lost&lt;br /&gt;at only a cost&lt;br /&gt;to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interested in nothing&lt;br /&gt;sadness in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;forgetfulness isn`t coming soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dying to be in your arms&lt;br /&gt;to be in your life&lt;br /&gt;to be in your view&lt;br /&gt;dying to be a part of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to be noticed by you&lt;br /&gt;can`t you see&lt;br /&gt;you amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`m tired of time being wasted&lt;br /&gt;by attempts at catching you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`m dying to be in your arms&lt;br /&gt;to be in your life&lt;br /&gt;to be in your view&lt;br /&gt;i`m trying to catch your eye&lt;br /&gt;can`t you see i`m dying&lt;br /&gt;just to be a part of you?</description>
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