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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 Nov 2007 02:52:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;you have a way of coming easily to me&lt;br /&gt;and when you take&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;you take the very best of me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;so I start a fight cause I need to feel something&lt;br /&gt;and you do what you want&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot;&gt;cause I&apos;m not what you wanted&lt;br /&gt;what a shame&lt;br /&gt;what a rainy ending given to a perfect day&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;so just walk away&lt;br /&gt;no use defending words that you will never say&lt;br /&gt;and now that I&apos;m sitting here thinking it through&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot;&gt;I&apos;ve never been anywhere as cold as you..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Nov 2007 00:51:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;&quot;Let us rise up and be thankful, for if we didn&apos;t learn a lot today, at least we learned a little, and if we didn&apos;t&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;learn a little, at least we didn&apos;t get sick, and if we got sick, at least we didn&apos;t die; so, let us all be thankful.&quot;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Nov 2007 21:06:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;When you go through your life and you&apos;re 19,&lt;br /&gt;18 years into your life and you&apos;re like,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Shit, am I going to be alone forever?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Am I a son of a bitch?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Am I doomed because of things I&apos;ve done to never know love?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;For all of that, I&apos;m just searching for humanity.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;[&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#00ccff&quot;&gt;Max Bemis&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;]&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2007 01:10:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;well screw people around you. do what you want when you want.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;dont hide feelings bcuz people around you think something. people around you arent you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;and whatever decision you make if those people around you are FRIENDS they&apos;ll understand.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;my friend zach is smarter then most people will ever admit.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Nov 2007 22:10:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#ff99cc&quot;&gt;Photograph Photograph Photograph&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;Why&apos;d you have to go and take a picture of a life like that?&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;You aren&apos;t new enough.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff99cc&quot;&gt;I give up I give up I give up on you.&lt;br /&gt;Look at you,look at you,look at you.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;Pretty boy floating face down in a pond of glue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;You aren&apos;t new enough.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff99cc&quot;&gt;We give up, we give up, we give up on all those like you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;I discard all feelings. The stars scar my ceiling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I won&apos;t spare you. I won&apos;t spare you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;won&apos;t spare you won&apos;t spare you won&apos;t spare you&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff99cc&quot;&gt;I&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff99cc&quot;&gt; won&apos;t spare you. I shall grow and grow. I&apos;ll grow&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something I stumbled upon in a facebook note.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;So did you know him?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes, or... I thought I did once.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What was he like?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;He was a nice boy. Very strange, but only in such a way to give him personality. He could be very fun to be with. We&apos;d spend time together, we would do things together. You know, it&apos;s funny. I didn&apos;t know him very long before I felt like I knew him forever. I sometimes wondered what I would do without him. But I do believe he was troubled.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Troubled?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh, not in the way that you think. See, he wasn&apos;t ugly but certainly not handsome either, and I do believe he just got used to the idea of never being special. That&apos;s one thing that has bothered me for a long time now. He was unique, but was he special? Or just a face in the crowd? He could be both sometimes. Oh, I don&apos;t know; it hurts to think of him too much.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;But how did you feel of him?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You mean &apos;did I love him?&apos; No. I thought I might have once or twice, but I didn&apos;t, not really. Like I said, he was a very nice boy, nice to be around. But I never loved him.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;So what happened to him?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;We began to grow distant. Little things at first, but then I hardly ever saw him. And I&apos;ve never seen him since. He just left one day. It&apos;s for the best I suppose.&quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;i see a beautiful city, and brilliant people.&lt;br /&gt;rising from the abyss and, in their struggles&lt;br /&gt;to be truly free, in their triumphs and defeats, through&lt;br /&gt;long, long years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&amp;nbsp;see the evil of this time, and of the previous time&lt;br /&gt;of which this is the natural birth gradually making expiation&lt;br /&gt;for itself and wearing out.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#99ccff&quot;&gt;I was hoping I could tell you this with two feet on the ground&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot;&gt;Yeah, I was young and dumb, but it still was fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#333399&quot;&gt;I know you never meant to do everything you put me through&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 14 Oct 2007 23:51:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;i met this amazing boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff99cc&quot;&gt;and she would throw her life away&lt;br /&gt;to be with him, forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;It&apos;s just for the very first time, I feel&lt;/font&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#339966&quot;&gt;wicked.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Sometimes I don&apos;t even know who&amp;nbsp;I am, and i feel like no one else does either.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;It&apos;s one of those scary moments when you think.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffff00&quot;&gt;What if i&apos;m this horrible person deep down inside&amp;nbsp;and I don&apos;t even know it?&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#00ff00&quot;&gt;The truth is we all are capable of being truly horrible people, every single one of us.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#00ccff&quot;&gt;No matter how good we think we might be.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;But the only way to really know if youre good or bad is look at your intentions.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;All those screw ups don&apos;t count for nothing if your truly intended for the right thing to happen.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;You just have to be okay with the fact that our past does not define us.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffff00&quot;&gt;Our hearts do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;Even though nothing is making any sense in my life right now, i&apos;m very content.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m okay with everything wrong, I know things will work out, one thing i&apos;ve learned is they allways do.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;the boy was back from college this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;we had a sleepover last night.&lt;br /&gt;I think i&apos;m finally over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;however, our slumber party got ruined this morning because...&lt;br /&gt;first, FH gets cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;then, it&apos;s back on.&lt;br /&gt;so we all go to the school.&lt;br /&gt;to be told it&apos;s cancelled again.&lt;br /&gt;FTL. i&apos;m going the fuck&amp;nbsp;back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33cccc&quot;&gt;Do you want to fall apart?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I could if you can try to fix what I&apos;ve undone&lt;br /&gt;Cause I hate what I&apos;ve become&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;CHANGE THE WORLD.&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Change the World.&quot;&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;Turn off your TV&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leave your house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Know your neighbors&lt;br /&gt;Look up when you are walking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greet people&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Sit on your stoop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plant flowers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use your library&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Play together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy from local merchants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Share what you have&lt;br /&gt;Help a lost dog&lt;br /&gt;Take children to the park&lt;br /&gt;Garden together&lt;br /&gt;Support neighborhood schools&lt;br /&gt;Fix it even if you didn&apos;t break it&lt;/strong&gt;Sh&lt;br /&gt;Have pot lucks &lt;br /&gt;Honor elders&lt;br /&gt;Pick up litter&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read stories aloud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Dance in the street&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talk to the mail carrier&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listen to the birds&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Put up a swing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help carry something heavy&lt;br /&gt;Barter for your goods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Start a tradition&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Ask a question&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hire young people for odd jobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Organize a block party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake extra and share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ask for help when you need it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open your shades&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sing together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share your skills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take back the night&lt;br /&gt;Turn up the music&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn down the music&lt;br /&gt;Listen before you react to anger&lt;br /&gt;Mediate a conflict&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seek to understand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn from new and uncomfortable angles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Know that no one is silent though many are not heard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work to change this&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m a mission, to become a new me. a better me. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Starting Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid3&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;There is SOO much you can do.&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid4&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;There is so much good out there to be done.&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mend a quarrel.&lt;br /&gt;Seek out a forgotten friend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dismiss suspicion, and replace it with trust.&lt;br /&gt;Write a love letter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share some treasure.&lt;br /&gt;Give a soft answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Offer encouragement.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manifest your loyalty in word and deed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep a promise.&lt;br /&gt;Find the time.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive an enemy.&lt;br /&gt;Listen.&lt;br /&gt;Apologize if you are wrong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to understand.&lt;br /&gt;Flout envy.&lt;br /&gt;Examine your demands on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Think first of someone else.&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;Be kind; be gentle.&lt;br /&gt;Laugh a little.&lt;br /&gt;Laugh a little more.&lt;br /&gt;Deserve confidence.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take up arms against malice.&lt;br /&gt;Decry complacency.&lt;br /&gt;Express your gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;Gladden the heart of a child.&lt;br /&gt;Take pleasure in the beauty&lt;br /&gt;and wonder of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;Speak your love. Speak it again. Speak it still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/live_intransit/pic/0000112r/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;these girls are my life&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/live_intransit/pic/0000112r/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;these girls; are my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/live_intransit/pic/00002wq5/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/live_intransit/pic/00002wq5/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;Rhs Lady Vikings &apos;007.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;it wont let me post images?!?!&lt;br /&gt;this is a sadday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#00ffff&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33cccc&quot;&gt;Seasons are changing&lt;br /&gt;And waves are crashing&lt;br /&gt;And stars are falling all for us&lt;br /&gt;Days grow longer and nights grow shorter&lt;br /&gt;I can show you I&apos;ll be the one&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 05 Oct 2007 16:01:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ccffcc&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I felt I was on fire, with the things I could have told you. I guess I just assumed that you eventually would ask.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carpe Diem&lt;/strong&gt;;&amp;nbsp; it&apos;s&amp;nbsp;what i&apos;m feeling today, I&apos;m ready to live; even without you. &lt;strong&gt;Seize the day&lt;/strong&gt;;&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ve never felt so alive&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ccffcc&quot;&gt;&quot;and Im not bitter, no it&apos;s just Ive passed that point in my life&quot;;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m completly read to be over you; for good.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 04 Oct 2007 01:27:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;Then you threw me up against the wall &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The city shook to meet our mating call&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;All the anger and the pain poured forth &lt;br /&gt;The act itself defied the blessed source&lt;/font&gt;.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Sep 2007 00:23:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;my bestfriend still acts like&amp;nbsp;she&apos;s in&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;middle school. someone save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;Sometimes I still;&amp;nbsp;Miss you,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m Tried Of you being in my head.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Every fucking day.&lt;br /&gt;College ruins lives. LEGIT.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Sep 2007 19:23:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Note to self: TIME TO FIND OUT WHO THE FUCK YOU ARE.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 22 Sep 2007 18:42:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Something I wrote back in January.</title>
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  <description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;SPEAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence engulfs me.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;I am alone, it is a unwelcome change.&lt;br /&gt;I have no choice but to face them&lt;br /&gt;all of my fears; I may be alone&lt;br /&gt;but the silence is with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I speak. Without making a sound.&lt;br /&gt;Though no one else can.&lt;br /&gt;The Silence is listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is my fear&lt;br /&gt;him judging me is my fear,&lt;br /&gt;not being good enough&lt;br /&gt;not being pretty enough&lt;br /&gt;not being smart enough&lt;br /&gt;not being enough.&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid.&lt;br /&gt;this is why the scilence is my compainion.&lt;br /&gt;It won&apos;t speak back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spill my soul, all the feeling is gone from my inside.&lt;br /&gt;All the cards are out.&lt;br /&gt;I sit absorbing the scilence.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing for the courage to speak alloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am allmost at rest.&lt;br /&gt;The silence speaks to me.&lt;br /&gt;at first I am afraid, but then I hear it&apos;s message.&lt;br /&gt;It tells me to &quot;open my eyes, see the light.&lt;br /&gt;Speak to him, show him what only the silence has known.&lt;br /&gt;Open your mouth and speak.&lt;br /&gt;your voice is a gift, use it well.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I open my eyes. ready to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 22 Sep 2007 17:18:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Just some random thoughts I&apos;m having; some serious, other not.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;To love and not be loved is emotionally exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;There will ALWAYS be someone you know in the alleyway at Ellen’s.&lt;br /&gt;God is real, with us, strong, awesome and in charge.&lt;br /&gt;Tonsillitis is not in anyway contagious.&lt;br /&gt;Beaches are almost always better once the sun goes down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;If you can’t get a real tattoo, a sharpie one works just fine.&lt;br /&gt;Dollar bowling Sundays are a fantastic invention&lt;br /&gt;Good decisions are getting almost as hard to make as bad ones.&lt;br /&gt;Driving is easy; Parking is hard.&lt;br /&gt;It’s always 5’oclock somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;23 is not a multiple of 3&lt;br /&gt;Some guys really do come out of Saint John’s Straight.&lt;br /&gt;Doubling see-sawing at stage fort usually results in someone getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of your age, pushing people over is most of the time fun.&lt;br /&gt;If it’s a jeep thing, you never will really ever understand.&lt;br /&gt;You should ALWAYS keep your pants on in public, especially in places like train stations.&lt;br /&gt;Your parents aren’t nearly as oblivious as you may think.&lt;br /&gt;Teeth are not allowed to be shown in passport photos.&lt;br /&gt;Our troubling kind is alive with the glory of love.&lt;br /&gt;In Danvers, You can always go to the park after dark, and smoke that tumbleweed,&lt;br /&gt;Do not pity the dead, pity the living, and, above all pity those who live without love.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes getting around world takes more than 30 days.&lt;br /&gt;Beer pong is a fantastic game, no matter how many times you lose.&lt;br /&gt;Meevus and But head are truly a fantastic team.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey you, you Avril Lavigne doesn’t like your girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Jonah was a prophet, but he really never got it.&lt;br /&gt;As you get older, you don’t actually get more mature, you just get better at pretending.&lt;br /&gt;Many people say age is just a number, few people actually mean it.&lt;br /&gt;Graduating high school, actually does take effort.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs a cuddle buddy.&lt;br /&gt;Fighting is nothing but a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;299 Spartans get killed in the movie 300&lt;br /&gt;All you really ever need is a few good friends.&lt;br /&gt;Even the nicest boys, can be assholes underneath it all.&lt;br /&gt;Heartbreak hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I don’t think they’ll ever go to war, Australia has an army,&lt;br /&gt;Biffle Biffle’s are really FO LYFE.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t take an eagle scout to build a fire, but having one around is always handy.&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing better than a good hug.&lt;br /&gt;Chase your Dreams.&lt;br /&gt;The best part of believing, isn’t the lies.&lt;br /&gt;No matter who you are, and what you do, there will always be someone out there who just can’t stand you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2007 05:00:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;i have this overwhelming frustration.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i might love this boy.&lt;br /&gt;and even though alot of my friends don&apos;t think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think he&apos;s cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;He&apos;s not an athlete or a super genius. .&lt;br /&gt;Even though he&amp;nbsp;has&amp;nbsp;all&amp;nbsp;this potential,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;he&apos;s fucked up more than anyone else i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but, then again I&apos;VE fucking up more than anyone i know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age is our problem&lt;/strong&gt;I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He let my age do the talking for me,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;never listening to what i was really saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;He noticed this too, only he interperated it in a different way.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of blaming himself, he blamed me,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;saying i wasn&apos;t being real and that I&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;wouldn&apos;t be able to discover who I truly was,&amp;nbsp;untill I&amp;nbsp;reached an older age.&lt;br /&gt;That I &quot;jumped on the bandwagon, and made choices that i did, simply&lt;br /&gt;to make the older kids think i was cool,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;and make them wanna hang out with me&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I personally,&amp;nbsp; find that statement to be complete&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;and utter &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;To top it all off, he told me all this in 2 instances.&lt;br /&gt;1, while he was drunk.&lt;br /&gt;2. over a facebook message.&lt;br /&gt;talk about a real man.&lt;br /&gt;he&amp;nbsp; later said that he felt awful and&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt; tearing me apart&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;wasn&apos;t his intention.&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE DOESN&apos;T THINK BEFORE HE ACTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don&apos;t know anything at all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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