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  <title>..Dancin where the evening fell..</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Aug 2006 16:54:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>a little too late, a little too wrong...and i can&apos;t wait</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;i had the best dream last night.&lt;br /&gt;it felt soo real, and soo possible&lt;br /&gt;even tho there were concequenes,&lt;br /&gt;and the judgments of everyone..&lt;br /&gt;it was perfect. I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;everything had fallen into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i eventually woke up..&lt;br /&gt;came back to what my life is&lt;br /&gt;and the reality of regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i feel soo empty and out of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i was in the car last night and kept asking myself &quot;what makes someone happy?&quot; &quot;how do you really know you&apos;re happy?&quot; and if i keep doubting my happiness does that mean i&apos;m not? what makes a person complete? why is it that something always seems to be missing from my life? and if the time comes.. whenever it is.. will i be able to tell what love is and feels like? What if I&apos;ve passed the opportunity to love again? I&apos;m always afraid that I&apos;ve thrown it away, and doubted someone that could be amazing. I&apos;m soo scared to give into any feelings. I never give myself the chance to feel anything but defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m scared to care about anyone&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m scared to fall&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m scared to get hurt&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m scared i&apos;ll hurt them..&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;thats all i&apos;ve done because i&apos;ve been trying to protect myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mess with peoples heads&lt;br /&gt;because mine isn&apos;t clear</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Aug 2006 14:38:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>its gona take a lot to hold on.. its gonna be a long way to happy</title>
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  <description>&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I&apos;m on the outside, looking in &lt;br /&gt;What do I see? &lt;br /&gt;So much of this left to begin &lt;br /&gt;Where would I be? &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m on the outside, looking in &lt;br /&gt;Cover me through this night &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;old tendencies.. &quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Guess I don&apos;t know what&apos;s, left to say &lt;br /&gt;But hear me out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of the dreams of, yesterday &lt;br /&gt;Keep breaking me down&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s on the outside, can you say &lt;br /&gt;Or am I getting carried away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It&apos;s in your mind &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;So it&apos;s goodbye again &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s way past time &lt;br /&gt;For one last try &lt;br /&gt;So it&apos;s goodbye again &lt;br /&gt;Goodbye... again&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m getting on, what&apos;s the use &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know how I get&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can&apos;t decide which is the truth &lt;br /&gt;At least not yet&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I got the feeling, it&apos;s you &lt;br /&gt;What can be said, alone in this room &lt;br /&gt;No... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It&apos;s in your mind &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;So it&apos;s goodbye again &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s way past time &lt;br /&gt;For one last try&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants you now? &lt;br /&gt;Maybe &lt;strong&gt;somebody else &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I&apos;ll wait around &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you&apos;ll forget you were ever here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Maybe forget you were ever, never here &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m on the outside, looking down &lt;br /&gt;What do I see? &lt;br /&gt;So much of this cold, in the ground &lt;br /&gt;Where would i be? &lt;br /&gt;On the outside, looking down &lt;br /&gt;Cover me before you go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It&apos;s in your mind &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;So it&apos;s goodbye again &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s way past time &lt;br /&gt;For one last try &lt;br /&gt;So it&apos;s goodbye again&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your falling out, &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m falling in &lt;br /&gt;So it&apos;s goodbye again &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s way past time &lt;br /&gt;For one last try &lt;br /&gt;So it&apos;s goodbye... again &lt;br /&gt;So it&apos;s goodbye again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&amp;nbsp;happy birthday Kenya..&lt;br /&gt;you knew this was going to happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 years in a row..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Aug 2006 20:51:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>were you weak, was i strong? both of us broken, caught in a moment</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everyone makes mistakes&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;We all make bad decisions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;We all lie&lt;/u&gt;. Whether to protect ourselves,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;or to protect someone we care about.&lt;br /&gt;Either way.. I lie is told at some point or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Some lies just hurt more than others.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some people have&amp;nbsp;a lot to hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;the past is &lt;strong&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;it shapes who you are now.&lt;br /&gt;the past is in the past..&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;but is always brought to the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the present hurts because of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;the past doesn&apos;t go away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;it is permanent, and there is no changing it.&lt;br /&gt;but you can learn to accept it for what it is and was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe forgiveness is an attribute.&lt;br /&gt;it takes a strong person to forgive people who hurt needlessly&lt;br /&gt;it takes an even stronger person to forgive&amp;nbsp;someone who isn&apos;t sorry and doesn&apos;t regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because you believe you&apos;re being a good friend..&lt;br /&gt;doesn&apos;t mean its going to be perceived that way.&lt;br /&gt;Just because you had good intentions&lt;br /&gt;doesn&apos;t mean someone else did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you do whatever someone tells to you..&lt;br /&gt;so they won&apos;t hurt anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Just so they&apos;ll be okay with you again&lt;br /&gt;Just to make sure they won&apos;t hate you.&lt;br /&gt;And after all that.. they do in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has a funny way..&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;of going everywhere unexpected and unplanned.&lt;br /&gt;Life has a way of breaking your heart&lt;br /&gt;countless time.. with no remorse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if everything that happens to us&lt;br /&gt;is really supposed to make us stronger.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if everything really is a lesson&lt;br /&gt;or a cruel joke to inflict pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many memories&lt;br /&gt;we&apos;re supposed to look back and laugh at.&lt;br /&gt;Which moments are supposed to be looked back on?&lt;br /&gt;There are always more bad memories&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;than good that are rememberd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are more times where we are ashamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rather than proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think too much. &lt;u&gt;its an illness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;my 18th birthday is in 10 days&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I love coctails and bacardi&lt;br /&gt;I love people who love me back&lt;br /&gt;I love not pretending around people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;and having them laugh, appreciate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; simply accepting that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Aly &amp; Aj - Chemicals React</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Jul 2006 09:36:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i&apos;m only pretty sure.. i can&apos;t take anymore</title>
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  <description>why does everything go wrong in my life&lt;br /&gt;when i&apos;m feeling soo good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i have to be the one crying&lt;br /&gt;after feeling soo great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven&apos;t gotten a break in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;why can&apos;t i just be happy??&lt;br /&gt;why can&apos;t my life just be easy for once?&lt;br /&gt;why do I constantly have to get hurt?&lt;br /&gt;why does my heart keep breaking?&lt;br /&gt;when is it finally going to be enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered why it was i can&apos;t put myself in a relationship,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;and why i don&apos;t trust.. and i got those answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when am i gonna start looking&amp;nbsp;through people, and stop looking for the good in them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;when can i finally realize that people don&apos;t mean well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;when will I realize that its all been about revenge and figuring out the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;perfect &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;way to hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m sooo tired of being lied to.&lt;br /&gt;i made mistakes.. i admit them. &lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;i&apos;m sorry for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;but why do you keep making me cry??? &lt;strong&gt;why do you want me still hurting????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Jul 2006 17:51:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>you begin to wonder why you came..</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;Heaven forbid you end up alone, and don&apos;t know why.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on tight, wait for tomorrow. &lt;strong&gt;You&apos;ll be alright&lt;/strong&gt;&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was fun. I had the most amazing conversations with John, Matt, and Justin.&lt;br /&gt;Justin was mostly quiet. but thats okay. Being overly emmotional isn&apos;t what everyone wants to do.&lt;br /&gt;The conversation lasted until 4 in the morning. It was soo refreshing to get everything out and know &lt;em&gt;i&apos;m not alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about soo much. We talked about our childhood, growing up, high school, unforgettable moments. We talked about politics, religion, beliefs, standards. We talked and made comments about past relationships, the want and need for a relationship now. We talked about the future. What we hope for, what we expect, what we want. We talked about marriage, and having kids. We talked about making commitments and making the right decisions and having the faith that you&apos;re making the right decisions. We talked about our hopes &amp;amp; wishes&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; what we fear.&amp;nbsp;We talked about our mistakes, and how we learned from it. We talked about how we realize what regret is. What we should regret, and what we learned not to do again.&amp;nbsp;We talked about what isn&apos;t&amp;nbsp;regret, but when realize what you did or a person wasn&apos;t right. We talked about the difference of being close to someone opposed to being sexual with someone. We talked about how much more important it is and special it is when you share that with someone you love, and how it changes everything in your relationship afterwards. We talked about that last moment of being a child, and becoming an adult. We talked about our priorities. And we talked about the importance of staying close and remembering everyone that has ever been there for you. We talked about death. We talked about the hurt of having to go thru that, having someone leave, and having to watch everyone that loved that person at their weakest moments. We talked about how fast life goes by, and what milestones we have to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was pleasing. I cried. It was an okay cry. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I didn&apos;t hurt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried because everything we talked about.. I&apos;ve been hiding for soo long.&lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t been soo open with anyone in a long time. It felt soo good to let my gaurd down.&lt;br /&gt;No one.. for a long time.. has called me out of my feelings, or just wanted to sit and listen to what i&apos;ve been thru, what my opinions are, and how I&apos;m feeling. I&apos;m soo glad I got to do that with the boys I care about. They make days soo much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But earlier I went out with Joy. we got pedicures, went shopping, and got chipotle for dinner. and then saw &quot;Little Man&quot; with the boys &amp;amp; Kelly. I had a really good night. I&apos;m soo glad I have those moments. I hate taking them for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I wonder if I&apos;m really happy. and what makes me happy. I wonder if i&apos;m truly happy with who i am.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve had&amp;nbsp;this weird feeling lately.. that I&apos;m okay. When certain things are brought up or shoved in my face.. I&apos;m not hurt anymore. It still hurts, but i&apos;m not feeling that lonely, never ending emptiness. I&apos;m almost okay with everything i was put thru, everything that was said to me, and everything I was lied to about. I get mad, and defensive.. I hate who I was.. and how I let people use me and walk all over me.. because I cared too much about them and not about myself. I&apos;m alright with the past.. I&apos;ve finally accepted it for what it was, and realized I can&apos;t change it. I&apos;ve given up the &quot;what ifs&quot; and realized that everything that has happened, and that I have done.. was for a reason. I&apos;m glad I&apos;m okay with that. I&apos;m glad I found that...&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Jul 2006 21:26:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m all out of love..</title>
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  <description>Nothin to do...&lt;br /&gt;I finished babysitting.&lt;br /&gt;I need a haircut..maybe just a trim&lt;br /&gt;and to lose weight. but&amp;nbsp;I can&apos;t work out for a month.&lt;br /&gt;I already tried.. and I can feel the pain now. &lt;strong&gt;I hate mono&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t tell if my parents are being nicer..&lt;br /&gt;ot just avoiding me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate when things take my by surprise.&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel frantic &amp;amp; scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes I cry when I&apos;m scared.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not at like scary movies--&lt;strong&gt;i hate those--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;but cry.. when the unexpected comes up,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;and when I don&apos;t know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;or what is going to happen, or how to plan the future out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when I don&apos;t know what to expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;mkay.. i think i&apos;m gonna go hang out with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;they always cheer me up =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**yay for my 18th on the 11th and goin to the beach on the 4th with the girls&lt;br /&gt;maybe melissa and I will go visit the boys in OC this weekend...</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Jul 2006 04:45:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I know this will all come out immature. but I&apos;m okay with that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to forgive my parents for the double standard they have put on me my entire life. I refuse to forgive them for the hurtful things they&apos;ve said to me. I refuse to forgive them for the &lt;em&gt;physical abuse and emotional abuse&lt;/em&gt; they put me through. I refuse to forgive them for the stupid comments they say to me. I refuse to forgive them for their lack of understanding. I refuse to forgive my parents because of their need to judge. I refuse to forgive them because of their ignorance. I refuse to forgive them for their lack or support. I refuse to forgive them because they were soo blind for soo long. I refuse to forgive them because they didn&apos;t want to help when I fell. I refuse to forgive them because they have never accepted who I was. I refuse to forgive them because they have never been proud of me. I refuse to forgive them because they are never happy for me. I refuse to forgive them because they constantly look at me as a failure. I refuse to forgive my parents because they&apos;ve told me I&apos;m a fuck up. I refuse to forgive my parents because I&apos;m always their disappointment. I refuse to forgive my parents because they always forget about me. I refuse to forgive my parents because I&apos;m always one of their last priorities. I refuse to forgive my parents because they constantly accuse me of being jealous. I refuse to forgive my parents because they treat me like a child. I refuse to forgive my parents because they always tell me I&apos;m selfish. I refuse to forgive my parents because they tell me all I care about is myself. I refuse to forgive them because they see me cry and only make it worse. I refuse to forgive them because they never taught me to be stronger. I refuse to forgive them because they taught me to be the doormat that everyone uses. I refuse to forgive them because they made me forgive, and forget when people hurt me. I refuse to forgive them because they refuse to forgive me when I mess up. I refuse to forgive them because they always hold my problems over my head. I refuse to forgive&amp;nbsp;them because they constantly break promises.&amp;nbsp;I refuse to forgive them because they can&apos;t accept I&apos;m not always strong enough to deal with things on my own. I refuse to forgive them for making me feel inferior. I refuse to forgive them for making me think that i&apos;m worthless. I refuse to forgive them for making me feel like no one loves, or cares for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I know i&apos;m being horribly insensitive and childish ((and contradicting)) by trying to put all the blame on my parents for being the way I am. But they have been trying for most of my life to mold me into what they want, and because i don&apos;t meet their expectations.. i&apos;m not acceptable. I&apos;m constantly being compared to other people.. and that has been one of the biggest ways to hurt me. Not only by them.. but by the people I respect and loved.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;But on a better note. I&apos;m feeling better. my mono doesn&apos;t have me as tired.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve ben hanging out with the boys a lot more. it makes me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;I hate most girls and all drama.. i&apos;m glad I got away&amp;nbsp;from it. and atleast hang out with girls that don&apos;t fight over petty shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. saw &quot;you, me, and dupree&quot; tonight with the group. that was fun. the movie wasn&apos;t that great tho. The commericials made it seem funnier than it actually was. but it did have good parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ve decided I&apos;m gonna go to the club on the day or my birthday with melissa and yana.&lt;br /&gt;and I&apos;m officially legal in 27 days =) yay for that. Not that its going to make any significant difference.. but just the thought makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Alright.. I vented. I think I&apos;m done.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Jul 2006 16:09:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i&apos;m just the type to reminisce &amp; dwell in the past</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&quot;When you finally get over someone you find a special place in your heart to keep them, no matter what happened in the past. You&apos;ll always think of them and smile even if you don&apos;t have the best memories. You&apos;ll sort of forget certain incidents that made you feel so bad and &lt;strong&gt;you won&apos;t hurt anymore,&lt;/strong&gt; but you&apos;ll still remember the way it felt when you were hurting. When you really are over someone, there will be no regret..&amp;nbsp;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**she reminds me of me.. a long time ago. that person I used to be seems so unfamilar. &lt;em&gt;Thank god for that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so thankful that I grew up and I see things for how they are. I&apos;m soo thankful that I can appreciate the people around me that treat me right, and I have enough sense to push away the people that don&apos;t. I&apos;m so thankful that I respect myself. I&apos;m thankful that I know someone will respect me. I&apos;m thankful that I know I will love someone again. I&apos;m thankful to know that in my future someone will love me unconditionally. I&apos;m soo thankful that i&apos;m able to live my life right now. I&apos;m so thankful that I have a support system. I&apos;m thankful for the true friends I have. I&apos;m thankful that no matter what we go thru, no matter how long we don&apos;t talk, or fight.. if i call them crying, they&apos;ll listen. I&apos;m soo thankful that I realized he wasn&apos;t my life. I&apos;m soo thankful that I realized it wasn&apos;t all my fault. I&apos;m soo thankful I realized people make mistakes, and most deserve to be forgiven. I&apos;m soo thankful that I realized I need to forgive myself before I was truly happy. I&apos;m soo thankful that I learned to except that people change. I&apos;m soo thankful that I know all that I do now. I&apos;m soo thankful that I didn&apos;t give up. I&apos;m soo thankful that I taught myself not to depend on him. I&apos;m soo thankful I moved on. I&apos;m soo thankful that he moved on. I&apos;m soo thankful that he found happiness. I&apos;m soo thankful I don&apos;t have to deal with the wrath of his anger and words. I&apos;m soo thankful we left things where they were. I&apos;m soo thankful I found my closure. I&apos;m soo thankful that I can smile again. I&apos;m soo thankful for the hell I was put thru, because i&apos;m strong and reasonable today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m soo sad I lost that amazing person that used to be my best friend. I&apos;m sad that he changed. I&apos;m sad that we couldn&apos;t manage to get over our past and become friends again. I&apos;m sad that I kept those memories of us. I&apos;m sad that when I hear &quot;our song&quot; my heart still stops. I&apos;m sad that I haven&apos;t been able to find someone so overwhelmingly perfect. I&apos;m sad that I have soo many expectations. I&apos;m sad that I have standards. I&apos;m sad that I see right thru people. I&apos;m sad that it took me so long to realize i didn&apos;t need him. I&apos;m sad it took me soo long to forgive myself. i&apos;m soo sad it took so long to get over him. I&apos;m sad that it took me even longer to get over the hurt and painful words that were said. I&apos;m sad that when those distant memories come to my head, I smile. I&apos;m sad that sometimes I wish I could take things back. I&apos;m sad that sometimes I wish I could take back time. I&apos;m sad that sometimes I wish he could call just to talk. I&apos;m sad that he disrespected me. I&apos;m sad that I cry when I think of all the pain I felt. I&apos;m sad that no one warned me that losing your first love is one of the hardest things you go thru. I&apos;m sad it took me soo long to stop lying. I&apos;m sad it took me soo long to stop hurting him. I&apos;m sad for doubting love. I&apos;m sad for questioning what we had. I&apos;m said that I denied us being in love, I gave all my heart, what we felt at the time was true. I&apos;m sad that I get that little feeling everytime I think of not ever speaking to him for the rest of my life. I&apos;m sad things were soo bad. I&apos;m soo sad I wasted soo much time not living. I&apos;m soo sad I put my life on hold.&amp;nbsp;I&apos;m soo sad I took&amp;nbsp;him for granted. I&apos;m soo sad I took people for granted. I&apos;m soo&amp;nbsp;sad that I took life for granted. I&apos;m sad that I still take life for granted.&amp;nbsp;I&apos;m soo sad I lost my smile. I&apos;m soo sad I forgot what happiness was for a brief time. I&apos;m soo sad I lived soo recklessly only to crash and burn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;what doesn&apos;t kill you only makes you stronger&quot; words I used to hate. and now for the most part appreciate, and understand. I hated how no one understood what I felt. I hated that everyone judged, not know the circumstances. I hate how no one knew what was really going on. and I hate how when I opened up.. they went running to him, letting him know what I said. that was utter bullshit. that was a&amp;nbsp;complete lack of respect. I don&apos;t know why and how I learned to look past and forgive the people who did that. Sometimes I wonder why the hell I forgive, why I do find the best in people and hold onto that, thinking that everyone has good in them. But then forget the part that not everyone had good intentions. not everyone wants to see you happy. not everyone wants you to be okay.&amp;nbsp; Growing up, is by far the hardest thing. teaching yourself and learning what people&apos;s intentions are is soo difficult. Remembering all the advice people have given you, and trying to go by what is right and what your heart tells you at the same time is soo frustrating. Life is discouraging at times.. its soo hard to remember that everything happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmkay. I feel better. I don&apos;t care who takes the time to read this. or what you think afterwards. I will use this when I want to. I will write what I want to, and not care what you have to say.&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to those who did actually read this and&amp;nbsp;understand I&apos;m just letting things out. and a special go fuck yourself&amp;nbsp;to the bitches who judge =)&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 14 Jul 2006 19:03:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>life throws you curves..</title>
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  <description>I haven&apos;t written in this thing in forever. so much has changed since the last time I did. &lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve&lt;/strong&gt; changed so much since I lost wrote. too much to explain. But I&apos;m for the most part happy where my life is right now. I&apos;m alone ((relationship wise)). and I&apos;ve accepted it.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m okay with the person I have come to grow to be. My mistakes, regrets, and heartaches have made me realize&amp;nbsp; that everything happens for a reason. and even tho i&apos;m not happy at the moment I will be. I don&apos;t regret times I was having a good time, even if that one moment meant doing something stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learned &amp;amp; forgot over time:&lt;br /&gt;friends are only as true as they want to be&lt;br /&gt;people will always talk&lt;br /&gt;you can only grow if you learn from it &amp;amp; never do it again&lt;br /&gt;people will use you--&lt;em&gt;as long as you let them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;people change&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; sometimes for good and sometimes bad but &lt;u&gt;change is inevitable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;mmkay. thats it for now. maybe i&apos;ll update later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit:&lt;br /&gt;utah in exactly a month.&lt;br /&gt;my 18th birthday on the 11th &amp;nbsp;=)</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Nov 2005 15:24:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You can’t break away what you cannot change</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;You say we’re just friends&lt;br&gt;We&apos;re playing pretend to keep me here&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I won&apos;t write a note&lt;br&gt;That&apos;s a coward&apos;s way out&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won&apos;t bring it up&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;There&apos;s nothing left to talk about&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;He&apos;ll just tell me that love is never perfect&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;He&apos;s so convincing but i&apos;ve already heard it&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won&apos;t draw it out&lt;br&gt;I won&apos;t stop to cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;He may be caught off guard&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;But he won&apos;t be surprised&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;This is where i usually let him&lt;br&gt;Change my mind&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;This time i&apos;m letting go&lt;br&gt;But &lt;em&gt;i won&apos;t say goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;He knows where i&apos;m weak&lt;br&gt;And what i can&apos;t resist&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;And how to make me second guess&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;Conviction like this&lt;br&gt;So i&apos;ll just go on and&lt;br&gt;Skip to the healing&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;He won&apos;t hear me say it&lt;br&gt;But he&apos;ll know what i was feeling&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He&apos;d ask me where i&apos;m headed&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i don&apos;t know where i&apos;m going&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;He&apos;d ask if i still love him&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;But that&apos;s not the point&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Nov 2005 04:50:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>18... so many things can come from just one day...</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I turned around 3 times and wound up at your door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;And someday love will find me in the rough&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someday love will finally be enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got your love letters&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;I threw them all away&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I hear you think that I&apos;m crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&apos;m driving 95&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I&apos;m driving you away&lt;br&gt;And I shine a little more lately&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Someday love will find me in the rough&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someday love will finally be enough&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2005 19:54:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>there&apos;s no tears, cause he&apos;s not here</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;you woke up, in pieces&lt;br&gt;from making these changes&lt;br&gt;and holding me ransom, won&apos;t write you an anthem&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;on the outside, i&apos;m trying, &apos;cause inside, i&apos;m dying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;this broken heart was stronger than&lt;br&gt;now i can&apos;t stand to part with this&lt;br&gt;this broken heart&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;you took me for granted&lt;br&gt;now i&apos;ve changed, you haven&apos;t&lt;br&gt;it won&apos;t be so easy to sell me this feeling&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;this broken heart was stronger than&lt;br&gt;the words i wish you &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; meant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;this broken heart&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;can&apos;t make this right, you see on my face,&lt;br&gt;that i&apos;m not gonna be alright, not tonight, &lt;br&gt;you can read all my letters, but that won&apos;t mean things are fine,&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not this time, &apos;cause &lt;u&gt;you gave away all the secrets of you and i&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;this broken heart was stronger than&lt;br&gt;now i can&apos;t stand to part with this&lt;br&gt;this broken heart was stronger than&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;the words i wish you &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; meant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;this broken heart&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Something Corporate</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Nov 2005 03:43:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>and all I&apos;ve known from you has been a lie..</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;fuck it..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;love never fuckin existed..&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Nov 2005 15:24:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>But we both know we&apos;ll just have to face it...</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Just let it die&lt;br&gt;With no goodbyes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Details don&apos;t matter&lt;br&gt;We both paid the price&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Tears in my eyes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;You know sometimes&lt;br&gt;It&apos;d be like that baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now everytime I see you&lt;br&gt;I pretend I&apos;m fine&lt;br&gt;When I wanna reach out to you&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;But I turn and I walk and I let it ride&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;Baby I must confess&lt;br&gt;We were bigger than anything&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Remember us at our best&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;And don&apos;t forget about&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Late nights, playin&apos; in the dark&lt;br&gt;And wakin&apos; up inside my arms&lt;br&gt;Boy, you&apos;ll always be in my heart and&lt;br&gt;I can see it in your eyes&lt;br&gt;You still want it &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;So don&apos;t forget about us&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&apos;m just speaking from experience&lt;br&gt;Nothing can compare to your first true love&lt;br&gt;So I hope this will remind you&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;When it&apos;s for real, it&apos;s forever&lt;br&gt;So don&apos;t forget about us&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;There&apos;s only one me and you&lt;br&gt;And how we used to shine&lt;br&gt;No matter what you go through&lt;br&gt;We are one, that&apos;s a fact&lt;br&gt;That you can&apos;t deny&lt;br&gt;So baby we just can&apos;t let &lt;br&gt;The fire pass us by&lt;br&gt;Forever we&apos;d both regret&lt;br&gt;So don&apos;t forget about&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;When it&apos;s for real, it&apos;s forever&lt;br&gt;So don&apos;t forget about us.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Mariah Carey</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Oct 2005 02:03:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Try to understand there&apos;s an old mistake that fools will make  And I&apos;m the king of them</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I&apos;m missing your laugh&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did it break?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when did your eyes begin to look fake?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please tell me you&apos;re just feeling tired&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;cause if it&apos;s more than that I feel that I might break&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;out of touch, out of time.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Please send me anything but signals that are mixed&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;cause I can&apos;t read your rolling eyes&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;out of touch, are we out of time?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;I&apos;ll wait until tomorrow&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;maybe you&apos;ll feel better then&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;maybe we&apos;ll be better then&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;so what&apos;s another day&lt;br&gt;when I can&apos;t bear these nights of thoughts&lt;br&gt;of going on without you&lt;br&gt;this mood of yours is temporary&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;it seems worth the wait&lt;br&gt;to see your smile again&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;out of the corner of my eye&lt;br&gt;won&apos;t be the only way you&apos;re looking at me then.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;1 1/2&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Dashboard Confessional &quot;screaming Infidelities&quot;</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2005 00:09:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>shot me down as I flew by.. crash and burn...</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Answer no to these questions&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let her go, learn a lesson&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;It&apos;s not me, &lt;em&gt;you&apos;re not listening now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Can&apos;t you see something&apos;s missing?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;You forget where the heart is&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Take you away from that empty apartment&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;You stay and forget where the heart is&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;Someday if ever you love me you&apos;d say it&apos;s okay&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Waking up from this nightmare&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;How&apos;s your life, what&apos;s it like there?&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Is it all what you want it to be?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Does it hurt when you think about me?&lt;br&gt;And how broken my heart is&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;It&apos;s okay to be angry and never let go&lt;br&gt;It only gets harder the more that you know&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;When you get lonely if no one&apos;s around &lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;You know that I&apos;ll catch you when you&apos;re falling down&lt;br&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We came together but you left alone&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;And I know how it feels to walk out on your own&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;Maybe someday I will see you again &lt;br&gt;And you&apos;ll &lt;u&gt;look me in my eyes&lt;/u&gt; and call me your friend&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;8//13&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Oct 2005 02:09:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;There&apos;s something wrong with me.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m soo emotional tonight.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;= / blah. I hate being this way&lt;br&gt;It feels like everyone is taking stabs at me&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Oct 2005 02:14:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;I said I wasn&apos;t going to cry today...&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Sometimes&lt;br&gt;I feel I&apos;ve got to run away&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;I&apos;ve got to get away&lt;br&gt;From the pain&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;You drove into the heart of me&lt;br&gt;The love we share&lt;br&gt;Seems to go nowhere&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;I think I&apos;ve lost my light&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;For &lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;I toss and turn&lt;br&gt;I can&apos;t sleep at night&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Once I ran to you&lt;br&gt;Now I run from you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;This tainted love you&apos;ve given&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Give you all a girl could give you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;Take my tears&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;And thats not nearly all&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tainted love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Sep 2005 23:08:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>17...</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Suddenly I&apos;m all alone&lt;br&gt;Pushed away for nothing wrong &lt;br&gt;Don&apos;t you have the guts to say&lt;br&gt;How you feel about me &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out of the blue &lt;br&gt;You said we couldn&apos;t be together&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;I have to get over you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Given no choice, have no voice &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out of the blue&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 24 Sep 2005 13:16:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Feel like a doll left on a shelf... will someone take you down?</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am moving through the crowd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trying to find myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Feel like a guitar that&apos;s never played&lt;br&gt;Will someone strum away?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your life plays out on the shadows of the wall&lt;br&gt;You turn the light on to erase it all&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;You wonder what it&apos;s like to not feel worthless&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2005 19:40:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It&apos;s always me that&apos;s reaching out for your hand</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&apos;m gettin&apos; kinda close to you&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Like a shadow I can&apos;t lose&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;You&apos;ve been hanging with me everyday&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Now your getting in my way&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you understand me&lt;br&gt;But don&apos;t you think that maybe&lt;br&gt;It&apos;s time to move on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;What&apos;s up lonely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seems your my only friend who wants to share my pain&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me heartache&lt;br&gt;What it gonna take&lt;br&gt;For you to leave me alone today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just when I think that your gone&lt;br&gt;Your in the mirror looking back at me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;So whats up lonely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, i wish you weren&apos;t by my side,&lt;br&gt;can&apos;t you find another shoulder cause i&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;i wanna leave this broken heart behind,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;we&apos;re both waistin to much time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Find someone else to rain on,&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;i&apos;m really gettin tired of singin this sad song&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;don&apos;t wanna give you a reason, to hang around anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;you won&apos;t be hurtin my feelins&lt;br&gt;if you find another broken heart you can lean on&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 18 Sep 2005 23:39:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Did u forget the magic. Did u forget the passion. Did u ever miss me. Ever long to kiss me??</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;You never looked so good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;As you did last night&lt;br&gt;Underneath those city lights&lt;br&gt;There walking with your friend&lt;br&gt;Laughing at the moon&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;I swear you looked right through me&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;But i&apos;m still living with your goodbye&lt;br&gt;And you&apos;re just going on with your life&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can you just walk on by&lt;br&gt;Without one tear in your eye&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Don&apos;t you have the slightest feelings left for me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe that&apos;s just your way&lt;br&gt;Of dealing with the pain&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Forgetting everything between our rise and fall&lt;br&gt;Like we never loved at all&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You, i hear you&apos;re doing fine&lt;br&gt;Seems like you&apos;re doing well&lt;br&gt;As far as i can tell&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time is leaving us behind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Another week has passed&lt;br&gt;And still i haven&apos;t laughed yet&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;So tell me what your secret is&lt;br&gt;To letting go like you did, like you did&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can you just walk on by&lt;br&gt;Without one tear in your eye&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Don&apos;t you have the slightest feelings left for me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe that&apos;s just your way&lt;br&gt;Of dealing with the pain&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forgetting everything between our rise and fall&lt;br&gt;Like we never loved at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you forget the magic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Did you forget the passion&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you ever miss me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ever long to kiss me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2005 20:57:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I lose my way&amp;its not 2 long b4 u point it out. I cannot cry because I kno thats weakness in ur eyes</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&quot;There are times it seems to me&lt;br&gt;I&apos;m sharing you with memories&lt;br&gt;Then there&apos;s times you look at me&lt;br&gt;As though I&apos;m all that you could see...&lt;br&gt;You know I&apos;d fight for you,&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but how can I fight for someone who isn&apos;t even there?&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 10 Sep 2005 22:47:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;And even though the moment passed me by &lt;br&gt;I still can&apos;t turn away &lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;Cause all the dreams you never thought you&apos;d lose &lt;br&gt;Got tossed along the way&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;And letters that you never meant to send &lt;br&gt;Get lost or thrown away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Scars are souvenirs you never lose&lt;br&gt;The past is never far&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br&gt;Did you lose yourself somewhere out there&lt;br&gt;Did you get to be a star &lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;And don&apos;t it make you sad to know that life&lt;br&gt;Is more than who we are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You grew up way too fast &lt;br&gt;And now there&apos;s nothing to believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And reruns all become our history&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br&gt;A tired song keeps playing on a tired radio&lt;br&gt;And I won&apos;t tell no one your name &lt;br&gt;And I won&apos;t tell em your name&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;I think about you all the time&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br&gt;But I don&apos;t need the same &lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;It&apos;s lonely where you are come back down&lt;br&gt;And I won&apos;t tell em your name&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OP won our first game of the season =) Hopefully it stays that way!!!&lt;br&gt;Went out with some of the girls after school to make our t shirts and they look soo awfully cute.&lt;br&gt;This week has been long but short. I can&apos;t believe we&apos;re back in school already.. kinda sad that this is our last year in high school. &lt;br&gt;I have no clue how I&apos;m gonna be okay with work and school and getting all my homework done.. but I&apos;ll find a way...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I guess thats all for now.. I&apos;ll update sometime this week...&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Sep 2005 21:11:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You can&apos;t wear white after labor day =/  goodbye summer.. I&apos;ll miss you &amp;&amp;ur fun..</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Shoot me.. school starts tomorrow =(&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;But its our last year.. Seniors &apos;06 =)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I want fall to come = / yay for cute winter clothes.&lt;br&gt;And yay for my parents feeling guilty I spent all my money, so they spent theirs =)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This year is going to be good.. I hope. I&apos;m trying my hardest with my grades, friends, and work. I&apos;m gonna make this year work for me. There will always be drama ofcourse.. but its what gives entertainment to the wasted day. I can&apos;t wait for it. As long as it doesn&apos;t involve me. I&apos;m scared to see what this year&apos;s outcome will be. What good will happen, and what heartache will come from it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This year will be good.. and I&apos;ll take it one step at a time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*you know how to make me smile*&amp;lt;3 Doors&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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