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  <title>And we can fly away to outer space;</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 Aug 2008 06:31:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>please read!</title>
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  <description>so i&apos;ve decided to make a new livejournal, mainly because i&apos;ve been using this one since grade seven or something and it contains horrendous memories of when i used to have undone eyebrows and unstraightened hair. i&apos;ve opened up a new chapter in my life and i&apos;m basically done with names like superefille and shit. plus, reading this thing over makes me sorta yack. don&apos;t get me wrong, this livejournal does contain some of my dearest memories... but i need to start fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past is now going to stay in the past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;a href=&quot;http://melodyleah.livejournal.com&quot;&gt;http://melodyleah.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Aug 2008 06:36:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>come closer</title>
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  <description>And I just can&apos;t pull myself away, under a spell I can&apos;t break, I just can&apos;t stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spent quite the amount of time trying to get my livejournal layout JUST right. I don&apos;t know why I&apos;m still up when I fully told Kharen to wake me up at 11:30 but whatever. It&apos;s been quite the dramatic night (as it always is) and it&apos;s all because of one little thing that totally triggered me into making the arguement bigger. I guess that&apos;s just how I am? Tommorrow Jersey&apos;s gonna come over and we&apos;re gonna chill and stuff, and then in the nightime me &amp; Kharen are going to Wonderland it up with the Mississauga doggys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about this Super Sweet 16... it&apos;s basically a Sweet 16 party and a debut mixed into one. I think I&apos;m going to call it &quot;The Extravaganza&quot; because earlier I was looking up what extravaganza is defined as in the dictionary and I liked it a lot so yeah. The main colour scheme is most definately going to be green, and I&apos;m going to have a cotillion and the roses and candles shit. Exciting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P&amp;L ♥</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Aug 2008 06:27:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>people love you as you are, you&apos;re a million miles away from me</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;i hate being selfish about it but i really want you to come home. i&apos;m always thinking about what could have been if i knew, and what i could have done before you left. there was so much potential, so much common interests. so much interest in general. now it&apos;s hard to say anything to you except for good luck &amp;amp; hope you&apos;re doing good because despite me missing you and wanting you here, i&apos;d much rather see you making the right decisions, wherever in the world you are. who knows, you could have sent the same message you sent to me that night to a million other girls. but it really meant alot to me. i stayed home and cried the whole day after i read it. i still think about it. i still re-read it. it&apos;s just something that basically fills up the empty feeling. i still wonder if you think about me, or think about what it would of been like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; bleh, maybe you have a girlfriend in the philippines already. i was talking to kev about you the other night at like 3-4 in the morning and we spoke about how there must be a million girls all over you. any girl there would be so lucky to have you. i still wish i got that chance. but for now, i&apos;ll watch the hills season premiere by myself on august 18th, wishing you were sitting beside me on the couch giggling with me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you were sitting at home watching that episode of your song thinking about me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;just give it a try, though i&apos;m like chasing rainbows in the sky&lt;br /&gt;i wanna hold you in my dreams, and make believe that it&apos;s true&lt;br /&gt;though i know, i know that it&apos;s impossible to do&lt;br /&gt;cause you&apos;re a star, people love you as you are&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;re a million miles away from me..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Aug 2008 07:27:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i&apos;m hoping for a rainbow.. with a boy at the end of it.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;i will never deny that i loved you, however i will admit for you that you never loved me. i won&apos;t cry over it anymore. i won&apos;t storm off. i won&apos;t block you. i won&apos;t delete you. i will simply accept that my love for you touched the sky and your love for me barely made it off the ground. and all hurt aside; i meant every good thing i ever said to you. the bad stuff came out of anger.&amp;nbsp; right now i am sad, but sad is an in between feeling. it&apos;s temporary. after sadness there is either great joy or.. more sadness.. and anger. i&apos;m hoping for a rainbow.. with a boy at the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt; Chris Crocker&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;honestly, it&apos;s an amazing passage. i just read it off his blog on www.mschriscrocker.com. it was written on my birthday. it says everything that i&apos;ve sorta been trying to say, and at the same time it&apos;s given me encouragement, almost, to get over it the whole dramatic situation that i&apos;ve been fighting for over a month now. it feels like chris crocker wrote this for me, and for the rest of the girls in the world who have fallen for someone or something that wasn&apos;t willing to catch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here&apos;s to you chris crocker, thanks for saving me from myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 02 Aug 2008 19:11:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>loooooving you is more than a dream come true</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;so i&apos;m sitting at home on a saturday afternoon watching disturbia and chilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i def wanna marry shia again!&amp;nbsp;why is he&amp;nbsp;so clever? but um i&apos;m back on that. so anyway&amp;nbsp;last night&amp;nbsp;sometime&amp;nbsp;after 2&amp;nbsp;in the&amp;nbsp;morning i got a call from&amp;nbsp;kevin ramos, and i&apos;m literally all like what the fuck?&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;so we just chatted about life and chris baltazar until about 4. i realized how much i miss chris and like, died. we also decided that we&apos;re gonna buy a house in mississauga with a purple garage and window shutters with two doors and yeah. LOL kev is literally my brother/best friend on the real!&amp;nbsp;no love strings ever again. the things he tells me about him et kim are adorable, and i hope they get married! and i hope that...the wedding that me and kev planned works out? so that he can be the best man and kim can be the maid of honour. :) the things people talk about&amp;nbsp;at 4 in teh morning eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISTURBIA IS SO DISTURBING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yea, tonight i&apos;m basically gonna go to leen&apos;s and just chill there. me and jersey made a full on plan of me sneaking out to his house and whatever LOL but i think i&apos;m too scared to do it :$ i might not even end up going to leen&apos;s, i was thinking about just chilling at the famjam POSSIBLY if josh goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways now i&apos;m just rambling when really all i want to do it watch disturbia.&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 04:17:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MELODY</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME......BOTTOMS UP! AGAINNNNNNNNNN&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 Jul 2008 04:30:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>BOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTOMS UP</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;it&apos;s my birthday tommorrow&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m currently hating my life (again)&lt;br /&gt;drinking the problems away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes for having millions of bottles of vex in my fridge&lt;br /&gt;tommorrow&apos;s my birthday&lt;br /&gt;and that&apos;s how i&apos;ll do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on my birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;get wasted with rye and char&lt;br /&gt;while playing rockband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;oh i&apos;m into you, and no one else would do&lt;br /&gt;cause with every kiss and ever y hug&lt;br /&gt;you make me fall in love&lt;br /&gt;and i, no i can&apos;t be the only one&lt;br /&gt;i bet there&apos;s hearts all over the world tonight&lt;br /&gt;who feel what i feel when i&apos;m with you&lt;br /&gt;and i will never try to deny&lt;br /&gt;that you&apos;re my whole life&lt;br /&gt;cause if you ever let me go&lt;br /&gt;i would die, so i won&apos;t front&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t need another woman&lt;br /&gt;i just need your all or nothing&lt;br /&gt;cause if i got that, then i&apos;ll be straight&lt;br /&gt;baby you&apos;re the best part of my day&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liar.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 22:35:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i hope you hang yourself with your h&amp;m scarf</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;why can&apos;t you see how much i love you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;birthday plans SO FAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;- some sort of 6 dollar pizza hut buffet lunch with leen?&lt;br /&gt;- meeting up with some people so they can give me money $&lt;br /&gt;- go karting haha, because it&apos;s my special day and i want to&lt;br /&gt;- daddy and mommy&apos;s yummy cooking for dinner&lt;br /&gt;- rockband and drive-in&apos;s with char and rye for the rest of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt kinda nice today because rye actually called me and made plans&lt;br /&gt;with me for my birthday, so like yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missisauga from the morning to the evening&lt;br /&gt;and night time with the family in brampton&lt;br /&gt;sounds like a good enough birthday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Jul 2008 23:44:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;everyone wants to date artemio!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;yuck. haha girls get off him.&amp;nbsp;i find it so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m just so mad tonight. like honestly.&lt;br /&gt;everyone just die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate how i like, got kicked outta my mississauga possy.&lt;br /&gt;well not even kicked out,&amp;nbsp;got like replaced?&lt;br /&gt;i hate how i don&apos;t even have a stable group of friends&lt;br /&gt;that i can do stuff with anymore?&lt;br /&gt;i hate the place i live in, i&apos;d rather live in my small shitty house&lt;br /&gt;that&apos;s 2.5 minutes away from square one&lt;br /&gt;and in what we call the ghetto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY FRIENDS BACK&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY BOYFRIEND BACK&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY LIFESTYLE BACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;why can&apos;t everything be the way they should be?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;cause no matter how many times we talk it out&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;or fight about it&lt;br /&gt;or send text messages to eachother at 3am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i&apos;m not your best friend anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;as much as you&apos;d like to lie to me and say i am&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 15:00:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>lets go to the park, i wanna kiss you underneath the stars</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;i&apos;m gonna pull myself away&lt;br /&gt;and then maybe he&apos;ll want me back&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 06:32:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>free, free so come back to me</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;don&apos;t&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need&lt;br /&gt;want&lt;br /&gt;gotta have&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i was supposed to refrain from the livejournal posts,&lt;br /&gt;but i&apos;m not bashing you on this one.&lt;br /&gt;i just miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;i feel like i&apos;m in some sort of prison&quot;&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;i&gt; i can still remember you tellin me that i was the only one&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt; and nobody had ever touched you&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; since the last time i called&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; you and me were pretty cool&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/i&gt; &lt;strike&gt;so i moved on&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; and you made me, trust you, again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt; no i take that back, cause i never really trusted you&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i just did what i had to do, &lt;b&gt;cause i loved you (and)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; remember whispers in my ear, tellin&apos; me to have no fear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt; cause nobody else lives here&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; but it was all a lie (lie) you know the time (time)&lt;br /&gt; (june)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; ever since you told me, i won&apos;t tell you how it&apos;s been&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt; don&apos;t talk to nobody, not even my friends&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can&apos;t sleep, and i don&apos;t even clean&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt; i ain&apos;t had a good meal,&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;this is how you make me feel, when your not here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; it&apos;s like you locked me up and threw away the key&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; and everywhere i turn it&apos;s like four walls are surrounding me&lt;br /&gt; and movin&apos; in slowly, i&apos;m so lonely&lt;br /&gt; feels like i&apos;m in some kind of prison&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; and i wanna be free (free) so come back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt; now i know this might sound hard to believe&lt;br /&gt; cause i&apos;m famous all up on MTV&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; but you don&apos;t even know the half, no i don&apos;t barely laugh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt; all the girls surround me, but i don&apos;t even know the last time i got some ***&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; and it ain&apos;t cause i can&apos;t get it, it&apos;s just cause i don&apos;t want it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt; everytime i think about sex&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt; all i think about is you moanin&apos; and some man&lt;br /&gt; forget my name,&lt;strike&gt; tatted between your legs?&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; image burned in my head&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; and it&apos;s killin&apos; me baby, it&apos;s drivin&apos; me crazy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; ever since you told me, i won&apos;t tell you how it&apos;s been&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt; don&apos;t talk to nobody, not even my friends&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i can&apos;t sleep, and i don&apos;t even clean&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strike&gt; i ain&apos;t had a good meal,&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;this is how you make me feel, when your not here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt; it&apos;s like you locked me up and threw away the key&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt; and everywhere i turn it&apos;s like four walls are surrounding me&lt;br /&gt;  and movin&apos; in slowly, i&apos;m so lonely&lt;br /&gt;  feels like i&apos;m in some kind of prison&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt; and i wanna be free (free) so come back to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; you got me drinkin, ohh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt; you got me smokin, ohh&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; you got me chokin, ohh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; do you hear me cryin&apos;?&lt;br /&gt; baby do you hear me dien&apos;?&lt;br /&gt; oh you got me drinkin&apos; (drinkin&apos;, drinkin&apos;, drinkin&apos;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt; you got me smokin&apos; (smokin&apos;, smokin&apos;, smokin&apos;)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; you got me chokin&apos; (chokin&apos;, chokin&apos;, chokin&apos;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; do you see me cryin&apos;?&lt;br /&gt; baby do you see me dyin&apos;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; and i wanna be free (free) so come back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; ever since you told me, i won&apos;t tell you how it&apos;s been&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt; don&apos;t talk to nobody, not even my friends&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i can&apos;t sleep, and i don&apos;t even clean&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strike&gt; i ain&apos;t had a good meal,&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;this is how you make me feel, when your not here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt; it&apos;s like you locked me up and threw away the key&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt; and everywhere i turn it&apos;s like four walls are surrounding me&lt;br /&gt;  and movin&apos; in slowly, i&apos;m so lonely&lt;br /&gt;  feels like i&apos;m in some kind of prison&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt; and i wanna be free (free) so come back to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; drinkin&apos;, drinkin&apos;, drinkin&apos;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt; smokin&apos;, smokin&apos;, smokin&apos;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; chokin&apos;, chokin&apos;, chokin&apos;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; do you hear me cryin&apos;?&lt;br /&gt; baby do u hear me dien&apos;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; oh i&apos;m locked up, they won&apos;t let me out&lt;br /&gt; got me locked up, you won&apos;t let me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; ever since you told me, i won&apos;t tell you how it&apos;s been&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt; don&apos;t talk to nobody, not even my friends&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i can&apos;t sleep, and i don&apos;t even clean&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strike&gt; i ain&apos;t had a good meal,&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;this is how you make me feel, when your not here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt; it&apos;s like you locked me up and threw away the key&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt; and everywhere i turn it&apos;s like four walls are surrounding me&lt;br /&gt;  and movin&apos; in slowly, i&apos;m so lonely&lt;br /&gt;  feels like i&apos;m in some kind of prison&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt; and i wanna be free (free) so come back to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 03:15:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>listen to my voice it&apos;s my disguise, i&apos;m by your side</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;oh it&apos;s what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;hannah 3d was almost awesome&lt;br /&gt;i sung my favorite songs&lt;br /&gt;but i didn&apos;t have the 3d glasses so :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my mom killed a gigantic moth&lt;br /&gt;and talked about my exboyfriends &lt;br /&gt;while my dad is out getting drank with his friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch definately, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;and i also want to go church.&lt;br /&gt;haven&apos;t been to church in like, a month and a half?&lt;br /&gt;ughhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my msn is lagging. &lt;br /&gt;fail.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Jul 2008 19:57:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>it&apos;s only cause i&apos;m still in love</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;sorry so like i didn&apos;t get the chance to talk about the jam this morning&lt;br /&gt;because it was like three or four in the morning and yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically: there were alotta people, but alotta people missing aswell&lt;br /&gt;i have so much alcohol that me and my dad purchased in my fridge&lt;br /&gt;since like no one drank it but like....leen haha...&lt;br /&gt;but we&apos;ll save that for my real birthday&lt;br /&gt;there are so many pictures that i hate looking at because they make it seem like&lt;br /&gt;everythings normal and everything&apos;s how it should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was pissed as shit and it was harder than i thought it would be but&lt;br /&gt;s&apos;all good s&apos;all good....me and leen rated it a 5/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;but i hope everyone had fun&lt;br /&gt;because that&apos;s whats important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is where missisauga and brampton collide&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;some pictures that describe the night&quot;&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v275/105/75/515196574/n515196574_651682_7210.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like it was normal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos-h.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v275/105/75/515196574/n515196574_651679_6126.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, there was a little bit a that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v275/105/75/515196574/n515196574_651681_6854.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;re happy i&apos;m happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos-e.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v275/105/75/515196574/n515196574_651668_2202.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tha afterparty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v275/105/75/515196574/n515196574_651370_6645.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the before party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v275/105/75/515196574/n515196574_651402_7063.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the joes boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v275/105/75/515196574/n515196574_651401_6726.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the brampton girls :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v309/105/75/515196574/n515196574_651502_9373.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v309/105/75/515196574/n515196574_651510_1617.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where brampton and missisauga collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v309/105/75/515196574/n515196574_651514_2811.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;party hardy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v309/105/75/515196574/n515196574_651523_5549.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the campion boys :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v309/105/75/515196574/n515196574_651536_9691.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v309/105/75/515196574/n515196574_651544_2398.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Jul 2008 07:10:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>it&apos;s FINALLY over!!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;things ive established:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i will never throw another house party ever again&lt;br /&gt;- my parents love me more than i thought&lt;br /&gt;- i love EVERYONE who came tonight!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;- leen is my bestest friend in the entire world&lt;br /&gt;- artemio is the cutest thing ever&lt;br /&gt;- i hate baking cupcakes/i hate cupcakes in general&lt;br /&gt;- my exboyfriend...is still my best friend♥&lt;br /&gt;- i love melanie lomboy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;- brampton vs. mississauga = brampton won tonight&lt;br /&gt;- leen was like drank tonight haha&lt;br /&gt;- everyone who came tonight, lets meet for lunch next week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is just, ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 04:52:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>holy shit it&apos;s tommorrow</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;to do list before friday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;strike&gt;1. eat celina&apos;s funnelcake&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;2. go grocery shopping with her later on tonight&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. make those damned cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;4. do my nails red OR throw on some fake nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;5. buy a new slut crown&lt;br /&gt;6. buy some mardi gras beads for myself&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. finish the fucken mix for once and for all&lt;br /&gt;8. burn the fucken mix onto 3 cds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;9. choose straight or curly&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. clean my basement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;11. throw the couch into the basement&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. blow up some damned balloons&lt;br /&gt;13. decide what i&apos;m gonna fucking wear&lt;br /&gt;14. eyebrows need some plucking&lt;br /&gt;15. decide whether i&apos;m gonna do fake lashes or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;16. lay out the chairs in the basement/backyard&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. scavenge the table into my backyard&lt;br /&gt;18. make some signs to put on my front door&lt;br /&gt;19. make the &quot;happy birthday melody&quot; sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;20.&lt;/strike&gt; kill myself&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 05:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the day after tommorrow</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;so it&apos;s about 1am&lt;br /&gt;the POML is the day after tommorrow&lt;br /&gt;still comtemplating straight or curly?&lt;br /&gt;artemio and celina are my b&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit, i still have alot to do.&lt;br /&gt;yet i&apos;m just running around, slacking off&lt;br /&gt;like going to celina&apos;s house to eat funnelcake&lt;br /&gt;and asking everyone what colour they&apos;re wearing&lt;br /&gt;sucks because probably half the people are gonna show in white&lt;br /&gt;when i fully said it&apos;s a fucken colours kinda thing&lt;br /&gt;the only two people allowed are like me and kg&lt;br /&gt;cause we&apos;re mothafucken g&apos;s, nawmean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;to do list before friday:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. eat celina&apos;s funnelcake&lt;br /&gt;2. go grocery shopping with her later on tonight&lt;br /&gt;3. make those damned cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;4. do my nails red OR throw on some fake nails&lt;br /&gt;5. buy a new slut crown&lt;br /&gt;6. buy some mardi gras beads for myself&lt;br /&gt;7. finish the fucken mix for once and for all&lt;br /&gt;8. burn the fucken mix onto 3 cds&lt;br /&gt;9. choose straight or curly&lt;br /&gt;10. clean my basement&lt;br /&gt;11. throw the couch into the basement&lt;br /&gt;12. blow up some damned balloons&lt;br /&gt;13. decide what i&apos;m gonna fucking wear&lt;br /&gt;14. eyebrows need some plucking&lt;br /&gt;15. decide whether i&apos;m gonna do fake lashes or not&lt;br /&gt;16. lay out the chairs in the basement/backyard&lt;br /&gt;17. scavenge the table into my backyard&lt;br /&gt;18. make some signs to put on my front door&lt;br /&gt;19. make the &quot;happy birthday melody&quot; sign&lt;br /&gt;20. kill myself&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Jul 2008 23:59:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i want...</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;i want a boy&lt;br /&gt;who would shove ice cream in my face&lt;br /&gt;who will wrestle with me&lt;br /&gt;who shows me off to his friends&lt;br /&gt;who treats me with respect&lt;br /&gt;who will call me at four in the morning&lt;br /&gt;to tell me he can&apos;t stop thinking about me&lt;br /&gt;who sings to me, even if he can&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;who could break my heart&lt;br /&gt;but wouldn&apos;t dream of it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha, impossible.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 16:59:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the seven things i hate about you</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;I probably shouldn&apos;t say this &lt;br /&gt;But at times I get so scared &lt;br /&gt;When I think about the previous &lt;br /&gt;Relationship we shared &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;It was awesome but we lost it &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;It&apos;s not possible for me not to care &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now &lt;strike&gt;we&apos;re&lt;/strike&gt; i&apos;m standing in the rain &lt;br /&gt;But nothing&apos;s ever gonna change until you hear &lt;br /&gt;My dear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seven things I hate about you &lt;br /&gt;The seven things I hate about you &lt;br /&gt;Oh you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;You&apos;re vain, your games &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;You&apos;re insecure&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;You love me, you like her &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me laugh &lt;br /&gt;You make me cry &lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know which side to buy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Your friends they&apos;re jerks &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;When you act like them &lt;br /&gt;Just know it hurts &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with the one I know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;And the seventh thing I hate the most that you do &lt;br /&gt;You make me love you &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s awkward &lt;strike&gt;and its silent &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;As I wait for you to say &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;What I need to hear now &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;Your sincere apology &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;When you mean it I&apos;ll believe it &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;If you text it I&apos;ll delete it &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s be clear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;Oh, I&apos;m not coming back &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re taking seven steps here &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;The seven things I hate about you &lt;br /&gt; The seven things I hate about you &lt;br /&gt; Oh you &lt;br /&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;You&apos;re vain, your games &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strike&gt;You&apos;re insecure&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;You love me, you like her &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You make me laugh &lt;br /&gt; You make me cry &lt;br /&gt; I don&apos;t know which side to buy &lt;br /&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Your friends they&apos;re jerks &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;When you act like them &lt;br /&gt; Just know it hurts &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I wanna be with the one I know &lt;br /&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;And the seventh thing I hate the most that you do &lt;br /&gt; You make me love you &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And compared to all the great things &lt;br /&gt;That would take too long to write &lt;br /&gt;I probably should mention the seven that I like &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seven things I like about you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;Your hair, your eyes &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your old Levis &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;When we kiss I&apos;m hypnotized &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me laugh, you make me cry &lt;br /&gt;But I guess that&apos;s both I&apos;ll have to buy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;Your hand in mine &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;When we&apos;re intertwined &lt;br /&gt;Everything&apos;s alright &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with the one I know &lt;br /&gt;And the seventh thing I like the most that you do &lt;br /&gt;You make me love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do, oh &lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh, ooh oh &lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh, ooh oh&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 20 Jul 2008 17:38:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>LOLOOLOOOLOOOLOL</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;i know your reading this haha&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;get the fuck off my lifejournal bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;IN OTHER WORDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;i love my family&lt;br /&gt;jandrANDMcrew for days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 20:33:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;i don&apos;t wanna be in a relationship&quot;</title>
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  <description>LOLOLOLOL HONESTLY&lt;br /&gt;i can&apos;t even be mad anymore&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ll just laugh and shake my head&lt;br /&gt;because you&apos;re so stupid&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh darn, brian lopez&lt;br /&gt;you honestly amaze me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;update at 5:09pm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. it&apos;s done. i&apos;m tired of fighting.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 05:24:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>what if?</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;how can you be sure that things are better&lt;br /&gt;if you can&apos;t be sure your heart is still here with me, still wanting me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i&apos;m sitting here at 1:11 in the morning, wearing the gold bling bling chain that my dad bought himself at dollarama for my party. my contacts are still on to try and keep the memory of old flames. maybe gonna watch a little tfc later. it&apos;s kobe&apos;s baptism tommorrow morning and like, ugh. haha i don&apos;t wanna get up and drive to scarborough for that. luckily we&apos;re going to swiss chalet right after. sweet deal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but uh. forget you. you hate me now. gotta move on. how about you? no, you already left me. gotta move on. what about you? maybe. we&apos;ll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love having realtalks with banate after like 1am.&lt;br /&gt;that kid keeps me sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;amp; LBanate.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -on. says (1:22 AM):&lt;br /&gt;All the girls are the same-listen to R&amp;amp;B Hip-Hop dress the same etc etc. But, she listens to rock, don&apos;t dress like the rest, and she doesn&apos;t go up to people and ask for hugs xD. I dunno, when I spend time with her, I feel so happy xD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. girls, i think we honestly need to find guys like this. guys who appreciate us for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s that inbox that keeps me going.&lt;br /&gt;i read it everyday, three or four times a day.&lt;br /&gt;he helps me believe that there&apos;s still hope.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 00:05:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>uyigjkgkdcrtdutdtseurvbkhvuygiyfidea5sey</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;hate&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;br /&gt;life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear you:&lt;br /&gt;i am so sorry. i think i&apos;ve become like, what i&apos;ve never wanted to be. i&apos;m your new lindsay, and i hate that. i&apos;m usually not the bitch ex-girlfriend who&apos;s on your&amp;nbsp;dick for days, but i honestly&amp;nbsp;don&apos;t know what&apos;s wrong with me. i&amp;nbsp;don&apos;t know why i&amp;nbsp;care so much still. you changed my life alot,&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;to this&amp;nbsp;day, everything in my world still reminds me of you. i still wake up &amp;amp; go to bed heartbroken. nothing&apos;s changed.&amp;nbsp;from what i&apos;ve heard it&apos;s like you&apos;re convinced i&apos;m over you. it&apos;s harder&amp;nbsp;than that. you ask me &quot;are you going to paulo&apos;s&quot; like i&apos;m back on that, when i&apos;m not.&amp;nbsp;you texted me earlier saying&amp;nbsp;that you don&apos;t want to talk to me anymore or whatever. is it better? is it worse? the one thing that i still think you don&apos;t understand is, how hard it is&amp;nbsp;to be your friend. like you say &quot;i wanna be&amp;nbsp;friends with you still&quot;. it&apos;s so much harder than you think.&amp;nbsp;the person who i love, left&amp;nbsp;me. again. and now i&apos;m just like emotionally unstable? like i don&apos;t know how to handle things, and i still don&apos;t know what to do. i want to get over you, trust me, i do. i want you to be happy, i want you to do whatever you want and see whoever you want and just, be free. i guess it&apos;s been hard for you since i keep fighting with you about&amp;nbsp;anything and everything..but i realized today that like, i&apos;m done fighting. because i can&apos;t win. i can&apos;t get you back no matter what i do and it sucks. like, we&apos;re starting to fight over nothing now, and it&apos;s becoming ridiculous. the way i&apos;m acting isn&apos;t me, and you&apos;re totally seeing something that i&apos;m not. really when i say i&apos;m sorry i do mean it. as much as you don&apos;t want to believe it. i don&apos;t wanna be lindsay pt.2. you&apos;re my best friend, you always have beeen and i do need you there. it&apos;s just a matter of letting go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you &amp;amp; that&apos;s why it hurts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Jul 2008 04:20:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>and i hate that i love you so</title>
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  <description>&lt;div class=&quot;column author_info&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;name&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;christopher baltazar, you are one amazing guy&lt;br /&gt;i hate seeeing you gone, its tearing up my heart still&lt;br /&gt;i miss you like crazy and....ugh,&lt;br /&gt;see you on my tv screeeeen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so like tommorrow&apos;s ribfest&lt;br /&gt;and i&apos;m mosdef gonna reach with leeen phia and nikki&lt;br /&gt;how fun&lt;br /&gt;girls day @ ribfest&lt;br /&gt;woooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;asdjwoeirjwoiaoijda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate:&lt;br /&gt;exboyfriends&lt;br /&gt;party planning&lt;br /&gt;random people who call my cellphone&lt;br /&gt;people who do my eyebrows bad&lt;br /&gt;hot days/nights&lt;br /&gt;not having any money in my bank account&lt;br /&gt;the philippines&lt;br /&gt;poeple who leave me&lt;br /&gt;etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my love life sucks on the real&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Jul 2008 03:29:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>sighhhhhhh times a million</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;it&apos;s like the only other person i saw myself with is leaving&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;it just sucks.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Jul 2008 00:11:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i am stressed</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;i&apos;m stressed&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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