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  <title>Lullaby</title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2005 00:24:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;250&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/&quot;&gt;adopt your own virtual pet!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 04 Sep 2005 14:00:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>An Update</title>
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  <description>Yesterday i was sitting in my living room, Theresa had just left to go get ready for work. I got up to go get something in my room, and i noticed she was coming back. She came in the door and sat down on one of the chairs and started crying real hard. I read what she handed me, i read it out loud like this &quot;Yep you guessed it, we got....married!&quot; the dot dot dot was my doing a pause and then freaking out. i sat at her feet as she cried. Fuck, was all i could think of. She is his daughter, his baby and they fucking eloped and didn&apos;t tell anyone! A lot of drama progressed as the day went on, but i think she is ok now. i&apos;ll let her sleep. I love you Theresa.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2005 02:45:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I hate that i loved you, i hate that i loved all of you. you were so beautiful and im sorry. forgive me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 May 2005 13:33:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Meh...NAKED!</title>
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  <description>&lt;table style=&quot;font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;form action=&quot;http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074769185&quot; method=&quot;POST&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=&quot;2&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;What Icons are for you? by ladyallie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Username&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;armored_username&quot; value=&quot;plasticentity&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; 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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2005 04:18:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Love me harder</title>
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  <description>Hip on hip we ride.&lt;br /&gt;Skin to skin we slide.&lt;br /&gt;experience and knowledge applied.&lt;br /&gt;movements so sound i cried.&lt;br /&gt;piece in piece, side by side,&lt;br /&gt;Body with body, divide.</description>
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  <lj:mood>devious</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 Apr 2005 20:32:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>What have i done. god forgive me.</description>
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  <lj:mood>FUCKED UP!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Apr 2005 00:04:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Tears of Bacardi</title>
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  <description>Men come and go so quickly, like the wind they may russel through my hair, but the breeze never stays does it? i am single once again, but i still cant find satisfaction or comfort in my words. i curse myself.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2005 16:20:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Max wrote this on the spot. I like it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bring my brain more pain,  burning myself insane, but one thing i can see, there&apos;s a big world out there, people i need to see, some who deserve me more then others, still question love, seems like i don&apos;t have a heart, to give away, no its just i never have before, so much one human should succed in one life, maybe its just there&apos;s so much, way too much, sound like hippie when i say it just blow my mind, but i know that there&apos;s honey sweeter than wine</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Mar 2005 01:13:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I have a new child, and her name is Galadriel. She is my new laptop and i am sitting at scottie mcbean listening to georgous men sing and play. i guess my dad just got tired of having to fix my computer. well im out for now. ^_^</description>
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  <lj:music>scotties boys</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Mar 2005 18:36:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The ongoing list..</title>
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  <description>Things that will make me a better person:&lt;br /&gt;-Drink less&lt;br /&gt;-Smoke more&lt;br /&gt;-Read a book about Napoleon&lt;br /&gt;-Paint for only myself&lt;br /&gt;-Laugh more&lt;br /&gt;-Kiss in the heat, love in the cold&lt;br /&gt;-Dance in the park of roses when the moon in full&lt;br /&gt;-Falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;-Prove femanism wrong&lt;br /&gt;-Prove that god is right&lt;br /&gt;-Dance in my underwear to Frank Senatra&lt;br /&gt;-Learn to like grapefruit&lt;br /&gt;-Never cry because im sad&lt;br /&gt;-Never care that people might not like what i look like&lt;br /&gt;-Never judge someone&lt;br /&gt;-Look good in purple&lt;br /&gt;-To stop making big mistakes.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Mar 2005 16:05:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Last night i could not sleep, my face was wet and cold, tears were drying to my cheeks and creating new streamy paths. I whimpered and screamed but i didnt make any noises, which is worse as it breaks any emotional stability that you have. i curled up and fell on my side. I dont know what triggered it, but thoughts that had been in the back of my mind felt more real the harder i cried. I still think that i should get myself pregnant so that i will not have to be alone anymore, and having a baby would be easier, someone to cling to me, someone to live for. I just wish this was easier, i know im crazy enough to do it, but i dont know if i have the energy to take care of someone when i cant take care of myself. i just dont feel safe right now, and i wish i could. i want to be cradled, but its not going to be happen. and that hurts.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Mar 2005 18:10:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dream sweet</title>
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  <description>I like your company, i like who i am around you, i like that you make me feel safe when i stand next to you, i like that when im alone im smiling, something that you told me is that you are trying to find out who you are, and i know that when you find him, you will make some girl very happy, dont change. Thank you for last night, i have not looked forward to something so much in a very long time. it would make me happy if we could do it again.</description>
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  <lj:music>In the waiting line- Zero 7</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Mar 2005 16:54:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>The thought of you makes my heart feel heavy, im grinning but no one can tell unless they look in my eyes i feel like laughing, only if you hold me in your arms and stroke my back. Nothing right now matters, just the thought of you and me, this song, as long as it plays over and over, and while it plays i think of you, as long as i can keep this, i think i will be ok, let me keep this. right now i feel like im dreaming i just cant stop playing this song, and like a lullaby its puting me to sleep, it feels so good right now that i dont want to wake up. let me keep you and dont forget to keep me. i just want the feeling of you, holding me as tight but yet as softly as you can. Do me a favor, turn on this song and lay down, close your eyes, listen to the sound not so much the words, and think of me. dream sweet beautiful child. (such great heights by iron &amp; wine, listen and do what i wrote) i told you i never forget.</description>
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  <lj:music>such great heights - iron &amp; wine</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2005 17:58:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>To no one</title>
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  <description>Were i to re-align the stars,&lt;br /&gt;I would place the constalations in your favor,&lt;br /&gt;if its light darkens any part of you i will cast it from the skies,&lt;br /&gt;and you will shine brighter than any of the stars in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Cast me not away sweet child,&lt;br /&gt;for with you i am made whole.&lt;br /&gt;Laugh and my heart soars,&lt;br /&gt;cry and my sould weeps.&lt;br /&gt;why would you have doubt in your life,&lt;br /&gt;when i would give you my world.&lt;br /&gt;You would shame the very stars dear love,&lt;br /&gt;if only you were to let it be so.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2005 03:13:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dont dream</title>
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  <description>If you have ever had a person try to mentally and verbally hurt you, you know that if they know what can really effect you, and get inside your head, they will use it to do what damage they can. If you ever could see what your pain was in an almost pictographic imagery, then you know my pain. To dream of what you fear and what hurts you is to never be able to forget the things you want to. It is a constant and tragic reminder of what used to be and in many cases what consists to be. In my dreams i can see all of what i hate, love, fear, and hope for. demonic dreams could be considered a curse, but what am i to do about being cursed. All i have left is the people i love and my god, why do i still feel cold at night?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Aug 2004 21:49:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>North Carolina</title>
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  <description>The 6-13th i will be in North Carolina with Cara, if you need me you can leave me a message here and ill check it when i get back, in fact i think you should leave me a message, just so that i can feel special about someone  thinking about me ^_^ ill have my cell phone with me, so if you want to talk to me you can call 565-0862 but i think you have to do the area code first, not sure though. im going to miss all of you very much, a part of me doesnt want to go, cause i dont like being away from my home and my friends, but i know that when i get back i will have made my friendship with cara alot better. Those of you who know and like my family, you can stop by and say hey because they like when my friends realize that they are not just people who exist. anyway, im pretty down cause i dont like leaving, but leave me a message or call me, and i will talk to all of you on the 13th.. i hope it goes faster than im thinking. i love all of you. ~muah!~</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Aug 2004 18:29:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Aug 2004 19:21:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>~cries~</title>
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  <description>singlemetropolis: boo!&lt;br /&gt;rowboat speed: holy wow&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: hey what are you doing today?&lt;br /&gt;rowboat speed: hangin&apos; out with my pal alex&lt;br /&gt;rowboat speed: then, after that, i don&apos;t know&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: sweet&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: after that you should hang out with me cause im sweet&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: ;-)&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: and ill talk dirty to you ^_^&lt;br /&gt;rowboat speed: excellent&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;rowboat speed: only if you talk dirty to me&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: oh i will, but i can only talk dirty to you if you kiss me&lt;br /&gt;rowboat speed: oh snap&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: but if you kiss me, i think we would have to make out&lt;br /&gt;rowboat speed: sheesh&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: but i dont have a problem with that, do you?&lt;br /&gt;rowboat speed: not that i know of&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: sweet&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: well im down&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: so if we were alone i would take your shirt off and throw it somewhere random and i would make soft kisses up your body and kiss you rough as i grind my hips to yours?&lt;br /&gt;rowboat speed: you would?&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: fuck yeah!&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: bwahaha&lt;br /&gt;rowboat speed: ahhh&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: ::dance::&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: i would whisper 21s5w&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: 3&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: sorry&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: i whisper sweet nothings into you ear &lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: ::sweet nothings::&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: ill stop&lt;br /&gt;rowboat speed: haha&lt;br /&gt;rowboat speed: no&lt;br /&gt;rowboat speed: you&apos;re fun&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: well id be more fun if i didnt act so shy around you&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: cause im just a tad wild when it gets down to it&lt;br /&gt;rowboat speed: word up&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: you would most likely act weird if i tried anything would you?&lt;br /&gt;rowboat speed: is that i question?&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: i dont know&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: but sense im being blunt today and i could never tell you this, you have no idea how much i fucking liked you, i thought about you alot and couldnt tell you because for once i thought it might work out if i wasnt forward&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: debbie knew, she told me to tell you but i couldnt &lt;br /&gt;rowboat speed: ah&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: and &lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: im&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis:  rea&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: lly&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: really done being blunt now&lt;br /&gt;rowboat speed: ok&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: i feel stupid&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: now&lt;br /&gt;rowboat speed: you shouldn&apos;t feel stupid&lt;br /&gt;rowboat speed: no reason to feel stupid&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: yeah but im glad i told you, i did it because it didnt think it mattered anymore, cause i know you dont feel that way, am i right?&lt;br /&gt;rowboat speed: yeah, you&apos;re right&lt;br /&gt;singlemetropolis: k, just making sure</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 31 Jul 2004 04:02:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Ok so i made out with someone tonight, and im not going to say who... god am i not..anyway, i made out with this person so that someone would buy them a pack of smokes, and let me tell you, this was the weirdest experience of my entire life.. good god, but i.its ok.. ill get over it. i just hope they are not weirded out by it when im pretty much ok with it. wow, if you read this, im sorry.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Jul 2004 20:49:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;table style=&quot;font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;form action=&quot;http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?un=ChibiMarronchan&amp;amp;meme=1074662660&quot; method=&quot;POST&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=&quot;2&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;Your love is... by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.hometown.aol.com/yoyogirl8910/&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;ChibiMarronchan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your name is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;Your name is...&quot; value=&quot;Leah&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your kiss is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your hugs are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;friendly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;twinkle in the moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your touch is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;irresistable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your smell is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your smile is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;hypnotising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your love is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;unique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;un&quot; value=&quot;ChibiMarronchan&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;meme&quot; value=&quot;1074662660&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;-1&quot; color=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://memegen.deskslave.org/&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Jul 2004 16:02:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>For &quot;anothersense&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img28.photobucket.com/albums/v83/plasticentity/t-rex/31047px1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img28.photobucket.com/albums/v83/plasticentity/t-rex/31411_202304_th.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img28.photobucket.com/albums/v83/plasticentity/t-rex/t-rex.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img28.photobucket.com/albums/v83/plasticentity/t-rex/baby-t-rex.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img28.photobucket.com/albums/v83/plasticentity/t-rex/cgan102l.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img28.photobucket.com/albums/v83/plasticentity/t-rex/dinonumbers_tlsbooks-com11-bu-l.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img28.photobucket.com/albums/v83/plasticentity/t-rex/Picture_005.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img28.photobucket.com/albums/v83/plasticentity/t-rex/baby_trex_begging_md_wht.gif&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 24 Jul 2004 21:36:34 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>How could you say that I don’t know what it feels like to have someone lie to you to, you know all too well what I went through and I know what you went through. I can’t even fucking understand that you will not believe me, here I sit offering you a relationship and pouring my heart out to you who I do very much care about. And you will not even believe much less listen to what I’m saying to you. I know that if I said I’m sorry for lying to you that it might make things better, but then I would be lying straight to your face, for real this time. I don’t care if you made out with Theresa or told Cara that you like her, but I do care that you cant even fathom the idea that you might be wrong about what you think of me, you cant even consider it can you? and I know what happened to you, and I know what it did to you, the same happened to me, and I know that the thing that you hate more than anything in this world is lying, well you know what I hate more than anything? Mistrust, I can’t understand that you don’t trust me. Here I am dean, go ahead take me if you want, I know that I could make you happy, but if you can’t even trust me, then fuck you! trust means that you put you faith in someone and take a chance, go ahead dean, try me, lets see if for once in your life you can move on from what happened, take a chance, stop being scared, and fucking trust me, I pour my heart to you, take it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 24 Jul 2004 18:02:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;table border=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;6&quot; cellspacing=&quot;1&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; style=&quot;border-style: dashed; border-color: #FF5151; background-color: #FFFFFF; font-family: &amp;#39;Trebuchet MS&amp;#39;, Arial, times, sans-serif; color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#FF5151&quot;&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/font&gt;Leah and &lt;font color=&quot;#FF5151&quot;&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/font&gt;Marlboro&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are rumoured to have conceived twenty-eight thousand genius children.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Enjoy it when they chat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Need chaperoning.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shall always be friends. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;form method=&quot;GET&quot; action=&quot;http://www.haydenpratt.com/heartstats.pl&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; size=&quot;20&quot; name=&quot;n1&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;My Heartstats?&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;-2&quot;&gt;Orchestrated by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/ianiceboy/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.haydenpratt.com/lovejournal.gif&quot; width=&quot;17&quot; height=&quot;17&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; align=&quot;absmiddle&quot;&gt;ianiceboy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2004 04:46:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Test, take it</title>
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  <description>Firsts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First best friend: Theresa Zumwinkle&lt;br /&gt;First car: Still don’t have one&lt;br /&gt;First date: Movie?&lt;br /&gt;First real kiss: Matt Saunders &lt;br /&gt;First break-up: Matt Saunders&lt;br /&gt;First screen name: Juliet43085&lt;br /&gt;First self purchased album: Savage Garden &lt;br /&gt;First funeral: My moms dad&lt;br /&gt;First pets: My current dog, Polly ^_^&lt;br /&gt;First piercing/tattoo: Ears&lt;br /&gt;First credit card: Still don’t have one&lt;br /&gt;First enemy: don’t remember &lt;br /&gt;First musician you remember hearing in your house: Joni Mitchel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last cigarette: 5 minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;Last car ride: about an hour ago&lt;br /&gt;Last kiss: About a month ago&lt;br /&gt; Last good cry: Last night&lt;br /&gt;Last library book checked out: Don’t remember&lt;br /&gt;Last movie seen: The butterfly effect &lt;br /&gt;Last beverage drank: milkshake at work&lt;br /&gt;Last food consumed: Wendy’s &lt;br /&gt;Last crush: Justin&lt;br /&gt;Last phone call: Patty B.&lt;br /&gt;Last time showered: before I left for work&lt;br /&gt;Last shoes worn: My brown circa’s &lt;br /&gt;Last cd played: Elliot smith &lt;br /&gt;Last disappointment: not being able to go home when I was in florida&lt;br /&gt;Last time wanting to die: When I could not forget about levi&lt;br /&gt;Last time scolded: Today&lt;br /&gt; Last shirt worn: Low cut black shirt thing (soft ^_^)&lt;br /&gt;Last Web site visited: www.myspace.com&lt;br /&gt;Last word you said: goodnight&lt;br /&gt;Last song you sang: instant pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is in your cd player?: nothing actually…SHOCK!&lt;br /&gt;What color socks are you wearing?: no socks&lt;br /&gt;What color of underwear are you wearing?: pink lace&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s under your bed?: my journal/diary&lt;br /&gt;What time did you wake up today?: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to go?: to the park of roses to cry&lt;br /&gt;What is your career going to be?: an artist&lt;br /&gt;Where are you going to live?: most likely here&lt;br /&gt;How many kids do you want?: 2&lt;br /&gt;What kind of car(s): Pontiac Lemanz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current mood: Crushed&lt;br /&gt;Current music: Silence&lt;br /&gt;Current taste: Cigarettes &lt;br /&gt;Current hair: Blond curly&lt;br /&gt;Current longing: To be in a relationship&lt;br /&gt;Current desktop picture: random emo boy with angel wings&lt;br /&gt;Current favorite artist: Frida Kalo&lt;br /&gt;Current book(s): Memoirs of a geisha &lt;br /&gt;Current color of toenails: I don’t wear polish &lt;br /&gt;Current time-12:41 a.m &lt;br /&gt;Current hate: nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is: Leah Hope&lt;br /&gt;I may seem: Happy&lt;br /&gt;But I(&apos;m) really: just hurting right now&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel: Wild&lt;br /&gt;In the morning I: go to school&lt;br /&gt;I like to sleep: with lots of pillows and blankets curled up&lt;br /&gt;If I could be doing anything right now I would be: kissing someone who liked me&lt;br /&gt;Money is: nothing to me&lt;br /&gt;One thing I wish I had is: someone to actually love me back&lt;br /&gt;One thing I have that I wish I didn&apos;t is: a past&lt;br /&gt;All I need is: acceptance&lt;br /&gt;Love is: the world</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 17 Jul 2004 19:10:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>have you ever wanted something you cant have? why cant i have it? i have never felt this strongly, to the point where i cry when i think about it, just because of the fact that deep inside me i know nothing would come of it. If i got what i want, would i know what to do? things keep happening that put him in my head, like he will call or show up to where i am, i dont know what to do, when i just wish for once someone would work out for me.</description>
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