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  <title>Let's live on dreams</title>
  <subtitle>Fallen Girl</subtitle>
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    <name>Fallen Girl</name>
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  <updated>2007-01-28T02:32:58Z</updated>
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    <title>filletombee @ 2007-01-27T21:32:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-28T02:32:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-28T02:32:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">please, everyone i love, stop leaving me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:filletombee:25004</id>
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    <title>Summer never comes....</title>
    <published>2006-04-28T04:05:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-28T04:05:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>michael buble</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My Life had stood--a Loaded gun--&lt;br /&gt;In Corners--till a Day&lt;br /&gt;The Owner passed--identified--&lt;br /&gt;And carried Me away--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I than He--may longer live&lt;br /&gt;He longer must--than I--&lt;br /&gt;For I have but the power to kill,&lt;br /&gt;Without-- the power to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Emily Dickinson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME TO THE PLAY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO THE POWER OF THREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday April 28th 8pm (MY CAST)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday april 29th 8pm (im not in it but you should still come)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT is AMAZING!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heart acting workshop 06 and the cast of course!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:filletombee:24773</id>
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    <title>sexay rawr!!!.... yeah right.</title>
    <published>2006-04-13T02:31:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-14T03:34:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>rilo kiley</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CDDEFF" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Seduction Style: The Charismatic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatisyourseductionstylequiz/charismatic.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're beyond seductive, you're downright magnetic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You life live and approach seduction on a grand scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an inner self confidence and energy that most people lack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's these talents that make you seem extraordinary - and you truly are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourseductionstylequiz/"&gt;What Is Your Seduction Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to post this because when i saw the results my immediate reaction was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA *roll on the floor peeing on myself* HAHAHA *choke* HAHA *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so sucky with boys.&lt;br /&gt;and people in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new years resolutions.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to communicate/ better communication&lt;br /&gt;workout. aKa dont just think about working out when you are in the shower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" width="450"&gt;&amp;lt;td align="center"&amp;gt;
&lt;img src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/tombstone-Brooke Alexandra Howard-13.jpg" width="254" height="401"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=41"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. the play is going to be amazing. based solely off of the 25th scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE REAL END</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:filletombee:24495</id>
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    <title>thats why the rides light</title>
    <published>2006-04-09T17:03:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-09T17:03:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>letters to cleo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i went to a party at my old house last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was sooooo weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekends are too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe its sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.</content>
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    <title>The rest is still unwritten...</title>
    <published>2006-04-03T15:52:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-03T15:52:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Metric</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Stole this from Eric. i am so easily amused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your music library on shuffle and answer the questions with songs in the order they come up. it doesn't really make sense sometimes, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Whats my mood like right now?&lt;br /&gt;El Distorto De Melodico - Everclear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hows tomorrow going to be?&lt;br /&gt;Vicious World - Rufus Wainwright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What kind of person am I?&lt;br /&gt;Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk - Rufus Wainwright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Am I loved?&lt;br /&gt;Take me or Leave me - Rent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How can I achieve my highest potential?&lt;br /&gt;The Union - Taking Back Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What should I do with my life?&lt;br /&gt;Sweater Song - Weezer (worst answer ever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Is everything going to be alright in the end?&lt;br /&gt;Lines of Light - The Subways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Whats my best quality?&lt;br /&gt;Get in or Get out - Hot Hot Heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How does my sex life look?&lt;br /&gt;80 - Green Day (WTF?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's the meaning of life?&lt;br /&gt;Damaged Goods - Fastball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do people think of me?&lt;br /&gt;Three Hopeful Thoughts - Rilo Kiley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Would I make a good catch?&lt;br /&gt;Dracula's Wedding - Outkast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. How Crazy am I?&lt;br /&gt;Whipping Tree - The Dandy Warhols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Will I have a good life in general?&lt;br /&gt;It's All too much - the beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Can anyone ever really love me?&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, not again - Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Can me and a mate ever be more than friends?&lt;br /&gt;teenage lobotomy - the ramones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Whats going to happen to me this week?&lt;br /&gt;You are my home - Scarlet pimpernel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Where will I be a year from now?&lt;br /&gt;Down the Drain - John Brion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Whats my biggest wish?&lt;br /&gt;Enchantment Passing through(reprise) - Aida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is the love of my life doing at this very moment?&lt;br /&gt;Alternative Baby - Reel big fish (playing a show? or just being alternative?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. How will I die?&lt;br /&gt;Strange and Beautiful - Aqualung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. How do my friends feel about me?&lt;br /&gt;Undiscovered - Ashlee simpson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Are my kisses good?&lt;br /&gt;Lizzy - Ben Kweller ... i guess you have to ask her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Where will I be in 20 years?&lt;br /&gt;23 - Jimmy eat world .... in 20 years i will be 36 no where near 23</content>
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    <title>filletombee @ 2006-04-01T03:01:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-01T08:04:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-01T08:04:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>rufus wainwright</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, i am supposed to be taking the SATs in 4 hours.&lt;br /&gt;but i just got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have a full schedule tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;so mom has decided that i must not take them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll be waiting until may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got really nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think because of SATs &lt;br /&gt;and multiple other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. its april fool's DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;lamest day ever.</content>
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    <title>bored.survey.funtimes.</title>
    <published>2006-03-01T02:47:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-01T02:47:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mozart</lj:music>
    <content type="html">1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought? &lt;br /&gt;i wonder who will notice today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How much cash do you have on you right now?&lt;br /&gt;$46, plus my mom's credito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's a word that rhymes with "DOOR"?&lt;br /&gt;hoar. as in mrs. hoar. i love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite planet?&lt;br /&gt;oooh thats hard. i dunno ANYTHING about planets. sooooo Venus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who is the 5th person on your missed call list on your mobile? &lt;br /&gt;Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite ring tone on your phone? &lt;br /&gt;prolly my new M.I.A. one. its ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;gray gap t shirt. pj style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you "label" yourself?&lt;br /&gt;i guess? i mean if  had to id be a theatre kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Name the brand of shoes you're currently wearing&lt;br /&gt;socks! was wearing asics. tigers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bright or Dark Room?&lt;br /&gt;either bright or dark with candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;reading. waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What did your last text message you received on your mobile say?&lt;br /&gt;"Mmhm mmhm mmhm"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The closest 7-11?&lt;br /&gt;there arent any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's a word that you say a lot?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Who told you he/she or she loved you last?&lt;br /&gt;marisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Last furry thing you touched?&lt;br /&gt;my cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. how many drugs have you taken in the last week??&lt;br /&gt;like cold drugs? cuz if you count those..... 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How many rolls of film do you need to get developed?&lt;br /&gt;none. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite age you have been so far?&lt;br /&gt;13. or 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your worst enemy?&lt;br /&gt;ummm. i dunno. no big enemies. just people i dont like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.What cigarettes do you smoke?&lt;br /&gt;pretty much whatevs light. rarely smoke though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last thing you said to someone?&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, ok, byee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly which would it be?&lt;br /&gt;prolly being able to fly. it would equal a million bucks in saved plane tickets after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. what is ur fave color?&lt;br /&gt;olive/bog green, purple, navy blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. The last song you listened to?&lt;br /&gt;symphony #34 in C - Mozart</content>
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    <title>i love you a bushel and a peck</title>
    <published>2006-02-16T01:45:13Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-16T01:45:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Once on this Island</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Variable Love Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/love.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Propensity for Monogamy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your propensity for monogamy is high.&lt;br /&gt;You find it easy to be devoted and loyal to one person.&lt;br /&gt;And in return, you expect the same from who you love.&lt;br /&gt;Any sign of straying, and you'll end things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience Level:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your experience level is high.&lt;br /&gt;You've loved, lost, and loved again.&lt;br /&gt;You have had a wide range of love experiences.&lt;br /&gt;And when the real thing comes along, you know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominance is medium.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be the one with more power.&lt;br /&gt;You aren't a total control freak in relationships..&lt;br /&gt;But of course you don't mind getting you way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynicism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cynicism is low.&lt;br /&gt;You are an eternal optimist when it comes to love and romance.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times you've been hurt - you're never bitter.&lt;br /&gt;You believe in one true love, your perfect soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;And if you haven't found true love yet, you know you will soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your independence is high.&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to be in love, and sometimes you don't even want love.&lt;br /&gt;Having your own life is very important for you...&lt;br /&gt;Even more important than having a relationship.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/"&gt;The Five Variable Love Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOO accurate.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, LJ wasnt working on my comp for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;now it is. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentine's day. was... whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i ate more on valentine's day than i had for 3 weeks. gross.&lt;br /&gt;no more of that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh georgia....</content>
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    <title>i dont love you, because love is for girls and girls are disgusting!</title>
    <published>2006-02-08T02:45:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-08T03:23:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Counting Crows</lj:music>
    <content type="html">why cant i just sleep for a long while?&lt;br /&gt;let everything just blow over.&lt;br /&gt;wake up to sunshine and a new love.&lt;br /&gt;not like first love&lt;br /&gt;he cant be the last love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boohoo. im emo.&lt;br /&gt;and not because of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah. just let it go. &lt;br /&gt;stupid me holds on too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there could be so many others.&lt;br /&gt;but i wont let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may have to chop off my hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand.&lt;br /&gt;i stole talias photos off of the art cart today.&lt;br /&gt;they make me very happy.&lt;br /&gt;when i grow up i want a house full of pictures talia takes.&lt;br /&gt;i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* i am le tired.</content>
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    <title>what you waiting for?</title>
    <published>2006-01-31T22:56:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-31T22:56:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are The Lovers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/lovers.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You represent ideal love: innocence, trust, exhilaration and joy.&lt;br /&gt;You demonstrate the harmony of opposites, two sides coming together.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you also represent the struggle between what is right and what is tempting.&lt;br /&gt;Control is an issue for you, especially when you don't know your reasons for choosing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fortune:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an important choice you need to make about love, and it will be a difficult choice to make.&lt;br /&gt;You are likely struggling between the love you crave and the love that is right.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, you will choose what you crave, even if it's bad for you.&lt;br /&gt;Because without what you crave, you will feel empty and incomplete.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/"&gt;What Tarot Card Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not struggle&lt;br /&gt;In your web&lt;br /&gt;Because it was my&lt;br /&gt;Aim to get caught&lt;br /&gt;But daddy longlegs&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I'm finally&lt;br /&gt;Growing weary&lt;br /&gt;Of waiting to be&lt;br /&gt;Consumed by you....</content>
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    <title>your mom goes to college</title>
    <published>2006-01-20T04:01:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-20T04:01:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Damien Rice</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Let me just tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have had college counselors for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;and i am already sick of this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont get me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to college, mostly to get away from highschool and OHio, but still i want to go.&lt;br /&gt;but goddamn, just cuz i want to go to college doesnt mean thats all i am allowed to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, ok im so unmotivated right? &lt;br /&gt;and i never do anything right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who is the one who just rearranged her entire schedule and gave up one of her favorite classes so that she could bring up her damn GPA and get into college?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh that must have been some other girl.&lt;br /&gt;not me.&lt;br /&gt;i would never take action in my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats just it though.&lt;br /&gt;its my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i dont want to stay Anywhere NEAR ohio.&lt;br /&gt;sorry i dont want to go to Kenyon.&lt;br /&gt;sorry i dont really like chicago.&lt;br /&gt;sorry i dont wanna go to schools just cuz someone i know who you THINK i like goes there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what is this whole "have something to fall back on" shit.&lt;br /&gt;like honestly, i have made a hard career decision, but its what im passionate about.&lt;br /&gt;at least i know what i want to do.&lt;br /&gt;if i have something to fall back on, then i will, and then i will be miserable for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you say you dont care and that you're doing it for me.&lt;br /&gt;then why do you sound so condesending when you tell me i have a lot to do?&lt;br /&gt;and why do you scream at me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its bad enough i have all this shit with the play, and history, and life.&lt;br /&gt;i dont need you breathing down my neck all the time telling me im not gonna get into my top schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH such fucking fuckheads.&lt;br /&gt;thank you very much Seven fucking Hills.&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much.</content>
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    <title>"i had a dream we were watchin the ashlee simpson show"</title>
    <published>2006-01-01T18:38:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-01T18:40:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Imogen Heap</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ahhh. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have realized that new years is an excuse for people to be crazy and act like idiots.&lt;br /&gt;which is totally fine with me.&lt;br /&gt;i've also realized that people have become totally dependant on parties to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;not so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean some of the best times i have had have just been me and my friends chillin doing crazy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now that i got that out of the way..&lt;br /&gt;i am not upset in any way that i wasnt at a party last night because instead:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first i got pretty dressed up and went to dinner with meg and clay at lemon grass.&lt;br /&gt;where the lady tried to convince clay that chicken is pork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we drove around a lot scopin out the parties. &lt;br /&gt;ended up picking up lyndon and jordan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyndon proceded to shoot off fireworks inside the car.&lt;br /&gt;one hit a house&lt;br /&gt;one went under the car driving behind us&lt;br /&gt;one went in the car&lt;br /&gt;and 2 ended up in someone's (who shall not be named)yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so of course we went to mcDonalds cuz whats a crew reunion without McDonalds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We realized it was pretty close to midnight and thought it would be good to get out of the car&lt;br /&gt;and where did we end up???&lt;br /&gt;BIGGS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty awesome. &lt;br /&gt;shufflin down the foreign food isle and realizing i was in the mexican section listening to salsa music and dancin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we left i threw a tiny shopping cart in the trunk and on we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were on our way to clays to pick up his slumber party clothes when and tall lanky big bird look alike comes running into the street.&lt;br /&gt;it was BEAU!&lt;br /&gt;he convinced us to go to Lucy Blue's &lt;br /&gt;Then we dropped him off and Me, Clay, Lyndon, and Jordan had an awesome sleep over at Jordan's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so a review for those who dont wanna read that long ass thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.i ate at 4 different places last night&lt;br /&gt;2.no parties, just 4 of my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;3.neat minature shopping carts.&lt;br /&gt;4.Midnight in Biggs is way cooler than any where else.&lt;br /&gt;5.fireworks are only cool when shot out of cars.&lt;br /&gt;6.coke is a joke.&lt;br /&gt;7.Dont break the ice is an awesome game.&lt;br /&gt;  connect 4 isnt. even though i beat you lyndon!</content>
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    <title>you scooped me up</title>
    <published>2005-12-18T18:13:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-18T18:13:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>raffi</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" width="450"&gt;&amp;lt;td align="center"&amp;gt;&lt;font size="+2"&gt;Kindness&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Kindness is most important in a boyfriend/girlfriend.  You want someone who will go through everything with you - the best moments and the worst, and all of those other moments in between.  You love to be able to say anything to your partner, and have them say anything to you.  You are able to be extremely close with your partner for that reason.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/result_images/bfgf_piechart-3-3-5-4-5.jpg" alt="Perfect BF/GF Piechart - QuizGalaxy.com" /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=57"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm family stone was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;i saw it twice this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate the holidays. they make me really depressed for no reson.&lt;br /&gt;and i hate that i am one of those people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to spend my holidays getting ready for overtures (should be fun just time consuming)&lt;br /&gt;and learning history.(not fun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone else has a lovely holiday.&lt;br /&gt;at least i will be on an island for christmas.</content>
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    <title>snow.snow.S.no.W</title>
    <published>2005-12-09T03:11:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-09T03:11:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>billie holiday</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Mimi&lt;/b&gt;. You're Mimi! You're not much for rational thought, it seems, and you follow your heart more than your mind. You enjoy danger, and you can probably dance really well. You're older than you seem, and you probably put it all on the line for love. Take it easy on the wildness, but have fun with life!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Mimi&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="88" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;88%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Angel&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Roger&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="69" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;69%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Maureen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="63" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;63%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Collins&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Mark&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="38" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;38%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Joanne&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="38" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;38%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Benny&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="25" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;25%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=14665"&gt;What RENT Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really cool when they cancel the play because of the snow.&lt;br /&gt;yepyepyep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. we better have a snow day tomorrow or im gonna flip a shit.&lt;br /&gt;we prolly wont.&lt;br /&gt;so im gonna have to find some shit to flip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the first time in my life i have been mad at snow.</content>
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    <title>Dear Dad,</title>
    <published>2005-11-26T05:00:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-26T05:00:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">June 15, 1997&lt;br /&gt;Dear dad,&lt;br /&gt;    It was fun when we got to go to putt putt golf every time we went to you wrock and when we went to the french restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;I like it when we go bike riding together. &lt;br /&gt;I like it when you go on the trampoline with me.&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely, positively, love you.&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Brooke</content>
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    <title>mmm. it was delicious</title>
    <published>2005-11-10T00:53:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-10T00:53:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fiona Apple (oh, sailor)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">if you read this,&lt;br /&gt;even if we do not speak often,&lt;br /&gt;comment with one memory of me.&lt;br /&gt;it can be anything you want,&lt;br /&gt;good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;just as long as it happened.&lt;br /&gt;then post this on your mr. eljay.&lt;br /&gt;see what other people remember about you...OR DO THEY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be neat and do it.&lt;br /&gt;mk?</content>
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    <title>Killing Time</title>
    <published>2005-11-07T05:30:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-07T05:31:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bell X1 (eve, is the apple of my eye)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;You say it's obscene to say killing time&lt;br&gt;you call the words obscene, the act a crime&lt;br&gt;you tell me never waste it, let it be&lt;br&gt;but what you don't see is &lt;u&gt;time's killing me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Moments between us are precious breath&lt;br&gt;moments nearer to our waiting death&lt;br&gt;each time I touch you more time slips behind&lt;br&gt;this is the game played by the killing time&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I see the lines that wander in my face&lt;br&gt;I see the lines--a racetrack, like a race&lt;br&gt;you recoginze a beaty in the lines&lt;br&gt;say they're maps of all our love in time&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You say it's obscene to say killing time&lt;br&gt;you call the words obscene, the act a crime&lt;br&gt;you say surrender to the will of time&lt;br&gt;a crime to kill, &lt;strong&gt;time knows more than I&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>ex lovers plee</title>
    <published>2005-11-04T05:48:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-04T05:52:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">its so pathetic how everytime i see a picture of you with another girl i start to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried my eyes out when i saw you with her.&lt;br /&gt;and now this picture with the red haired girl.&lt;br /&gt;i just began to sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why dont you care as much as me?&lt;br /&gt;why am i so stupid and lame?&lt;br /&gt;why can't i just get over it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it killing me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you always say you are "wonderfuL"&lt;br /&gt;and i always say i'm "ok, i guess"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're always dating&lt;br /&gt;and im always waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are like the compass.&lt;br /&gt;you will move round and round&lt;br /&gt;but its to me that you will always return.&lt;br /&gt;we always remain connected.</content>
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    <title>Parting Gift...</title>
    <published>2005-10-26T03:30:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-26T03:30:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>fiona apple</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;I opened my eyes&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;While you were kissing me once, more than once&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br&gt;And you looked as sincere as a dog&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;Just as sincere as a dog does,&lt;br&gt;When it's the food on your lips with which it's in love&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I bet you could never tell&lt;br&gt;That I knew you didn't know me that well&lt;br&gt;It is my fault you see&lt;br&gt;You never learned that much from me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh you silly stupid pastime of mine&lt;br&gt;You were always good for a rhyme&lt;br&gt;And from the first, to the last time, &lt;strong&gt;the signs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Said 'Stop' - but we went on whole-hearted&lt;br&gt;It ended bad, but I love what we started&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;They said 'Stop' - but we went on whole-hearted&lt;br&gt;It ended bad, but I love what we started&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I took off my glasses&lt;br&gt;While you were yelling at me once more than once&lt;br&gt;So as not to see you see me react&lt;br&gt;Should've put 'em, should've put 'em on again&lt;br&gt;So I could see you see me sincerely yelling back&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I bet your fortressed face&lt;br&gt;Belied your fort of lace&lt;br&gt;It is by the grace of me&lt;br&gt;You never learned what I could see&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh you silly stupid pastime of mine&lt;br&gt;You were always good for a rhyme&lt;br&gt;And from the first to all the last times, all the signs&lt;br&gt;Said 'Stop' - but we went on whole-hearted&lt;br&gt;It ended bad, but I love what we started&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;They said 'Stop' - but we went on whole-hearted&lt;br&gt;It ended bad, but I love what we started.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Fiona Apple.&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>what i need...</title>
    <published>2005-10-17T03:59:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-17T03:59:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Rufus wainright</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Go to google.com and type "(your name) needs" Then pick the 5 funniest ones there.&lt;br&gt;(If your name is James, you would put this in to the search engine: "James needs"; you got the idea.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then copy and paste this into a new bulletin with your answers filled in:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andre agassi/ hot couples.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be arrested for murder.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;run Brooke! RUN!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Behavioral health services.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Medicine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i dont even know what to say.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;there's really nothing i can say without sounding like a whiny bitch.&lt;br&gt;school sucks. i hate it. can't wait to leave.&lt;br&gt;yeah.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;life is confusing.&lt;br&gt;i am retarded when it comes to boys.&lt;br&gt;and pretty much everything else.&lt;br&gt;the end.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;love,&lt;br&gt;brooke&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>thingy</title>
    <published>2005-09-20T03:32:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-20T03:32:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Aida</lj:music>
    <content type="html">List twenty facts about yourself. &lt;br /&gt;Note how many minutes it takes you and tag that many people to do it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i have already had my first love.&lt;br /&gt;2. i love grapes&lt;br /&gt;3. i love taking pics of myself.&lt;br /&gt;4. my heart hasn't stopped breaking for over 2 years now.&lt;br /&gt;5. i am trying to move on.&lt;br /&gt;6. i have tried to kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;7. i miss teb and jen.&lt;br /&gt;8. i hate math.&lt;br /&gt;9. i suck at writing.&lt;br /&gt;10. i can't draw.&lt;br /&gt;11. i love singing.&lt;br /&gt;12. i pretend i can do ballet when i dance around my room.&lt;br /&gt;13. i love thunderstorms and rain and dancing in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;14. acting is my life.&lt;br /&gt;15. i pretend to be someone else too often.&lt;br /&gt;16. i care way too much about my clothes&lt;br /&gt;17. i used to care a lot more about school&lt;br /&gt;18. i honestly think i have ADD.&lt;br /&gt;19. i really need someone to love me right now.&lt;br /&gt;20. clay is my big baby boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags(it took me too long so im just pickin some):&lt;br /&gt;Clay&lt;br /&gt;Meg&lt;br /&gt;Talia&lt;br /&gt;Will&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey</content>
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    <title>filletombee @ 2005-09-13T10:13:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-13T02:17:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-13T02:17:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I am here to tell you &lt;u&gt;we can never meet again&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br&gt;Simple really, isn't it, a word or two and then &lt;br&gt;A lifetime of not knowing where or how or why or when &lt;br&gt;You think of me or speak of me and wonder what befell &lt;br&gt;The someone you once loved so long ago so well &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Never wonder what I'll feel as living shuffles by &lt;br&gt;You don't have to ask me and I need not reply &lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every moment of my life from now until I die &lt;br&gt;I will think or dream of you and fail to understand &lt;br&gt;How a perfect love can be confounded out of hand &lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Is it written in the stars &lt;br&gt;Are we paying for some crime &lt;br&gt;Is that all that we are good for &lt;br&gt;Just a stretch of mortal time &lt;br&gt;For some God's experiment &lt;br&gt;In which we have no say &lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In which we're given paradise &lt;br&gt;But only for a day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Nothing can be altered, there is nothing to decide &lt;br&gt;No escape, no change of heart, no anyplace to hide. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are all I'll ever want, but this I am denied &lt;br&gt;Sometimes in my darkest thoughts, I wish I'd never learned &lt;br&gt;What it is to be in love and have that love returned&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Is it written in the stars &lt;br&gt;Are we paying for some crime?&lt;br&gt;Is that all that we are good for &lt;br&gt;Just a stretch of mortal time? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;For some God's experiment &lt;br&gt;In which we have no say &lt;br&gt;I&lt;font size="4"&gt;n which we're given paradise &lt;br&gt;But only for a day. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;-Aida&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Goodbye</title>
    <published>2005-09-07T03:20:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-07T03:20:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, tonight was lisbet and jen's last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am sitting here crying my brains out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been so sad lately.&lt;br /&gt;and seeing them go is such a shock.&lt;br /&gt;it never really seemed real until tonight.&lt;br /&gt;and im so glad they are getting the hell out of this shit hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and talia and i just cried all the way to her car and played loud depressing music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen:&lt;br /&gt;we were only really close towards the end of last year but, we always talked and had stupid jokes at school.&lt;br /&gt;such as you have no soul and espresso beans.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i didnt really get as close to you as i would've liked. &lt;br /&gt;don't let people get you down. cuz no matter where you go someone isnt gonna like you.&lt;br /&gt;and thats just the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;but the important thing is i love you. and so do many others and thats all you need to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisbet: &lt;br /&gt;we went through so much together.&lt;br /&gt;And although i got you out of your shell at first, you helped pull me out of mine when i was gettins sucked into the 7 hills shit.&lt;br /&gt;i'll never forget the nights we spent together talking about the future and lighting candles.&lt;br /&gt;and when i was crying and i went to hug you and you turned away because you thought i was gonna punch you.&lt;br /&gt;and being stupid freshman.&lt;br /&gt;and swimming in the fountain.&lt;br /&gt;and staying home on the weekend to sing rent and take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so afraid that without you i will lose myself because i feel like you brought out the best in me.&lt;br /&gt;and although i've only known you for 2 years now i feel like you have effected me more than almost anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;i love you deeply. &lt;br /&gt;and although i am sad for me i am so happy that you are leaving.&lt;br /&gt;i know it is the best thing for you.&lt;br /&gt;and i know if you stayed here your little soul would crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i love you both.&lt;br /&gt;and to talia. i love you.&lt;br /&gt;and we will take care of each other.</content>
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    <title>i dont know</title>
    <published>2005-09-05T04:40:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-05T04:40:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;everything right now is so weird and fucked up. &lt;br /&gt;and fun and not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its mostly that i want to apoligize for how i've been lately. &lt;br /&gt;cuz when things at home are shitty i take it out on all of you.&lt;br /&gt;and i shouldn't do that cuz its not your fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;for everything i've done.&lt;br /&gt;and for everything i am about to do.</content>
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    <title>What if?</title>
    <published>2005-08-19T20:31:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-19T20:31:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;What if there was no lie&lt;br&gt;Nothing wrong, nothing right&lt;br&gt;What if there was no time&lt;br&gt;And no reason, or rhyme&lt;br&gt;What if you should decide&lt;br&gt;That you don't want me there by your side&lt;br&gt;That you don't want me there in your life&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if I got it wrong&lt;br&gt;And no poem or song&lt;br&gt;Could put right what I got wrong&lt;br&gt;Or make you feel I belong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;What if you should decide&lt;br&gt;That you don't want me there by your side&lt;br&gt;That you don't want me there in your life&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ooh ooh-ooh, that's right&lt;br&gt;Let's take a breath, jump over the side&lt;br&gt;Ooh ooh-ooh, that's right&lt;br&gt;How can you know it, if you don't even try&lt;br&gt;Ooh ooh-ooh, that's right&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every step that you take&lt;br&gt;Could be your biggest mistake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;It could bend or it could break&lt;br&gt;That's the risk that you take&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What if you should decide&lt;br&gt;That you don't want me there in your life&lt;br&gt;That you don't want me there by your side&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ooh ooh-ooh, that's right&lt;br&gt;Let's take a breath, jump over the side&lt;br&gt;Ooh ooh-ooh, that's right&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can you know when you don't even try&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ooh ooh-ooh, that's right&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ohhh - Ooh ooh-ooh, that's right, &lt;br&gt;Let's take a breath, jump over the side.&lt;br&gt;Ooh ooh-ooh, that's right,&lt;br&gt;You know that darkness always turns into light.&lt;br&gt;Ooh-ooh, that's right&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Coldplay

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