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  <title>mystery fix</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Mar 2003 04:58:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>of course-- it&apos;s never that simple</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.boomspeed.com/xsooverthisx/crazydeck.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.boomspeed.com/xsooverthisx/mycrap.JPG&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>and repeat| mellowdrone</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 24 Dec 2002 00:03:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>watch me choke on my own tongue</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;when does the pain stop and the pleasure begin..or is it one in the same? intertwined like the muscles above a women&apos;s uterus. I think that it can be one is the same. I felt like laying down while taking a shower once again today but i turned off all the lights. i can&apos;t really explain the pure emotions i&apos;m feeling. they are extremely intense. i feel like if anyone touches me emotionally or physically i&apos;m gonna explode with feeling. all my insides are pushing against the surface waiting it barge out at any second. if my life really was a movie and i had special effects and all that shit it would have been like my mind getting to a point of no foreseen return and suddenly slits appearing all over my body and thick dark blood such a deep red it looked black, would ooze out. i laid there for 2 hours..with water that sporadically changed temperature hitting me..thinking the most intense thoughts. i thought that i was going to combust. fuck. if someone were to suck that feeling out of me i think it would be glowing that&apos;s how much energy and shit is in it. i kinda wanna a physical showing of my feelings. i want my body to show me what&apos;s going on. i seriously doubt that slits are gonna suddenly appear or fire is gonna come of my skin but i really wish that my body was that powerful. then, i was thinking wouldn&apos;t it be kool if i was surrounded by ice and i turned blue. heh. i mean, i don&apos;t think i will ever really be able to explain what i felt and what i&apos;m still kinda feeling but all i know is that it gave me so many kool movie ideas or scenes or what have you. i am screaming internally. mental adrenaline. during all of these combustication thoughts, feelings, etc. i couldn&apos;t help but notice all my imperfections they shined through like strands of light in a dark room. then i just wanted to leave my body and become the wind. i felt so ugly. i can&apos;t take it anymore. well, i&apos;m not gonna go into too much detail about that. it doesn&apos;t feel right. the point is now everything is&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; extreme, chaotic, intense, magnified, amazing, full of wonder, full of pleasure,&lt;/b&gt; so &lt;u&gt;indulgent&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>&quot;the way things are&quot;-fiona apple</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Nov 2002 17:24:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>erm</title>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;FAIRY TALE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.fuali.com/o.gif&quot; align=&quot;left&quot; alt=&quot;O&quot; /&gt;nce upon a time there has a young &lt;b&gt;WIGGER&lt;/b&gt; named &lt;b&gt;BRYAN&lt;/b&gt;.  He was &lt;b&gt;HYSTERICALLY&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;LAUGHING&lt;/b&gt; in the &lt;b&gt;DUMB&lt;/b&gt; forest when he met &lt;b&gt;PRETTY&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;STEVE&lt;/b&gt;, a run-away &lt;b&gt;INTERPRETIVE DANCER&lt;/b&gt; from the &lt;b&gt;SCARY&lt;/b&gt; Queen &lt;b&gt;JAMIE&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;BRYAN&lt;/b&gt; could see that &lt;b&gt;PRETTY&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;STEVE&lt;/b&gt; was hungry so he reached into his &lt;b&gt;TUPPERWARE&lt;/b&gt; and give him his &lt;b&gt;YUKIE&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;CHEESE&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;PRETTY&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;STEVE&lt;/b&gt; was thankful for &lt;b&gt;BRYAN&lt;/b&gt;&apos;s &lt;b&gt;CHEESE&lt;/b&gt;, so he told &lt;b&gt;BRYAN&lt;/b&gt; a very &lt;b&gt;HOT&lt;/b&gt; story about Queen &lt;b&gt;JAMIE&lt;/b&gt;&apos;s daughter &lt;b&gt;RACHEL&lt;/b&gt;. How her mother, the &lt;b&gt;SCARY&lt;/b&gt; Queen &lt;b&gt;JAMIE&lt;/b&gt;, kept her locked away in a &lt;b&gt;STRAW HUT&lt;/b&gt; protected by a gigantic &lt;b&gt;KANGAROO&lt;/b&gt;, because &lt;b&gt;RACHEL&lt;/b&gt; was so &lt;b&gt;LOVELY&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;BRYAN&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;SAT&lt;/b&gt;. He vowed to &lt;b&gt;PRETTY&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;STEVE&lt;/b&gt; the &lt;b&gt;INTERPRETIVE DANCER&lt;/b&gt; that he would save the &lt;b&gt;LOVELY&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;RACHEL&lt;/b&gt;. He would &lt;b&gt;KISS&lt;/b&gt; the &lt;b&gt;KANGAROO&lt;/b&gt;, and take &lt;b&gt;RACHEL&lt;/b&gt; far away from her eveil mother, the &lt;b&gt;SCARY&lt;/b&gt; Queen &lt;b&gt;JAMIE&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;FROLICK&lt;/b&gt; her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, all of the sudden, there was a &lt;b&gt;TITILLATING&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;WIND&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;PRETTY&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;STEVE&lt;/b&gt; the &lt;b&gt;INTERPRETIVE DANCER&lt;/b&gt; began to laugh. With a puff of smoke he turned into the gigantic &lt;b&gt;KANGAROO&lt;/b&gt; from his story. &lt;b&gt;SCARY&lt;/b&gt; Queen &lt;b&gt;JAMIE&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;ROLLED&lt;/b&gt; out from behind a &lt;b&gt;BAR OF SOAP&lt;/b&gt; and struck &lt;b&gt;BRYAN&lt;/b&gt; dead. In the far off &lt;b&gt;STRAW HUT&lt;/b&gt; you could hear a &lt;b&gt;YELP&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;THE END.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fuali.com/bold_words.aspx?story=Fairy_Tale&quot;&gt;Make your own &lt;b&gt;Fairy Tale&lt;/b&gt; at fuali.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>&quot;gender&quot;-orgy</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Nov 2002 07:35:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dumdum dizzy dizzy dumdum</title>
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  <description>i actually miss him...*stares at the screen* this is crazy..does this make me clingy? eww, i hope not. i mean, it&apos;s just an emotion. *lol* why am i even writing this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.boomspeed.com/xsooverthisx/sunshirt3.JPG&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>&quot;gender&quot;-orgy</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 09 Nov 2002 01:31:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>girl scout&apos;s honor</title>
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  <description>++she wore her smile today-she felt enchanted-she is still kinda weary++</description>
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  <lj:music>&quot;brena&quot;-apc</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">&quot;brena&quot;-apc</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 09 Nov 2002 01:25:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>sucka love</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;RecentlyDistrest&lt;/b&gt;: jamie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; *haha*..i say you revolt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RecentlyDistrest:&lt;/b&gt; chain myself to the bathroom?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RecentlyDistrest:&lt;/b&gt; lol...with what?  rubber bands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; yeah!!! no stringed pop corn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RecentlyDistrest:&lt;/b&gt; yeah!  oh no...but they can eat my chains.... how bout dental floss?  it IS the bathroom after all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; yeah..then if you are there for a longtime you can floss maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; or they can, to get the pop corn outta their teeth</description>
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  <lj:music>&quot;sleeping beauty&quot;-apc</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">&quot;sleeping beauty&quot;-apc</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Nov 2002 04:04:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>eeek..that was great</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX&lt;/b&gt;-julian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; i caught myself watching dr.phill today..i was like &quot;what has my life become?!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; LMAO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; you fucking rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; goodness gracious..it was madness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; what was it about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; like this guy that spit on his g/f or something and she was in jail..*lol* i came in at the end of the story but even though the guy was an ass she still wanted him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; i was a bit confused &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; if I spit on you would you still want me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; *lol* um, depends..why would you spit on me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; like... it was probably an accident... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; I dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; now I&apos;m thinking about the guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; like he said something to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; and a little bit of spit got in her high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; not high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; &amp;lt;~dumbass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; he knew he was a jerk so i doubt that it was casual spit tossing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; casual spit tossing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; *LOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; what an activity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; *hahaha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; for some reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; that sounds fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; as an all guy activity.. spit tossing... seeing how far they could spit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; or like a guy and girl thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XSpiral VisionX:&lt;/b&gt; like massive violent kissing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; *LOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; which i&apos;m sure many have done each</description>
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  <lj:music>&quot;dizzy&quot;-orgy</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Nov 2002 07:24:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>wilted</title>
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  <description>they say i&apos;m jaded because they know it&apos;s true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, i don&apos;t really like writing what i think because i get bored so quickly. I get dissatisfied with typing or even writing about things that I really don&apos;t want to explain for fear that i come off too weak or i don&apos;t really even know how to explain. But, considering the day i&apos;ve had i&apos;m gonna risk it and dive head first into this whole &quot;writing what i&apos;m actually feeling&quot; business. Bear with me, that&apos;s even if you got to this sentence without being completely uninterested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up feeling empty and alone, how i have been feeling a lot this week. *rolls eyes* and it&apos;s because bryan is back and my emotions are exposed for everyone to play with. oh, heh, and maybe because I gave into my dad and we kinda are on speaking terms. That&apos;s the hard part about feeling after you try so hard not to feel for sucha longtime. Every little thing hits your heart hard and kinda makes you emotionally dizzy for a couple days or in some cases a couple weeks. The good news about this week is that I have made amends with my lovely and dear friend monica. *smiles* We have been through so much together and I&apos;m glad that we worked things out. I wanted something temporarily pain altering today so bad. I had a fight with my mother about her incompetence and lack of being around, for the 100th time this year..or lifetime. She got offended and we had our bicker for about 20 mins and of course, i cried because i&apos;m weak as hell. Sure, I was strong enough to say stuff to make her feel bad but by doing this does that even qualify as being strong or just more fucking weak? So, she left and I cried in my sad corner and listened to mindless..heh. good &apos;ol mindless. Laying on the floor, in the dark, loud music blasting from my small computer speakers and all i wanted is some kind of pill and a drink. I seriously considered ending it but don&apos;t get all fucked up and think i want attention because I don&apos;t even have the guts to tie the rope into a nuse or get the glass of vodka to suck down all those aspirins with. I can&apos;t do it because I have a little voice screaming in my head, telling me, giving me hope that I might have a better future where I don&apos;t have to rely on so many people. Maybe, to just keep on going. Okay, suicide, out of the question. what else is there..i wanted drugs so bad and I probably would have done them if I had them but lack of energy to figure out how to get some and lack of transportation left me with me tears on my cheek and jimmy in my ears. My mom came back and was afraid to leave me alone but I told her it was alright I didn&apos;t bullshit with her I told her just what I told you now not to worry because I&apos;m weak and I can&apos;t end it. So, she left kinda hesatently..but brought back fight club&amp;lt;3 and mulhulland[[sp?]] drive. Then, she went with sam and I have a feeling that they talked about me because when they came back he was a nervous and asking me if I was okay. whatever. But, fight club made me happy..it was fantasic. seriously it was enchanting. We are having all these complications with the car my dad is sending down..not with the actual car but how to get down and everything. He felt really bad that he couldn&apos;t bring it down and he hated that he disapponted me but to tell you the truth I wasn&apos;t disappoitned. From an early age my father told me that he will disappoint me constantly and to get over it life isn&apos;t perfect. But, now when he actually has to try and care, i don&apos;t, but he knows i&apos;ll drop him faster than a raw egg in an egg toss if he does anything to hurt me or even make me mad. People know not to fuck with me because they know they are wasting their time because I probably don&apos;t even care if the waste their oxygen on me and then they leave drained trying to hurt me. suckaz. Speaking of people, Matt Garcia..yes, Mateo himself saw my picture in mon&apos;s locker and i guess was amazed and I guess it doesn&apos;t help when mon tries to make him hard by telling him in detail what I was wearing on halloween. *lol* ;] He wanted me to go to their game. Whatever..you know how emotionally scaring that relationship was? I think I aged 5 years. It&apos;s been like 8 months since we last spoke and now he wants some. fuck him. But who knows I&apos;m so fucking lost and broken that I don&apos;t really even want to care so why not get with an enemy. fuck it. Haven&apos;t been able to get a hold of eric. kinda miss that boy. I&apos;m so not into bull shitting right now, so if you talk to me and I don&apos;t respond as usual that&apos;s because I&apos;m not acting for you. Deal with it. I really don&apos;t know what else to write about i mean I could probably go on forever but i know that would suck. Well, all that&apos;s left is that six feet ender rocked today jeremy sisto&amp;lt;3 and again &lt;b&gt;fight club kicked major fucking ass!&lt;/b&gt; We will see how mullhul...makes it later this evening. movies are my sanctuary.</description>
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  <lj:music>&quot;revival&quot;-orgy</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 02 Nov 2002 18:12:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>smells like flowers</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;halloweeeeen pikz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drunk faery*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.printroom.com/_vti_bin/ViewImage.dll?userid=maniclovepuppet&amp;amp;album_id=108989&amp;amp;image_id=2&amp;amp;courtesy=1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; *gypsy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.printroom.com/_vti_bin/ViewImage.dll?userid=maniclovepuppet&amp;amp;album_id=108989&amp;amp;image_id=1&amp;amp;courtesy=1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jenn: ??? jamie: her dad/mr. dovale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.printroom.com/_vti_bin/ViewImage.dll?userid=maniclovepuppet&amp;amp;album_id=108989&amp;amp;image_id=0&amp;amp;courtesy=1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>placebo</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 Nov 2002 06:17:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HAPPY HALLOWEEN SUCKAZ!!</title>
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  <description>just to clarify-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XcomaXtoastX&lt;/b&gt;: bryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trisinary&lt;/b&gt;: steve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*haha* i bet that was of interest to all of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; molly was a good girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XcomaXtoastX:&lt;/b&gt; hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XcomaXtoastX:&lt;/b&gt; and it felt great to be a liar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; you bet it did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XcomaXtoastX:&lt;/b&gt; hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XcomaXtoastX:&lt;/b&gt; did it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; mmmmhmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XcomaXtoastX:&lt;/b&gt; heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XcomaXtoastX:&lt;/b&gt; i bet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XcomaXtoastX:&lt;/b&gt; did it feel GOOD? ;-);-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; O:-)&lt;br /&gt;XcomaXtoastX:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; you know it did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a super halloween DRED GUY=HOT!!! =D</description>
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  <lj:music>&quot;bitches&quot;-mindless remix</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 Oct 2002 06:43:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*sunshine-sunshine-sunshine*</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; sounds fantabulous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trisinary:&lt;/b&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trisinary:&lt;/b&gt; who we inviting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trisinary:&lt;/b&gt; just me and u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trisinary:&lt;/b&gt; or others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; whatever..just no one that will steal the spotlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trisinary:&lt;/b&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trisinary:&lt;/b&gt; what spotlight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trisinary:&lt;/b&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trisinary:&lt;/b&gt; i want a spotlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trisinary:&lt;/b&gt; then i could really be god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trisinary:&lt;/b&gt; and i could damn people to hell for no apparent reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; :-D what a job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has this way of making me sparkle instantly..*he is my sunshine*[[along with dave]] =] he probably wouldn&apos;t like that name *hah*</description>
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  <lj:music>ORGY...jay&lt;3</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 27 Oct 2002 21:15:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>on a lighter note..</title>
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  <description>&lt;u&gt;last night&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•cat and the hat set&lt;br /&gt;•familiar boy walking[[shhhh]] &lt;br /&gt;•downtown disney&lt;br /&gt;•plastique grape&lt;br /&gt;•various tarts&lt;br /&gt;•gross fresh air..my poor smeller&lt;br /&gt;•cousin nancy&lt;br /&gt;•i was prepo, heh&lt;br /&gt;•jenn getting wet off some hot boys in the corner&lt;br /&gt;•angels fans gone wild&lt;br /&gt;•jenn: &quot;GO GIANTS!!&quot; *lol*&lt;br /&gt;•no band =|&lt;br /&gt;•abecrombie model &quot;buy my sweater..you know you want it..&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &amp;lt;3 *little fry* n&apos; *sugar plum*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.printroom.com/_vti_bin/ViewImage.dll?userid=maniclovepuppet&amp;amp;album_id=98383&amp;amp;image_id=31&amp;amp;param=73260&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.printroom.com/_vti_bin/ViewImage.dll?userid=maniclovepuppet&amp;amp;album_id=98383&amp;amp;image_id=30&amp;amp;param=1018&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;33</description>
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  <lj:music>&quot;dissention&quot;-orgy</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 27 Oct 2002 20:47:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my heart has grown cold</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;how does it feel? &lt;br /&gt;how should I feel? &lt;br /&gt;tell me how does it feel? &lt;br /&gt;to treat me like you do&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he doesn&apos;t deserve this..he deserves what he gives. poor poor boy. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;who wouldn&apos;t stand inside his love?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; he hurts and that kills..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TELL ME HOW TO FEEL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my anger is growing like ivy..beware my dead friend if I come in contact with you i might not hold myself to the censors. I feel empty..thank you for crying, laughing, talking..thank you for asking for my advice..and for walking next to me..thank you for wasting my time. ha, you were jealous. too bad i was never jealous of what you had so you can&apos;t hold that against me. i was always fucking upbeat for your ignorant ass. go fuck your young boy. rot in your hell.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Oct 2002 04:45:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i&apos;m looking to the sky to save me</title>
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  <description>ha. *mister* called to see if i was hungry or if needed anything..I was tempted to be bad and pretend to be hungry so that he would come over without my mom being home. *lol* eric would&apos;ve been very proud. okay, this is getting weird but scandalous. I wonder if my mom called him? hmm. *hahaha* ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XcomaXtoastX:&lt;/b&gt; how have you been?&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; i got my license yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XcomaXtoastX:&lt;/b&gt; congrats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XcomaXtoastX&lt;/b&gt;: :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; thanks luv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XcomaXtoastX:&lt;/b&gt; *applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XcomaXtoastX:&lt;/b&gt; *cheering*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; *bows bows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; *blows kisses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XcomaXtoastX:&lt;/b&gt; *happy gestures of congradulations*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XcomaXtoastX:&lt;/b&gt; heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; i would have called you but my ego and pride were just too blown up these past weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XcomaXtoastX:&lt;/b&gt; hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XcomaXtoastX:&lt;/b&gt; sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XcomaXtoastX:&lt;/b&gt; will you be on tommorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XcomaXtoastX:&lt;/b&gt; cuz i gotta go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XcomaXtoastX:&lt;/b&gt; iight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; kaykay, ttyl :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XcomaXtoastX&lt;/b&gt;: peace out my nizzle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want it to be saturday morning because then I would be happy that I&apos;m doing something semi-fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, i should be off..I gotzta be readin&apos;..</description>
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  <lj:music>&quot;learn to fly&quot;-foos</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Oct 2002 02:16:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>cool sounds</title>
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  <description>*brrR* i&apos;m cold..*grrr* I want to hear &apos;bed of roses&quot;-mindless.. ryan was kind enough to play it for me last night. *smiles* merci! The*brrR* i&apos;m cold..*grrr* I want to hear &apos;bed of roses&quot;-mindless.. ryan was kind enough to play it for me last night. *smiles* merci! There is no good music anywhere! &amp;gt;\ I need to get cold play, foo fighters, queens of the stoneage, mindless..a lack of good music drives me insane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gasp* mr. smiley[[bry]] has resurfaced..I&apos;m not sure if I&apos;m happy or sad he is back..??.. I should be ecstatic but I kinda still miss...him..does that make any sense? By this hiatus i have lost faith in him. &lt;i&gt;pure lunacy&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++she sits, sweet dave hits her eardrums++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;All my life I&apos;ve been searching for something&lt;br /&gt;Something never comes never leads to nothing&lt;br /&gt;Nothing satisfies but I&apos;m getting close&lt;br /&gt;Closer to the prize at the end of the rope&lt;br /&gt;All night long I dream of the day&lt;br /&gt;When it comes around then it&apos;s taken away&lt;br /&gt;Leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The feeling comes to life when I see your ghost&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.9cy.com/members2/ffinvasion/dave/dave027.jpg&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>that new nervaaanA song</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Oct 2002 00:10:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>giant rat that&apos;s nibbling on my pride</title>
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  <description>life is so weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;written 10.21.02 in algebra class: you ever feel like your walking around your life? like things occur but when you think about them it just seems like another act in a play, your life is an ongoing performance. I can never really look at my life from the inside. I&apos;m never experiencing, I&apos;m just playing the part. Whether is be dissatisfied daughter, confident friend, argumentative granddaughter, or mad-sad girl..once I realize what role suits me best for that situation, i follow suit. The bad thing is when real things happen I can&apos;t just react I have to think &quot;how would I think in this situation?&quot; I find myself feeling so sure about everything and everyone. It makes me have an ego the size of an air balloon. Living in this way, thinking non-stop about my life, myself, I begin to lose reality. When I get home, and I have to live and act for myslef I draw a blank...???...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m on the brink of sadness..and happiness..&lt;i&gt;uneasy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;what went wrong?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-haven&apos;t talked to bry or mon in weeks, but &lt;b&gt;I don&apos;t care&lt;/b&gt; enough to actually call them. *hahaha* who would&apos;ve thought that the love of my life and my best friend of 5 years would suddenly just disappear..heh, i guess that&apos;s how life goes..&lt;i&gt;detach time&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-broke my diet [[it&apos;s a whole mental game I play with myself]]&lt;br /&gt;-my grades suck&lt;br /&gt;-cold *sniffle-cough-sneeze*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;but she&apos;s still smiling..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my mom and i worked out are differences, for the moment&lt;br /&gt;-i got my license&lt;br /&gt;-my dad and i are talking [[???]]&lt;br /&gt;-dave ghrol&lt;br /&gt;-i&apos;m starting yoga classes&lt;br /&gt;-my fun cousins[[rach, nic, pat, joey, sean, luke, nessa..]]&lt;br /&gt;-sugar plum and little fry [[even though I feel like they are plotting againist me sometimes]] &lt;i&gt;paranoia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-eric&lt;br /&gt;-will &amp; grace&lt;br /&gt;-cinnamon tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could go one for days because simple things make me happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-steve [[my pretty baybee *lol*]] ...???..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it looks like there is more happy than sad..hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.printroom.com/_vti_bin/ViewImage.dll?userid=maniclovepuppet&amp;amp;album_id=98383&amp;amp;image_id=8&amp;amp;param=98881&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way to the mountains my gram and i had this long conversation about love..it was beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told mother that I would do the dishes so I must be off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovetoloveyasuckaz!</description>
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  <lj:music>&quot;not a virgin&quot;-poe</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Oct 2002 05:42:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>sunshine</title>
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  <description>oh, i &amp;lt;3 dave ghrol..he makes me smile. I&apos;ve been wanting to say that since friday.</description>
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  <lj:music>gwen</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Oct 2002 05:23:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i wanna shoot up..</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.throwmeaway.com/soliloquy/quizzes/suicide/sw.gif&quot; width=&quot;220px&quot; height=&quot;100px&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://throwmeaway.com/soliloquy/quizzes/suicide/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;how would you commit suicide?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so much anger and resentment towards my mother right now. I so want to just go out right now and get plastered and fucked up. I feel sorta irritated with conflicting views I have with a friend. Why do people have to get so jezebel?! They have to be angels here because up there it will be perfect, or whatever. I would feel really bad if nothing they believed in exsisted, how sad. People spend there whole life working towards this imaginary goal. And it is imaginary...I could understand if we lived back in the bible days where all the shit went down but now everyone just goes by what&apos;s in some book that supposed to be what to live by. ...???... this might seem weird but, WHAT IF ITS ALL BULL? *rolls eyes* anyone who is straight edge, i don&apos;t care if you are religious, shouldn&apos;t be looking down on people who aren&apos;t and visa versa. I don&apos;t know. Yeah, smoking can kill you..but, so can eating too much cheese..clog up those arteries but go ahead its not like you know what your doing. I don&apos;t even give a fuck. I&apos;m just pissed at my home situation. DRUGS! i need drugs and dick!</description>
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  <lj:music>&quot;sunday morning&quot;-no doubt</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Oct 2002 03:28:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dare! ..okay, go slap that guy&apos;s ass...o0p, he&apos;s gay..&quot; *lol*</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;eric and angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.printroom.com/_vti_bin/ViewImage.dll?userid=maniclovepuppet&amp;amp;album_id=98383&amp;amp;image_id=29&amp;amp;param=45894&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.printroom.com/_vti_bin/ViewImage.dll?userid=maniclovepuppet&amp;amp;album_id=98383&amp;amp;image_id=28&amp;amp;param=48725&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lol* my friends always look so happy, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric&apos;s was fantabulous! *hehe* I got to his house yesterday morning we hung out until the afternoon. Then, we went to the movies we saw white oleander..it was okay. We walked around this little shopping center. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;eric:&lt;/b&gt; does it look okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; yeah, your eyes look purrdy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; well, everyone&apos;s eyes look purrrdy with eye liner.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got bored, went back to his house, hung out some more. Went to starbucks. Got movies. We rented enough and the craft. Enough was a pretty good movie..we were too tired to watch the craft..oh well, we&apos;ve seen that movie at least 20x. We argued about going to sleep..@ 3:00a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;eric:&lt;/b&gt; you wanna go to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;eric:&lt;/b&gt; do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;eric:&lt;/b&gt; don&apos;t turn around the question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; huh? *drowsy glare*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;eric:&lt;/b&gt; wanna go nightnight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;eric:&lt;/b&gt; do you?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;eric:&lt;/b&gt; nah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; you do..i know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;eric:&lt;/b&gt; well, do you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lol* finally..we did. Then, he woke me up at 8:00a..we got dressed went to coco&apos;s had breakfast..then, to starbucks. angel came over to starbucks..then we all went to eric&apos;s..angel is seXy! *haha* he is! for some reason i dig him mucho! *lol* [[this is the 5th weekend in a row that i&apos;ve hung w/him]]..then my gram picked me up we went to the mountains and hung out with la famille. Sean is so precious!! *sigh*! seriously. He giggles and smiles so much. *hehe* =D Then, we drove back down i got really sick..and here I am...hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i&apos;m talkin&apos; to mr. steve..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*happy days*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no doubt, hot hair, starbucks=dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history time!&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Oct 2002 07:26:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the princesses of the famille..</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.printroom.com/_vti_bin/ViewImage.dll?userid=maniclovepuppet&amp;amp;album_id=98383&amp;amp;image_id=26&amp;amp;param=60332&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.printroom.com/_vti_bin/ViewImage.dll?userid=maniclovepuppet&amp;amp;album_id=98383&amp;amp;image_id=27&amp;amp;param=99975&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I ended up not going to borders eric bailed on me..so, I called rach and she told me to come hang with her and luke. We were messing around with my tape recorder. OMG! It&apos;s totally hilarious. we were singing feliz navidad. *ahaha* She dyed her hair really dark too so we really look like sisters. You really can&apos;t tell in the pictures but everyone thinks we are sisters. Well, we should look like eachother we are cousins but..yeah. She has a damien boy to her name now. *ahaha* she met him at a game or something. matt and ray, her cousins on her mom&apos;s side, are pretty darn kute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Welp, it&apos;s off to eric&apos;s tomorrow morning and then my gram is gonna pick me up on sunday morning from eric&apos;s and we are heading to the mountains to see my famille. =] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I had a goodtime today. I can&apos;t wait to go to las vegas with rach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I&apos;m mildly sleepy *yawn*&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>&quot;ava adore&quot;-the smashing pumpkins</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Oct 2002 23:54:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>piano</title>
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  <description>supposedly, I&apos;m going with eric to borders later tonight. I hope he doesn&apos;t feel like he &lt;i&gt;has&lt;/i&gt; to go. I mean, he asked me if I wanted to do something tonight but I&apos;m gonna be living with him saturday/sunday. I hope he doesn&apos;t go CRAZY..too much ashley=no good ;] I&apos;m kinda glad I&apos;m getting outta the house today because I don&apos;t wanna stay home with the love birds. yuk. Jenn was supposed to go to the movies with me but her mom is like &quot;you have to clean..&quot; *lol* riiiight. mr. christopher collins needs to take us to bakersfield..maybe if we beg him and our &apos;rents they we give in. I wanna go! go go go! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite actor: john cusack [[i have one now, how could I not see it?]] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel dah-lin&apos;,..I luva you. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welps, I should be on my way..down *candy cane lane*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/35/003_SAYANYTBPS.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3333</description>
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  <lj:music>&quot;head like a hole&quot;-NIN</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">&quot;head like a hole&quot;-NIN</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Oct 2002 04:15:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>steam rises off her shoulders</title>
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  <lj:music>&quot;what it feels like for a girl&quot;-madonna</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">&quot;what it feels like for a girl&quot;-madonna</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Oct 2002 20:20:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the sun rises, of course</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com/users/rosiekins/quizzes/Which%20Personality%20Disorder%20Do%20You%20Have%3F/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.quizilla.com/1033888700_borderline.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;Which Personality Disorder Do You Have?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot;&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com&quot;&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TOLD YOU, MOTHER! heh..soon it will turn into sexual promiscuity..*smiles wickedly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotzta go run errons with mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wal mart&lt;br /&gt;-shoe store&lt;br /&gt;-lunch&lt;br /&gt;-trader joe&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;open my eyes, wake up..wake up..wake up!..it took you to make me realize!!&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Oct 2002 09:18:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hunger hurts</title>
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  <description>i have this funny feeling in my heart for him..*ponders* goodness, he is wonderful..i haven&apos;t actually seen him in like month or so. *haha* nicole reffered to him as my &quot;seX&quot;..bry didn&apos;t wanna listen to us talk about that. But, he isn&apos;t &quot;seX&quot; for me. He is just him. and I think he is super. *smiles* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t help but feel seperated from them[[my best girl friends]]. but, I DON&apos;T CARE ANYMORE! come find me. because, i care..but, i don&apos;t. I&apos;m sick of trying to keep our friendship together. Even if you intend on doing something doesn&apos;t mean you actually did it..you get no stars for effort. *rolls eyes* why do i even give a shit? one of them has tons of people to talk to and I panic just thinking about talking about being sad, with her. but, that doesn&apos;t mean I don&apos;t care about her SO MUCH. the other just is oblivious to everything and i our friendship is losing it&apos;s place in line, very quickly. and the other is fine..she just drives me nutz sometimes. *lol* but, my best bet is to just sew up my lips and walk with one foot in front of the other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s like I have my feet planted very nicely in the soil and I know exactly where I am physically but in my mind I&apos;m faintly lost. It&apos;s weird but I feel like I haven&apos;t talk to bry for like a month. We hardly talked this week. I heard he was being a poop on friday. I kinda just wanna take a walk with him right now and clear my mind. I&apos;m so not tired right now because I had this huge carmel frap at like 10p. heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve started another project. oi. this one is big though. It should come out lovely though. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.pathe-lolita.com/pics/home.gif&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>&quot;a mistake&quot;-fiona apple</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 12 Oct 2002 06:12:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the big fish eat the little ones</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.followmearound.com/links/mirror/welcome.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, I haven&apos;t listened to *bush* in awhile..&amp;lt;333 hmmm..how has life been? weird actually..&lt;b&gt;i&apos;m kinda content&lt;/b&gt;. =/ =] I had a mini-breakdown weds. *rolls eyes* I loathe my coping mechanisms..&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike&gt;they sting still&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/i&gt;..I realized again that I don&apos;t like emotions. I&apos;m sensative but when it comes to other people sending off emotions I kinda get freaked out and I panic. I get all apathetic and pissy. It&apos;s not that I don&apos;t care it&apos;s that I don&apos;t know what to say because I hate partaking in games with people even though I play the same games. It&apos;s not even &quot;a game&quot; persay(sp?) but a certain behavior. gee, I don&apos;t know... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I felt really &quot;on my own&quot; not lonely but just, solitary. I think it&apos;s because I hadn&apos;t really talked to anyone except *j* and *j* and I&apos;ve been piled on with lots of work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that all the older males in my life are falling apart. *sigh* nick-has hit the bottle again..*blinks*, dad-still walking around with his 40watt light bulb..&lt;i&gt;is he dead?&lt;/i&gt;, sam-melancholy and closed up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s weird how someone can be apart of your day to day life for 10+ years and you just &lt;strike&gt;forget&lt;/strike&gt; them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m starting to realize more and more that &lt;b&gt;I am on my own&lt;/b&gt;. I have to make things happen and all I have is myself to &lt;u&gt;ultimately&lt;/u&gt; live with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trisinary[[steve]]:&lt;/b&gt; sorry about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; no problema kiddo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trisinary:&lt;/b&gt; kiddo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trisinary:&lt;/b&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trisinary:&lt;/b&gt; only you ashley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trisinary:&lt;/b&gt; only you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xso over thisx:&lt;/b&gt; *hehe* i know...:-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;They all became part of the river. It was the goal of all of them, yearning, desiring, suffering; and the river&apos;s voice was full of longing, full of smarting woe, full of insatiable desire. The river flowed on towards to it&apos;s goal. Siddartha saw the river hasten, made up of himself and his relatives and all the people he had ever seen. All the waves and water hastened, suffering, towards goals, many goals, to the waterfall, to the sea, to the current, to the ocean and all the goals were reached and each one was succeeded by another. The water changed to vapour and rose, became rain and came down again, became spring, brook and river, changed anew, flowed anew. But the yearning voice had altered. It still echoed sorrowfully, searchingly but other voices accompanied it, voices of pleasure and sorrow, good and evil voices, laughing and lamenting voices, hundreds of voices, thousands of voices.............&quot;-Siddartha Herman Hesse&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>&quot;in limbo&quot;-radiohead</lj:music>
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