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  <pubDate>Sun, 31 May 2009 21:13:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>woohoo</title>
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  <description>Well this past week has been a blast. Well these past two weeks shall I say. Prom was extremely fun. Graduation was even better even though it was super early. Erita, Ricky, Rubi, and Fred went which really made me feel extremely happy. I hung out with claudia and partied with her later on that evening. I gave rubi some clothes that I didn&apos;t wear but were still in pretty good condition. Next up this summer lose weight, get a job, and possibly maybe go to summer school at TAMIU. I need to decide which college LCC or TAMIU. I definitely want to travel. Today I went to church and they gave us gifts for graduating. Financial Aid is paying for the first eight semesters of college. I wanna go downtown shopping. I love it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 20:27:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ahi tis confusion.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 03 Oct 2008 18:15:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;15&quot; font=&quot;font&quot; color=&quot;pink&quot;&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY ERITA!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow havent dont that in forever</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Sep 2008 21:32:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: Greenery</title>
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I try to keep the environment clean by recycling, car pooling, taking 15 minute shower which means I have to wax my legs now but its okay, its all worth it when its for the environment. I also try to use less electricity by turning everything I&apos;m not using off, or unplugging them since they waist more energy being plugged and not in use. I turn off the lights to every room that I am not in.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2007 00:36:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>yea</title>
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  <description>my computer got hacked into and my faggot uncle wont fix it ughh. I swear that and I dont even know how I feel anymore.&amp;nbsp; Like idk he&apos;s just so addicitng and I can&apos;t get him out of my head. I don&apos;t know anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach can&apos;t settle just the thought of him&amp;nbsp; makes me quiver.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Settle tummy settle.&lt;br /&gt;Quiver quiver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shake shake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si si sing it loud-duol drown out the feeling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can&apos;t get you out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy your love is all i think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m scared to love you</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Dec 2007 20:28:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>IMAGE MANIP. I am here in history fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a unicorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye asso.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Dec 2007 18:10:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i am here in study skills waaaaaaa flores is being a dick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMAGE MANIP MANIP MANIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K BYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASSO</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 24 Nov 2007 07:58:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>mm....electronica.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 26 Oct 2007 03:09:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Me (For Now)</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 25 Oct 2007 00:24:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>from the way</title>
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  <description>that you acted to the way that I felt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;IT WASN&apos;T WORTH MY TIME....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;and now it&apos;s sad cause all I missed&lt;br /&gt;wasn&apos;t that good to begin with&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and now that I&apos;ve started you begging &lt;br /&gt;saying things that you don&apos;t mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; it isn&apos;t worth my time&lt;br /&gt;a line&apos;s a dime a million times&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and I&apos;m about to see all of them&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;GOODBYE TO YOU GOODBYE TO YOU YOU&apos;RE TAKING UP MY TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE TO YOU GOODBYE TO YOU YOU&apos;RE TAKING UP MY TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE TO YOU GOODBYE TO YOU YOU&apos;RE TAKING UP MY TIME....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE TO YOU! GOODBYE TO YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 14 Oct 2007 07:07:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You wasted life why wouldn&apos;t you waste death</title>
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  <description>I am leaving my myspace alone for awhile I feel so out of tune with the world cause of all this technology and for some reason I want to cry right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe cause I am cutting him out of my life. I don&apos;t know what is up anymore. I wake up knowing what my life is going to be like and it makes me unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh fuck buttons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m gonna listen to him and just drown into his voice.&amp;nbsp; I don&apos;t know how I feel anymore. I smell like, nugg, heiress, beer and like me. I need something to medicate my fear. I&apos;m such a remedy and an enemy to myself. I took a stab at myself and I don&apos;t know wtf. I&apos;ve been doing a lot of heavy thinking and I don&apos;t know where it is getting me anymore. My mind is just running around in circle chasing word after word. I don&apos;t know I think I miss him...I don&apos;t know I am not to sure on that. I think what happened to me on father&apos;s day is finally catching and taking its tole on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know myself anymore or what I want or what I&apos;m like. I need something different something new. I hate myself sometimes. I just thought I let the people out there who read this know that.&amp;nbsp; I hate the nature in me. I hate the sadness in me. I&apos;m not sure where I&apos;m going anymore. I know where I am going career wise but as&amp;nbsp; a person I don&apos;t.&amp;nbsp; There&apos;s a huge wall between what I want to be and what I am. This is my life and am I the person who I want to be? So far no. I feel very yuck with myself but I have to live with myself and I can&apos;t take that anymore. Cause all these things that I&apos;ve done are killing me.&amp;nbsp; I am gonna disappear now bye.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Aug 2007 12:08:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>she fell in love with a boy!</title>
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  <description>who spoke a second language lol. Nah well its 7:01 a.m. I am getting ready for school. Well I am done&amp;nbsp; I just need to put on some make up. I haver to fix my schedule though. I am gonna take off pre cal for a block off if not piano two blocks. Then change family development for photo journalism lol. Ughh I get to take my car =]. Well I don&apos;t have any lunch money so I am gonna have to ask my parents right now. &lt;br /&gt;awe lol my doggy panda is jumping all over the place lol. Its 7:06 I had to go give the bitches water. I can&apos;t find my foundation =[ and &lt;br /&gt;I have this huge ass zit. Well I am so hungry and I want coffee. lol. Well I am gonna go wish me luck on the first day of school.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Jul 2007 07:12:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>These words are my own.</title>
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  <description>Well I feel much better now after being sexually frustrated and finished smoking five cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;I feel better now I Don&apos;t feel for the need to get screwed anymore. lol I am gonna try to go 3 1/2 years celibate.&lt;br /&gt;Okay like 1192 days without it. lol. I am sorry but the last two guys are just assholes. Especially JAMES!&lt;br /&gt;fuck whatever. &lt;i&gt;I use to be love struck now I&apos;m just fucked up.&lt;/i&gt;Well me and moo moo chan are talking some more&lt;br /&gt;and i love love love love her very much lol. She&apos;s my hero. I am gonna spend my senior year alone because I hang out with nothing but upper classmen. =[ Well I am gonna graduate december so I can go and be in college with my friends.&amp;nbsp; Joyce is gonna go to another school waaaa waaa waa. What am&amp;nbsp; I gonna do without her. This year&apos;s graduations I am gonna cry the nile river onto the lec.&amp;nbsp; Well I&amp;nbsp; get a block or two off this year well I am gonna get a job as soon as I turn 16. Get money. Blockbuster anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s official drivers ed is next week on friday. Well its cool from 2-430 just like school afternoon classes. lol I am starting to get tired really. The future scares me.&amp;nbsp; My senior year is gonna suck ass. I am gonna push to graduate in December and go to TAMIU for the rest of my school year lol. 1301. then go to new mexico or califas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAME MAS GASOLINA!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Jul 2007 16:55:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>yoyoyoyyo</title>
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  <description>I am awake and its super early. Drivers Ed Tomorrow huh! le gasp!&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo its okay it&apos;s just for four weeks then I get my carito and drive all over laredo and be like mmm.....bitch.&lt;br /&gt;lol. I thought I was making myseeeeeeeeeellllffff. Yea the trick is just making yourself.&lt;br /&gt;you still got a view of the summer sky to make it hurt twice when your restless body caves to whims and suddenly struggles to take flight.&lt;br /&gt;Yes the shins makes me feel all happy and giddy inside. I fell asleep really early yesterday like at 1:15 a.m. I&apos;ve been sleeping early ever since Warped Tour and SPI happened, which is a good thing because I can like get up early for drivers ed now you know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to print out the dress I want today and call seamstress and hopefully go get some material and drop it off so I can have it like in two weeks. My sweet sixteen is coming up. On August 18 is the party date my real birthday is August 16 =]. My mom got a new jeep yesterday which means the car is mine but in like four weeks it is. lol&amp;nbsp; Yea I can drive myself to school now and like&amp;nbsp; shit this is awesome. This school year i am gonna make it be the best school year of my life. So any bitches that are going to say shit all I am going to say is I hope you have a great life and love yourself as much as you love to talk about me. Before I would start shit and rattle them bitches up and tell them all this shit now its just like whatever.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s cool I am gonna start taking all those insults as compliments you know because those girls that talk all this shit about me or anyone else are always the girls that are jealous of you for some reason, or want to fit in because everyone else is doing it, or are very intimidated by you for real. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides people are always going to be talking shit about me here in Laredo because of certain things I&apos;ve done which is cool they can play tabloid all they want, they&apos;re just feeding my ego really. Besides the only girl that still has beef with me is probably Lyza other that I sent a peace offering with Brittany. With Lyza thing chill&amp;nbsp; everything I got from it was what I deserved but the Brittany thing hell no. I didn&apos;t deserve any&amp;nbsp; of that because I did the right thing and said the truth because I believed she deserved better than Marco because she did and still does. I hope her life is going well for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I can be a mean bitch too but I just rather not only to people that really do deserve it like the people that are going to start asking me for rides after ignoring me forever and not ever speaking to me and always saying shit behind my back. The people that start sitting in a table in a group of three and start talking about certain things I&apos;ve done. I don&apos;t believe that people should be judging other people because well they&apos;re no body. Everyone needs to realize that you&apos;re no better than anyone, and no one is better than you.&amp;nbsp; And the people that sat in a group talking about me are the people that always kiss my ass for no reason.&amp;nbsp; That&apos;s that I thought that they were my friends but they weren&apos;t their just a bunch of hypocrites that are so bored of their life they want what I have. Here&apos;s the thing I did do that with him and I have one witness and that was so last year so don&apos;t dwell on it. All because he didn&apos;t with you doesn&apos;t mean you have to talk about me in spite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a nice person you just have to get past the walls I put up for people because it&apos;s Laredo you can&apos;t trust anyone here you really can&apos;t. Only some people are really really really cool. So yea I am super hungry, and those are some words you can eat up and I hope for anyone that&apos;s going to be reading this I hope this makes you think, and you get the message. You only have one life, make it right.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Feb 2007 00:04:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Alright to stop all the drama</title>
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  <description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I just wont let anyone read the entries =] so no one will ever find out anything anymore. &lt;img width=&quot;300&quot; vspace=&quot;5&quot; hspace=&quot;5&quot; height=&quot;225&quot; border=&quot;5&quot; align=&quot;middle&quot; src=&quot;http://i6.tinypic.com/2e1u3i8.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#00ffff&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#00ffff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;FRIENDS ONLY JOURNAL COMMENT TO BE ADDED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 21:03:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HEY YOU COME READ THIS YOU FUCKING NEED IT!</title>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#00ff00&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;WTF! my life is so fucking interesting and shit but that doesn&apos;t mean you have to tell the hole fucking world what I&apos;m doing.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;don&apos;t&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; try to look down upon me either because &lt;font size=&quot;4&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;you&apos;ve done it too,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; and way worse.&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s see you show this one to the world.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard anyone die from it?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously get a fucking life stop looking into mine, and quit talking shit you fucking hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;Because I&apos;ve have been in your room and I&apos;ve got one on you.&lt;br /&gt;So don&apos;t call me your friend.  &lt;br /&gt;You suck seriously stay out of my fucking life, because all you do is ass kiss.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I was just being fucking naive to all the shit you can do, and its sad that your proving them right. I strived to see the good in you but there isn&apos;t get over yourself you&apos;re not so great yourself you&apos;ve smoked weed too and we never snitched on you.. Alright I know you fucking hate me get over it you&apos;re not the first to hate me and wont be the last.&lt;br /&gt;Is that all you do snoop around aren&apos;t you a little bit too old to be doing that.&lt;br /&gt;Is that all you do go through everyone else&apos;s life and say how un-perfect they are and you&apos;re the one with the most flaws anyone has to offer because you fucking judge and don&apos;t see you&apos;ve been there too, at least we don&apos;t go across getting drunk.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffff00&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOU&apos;VE DONE WEED TOO BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;At least we don&apos;t shove shit up our nose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 07:17:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Baby take me from this tempest</title>
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  <description>I died and rose again.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I will not be for you, Its never gonna be the same. never gonna be the same.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I want water and I hunger for you.&lt;br /&gt;I want shelter but it wont come over to me.&lt;br /&gt;I want a needle and spoon.&lt;br /&gt;Its never gonna be the same&lt;br /&gt;&quot;GOD COME ON DOWN.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she lied.&lt;br /&gt;Its never going to be the same since i got my fix of reality.&lt;br /&gt;If i wanted fame now I&apos;d sell you out right here right now.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;If i want my name in places I would never lie to you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I want madness and I want was pure.&lt;br /&gt;I want my fix now I feel so cold and fake.&lt;br /&gt;I need to feel rush and and alive. I feel dead, even though I rose again.&lt;br /&gt;OOh if you knew the depths of hell that i&apos;ve been and I walked it through and I am still not walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c-c-c-c-c-a--a-a-a--n-n-n-n-n-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII&lt;br /&gt;G-G-G-G-G-G-E-E-E-E-E-T-T-T-T--T&lt;br /&gt;T-T-T-T-T-T----H---H-H-H-H-E-E-E-E-E&lt;br /&gt;C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O--N-N-N-N-N-N-E-E-E-E-C-C-C-C-T-T-T-T-TI-I-I-O-O-O--N-N-N-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel supper sad.&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend erita left and well I don&apos;t know where she is.&lt;br /&gt;There is no school tomorrow or Wednesday which makes me happy but still very sad.&lt;br /&gt;I saw that guy today and well I know he took my ipod and my sidekick and I want it Back.&lt;br /&gt;I know he probably pawned it for drugs what a fucking loon.&lt;br /&gt;I have that song Lemon tree stuck in my head I just feel so sad, and empty.&lt;br /&gt;I feel something in my torso going up and down between my breast down my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;My bed is going to be lonely tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know why you&apos;re ignoring me, I didn&apos;t do anything wrong you&apos;re the one who backed of darling, but I still want you that way.&lt;br /&gt;My baby is on the floor crying those sobs only I can hear.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lonely. I was in your room today and in your closet and I got one on you, you fucking dumb whore piss me off and I&apos;m going to sing like a canary.&lt;br /&gt;I feel catatonic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I hope you feel bad. I want to cry this weather is crazy and I want to cry from it and I miss a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;I miss this weekend with my crew, and I further more i miss my girlfriend erita.&lt;br /&gt;But further more I miss my wifey. MOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE CABBAGE SOUP&lt;br /&gt;BUT I LOVE MY DEAR MY MOMMY MORE&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE DON&apos;T MAKE ANY NOISE YOU&apos;LL GIVE MY DOLLY A HEADACHE.&lt;br /&gt;SHE FELL FROM THE SECOND FLOOR.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Jan 2007 02:41:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This one&apos;s for that bitch that tried to make me feel guilty for what I&apos;ve done when she did it.</title>
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  <description>and this all makes sense now...&lt;br /&gt;all the lies, the weight, all the craze that stays, and lingers in your bloodstream.&lt;br /&gt;This puzzle is half way complete.&lt;br /&gt;I just fear the answer.&lt;br /&gt;I already know most of my answers to all my questions but I still have plenty left unanswered.&lt;br /&gt;Why do you take that?&lt;br /&gt;Why does your nose bleed when you inhale such clean air?&lt;br /&gt;Why do my lungs feel like I&apos;m breathing such toxic?&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t understand why you take that. Why do you let it run in your blood? is it because you want him that bad.&lt;br /&gt;Why is he so important to you?&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone realize how messed up our generation is?&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re worse than generation X I rather be in my own Oasis than here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My glass is half-full but it feels half empty. It really does I don&apos;t know what I want anymore. I can&apos;t stand the sight of black and white keys, sharps, flats, measures, and notes. The sky is dark and is empty. I want to know why most people have interest into looking into everyone else&apos;s life than their own. I people watch and noticed so many things and all of them were true makes me feel so sad. It&apos;s just that I&apos;m not naive anymore I watch and observe all of you. You people are my little lab rats and I just effortlessly make the most accurate assumptions about you ever.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    I am a scientist or a philosopher. I&apos;m just way ahead of my age thats all. I have perspective in all that is just so miserable, happy. I also have skills and a plan to get the best of you and you&apos;ll never know. When you feel like you&apos;re being watched when you&apos;re alone its okay because I&apos;m watching you. Every epiphany you have about this generation around you, its me making your wheels turn. Most of you generation STD* haven&apos;t seen reality or felt anything so close to it. None of you know true happiness, or natural highs. All of you fear honesty* its always in the sense of a hush hush don&apos;t say a word*. Such hypocriptes you are and it tickles my fancy, it makes me laugh how you dare try to make someone feel bad for not telling you the truth about someone&apos;s dirty laundry yet yours is the most filthiest one of them all, so cute, and so precious you are you and your little glass collection of lies you amuse me.&lt;br /&gt;    IF! only she knew ooh how reality would punch you in the face and you&apos;ll squirm and try to recant everything you&apos;ve said to me. And you&apos;d be at my mercy so powerless and hopeless, and your best motive is to deny it all and all that guilt will swallow you up again like it did the first time only worse. You&apos;ve made yourself believe that lie so much you live it, but when someone else points it out to you darling you want to throw it all back up, and cry at night after making such a huge scene. Thats right all you do is make a huge scene and deny deny deny deny all you please, when we both knew you knew, and when you realize what a horrible piece of shit you are, you just cry it out after making such a huge scene bigger than the real world. You&apos;re a waste in thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1* Generation STD is this one of the year 2007 us younglings. Most of your lives revolve around sex.&lt;br /&gt;2* Anything thats true becomes toxic to you, all.&lt;br /&gt;3* You attempt to make it area 51 private but it fails miserably with all those loop holes.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 04 Jan 2007 06:00:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Its hard to be the better man...you forget you&apos;re trying</title>
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  <description>I fucking hate you sir. &lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re fucking pathetic you only talk to me unless your porcelain dolls aren&apos;t there to watch you. Such a priceless collection worth shit. &lt;br /&gt;They&apos;re so easy to fucking crack when they don&apos;t have their shitty computer monitors or mouse to close that fucking window or fucking block you. &lt;br /&gt;Such fucking cunts your little toys are. &lt;br /&gt;So cheap so easy to break if I were to just scream there eyes would crack. &lt;br /&gt;And their spines would shrivel up. &lt;br /&gt;So fun to rattle them up knowing they can&apos;t do anything unless its on their cheap ass myspace accounts.&lt;br /&gt;Their little pathetic screens hide them.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not like them sir.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t need this pathetic keyboard to hide me.&lt;br /&gt;I appear on my own and find you.&lt;br /&gt;Glare you down.&lt;br /&gt;Burn you!&lt;br /&gt;Tare you apart...&lt;br /&gt;I am fucking evil and there is nothing you can do to stop me now sir.&lt;br /&gt;You created this little monster.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Dec 2006 05:30:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ashes are burning the way</title>
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  <description>call me a fucking weirdo. I was just realized I love watching clothes wash or dry in dryers.&lt;br /&gt;Its just so fucking amazing watching something go around in circles over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;I get nauseated after while kind of like I do when I watch the lines on the streets. It gets me&lt;br /&gt;fucking nauseated as well. But I can&apos;t help from looking away which is weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get away really. I want to go base jumping. I want to fucking see the world from a birds eye view, no even better a hawk. I knew this was going to happen I neglected my personal hand written journal for two days already. I knew it as soon as I got my hard drive back I knew I was going to neglect my purple fairy journal. I rented the movie The Black Dahlia since I read the book I was watching and I got so bored from it the book was way better. I wanted to rent Requiem for a Dream but they rented today grr...I was going to get Party Monster again but they rented that one too. Golly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Back to the getting away thing I really want to get away. This christmas break fucking blows..hard. Marco is in town which wow I really don&apos;t seem to care for it but erita does.OOh well  thats erita for ya. I started thinking about the poem I am going to submit tapestry when I go back to school from the holidays. I also started thinking of dropping out. I just don&apos;t want to go to school anymore. It fucking sucks I just want to quit everything I am doing and go into the world. This is all because I grew up so fast. I am a 15 year old thinking like a 26 year old already jeez! I have done things adults should be doing not teenagers. Teenagers who think its okay to do those things are stupid and wrong and have a lot of shit wrong with them really. ONE of them already has an infection and you know who you are cause you are reading this you sick son of a bitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah is really starting to trigger my writing juices about 44444 who is now known as Mr.Caterpillar. I just fell in love with that...I wrote this on my break and if anyone plagiaries this may you have herpes simplex virus. &lt;br /&gt;&quot;and the night you crawled into my blood and slept in my veins&lt;br /&gt;you became that single fickle cell that &lt;br /&gt;brought me into this cancer of a life.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;As I dance with the treble clef &lt;br /&gt;I saw the color lime green blossom&lt;br /&gt;out that piano key my feet so heavily pressed.&lt;br /&gt;All the physcedelicness bloomed from the: floor,&lt;br /&gt;halls, walls, and door.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;When he opened Pandora&apos;s box &lt;br /&gt;I jumped into Mr.Caterpillars sick sad side show&lt;br /&gt;and went into the land of Marmalade skies and cellophane flowers.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I too was a club kid dancing with the strobe lights&lt;br /&gt;seeing everyone selling each other out&lt;br /&gt;for that once of &quot;White Pixie dust&quot; and Special K.&lt;br /&gt;I danced and saw those shadows beating his head with &lt;br /&gt;a hammer, over that fucking K.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;...And all those words my tounge would form&lt;br /&gt;that my teeth wouldn&apos;t dare fence out.&lt;br /&gt;Let him get the bring out the worse in me&lt;br /&gt;which he found to be the best of me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Those moving memory picture films&lt;br /&gt;showed me the life of the club kids;&lt;br /&gt;these guide lines to be like them&lt;br /&gt;enlightened me.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Dec 2006 08:25:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I feel supper lonely. I have mr.caterpillar stuck inside my head. His thoughts his movements, his wanna be lyrical movements. I can&apos;t get him out of my head. &quot;I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND, I AM NOT YOUR LOVE, I&apos;M NOT YOUR FAMILY YEAH&quot; He haunts my dreams so bad I hated seeing him naked I don&apos;t want to go through that again EVER! I hate this I will no longer place my diary entries here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don&apos;t talk anymore which is fine with me really. I am okay with it. Content shall we say. He is upset over the stupidest thing ever. I burst out on him out of no where, because I have bottled everything up. When the time for me to say everything I just bottled it up in a Jones soda bottle.  I will never let him see me sweat. I feel him around me now. I can see his smile and it sends shivers down my spine so bad. He is infinite he is stuck in that time frame that became a picture show and it replays over and over and it wont leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so alone I hate it. Nothing feels this emptiness inside of me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Dec 2006 06:27:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>12/20/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Journal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here in fourth block and its so early. I am going to be stuck here for two hours then I am going home I dont have to go to golf =]. I haven&apos;t gotten my comp back which is somewhat driving me crazy. . Tomorrow it will be three weeks with out it =[. Staring at Alfred makes me sad. He is going to martin next semester. I am going to call him Mr.Moo face. I kinda dont want to go to VMT tomorrow. I am listening to FIRE! good band real good band. I wonder what physcedelicness must feel like. I want to see all those colors blossom pout from the floor, wall, and everything around me. I want to see unicorns galloping across purple skies. =] The clouds are sad today. Outside is supper grey and its giving me a headache. All that has been going on is fights and its driving me crazy. What has society come to; all there is out there is violence, and its annoying. They should all get on L.S.D and bring flower power back jeez! Oh journal I am always in my own little world. They&apos;re all a bunch of dopey-doppers, I&apos;m a dopey dopper. I was supposed to smoke out with rey but I started feeling sick. I had migrains and nausea. All i do is stay home and sleep all my frustrations away. Well weed is not cutting it for me anymore. I want LSD! I want mroe. I hate school I feel so lame everything in this town is lame. All there is to do is get stoned and laid so it seems. Everything is so mechanical and they stole my ipod those damn drug dealers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/21/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Journal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is werid. I got pinned down by LP and it was yesterday. It was supper werid. He tried grouping me and well it didnt work. I hung out with him and it wasn&apos;t akward and it wasnt normal either. Today santos got me a the paris hiltin perfume which i smells awesome. Well LP told me to admitt that I want more which I don&apos;t.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Dec 2006 06:25:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>stuff from my acutal diary</title>
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  <description>12/19/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Journal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Erin&apos;s birthday. I am here in piano, and yeah Joey is next to me. I hate Gladys she is so annoying she tries to hard to be &quot;morbid&quot;, its annoying. I wish she&apos;d go away sometimes. I hate Vivian as well. Omar doesn&apos;t bother me he is just reading Go Ask Alice. Well I am getting ideas for the poem. But L.S.D sounds really cool to try. I am gonna try it no matter what Lynne or Erita say. Sex, drugs, music and K.D is a power combo! I have ways of disguising the title it will be S.D.M.K.D. Well here is some stuff that sounds good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;And don&apos;t you dare open Pandora&apos;s box for I will jump into Mr.Caterpillar&apos;s world. Where it is filled with marmalade skies and cellophane flowers.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;And as I danced with the treble clef on the piano keys. The color Lime green came out of the g note. And all the physcedlicness blossomed.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea that sounds good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 19 later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here in fourth block; I just finished taking the final and I don&apos;t think I did too good. My ipod has full battery =]. Luis didnt come today well I have to go I&apos;ll write in fifth block.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Dec 2006 08:15:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>you had no knowledge</title>
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  <description>Well I got my extensions today. They&apos;re clip ons so I wont make a huge mess.I feel so sad yet mad. I didnt hangout with lynne like i was supposed to. Erita is on my bed sleeping tight.  Well all i am doing is telling joey jokes which is cool I guess. His little innocent mind amazes me =]. Awe thats so divine. And he is amazed by my randomness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got mr.moo moo stuck in my head and its driving me crazy in that gnarls barkley song way. CRAZZYYY!&lt;br /&gt;I got extensions and next week I am getting green contacts =]. I am so fake now! I feel bad for this guy you know. cause well his girlfriend totally wants someone else and he dosent know it I do. see I am not a liar I just keep things from people. And I wouldn&apos;t want to open that can of worms for shizzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the bucks game and i got all crazy and came out on the jumbotron. So this tuesday i perform and friday too i am nervous. well k bye asso! I still think i am gonna die soon =S. I am tired of sleeping alone =[</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 02 Dec 2006 04:32:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>And it wondered how you were left unaffected,</title>
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  <description>Today was kind of werid. I stayed in afternoon to just help out tapestry pass out the free hot chocolate and chill with sandy. It was cool though carlos fucking hates me and talks shit about me 24/7. GET A LIFE! Jeez so yay he was telling sandy shit about me so like karma does exsist cause he got the hot chocolate cup with a hole and he was burning himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well I am still sick on december 8th will be like four months being sick. After school I was there with patrick I felt bad. I had hit him two days before. He desreved it though he really did. I might like well die cause of him. I got over it though and gave him a big kiss and said sorry. I didn&apos;t mean it though he just took as it is, he knows he won&apos;t get me to say it again. I told him I am still sick and he seemed overly concerened. It creeped me out. He said I should Go to the docotor and get my blood taken to see if I am anemic. I told him I can&apos;t my white blood cells can screw everything over. But I think I am gonna die soon for some fucking odd reason. I really do think. And with the data that I have colleceted I am almost postive I am gonna die soon. He touched my face and said I should go home and well just rest. He also said I should lighten up. Its not my fault I am infeceted with paranoia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have a huge headache right now.  So  I went home with letty today and well i bought food for us and i ate and crashed out hard.  In the most weridiest angle too. I was at the corner of the couch my legs dangled up, kind of like that time when patrick was around. Mr. Moo face is being a dick. He should get over it. The boy with the piano on his face is starting to really piss me off. I just want to hit him for ignoring me. =[ I hate that being ignored and pushed aside.  For chirstmas I am thinking of learning the notebook theme song i learned the first two measures; and I am thinking of playing them for mr.moo moo so he can feel a bit happier. =] EWLK I have some feelings for him. I think I am gonna get a nose bleed right now.</description>
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