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  <pubDate>Thu, 09 Nov 2006 21:41:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i miss having a crush. getting excited to see someone. holding hands. first kisses. blahh.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 03 Nov 2006 15:38:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>haha.</title>
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  <description>i cannot believe the GOP let steven colbert do a speech at the press corps dinner. it was almost painful to watch him mock the president literally three feet away from him and in front of all right wing hierarchy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OOprXKpuVRc&quot;&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OOprXKpuVRc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Nov 2006 16:42:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>lately i&apos;ve been wanting to run away. run into my past, run back, back...the safety net&apos;s lifted and i am scared...where is the addiction...i must always be addicted...i scare myself. there have been so many times that i have lost control of my own mind, and i forget this when i am desperate and scared and all i want is  my old self back. people did like her more, afterall, the scared, shatter-able little girl. who was i? why did people want her? i just don&apos;t know about myself anymore. there are so many times my thoughts seem independent from myself, it scares me. one minute i&apos;m happy and content with my future, my friends, who i am, and the next i imagine my death around every corner. tessa, you are crazy. i feel i am wasting time, but i always feel this way. life is a goddamn waste of time. i wish i was ignorant.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Oct 2006 07:24:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i feel like a lot of deception has happened lately. i don&apos;t even know who my friends are and the ones that at least pretend to be seem to lie quite a lot.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Oct 2006 05:00:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>despondant</title>
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  <description>my life &lt;br /&gt;changes&lt;br /&gt;way too quickly&lt;br /&gt;the people involved change&lt;br /&gt;far too frequently&lt;br /&gt;and i seem to change&lt;br /&gt;not enough for anyone to care about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i am excited to have at least a few of my best friends together on saturday for my birthday party, just like old times. fucking miss kitten and the hacker, my basement, and copious amounts of liquor. hell yes.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Oct 2006 00:56:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;ve given up a lot of people, and i&apos;m finally content. &lt;br /&gt;my life doesn&apos;t feel so scattered and dramatic. &lt;br /&gt;tired of someone and their lying, i really am through. it&apos;s just not worth it for me anymore.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 Oct 2006 05:17:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>something needs to happen. &lt;br /&gt;something or someone new.&lt;br /&gt;i am just tired and bored.&lt;br /&gt;i need a reason to get up in the morning.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 01 Oct 2006 07:20:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i am so tired of trying. everything takes too much effort. i realized today, it doesn&apos;t matter what i do for people, when it is me there, alone and breaking, i don&apos;t have anyone. i can&apos;t decided whether to give up on people or to give up on myself.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Sep 2006 06:02:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>tomorrow is starting day 1 of clean tessa and clean for me, not for anyone else. i need myself back. i won&apos;t know if it&apos;s depression or cocaine making me think the way i am unless i stop using. and that is what i plan to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am excited for the weekend. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need a date for homecoming....this should be exciting</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Sep 2006 22:27:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>it&apos;s safe to say i am completely disconnected from everything and everyone. school, as expected, is so very lonely. everything is lonely. i just don&apos;t know what to change, because it seems like no matter what changes, it&apos;s my head that is the ultimate problem. off with my head!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 18 Sep 2006 05:59:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i can&apos;t keep doing this.&lt;br /&gt;how do i stop&lt;br /&gt;how do i stop&lt;br /&gt;how do i stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m so scared that if i let go of this one, i will end up back where i was last year, and no one wants to be in that place.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Sep 2006 05:05:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>all you and i have is this moment, our eyes locked, the cold around us, our shaking hands.&lt;br /&gt;the past is already gone, the future might not come, but NOW, HERE  are together.&lt;br /&gt;nothing will ever matter once it has passed, &lt;br /&gt;everything come to an end eventually&lt;br /&gt;all that is real is what is happing in time right this minute&lt;br /&gt;and right this minute all i am thinking is when you will leave me&lt;br /&gt;when you could leave me&lt;br /&gt;in the future&lt;br /&gt;does that mean this was never real?&lt;br /&gt;if i was never there back then and you are not here now?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Sep 2006 06:27:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>goodbye</title>
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  <description>i&apos;m done with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think you&apos;ve used the last drop of me</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Aug 2006 01:19:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i deserve all the shit i can get for it.&lt;br /&gt;but trust me no one knows how much worse the shit i get for it is in my head. &lt;br /&gt;it won&apos;t happen again. i realized that night that he can&apos;t change, i don&apos;t need to change, and our relationship WAS ALWAYS hell for me. he left me cold, alone, and paranoid, for some ridiculous reason he made up, as usual. &lt;br /&gt;and i am done. &lt;br /&gt;we agreed to be friends, no more sex is to happen. and if he doesn&apos;t want it to happen, hopefully i won&apos;t be too drunk to forget what an asshole he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also. i have very few real friends right now. people don&apos;t get that if you want real friends you have to be one. i would do anything for my best friends. but right now there are very few of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my future is non-existent and my parents can only make me feel like shit about everything in my life that has happened. it&apos;s my fault i had these things happen and my emotions showed through external measures. i really just don&apos;t know how things will get better or change. no matter what things that happened in the past are always forefront on my mind and all i can focus on is distracting myself with self distruction.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Aug 2006 23:11:08 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>everything goes from amazing to shittier than possible in minutes&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t even care anymore&lt;br /&gt;i am tired of wasting time on people</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Aug 2006 07:01:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i really just feel like an island lately&lt;br /&gt;and part of me is actually happy about it&lt;br /&gt;because i don&apos;t have to deal with people&apos;s bullshit and i can do what i want to&lt;br /&gt;but not caring what people say or think anymore is also kind of bad&lt;br /&gt;because i think i am almost getting too blunt, clear, insane, open, fucking too fucked up i don&apos;t know&lt;br /&gt;i just don&apos;t know who i am what i want or where i want to be&lt;br /&gt;i feel awkward no matter what</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Aug 2006 08:14:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i want him back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, NOT SETH</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Aug 2006 19:23:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>blah blah blah i suck  i just want to disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i thank you for all that happened?&lt;br /&gt;or cut off your balls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still don&apos;t know what to do about the school stuff.  everything changes just way too fast here.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Jul 2006 07:11:11 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>dear ____,&lt;br /&gt;it makes me sad to know that you take advantage of love.&lt;br /&gt;you know the people that love you and you push them to their limits because you know they care too much to leave you. &lt;br /&gt;i am here when you need someone to care about you, when you need someone to save you, someone to listen to you cry, yell, somewhere to sleep, someone to leave behind. &lt;br /&gt;i am only here when you need me, otherwise i am invisible.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Jul 2006 17:29:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>those were the days</title>
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  <title>last night picturesss</title>
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  <description>so basically my friends are amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b53/ladymarmalade953/friennnnds010.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b53/ladymarmalade953/friennnnds003.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b53/ladymarmalade953/friennnnds002.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b53/ladymarmalade953/friennnnds005.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b53/ladymarmalade953/friennnnds011.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b53/ladymarmalade953/friennnnds013.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b53/ladymarmalade953/friennnnds012.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Jul 2006 21:33:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>goddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erase erase erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can&apos;t things just go back to how they were!!!???????</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Jul 2006 02:20:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;ve been crying all day&lt;br /&gt;i just don&apos;t know what to do with my life&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s not that i can&apos;t change things it&apos;s just that no matter what i change, the way i see it, life is simply pointless.&lt;br /&gt;the only reason i ever held onto it was with the hope that i would find someone whom i would live for. our existence would be only to be part of one another. but i have lost faith in this idea, whatever it be...i suppose most would call it &quot;love&quot;, but i&apos;ve come to realize that no one ever really loves someone else. &lt;br /&gt;what is the point in suffering and wasting time</description>
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  <description>i want to quit so much. &lt;br /&gt;i think it&apos;s really time.&lt;br /&gt;there have been so many final straws,&lt;br /&gt;but i really need to find out how i feel about people and where i am happy without the influence of drugs.</description>
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  <description>i can&apos;t believe how many things have been lies the past months of my life.&lt;br /&gt;i am really trying to change who i spend my time with.&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s amazing how one person can change your faith in humanity so much.</description>
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