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  <title>Lights Out</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Aug 2008 17:02:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I keep floating down the river but the ocean never comes&lt;br /&gt;Since the operation I heard you&apos;re breathing just for one&lt;br /&gt;Now everything is imaginary, especially what you love&lt;br /&gt;You left another message, said it&apos;s done&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I hear beautiful music it&apos;s always from another time&lt;br /&gt;Old friends I never visit, I remember what they&apos;re like&lt;br /&gt;Standing on a doorstep full of nervous butterflies&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to be asked to come inside&lt;br /&gt;Just come inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I keep going out&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t sleep next to a stranger when I&apos;m coming down&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s 8 a.m., my heart is beating too loud&lt;br /&gt;Too loud&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t be so amazing or I&apos;ll miss you too much&lt;br /&gt;I felt something that I had never touched&lt;br /&gt;Everything gets smaller now the further that I go&lt;br /&gt;Towards the mouth and the reunion of the known and the unknown&lt;br /&gt;Consider yourself lucky if you think of it as home&lt;br /&gt;You can move mountains with your misery if you don&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;If you don&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes to me in fragments, even those still split in two&lt;br /&gt;Under the leaves of that old lime tree I stood examining the fruit&lt;br /&gt;Some were ripe and some were rotten, I felt naseous with the truth&lt;br /&gt;There will never be a time more opportune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just won&apos;t be late&lt;br /&gt;The window closes, shocks roll over in a tidal wave&lt;br /&gt;And all the color drains out of the frame&lt;br /&gt;So pleased with a daydream that now living is no good&lt;br /&gt;I took off my shoes and walked into the woods&lt;br /&gt;I felt lost and found with every step I took</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Apr 2008 21:27:51 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Sometimes, I really do feel totally alone. Not in a depressing, sad, I hate my life sort of way. More in the sense that I feel totally detached from everything happening to the people around me, even people that I would consider close friends. I&apos;m not placing blame on anyone. I just feel like I&apos;ve become that person that&apos;s just always &quot;too busy&quot; or something. I don&apos;t know. I don&apos;t like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m moved in, I finally have the internet again, I&apos;m making good money at both my jobs, my family has been really amazing and helpful the past couple months, and I&apos;m in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....why do I feel some sort of void? Or like I don&apos;t know certain people anymore? Why can&apos;t I shake these feelings?</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 04:19:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>It&apos;s nice to know what&apos;s really important in life.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 Mar 2008 00:58:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>An update:</title>
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  <description>Right now...I&apos;m at work. yeah...this is what i do at my new job. haha. it&apos;s so easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James is the best thing to come into my life in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m moving in two weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks is still going okay...although, I love working at Covedale wayyyy better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cast is finally off. I still can&apos;t move my hand all the way yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss allie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss lindsey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss the fuck out of ashley. I just barely have free time anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, life is pretty damn good.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2008 04:11:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>james=perfection</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2007 06:06:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>There isn&apos;t a day that goes by that you don&apos;t cross through my mind and that I don&apos;t despise you becuase of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was ever a way to erase you from my memory, I would do it in a heart beat if only to go three hours without wondering what you&apos;re doing, who you&apos;re with, if I&apos;ve crossed through your mind, and why you&apos;re the person you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time, every day I let go a little more...then a little more. And my friends help me with that. If it wasn&apos;t for them on a daily basis making me laugh and smile through life, I don&apos;t know where I&apos;d be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been working too much to feel even a little sad. So, it doesn&apos;t matter...but I don&apos;t sleep as much as I should either and I should be more careful so I don&apos;t get sick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is great right now, I just want you out of my mind for 24 hours. Even not speaking to me, you some how manage to mess with my head...I&apos;m actually impressed if anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that I got that out, I really should be sleeping. I have to work again tomorrow and then I&apos;m off threee daysssssss!!! WOOT! I expect hangouts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already know I&apos;ll see my girls. I love you guys sooo soo much. Ashley, Kendra, Vanessa, and Amy. I love us being together so much (even though with all us girls cramped up...we tend to get bitchy soemtimes) and I love that we&apos;re all super close. We can do anything together and have a good time. Even if it&apos;s sitting in vanessa&apos;s messy dorm room watching she and amy clean it while we all just sit around listening to music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to see allieee too, but I know you&apos;re so busy with your job. But...summer time. I can&apos;t wait. And maybe sometime after work this week, we can catch up. You&apos;re still the one person I know I can tell anything to and you&apos;ll always be there for me. I love you. I&apos;m so happy we&apos;re friends and have been for so long. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m having some kelley withdrawlssss too! You&apos;re my bff and you&apos;re always doing silly math homework. We need to hit up the park this week when kroger and math aren&apos;t sucking the life out of you. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andd I&apos;m going to see caitlin tomorrow night and try to cheer her up. I&apos;m not sure what I&apos;ll do yet, but we&apos;ll just have a girls night. :) You are the one person I graduated with that I talk to at least once a week. I feel we&apos;ve gotten fairly close since high school and I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without any of you guys in my life...I&apos;m sure I would be a nut job half the time...even more so than I already am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to make a semi positive entry (minus the first part) and let everyone know how much I appreciate you all. Especailly since everyone else on here has been making nice lj entries about how much they appreciate all their friends. I have to jump on the bandwaggon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2007 05:59:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Things I&apos;m sick of in my life:</title>
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  <description>A list of all the thing I&apos;m really sick of in my life and plan on changing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wasting so much of my time on the internet. (Not off to a great start so far)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Investing so much of my time caring what others think about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Living my life by other people&apos;s rules. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. People giving me their opinions when I don&apos;t ask for them. Fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Smoking. I&apos;m really going to quit for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Being the &quot;yes man&quot; in pretty much any situation. Ex.: Working 8 straight days and then when I get a day off, haveing trouble saying no when someone asks me to take their shift. Or someone asking me &quot;Is that okay...or...is this cool&quot; and me saying yes when I really mean no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Not being comfortable being single. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My mind coming to realizations my heart just won&apos;t accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Still giving the time of day to people that ignore me. What the hell is my problem? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The fact that I quit enjoying the little things in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Feeling so dependent on material objects, such as my cell phone or the internet. Some days I feel like throwing my phone in the trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more positive note, there are a lot of things that I love in my life right now such as my awesome friends, my job, my family, the great weather, and having time to sleep. It&apos;s not all bad, just some personal things I need to work on.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Jan 2007 06:47:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>There is a such thing as trying too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta know when to give up and give in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn&apos;t make me a quitter, it just keeps me sane.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 05 Jan 2007 16:51:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Things I really miss about you...</title>
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  <description>Our long drives around town listening to loud music&lt;br /&gt;Sleepovers&lt;br /&gt;Borrowing eachothers clothes on a daily basis&lt;br /&gt;Long talks&lt;br /&gt;Cat calling in hipton&lt;br /&gt;Loving paris and nicole together&lt;br /&gt;Dressing up for no reason and going out in public&lt;br /&gt;Getting drunk and having our own dance parties&lt;br /&gt;The summer&lt;br /&gt;Myspace picture taking anywhere and everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Mt. Echo park&lt;br /&gt;The way we told eachother everything&lt;br /&gt;Watching MTV all day with your mom in bed&lt;br /&gt;The way you always made me feel better&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out at night on your back deck just talking about nothing&lt;br /&gt;Dinner dates at red lobster&lt;br /&gt;How we could be around eachother for days at a time and still have things to talk about&lt;br /&gt;The way we did nothing at all and still had fun always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you. And not in the general context. I miss my best friend.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 26 Dec 2006 00:57:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;ve been awake since 7 am!!! ughhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was really fun this year. I got good stuff and had fun with the family. I got sick off the spiked egg nog. Here&apos;s what &quot;Santa&quot; brought me this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a274/motion_sickness/100_0057.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;I also got, 140 dollass and 5 gift cards that I will be spending tomorrow. I got a new hair straightner, a necklace, an entire set of professional make up bruses, a bunch of lip glosses, the devil wears prada on dvd, a bath and body works bath set thing, and a cook book entitled &quot;How to boil water--life after take out.&quot; Ha. Ha. Real funny mom and dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had a ton of people come over for a huge dinner and I just sorta laid around and relaxed. I hope everyone else had a nice christmas as well. :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Dec 2006 00:55:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Let it die and get out of my mind &lt;br /&gt;We don&apos;t see eye to eye &lt;br /&gt;Or hear ear to ear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t you wish that we could forget that kiss &lt;br /&gt;And see this for what it is &lt;br /&gt;That we&apos;re not in love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saddest part of a broken heart &lt;br /&gt;Isn&apos;t the ending so much as the start &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to tell just how I felt &lt;br /&gt;To not recognize myself &lt;br /&gt;I started to fade away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all it won&apos;t take long to fall in love &lt;br /&gt;Now I know what I don&apos;t want &lt;br /&gt;I learned that with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saddest part of a broken heart &lt;br /&gt;Isn&apos;t the ending so much as the start &lt;br /&gt;The tragedy starts from the very first spark &lt;br /&gt;Losing your mind for the sake of your heart &lt;br /&gt;The saddest part of a broken heart &lt;br /&gt;Isn&apos;t the ending so much as the start</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Dec 2006 13:45:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I would very much like to hang out with my friends over the next week or so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allie, Amanda, Caitlin, Tasha, Kelley, Vanessa...ect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s make plans and have some fun.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 09 Jul 2006 14:33:48 GMT</pubDate>
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