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  <title>Get it together.</title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Apr 2009 01:18:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>snoop doggy dogg</title>
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  <description>my computer&apos;s been acting a little funny lately, and man, do those kids at the student help desk really know their shit. Two hours later, i picked up a supersuperspeedy fast laptop with no more viruses. and they liked my happy monsters background! i like it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, spring fever. there&apos;s so much shit to do in such little timeeee and the weather is too beautifulll and there&apos;s too many beerbques to have and too many blunts to be smoked on the porch and too many other reckless obstacles that take place in new paltz once the weather&apos;s nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least this weekend will be FABULOUS---&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;REEL BIG FISH&lt;/b&gt; is playing on my campus Thursday. WTF??!!! I know, I bugged when I heard. I&apos;m sooo excited! It&apos;s like my adolescence has followed me to college. The last time I saw them I think they opened for like, goldfinger or something. Oh man. It&apos;s going to be faaabulous.&lt;br /&gt;Then friday? is ROCK AGAINST RACISM with fabulous musical performances byyyy i forgot who. i fucking loveeee my school and my town and liiiiife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now it&apos;s 9oclock on a saturday night, and i&apos;m still sober.&lt;br /&gt;so drink up. buhbyeeee&amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 31 Mar 2009 00:20:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>stupid slaves</title>
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  <description>I feel like a lifetime has passed since the last time I wrote in this collarpickin thing. Well, not that too much time has passed or anything but it just feels like so much has happened. I&apos;m not going to explain anything right now because I don&apos;t feel like it. Also because I really don&apos;t even think anyone even reads this shit anymore haha. I just don&apos;t think I could ever give it up. Anyway, a quick recap. I had the most amazing spring break. I kicked ass on my midterms. Oh, and Immortal Technique is playing in our gym on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immortal Technique has some sort of infatuation with SUNY New Paltz. That&apos;s twice in three years. I&apos;m really excited though. Final Nuclear Holocaust show at snuggs after. Never did I ever imagine I&apos;d say that I am actually saddened by this. Haha, &amp;lt;3college&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I have too many obstacles to tackle in the next few forevers. I set too many goals for myself but I really think I need to achieve them. Anyway, bye&amp;hearts;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 17:34:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>yawp</title>
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  <description>I had the most incredible weekend and it only took me about a week to finally recover. Thursday night, Erik came and surprised me which was the most fabulous thing in the entire world, I didn&apos;t expect it in the least and words cannot describe how fucking radiant I was. He is too perfect. We had a ridiculous, crazy New Paltz weekend, Friday was so fucking awesome I wish I could relive it over and over. This town is just amazing. I really don&apos;t think anyone could possibly understand unless you&apos;ve lived here. It&apos;s the almost the exact opposite of where I had always wanted to be (manhattan), yet it&apos;s suited me better, I believe, at this time in my life. As eager as I am to move out to brooklyn after college, I am going to miss this place so fucking much. Now that the guys are graduating in may, things are going to be so fucking different; New Paltz will still be New Paltz, but in a way I&apos;ve never known. My best friends since LITERALLY day one in lefevre will be gone, and it makes my stomach turn just thinking of how sad I will be. Fortunately, I&apos;ve had the most indescribably PERFECT outrageously insane, sloppy, hysterical, unbelievably incredible memories attached to those guys and the three years of college I&apos;ve experienced thus far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve decided to take an English class during the first session of summer courses. It&apos;s a shitload of money, but it will be worth it. It&apos;s before camp starts, I can still work mornings and afternoons as well, and I can go home for a week or so. I don&apos;t think I could go the entire summer without using my brain like I have been. I need to take advantage of the work ethic I have somehow managed to possess since the beginning of this semester. I also want to read at least 5 books, because I haven&apos;t really read much outside of my classes. I need to keep reading, I won&apos;t have the excuse of being short on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midterms are next week. I am kind of bugging out a bit, I won&apos;t lie. My grades have been really fucking great so far, and I am pushing myself to do extraordinarily well on my midterms, which will be real hard. Especially for my Literary Criticism class (although I did just get an A- on a paper on Horace, bitch!), but I don&apos;t think I will be happy with anything less than a B+. It&apos;s so weird for me to think like that, considering how I&apos;ve been all throughout college up until this point. I&apos;ve always gotten good grades, but I never tried, I didn&apos;t set a single expectation for myself, and I never went to class. I never really cared. I dunno why, but now I do. And I care a lot. I guess that&apos;s a good thing lol. Go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring Break is next Friday, so I&apos;ll be on Long Island for a night. Saturday I&apos;m flying to florida with Erik for about a week, then I&apos;ll be around for the rest of that weekend. So call me up if you&apos;re around then! Tonight we will be having a belated birthday celebration for Smegtard, continuing on Friday. Shauna is coming up this weekend and I am like, hfishifhils wayy too excited. Things are going so fabulous. I am the luckiest girl alive :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it&apos;s time for the library. Because, ya know, I fucking live there now. I should pitch a damn tent or something in there. Maybe a blow up mattress in the study rooms or something. I&apos;m there more than I am in my own room, I fucking swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. That&apos;s my update.&lt;br /&gt;I love you all with too much of my heart.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2009 20:07:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;green means toke&quot;</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://halbot.haluze.sk/images/2007-07/3503_1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that&apos;s right.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2009 19:43:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i cannot fucking wait to learn every single day for the rest of my life.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 Jan 2009 01:21:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>eee</title>
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  <description>best fucking birthday ever, everevevervevrvevrvevrvervevrevevvvver.&lt;br /&gt;i am so blessed. so, so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big update later, promise.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Jan 2009 20:57:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>newppp</title>
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  <description>i&apos;m gonna be 21 in fourrrr days =O&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Jan 2009 15:43:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>breakfast</title>
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  <description>i just had the most fabulous waffles in the entire world.&lt;br /&gt;honestly, ask me to make them for you. straight up ihop shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;b&gt;tuesday&lt;/b&gt; i will be on long island!!&lt;br /&gt;and i neeeedneedneed to be with the friends, the boy, the cousins, &amp;all that til np.&lt;br /&gt;so call me ;)&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ll make you waffles.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 Dec 2008 06:47:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>meds</title>
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  <description>phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is nutty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went ape shit for school supplies. i spend 25 minutes picking out notebooks. i&apos;m fucking psychotic. i am also motivated for the semester, considering i did &lt;i&gt;so much&lt;/i&gt; fucking BETTER this semester than i thought. it&apos;s extremely refreshing! i also ordered my new cell phone, so within the next couple of days when you decide to call me, you will actually hear my voice. sexual ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. before i come home/(long island?), i have a lot of things to get goin on. but i will be back, and i will be less crazy, and i will be just a few days away from being twenty one. i will miss chalking my id, but hey. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music, book, bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps- inspiration? where&apos;d you go? i need to write. thanks.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Dec 2008 16:57:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>erase</title>
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  <description>i don&apos;t know what to do.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 27 Dec 2008 19:45:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>typical</title>
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  <description>i don&apos;t even know why i bother wasting my breath. i knew this would happen.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just face the facts that i will be like this forever.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 26 Dec 2008 05:33:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>yup. this will probably be long.</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s unbelievable how quickly christmas comes and goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be everywhere. I wish I could split my body into thirds and just be in multiple places at the same time. I&apos;m at the point where I don&apos;t even prefer one place over another, I just want to be &lt;i&gt;somewhere&lt;/i&gt; and comfortable. Once I get to that one place, though, I wanna be in the other. Florida is a great break from everything, especially between semesters; I don&apos;t have any responsibility and I absolutely love being with my family. I love the craziness that goes on in New Paltz, I love having my own house and complete freedom. I love being on Long Island and seeing everyone, especially now when everyone is home. Now that erik isn&apos;t in new paltz anymore I don&apos;t have that like, security? i had when he was there. Anytime I&apos;d come home to an empty house, I know in a few hours he&apos;d be there. I&apos;d never fall asleep alone or wake up alone. Now that is missing and it does have an affect on me. I know it&apos;s for the best, I know everything will work out, I&apos;m really confident in that, it&apos;s just one more thing that is missing, one more direction I am being pulled towards, one more person to miss so fucking terribly all the time. The worst part is, I know I need to stop complaining and being upset about what I &quot;don&apos;t&quot; have at all times, I need to fucking start appreciating things a bit more. I need to stop comparing myself now to what I was then, etc. I just don&apos;t want to :(  But I have to, I have to, I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to appreciate the time I have here with my family. I really do enjoy myself when I&apos;m here, I just get real bored after a while. I made the decision to stay here for a while rather than rush back to new paltz for new years eve. So what&apos;s another year here? I&apos;m not too distraught about it. I&apos;m turning motherfuckingtwentyone in less than a month and believe me, I will have the party of a fucking lifetime. It&apos;s time to grow up for a little while, just a little while. While I&apos;m here, at least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &apos;09 is coming up, and I know everyone (myself included) always make these ridiculous &quot;resolutions&quot; that they never follow. So I&apos;ve decided to (hopefully) counteract that by setting these &quot;goals&quot; for myself (rather than &quot;resolutions&quot;) a little bit early. I have a &lt;b&gt;ton&lt;/b&gt; to fucking fix. I need to up my game on just about everything. Fortunately, my grades were so much better than I expected them to be this semester. But next semester I need to bust my fucking ass, I&apos;m taking 17 credits and every single class is for my major(s). I&apos;m actually going to stay motivated and do my work and jesus I MUST go to class. I think I will be okay with that. I need to chill my fucking anxiety down a lot. (i think we can figure that trick out for sure.) I NEED to fucking saaaaave money. I wanna go to costa ricaaa, but more importantly I want to make sure I can find a place to live after college. I &lt;strike&gt;want&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; to get my head straight again. I was doing really well for a while and then it just exploded. Sigh. Things will work out, for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thoughts-- I haven&apos;t had a cigarette in an entire week. That&apos;s really exciting. Not because I&apos;m trying to quit or anything, just because I don&apos;t smoke when I&apos;m here. It&apos;s just better that way. I&apos;m gonna try to hold out until I come back and lordy, that cigarette is going to be so absolutely fabulous I can&apos;t wait. I think it&apos;s comforting to know that, although I smoke a ton, too much even, I don&apos;t need them at all. That&apos;s nice to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, my creative writing teacher wants to publish one of my poems in some shit he&apos;s putting together. That made me feel really good. It&apos;s only 4 lines, but he really liked it a lot. it&apos;s basically the only thing I put any sort of emotion into this entire semester. Maybe that means I should actually try next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. this was entirely too long. i feel good now, though. i feel like i&apos;ve needed a livejournal vent. aw, i miss being in high school.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, merry christmas friends. i love you all and miss you all too much.&lt;br /&gt;peace&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps- The Real Housewives of Orange County is &lt;i&gt;THE&lt;/i&gt; most ridiculous show in the entire world and I love it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 22 Dec 2008 04:35:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>sponge</title>
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  <description>i want you, and warm weather, and an endless amount of money, and our problems to go away, and the world&apos;s most comfortable bed, blunts, reds, a few thousand bottles, and nothing else because nothing else would matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 20 Dec 2008 23:30:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>peeps</title>
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  <description>ohhh, lordy. i feel yucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it&apos;s christmas break. i &lt;strike&gt;think&lt;/strike&gt; know that it&apos;s desperately, desperately needed. For everyone, it seems. I&apos;m in florida now after a 48 hours of fucking torturous hell. i&apos;m glad to be with my family at a time where i&apos;m really needed. i&apos;m trying my hardest not to stress out about a bunch of things that are eating away at me. it&apos;s so hard when you have your own problems but you can&apos;t help worrying for others as well. it&apos;s like, i can&apos;t even deal with my own anxiety, the last thing i need is worrying about others&apos;. i can&apos;t help it though. i love these people too much not to. i need to figure out when i am going home, and to where first, and if i go to long island, how am i going to get to new paltz. and if i go straight to new paltz, i can&apos;t see my extended family/boyfriend/friends for the holidays. sigh. i&apos;ll figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there&apos;s so many things i need to do. i wanna try and wake the fuck up this break. like, start being a real person. but as for tonight, all i am going to do is contaminate my brain with mindless television. i&apos;d say it&apos;s a necessity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and there&apos;s been a creep peering through the 16yr old next door neighbor&apos;s window. who, not only escaped the cops after being fucking tazed, but shit in his pants all over the street while doing so. he still hasn&apos;t been found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t know if i should be scared, or laugh uncontrollably, or be confused, or all of the above. only in fucking florida, though man. only fucking florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye for now, friends.&lt;br /&gt;ps- i think i want to try and up the LJ for a while. that is all.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2008 19:53:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&apos;87</title>
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  <description>a lot of things are changing.&lt;br /&gt;a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot.&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s definitely a good thing, i think. i need to do some changing myself. i already have begun to, in a way. it makes me feel really good to know that i am ready to better myself and get the shit done that i&apos;ve been needing to do. now i just need to try and detatch myself from the past and how things used to be, focus on myself and the present and just try and deal with what&apos;s at hand right now. if things work out the way they are meant to, then they will. no matter how difficult things get. if i&apos;ve gotten this far, things can work out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xmas party tonight woooo</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Dec 2008 05:03:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>when you go a long time without seeing someone you love, the single moment you see them again makes it totally worth the wait.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Nov 2008 17:26:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>weirdd</title>
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  <description>so last night, i fell asleep for what must have been only about ten minutes. i woke up and suddenly couldn&apos;t stop worrying about things. but not the typical things i worry about, or anything remotely close to what i normally worry about. in fact, it was kind of like the opposite. i started to worry about one thing, which of course lead to wayyy too many more. but it was just really strange... i was awake for hours just stressing out and worrying about things i never would have imagined i&apos;d be worried about. i felt really uneasy all night, and didn&apos;t end up falling asleep until around 645. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i won&apos;t have to deal with anything like that again. i think florida likes to mess with my head.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 01:40:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>part i</title>
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  <description>tomorrow i go to long-gisssland&lt;br /&gt;saturday i go to floridUHH&lt;br /&gt;then one week left of class, finals,&lt;br /&gt;florida part ii,&lt;br /&gt;thennn i get to see the love of my lifeeee againnn finnnnnaaaalllllly&lt;br /&gt;the hard part is basically over.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 09 Nov 2008 06:56:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>what it is</title>
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  <description>So slowly, things are progressing. &lt;i&gt;Slowly...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m finally on the right track with school, or so I hope. I&apos;ve gotten a lot more motivated which is probably because it&apos;s completely necessary at this point. I&apos;m happy to have this time to get my shit together. I say it all the fucking time, too. But this time, I don&apos;t really have much of a choice. And I&apos;m so thankful for that, I need it desperately. The rest of this semester is dedicated 125% to myself, getting my head, grades, finances, etc etc completely straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t been able to stop thinking about where I am at this point, and what direction I could possibly be headed. It terrifies me to know that I am in a place where I am constantly thinking of my future, and where I will be, and if it will be the way I hope it to be. As much as I feel like I &quot;know&quot; what is going to happen, the scary thing is, that I fucking don&apos;t. I could have a clue. But nothing is certain. And actually saying that &quot;out loud&quot; gives me the fucking chills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know &quot;exactly&quot; what I want to happen. I know where I want to be, the people I want in my life, what I want to do. I never thought I&apos;d be able to say that at twenty years old. I feel a bit ridiculous about it, too. I don&apos;t know if that&apos;s okay or not. I need to stop thinking so much, and over-analyzing myself/my life. Taking things slowly has been successful thus far. The one thing I am certain of though, is that in a month, I am going to be the happiest girl in the fucking world. I am convinced that the moment I can finally be with the kid I am crazy about is going to be the most incredible feeling I have ever felt. I need to start reminding myself that more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Registration for next semester already, fucking really?! It&apos;s a very good sign though, I suppose. Never once in the past two and a half years in New Paltz have I prayed for a semester to be over. It&apos;s a ridiculous thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this was enough to satisfy all y&apos;all. Even if there is no &quot;all y&apos;all&quot;, I am satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;Night&amp;hearts;</description>
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  <lj:mood>hopeful</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Nov 2008 05:15:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>todd&apos;s song</title>
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  <description>i can&apos;t even describe how happy i am to see christmas commercials already&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps- ofuckingbama. living history, baby.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 21:40:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>if only</title>
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  <description>i didn&apos;t cry as much as i could because i was too numb, it didn&apos;t feel real.</description>
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  <lj:mood>halved.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 25 Sep 2008 15:10:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hybrid</title>
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  <description>i had a fucking amazing weekend. i don&apos;t even want to go into how much money was spent. all i know is that &lt;i&gt;nothing&lt;/i&gt; can get any better than molly, my fucking incredible boyfriend, and the bouncingmothafuckinsouls. it&apos;s hard to choose the best part of the entire weekend, espcially the show, i&apos;d definitely say one of the major highlights was when this girl in her late 20s came up to us and said how perfect we were during lean on sheena. it&apos;s corny, i know, but it was a fucking incredible moment, especially in the state we were in. we&apos;re just too punk rock for anyone, i guess... we&apos;re good shit. Definitely the best birthday present i&apos;ve ever given. i can&apos;t fucking believe it&apos;s the end of september.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 Sep 2008 15:07:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>anchors awayy</title>
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  <description>bouncing souls tomorrow with a boy who i met simply because he was wearing a souls shirt.&lt;br /&gt;and here we are a yeaaar later.&lt;br /&gt;excited&amp;hearts;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 16 Sep 2008 02:36:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>because WE ARE YOUR FRIENDS</title>
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  <description>this weekend was fucking HGFHIDIAHSPIGHSPOIHGPI!!!&lt;br /&gt;free justice show. fuuuckkkking incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t think my body/mind will ever get back to normal lol.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2008 02:47:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>twisted</title>
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  <description>it&apos;s 1044 on a friday night. i&apos;m drunk and pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;i just read something i wrote exactly one year and one day ago. i started crying absofuckinglutely pathetically and that has never happened before. i&apos;m sad that things change. i don&apos;t know what the fuck i am going to do a month from now. i feel ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freshman year was absolutely the best, but i can&apos;t believe i constantly forget how fucking epic last year was as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it ironic that this happened on a friday night?&lt;br /&gt;no one will ever understand.</description>
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