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  <title>sing me something sad and elegant</title>
  <subtitle>sing me ANYTHING</subtitle>
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  <updated>2005-12-10T19:00:53Z</updated>
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    <title>lack of anything better...</title>
    <published>2005-12-10T19:00:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-10T19:00:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ha. Yeah, so I can't figure out how to get on myspace here. I'm an idiot... and Nothing is working. Oh well. I'm just too stupid and lazy to figure out this Proxy shit. So this will have be my little myspace place right now I guess. Life is just shitty. Everyone is shitty. Everyone lies. And I am getting so sick of it. So I won't. Here's me being 100% honest. I'm pissed off. I hate people. I hate Chris. I mean, I really, really, really HATE him. More than anyone, or anything. And if he dies, I just wouldn't care. It really hurt me to know that he is lying to everyone. Making me out to be the bad one. What the fuck ever. He was a WILLING participate, and I can't help that he is still 'in love' with her... He did what he did. you know, I even asked him, about a million times, if he knew what he was doing, and if he would remember it in the morning, and all that shit. And he said he was fine, and that if he didn't want to do it, he would stop it. Well he didn't ever stop it. So I guess he WANTED it. and I guess he was fine in the morning too when we were both sober... because he WANTED it then to. So fuck off. I don't even know why I care. I really don't. They aren't worth it. He certainly is not worth anything. So go ahead Ericka, have him... and his baby. Just don't talk to me anymore. Ever. Okay? Because like I said before, if you two weren't in my life, things wouldn't seem so fucked up. I'm sorry I'm being such a bitch. But this is HONESTY. How about you try it for a change? &lt;br /&gt;Anyway... personality flip here, bear with me....&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my new car... 3 in 2 years. Wow. But this one should last, and I really like it. I have to work tonight... Only 4 hours though, not bad at all. I'm tired. I should probably go to sleep. Oh, I got my debit card today. YAY. But I have like 10 dollars in my account... ahahah. I need some money. I think I am losing it, I'm kinda going crazzzzy. Oh well. I hate livejournal. I miss myspace. If anyone knows how to get to it from a blocked place... school, the library, etc, let me know. I know you do, Bev, so you need to give me the DL. lol. Anyway. I'm going home now... Sorry if this entry seemed kind of out there... That's just how I feel right now. ... fsk bsjdb fsjbgdgjjg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GRAB MY BASS, REBBECCA!!!!!&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Dirty Love&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:delicatex:8824</id>
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    <title>no smoking sign on your cigarette break</title>
    <published>2005-11-25T22:26:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-25T22:26:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's snowing... It's so pretty. But I hate it at the same time. So a wild night Wednesday. I've never drank Jagger before, and we'll just say it's not my drink of choice. I've never puked so much in my life. 'Party' tonight at my house. Yeah. The whole, well not whole but part of, the McDonalds crew will be over. Fun fun... Who knows. So my birthday was Wednesday. And it sucked. And I'm still poor. I wanted to get super fucked up tonight. Won't happen. But that's okay. There's always pay day, Woot. &lt;br /&gt;So some exgirlfriends are super crazy. It makes me angry that I was that way. What the fuck was wrong with me? I'm glad I've grown up a bit, at least to that point where I can let it go. But other people just won't. I don't know what I am talking about. Rambing. I have to pee. And I need to buy some smokes and get some books. So I think I'll just end this here. Oh yeah, I got some kick ass shoes for my birthday. Yeah. &amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;it's like meeting the man of your dreams, then meeting his beautiful wife... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;i&gt;ironic&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;?&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:delicatex:8450</id>
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    <title>librarys suck</title>
    <published>2005-09-22T16:16:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-22T16:16:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So... I am here at the library... and I wanted to go on myspace... but it's blocked. Whatever. So this will have to do. Even though myspace, in my opinion, is so much better. Whatever though. So I have missed 4 days of school so far... 2 have been excused... but whatever. That's 4 days of PE I have to make up. 4 days of missing assignments I have to turn in late. I need to get motivated again. I need to stop slacking... I need to be doing my gov't homework right now. That is, after all, the reason that I am not in school, but here. Gosh. see what i mean? Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get paid today. I have to work today. I am sick of working so damn much. It's really starting to bother me. But i love them money. I'm so greedy. Gosh. Ashtyn is the most beautiful baby I have ever seen, and I am not just saying that because she is my best friend's daughter. She's gorgeous. And Amanda is a great mom. She's doing such a great job. I am really proud of her. Yeah... So homework time I guess. Whatever. Later...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:delicatex:1770</id>
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    <title>delicatex @ 2005-03-29T11:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-29T17:59:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-29T17:59:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ahh new icon. thought it was funny. lmao. It's pretty. lmao. okay, later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo;danielle</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:delicatex:673</id>
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    <title>FRIENDS ONLY</title>
    <published>2005-03-22T19:08:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-22T19:08:53Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v468/volatileghost/danielleFOB.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo; &lt;i&gt;danielle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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