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  <title>i carry your heart</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Feb 2008 02:28:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i am not doing too well, as of late.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Feb 2008 01:27:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;i think i told ryan to leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t know if this was a mistake or not.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 11:35:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;it&apos;s valentines day, and i&apos;m happy (:&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Feb 2008 03:10:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;sometimes i wish i didn&apos;t know what was going on.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 23:02:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>it&apos;s weird how people start callng&amp;nbsp;you babe after you tell them you&apos;ll have sex with them.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 03:10:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>tonight:</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;chris fell through the ice into the pond&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Jan 2008 23:53:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>saturday we headed up to morgan&apos;s house. i went to a hardcore show with her &amp;amp; her friends ben and harry, and then we met up with some of her other friends in poughkeepsie. sweet kids (:&lt;br /&gt;sundayy, we went skiing but i couldn&apos;t breathe like at all because of the bronchitus. literally we were on the lift and i was practically suffocating. so we left early, and then me and morgan spent eight hours on the couch watching all the bring it on movies and then i basically collapsed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; todayyy we left ): i was so sad, i honestly love my family so so much and i wish i got to see them more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bronchitus sucks, i cough more than i breathe.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Jan 2008 02:12:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>skiing again today.</title>
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  <description>sore again today.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 02:03:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i need to get out of here</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;out of new jersey.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Jan 2008 11:14:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>when my head&amp;nbsp;falls on your pillow&amp;nbsp;please don&apos;t&amp;nbsp;remind&amp;nbsp;me that&amp;nbsp;it has to be the last time&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Jan 2008 02:47:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;i had to wake up at four in the morning today to be at the rec place at 5:45 because the buses for skiing left at six.&lt;br /&gt;i had so much fun (: i love skiing. although i&apos;m totally beat now, and am in pain. my head won&apos;t stop poundinggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 02:25:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>whoever you care about now &amp; wherever they are:</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;happy new year.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2007 01:04:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the closer i get to you, the farther i feel from me</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;go outside please and tell me if the wind is still blowing. check the trees from the porch.&amp;nbsp; (no. closer.) from an ocean away; let&apos;s hope we never meet at all.&amp;nbsp; it&apos;s been so long since i&apos;ve seen you. or a blue sky. i will stutter, i will try to tell you: i don&apos;t believe in very much except for the pictures you send me, envelope-sealed. i wonder if the birds will stay longer in your branches. go outside please and tell me when winter ends.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Dec 2007 05:34:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;m crying and i don&apos;t know why. i think&amp;nbsp;i am getting sick either figuratively or literally. i just want to go home and it doesn&apos;t feel like home here anymore.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Dec 2007 22:34:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>statues aren&apos;t supossed to cry.&amp;nbsp; although somehow, this one was; tearless, broken sobs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;his face felt real and for once i saw him quiet. packing up all his clothes to go places he would never go with me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;and whispered: &quot;don&apos;t blame me. you&apos;re the one who put your hope in someone elses&apos; hands.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;i look down at the floor, my shoes, the rug&apos;s curlicues.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;his face looked darker now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Dec 2007 04:36:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>shitty christmas. my dad was high. at first he just looked scary. scary and dusty. i don&apos;t like being around him. he kept looking at me, and touching me. there was a lot of screaming (at me) and crying (me) and people (me and john) isolating themselves. i don&apos;t know why it affects me/us more than other people, i was literally starting to feel sick to my stomach, i couldn&apos;t stand sitting in that house any longer.&lt;br /&gt;i love christmas, i do, but&amp;nbsp;i hated today.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Dec 2007 01:55:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;every person has at least one secret that would break your heart.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Dec 2007 11:34:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>my mom: &quot;if this doesn&apos;t stop, i&apos;m leaving&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if WHAT doesn&apos;t stop? i get good grades. i have friends. i am nice to her.&lt;br /&gt;i didn&apos;t say anything though.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Dec 2007 11:10:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;lovinn that i can&apos;t sleep. the generator across the street has been exploding periodically since about 10. there&apos;s fire and sparks and smoke and i am kind of anxious. andd the power&apos;s out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to katie&apos;s this weekend (: it was so much funn i love her.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m so glad that this week is the last one before break. christmas is soooonnn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so worried about annie. i wish there was something i could do for her, i really do. i feel so helpless, i really just want her to be okay.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Dec 2007 22:51:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>it doesn&apos;t snow here&amp;nbsp; anymore ):</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Dec 2007 00:02:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dreamers, grab your acoustics</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;today felt so busyy. i have to wake up wayy too early, i feel like i am falling all over the place. went straight from school to cookiebaking club, safari club,&amp;nbsp;hope, and science league,&amp;nbsp;to home for a nap to the phone with chris (christmas shopping, reallyyy? i&apos;m getting him an abercrombie giftcard because i&apos;m obviously really uncreative) to the gym. my legs hurt so bad because in third period today, kyle was playing some game where the floor is ~*lava*~ and you have to keep your legs up. so i had my feet in the air for 40 minutes and now it hurts my thighs to walk ): i do weird things when i&apos;m bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend should be funnn! i&apos;m going to seee katieee (: &amp;amp; hanging out with her friends, haha. and friday night is chris&apos;s birthday thing. i can&apos;t wait for this week to be over, to be honest, and it feels like the longest one yet.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Dec 2007 22:47:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ohkay so this weekend sucked, honestly. &lt;br /&gt;i went christmas shopping saturday, which was like. whatever. it would have been okay save for my mom, on the way to the mall, screaming at me in the car. &quot;DLKFJLSAKDF YOU&apos;RE SELFISH WE&apos;RE NOT GETTING ANYTHING FOR YOU&quot;. &lt;br /&gt;i was like &quot;hey no kidding we&apos;re shopping for other people, chillll&quot; &lt;br /&gt;whateverwhateverwhatever. i got katie a cute shirt, celia season two of the office, a few other things for a few other people. i&apos;m brokeee now ): i need a job. &lt;br /&gt;anyway then saturday night it&apos;s like 8pm and my neighbor comes over here with her four kids and three dogs. she&apos;s standing outside like &quot;oh hey we just wanted to drop by to say hi, we miss you!&quot; and i was like &quot;aw hi.. alright nice seeing you bye&quot; becuase i really didn&apos;t feel like dealing with them tbh. &lt;br /&gt;so then she guilt-trips me, she&apos;s like &quot;oh please let us in its so cold out&quot; so they ended up staying for a whileee. &lt;br /&gt;paul is one fucking weirdo. the way he looks at me is so scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t even remember much of what i did sunday, i had plans but they didn&apos;t work out blahblah. i babysat kurt &amp;amp; carrick during the day, they are such great kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, i love annieee, really i do (:</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 09 Dec 2007 02:28:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>come for the week, you can sleep in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;and unwrap me like a birthday present.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i will be easy, i will be easy for you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Dec 2007 20:59:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i need to stop describing hair.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;sleeping alone, he gingerly lifts the scissors from his night-table, fingering the dull blades with his fingertips.&amp;nbsp; he pays attention to the hair, not his fingers, not his head, when cutting, and it takes a few tries to pull the scissors across his hair.&amp;nbsp; he watches it fall to the floor and curl against his toes on the floor, white-blonde curlicues too soft against the dark mahogany floor.&amp;nbsp; he closes his eyes for a moment, still seeing the red of the lamp through his eyelids, and again re-opened them.&amp;nbsp; the way someone might open and close thier heart to some someone; and although often the wrong someone, quite often the right someone, gets through.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Dec 2007 23:36:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>can&apos;t i have just one day where i don&apos;t get hurt? where no one screams at me?&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t know if it&apos;s too much or not enough. i just want something different.</description>
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