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                <title>And it all goes up in flames...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2006 06:02:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ -sigh-<br />
Normally I wouldn't bore people with my day-to-day problems.....but....I need to vent. So....I won't be offended if nobody reads this-it's mearly for myself anyway. It's tuesday. My 18th birthday is on Saturday. I'm moving out of my parents house. I just told them this last night.... FUCK!!!!<br />
....too many emotions.<br />
<br />
I'll finish later....<br />
<br />
~Ashley~ ]]></description>
                <author>~Babyboi22</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 19 Dec 2005 05:59:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My life changes right before my eyes....I know not where it leads. I go with the flow and follow where it goes. So many people waiting for me to fall....for me to fail...to fuck things up yet again.<br />
<br />
30 SECONDS by TATU<br />
Mama, papa forgive me<br />
<br />
Out of sight, out of mind<br />
Out of time to decide<br />
Do we run? should I hide<br />
For the rest of my life<br />
<br />
Can we fly? do we stay? <br />
We could lose we could fail<br />
And the more minutes take<br />
To make planer, or mistakes<br />
<br />
30 minutes, the blink of the night<br />
30 minutes to alter our lifes<br />
30 minutes to make up my mind<br />
30 minutes to finally decide<br />
30 minutes to whisper your name<br />
30 minutes to shelter the blame<br />
30 minutes of bliss, 30 lies<br />
30 minutes to finally decide<br />
<br />
Carousels in the sky<br />
That we shape with our eyes<br />
Under shade silhouettes casting<br />
Shapes crying rain<br />
<br />
Can we fly do I stay<br />
We could lose, we could fail<br />
Either way, options change<br />
Chances fail, trains derail.<br />
<br />
30 minutes, the blink of the night<br />
30 minutes to all of our lifes<br />
30 minutes to make up my mind<br />
30 minutes to finally decide<br />
30 minutes to whisper your name<br />
30 minutes to show her the blame<br />
30 minutes of bliss, 30 lies<br />
30 minutes to finally decide<br />
<br />
To decide, to decide to decide to decide<br />
(repeat until fade)<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Hmmm.....am I alone in this? Or are there people standing beside me??? I definately know who I *want* by my side!!! Yet...can we merge our paths???? Or are we on two diverging ones????<br />
<br />
ALL THE THINGS SHE SAID by TATU<br />
All the things she said<br />
All the things she said<br />
Running through my head<br />
All the things she said<br />
All the things she said<br />
Running through my head<br />
This is not enough<br />
<br />
Im in serious shit, I feel totally lost<br />
If Im asking for help its only because<br />
Being with you has opened my eyes<br />
Could I ever believe such a perfect surprise? <br />
<br />
I keep asking myself, wondering how<br />
I keep closing my eyes but I cant block you out<br />
Wanna fly to a place where its just you and me<br />
Nobody else so we can be free<br />
<br />
All the things she said<br />
All the things she said<br />
Running through my head<br />
All the things she said<br />
All the things she said<br />
Running through my head<br />
This is not enough<br />
This is not enough<br />
<br />
All the things she said<br />
All the things she said<br />
<br />
And Im all mixed up, feeling cornered and rushed<br />
They say its my fault but I want her so much<br />
Wanna fly her away where the sun and rain<br />
Come in over my face, wash away all the shame<br />
When they stop and stare - dont worry me<br />
cause Im feeling for her what shes feeling for me<br />
I can try to pretend, I can try to forget<br />
But its driving me mad, going out of my head<br />
<br />
Mother looking at me<br />
Tell me what do you see? <br />
Yes, Ive lost my mind<br />
<br />
Daddy looking at me<br />
Will I ever be free? <br />
Have I crossed the line?<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
So many things to think about....and time keeps moving forward....time is running out.....and I'm terrified of falling.<br />
<br />
Will someone catch me????<br />
<br />
I don't wanna hit the bottom...<br />
<br />
Please catch me.... ]]></description>
                <author>~Babyboi22</author>
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                <title>Sometimes....</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 12 Dec 2005 05:41:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Sometimes the most simple memories<br />
Are the ones that touch us most.<br />
<br />
I think back to our relationship and it dawns on me.<br />
Although I enjoyed it, my favorite memories arent of us making out, or anything of that nature as most would assume of me. My favorite memories are of just being near you. One night in particular comes to mindS.D. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> A picnicnon-alcoholic champagne (I still cant believe the trouble I had trying to buy that!!!! LOL) 4 DOZEN ROSES!!!! Then going to Starbucks and causing a scenewithout even meaning to or trying to for once!!!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> And finally down to the lakefront sigh- If I had to pickthat would have to be my favorite part of the night. Just sitting there with you in the darknesswith the water laping at the shorethe stars high above-the sky crystal clear. I remember so clearly the feel of you in my arms.you sitting in my lap with your arms around me (No you werent crushing me!!! Youre not big enough to crush me!!! Lol). I really really liked that. We were cuddled up so nicelywe seemed to fit so perfectly together. It startled me at first when you climbed into my lapit was so out of character for you. Trust me though!!!! I got over my shock fast and was instantly at ease and felt very VERY special!!! Because it was so out of characterI knew I was being priviledgedand if what you said to me was true.!   A connection like that never dies. Perhaps Im thinking too much againbut then again, perhaps Im not. I can only hope. Hope that you have come to understand me at least a little bit. Recent events cause me to think that perhaps you have.but I still hope. Please know that no matter whatIm here for you. You know where and how to find me! Im a creature of habit <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> And alsono matter whatI meant what I said. When I said that I loved you I meant that Id love you forever. And its the only thing I wanna do. So Im gonna keep on lovin you Im not sure if you realizethis feeling terrifies me! I love you. Ive never loved anybody this strongly before. I did what I didhid who I was dating(in your words! ReallyI just didnt mention itcuz it never came up.).   I started dating this person because I thought you didnt love me anymore. And now Ive made a bit of a mess of thingshavent I??? YesI have. However, if you told me that there was even a tad bit of hope (perhaps Im holding on to something foolishly-I hope not) Id wait for you forever. We talked this through somewhatwhy it didnt workand I understand. As I saidhopeand Id wait forever. LOL It dawns on me that this subject really truly is completely out of my hands!!!! You hold my heart and my heart seems to refuse to let go. I trie to act as if you breakin it off didnt matter to mebut in truthit didit does. I say all of this not begging, whining, or suchbut just as a so you know kinda thing. I am still here and still love you. Thats all. You can ignore the restjust know that I love you  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br />
<br />
Sometimes the most simple memories<br />
Are the ones that touch us deepest.<br />
<br />
 So many I could choose from.<br />
<br />
A lot has happened in my life in a relatively short period of time. SchooljobsfriendslovecarsappartmentsgraduationMarines. Hmmm.thinkin bout the lastIm not quite sure what to say. July 24th. Many people have given me their advice, feelings, and opinions on the matter. Most say Congratulations Good luck or laugh and say Youre crazy! Eh. Its all good I suppose. When I told my father that I was joining the Militaryit was the first time I could/can remember him telling me with any kind of sincerity that he was proud of me!!!! You better believe I started crying!!! How pathetic. Yetas much as I needed to hear him tell me he was proud of me for something(anything)theres someone else I need to hear something from as well. They havent told me they were proud of meperhaps because they arent? Im not sure. When I discussed it with themthey simply said Congrats. Nothing morenothing less. And still I wonder what else they think about the subject. Are they proud of me? Or are they mad at me for enlisting without asking their opinion first? Are they sad Im leaving? Or happy to be rid of me? Will they come down to the station with me on that day, hug me tightly, and watch me goknowing full well that I will come back to them? Or will I be seeing myself off on July 24th? If I give them the addresswill they write to me during basic? Or use it as an excuse to cut contact? And if I gave them... ]]></description>
                <author>~Babyboi22</author>
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                <title>untitled</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2005 17:09:58 PST</pubDate>
                
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                <author>~Babyboi22</author>
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                <title>I'm ubberly lame!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2005 06:47:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OK.....so I'm gonna allow people to laugh at my lameness!!!! All my life I've used floppy disks (i'm not the most technologically inclined person-technologically challenged is more like it!). So....my business teacher finally talked me into goin out and buying a 256MB flash drive. I just got to use it for the first time..... YAY!!!!! I am so highly amused!!!!! Lol So....go ahead and laugh!!! But I just fell in love with this tiny little thing!!!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/worship.gif" width="30" height="15" alt=":worship:" title="Worship" />  hehehe ]]></description>
                <author>~Babyboi22</author>
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                <title>Mind run rampant</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2005 07:06:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hmmm...so many thoughts run through my mind. So many people coming and going in my life. I know not even how to put all my thoughts to words. I try and it comes out rambling...jumbled. It's good for my artistic nature, but it hurts my heart and tires my brain-draining my emotions. So much so, at times, I almost feel numbed by it. I turn off my mind so as not to think. But I know, ultimately, it'll still be there when I 'awaken'. Until that time, I just continue moving forward....as that is all I really can do.<br />
<br />
Love & Pride...Peace ]]></description>
                <author>~Babyboi22</author>
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                <title>Why????</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 28 Oct 2005 06:53:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok....so this is another one of those times where I simply start typing without knowing exactly what's gonna end up coming out. I know what my main purpose in writing this is...to clear my mind. I only got 3 1/2 to 4 hours of sleep last night because my mind kept racing in circles and wouldn't SHUT UP!!!! -sigh- I had spent the afternoon with my girlfriend <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> (this always makes me happy). We hit up several stores....very amusing (I now own a rainbow collar!!!! hehe). Then, we were at her house and Steven came over with his boyfriend and his boyfriends lesbian friend. Ok....story time. This issue kinda irritated me. Steven called up Michelle several days(?) ago and asked her to go to the mall with him, his boyfriend, and his boyfriends lesbian friend. She told him she wanted to bring me. He said fine. We were supposed to go yesterday afternoon. Michelle and I hung out Wednesday night. Apparently when she got home from my house the three of them were sitting in her driveway. Damn him!!!! Why did he feel the need to go behind my back like that????? We did he feel he needed to get them to meet each other when I WASN'T around????? He KNOWS that she and I are dating!!!!! Why the HELL is trying to set her up with someone else????? Ugh!!!! I don't understand people sometimes. I love her and trust her. I know in my heart that I have nothing to fear....I'm just irritated with Steven. -sigh- Anyway....back to the original story. So we were all hanging out last night. I was polite, kept my mouth shut, and didn't stir up trouble. I was trying to enjoy the night and not let things get me upset. Well, things went well for a while. Then I guess I lost control of my own emotions cuz they did get the better of me. Everybody else seemed to be able to laugh and joke and have a good time....but every time I attempted to join in....I just felt foolish and like a fake and like I didn't belong. My old habits kicked in and I wanted to get away. I tryed walking out and playing/watching tv with Michelle's niece and nephew for a little while to try to relax and regain composure....but Michelle followed me. Don't misinterpret this....I love her dearly but I hate getting this way so most the time once I do I simply shut down and become silent. Yea....that doesn't work the best when someone's trying to 'communicate' with you. -sigh- Yet another skill I lack...communication...and am attempting to figure out. I feel as if I'm in a race against time to fix myself! So many faults so little time!!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> Well...back into the room we went. I tryed again. Emotions ran wild again. HA!!!! Then the other chick wanted a cigerette. There's no smoking in Michelles house. NONE!!! Or at least there's supposed to be none. Well, the other chick didn't move to go outside like she knew she was supposed to in order to smoke her cigerette. Instead she sat there and complained about how cold it was outside!!!! Ummm....yea....sweatheart....if you don't like the cold...don't smoke!!!!! God damn....some people just piss me off with their stupidity. Anyways....she complaining and Michelle (who reprimands me if I so much as suggest I WANT a cigerette) is like "Well, you can smoke in here if you really want." WHAT?????? WHAT THE HELL IS THAT ABOUT????? Ok....let's look at this..... Michelle hates the smell ok cigerettes. Her sister, despite the no smoking rule, smokes in the house from time to time-so I'm told. Michelle has complained that her room smells somewhat because of it. She hates it!!! Ummm....yea....just a tad bit confused here!!!!! So....I left the room again. I couldn't keep control of my own emotions. I could tell Michelle was worried about or just irritated with me for the way I was acting. I hate being that way!!!! I hate knowing that other people have to deal with me when I'm that way!!!! Yet, I don't know how to fix it!!!! Why am I so anti-social??? What is it about groups of people that put me on edge???? Why can't I fit in and just be a part of a normal group for once????? Why???? Why???? Why????? Even with my own family I'm this way!!!! Family....friends.....strangers....it seems to make no difference!!!! "...a teardrop glistens and falls to the floor..." -sigh- I want so much to be able to interact with other people. I don't understand why I can't function the way others seem to so effortlessly. It's not fair. And still this is not what bothers me most!!!! It's the fact that through it all.....Michelle has to deal with my ever changing mood swings!!!! My unpredictable bitchiness. And she does!!!! Dismissing them with an "Eh. It happens." and a hug!!! -throws up hands- IT SHOULDN'T HAVE TO HAPPEN!!!!!! It would almost be easier if people would get mad at me and scream or something. That I know how to deal with. Tenderness...understan... ]]></description>
                <author>~Babyboi22</author>
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                <title>I WAS TAGGED!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 26 Oct 2005 07:12:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok. So... I was tagged and now I have to do one of these things where I list 21 things about myself. So here goes nothing.<br />
<br />
1)My girlfriend means the world to me.<br />
2)Out and Proud!!!!<br />
3)I hold two jobs.<br />
4)I love rugby.<br />
5)I'm almost always tired.<br />
6)I'm tired right now.<br />
7)I've pierced my own bellybutton 3 different times.<br />
8)I now have a small scar there because I let it close up.<br />
9)On my 18th birthday I am doing a shit load of things including but not limited to...<br />
       10)Getting up early so as to have the longest birthday possible<br />
       11)Getting my tongue pierced<br />
       12)Getting my ears pierced a second time<br />
       13)Getting an industrial bar put into my left ear<br />
       14)Getting the cartalige(sp) on my right ear pierced<br />
       15)And possibly getting my left eyebrow pierced<br />
16)I am an artist<br />
17)I work too much<br />
18)I have a hard time saying 'NO'<br />
19)I'm paranoid by nature<br />
<br />
....I'll finish this later 'BELL' ]]></description>
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