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        <pubDate>Sun, 06 Dec 2009 07:50:49 PST</pubDate>        
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                <title>From the depths of my heart</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 11:10:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Sliently I closed the door, locked it and sighed.<br />With my back against the door I slowly sank down to the ground and cried. <br />Every time, every time again I needed to be confronted with the fact he totaly didn't saw me. <br />But today was diffrent.<br />I was andry.<br />Very angry, with my father, with the girls from my class, whit HIM...<br />But the person I was most angry with, was myself.<br />Angry about how childish I was, about my stupid looks, about how I hated my hair and clothes, I hated how ugly I've became. And I hated myself because my father hated me.<br /><br />I went crasy whit al the emotions in my head, crasy from the pain in my heart that pressed against my body and what I could not deny.<br />The pain that I could not touch or remove to a part negative engery outside my body. <br />I had to get rid of it. I had to contole it.<br />The first thing that came in to my mind what a knive. But what would I do with it? <br />I stood up and walked shaky trough my room. My sight foggy with tears. <br />I leaned againt my desk wich made it bend over and because of that my mirror felt on the floor. It shattered completedly against the floor so I dropped myself to my knees and went to remove the splinters.<br /><br />Stupid as I was I cut myself in my forevinger with a sharp piece of glass. Astonished by the drop of blood on my finger I smiled.<br />The burden from my shoulders released it self trough my arm and finger and droped in the liquid form of blood to the floor. <br />Fascinated I looked to my face in the tiny piece of mirror and without any more thoughts or human scence I cutted myself in my arm.<br />I smiled and repeated it. <br />It didn't hurt, it felt great. I had controle about the pain I felt. This was my own choise, it was mine. Nobody could take this away from me, as they had took everything else.<br />Five minutes later, my hand trembling, I dropped the piece of mirror who broke in two.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Little-Sorceress</author>
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                <title>Rawr the Second</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 17 Feb 2008 00:49:22 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, I've figured it out!<br />Whut? You dunno?! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/eek.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":O" title=":O (Eek)" /><br />My problem, ofcourse... (About the boy with a girlfriend and the other boy I dind't know I liked him...)<br />Ah, you know again?! Great! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /><br />Hmm, well; ofcourse you wanna know how I figured it out.<br />Hmm, you don't wanna know?<br />Well okay then I will tell you later :3<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Little-Sorceress</author>
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                <title>Rawr</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2008 12:21:49 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm very confused.<br />
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I'm in love you know... But he is 21... And I'm well, I'm actually 15. Not that's the big problem, it's a problem he has a girlfriend for 3 years now O__o.<br />
And yeah, there is another boy... Who is a 19 years old, no problem; but Am I in love with him? I dunno!~<br />
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And ofcourse there is the annoying ex-boyfriend. He've dumped me some 3 months ago, and now he wants me back; but I don't! Hello. I'm not that stupid. _o_<br />
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RAWR<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Little-Sorceress</author>
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