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                <title>Subject</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 Apr 2009 02:47:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I love the sun!!! I'm so glad it's come out to play lately! I've just been photographing my cats mostly haha. I work too much to do  much else. I cut my hair today. I fucking love it. It's crazy. I love/hate my job. I love/hate my place. Mostly I'm just lonley. But I love the sun.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Rizizkaatpeace</author>
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                <title>Hello</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 10:07:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hi!!!<br /><br /><br />I've forgotten how much I love black and white film.<br />I have my own apartment.<br />I love walking around naked.<br />It's liberating. <br />I'm eager to fall in love.<br />I think I'm on my way.<br />I've been betrayed by two people I love.<br />I'm getting over it.....or trying to unsucessfully mostly.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Update</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2008 13:25:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I love my job. I got my camera back! It's snowing. I'm making amends. I'm single and finally looking. Talk to me I'm lonely lately.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>so I don't get on that often...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2008 18:02:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I don't have internet. and uh yeah. I have a new job. I am exited to start. I have someone living with me.............I don't know what to say. I'm distracted.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The world is cruel</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 12 Sep 2008 12:16:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Gena, I love you. You will never see this. But I am sorry. I am sorry that I am your only real friend in the world. I am sorry that your mother, your life. Is gone. YOu deserve so much more than this world has given you. I love you soooooo much. I want to take care of you and make everything better. A 16 year old should never have to deal with the things you've had to. You are the sister that I have never had. I want to protect you as best as I can. R.I.P Leah Witt<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Nothing better to do maybe</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 13:15:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Rules<br /><br />1. Post the rules here.<br /><br />2. Every person has to write down a list of 8 things about him-herself.<br /><br />3. At the end, you have to tag 8 persons and put their icon in your journal.<br /><br /><br />About me<br /><br />1 I have replaced Nirvana with Tegan and Sara as my favorite band, I thought that would never happen.<br /><br />2 I go through friends wayy too fast. I think they get tired of me.<br /><br />3 I don't think I've had a true friend in a really long time.<br /><br />4 I can't go a day without a lot of caffine<br /><br />5 My main goal in this life is to see most of the world and help as many people and animals as possible.<br /><br />6 I'm a dreamer and I wouldn't have it any other way<br /><br />7 I am a very pround feminist lesbian<br /><br />8 I can't wait to fall in love<br /><br />6<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Please Please Please</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 16 Jun 2008 12:04:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Don't call yourself my friend when your actions speak otherwise. Please, get off your high horse.<br /><br /><br />OH<br /><br /><br />Fuck you politely<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Right back where I started</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2008 17:00:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Back home. Unhappy. Friendless. Loveless. Thinking about going back to school. Trying to make myself happy. Trying to not cry. I havent cried so much since I was in high school. I've got no where to live, I I I .... My mouse is dead. Gone. I.. I .. I .. I need a friend. I need a lover. I want you.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>canada</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 19:04:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am in Canada. I love it. I probably wont be on very often.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>yes</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 15:59:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Canada soon. Yes! Happy<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Brain-storming</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 18:42:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am not sure what I will do. I got fired from my job today. I am not too heart-broken about it. I hated it. I am just wondering what I will do next. I want to leave. If I didn't have animals I would leave right now. This second even. But although I may not, they still need shelter. I know that I will soon have no where else to go. I think that should bother me more. I am just worried about the animals that I've placed in my own hands. I want to go on that bike ride. I want to go. But I can't. I am not giving up on the things that have not given up on me. I want to chase the sun. and fall in love. I am just a silly girl. I am just a silly dreamer. But I don't believe that I would want to be anything else. Don't worry about me. I'm not worried.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Exhausted</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 01:11:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am tired of fighting. Tired of being me. I just want to sleep. I feel like I shouldn't have to fight to keep my brother. I shouldn't have to be judged by my friends because I don't want to do exactly what they do. I am not ready to give up my children. (Sid and Charlie). They have never abandoned my and I am not about to do that to them. I am not ready to give up some material things. I am weak and shaking. I feel like I've really done it this time. Everyone finnally knows what a flake I am. and that I'm a shitty friend. I feel like I have such little control over my life right now. I just want to go. I've said it a million times I know. I will. I will leave. I want to go now. But, I've got a few other lives to take care of, a few other mouths to feed. I feel abandoned. I feel like this is really the part in my life where everyone leaves. I miss you all. I miss you all so much. Why have we grown? Where are you now? My soul. You are my soul. Someone save me. Save me  from the ranks of the freaks who suspect, they can never love anyone...........<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I remember</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 06 Apr 2008 02:22:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I love you<br /><br />I miss you Kurt<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Postponed</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 04 Apr 2008 12:08:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My leaving is postponed<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Making my desicion</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 22 Mar 2008 15:32:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ SO I've got some people leaving, one who has already left. To do her train-hoppin' thing. I am invited to go with several different people to do several different things. The main one in common is leaving this place, and another is possibly changing the world. I havent fully decied what I am going to do yet..I've got some people who want me to stay and leave with them later....but i don't want to wait anymore........<br /><br />So I'm trying to make my desicion........trying to choose which cliff to jump off, trying to figure out where I am going to land when I do...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Wants</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Mar 2008 21:05:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ He says " I want that. "<br /><br />He means it<br /><br />And what Damon wants<br /><br />Damon gets<br /><br /><br />and it is not me<br /><br />or the three of us<br /><br />our future<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>That distraction</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 05 Mar 2008 23:49:08 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I wont tell one soul<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Someone make me think that I can and I will<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Fucking pisses me off</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 02:41:56 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ People who can't be spontaious.<br />People who say "That fucking pisses me off" Over little things that don't make sense.<br /><br /><br />It's irritating<br /><br />Why waste so much of your time being pissed off over things that don't matter?<br /><br />I need a new friend.<br /><br />A new scene<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>SO many thoughts</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Feb 2008 04:26:48 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ There is so much hate going on around here. On this planet of ours. So someone fucked up, big fucking deal. Everyone fucks up. You just gotta be as good of a person as you can be. And I don't mean pretend. You gotta actually DO it. Don't pretend to commit to something you know you can't as well. Like with me and smoking. I'm not going to pretend like I'm going to quit anytime soon. I can't, I don't want to commit. Forgive my rambeling but I've had a lack of heart to hearts lately so I am going to pour all of my thoughts into this. I want a significant other. I want someone to know how I feel. Someone who can feel it with me. Someone with the same dreams as me. Or similar. I am in need of pretty girls and spontinaity. I am in need of something knew, and a change of scenery. I should be able to drive myself, but I'm not enough. Hey you, yeah you. Wanna be my friend, wanna know how i really am?? The darkness behind the blue, behind the hippie. I felt you. I feel you now. I know you. I am not as smart, interesting or as cool as you may think. If you think that. I am in need. Friend. Come help me?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Live</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 02 Feb 2008 03:03:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I just keep on living, even though I'm sure everyday when I wake up I will be dead. I just keep on going, because they can't. Because there is still some life left in me? I don't know. I'm not happy, but I'm not miserable. I think I made the right choice by moving.....I've no idea really.  I just want a girl. I want to learn from my past and thrive for my future. I also want to just live for the now. I don't do that enough. I really don't. I need to meet someone new. Someone who can knock me off my feet. Somone who can teach me new things. Are you out there? Are you willing to deal with me? To put me in my place. I've got one person in mind. It's silly though. I'm not looking for love. I've given up on that. For now.  I don't know why I am typing this out. It's now like you should wast five minutes of your life reading my crazy thoughts. OH by the way I learned that crazines runs in the females of my family. haha. I think I will try to defeat it. Who knows. Who knows?<br />I'm becoming less of an individual as days go by. I'm losing my spark. I'm scared of that. I don't want to be just like you. Even though I kinda am already. I don't wanna know.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2007 12:37:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Is a year of a lot of deaths.<br />
<br />
Is has been the death of several things for me.<br />
Most of them are bad, but not all of them.<br />
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It has been the death of my hatred for anyone, ever, period.<br />
It has been the death of my meat-eating.<br />
It has been the death of baby Zeus and his siblings.<br />
It has been the death of Zeus.<br />
It has been the death of the Lesbian loop.<br />
It has been the death of many dreams for me.<br />
It has been the death of many friendships.<br />
It has been the death of my dislike of my Mother.<br />
It has been the death of my questioning my sexuality, completely.<br />
It has been the death of Edward Horn.<br />
It has been the death of Shirley Ann McCurry.<br />
It has been the death of Tangerine, Adam, and Paz.<br />
It has been the death of Tyler's grandpa.<br />
It has been the death of my closeness with Tommy, and Matthew.<br />
It has been the death of my love for someone who've I've love for so long.<br />
It has been the death of my grudge-holding.<br />
It has been the death of Stephanie Ann Butcher-McCurry.<br />
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<br />
<br />
And now Epona, is really, sick.<br />
<br />
I'm not sure that I can handle much more.<br />
I guess I've got to.<br />
<br />
I just feel the weight of it all coming to me now. I feel this pressure on my heart. I wake up every morning, afraid that someone or something will be dead.<br />
I don't have a camera, and that upsets me very much.<br />
I miss my camera.<br />
I took the last two days off of work, they are probably vaery mad at me. I don't care though. I cry everytime someone yells at me over the stupid fucking phone, like computer issues are my fault. FUCK that.<br />
I am so sad and so loney, and my roomates are stealing things from me.<br />
I neeed to escape, yet again, only not too far this time, just out of this wretched apartment where I'm not wanted anyway.<br />
<br />
Why is everything dying on me?<br />
DON'T fucking tell me that it's just a part of life. I will hate the next person who tells me that.<br />
It dosent make sense that EVERYTHING is dying at the same time.<br />
That shouldnt just be a part of life<br />
I just need a good friend, someone who I can talk to, ad someone who dosent live so far away. I'm hungry and my stomach hurts<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Not as happy as I remember</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2007 01:43:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am somewhere, I have always wanted to be.<br />
I am lonley<br />
I need someone here that I know<br />
I need someone here who wants to fall in love,<br />
I need someone here who wants to do everything I want to do but brings about fresh Ideas as well.<br />
I am asking for far too much<br />
I am out of hell, but just as unhappy as I was in hell.<br />
I wont go back<br />
Even though you are convincing me to<br />
I want to cry. But I don't.<br />
I want to take photographs but my camera is elsewear.<br />
I need something to do.<br />
I got that job<br />
I am looking forward to it<br />
It will give me something to do.<br />
I hate being invisible<br />
I just want someone to think that I am beautiful<br />
I know I sound pathetic, but it's how I feel<br />
I know I'm selfish<br />
But it's how I am<br />
Help me<br />
Someone love me<br />
Someone talk to me<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>So I am here</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 16 Nov 2007 16:45:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am here in POrtland Oregon.<br />
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<br />
I dig it even though it gets a little lonley sometimes.<br />
I feel like a better porson overall here than being in Salem.<br />
Ugh<br />
<br />
I think I am going to try to go to PCC<br />
<br />
I have a job interview on monday, so that should be interesting....<br />
<br />
<br />
I feel like something is going to happen<br />
<br />
I am happy with myself for once in my life.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Outta hell</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 10 Nov 2007 07:34:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am moving to Portland I believe..with a beautiful lady<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Damn</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 24 Oct 2007 11:18:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I need somewhere else to be<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Neglect</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 21 Oct 2007 10:04:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Zeus, my rat died<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Please pray</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 18 Oct 2007 17:19:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Anyone who reads this, please pray for a man named Craig Graham.<br />
He tried to commit suicide. They told us that only a miracle would save him. So we prayed and prayed, he's getting better, but he still has a very good chance of dying. Please pray for him...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Oh girl..</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 15 Oct 2007 00:07:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ If you were mine...<br />
<br />
This is such an odd situation and such an odd feeling.<br />
<br />
You are not the type of girl that I am usually attrated to, and yet I find myself smiling whenever I think if you and making excuses to talk to you,and trying to strike up pointless converations and putting up pointless bulliten quizzes just to know a little bit more about you.....<br />
<br />
I don't even KNOW you<br />
<br />
Oh Pilgram, what are you doing to me?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Missing you</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 14 Oct 2007 04:36:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ If my cat Sid dosent come back, I might die<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Rizizkaatpeace</author>
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                <title>My tea is cold</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 08 Oct 2007 19:33:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And I'm so ready to get out of here. i'm so ready to have this baby and to be with her. and to have an adventure.<br />
I hopefully will get this job, I think more than likely, and that will be that...Save some money<br />
buy a motorhome...<br />
Then just like that<br />
After 19 &1/2 years of living I'm gone.<br />
And I wont be back,<br />
Not for a long time.<br />
I'll be back with like a 12 year old child and you guys will be like "what the hell"<br />
<br />
and i'll laugh<br />
<br />
I WILL laugh<br />
Because it is goin to happen<br />
And you told me no<br />
You laughed at my dreams<br />
And I will be happy<br />
And I will be complete<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Rizizkaatpeace</author>
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                <title>the thing is...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 03 Oct 2007 15:01:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Is that I was never as important to you as you pretended, or maybe I pretended that I was.  And I see all of this, and what is happening and I do nothing about any of it, I don't even know if i care anymore. I am not living my life for you, any of you, I am getting the fuck outta here and I don't care what you think of me anymore. I am proud to be who I am and I don't need anymore of your fucking critisism, and I'm not doing shit for you anymore. I am done<br />
<br />
I will be happy<br />
<br />
Nothing can stop me now, 'cause I just don't care anymore.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Rizizkaatpeace</author>
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