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        <pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 01:10:43 PST</pubDate>        
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                <title>+Shut The Fuck Up You Whore+</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 16 Mar 2009 15:11:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My soon to be husbands ex is fuckin crazy. She keeps sending him messages on myspace even though he's told her so many times to leave him the fuck alone. She just can't manage to get it through her fuckin head. Today I sent her a message on myspace cause she said that he picked the baby's name due to a name that she used to use. No, bitch, wrong answer. Laylin is the name that I came up with in 9th grade for my character. So tell me how we used your name if I didn't even know you when I created that name. So I sent her a nice message that said that she has nothing to do with the baby's name and to leave him alone. And she comes back with this full on <br />     "Fuck you skank, we all have been talking about how you cheated on Angel around the time you must have been pregnant. and how uncommonly close that was, so, how could his baby be yours? Expecially since he can't have kids, so unless he gets a DNA test, idk. Everyone knows it's not his kid. You're a dirty slut. how dare you still have sex with linn after being with Angel, greg isn't the only one to tell me." <br /><br />   Now first off, who the fuck is everyone. I only know like 4 people out here. And how can people I don't even know talk shit about me. Second the last time I fucked my ex, linn, was back in march of last year. So Unless I was carrying my kid for like a year I don't think so. And even if I did cheat on my husband to be with my ex, she would have no right to talk cause she told me herself that she had sex with him while I was dating him and she was dating angel. You fuckin dumb whore. She keeps sending him messages that she misses him that they should be together. She just can't take a fucking hint.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>+It's A Baby+</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 15 Feb 2009 15:19:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I just got home for the hospital a few hours ago. I'll be putting up pictures of my baby girl a little later tonight. Her name is Laylin Eloina Rivera. She's only 4lbs 5oz because she was born 5 weeks early and she's 18 3/4 inches. She is so cute it's not even funny. She already completely owns me and her father. I'll be back later to write some more, I just wanted to get some of her info up for now.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>+This Has To Be Wrong I Should Be Smiling Here+</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Feb 2009 09:13:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I thought that I was finally getting my happy ending but it's getting further away from me. Everything's fine with me and Angel but his mom is making me more depressed by the day. I spent two and a half hours crying this morning. First we finally got everything in our room setup and made everything work so we could fit the baby in with us. Now it's been almost four months since we moved to this house and now she wants to switch rooms with us giving us a lot less space and no way of keeping Laylin in there with us. She wants the baby in her room with her. And ready for this the whole reason she wants to pull this shit is so that she can have the sun shine in the room in the morning, which she won't be here for anyway cause of work. Now the second thing that's really bothering me is the fact that for two weeks I told them that I had to go to babies r us and make a registry for the things I want cause my brother and the rest of my family were going to go shopping. So I finally get to do that yesterday and then she decides to tell me that she already made a registry on a website. She printed me out the list and nothing on it was anything close to what me or Angel wanted for the baby. Like the set for the crib. We wanted a pink, brown, and light tan theme with all the bedding and stuff. Now we have the set that she fucking chose cause she told all her friends and family where her list was and they started buying it. That completely fucked over the set that we chose with the matching mobile. The play yard we chose was a pink and brown one with cherry blossoms and it looked really cute, now we get a shitty looking gray one. I really don't mean to sound ungrateful that she's trying to help out but she could have atleast gotten my thoughts on it right? She keeps over stepping the line. She needs to realize that yes Laylin may be her first grandkid, but she's my first kid. She got to do this three times and now she just can't let me have things my way with MY DAUGHTER. Well, I guess that's about it.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>+Little By Little+</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 04 Jan 2009 10:29:56 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, we're planning the wedding lile by little. So far the only things we have down is that it's going to be this fall, the people in the wedding party, and my dress. We still have a long way to go before fall but I think we can manage. So, that's about it.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>+I Can't Believe It+</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 15 Dec 2008 13:11:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well yeah, Angel is no longer the boyfriend. On Saturday he got down on one knee, ring and all and asked me to marry him. For a moment I was going to fuck with him say no and walk away but he did it infront of like 30 of his friends and 20 people that he didn't know that just so happend to be at this place. He needs to calm down a little though cause last night he asked me where I wanted the wedding to be and when I said I didn't know he kept pushing it until I finally told him to relax since he had only popped the question the day before. He's getting way to ahead of himself, but atleast he's cute about it. Well, that's about it. Goodnight.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>+Laylin Eloina Rivera+</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2008 08:39:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ That is the baby's name. Me and Angel agreed that if it was a girl I got to pick the first name and he got the middle name and the baby gets his last name. So yeah her name is Laylin Eloina Rivera. Yay me.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>+It's A Girl+</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 14:02:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I found out that the baby is a girl today. Angel was hoping for a boy but oh well. Yay, it's a girl. That is all.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>+I Didn't Realize How Long It's Been+</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 04 Nov 2008 13:42:39 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Until Polo put up a journal, I hadn't really thought that it had been that long since I posted anything. Well, things are going well with me. Come March I'll be a mommy, and I moved the hell out of TR and now live with Angel. He's finally gotten used to the idea of being a daddy. Things are going so amazingly well that I'm waiting for everything to go fucking wrong like it always does. But until that happens I can say that I'm fuckin happy as hell and everything is just perfect. I don't know how else to say it. Well, that's about it.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I'm Gonna Be A Mommy</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 13:50:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm gonna be a mommy and I'm moving the fuck out of TR finally. That is all. >^.^<<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>+This Is It, I Can Feel It+</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 May 2008 16:36:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wow, is all I can manage to say about him. He has to be the sweetest guy I've ever known. For some unknown reason he fuckin loves me and it makes me happy. I feel as though this is it. Like this is the one relationship that is going to work out for me. We just can't seem to get enough of each other. Things are going amazingly well for once. I've been looking for this for almost 20 fuckin years and now its just fallen into my lap and I'm not goin to waste one fuckin second bein scared about what may happen. I'm taken the time I have and makin it last. I want to take in everything. I'm not lettin fear ruin what I've found this time. SO yeah. That's it.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>+Fuckin TOD+</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 22 May 2008 11:38:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ TOD was fuckin amazing. What could beat these guys using light tubes barbed wire weed wackers, pains of glass, rooftops, home made weapons that the fans brought, and a hell of a lot of blood. Nothing. This shit was fuckin sick. Plus on a lighter note, me and angel are offically dating.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>+Philly=Fun+</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 May 2008 08:16:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i><b>Go ahead tell me you'll leave again<br />You'll just come back running<br />Holding your scarred heart in hand<br />It's all the same<br />And I'll take you for who you are<br />If you take me for everything<br />And do it all over again<br />It's all the same<br />-All The Same-Sick Puppies</b></i><br /><br />Well, i don't know what's going on anymore. I guess that I'm dating my ex's best friend. It stared when i got off work at 8 am. I went home and went to bed than i got woken up by terry telling me that Angel was on the phone. He wanted me to go to Philly with him for CZW's Best Of The Best. And I went. If you guys want details let me know. Cuz I see no reason to post them if no one's goin to read this.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>+I Shouldn't Be Alone+</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 11:43:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b><i>Everybody's screaming, we're only bleeding, Woah,Woah,Woah<br />Everybody's screaming, we're only bleeding, Woah,Woah,Woah<br /><br />I'm sick of watching my mouth with everybody looking at me<br />And I'm sick of wasting my time, this city offers nothing for me<br /><br />No good for me<br />No good for you<br />You walk away I see it thorough<br />Don't turn your back it's not alright<br />Without tonight would you want to<br /><br />'cause we see the world through bloodshot eyes<br />And we can't decide who's on our side<br /><br />Everybody's screaming, we're only bleeding,Woah,Woah,Woah<br />Everybody's screaming, we're only bleeding,Woah,Woah,Woah<br /><br />'cause you see the world through bloodshot eyes<br />And you can't decide who's on your side<br /><br />I'm sick of working all week for people I cannot stand<br />I'm sick of holding it in, the actions in the palm of my hand<br /><br />No good for you<br />No good for me<br />A wasting life you can't break free<br />Don't turn your back it's not alright<br />We're out tonight don't you want to<br /><br />See the world through bloodshot eyes<br />But you can't decide who's on your side<br /><br />Everybody's screaming, we're only bleeding,Woah,Woah,Woah<br />Everybody's screaming, we're only bleeding,Woah,Woah,Woah<br /><br />Can we see the world through different eyes?<br />Still can't decide who's on my side<br /><br />Everybody's screaming baby...<br />Everybody's screaming baby...<br />Everybody's screaming...<br /><br />'cause we see the world through bloodshot eyes<br />And we can't decide who's on our side<br /><br />Everybody's screaming, we're only bleeding,Woah,Woah,Woah<br />Everybody's screaming, we're only bleeding,Woah,Woah,Woah<br />Everybody's screaming, we're only bleeding<br />(It's not over,not over,not over,not over yet)<br />Everybody's screaming, we're only bleeding<br />(It's not over,not over,not over,not over yet)<br />Everybody's screaming, we're only bleeding<br />(It's not over,not over,not over,not over yet)<br />Everybody's screaming, we're only bleeding<br />(It's not over,not over,not over,not over yet)</i><br />Everybody's Screaming- Lost Prophets</b><br /><br />I've been very depressed lately. I felt like i have this giant hole in my chest that threatens to rip me apart. I've relapsed into my old ways cause it's easy to do when you have no promises to keep to anyone. But i was talking to the ex's friends and i'm goin to chill with them on friday so that's always a plus and angel knows how i feel so he can help. Mostly because he's the only person who said that he'd understand if i killed myself. He said he's be upset but he'd understand. Which is great and why i vaule his opinion. Cause he understands the feelings behind my thoughts. So yeah. That is all.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>+I Always Win+</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 03 Mar 2008 10:26:20 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ As I've told Linn time and time again, I ALWAYS WIN! I'm used to getting my way. I didn't like the new girlfriend, so me being the bitch I am got him to cheat on her with me. Points for me YAY. Then again I never heard any objections from him. Not at the bolwing alley when I was scratching him and pulling his hair, not in the photobooth were making out, and not in the car when he got head. No fucking complants at all. Even better is the fact that he's having a party in a couple of weeks and I'm invited and she not. That's fuckin great. And when he told his friend Angel, Angel sent me a message on myspace, telling me that he's proud of me and that Linn's girl's got to go cuz she fuckin evil. Haha I FUCKIN WIN! That is all.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>+It's Not My Fault So Don't Yell At Me+</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 24 Feb 2008 01:22:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Earlier I got a call from Linn. Mind you last night I told him that I wanted nothing to do with him until I'm over this and can be happy for him. But he just can't leave me alone. I got a phone call from him and he started screaming at me cuz someone hacked his emails, myspaces, and facebook. So, he just assumed it was me and screamed at me for like 15 minutes. Turns out it was one of my friends. How the hell is it my fault if I didn't know what happened. Then I magically had to fix it cuz he wouldn't stop screaming at me. He told me that he knew it was one of my friends but I was still at fault. He can go to hell for that. He said thank you for me getting his accounts back for him but never said he was sorry for screaming at me. And I still ended up crying while on the phone with him. Not only does it hurt hearing his voice but he was so angry and cold and it was all misdirected in the first place. So FUCK HIM. That is all goodnight.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>+Why Can't You Understand That It's Too </title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Feb 2008 19:37:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Linn has a new girl. It's too soon. He knew how I felt and he decided to  completely shatter what's left of my broken heart. I was on myspace and saw pictures of him and his new girl kissing. Its only been a week and a half since we broke up and it was only eight days after we broke up that they started dating. It's not like I was asking for much. Just some time to get over it. I wasn't asking for that much time either. His last major break up it took him two years to start dating again. I wasn't asking for that, hell I wasn't even asking for two months. Just some fucking time. I guess it's just to much to ask from him. I mean, what does he care. Why should he care at all, I'm not his fucking problem anymore. So why should my feelings matter at all to him right. I'm just  a little piece of shit that he stepped in and couldn't manage to get of his shoe. Why should it matter that I barely sleep and barely eat. Why should it matter that I've dreamed about going to his house and blowing my brains out all over his front step. Why should it matter that I still wake up screaming and crying wishing that I was holding him. Then I realized it doesn't. It doesn't matter at all, not to him not to anyone. I know how I may be coming off and I don't mean it but it's just how I feel right now. It just feels like I've become the lowest form of life and that I'm not worth a second glance or a moment of time. I really don't even want to come off as a psycho but that's what I'm making this sound like. I just feel so worthless and unwanted. Until he came along I was single for two and a half years. And now I'm going back to being that unwanted and unloved piece of shit. I hate feeling like this but I guess it can't be helped. I just wasn't meant to be happy. I fucked up somewhere and pissed God off to the point that he hates me and won't allow me to be happy. Cause everytime I find happiness, it's ripped from me and I'm left hurting. I keep losing more and more everytime. And soon I'll be nothing just like I was meant to be.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>+Linn's An Ass And The Screaming Slumbers Tha</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2008 09:05:32 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, by the title can you tell I was dumped. I've been going through hell with it. I slept three hours last night and I woke up screaming with tears streaming down my face and my pillow soaked. Those three hours were the only sleep I've gotting since 6 AM Sunday morning. I haven't eaten in 5 days either. This is killing me. I'm going to just start dating guys that I don't like so when the break up comes it won't hurt like this. But as of right now, he's all I think about, and I can't stand it. Mostly because no matter how hard I try I can't hate him. Well, that's all I really have to say.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>+Coming to Oakridge 3 Days Only+</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2008 19:12:14 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey guys, I'm coming back to Toms River for three days to settle some shit with Eugene's mom. They need me to do this cause I'm the only one crazy enough to argue with this bitch. I was on the phone with my mom and sister and Terry(Eugene's girl whose son is due any day now) and they were pissed. Turns out that Eugene's mom convinced Eugene to tell Terry to put the kid up for adoption. She wants Terry to do this so she can adopt him. She also said that if Terry doesn't give the kid up she will call child services everyday on her until they take the kid. This pisses me off to no end. That stupid bitch should stay the fuck out of it. Just because she can't have her own kids she wants to take her grandson away from his mother. Bull fucking shit. So I'm coming back to Toms River to take care of this matter. If anyone wants to hangout with me when I come back let me know and I'll make time to come and see you. Which probably no one will cause I kinda don't have any friends left in TR.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>+Well That Went Well+</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2008 12:53:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The DJ gig didn't go so well for Linn last night. We were supposed to be at the bar until 2AM but we left 10 minutes to midnight cuz Linn's speakers blew. I was outside smoking a cigarette when this happened and some drunk guy stumbled out of the bar bitch about how bad Linn was. First off it's not his fault the speakers blew. Second don't insult my boyfriend infront of me. So, I got into a fight with the guy outside, A verbal fight. And then the rest of the night was great. We lit firecrackers and got really drunk. Than me Linn and Greg passed out at about 4 AM. So yeah.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I Feel Like Shit This Christmas</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 21 Dec 2007 19:02:13 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I feel like a horrible person this year for Christmas. I came to live with the boyfriend and I'm completely broke. His mom keeps asking me what I want for Christmas and I keep telling her nothing because I can't buy gifts for any of them. Like today me and Linn went shopping cause he got paid the other day and when I was wrapping them he was writing the tags and he put that half of the gifts he got for the girls were from me. On the gifts for the rest of the family he wrote my name on some of them too. I feel like shit cause I can't afford to get anyone anything. And this morning I saw a pile of like 15 gifts for me from him and the family. I've been so upset all day because of this. How can they buy me stuff and I can't do anything for them. They are going to think that the gifts Linn bought are from me cause he had to go and write my name on some of them. I feel so bad about this. Mostly about the gifts he got the girls that say they're from me. I know that I'm saying the same things over again but I just feel so fucking bad. Well, anyway, I hope the rest of you guys have a happy holiday and a great new year. See ya.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>It's Not Fair To Me</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 19 Dec 2007 06:57:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This morning I got woken up to go with Linn to get his mom from the hospital, cause at 3 AM this morning his ex called and wanted a ride there. His mom went and then we went to pick her up. His grandma told us to pick his mom up and we ended up having to pick up his ex too. Mind you I hate her with a fucking passion. She kept trying to talk to me and all this other crap. The part that's not fair to me is that everyone one in the house says they don't like her yet they all talk to her and do shit for her. After all the crap she pulls they still do shit for her. She's the ex not the current girlfriend in my mind that means that she has no place here. That she's not suppose to be involved. But that doesn't seem to be the case here.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>+I Finally Found What I've Been Searching For</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 09 Dec 2007 17:58:17 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I honestly don't think I could be happier than I am right now in this very moment. Me and Linn found a way to make things work between us. I ended up moving in with him and now I have a ready made family complete with kids. This is what I wanted from the start, this feeling. This is the feeling that I've been searching for. It may not seem that great but it's perfect well for me anyway. I just have no clue why he would want me to stay this long. I'm whinny moody unreasonable at times I cry easily I have a few jealously issues plus other issues that may or may not have to do with my sanity. And still he loves me. And I can't stand to be parted from him. He really must be an idiot.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>+As Soon As I Speak It All Falls Apart+</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Nov 2007 21:03:16 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I put up a journal entry talking about Linn. Now it's as good as over. He lives an hour and a half away from me and I have to go back home. I have to find a job when I go back home so seeing him will be nearly impossible. So he told me that if this means that we won't be able to see each other than it's over. He says that he doesn't want to fuck up while he can't see me and that he doesn't want to hurt me. I now that it'll hurt a lot more if he fucks up but it hurts right now. It really fucking hurts right now. Why does this shit always seem to happen to me. God damn it it's just not fucking fair. Every fucking time I'm happy something goes horribly wrong. I spent a lot of time crying since he told me that when I leave it'll be the end. It's just not fair and I don't know what to do anymore. I may repeat myself several times throughout this entry but I don't care. Why don't I deserve to be happy? God is cruel if he even exist. He just plain outright FUCKING CRUEL AND SICK!!!!!! I can't stand this bullshit anymore. I really can't I just want to be happy is that to much to ask for? I guess it is. It's just to fucking much to ask for. Most people stopped reading my journals and that's okay I just need to get somethings out even if it's just to myself. I guess I'm just a fuck up and failure at life and love. Love for the most part though. I feel sick to my stomach and I guess I'm just going to cry myself to sleep. And a big fuck you to the people who think I'm weak for crying myself to sleep.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>How Much More Do I Have To Take Of Her</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 21:10:28 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've been dating this guy Linn for four months now. We meet when I was working at Six Flags this summer. I'm actually writing this journal entry on his computer since I can't sleep and he already passed out waiting for me to come to bed. Let me explain a little about him. He's 23 and had two wonderful little girls, one's 2 and the other's turning 4 soon. And I absolutely hate his ex(the girls mom Christine). The first day I meet her she wouldn't stop making her stupid little comments to me. I could have let those slide but then she hit Linn with a bat. Therefore I tried to hit her with my bat from my trunk, Linn had to pin me against the car to stop me. This woman is a horrible mother. She forgot her own daughters birthday, she told her 4 yr. old that she was coming to she her(mind you the 4 yr. old loves her to death) and than everytime me and Linn walked through the door she ran over yelling mommy and then walked away with her head down completely crushed that we weren't her. And when called she said that all of a sudden she felt sick and wasn't coming. <br />
<br />
Now to the main part of this journal entry. I really don't know how much more I can take. normally the ex is not involved but in this case she has to be. She's the mother of his kids even though she walked out on them. She keeps causing all forms of problems and I keep getting angrier and angrier at her. There isn't anything I can do about it either. I know that I have no right to be mad because she has to be a part of his life and the girls life, but it still hurts cause she wants him back and hates me. She hates the fact that her youngest doesn't know who she is but she knows me. <br />
<br />
I'm so sick of her. I actually broke down the other night and cried and cried until my throat burned. Cause as happy as I am with him. And believe me I am happy, he's the best thing in my life and I don't see this ending anytime soon. She will always be around. I know that he has no feelings for her anymore but she still has feelings for him and I hate her being around. Her oldest doesn't know any better so she tells her everything that me and Linn do. She knows every little detail. I'm just sick of it and don't know how much longer I can take it. Well I'm off so yeah. Goodnight.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Fuck County Jail</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 25 Oct 2007 13:11:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ For those of you who don't know my happy ass got sent to county jail on tuesday. I only spent like 30 hours there but it sucked and I never want to go back. First the toms river cops picked me up around the corner from my house and brought me to the police department where they kept me in holding for an hour and a half. After that they had a manchester cop pick me up and bring me to the ocean county jail where I spent fourteen hours in holding cell 3, after I had to strip naked infornt of a female cop and get a uniform. After the hellish 14 hours they moved me into cell block A cell 10. I got there and got treated like a little kid cause I was the youngest in there and one of the inmates who was like 44 tried to take care of me cause she showed me a picture of her kid who was 2 years younger than me but we looked like we could be twins. I traded a drawing for shampoo and conditioner but about a half hour after that I made bail so I gave everyone who gave me stuff it all back cause they needed it more than I did since I was leaving. When I was leaving they told me that they all liked me but they never wanted to see me back there. And I have no plans to go back.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Yay Me I Got A Job</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 30 Mar 2007 08:35:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yay, I got a job. I now work at six flags with Eugene. They said that they'd give us the same hours so that we could carpool.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Happy Valentine's Day</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Feb 2007 08:35:09 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b><i><blockquote> Warn your warmth to turn away<br />
Here it's December every day<br />
Press your lips to the sculptures and surely you'll stay<br />
For of sugar and ice, I am made<br />
<br />
It's in the blood<br />
It's in the blood<br />
I met my love before I was born<br />
He wanted love, I taste of blood<br />
He bit my lip and drank my war from years before<br />
<br />
She exhales vanilla lace<br />
I barely dreamt her yesterday<br />
Read the lines in the mirror through the lipstick trace<br />
"Por siempre," she said,<br />
"It seems you're somewhere far away"<br />
To his face<br />
<br />
It's in the blood<br />
It's in the blood<br />
I met my love before I was born<br />
She wanted love, I taste of blood<br />
He bit my lip and drank my war from years before<br />
<br />
Love like winter<br />
Love like winter<br />
<br />
It's in the blood<br />
It's in the blood<br />
I met my love before I was born<br />
He wanted love, I taste of blood<br />
He bit my lip and drank my war from years before</blockquote></i></b><br />
<br />
I just felt like putting this song cause I like it. So, how is everyone. I haven't updated this in a while, not like anyone really cares but hey, I don't write this for anyone other then me. I guess I'm turning into a royal fuck up. I haven't been to school in awhile and I kinda like the feeling of not having to go. I've been getting worst though. Well, that's about it I have more to say but that would mean that there is evidence and I'm not trying to get arrested by writing things that are illegal on here. So, bye, and happy Valentine's Day everyone, go cuddle with someone, if you have them and be happy   today.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Best I've Felt In A While</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 29 Nov 2006 13:41:58 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am a really happy person right now. First I'm doing amazing in my culinary class. And Second, MY ART IS GOING TO NEW YORK. If the guy it's going to likes it, I get published. This makes me so damn happy. If I do get published though, I'm going to need loads of help and free time.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>I Guess I'm At Fault</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 21 Nov 2006 13:21:14 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I was in the hospital last week, they let  me out yesterday. My ex came after me with a baseball bat. It's nice to know that I tell one person where I am and they go and tell people that I'm dead. I got a message on my myspace calling me pretty much a lying douch bag. Well, I called vinny to find out what he told people and he told me that he said I was in a coma and my mom was pulling the plug. Well, that was fuckin news to me. All I was in the hospital for was 3 cracked ribs. That's it, that's all that my ex could do before someone noticed. After that he took off. Well, that's pretty much all I have to say. It's just nice to know how people change and how some people don't check fuckin facts before speaking. Well, later.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Say Goodbye</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 06 Oct 2006 13:50:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b><blockquote>They talk all day and whisper all night<br />
Is that anyway to live or die<br />
Say goodbye<br />
Accept this fate without any anger<br />
Say goodnight<br />
Turn out the light and close the door on your way out</blockquote> Year Of The Rabbit- Say Goodbye</b><br />
<br />
It's not right. I had to put a friend in the ground today. <a href="http://www.app.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/B5/20061004/OBITS/610040353/1094/OBITUARIES">[link]</a> <br />
This is the website for his obituary. It's just not fair though. The drunk driver that hit him should be the one who's dead, not him. He didn't even look like himself though because he went through the windshield. I kept crying everytime the marines saluted. My friend who I went with was also very close to him and we held hands when we went you to see him and say goodbye for the last time. This really isn't right or fucking fair.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>+Mew Yay, Me Happy+</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 27 Sep 2006 11:57:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <blockquote><i><b>Emptiness is loneliness, <br />
and loneliness is cleanliness And cleanliness is godliness,<br />
and god is empty just like me<br />
<br />
Intoxicated with the madness<br />
I'm in love with my sadness<br />
Bullshit fakers, enchanted kingdoms<br />
The fashion victims chew their charcoal teeth</b></i>Zero- Evanescence</blockquote><br />
<br />
Hey guys. I've offically been nicknamed Glinda the Gothic Witch. Instead of Glinda the Good Witch from Wizard of Oz. I'll put up the pics soon. But they are funny. I've got these huge purple glitter eyelashes and back lipstick with my hair in curls. It's cute in a scary evil way. Oh yeah and I dumped the asshole that hit me. And soon to be dating this guy in my Voc class. He's awesome and really tall. >^.^< Yay me! Oh well I must go before OCC finds out that I'm not a student here. Bye Bye people.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>She Said This Doesn't Hurt</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 01 Sep 2006 14:15:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i><b><blockquote>"Face down in the dirt<br />
she said "This doesn't hurt" She said "I've finally had enough" <br />
Face Down- The Red Jumpsuit Apperatus</blockquote><b><br />
<br />
I really know how to pick guys. I dated Zack who didn't tell  me that we stopped dating and that he was dating a lesbian. And now we have the drug addict that uses me as a punchingbag. I've already gotten use to the fact that he hits me. Cause honestly I can stand to be hit, I just can't stand being alone. Well, I must get back to work so see ya later.</b></b></i> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>My  Shoes Stayed On</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 23 Aug 2006 15:19:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hehe, my sister hit me with her car again today. Normally she'd slow down enough for me to jump on the hood on sit there, but today, she hit the gas instead of the break. I jumped on the hood, hit the windshield then the mirror and then the ground. My arms are completely scraped up and I have major bruising on my legs and everything hurts. The moment I hit the ground I started laughing and I was still on the phone with my friend. She had no idea what happend. Also my phone is scraped up. But the funny part is that I looked down and my first thought was that my shoes were still on. Then I looked in the mirror and laughed again, my hair was still perfectly parted. Oh well, Buh bye for now. ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Tearing me apart</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 30 Jul 2006 12:21:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i><b><blockquote>i hear a distant voice - very far away<br />
i'm silent now - i don't know what to say<br />
i've felt a strong desire<br />
to set myself on fire<br />
i don't think that would work for me today</blockquote>Agent Orange- Tearing Me Apart</b><br />
<br />
I've torn myself apart and torn open every wound. I've picked at all my flaws and started to rebuild myself from the ground up. I think that this change is for the better, lets hope I'm not wrong. Cause that would suck. I know this entry is kinda short but I'm working right now. So, I'll be back later with full details. Later guys. <br />
 <br />
                                                                 XOXO Sam XOXO</i> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Regret</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 21 Jul 2006 15:52:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i><b><blockquote>Some time ago I checked my conscience <br />
And found it wasn't all that clean <br />
A trail of people I had hurt <br />
A sea of sins left unredeemed<br />
<br />
Regret is a dull and rusted blade <br />
That covers me with scars that never fade<br />
These wounds, like a catalog of flaws <br />
Serve to remind me of all the pain I've caused <br />
<br />
So I resolved to make amends <br />
To heal the damage I had done <br />
But I could never stop the torrent<br />
Of those regrets still yet to come <br />
<br />
Regret is a dull and rusted blade <br />
That covers me with scars that never fade<br />
These wounds, like a catalog of flaws <br />
Serve to remind me of all the pain I've caused <br />
<br />
This bitter sadness overwhelms me <br />
And mires me down with velvet arms<br />
It's time for me to face the music <br />
It's time to undo all this harm <br />
<br />
Regret is a dull and rusted blade <br />
That covers me with scars that never fade<br />
These wounds, like a catalog of flaws <br />
Serve to remind me of all the pain I've caused.   Assemblage 23 - Regret</blockquote></b></i><br />
<br />
I really don't like where my life is heading right now. Did you ever feel like a glass that is falling from a high place, knowing that you'll hit the ground and break into a million pieces and there's nothing you can do to stop it. That's how I feel right now. I don't know why. I've been watching my life from the backseat of someone else's car. I know this probably doesn't make any sense but to me it kinda does. I'm caught in a downward spiral with no hope of getting out. The current just keeps bringing me further and further from where I want to be. And I've hurt a lot of people on my way down and I know this. And I am sorry. Yes, I am sorry to everyone, though I'm not sure what I've done exactly. Well my brain is offically mush so. And I know no one will read this or really care, cause frankly, you do have to. So, yeah, Goodnight. ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Human</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 04 Jul 2006 14:25:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i><blockquote><b>"There have been times throughout my life <br />
When I fell so far<br />
I thought I'd never stand again <br />
I watched my dreams depart<br />
<br />
These aberrations had their place<br />
In the grand design <br />
But it's unnatural to feel<br />
So bitter and resigned <br />
<br />
Forgive me my mistakes <br />
I'm only human <br />
I bleed just like you <br />
From time to time <br />
So why can't I convince you <br />
I'll be fine? <br />
<br />
Ignore the writing on the wall<br />
It just decorates <br />
A place that I have lived so long: <br />
Delusion's vast estates <br />
There's nothing sinister at all <br />
Gnawing at my soul <br />
But these confessions that I give <br />
Help me feel in control <br />
<br />
Forgive me my mistakes <br />
I'm only human <br />
I bleed just like you <br />
From time to time <br />
So why can't I convince you <br />
I'll be fine? <br />
<br />
No absolution comes for free <br />
And it never will<br />
And those among us without sin<br />
Are even rarer still <br />
<br />
If imperfection is the lens <br />
That you see me through <br />
Don't be surprised if someday soon<br />
That lens stares back at you <br />
<br />
Forgive me my mistakes <br />
I'm only human <br />
I bleed just like you <br />
From time to time <br />
So why can't I convince you <br />
I'll be fine?" <br />
</b></blockquote>"Human- Assemblage 23"</i><br />
<br />
Hey I'm bored so I figured that I'd put up a journal. Well, I guess I'll start with Sunday night. Around 11:50 my sister and her friend Kerri were going out to the diner and invited me along. So I went. We meet Kerri's boyfriend there. He's awesome as hell. Me and him were craking jokes about my sister and Kerri being lesbians. And everything they said seemed to prove it. So me and JayJay had the ongoing joke about tacos which was sad because tacobell was across the street. We, left around 2AM and picked up VInny. We had nothing better to do than sit in the pathmark parkinglot. We finally got out of the car and bought a 24 pack of icepops. We ate them within and hour. My sister accidentally called someone so I was tring to say sorry to their answering machine. I think that the conversation was on dildos or something like that. I really hope that whoever it was heard me saying sorry at the end. Then at like 4:30 we went dowtown to watch the sunrise. Finally I went home at like 5:30. Vinny got locked out of his house and ending up staying at my house until 9. When he left I went to bed. Well more or less at 11. I slept until 6 which I am so fucking happy I did or I would have been killed. My friend called around 4 wanting me to go with her to the airport to drop off her boyfriend. I slept so I didn't go. On the way home, she got in a really bad accident and she's lucky that she wasn't killed. But had I been in the car I would have done the 3 flips into a tree ending with a nosedive into a ditch too. Her seat was the only one that would have survived. The back was crushed and so was the passengers too. So yeah, I'm happy. Then I got a phone call from her mom asking me to babysit while they went up and got her. I said sure. I left there at noon. Then I went to Bri's and smoked. Me Her and two friends are getting trees later tonight and smoking too. So, I'll be all chill tonight. Well, I write later when I'm high, trust me it'll be funny. ]]></description>
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                <title>+Too Drunk+</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Jun 2006 11:31:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <blockquote><i>"I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me<br />
I'm trippin' it must be that brew that Iwas sippin'<br />
Kickin' in, guess I shouldn't have mixed it with the Gin<br />
'Cause when I'm laying on my back I can feel the room spin<br />
One too many, I reckon Feelin' I got to hurl any second<br />
Want to get up but can't move<br />
Feels like I'm stuck in a groove<br />
What the fuck was I trying to prove..."<br />
<b>Crazy Town Only When I'm Drunk</b></i></blockquote><br />
<br />
I've got a hangover, this really sucks. Me and Vinny were drinking last night. We drank vodka and orange soda. We got so fucked up. He told me that I have a NY accent when I was drunk. Mind you this was the first time that I've gotten drunk, normally I'm just buzzed. But back to the story, it was horrible. Vinny is gay as we all know and I ended up fucking him twice, he had to tell me that this morning cause I didn't remember. He said his mom knew that we were drinking. And all he was worried about was getting grounded for drinking. Then he yelled at me telling me my problem wasn't as big as his. Yeah right, I think the fact that we fucked without a condom and he came twice is a fucking bigger problem then him getting grounded. ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>+For You+</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Jun 2006 00:03:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>Please read the whole thing</b><br />
<br />
<blockquote><i>i waited for you<br />
i died inside my own head <br />
and i'd die again for you<br />
<br />
i'm faded and tired <br />
completely uninspired <br />
and i'd die again for you<br />
<br />
so kill me with the love that you won't give to me<br />
and pack the wound with salt i want to feel it bleed<br />
<br />
i'm searching for reasons <br />
to keep away the demons<br />
and i'd die again for you<br />
i wish you were near me <br />
could feel it when you hear me say<br />
i'd die again for you<br />
<br />
so kill me with the love that you won't give to me<br />
and pack the wound with salt i want to feel it bleed<br />
you wanted me to crawl so now i'm on my knees<br />
<br />
why's it always have to be me <br />
that's always left out to burn and<br />
i'll never learn</i></blockquote><b>"For You" - Smile Empty Soul</b><br />
<br />
I was out at a party today when I realized that everything with Zach just isn't working out. I'm completely miserable in this relationship. He never makes any sort of time for me. And I really think that is kinda important. Honestly if I wasn't so afraid of being alone, I'd dump him. It's one of those situations that it's a lose lose kinda deal. If I dump him, I'm alone if I stay, I'm unhappy. I guess I'm just overly accustom to bondage. I need to feel wanted and loved. Which I don't feel anyway but atleast I can pretend I am. I feel like I'm sufficating with him, but I, I just don't know. I'm really tired of guys. <br />
<br />
On another note, back to the party. It was at Missy's and there were a lot of people that I didn't know there. Well everyone was drinking and smoking weed. Yay me, the kid who hates to drink at parties for certain reasons and didn't feel like smoking. Well, anyway Me, Shay, and Bri went out front to make a phone call(well, Bri was calling, we played follow the leader) these two guys went with us cause they were waiting for a ride. They were both drunk and stoned. It was kinda funny until the one guy tried getting too friendly. He was sitting behind me with his arms hanging over my shoulders. Bri and Shay walked away to go get Shay's towel and they left me there. First this guy wouldn't let me get up. Then he started grabbing me, I turned and hit him in the face. This only made him mad. He grabbed a handfull of my hair and pulled. Hey, I'm all up for the hair pulling and rough shit, but now when it's not wanted. So, now I had his one hand tangled in my hair, and his other one down my shirt. Thank God his girlfriend pulled up just then and he stopped quickly. Then he left and I just went in the back and sat there the rest of the day, I didn't want to make problems between friends. So I figured I just keep my mouth shut. Well, it's like 3:15am. Goodnight Guys ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Just Lay There And Take It</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 03 Jun 2006 10:25:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well my relationship with him is a complete mess and I don't think I could more unhappy with how things are going. It's like just lying there realizing how dirty I feel everytime. And it's not like I can just wash away the feeling. Plus I think the only reason I stay is because of my need to be wanted by someone, even if I can't stand it and it makes me unhappy. I don't know why I just can't be alone, I hate that feeling more than anything. Well I have to go, I be back later tommorow night and I'll let you all know how my birthday goes. The only thing that makes this all better, I turn 18 tommorow. Bye bye ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Dirty Little Secret</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 22 Apr 2006 10:27:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i><blockquote>I'll Keep you my dirty little secret<br />
(Dirty little secret)<br />
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret<br />
(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)<br />
My dirty little secret<br />
Who has to know</blockquote></i>  Dirty Little Secret- All American Rejects<br />
<br />
<br />
I saw Zack last night, he's been gone for quite some time. We hung out at the mall, yes, I'm a mallrat leave me alone. He said that if I was up for a good fuck with no strings attached all I had to do was call.  Anyway, later, he offically asked me out in person. He really doesn't want anyone who knows him findind out, mostly cause I'm not 18 yet. When he said that last night the first thing that popped into my head was dirty little secret and I started to sing it and he just laughed at me telling me that he'd make me his dirty little secret. Also since he didn't want people to know, I had to put it in a journal entry. ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Teenage Drama Bullshit Please Read</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 16 Apr 2006 21:54:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>"Oh believe me i wouldn't hesitate to write back to a little bitch like you. Heh and you got alot of nerve i'll give you that much, but hell the only one thats a dirtbag and needs a shower is Sam, i can barely breathe around her. You seem to be all talk, nothing really to back all up with huh, i doubt a kid like you would even pick up a knife. All because i supposely "stole" Sam's bf, well she had it coming anyway. So why don't you stay in your own insignificant little life and stay out of other people's problems. Cause let me tell you, you are fucking with the wrong person."</b><br />
<br />
My friend Bri wrote Doodle a comment on myspace. This is what Doodle had to say back. First off I had nothing to do with the comment made. Second,<br />
<br />
<b>" ~anarchyboy <<a href="http://anarchyboy.deviantart.com/>">[link]</a> (#217291145 <br />
Date: Jan 31, 2006, 6:55:51 PM<br />
i still care about you just not in thay way anymore<br />
and i didnt expect you to give anything everything i gave you is yours and always will be<br />
so love me hate me like me or miss me <br />
just know that even if its not in that way anymore <br />
i love you and always will<br />
and every thing that we've been through if you really hate me then go ahead but it wont change ever<br />
ill never forget"</b><br />
<br />
Bull-fucking-shit. I just called him and he said that he had no time for this. Yeah, no way to say you still care like hanging up on me and letting her do this. He also said that he still wanted to be friends but he hasn't spoken much to me since. Gods, wtf is this. I'm so sick of all of this stupid teenage drama bullshit. She wants to talk shit she better be ready to back it all up cause I'm sick of staying quite and backing down. I'm making a stand for myself and will no longer stand for this. The old me is dead, I'm done and ready to fucking jam all the shit I've taken from everyone back down their own God damn throats. ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Hey, Here's A fun Fact</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 05 Apr 2006 17:50:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i><blockquote>"High in the sky, I see you falling<br />
<br />
Why do you think that I will catch you?<br />
<br />
Past the clouds a burning fire<br />
<br />
Hear it sing like a choir<br />
<br />
You gave much more than you should have<br />
<br />
My first words are your last rites<br />
<br />
Deep within my vacant mind<br />
<br />
Sits the thought,<br />
<br />
"Maybe there is hope..."<br />
<br />
Rays of light pour from my eyes and<br />
<br />
Baptize all that lay beneath me<br />
<br />
Everything that I have gained is<br />
<br />
Nothing next to all I've lost<br />
<br />
I surrender to the blackness<br />
<br />
Hoping, praying for acceptance<br />
<br />
Deep within my vacant mind<br />
<br />
Sits the thought,<br />
<br />
"Maybe there is hope..."<br />
<br />
No sins, yet forsaken<br />
<br />
When will I awaken...<br />
<br />
This truth I won't swallow:<br />
<br />
I have become hollow<br />
<br />
I'll wait for tomorrow<br />
<br />
Where there is no sorrow<br />
<br />
I see a light in the darkness<br />
<br />
I weep as that light goes out<br />
<br />
Neverending pain<br />
<br />
Driving me insane<br />
<br />
No more, I can't take it<br />
<br />
Silent cries<br />
<br />
Bloodshot eyes<br />
<br />
I'll defy you til I fall<br />
<br />
Final living breath<br />
<br />
Welcomed into death<br />
<br />
Mercy please, I'll beg for mercy<br />
<br />
Now alone<br />
<br />
On my own<br />
<br />
All I wanted was salvation<br />
<br />
Lost and staring at the ground I <br />
Realize: "I am nothing"<br />
<br />
Tears are streaming down my face and<br />
<br />
Seeping deep into my wounds<br />
<br />
I am beaten, I am battered<br />
<br />
Dripping blood, my wings are tattered<br />
<br />
Broken, I fall to my knees and<br />
<br />
Cry to the sky,<br />
<br />
"Heaven, take me home" "</blockquote><b>Forsaken- Divinity Destroyed</b><br />
<br />
Hey, guess what! There is a chance that I could die before summer. People that know me know that I haven't been in school. That's because I have an infection in my respiratory system and if my medication doesn't clear it up, my system could shut down. I'll admit though it was kinda funny listening to the doctor explain this to me. I wasn't really paying any attention to her until I heard the phrase "You could die" Then I started freakin out but I will be back in school tomorrow. I can only hope that the meds work if not I get hooked up to machines. If that happens, I expect one of you fucks to go to the hospital and slit my throat or something. Well, I must go. Bye bye.</i> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>New Boyfriend</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 25 Feb 2006 11:09:28 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm trying to move on, yay me. I even had someone ask me out. I know the guy too, he's in Boston right now but he's coming back soon and then I get to see him. Zack's not that bad of a guy though some would disagree. ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Pissed Being Depressed</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2006 13:24:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I decided on Friday I was pissed with being depressed. I got off my bus where I normally do but Grace got off too. We sat there and smoked  while talking. She told me now that I now what she was feeling when she dumped all her friends we could be friends again. I guess that somehow makes some sense. I've been staying at my friends house since Friday and I haven't thought of Cory in a while, or Jess for that matter. Though I did draw a pretty picture to let my anger out. As soon as my scanner works again I'll post it. It's called "Cross My Heart And Hope You Die". I think you all get the point. Also my gay friend Vinny said he'd find me a guy and that scares the hell out of me. Well I have work to do so see ya. <br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /> Hugs to all, cause I'm in a good mood. ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Eaiser To Run</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 Feb 2006 14:07:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i><blockquote>It's easier to run<br />
Replacing this pain with something numb<br />
It's so much easier to go<br />
Than face all this pain here all alone..."<br />
                         Easier To Run- Linkin Park</blockquote></i><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
This really hurts, I thought I was done crying. Why am I always the last to know things? I mean I guessed something was up this morning when Doddle and Cory were both sitting in class together and when she got a hug and I didn't. But neither one felt like I had the right to know. Now thinking about it Doddle lied right to my face. I completely thrashed my room and I choked on every gasp for air, after I talked to Cory. That bastard, it's only been 15 days and he goes out with my friend. I guess I was right all alone though. He said he dumped me cause it felt like we weren't going out anymore. Bull-fucking-shit, he was always at Doddle's house. The conversation I had with Cory kinda went something like this...<br />
Me: Hey, I called your cell like 50 million times<br />
Cory: Yeah, I know<br />
Me: I need someone to tell me the truth<br />
Cory: huh<br />
Me: The ones about you and Doodle<br />
Cory: Like am I going out with her<br />
Me: Yeah <br />
Cory: I am<br />
...<br />
Yeah it went like that. But what made me throw up was how he said it. It was said in such a smug tone of voice. Like yeah, what are you going to do about it. Well I planned to kill myself but screw that. I'm really pissed that no one felt the need to tell me. I might have to drop out of a class I like cause she's in it. Damn it and I liked that class, but I can't stand to look at her without feeling the need to do something aweful to her. I also really want to hit him but I don't want to get suspended. Gods damn this, it just blows. ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Forget My Name</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2006 12:31:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b><i><blockquote>tell all my friends I'm dead <br />
I'm leaving you, this time its for good <br />
tell all my friends that I'm dead <br />
it won't be long before you forget my name <br />
<br />
can you tell <br />
that I'm losing myself <br />
I think I'm trying too hard to <br />
let it show <br />
to let you know <br />
Don't trace your footsteps back to me<br />
<br />
cause I've been gone for a long time <br />
waiting on the sidelines <br />
hoping for a chance to play <br />
well I thought I would never leave anything behind <br />
I also never thought I'd say <br />
<br />
tell all my friends I'm dead <br />
I'm leaving you, this time its for good <br />
tell all my friends that I'm dead <br />
it won't be long before you forget my name <br />
<br />
can you tell <br />
that I don't know myself <br />
I need someone to remind me <br />
to let it go <br />
please let me know <br />
Don't trace your footsteps back to me<br />
<br />
cause I've been gone for a long time <br />
waiting on the sidelines <br />
hoping for a chance to play <br />
well I thought I would never leave anything behind <br />
I also never thought I'd say <br />
<br />
tell all my friends I'm dead <br />
I'm leaving you, this time its for good <br />
tell all my friends that I'm dead <br />
it won't be long before you forget my name <br />
<br />
and if I had the chance <br />
to do it all again <br />
I wouldn't expect anything less <br />
and if I had the chance <br />
to do it all again <br />
I wouldn't expect <br />
I wouldn't expect anything less <br />
<br />
tell all my friends I'm dead <br />
I'm leaving you, this time its for good <br />
tell all my friends that I'm dead <br />
it won't be long before you forget my name <br />
<br />
forget my name</blockquote></i></b><br />
                                                   <b>"Forget My Name" -NFG</b><br />
<br />
Even though he broke up with me I think this song is fitting. He wants to be friends but I don't think I could handle that. Then again I can't handle just not talking to him.The main reason that I just can't handle being friends with him is cause the urge to hold, kiss, and touch him will always be there. I've even tried hating him but I can't. And I can't not talk to him cause that just wouldn't make me a very happy person, I think I'd go insane and commit myself somewhere. So really anyway that I look at this I lose. How I put it in my journa; that I keep at home was that he was the first guy I trusted after my father and Rob, and I just really can't trust anyone like that again cause this is what happens. I think I may delete any journal entries with him in them. Kinda a fresh start for me so I don't have to remember what I lost. Well, I have to head out and do things but I'll be back soon.  Wait I almost forgot I wanted to add this. I just find it funny...<br />
 <br />
<br />
<blockquote>Deviant: ~anarchyboy (#179358215)<br />
Date: Oct 11, 2005, 6:42:18 PM<br />
hello im the guy... yes the "typical horn dog " as you put it. well all i really have to say is that your perception of me could not be more off. I'm defenatly not in this just for sex ... i love sam more than anything she is the single most important person in my life and always wll be. i would rather die than see her upset, for short i love her. though you were wrong im not going to hold it agianst you i mean you don't know me. so really thats all just wanted to state the fact that im not just some horny guy looking for sex i plan to stay with sam forever.<br />
<br />
--<br />
not emo but feeling lower that lowest of the low<br />
"this just in NASA send probe to Uranus people everywhere giggle"<br />
"when life's got you down you shank that mo-fo"<br />
"jill swallows another 4000 seamen ... the hurricane rages on" <br />
Reply, Parent <br />
 <br />
 <br />
 Deviant: =AiShindou (#179360590)<br />
Date: Oct 11, 2005, 6:51:10 PM<br />
we all say that now, and i hate the way this generation is so naive to give a forever. a real mature puerson understands that there is no such thing, nothing lasts forever. I admire your dedication behind staying committed, however I would rather not you contradict yourself. when forever happens, do tell me so I'll believe it.<br />
<br />
Are you sure I'm particularly wrong? If not, why else would she feel this way, because we dont just have these thougts without a certain conviction, and knowing Sam for the time that I have...the point is, she didn't feel this for no reason, and if you are to say that you know what you or anyone truly wants, then you'd be lying.<br />
To put it bluntly, she wouldn't say this if you didn't do something to make her feel that way. Am I wrong?<br />
<br />
There are a lot of psychological questions you must ask yourself, and you must assess your behaivor and how it directly affects you and others.<br />
<br />
--<br />
We are two, we are one...<br />
<br />
 Wanna see two hot guys? he he he..</blockquote> ]]></description>
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                <title>YOURE NOT MY DESTINY</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2006 13:31:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i><b><blockquote>STRAIGHT OUT OF LINE -GODSMACK<br />
<br />
THERES NO REASON, THERES NO COMPRAMISE<br />
CHANGING SEASONS, LIVING THE HIGH LIFE<br />
I DONT KNOW YOU, SO DONT FREAK ON ME<br />
I CANT CONTROL YOU, YOURE NOT MY DESTINY<br />
<br />
STRAIGHT OUT OF LINE<br />
I CANT FIND A REASON WHY I SHOULD JUSTIFY MY WAYS<br />
STRAIGHT OUT OF LINE<br />
I DONT NEED A REASON<br />
YOU DONT NEED TO <br />
<br />
ILL CONFESS THIS, YOURE MY TRAGEDY<br />
IVE LAID YOU TO REST JUST AS FAST AS YOUVE TURNED ON ME<br />
GONE FOREVER, BANISH THE MEMORIES, DISPLAYS OF PLEASURE ARE MASKED BY YOUR MISERY</blockquote></b></i><br />
<br />
Well, me and Cory are over. I cried for maybe two hours, like I always do before I decide that I'm over it. Lets see though, in a fit of anger I smashed a vase, torn apart two shirts of his, and gave my cat his hoodie as a bed. As for the ring he got me it will stay in it's box forver and it will serve as my reminder of why I never let anyone get that close to me. <br />
<br />
I guess I've seen this coming for a awhile and I can't say that I won't miss it but I can't I will. I've just wasted my time and stopped doing many things. I will now revert to the old me. The fun one. They one who can drive as fast as I want and not worry if there is a tomorrow cause no one else will care. Well, other than that I have nothing else to really say. ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Here's The Plan</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2005 15:18:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Alright, ready, we're all going to kick my computer until it likes me again and works. Right now I get to sit at the library doing all the shit I have to do, this sucks I get timed. I've got a few minutes left so I decided to do a journal. But yeah, if I don't reply to things for awhile, that's why. I really am going to go home a kick my computer, who wants to join me? ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Hey Guess What</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 17 Nov 2005 15:45:13 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm bored out of my mind, so I'm gonna do another one were you all get to guess at song lyrics. Maybe I draw the person who gets the most right something.<br />
<br />
1)We got addictons to feed and mouths to pay<br />
<br />
2) Pretty soon she'll figure out<br />
    what his intensions were about<br />
<br />
3) I'm not above drinking alone<br />
    But no good ever comes out of it<br />
<br />
4) I'm not asking to go dancing<br />
    It's not like that anymore<br />
<br />
5) I can try to pretend <br />
    I can try to forget <br />
    But it's driving me mad<br />
    Going out of my head<br />
<br />
6) Sicker than the rest<br />
    There is no test<br />
    But this is what you're craving<br />
<br />
7) This I pledge, and I'll take it to my death <br />
    You can bet your life on my words and everything I said <br />
    You can't take away my love for this sacrifice <br />
    Even if I die tonight, if I die tonight <br />
  <br />
 8) Sometimes I feel like a prophet <br />
     Misunderstood Under the gun<br />
     Like a new disease.<br />
<br />
9) The unavoidable kiss, where the minty fresh <br />
    Death breath is sure to outlast this catastrophy<br />
<br />
10) I'm just a notch in your bedpost<br />
      But you're just a line in a song<br />
<br />
11) Even if you justify<br />
      Every fucking bullshit lie <br />
<br />
12) I flinch when you are nice<br />
      You kill me with a single word<br />
<br />
13) I can feel my faith,<br />
     Can recall my crime, <br />
     Damged in our own way, <br />
     Alone in our own way, <br />
     Desolite highway<br />
<br />
14) my favorite dreams of you still wash ashore. <br />
      scraping through my head 'till i don't want to sleep anymore<br />
<br />
15) Dark bodies floating in darkness<br />
      No sign of light ever given<br />
      Imprisoned in the world<br />
      Without a memory<br />
<br />
16) And leave you like they left me here<br />
      To wither in denile<br />
<br />
17) I don't know but I can tell this isn't you your cover's blown<br />
      But oh no don't you dare hang up this phone<br />
<br />
18) It's not a dream remember us<br />
      I can see it in your eyes<br />
<br />
19) I'm never gonna dance again<br />
      Guilty feet have got no rythm<br />
<br />
20) Take a look in my mind and justify<br />
      Hell, I might even sympathize<br />
      But why must you fuck with these things In my head <br />
      for so long that I feel I could break<br />
<br />
Yep so that's it. Have fun. ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Strange Dreams Are Made Of These</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 13 Nov 2005 14:12:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ They say that people don't remember there dreams cause they're not important. Well the last two dreams I remember I cheated on Cory in. Last night I had a dream that I fucked my ex and then Cory found out. Lets see, Polo was there and Mizz, and Rich, and Bill, and Cory and Me. It was the weirdest dream I've ever had. Well, back to the dream. I fucked my ex, Cory found out. I got upset as did everyone else. I tried to talk to Cory but Mizz yelled at me as did Polo and Rich. Finally Cory talked to me and we tried to fix everything. By the end of the dream we were back together. It left me really confuzzed and I woke up crying. I don't know why but I felt really bad for what I did in my dream. ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Sleepover</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Nov 2005 07:33:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Right now I'm at Liz's house. I sleptover here last night with Kelly, Ang, Deb, Caiti, and Steph. I got here somewhere around 6:30 cause my parents felt it more important to go sit in a bar than drive me. If my sisters wasn't so paranoid about me driving her car then I could have just done that but... oh well. When I came in they were watching Phantom of the Opera. After that we ordered pizza and got sugarhigh. We than went in the basement and placed capture the flag. We got really bored after a while so we came upstairs and played manhunt. Never play with people who are afraid of the dark. I've been up for 31 hours and counting. I will find a way to eliminate the body's need for sleep. I will do it damn it. We watched Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Monty Python and the Holy Grail, and played DDR before lying down and trying to slepp. I still haven't slept. Everyone else got up at 7. We had food and now we are watching Little Shop of Horrors. Well, I'm out. Bye. ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Heres To The Death Of My Sanity</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Oct 2005 20:59:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>Mood:</b>Pissed Off<br />
<b>Listening To:</b>Perfect Insanity-Disturbed<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<i><blockquote>You're inside of me<br />
afraid to discuss the mess I've made<br />
If you take a look now you will find<br />
Perfect insanity<br />
I go away not right<br />
Done away with paradise<br />
See what's going on inside my mind<br />
Please let me out<br />
Please let me out<br />
Please let me<br />
<br />
Branded like an animal<br />
I can still feel them burning my mind<br />
You believe that you made your message clear<br />
Never been enough to really know that I feel<br />
Leaving me with images I know are not real<br />
Are those words of condemnation that I hear<br />
<br />
Come inside now I implore<br />
Do you think you can restore<br />
Crucial feelings missing from my brain<br />
Perfect insanity<br />
What seems to be the matter dear<br />
Do you cry or shake with fear<br />
I only have the best of me insane<br />
Please let me out<br />
Please let me out<br />
Please let me<br />
<br />
Branded like an animal<br />
I can still feel them burning my mind<br />
You believe that you made your message clear<br />
Never been enough to really know that I feel<br />
Leaving me with images I know are not real<br />
Are those words of condemnation that I hear<br />
<br />
Don't know how much I can take<br />
Secret thoughts inside me<br />
Pray God I've lost what it was within me<br />
That was deep inside of me<br />
<br />
Now I'm trying again to find<br />
The thing that was my mind<br />
Behold the other side<br />
Cause then I've lost my mind<br />
Try again to find<br />
The thing that was my mind<br />
<br />
I've lost my mind<br />
<br />
I've lost it!</blockquote></i><br />
<br />
Here's to the death of my sanity, it's finally gone for good and not coming back. I had a verbal attack from Cory cause he was in a bad mood, so I got it. That made me cry for half a friken hour. Thought we were fine again. Nope, round two started. I'm currently smoking one cigarette after another trying to straighten out my head. I don't know how much longer this is going to work. Gods, this just plain sucks. I'm just having a mental break down so don't mind me. ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Is It Enough</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 10 Oct 2005 11:09:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ First, ello. I haven't been on in awhile cause I lost my internet connection. I have so much to tell you all. Umm...where to start. Schools been going great with the exception of voc. I go for culinary and I was told that I shouldn't be in the program, then I went into the bathroom and cried. I don't know why but it's just the fact that my favorite teacher was putting me down and that made me angry and I'm one of those weak people who cry when they're angry. This morning I got slammed in my freezer four fucking times between my mom and sister. So I took an hour and 15 minute walk to my boyfriend's house. He's not really a big help at the moment. I'm starting to wonder what he really wants out of this relationship. Everytime I'm with him we can't just hangout it always has to be something sexual. Cory I know you're reading this and I really don't want it to be taken the wrong way and I sure as hell don't want you to call me saying you're sorry 1,000 times, cause it just makes me feel bad. I know I should also be saying this right to you instead of putting it in my journal but I have a problem saying things like this. So, I'm sorry about doing it in this very fucked up way and for the love of the Gods don't take this as a breakup cause it's not. It's my way of telling you to back off a little. Weel to all of those who have been watching me even though I've been gone, thanks. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" />  I'll also try to get to the library more often. Bye. ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Cain Tried To Kill Abel</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 02 Sep 2005 10:32:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>Listening To:</b>Coin Operated Boy-Dresden Dolls<br />
<b>Mood:</b>Happy<br />
<br />
I got a new bunny. I got Cain in Feb. and I got Abel yesterday. I tried introducing Abel to Cain and Cain tried to kill him. Abel started cleaning Cain and Cain just attacked him. Then again Cain is four times the size of Abel. ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>I'll Keep Slipping Farther</title>
                <link>http://UnbrokenPride.deviantart.com/journal/6314244/</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 24 Aug 2005 09:56:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i><blockquote>Wish I was too dead to cry <br />
My self-affliction fades <br />
Stones to throw at my creator <br />
Masochists to which I cater <br />
You don't need to bother; <br />
I don't need to be <br />
I'll keep slipping farther <br />
But once I hold on, <br />
I won't let go 'til it bleeds <br />
<br />
Wish I was too dead to care <br />
If indeed I cared at all <br />
Never had a voice to protest <br />
So you fed me shit to digest <br />
I wish I had a reason; <br />
my flaws are open season <br />
For this, I gave up trying <br />
One good turn deserves my dying <br />
<br />
You don't need to bother; <br />
I don't need to be <br />
I'll keep slipping farther <br />
But once I hold on, <br />
I won't let go 'til it bleeds <br />
 <br />
Wish I'd died instead of lived <br />
A zombie hides my face <br />
Shell forgotten <br />
with its memories <br />
Diaries left <br />
with cryptic entries <br />
<br />
And you don't need to bother; <br />
I don't need to be <br />
I'll keep slipping farther <br />
But once I hold on, <br />
I won't let go 'til it bleeds <br />
<br />
You don't need to bother; <br />
I don't need to be <br />
I'll keep slipping farther <br />
But once I hold on: <br />
I'll never live down my deceit</blockquote></i><br />
<br />
<br />
I don't know what's gotten into me lately. I think there must be something wrong with me. Looking over my old journals, I've changed a lot for the better. I think I might start going back to how I was. I've come up with a few factors that maybe just maybe will drive me back to my former self. <br />
<br />
First, my family. They've gotten a lot worse, mostly my mom and sister. My sister is trying to play queen and mommy is backing her. I hate the stupid little games they play. My sister is becoming a much better actress though. Yesterday, she kicked the shit out of me then called my mom crying saying I punched her in the face. Yes, I have a 350 lb elephant sitting on my back, and I hit her in the face while I was struggling to breathe. I haven't seen so much acting since the school play. <br />
<br />
Second, random problems I'm having. Yes, I admit I have problems, I have flaws get the fuck over it and get the hell off my back. Not going into detail here or I'll start to cry and won't be able to finish this journal.<br />
<br />
Thrid, I'm turning into a selfish, little prick. It's really sad how much I need him. Our phone calls over the five days have been not at all or very, very short. I can pout and pout over the phone as much as I like but it doesn't change the fact that he has a life and things to do and in the end I can't keep him from hanging up. At this point I'm doing everything except jumping up and down in the air screaming at the top of my lungs that I really just need to talk to him, not just a hi I'm going out, sorry. See, told you I'm being a selfish prick. <br />
<br />
Now that we have the factors out of the way, my last few days have been <b>HELL</b>. I haven't been sleeping well at all, mommy is threating to take me to court and get me removed, she told me to go fuck myself for a car, and I got beat with dog leashes last night. Right now I'm hyper as all hell cause I haven't slept in over 30 hours and I've been running on 6 cans of rockstar. So, I'm going to go find some random shit to do to keep myself busy. Bye Bye. ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Wear My Scars Proudly</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 06 Aug 2005 19:40:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i><blockquote>And I find it kinda funny<br />
I find it kinda sad <br />
The dreams in which I'm dying<br />
Are the best I've ever had<br />
<br />
I find it hard to tell you<br />
I find hard to take<br />
When people run in circles <br />
It a very very<br />
Mad world<br />
Mad world</blockquote></i><br />
<br />
Yeah, big deal, I cut again. I can't help it, it helps me. Cory has his whole "you do I do rule" which is killing me. Today when I was at his house we were having fun, everything was fine. I saw the cut he made because I cut, and my mind just stopped working and I started crying. They're mine, my scars, my pain, not yours. The way I see it, all my scars have a story, it's like having a history book on my arm. I'm proud of them cause they're all I really have. You have no need to do it love, there's no story behind your, just self mutilation. It really does hurt to know that I'm really the cause of his wounds. The other day after I hung up the phone with him I passed out for twenty minutes cause I felt like I was the biggest disappointment, he's the only one who can make me feel like that. He cares enough for me and all I do is throw it all back in his face. Today at his house that's the main reason I was crying, I felt disappointed in myself. He asked me to talk to him and I just lost my voice, even if I tried to talk, nothing came out. Well I really have no more to say... ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Read</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 05 Aug 2005 20:41:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ From onestar's journal:<br />
<br />
"Okay, folks. Here's the deal.<br />
<br />
By now, you've heard that Scott Jarkoff, aka °jark, is now a FORMER Staff Member. <br />
<br />
I'm not privy to the whys, wherefores, and whatever-the-hells are going on behind the scenes here. Don't ask me anything about that. I know probably just as much as you do.<br />
<br />
DeviantArt, in my opinion, is becoming less about COMMUNITY and more about CORPORATION. <br />
<br />
So what we need to do is bring back THE COMMUNITY.<br />
<br />
Here's my suggestion.<br />
<br />
On August 7th, DA turns five years old. Five years for a website like this should be a grand affair, one big event.<br />
<br />
So don't submit anything on August 7th.<br />
<br />
I'm talking a print, a deviation, a scrap...nothing.<br />
<br />
Instead, just leave a comment. Visit a user's page and just say hi.<br />
<br />
If someone wants to buy a subscription that day, I'm all in favor or it. It'll keep the servers going, and anything that keeps the hamster running is a good thing.<br />
<br />
BUT...I think folks shouldn't buy any prints. No print subscriptions. That goes against the COMMUNITY theme for the day.<br />
<br />
We want to put the COMMUNITY back into DA.<br />
<br />
If you're in favor of this, if you believe in the power this COMMUNITY has, then join me. Post this in your own journal. Spread the word to everyone, with a and a . <br />
<br />
We might be touting at windmills like Don Quixote. <br />
<br />
But if enough of us do it, we might be able to remind everyone that this is a COMMUNITY first and foremost.<br />
<br />
Join me. On August 7th, let's take back DeviantArt."<br />
<br />
DO THIS! ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Not Important</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 Aug 2005 16:04:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>Mood:</b>Ignored<br />
<b>Listening To:</b>Car Underwater-Armor For Sleep<br />
<br />
<i><blockquote>Believe the news,<br />
 I'm gone for good.<br />
Call off the search, <br />
no one will know that im down here<br />
Believe the note i left for you<br />
You can't turn back the clocks, you can't pull me up from here so don't even try<br />
<br />
I'm in a car underwater with time to kill, thinking back I forgot to tell you this<br />
I didn't care that you left and abandoned me, what hurts more is i would still die for you.<br />
<br />
I'm in a car underwater with time to kill, thinking back I forgot to tell you this<br />
I didn't care that you left and abandoned me, what hurts more is i would still die for you.<br />
<br />
Make time slower, give me longer.<br />
It's too late for me, <br />
no one will know that im down here.<br />
believe youre dreams of me sinking<br />
so far, below, you can't pull me up from here so don't even try.<br />
<br />
I'm in a car underwater with time to kill, thinking back I forgot to tell you this<br />
I didn't care that you left and abandoned me, what hurts more is i would still die for you.<br />
<br />
I'm in a car underwater with time to kill, thinking back I forgot to tell you this<br />
I didn't care that you left and abandoned me, what hurts more is i would still die for you.<br />
<br />
Leave it up to me. to burden you again.<br />
This ones not your fault. Please forgive me.<br />
<br />
Leave it up to me. to burden you again.<br />
This ones not your fault. so forget, so forget, so forget me.<br />
<br />
don't think back, don't think back of me at all.<br />
just let me go.<br />
don't think back, don't think back of me at all.<br />
just let me go.<br />
don't think back, don't think back of me at all.<br />
Don't think back, don't think back of me at all.<br />
Don't think back, don't think back of me at all.<br />
<br />
I'm in a car underwater with time to kill, thinking back I forgot to tell you this<br />
I didn't care that you left and abandoned me, what hurts more is i would still die for you.<br />
<br />
I'm in a car underwater with time to kill, thinking back I forgot to tell you this<br />
I didn't care that you left and abandoned me, what hurts more is i would still die for you.<br />
<br />
and i would still die for you<br />
i would still die for you<br />
and i would still die for you<br />
i would still die for you<br />
and i would still die for you...</blockquote></i><br />
<br />
<br />
Did you ever feel like you'd rather not exist than feel ignored? Today my friend asked me to come over, she had my other friend there as well. We were sitting in the basement, I felt completely ignored. They were whispering and laughing, all while looking at me. Maybe the joke was funny and I just wasn't in on it. We were then all lying on the floor. I'm now bruised from that, they basically kicked the shit out of me cause they "forgot" that I was laying at their feet. My nose started bleeding at one point and all I did was lay there silent waiting, wishing I had a notebook or something. Then one walked upstairs to go to the bathroom, and the other started talking shit to me about the one who went upstairs. Wait a minute, now you can see. Oh I get it I'm only there when you want to complain, well fuck off and die. It kinda made me wonder what they'd say when I'm not around. Then I thought if I were ment to hear that it'll find a way back to me. Everyone's a loud mouth like it or not. Then we all got to go to someone elses house. They made up this bullshit lie to ditch me but that's alright I didn't feel like go anyway. As I walk away I hear them say, We'll call you later after I told them that I left my phone at a friends house and have no way of getting it until Wed. ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 24 Jul 2005 12:52:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I got bored, so you all get to guess again. Here's how you play, these are the frst twenty songs on my playlist, try to guess the song name and the artist. <br />
<br />
1)"Rolling dice and seeming queer <br />
    Bastard love,a sick affair..."<br />
<br />
2)"Your anger don't impress me <br />
     The world slapped in your face <br />
     It always rains like hell on the losers day parade..."<br />
<br />
3)"There most everything is nothing as it seems When you see the things you only want to see..."<br />
<br />
4)"Small simple safe price rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets..."<br />
<br />
5)"Going sown on a one way flight you're just dying to be right..."<br />
<br />
6)"How much longer until it's midnight and you see that I was never the right size..."<br />
<br />
7)"It hald biology and half corrective surgery gone wrong you'll notice something funny if you hang around here for too long..."<br />
<br />
<br />
8)"Like a game of pickup sticks played by fucking lunitics..."<br />
<br />
9)"I'll never fall inline become another victim of your reformity back down..."<br />
<br />
10)"Keep on trying I'm not dying so easily..."<br />
<br />
11)"Would it be wrong would it be right if I took my life tonight..."<br />
<br />
12)"You know I can't believe you All the things you say are not true..."<br />
<br />
13)"I can't stand to fly I'm not that naive..."<br />
<br />
14)"Broken,<br />
       Lifeless,<br />
       I give up,<br />
       You're my only strength,..."<br />
<br />
15)"If there is a hell I'm sure this is how it'd smell..."<br />
<br />
16)"I didn't care that you left and abandoned me, what hurts more is I would still die for you..."<br />
<br />
17)"I never really wanted you to see the screwed up side of me that I keep deep inside of me so deep..."<br />
<br />
18)"When you repeatedly take advantage of me the only thought I get of you sickens me..."<br />
<br />
19)"Give her my soul and let them take somebody else..."<br />
<br />
20)"Im the eye in the mirror I am alone alone in the zone..."<br />
<br />
<br />
Mew >^.^< ]]></description>
                <author>~UnbrokenPride</author>
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                <title>WTF! GET THE HELL AWAY!</title>
                <link>http://UnbrokenPride.deviantart.com/journal/6013228/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 23 Jul 2005 13:20:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I went with my parents to drop my sister off at a friends party in Seaside. Now, mind you my parents like to drink so we went to sit at a bar. I brought my own drink with me so I had to sit at a booth were no one could see me to drink it. Some drunk stumvles up to it and rest his arms and headd on my table. This is how it went. M=Me, SD=Stupid Drunk.<br />
<br />
M: Hello, is there something I can help you with. *Looking from my phone to him.*<br />
<br />
SD: You look sad, why?<br />
<br />
M: I'm not, please go away. *Still staring at my phone.*<br />
<br />
SD: Come on tell me.<br />
<br />
M: Go the fuck away.<br />
<br />
SD: Hey, don't yell at me, don't make a sence.<br />
<br />
M: I'll give you a whole broadway musical if you don't get away from me now.<br />
<br />
SD:*PUTS HIS HAND ON MY SHOULDER.*<br />
<br />
M:*EVIL DEATH STARE OF DOOM* I'm going to break everyone of your fingers.<br />
<br />
SD:*Walks away in fear for his fingers. ]]></description>
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