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                <title>Finally 0_0</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 22:23:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img class="toppy" /><div class="linkstop"><br /><br /><a href="http://chat.deviantart.com/chat/VectorArtistsChat"><div class="chat">Chat</div></a><br /><br /><a href="http://accaraway.deviantart.com/myfriends/"><div class="members">Members</div></a><br /><br /><a href="http://accaraway.deviantart.com/journal/21604657/"><div class="about">About</div></a><br /><br /><a href="http://accaraway.deviantart.com/journal/21604670/"><div class="articles">Articles</div></a><br /><br /><a href="http://accaraway.deviantart.com/journal/21604649/"><div class="faq">Faq</div></a><br /><br /></div><br /><br />New phone. Woot!<br /><br />Same number ^^<br /><br /><div class="credit">This journal was coded by =<a class="u" href="http://brgtt.deviantart.com/">brgtt</a> - graphics by *<a class="u" href="http://xyphid.deviantart.com/">xyphid</a></div> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>New account...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 20:34:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img class="toppy" /><div class="linkstop"><br /><br /><a href="http://chat.deviantart.com/chat/VectorArtistsChat"><div class="chat">Chat</div></a><br /><br /><a href="http://accaraway.deviantart.com/myfriends/"><div class="members">Members</div></a><br /><br /><a href="http://accaraway.deviantart.com/journal/21604657/"><div class="about">About</div></a><br /><br /><a href="http://accaraway.deviantart.com/journal/21604670/"><div class="articles">Articles</div></a><br /><br /><a href="http://accaraway.deviantart.com/journal/21604649/"><div class="faq">Faq</div></a><br /><br /></div><br /><br />Yeah, so I might be making a new account. New pics and everything...<br /><br />If I do, I'll re-add everyone, k?<br /><br /><div class="credit">This journal was coded by =<a class="u" href="http://brgtt.deviantart.com/">brgtt</a> - graphics by *<a class="u" href="http://xyphid.deviantart.com/">xyphid</a></div> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>Homesick...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 13:07:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...for reasons I don't know. I really don't get my mind sometimes. I know that going back isn't something I want to do, but the fact that they haven't even bothered to call or do anything to see if I'm doing okay makes me feel...<br /><br />...like shit...<br /><br />I'm really not sure of anything at this point in my life...<br /><br />...I wish I could talk to you Jason...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Lets talk about families again...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 19:14:20 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Haha it's so funny! How can something that is supposed to be all amazingly GOOD is so amazingly BAD!? It's the saddest truth, but family, in most situations, are SHIT! <br /><br />I'm going to stop being objectionable about this and tell you my situation personally. I tried for SO LONG to bring my family together. But in the end, they shun me. Wait, not only that. They disown me completely. That's what I get for trying to move an immovable object. That's what hoping gets you. Hoping that you actually can make a difference. At least in my case...<br /><br />So now I'm out of that house. MY house. Living with a good friend of mine. God, I don't know what I would do with out him. With out all of you guys. What family was supposed to do for me you guys have, ten times better too..<br /><br />I know this journal is called "Lets talk about families again...", but I wanted to say something to all my friends. Thanks. I can say it over and over again but it never feels like enough. THANKS!...nope still not enough lol. I really can't express how grateful I am to have all of you.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Squee</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 02:29:05 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Indeed people. Squee...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Lets talk about families...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 00:44:11 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ''When things are bad, you always have family to talk to.'', ''Friends come and go, but families are always there.''<br /><br />Phrases like these PISS ME OFF! Families are THE MOST overrated thing that exists these days. They're not all happily ever after stories. They're grief and misery. Only there to make you feel like shit.<br /><br />Hope? Yeah, lets do that, lets hope people. Hope for change. Hope for compromise. Hope that every fucking thing will be better when you wake up the next fucking morning. Let me spell out ''hope'' for you. B-U-L-L-S-H-I-T. That's what hope is, a false ideology that causes grief to those who have it. Sure, some have been fortunate to have hope and havie it come true. But those people that continue to hope only to be spit on know what I mean. That's what hurts the most. THAT'S what makes things unbearable.<br /><br />And the worst part, hope isn't something you can get rid of easily...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Nice guys STILL finish last</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 22:28:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ â¥ To every guy that said, "Sex can wait"...<br />â¥ To every guy that said, "You're beautiful"...<br />â¥ To every guy that was never too busy to drive across town to see her...<br />â¥ To every guy that gives her flowers and a card when she is sick or down...<br />â¥ To every guy who has given her flowers just because that's how he rolls...<br />â¥ To every guy that said he would die for her...<br />â¥ To every guy that really would...<br />â¥ To every guy that did what she wanted to die for...<br />â¥ To every guy that cried in front of her...<br />â¥ To every guy that she cried in front of...<br />â¥ To every guy that holds hands with her.<br />â¥ To every guy that kisses her with meaning..<br />â¥ To every guy that hugs her when she's sad...<br />â¥ To every guy that hugs her for no reason at all...<br />â¥ To every guy who would give their jacket up for her...<br />â¥ To every guy that calls to make sure she got home safe...<br />â¥ To every guy that would sit and wait for her for hours just to see her for ten minutes...<br />â¥ To every guy that would give his seat up...<br />â¥ To every guy that just wants to cuddle...<br />â¥ To every guy that reassured her that she was beautiful no matter what...<br />â¥ To every guy who told his secrets to her...<br />â¥ To every guy that showed how much he cared through every word and every breath...<br />â¥ To every guy that thought maybe this could be the one...<br />â¥ To every guy that believed in her dreams...<br />â¥ To every guy that would have done anything so she could achieve them...<br />â¥ To every guy that never laughed at her when she told him her dreams...<br />â¥ To every guy that walked her to her car and opened the door...<br />â¥ To every guy that gave his heart...<br />â¥ To every guy who prays that she is happy even if he's not with her...<br />________________________________________ _____________<br /><br />Not many girls appreciate nice guys anymore. And because of this, there are not many left out there. I guarantee 90% of the men on your page will not repost this because they care more about their image.<br /><br />- If you are a nice guy, repost this in your journal with the title: "Nice guys STILL finish last";<br /><br />- If you are a girl that thinks every guy should treat a girl this way, repost this in your journal with the title: "To Every Guy"<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>Taking BS to a whole new level...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 06:13:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ One bit advice, ahem, NEVER RELY ON THE FUCKING CITY BUS!!!<br /><br />This is bull shit. The bus is so unreliable. And guess what? I can't make it to 0 period because of the dumb ass bus. That's the ONLY class I'm having problems in, and this major project is going on that I'm missing because the bus won't show constantly. Seriously? That's the only thing that can bring up my grade in that class. Ugh, if I fail because of this, which I probably will now, I'm goibg to be SO pissed...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Hm...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 19:47:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeah, no quote of the week this time...Sorry?...<br /><br />So yeah, I need to get away from my family more. Staying at my house is hell. Not much fun being stressed out and pissed 24/7...<br /><br />Oh, and I don't have internet anymore. Right now is one of the rare times that my dad actually lets me use the computer at his house. Woot right? I don't say this often, but FML T_T<br /><br /><br /><br />...(I think I caught the Paula xD )<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>Quote of the week 3</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 10:51:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ''Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.''  -Maria Robinson<br /><br />The way things have been in your past don't govern your future, and they certainly don't define who you are. It may not seem like it, but life can be shaped as easily as clay. Don't worry though, all your friends will be there to help too. So don't get stuck in a bad point in life and give up trying for a better time. It hurts to hope, but hope is the only thing we people can hold on to, the only thing that can stay with us no matter how bad things are. So don't give up on it, k?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>Quote of the week 2</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 11:13:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ÂTo the world you may be just one person, but to one person you may be the world.Â -Brandi Snyder<br /><br />If you compare yourself to the rest of the world you'll seem small, But look through the eyes of the ones who love you, and you'll be all you'll ever want to be. Try to look at yourself through the eyes of those who care about you and you can truly find your worth in this world, k?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Quote of the week</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 04 Oct 2009 14:04:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ''Live without regret.''<br /><br />Don't do things that you'll feel bad about later. Take the time to do what will make things better in the future, k?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>Whew -_-''</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 22:26:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I thought I was having problems with some things but it all turned out okay. That's great because problems REALLY aren't something I need at the moment(takes a breath of fresh air)...<br /><br />Remember kiddies, don't take talking for granted. It can really help sometimes! ^^<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>^^</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2009 00:02:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Haha. Today was a nice distraction from all the shit I've been going to.<br /><br />Six flags with Dayna was so much fun! Right up there on my list of ''best days of my life!'' I really needed that ^^<br /><br />Ok, so first was the car ride. I was a little nervous because I thought it would be kinda akward with my dad and his girlfriend there but it wasn't at all ^^. we were talking the whole way, even talking to them. Omg it was so funny though! Me and Dayna were talking about some movie that was made by italians and then out of no where she was like ''Italians are weird people''. Right then my dad's girlfriend turned around and was like ''but I'm italian...'' Haha she felt so bad. I laughed of course ^^. That was probably the last thing I was expecting.<br /><br />The first thing we did when we got in was get a snack to eat. Man, it is freakin pricey there!! Two cups of ice cream at cold stone in the smallest sizes almost costed 20 bucks! 20 BUCKS!? Damn. After that we rode a water ride. We were probably the wettest ones on there. Or I was at least haha. After that, Tatsu!! Omg I love that ride. She was so nervous getting on haha. Later we decided to go to an arcade. We did a 2 out of 3 in air hockey. I won <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" />. then all or nothing in air hockey. I won xD. It was so much fun. Oh, then I played her in guitar hero arcade. Cult of personality on meduim. Hahaha that was kinda boring, I didnt know we had to play on the same difficulty <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" />.<br /><br />We were hungry after that. We went to some burger place, and it was REALLY expensive. Like always <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" />. I bought her a souvenier sports cup or something. Again, really expensive =3. I bought some onion rings but we couldnt finish them so I gave them to some random people lol.<br />I hope they finished them...<br /><br />Hm...then there was terminator, a couple more water rides, and riddlers revenge...All were really fun ^^. Even the kiddy ride we went on. Omg there are so many stories about those but I dont want to write them all here <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" />. Omg the bridge!!! Ok so it was late and we went on this one water ride as a last one. there were litterally NO people!! We had a whole cart to ourselves!! Lol that was epic. So we ride the thing, twice, without even getting off haha. The people just let us go again. Then after that we were walking across some bridge that goes over the ride. I saw a girl just standing there like she was waiting for something. Really strange until this happened, the ride shot across underneath us and we got SOAKED!! Omg we both did not expect that at all 0_0''. It was so funny!! We must've laughed for like twenty minutes. <br /><br />On the way back in the car we were kinda sleepy. It was pretty cold in the car so I wrapped my shirt around her and covered myself with my batman cape =3. We dozed off for a bit but not for too long. For the rest of the ride we just had a little idle chit chat about random things and watched the billboards. We got to her house in a bit, I walked her to her door, we said our goodbyes, then I went home...<br /><br />...then I sat down, got a little something to eat, and wrote about my wonderful day in a journal on DeviantArt...<br /><br />Man...today was amazing...I really needed this too ^^. And I wouldn't have done it without my girlfriend. Haha I love my Dayna <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Wow...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 04 Aug 2009 11:45:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm getting so sick of being here....<br /><br />I'm trying to do the right thing and stick up for my family but it's really REALLY hard when no one has any confidence in me. My little brother thinks that I'm a dead beat loser who's too lazy to do anything in life. And then theres my mom...<br /><br />My mom is always expecting me to fail. To her I'm almost the same as how my little brother views me. I've always been bad in school, I know and will to admit to that. But when I tell her that I'm going to try harder, I mean it. But to her it's all an empty promise I'm making. To her I'm just sitting around fattening my ass while making a nothing out of myself. She doesnt even like my girlfriend. Sure she's taller than me, but I dont even see that as a problem at all. She makes me happy. She makes me smile. And she was there to make me feel better when Jason died...I love her. Why cant she ever have any confidence in me?? Or for the very least be happy for me?? God, I try so hard to be there for my family. SO HARD. But it always seems like they're just waiting for me to fall on my face and quit...<br /><br />And without Jason here...I dont think that I'll be able to pick myself up if that does happen...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>Beep.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2009 20:46:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Boop. :]<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>*sigh*...Jason...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 01:02:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeah...Me, my family, and Amy's(childhood friend)family just got done looking through pics of my older brother. It was fun looking at how goofy he always was lol. He really loved the camera haha. The faces he made were so priceless. Especially when we remembered the stories of when they were taken. So many funny stories haha...<br /><br />But it was strange...even though I was in there listening to them tell stories about him, and even though I was laughing along with them...I felt like I was crying on the inside...really strange. I've never felt that before...<br /><br />I really miss him...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>Hm...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2009 22:11:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So it's official. My brothers body has been dna tested. He's gone, without the slightest doubt in my mind...<br /><br />I don't really know how to react to this...I kinda was expecting it but at the same time I guess that I was still hoping that maybe, just maybe, he would still be around...<br /><br />It hurt when I heard the lady from the police tell us that. But I guess I'm content for now...<br /><br />I'll cry later I suppose <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>Ugh...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 26 Jun 2009 09:13:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So my mom has only been back for like...one day...and she already is pissing me off. I don't even know why I let the things she says get to me, she can just be so annoying. And on top of that my little brother hates me. Trust me, I've known him my whole life. I can tell if he hates something...<br /><br />I honestly don't even know why I'm here. My house does nothing but depress me. I really hate being here, I feel like there's no space in this house do have some alone time. I feel trapped when I'm here, like I'm forced into a corner with my mom and brother glaring at me. I should just go...I feel so un-wanted here...<br /><br />I just want to know what I did to deserve this kinda life...<br /><br />And just so you know, please don't bring this up to me in real life. When I'm away from my house I don't want to think about all of this stuff. So if you bring up my home life all you'll do is make me feel bad...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>Hmm....</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 23:11:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So yeah. Yesterday was the WORST day of this year. Arguably the worst day of my life...<br /><br /> I'm not going to get into detail...basically at all...but just know that it was horrible, start to finish. And honestly I think it was, It HAD to be, more than just a coincidence. Just TOO many things that went wrong for me to say it was a coincidence...<br /><br /> But then two people came found there way into my day and made it bearable. So I just wanted to thank those two people. Thank you, for being there when my day was complete SHIT. <br /><br /> I really hope that my day NEVER goes that bad again though. Ever again. But if I do, I hope you two will still be there to pick me up from the dump again ^^<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>o__o</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 21 Jun 2009 16:17:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Um...there's something I'm kinda nervous about...screw it, REALLY nervous about. I don't really want to let anyone know what it is (and please don't assume anything, that really bugs me =_= ) but I'll try to be vague. I think I'm going to have to make a big decision soon and it's something that's irreversible, something I can't take back...and to be completely honest with myself, I'm a little scared. It's kind of funny because for so long now I thought it would be easy, like nothing I'd have to stress over. But now that it's here I feel so much different.<br /><br />  It's like seeing a roller coaster on t.v. and saying ''That looks like nothing!!'' Then getting to the theme park and pissing yourself at the first sight of it...<br /><br />  To make myself a little more clear, this isn't something I'm incapable of doing. Trust me, I CAN do this. And chances are it will all go completely fine. But still, I'm nervous because it's not something I ever had to even think about doing until now...like heading into a dark room or something. I just don't know what to expect, you know? <br /><br />   If you need an example to understand how I feel picture this, your trying to get your first job but your worried to death of what kind of impression you'll make. That's the best I could come up with, sorry if it doesn't help. =/<br /><br />   I know that this is really vague for those of you who don't know me as well as some others, but I'm just asking for the best advice you guys can give. I'd be really appreciated.<br /><br />   Btw. My mood isn't Optimism. If anything it's Nervous. Stupid thing won't let me change my mood >_><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>^^</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 09 Jun 2009 18:19:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Theres a lot of stupid things happening right now. A lot of stuff you'd think I'd stress over. But for some reason...I feel fine. Happy even <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" />.<br /><br /><br />Wierd huh? Lol<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>So annoying...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2009 20:58:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ugh, I hate my mind sometimes. <br /><br />It's hard forgiving people when they do something that's hurts you. <br />I don't want to be mad at anyone, but when I think about things said and done I just...<br /><br />I can do my best to ignore myself when I need to, like when I'm around the people I'm trying to forgive, but when I'm by myself I can't help but feel a little mad...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>My special girl!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 20 May 2009 22:14:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ She's always smiling that pretty smile<br /> that always cheers me up<br />she always stops her busy day<br />just to say wuts up<br /><br />she's always happy to be with me<br />even when im down<br />and when i am she'd do anything<br />to take away my frown<br /><br />but when she bit me in the leg<br />i thought that she went mad<br />and when she fights me over food<br />well i get really sad<br /><br />she can be a mystery<br />like she's shrouded in a fog<br />and sometimes i really really wish<br />that she wasnt my pet dog!!<br /><br />                             -Aaron Caraway<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>My frantic search</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 May 2009 18:58:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ At times i question my existence, franticly searching for the why's and when's but never finding an adsolute truth. for every answer there comes new questions<br />that seem to get more and more difficult to to answer, why am i here?, what does my future hold?, am i ever going to find out? or is it always going to be out of my reach? i look up to the heavens, hoping to find something, anything, that would reveal any answers to me, but I still find nothing. I search and search and search, from the highest skies to the deepest seas but nothing is to be found. just when i think that all hope is lost i look deep inside myself...and thats where the answers have been this whole time...man i feel like eating a burrito...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>Ugh, another emo moment.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 18 May 2009 20:12:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Life sucks...thats it this time lol.<br /><br />Whatever, I'm going to sleep...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>Emo moment =(</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 10 May 2009 23:46:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ugh, everyday seems to have one more thing I could add to my list of "Things I have to stress about now". I wish I could just take a break away from everything for just one day. No school, no family, no friends, no worries. Just one day where I can go somewhere where I could just close my eyes and sleep the whole day through. I'm sure my dreams would be a needed break from it all.<br /><br /> To be honest, I don't even know whats bugging me so much. I just know that as things are, at this very moment in time, I'm annoyed. Whatever, like this crappy world is anything new. So what if I'm feeling bad, right? Tough shit Aaron, Get over it...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>Best Friend...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2009 22:58:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I used this title when i was growing up. I had so many "best friends" that i lost count. You wanna know why im saying that in past tense? Because they're gone. Either they left me or I left them. But either way they're gone, and as far as I knew I would never have one again. I would never let myself get that close to someone just to make it harder to say goodbye. I would keep a distance, and hold back from them to make sure that I wouldn't make it harder for me to let go. <br /><br />Thats how I've felt ever since my life took a turn for the worst. Ever since my parents broke up, my family started moving everywhere, watching my friends in tears because i was leaving, ever since all of that.<br /><br />   I forgot what it felt like to have a friend that close. But now i remember. I remember what its like to hold on to someone dear and not feel like your going to wake up one day with that person gone. I remember what its like now! I missed this feeling so much! I can't express in human language how eternily grateful i am to feel this. <br /><br />I know your reading this, and i know that you know who you are. I've told you that you've saved my life. But i dont think you completly got what i've said. Yes, you saved my life that night. But thats not it. Everytime you act so nice, you save my life. When you come to me of all people when you feel bad, you save my life. When you go so far out of your way to make sure im okay, you save my life. Everything you've done for me, and even just being there, i can honestly say that its made my life easier to live. Everytime you've help me, you take me further from the evils in this world. THANK YOU. That doesnt even come close to expressing my grattitude, but its all i can offer at the moment ^_^. <br /><br />So heres me, The normal everyday person blessed to have a person who makes life tolerable. Heres me, giving my eternal thanks to the person who made me remember how to hold on to friends and not worry that they'll dissapear. Heres me, trying to perform the impossible feet of expressing my grattitude in human language to the one person who saved my life. More times than he'll ever know.<br /><br />Thank you Best Friend, Thank you.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>Im over it lol</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2009 20:37:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Love's a great thing and all, BUT FUCK IT!!!<br /><br />lol love's a bitch so it can kiss my ass!! >=3<br /><br />...until I find someone else that is ^^'<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>so this is what it feels like...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2009 22:58:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wow, i never thought i could feel this bad. heh, its kinda funny because it happened so suddenly.<br /><br />I remember when i first met her, or first started going out with her. I was so happy! I remember going around and telling so many people how i had someone special to me! How i was happy for the first time in so SO long! I couldn't stop smiling, i just couldn't.<br /><br />But now that shes not here next to me anymore i cant remember what it feels like. I cant smile so easily, in fact i cant stop frowning now. I feel like i just lost part of myself, like things aren't complete anymore. man...i never thought it would feel this bad to lose someone special. Heh, and here i thought ''it cant feel all too bad, right?'', man was that an understatement... <br /><br />I remember how it was before i met her. It wasnt too bad. i had friends i laughed with, an easy day, nothing to worry about. But now that shes gone i don't want to go back to that. I miss kissing her. I miss holding her hand. I miss being able to call her my girlfriend. i miss wondering what outfit she'd think i look good in. i miss just being with her...how can i just go back to the way things were? <br /><br />I miss her...but at the same time i want her to be happy...<br />even if she wont find that in me. But at the same time i want her back...or do i? I dont know. im so confused!! i wish i could just forget about all of this...but at the same time i want to remember her. so damn confusing i swear...<br /><br />man...i hate to say it, but my heart is in a million pieces right now...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>DAMNIT!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 26 Sep 2008 19:06:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ this totally sucks!!! my sketchbook got stolen and i dont know who took it!! all that work for nothing X'( <br />oh well i guess ill have to just get over it...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>Yay! =)</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 21 Sep 2008 19:29:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I finally had a chance to use photoshop again!<br />I posted some other stuff along with what i colored in photoshop, go check them out! I'd love to hear what you think, good or bad so dont worry <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>man school is starting again =(</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 17:12:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ AGH!! Man school is starting again. Vacation seemed so short, damn you summer school!!<br />oh well, guess vacation couldnt last forever right...but i still wish it was longer =_=;<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>Digital sketchpad (or tablet or whatever...)</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Aug 2008 17:12:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I want one so badly!! But there so expensive <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=(" title="=( (Sad)" /><br />(at least for some one as broke as me) if you have any recomendations on which kind is good or not then tell me, cause i REALLY dont want to go out and buy a crappy one because i didnt know a thing about them =_=;<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>SATURDAY SCHOOL!?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 06:59:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ AW!!! This sucks!!! I hate saturday school -_-<br />Well later, I have to go sit in a desk for FOUR F***IN HOURS....<br />Guess you'll see what I'll draw in there if I decide to post it <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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                <title>Freakin rediculious</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 18:33:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, so i've been a member of deviant art for a while now and don't get me wrong, i love the site. But an incident that I just happen to stumble upon really disappointed me, i mean REALLY disappointed me. I don't know if any of you knew him/her and to tell you guys the truth I didn't, but an artist by the name of AtlanteanTiger recently posted an "explicit" picture on deviantart. This picture, of course, got insulted for how people didn't like it; its disgusting, your a horrible person, and blah blah blah. I don't mind that, people have the right to there own opinion, Even I didn't like the picture. But what I also believe in is artistic freedom. Which is why I was profoundly disappointed when the picture and the artist who drew it were taken off of deviantart. Liking or hating a picture, or thinking its okay or not is subjective, not factual. So if you don't like a picture then click out of it and get on with your life, and let artists be artists.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~accaraway</author>
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