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        <pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 22:06:24 PST</pubDate>        
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                <title>Again, sorry.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 Sep 2009 09:22:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ But this time it's a good reason. My computer broke. Completely crashed. I'm writing this on a friend's computer, in fact. My dad's trying to fix it; unfortunately he's been really busy and can't do anything with it. Plus, in order to fix it, he has to delete EVERYTHING. But I gotta go for now. I'll try to get on as much as I can, but it may not be for weeks. <3<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Okay...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 Oct 2008 21:43:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, recently I've pretty much ignored deviant art. For this I'm sorry, but I have a good (sorta) reason. Writter's block. Still. Very sorry.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Feeling Better</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 19:32:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've been thinking too much again, but I'll be just fine.<br /><br />Meanwhile, Hannah, I have noticed, that post thing was from a while ago, I was mood-swinging because of a certain thing going on, if you know what I mean. I need a starburst, because I reciantly realized that starburst make my world better...<br />I'm feeling more blah than usual, and need human contact.<br /><br />I need to do something this weekend, I would love if yo guys could help me plan something. I hate the inside of this house so much, and can't stand looking at it for more than a week more. Help me... <br /><br />(Edward got Zeki to go out with him.) ((voices in my head... that are dating?!))<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>GOOD LORD!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 05 May 2008 15:38:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, I cannot stand this! Go guys are fucking ass holes! Spelling aside my rage in still pungent! Goddamn it! I am so fucking tired of being left out! You guys don't even realize that you are excluding people around you. You say to make an effort to connect! I DID, DAMN IT! Well, it's your turn! I made an effort to connect, NATUALLY I do connect, but there are too many people crowding, and anyone that pays attention can see that there is basically just this little square between you guys! Yuo say you try and then just forget to try. I try, but I know that I can't just leave because of two reasons: to who? and I don't wanna be like that, mianly because I know that nobody could ever replace you. I know that, but you people don't seem to give a shit about me, and I have to say when one of your "friends" say "I love you" and then lists everyboby except YOU... it hurts... I'm not trying to get pity... I'm just pissed and can't bare sitting in scilence anymore.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Nothin' New</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 03 May 2008 19:09:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oh god. This week hated me. This Friday I kinda wanted to go for a walk with Fernandez, but he said that he needed some time with his buds, and that I was smothering him. Not exactly that harsh though. I said, "No problem, xD See ya!" But inside I was extremely worried. Then I was talking to my sister later on that day, and she said that she loved Cade, but it was nice to away from him for a while for some sort of relaxing time. Then I understood a little better, and realized that that's  probably all he wanted, then earlier today I thought a little more about it and realized that I was trying to make up for, unconsciencly, the time the I couldn't talk to him on the phone, and thereby mauling him with attention. I feel ashamed, because I promised myself that when I got a boyfriend, I would never do that... Whoops...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Overkill...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 19:49:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I can't get to sleep <br />I think about the implications <br />Of diving in too deep <br />And possibly the complications <br /><br />Especially at night <br />I worry over situations <br />I know I'll be alright <br />Perhaps it's just imagination <br /><br />Day after day it reappears <br />Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear <br />Ghosts appear and fade away <br /><br />Alone between the sheets <br />Only brings exasperation <br />It's time to walk the streets <br />Smell the desperation <br /><br />At least there's pretty lights <br />And though there's little variation <br />It nullifies the night from overkill <br /><br />Day after day it reappears <br />Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear <br />Ghosts appear and fade away <br />Come back another day <br /><br />I can't get to sleep <br />I think about the implications <br />Of diving in too deep <br />And possibly the complications <br /><br />Especially at night <br />I worry over situations <br />I know I'll be alright <br />It's just overkill <br /><br />Day after day it reappears <br />Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear <br />Ghosts appear and fade away <br />Ghosts appear and fade away <br />Ghosts appear and fade away<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dragonflydreames</author>
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                <title>Mi</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 Mar 2008 21:48:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Mi<br /><br /><br />A name I call myself.<br /><br /><br />I'm not nothing... but I'm not much. I used to be more, but I faded away. Myself doesn't like Me sometimes and then lies to Me! How could I put up with Myself and Me? But Me is right, Me is usually right, I just won't listen to Me. Nobody listens to me... not even I or myself will listen to me. Most of the time people see I, and Me and Myself just hang with eachother so no one knows of them. Me and myself are a pair, but I'm nothing without them and they're nothing without I. In case you're wondering:<br /><br />Rachel= I.<br />Me= a different section of... I.<br />Myself= different section, but same example as Me.<br /><br />The good news is that we can't cheat on tests!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Re</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 26 Mar 2008 19:45:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Re<br /><br /><br />A drop of golden sun.<br /><br /><br />It was a rainy day, but it was game day nevertheless.<br />"It stopped!" Shouted a softball player looking around the age of ten. The whole team expressed some sort of gratitude, execpt one.<br />"What's the matter" A little blonde girl asked the one that didn't show relief.<br />"See the light coming through the clouds?"<br />"Yeah...So? They look pretty!"<br />"They mean that there are angels here..."<br />"Really?! That's so cool! Do yo think-"<br />"No, they're bad. I hate angels..." the brunette interrupted. The little blonde girl looked confused and was about to ask why, but the whistle blew, and the game was ready to begin.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Do</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 Mar 2008 21:25:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Do<br /><br /><br />A dear, a female dear.<br /><br /><br />"Ha, ha. That was fun, Kade." A twenty-year-old with almost white blonde hair sat across from a man of the same age with a pony-tail on the back of his head. In the middle of the country and in a lincoln towncar Kade shouted, "Oh! Look, Christel, a dear!"<br />"Where?"<br />"Over there!" He pointed toward his left.<br />-thud-<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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