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        <pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 10:58:50 PST</pubDate>        
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                <title>We all endure.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 12 Jul 2006 19:17:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Working on my vectoring a bit more now that i have to do a course for Multimedia. Hopefully I'll improve a lot more by next year. But chances are I won't because apparently i don't listen in class even though i supposedly "know everything" according to the teacher ,who i told her Pullops( growths on her vocal chords) was just karma for her screaming at me all the time. Yeah...that day was fun<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~oxygenthiefisdead</author>
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                <title>mwah</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 16 Aug 2005 03:07:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Shoot her, shes wearing a look on her face that reminds me of death.<br />
Perhaps what i find most interesting is the lack of motivation one has with such ambition. eg.myself.<br />
<br />
<a href="http://I.cant.be">[link]</a>.bothered.<br />
<br />
things will get better.stay the same.get worse, or even perhaps transist.im not depressed. i hope.an urge to cry, all the time, shouldnt mean anything anymore.2005two thousand and five...no, it doesnt.<br />
thanks. ]]></description>
                <author>~oxygenthiefisdead</author>
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                <title>trains</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 05 Apr 2005 22:46:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ coming home on the 5-0-8<br />
nobodies rushing, everyone is late<br />
a sea of black suits and demonic  thoughts<br />
if we keep living two lives,<br />
we're gonna get caught<br />
the carriage went dull to immitate the  show<br />
and s silient bang killed the light<br />
i heard a mute person gasp and a  pregnant woman glow<br />
<br />
for nothing was ever a miserable sight<br />
as the subliminal pale death after life<br />
and the growing epidemic we all  witnessed that night. ]]></description>
                <author>~oxygenthiefisdead</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 03 Apr 2005 06:46:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ today was<br />
"nothing says sad like a lonely fondu"<br />
apparently 15 years of my life have  been wasted-<br />
-i haven't had waffles....never<br />
so i went out to find waffles. yeah.  went all the way to the city<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
and then i found out 'the orgasmic  waffles aren't available on saturdays!"<br />
<br />
so tuesday it is ]]></description>
                <author>~oxygenthiefisdead</author>
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                <title>bright eyes</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 26 Mar 2005 06:49:58 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i hacked some bastard msn account!!  happy easter.<br />
this is the result of calling me a  slut, and playing me.<br />
you dont know anything. dead!<br />
i know<br />
i'm evil<br />
but whats even more evil<br />
is that i still like you ]]></description>
                <author>~oxygenthiefisdead</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2005 02:50:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ she's a supre girl, with her  transparent attitude that matches her  clothes-robot chicky , with a tight  screw, and an acid hicky<br />
<br />
i totally screwed up this time. <br />
why can i ever have a guy, that seems  to be more than just a pretty face.  pretty faces never last. turn ugly when  they yell about how ugly i am.<br />
but i'm not ugly when they see me. only  when they disect me. ]]></description>
                <author>~oxygenthiefisdead</author>
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                <title>kiss</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Mar 2005 19:06:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ok so here the thing,<br />
being under 18 is ruining my life. i  cant do anything i want to. i cant see  live music, my pay is junior minimum,  this is horrible. <br />
all i wanted was to see evermore and  ben lee but i cant because under 18's  are not allowed in.<br />
everyone around me is telling me their  problems, so i absorb them. there is  something wrong about this!!<br />
the guy i like doesn't even look at me  anymore!!! and i feel like someone who  is doing something one shouldn't. i  want to be thin, but i dont want people  to look at me anymore. i am so tired  all the time, but i eat well.<br />
my mum thinks i am really happy, this  makes her happy. i dont want her to  become a parent which walks into her  daughters death. there is just too much  of that.<br />
i wish i was talented, i want to make  music, make people happy around me. but  i cant. there is no time. ]]></description>
                <author>~oxygenthiefisdead</author>
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                <title>fade</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2005 02:11:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ stop! eating!<br />
nobody loves you<br />
glance left<br />
yes, correct, see?<br />
you are<br />
fat!<br />
depressed<br />
eat more, it makes the pain<br />
go away<br />
wait! anorexia<br />
i was good at maths<br />
always solving<br />
i want to subract ]]></description>
                <author>~oxygenthiefisdead</author>
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                <title>guys like boys</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 07 Mar 2005 01:27:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ open wide, orange sky,<br />
its time to go to sleep<br />
but alas!<br />
school calls i<br />
nside the hypnotising<br />
bells!<br />
but swimming through a sea of workings<br />
clutch the pillow<br />
kick the door<br />
<br />
turn the sound of therapy<br />
on the player!<br />
swim through an absence of rush! ]]></description>
                <author>~oxygenthiefisdead</author>
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                <title>workaholic kind of mood</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 22 Jan 2005 23:49:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ school is on thursday,<br />
working all week,<br />
cruel is the force that is life,<br />
and life is the cruelty of objectives:<br />
school<br />
work<br />
friends<br />
tennis<br />
<br />
i cant believe sunday is the big day out<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> ]]></description>
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