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        <pubDate>Sat, 26 Dec 2009 16:58:27 PST</pubDate>        
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                <title>something inspiring?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2009 23:01:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make; you can destroy your life every time you choose. But maybe you won't know for twenty years. And you'll never ever trace it to its source. And you only get one chance to play it out. Just try and figure out your own divorce. And they say there is no fate, but there is: it's what you create. Even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or it seems to but doesn't really. And so you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope for something good to come along. Something to make you feel connected, to make you feel whole, to make you feel loved. And the truth is I'm so angry and the truth is I'm so fucking sad, and the truth is I've been so fucking hurt for so fucking long and for just as long have been pretending I'm OK, just to get along, just for, I don't know why, maybe because no one wants to hear about my misery, because they have their own, and their own is too overwhelming to allow them to listen to or care about mine. Well, fuck everybody. Amen. "<br /><br /><br />This movie was weird as fuck.. But so good.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>i have such weird</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 09:05:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ days , feelings, etc<br /><br />i feel like almost every day i am depressed anymore.. i feel like there is a vision in my head, a point i want to make, but i cant get it right through my art and my pictures. i feel like theres something missing in everything i do. the man from KCAI said that all my drawings are sad and that i should put my characters in public places to enhance the psychological meaning behind them. he also called my photography "traditional photographs".....i don't know how to feel about this. i just want to do something innovative..but i don't know what. i don't know if i'll ever get what is inside of my head onto paper or film<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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