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                <title>argh</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 12 Aug 2007 13:44:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i dont know whats require of me to do right now. and i seem to be terribly lost. <br />
i wish this was different, more spontanious and real. i dont want to think and calculate anymore. i just want to let go. <br />
<br />
<br />
difficult, grown - up stuff that mascarades as powertrippy twist in the action im forced to be taking a part in.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~u2know</author>
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                <title>get mine, get yours</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 11 Aug 2007 08:26:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i cant believe my ears sometimes.<br />
it turns out im on an opposite side of the street from you. im wanting different things and so do you. <br />
but we both want the same.<br />
i know i shouldnt procrastinate, but it highlights my beachless days.<br />
<br />
<br />
i dont want you to stop me from being me.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~u2know</author>
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                <title>born a deviant</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2007 14:59:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ok,first entry, here we go.<br />
<br />
firstly - hello.<br />
<br />
secondly - thanks a lot for all your comments and msgs, they mean a lot, especially when one is lost terribly on a new website and finds oneself in a brand new community.<br />
<br />
thirdly - i ve had a good day. been to a skatepark, taken some pics. not too many - the light was utterly crap.<br />
<br />
hm. not much to tell really. off to beer and things.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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