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                <title>Kisses</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 26 Feb 2005 19:52:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And they say in the end, you'll get  better just like them.<br />
<br />
<i>I doubt this lately...I really do.</i> ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Something new!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 08 Nov 2004 18:40:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Fill this out and put it as a comment  in this entry: please. <3?<br />
<br />
<br />
01: what is your first memory of me:<br />
02: how long have we been friends:<br />
03: tell about one memory we share  together:<br />
04: describe me in four adjectives:<br />
05: if we could spend a day together  what would we do:<br />
06: name one thing you really don't  like about me:<br />
07: name one thing you really do like  about me:<br />
08: if you could give me a gift what  would it be:<br />
09: have we ever gotten in a fight &  about what:<br />
10: have we ever hugged:<br />
11: have we ever danced with each  other:<br />
12: have you ever seen me cry:<br />
13: have i ever offended you:<br />
14: what is something embarrassing that  i've done:<br />
15: what do i usually look like when  you see me:<br />
16: what do i say all the time\whats my  catch phrase:<br />
17: do you think we will be friends in  5 years:<br />
18: do you think i am bitchy:<br />
19: has there been anything you wanted  to tell me, but didn't:<br />
20: what advice would you give me, in  general:<br />
21: wanna make out:<br />
22: suggest a band / cd for me to  listen to:<br />
23: is there a song that reminds you of  me: ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 19 Sep 2004 16:39:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So myself, Ryan. Jess and Caitlin are  running for Fashion Show [committee].  We have some pretty solid ideas and I  think it has the potential to become  great!<br />
<br />
If anyone's done this before...feel  free to leave tid bits of advice! It  would be much appreciated! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Ska-Me Silly</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 06 Sep 2004 13:54:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I haven't updated in awhile...<br />
<br />
I update more often on my Livejournal  account:<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/x_ladyscarlet_x/">[link]</a><br />
<br />
It's been a pretty laid back  summer...I've done all of nothing. 3  long months of nothing. I've written  some, but hopefully I'll write more  this year during the skool year. Maybe  I'll be more inspired...for the better.  That would be nice. I would love to do  more photography, buuuuuuuuuut I want a  camera...none of this stupid digi-cam  stuff...I'm not a big fan of digital.  It's like a shortcut to art. <br />
<br />
But I have no money for a new  camera...nor do I know how to develop  pictues myself. <br />
<br />
*sigh*<br />
<br />
One day........<br />
<br />
Take Care All<br />
<br />
Love You<br />
<3<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blowkiss.gif" width="35" height="21" alt=":blowkiss:" title="Here's a kiss for you, my love!" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Wisdom Teeth</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 20 Aug 2004 16:30:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ They took them out on Wednesday...it's  still killing me...<br />
<br />
Nick was supposed to phone at 3...it's  7:30...<br />
<br />
I'm running low on Tylenol 3's...I need  more Codiene...please<br />
<br />
I'm going to go back to bed...I'm sore<br />
<br />
Maybe I'll loose some weight this  way...YAY!<br />
<br />
Oh Sunday's the 1 month anniversary  with Nick...shall be interesting...<br />
<br />
Take Care<br />
<br />
xOxO ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Giving In</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 14 Aug 2004 22:16:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So he told me he loved me<br />
I was silent<br />
I cried<br />
The phone beeped [he had to answer it]<br />
Called me back<br />
I cried some more<br />
Still speechless<br />
He cried<br />
He comforted me<br />
[He has this effect of making  everything seem alright]<br />
<br />
We both cried<br />
<br />
[this is a first for me]<br />
<br />
I like it and so does he.<br />
We're happy, he patient with my  difficult self.<br />
<br />
He cradles my disorder as if it's his  own [so delicately]<br />
He cradles me as if I was his life [he  told me I was his everything]<br />
<br />
I make him tingle, He makes me shake.<br />
Together we conquor all<br />
[Love]<br />
<br />
You think you know [but you have no  idea]<br />
<br />
I<br />
<3<br />
.<br />
.<br />
.<br />
Him ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Modern Romance</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 12 Aug 2004 16:54:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ baby im afraid of a lot of things<br />
but i aint scared of loving you<br />
baby i know your afraid of a lot of  things<br />
but don't be scared of love<br />
cause people will say all kinds of  things<br />
that don't mean a dam to me<br />
cause all i see is what's in front of  me<br />
and thats you<br />
<br />
well, ive been dragged all over the  place<br />
ive taken hits time just don't erase<br />
and baby i can see you've been fucked  with too<br />
but that don't mean your loving days  are through<br />
cause people will say all kinds of  things<br />
that don't mean a dam to me<br />
cause all i see is what's in front of  me<br />
and thats you<br />
<br />
well i may be just a fool<br />
but i know were just as cool<br />
and cool kids they belong together<br />
<br />
~Yeah Yeah Yeahs ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Just Stellar</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 04 Aug 2004 19:33:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I've been great lately...which is  VERY unusual. I've started writing  again and I'm glad. As you know I've  found a boy...he makes me smile  *blushes*<br />
<br />
I've had a lot of me time, which is  what I've needed. It's sad to think  that I have to go back to skool in less  than a month...I want to see everyone  but I'm not looking forward to the  stress...grrr.....*shakes fist*<br />
<br />
I don't have much more to say so keep  me updated with all of you kids <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /><br />
<br />
XOXO<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blowkiss.gif" width="35" height="21" alt=":blowkiss:" title="Here's a kiss for you, my love!" /><br />
Kristal ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 27 Jul 2004 20:53:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I found someone who makes me happy.....<br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>*sigh*</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 18 Jul 2004 23:02:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I had no choice but to hear you<br />
You stated your choice time and again<br />
I thought about it<br />
<br />
You treat me like i'm a princess<br />
I'm not used to liking that<br />
You ask how my day was<br />
<br />
<br />
You've already won me over in spite of  me<br />
Don't be alarmed if i fall head over  feet<br />
Don't be surprised if i love you for  all that you are<br />
I couldn't help it<br />
It's all your fault<br />
<br />
You love is thick and it swallowed me  whole<br />
You're so much braver than i gave you  credit for<br />
<br />
That's not lip service<br />
<br />
<br />
You are the bearer of unconditional  things<br />
You held your breath and the door for  me<br />
Thanks for your patience<br />
<br />
You're the best listener that i've ever  met<br />
You're my best friend<br />
Best friend with benefits<br />
What took me so long<br />
<br />
I've never felt this healthy before<br />
I've never wanted something rational<br />
I am aware now<br />
I am aware now<br />
<br />
-------<br />
<br />
yknow know it...it's Alaniss ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>I'm Sorry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 Jul 2004 20:34:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ everything is now ruined...and i'm back  where i was 6 months ago... ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>This is the update...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Jul 2004 20:17:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ update...<br />
<br />
- "He" is single<br />
- I've (FINALLY) posted some new stuff,  it's rather pathetic<br />
- I need more money<br />
- I'm still learning how to play the  guitar<br />
- start councelling tomorrow *rolls  eyes*<br />
- I get to see a doctor about my wisdom  teeth *runs away*<br />
<br />
oh and for a more detailed journal, I  have gotten myself a little  livejournal....it's x_ladyscarlet_x  (wow...advertising...meh, not a big  fan) yeah shit happens...<br />
<br />
Take Care<br />
XOXO<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blowkiss.gif" width="35" height="21" alt=":blowkiss:" title="Here's a kiss for you, my love!" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>the curse keeps on rolling along...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Jul 2004 16:20:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so yes, i'm sure i've explained this  theory of mine about kristal having not  so good luck with the boys so i won't  re-explain everything again.<br />
<br />
basically what happened this time was  that i met this new kid, Brad, and well  brad was a good kid, so brad aparently  liked me and well i was told this and  so i explored this brad character and  well...started to like him obviously,  so...it wavered, he was shy as hell and  i didn't really believe he liked me  mostly because i thought he liked  laura, but i continued to like him, and  well, long story short, he said he  didn't want to have a relationship with  anyone.<br />
<br />
so now i haven't seen him in awhile,  and i go out of town and come back to  him going out with one of laura's close  friends...<br />
<br />
*rolls eyes*<br />
<br />
so much for not wanting to be in a  relationship?<br />
<br />
and that's what i hate the most out of  these stupid boy situations...people  get my hopes up, and then the fall down  on he hard.<br />
<br />
<br />
meh... ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>UPDATE</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jul 2004 20:27:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ooooo here i am<br />
<br />
this is whats new...<br />
<br />
i got inked (the word Femina which is  latin for woman down my hip bone)<br />
i'm in hamilton (my grandrent's 50th  anniversary)<br />
i did a lot of shopping lately<br />
my cousin came out from vancouver<br />
i work too much (still...i know)<br />
i'm going to re-dye the hair (3  different colours)<br />
i like someone (but will stay far away)<br />
<br />
...and finally, i'm too emo for  words...<br />
<br />
(yes i admit it...ewww i know)<br />
<br />
TAKE CARE<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blowkiss.gif" width="35" height="21" alt=":blowkiss:" title="Here's a kiss for you, my love!" /><br />
XOXO<br />
Kristal ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>wow....JUST BREATHE</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 17 Jun 2004 12:42:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so yes....the 2003-2004 school year is  now complete! There are sooo many  people I have to thank for just  everything they've done for me in the  past year. THey've kept me strong and  kept me moving, and without their  support....well most people know where  I'd be.<br />
<br />
If I had the chance to take everyone's  yearbook and spend the entire day with  it, then I would becuase I'd be able to  write what I really want to say about  each person. <br />
<br />
As for the crazy english summative, my  big paper on Leonard  Cohen....170/170...which means 100%  YEAH FUCKING RIGHT! I worked damn hard  for that, and I'm really proud.<br />
<br />
I had to go in today, eventhough I  didn't have an exam, because I had to  clean out my locker <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> AND THERE'S STILL  STUFF IN IT!!!! *cough cough* LAURA!!!!<br />
<br />
Oh man....my ex-best friend showed up  today....i was a cold-hearted bitch as  usual. If i had have known...I would  have left skool just a little  earlier...but noo...oh well whatever  :rolls eyes:<br />
<br />
BUTTT....on a higher note...my cousin  from Vancouver's coming to stay for 2  weeks and i'm excited....wUrd up <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
<br />
well that's about all for now...there  might be more later....on a special  someone.....shhhhhhh<br />
<br />
XOXO<br />
Kristal<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Third Wheel</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 11 Jun 2004 19:25:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Not Happy....but still here<br />
<br />
.<br />
<br />
.<br />
<br />
. ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>ISU!!!!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 02 Jun 2004 06:55:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OKay so here's the deal, I have a  poetry independent study due for  english class next week and I need to  submit 5 poems.<br />
<br />
I need all your help in helping me to  pick out my Top 5 poems....this would  mean the world to me!!!!!<br />
<br />
ANd I promise I'll start commenting  again, I just haven't had ANY time what  so ever and my internet is down because  we just moved so I've been doing what I  can. And I promise to start submitting  more, I just haven't really been  inspired lately, too much work  happening!<br />
<br />
-shrugs-<br />
<br />
Until next time, take it easy!<br />
<br />
XOXO<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /> & <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/k/kiss.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":kiss:" title="Kiss" /><br />
Kristal ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Arg......</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 May 2004 05:52:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I have been super uber busy this  last two weeks. I've  moved...worked...was in a play  (finally)....and yes there's always  school work. Since I've moved I haven't  had much internet time, the only time i  get is in the morning during Yearbook.  Meh. <br />
<br />
I had my cast party this past long  weekend, and well....it was  interesting. I walked in the door was  saw a grade 9 already drunk off her ass  after one drink -shifty eyes- but  overall it will be a good memory.<br />
<br />
Good people...Good food...Good laughs <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
<br />
I'll miss my cast, but considering I go  to skool with all of them (except for  my director Lesley-Anne) it shouldn't  be too heart renching.<br />
<br />
so...as always....just meh.<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blowkiss.gif" width="35" height="21" alt=":blowkiss:" title="Here's a kiss for you, my love!" /><br />
XOXO ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Thoughts &amp; Images</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 07 May 2004 17:55:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>And I wonder how you're going on,<br />
With your life in the deep end<br />
Was it everything you wanted it to be?</i><br />
<br />
<b>{Am I still not everything you wanted?}</b><br />
<br />
<i>My head is spinning in circles<br />
Flattening out the smile lines and  closing the doors</i><br />
<br />
<b>{My exit sigh has lit up}</b><br />
<br />
<i>The grass is greener, now that I'm on  the other side<br />
but the sky still seems dark</i><br />
<br />
<b>{My hair darker}</b><br />
<br />
<i>My scars seem to bleed a little faster<br />
A little darker<br />
A little deeper</i><br />
<br />
<b>{Shimmery Crimson Porn}</b><br />
<br />
<i>Have you been sleeping lately?<br />
I know I havn't<br />
My skin is pale</i><br />
<br />
<b>{My dreams are dry}</b><br />
<br />
<i>Electric Eel<br />
Sushi Flower<br />
Cherry Rain</i><br />
<br />
<b>{My mask changes}</b><br />
<br />
<i>And you have no memory</i> ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Hammering in my head don't stop...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 04 May 2004 18:14:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ From the Blood Train from Tokyo to Los  Angeles.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<i>Left of the middle...That's where  you'll find me</i><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<b>Secluded</b> ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Exception to the rule</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 Apr 2004 18:33:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>And the night will come,<br />
Slowely as we sleep<br />
And we'll wrap ourselves in a blanket  of stars<br />
Tracing the constilations on our bodies<br />
We'll stare off into the moonlight,<br />
And wait for the sun to rise<br />
Counting how many times I love you,<br />
Fingers and toes<br />
Realizing you are more than a lover...</i><br />
<b>But an exception to the rule</b><br />
<br />
~written by me... ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>X.Mirror of Water.X</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Apr 2004 17:22:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>Dark Wood, Dark Water</b><br />
<br />
<i>This wood burns a dark <br />
Incense. Pale moss drips<br />
In elbow-scarves, beards<br />
<br />
From the archaic<br />
Bones of the great trees.<br />
Blue mists move over<br />
<br />
A lake thick with fish.<br />
Snails scroll the border<br />
Of the glazed water<br />
<br />
With coils of ram's-horn.<br />
Out in the open<br />
Down there the late year<br />
<br />
Hammers her rare and<br />
Various metals.<br />
Old pewter roots twist<br />
<br />
Up from the jet-backed<br />
Mirror of water<br />
And while the air's clear<br />
<br />
Hourglass sifts a <br />
Drift of goldpieces<br />
Bright waterlights are<br />
<br />
Sliding their quoits one<br />
After the other<br />
Down boles of the fir.</i> ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>X.Slasher.X</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Apr 2004 17:53:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So it's official...unless you're male  and already my friend (AND THAT'S IT)  you're lucky.<br />
<br />
I'm cutting off boys...for good.<br />
<br />
Sorry, it's a personal thing I have to  do for clarity.<br />
<br />
Take Care,<br />
Kristal ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Live The Life</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 09 Apr 2004 14:39:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So here I am....fate at fourteen  (well...actually sixteen)...and I'm  exhausted.<br />
Tired with all cares and thoughts. I've  given up on somethings, some  good...some upsetting.<br />
<br />
Yearbook is finally the fuck over. I  started loosing my mind while we  finished up everything last night.<br />
<br />
Skool is on it's way...ahead of me.<br />
<br />
My teacher seems to think I need a  life..."You need a boyfriend" he told  me last night (Yearbook teacher.<br />
<br />
Hellooo...Like I haven't been trying.  And no, mohawk boy didn't work out  because aparently, From one side of  Ottawa<br />
to another is "Long Distance" It takes  1 hour to get from one side to  another...BY BUS. whatever...his loss,  right Laura?<br />
<br />
My life doesn't need something like a  "boyfriend" to be complete, does it?  Why can't it just be complete with <br />
what I choose to do in my life? My life  is busy, you want me...better get  moving to catch up!<br />
<br />
I had another dream about running away  from my father last night. It was odd,  I don't remember ever having one, but  everything<br />
in the dream seemed so familiar, and I  knew it had already happened once  before in a dream. The dream always  seems to want to take place in another  country,<br />
doing the tourist thing, but then  always ends up on Greenbank Road (In  barrhaven). <br />
<br />
-shrugs-<br />
<br />
Take an obsessive amount of care & Keep  flying.<br />
<br />
Kristal ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Drain The Blood</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 02 Apr 2004 16:50:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So yes...for those of you who didn't  remember...'twas Laura  (xmisusednoveltyx)'s BIRFDAY on the 31!  Sooo....for her birfthday present I  decided to suprise her with a ticket to  the Distillers show yesterday night. <br />
<br />
AND WOW....it was sooo fucking good. I  mean Brody was just an orgasm and a  half...and so was the rest of the band  too! Man...i went with a beige bra on  and a white wife beater...and came out  with a black bra and a stretched black  beater. Man...it was soooo sick, but  sooo fucking worth it. I mean, I may be  small but i can push myself ALL the way  to the front of the stage. <br />
<br />
The show was soo much of a stress  releaver. I mean with yearbook fucking  up my life, I was gonna shoot everyone  involved in yearbook. But since I went  in the pit at the show...i've used all  my muscle strength to the max. <br />
<br />
MY GOD IT WAS SOOO FUCKING GOOD!<br />
<br />
And I hope Laura had the best time of  her fucking life!<br />
<br />
mmmmm....Brody.... ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>The Hunger</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 Mar 2004 09:07:09 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Man....The Distillers are coming.....<br />
<br />
Anyways....So I was supposed to meet  pretty boy last night with Elly and  Laura. But Laura ended up getting sick,  and pretty boy...well I'm still not to  sure about what happened to him  -shrugs-<br />
<br />
I was disappointed, but then as Elly  and I were walking downtown, we decided  to go see a movie. So we say Eternal  Sunshine of The Spotless Mind. Tis one  of the best movies I've seen in a long  time. The last movie that I saw in  theaters that was amazing was Kill  Bill, so it's been awhile...<br />
<br />
Elly and I both looked soooo hot, and  even though our original plans fell  through, it was still an amazing night.  I mean quality time well spent. Without  boys. I'll eventually meet pretty  boy...one day.<br />
<br />
I hope Laura's feeling better, and I  hope Jeff (pretty boy) is alright. Haha  He probably thinks I stood him  up....WHICH I DIDN'T, but meh...the  feeling was mutual. <br />
<br />
This is pretty much a pointless journal  but I felt the need for an update.<br />
<br />
Cheers,<br />
<br />
Kristal<br />
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XOXO ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Man....</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 25 Mar 2004 18:17:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm sooo fucking pessimistic  lately.....grrrrrrrrr!!!!<br />
<br />
<br />
But tomorrow's the fashion show...with  xmisusednoveltyx and Elly, and they're  going to be absolutely amazing and I  can't wait, and man...then I get to  sleep...Mmm....sleep....havn't seen  much of that lately!<br />
<br />
And once again....my father's trying to  buy my love and refuses to admit i have  feeling, and my mother doesn't control  them.<br />
<br />
Oh Oh Oh and then I get to meet pretty  boy on saturday <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> (Not the one from my  last one, but this one has a mohawk)!<br />
<br />
Ahhh well,<br />
Until next time kids!<br />
<br />
Kristal<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blowkiss.gif" width="35" height="21" alt=":blowkiss:" title="Here's a kiss for you, my love!" /><br />
XOXO ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Pretty...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2004 20:30:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ wow....this kid....Zack I  think....wowie!<br />
<br />
Sooo fucking pretty...I mean pretties  thing I've EVER seen.<br />
<br />
Pink hair...BRIGHT blue eyes....lip  piercing....Mmmmmmmm ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Dear Laura</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2004 17:47:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...and yes, this one IS aimed at you  and NOT the 'slut...' entry.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
OH MY GOD I FUCKING LOVE YOU SOO MUCH,  STOP SCARING ME TO DEATH WOMAN!!!!!<br />
<br />
no honestly, you taught me to love and  now you're stuck with me lovng  you...like it or not! You can make me  smile, you can make me cry, you can  make me laugh until i want to piss  myself, and you make me feel wanted,  you hold me up when i am down and you  suck me out when I am drowning, you've  held my hand and kissed me good bye,  but never permanently. And if it was  permanently, I think I would have to  kill myself, and no joke, I would. And  it would be easy because then i would  be with you. so anything and I'll fall  to my knees and drop everything for you  in an instant. <br />
<br />
So yes, I want to stop this  misunderstanding of ours because that's  all it is...a misunderstanding. IT IS  NOT A FIGHT, because I won't let it  become one. Not like what happened  between you and another female frield,  I wouldn't want to loose something I  clench onto soo tight. That is you  incase you didn't realize. You and Elly  and Larissa and fuck just everyone else  who can stand me, who doesn't hate me,  who even remotely likes me (i.e. the  people in our "posse") are the the  kindest most caring best people in the  world and if I needed to, I would die  for all of you. <br />
<br />
I love you, there I said it, I believe  in it, happy?<br />
You made it true, and everyone who has  shown me the path.<br />
So now, I apologize for everything and  I thank you with all my heart.<br />
<br />
<b>Thank you</b> ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Slut...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2004 17:44:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok...great...another thing to worry  about. My reputation!!! This is  something I've never had to worry about  before, but lately...I NEED to worry  about it. So now everyone thinks I'm a  complete slut, in every way possible,  and I mean it hurts when you have  people you don't even know calling you  a slut just because they may have heard  one of your friends talking about you  in the wrong way. My friends shouldn't  be talking shit about me anyway, but I  guess they are...<br />
<br />
So for the record...I'm not a slut, I'm  actually the biggest VIRGIN ever. This  is not a joke, it's the bitter truth.  I'm not good enough to be a slut thank  you very much. So maybe things will  calm down, eventually, but for now I  guess I'll just deal when I have the  term SLUT or WHORE yelled at me, and  it's not a joke from one of my friends. ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>XXX</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 07 Mar 2004 19:26:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Give me a reason to love? ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Thick Skin {American Dream Girl}</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 04 Mar 2004 20:08:28 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am in the winter of my discontent. I  feel like I am a part of a Shakespeare  tragedy...like Hamlet contemplating <i> suicide</i>...or maybe a little more like <b> Ophelia</b> (who has). <br />
<br />
I'm finding it hard to determine my <i> dreams/thoughts from reality</i>, and I  fear it's only getting worse...<b>I'm  heading down the spiral yet again...</b><br />
<br />
I blame my fear, the only one that I  have, for twisting my thoughts and  making me co-dependent on things which  actually don't exist in real life. For  those of you who don't know what my  biggest fear is, it's the feeling of <b> isolation</b> in my mind. <i>Being cut off  from all reality, basically being alone.</i>  I wonder if there's a special term for  that...like how people who are afraid  of closed in spaces are called  Clausterphobic. If any one knows,  please let me know as well. It will be  useful for when I go to therapy...<br />
Speaking of which, I can't continue at  the CHEO, so I think they're sending me  to the ROH (scariest place ever) for  therapy sessions. They also want me to  participate in group therapy with  people aged 17-20...could be  interesting...but i'm a little  reluctent.<br />
<br />
I've also discovered some of my  opinions and how strong of an effect  they actually have one me. I was having  a conversation with ~school the other  night and I told him how I don't  believe in love and how it doesn't  exist...I'm indifferent to that opinion  now, and I want to apologize to ~school  for what I said. It was a biased  opinion, and I'm not biased. But I  don't apologize for it entirely,  because it was partially true. What I  need to change is the wording...I have  a hard time trusting men, basically  because as most of you may have read  (a) my last journal, and (b) my newest  submission, the person who I am  supposed to be closest to in my life  (in male form) is non-existant. And  that hurts, and no one can feel the way  I'm feeling. <br />
They say...oh forgive him...but it's  not that easy. I'm stubborn and so is  he (gee I wonder which parent I get  that from...) He has NEVER apologized  for anything in his life, fucking the  system, hurting my mother (who means  the world to me, but doesn't know it).  I hold him down for things he doesn't  even know I know about. I lost how my  grandparent's gossip, especially my  grandfather...he's great for bashing my  father. <br />
<br />
My step father isn't any better...he's  not off the hook. There has always been  this tension between us. Unexplainable  really. When they got married i think i  was 4 or 5, and I remember crying at  the wedding. <br />
<i>"Why are you crying darling?" asked my  grandmother. <br />
"I don't know" I replied.<br />
"Oh it's because you're happy for your  mother." she said.<br />
"No it isn't, I hate this, I don't want  them to get married." was my reasoning,  but she didn't believe me</i> :shrugs:<br />
I wonder who was right in the end...<br />
<br />
The feeling of being alone petrifys me.  It makes me think of Tom and how much I  miss him. Of how I wish he was with me  and holding me soo close as to never  let go, ever. I know he's still in my  heart, but I miss his presence, when he  would just be there with me, when I  felt alone or scared, he would show up.  He was my safety blanket. I want  someone like that, because I am  vulnerable, I am weak, I am frigale and  you have to be cafeful as to not let me  slip and fall because I will break, and  nothing can repare me. <br />
<br />
Not even carpenter's glue, haha laura  and her hair......<br />
<br />
The only people in my life I love, are  female. This doesn't mean I'm a  lesbian, just that I can place my full  trust in women and they will cradle me. <i> Thank you all who have been kind and  loving towards me, you have no idea how  much you all have effected my life. <b>  May the stars shine upon each and every  one of you, and may them shine on you  with ever lasting light.</b></i><br />
<br />
I'm sorry if I've ever lashed out on  anyone for no particular reason  lately...i still cannot justify myself.  I'm afraid I never will be able to  either...<br />
<br />
<br />
On a higher note, for those of you who  don't know...<b>Laura (~xmisusednoveltyx)  's Birthday is approaching (March 31st)  so I want everyone to send her some  love and wish her all the best.</b> Haha I  have a present...but i'm keeping it on  the downlow. And for those of you who  already know what is it....<i>KEEP YOUR  FUCKING MOUTH SHUT!/i> hehe...it's  better that way <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
<br />
Well, if you <b>ACTUALLY</b> took time to read  this, I'm sorry. I know it was long but  I needed to let it out, and I didn't  feel like putting it in a prose format  so meh...it's here. <b>Like it or not!</b><br />
<br />
Love you (there I said it...happy?)<br />
<br />
Cheers <br />
XOXO<br />
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                <title>Dear Father</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 23 Feb 2004 18:10:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Never again. <br />
Ill slit my throat with the knife I  pulled out of my spine. <br />
Maybe when you find out that Im dead,  youll realize what you did to me. <br />
And if my lungs still let me breathe,  would you be there for me? <br />
If I can make myself believe, Ill give  you back what you took away. No, I  wont let it go. <br />
Douse myself in gasoline. <br />
So dont save me when you come into the  fire. <br />
Id rather die than have to see your  smile.<br />
 You made me swear. <br />
I cant sleep. <br />
Realize all these things that you took  from me. <br />
Smash my heart into dust. <br />
Suffocate my mind. <br />
Tear at me from inside. <br />
Smash apart what you created. <br />
How can I ever stop you from crushing  my soul? <br />
It was yours to begin with.<br />
<br />
~Silverstein<br />
<br />
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<br />
I thought I should post this because it  reminds me of my relationship with my  father.<br />
<br />
...mistake... ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>It's been awhile...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2004 15:22:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey guys and dolls!!!<br />
<br />
I hope you all are well, I'm been busy  as a bee lately and tired as hell. Haha  24 hours is not enough time in one  day....seriously. I wish I could be  like the girl in Empire Records who is  like <i>"There are 24 useful hours in  everyday, and I plan to use all of them."</i>  Or something close to that...<br />
<br />
Wow I need some coffee and I need to  exhale. <br />
<br />
I want to thank everyone who takes time  out of their busy schedules to look at  my stuff! Your comments do not go  unnoticed or unappreciated. Thanks to  my wife ( xmisusednoveltyx), my  Valentine (you know who you are), my  sluts ( try-and-please-me &  wishididntwakeup ), and to everyone  else who has been who has been with me  for awhile. You are all like my  extended family. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /> And if I didn't  mention your name, but I obviously love  you when I comment, I'm sooo terribly  sorry. BUT I STILL LOVE YOU TO DEATH <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blowkiss.gif" width="35" height="21" alt=":blowkiss:" title="Here's a kiss for you, my love!" /><br />
<br />
I'm finding I'm a lot less tense this  semester, it's probably because of my  first period spare, where I can  actually take time out of my life and  just relax and breathe and talk to some  of my friends. I love my school soo  much *GO CANTERBURY HIGH SCHOOL* < ------WOW that soo make me sound like a  fucking cheerleader, which is funny  because we don't have  cheerleaders...infact, we hardly have  any sports worth calling sports! I love  my Art school sooo fucking much, it's  so great! We're all free spirited and  experimental. But what sucks is that I  won't be graduating when I am supposed  to graduate. The school seems to  already have planned out that I'm going  to return for a victory lap!?!?!? I'll  have the chance to get involved with  great oppertunities through Co-Op, and  Peer Tutoring the Music Theatre class  (which will give me a good reference if  I want to go into any Theatre/ Drama  program) and like I can take a bird  course like Dance or Visual Art or  anything really. <br />
<br />
The truth is I really cannot wait until  I can leave home, wow will that be  exciting! For those of you who don't  know I have 7 other family members  living with me, so I really am getting  fed up with them.  <br />
<br />
I go to see my psychiatrist for the  last time soon, it will be sad because  then I will have to start all over with  someone new...and I hate talking to  people I don't know. I've been seeing  my doctor now for 3 months and he has  told me that I havn't improved within  those 3 months, thus he is refering me  to someone else. My fingers are  crossed. It's so scary and extremely  sad to think that I havn't improved in  3 months and that my doctor doesn't  know what to do with me. And it's scary  to think of where I might end up. Or  what they might do even. I need to cry,  but I can't. <br />
<br />
So I'm getting to the end of my  thoughts and I should be posting more  stuff soon, I just need to find the  time and the willpower to actually do  it.<br />
<br />
<b>Dammit I have no cash, I need a fucking  job!!!</b><br />
<br />
Ahhhhh welllllll......<br />
<br />
Cheers kids, take it easy <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /><br />
<br />
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                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Love &amp; Hate</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2004 18:16:39 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Happy Fucking Valentine's Day  Everyone...there i said it!<br />
<br />
Happy?????<br />
<br />
OK wow i feel like shit today, all the  anticipation up until today has been  sooo fucking crappy. I hate it. The  grocery store's were all decked out  even, I mean it's sooo over  commercialized...grrrr...makes me want  to bite someone's : place body part  here : off!!!<br />
<br />
I'm soo bitter it's horrible. I want  someone to buy me roses...<br />
<br />
<br />
Ahhh Fuck It All. ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>14 Scars</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 08 Feb 2004 17:41:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm listening to Closer than Kin  again...<br />
The same song over and over...<br />
<br />
I have memories running through my  mind, old dark pictures or what i  thought i was over. Hoping i didn't  have to rely on sharp objects ot Tom to  save me. <br />
<br />
Tom has vanished but i want him back  sooo badly. So have him in the same  room as me was enough comfort, but my  doctor the shit brain made him go away " For my own Benefit" he said. He made me  feel safe, I didn't have to act around  him. It was like he held me away from  all my fears and the darkness. I miss  him so much, he was mine. He was my one  and only, and I FUCKING MISS HIM. God  why don't people understand that? Why  can't he still be with me? Why is he  gone? What's wrong with me? I loved him  and he loved me. The only real love  i've ever felt. But it wasn't real, it  was only an oasis. Shading me from my  harsh reality. Why can't he come back  to me? Why did he leave me alone? He  never said goodbye. He vanished into  nothingness. I couldn't feel his touch  anymore. OR his comfort for that  matter. <br />
<br />
I've never felt so alone in my whole  life. Never.<br />
<br />
<i>They took everything, Fucking  everything.</i><br />
<br />
I have no substance, no meaning. I am  nothing, and I am only drifting farther  away. Nothing will make me happy until  Tom returns, and he will, one day.<br />
<br />
It's so hard not to give into the  temptation. The slick blade, the  sharpness. If I cannot feel love, let  me feel alive. Show me my self, my  inner self, what flows through me. GOD  I HATE BEING LIKE THIS. But i fear this  is something I'll never get  over.Something that will be with me  until the end of time. <br />
<br />
I will have the scars on my skin and  the bruises in my mind to show the  truth. Words do not lie, stupid people  who are blinded by life lie. They lie  to themselves and to everyone else  around them. <br />
<br />
Are you happy? ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>speechless</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2004 16:53:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok so in the frame of 10 minutes...so  much has just happened. One of my best  friends lost her uncle. It hurt me,  even though I didn't know him. I hope  she's alright.<br />
<br />
<b>I want her to know that I will always  love her, no matter what. <br />
I will always be here for her, no  matter what.</b><br />
<br />
---<br />
<br />
I'm on the phone with her at the  moment, and we're just sitting. I'm  listening to her breathe and trying to  comfort her. I'm trying my best, and I  hope I'm helping. I hate to see her sad  and hear her cry.<br />
<br />
---<br />
<br />
I love you.<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blowkiss.gif" width="35" height="21" alt=":blowkiss:" title="Here's a kiss for you, my love!" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Dangerous Thinking</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2004 14:56:39 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So some of my stuff won't let you view  it....because DA has deleted it ONLY  because I put some of my submissions  under Prose instead of Poetry. I felt,  the pieces which were deleted weren't  exactly poetry, so I submitted it under  prose.....big mistakebecause some of  the pieces which were deleted were  originals (meaning I DO NOT have a  rough copy, because I just wrote it out  on the computer). <br />
<br />
This angers me, because all they had to  do was send me a note saying if you do  not change which category this belongs  in then it will eventually be deleted,  Did they???? NO! They just deleted it,  because of there no tolerance something  or other. Sooo now...I feel like shit.<br />
<br />
Thanks to DeviantART for being soo  supporting!!!!!<br />
: rolls eyes :<br />
<br />
All of those pieces ment a hell of alot  to me, some were EXTREMELY personal.  this makes me pretty damn sad at the  moment.<br />
<br />
*tear*<br />
<br />
Holy Crap.....Blaaaaaaaaaaaaa<br />
<br />
ahhhh...I don't feel like talking about  anything else really........<br />
Reply if you care ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>You know when I cry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 Jan 2004 11:19:20 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ANGEL<br />
<br />
I stare as my weak knees wilt <br />
longing trying to touch the embrace  that has left me <br />
and I had you <br />
and your kindness was there <br />
now pieces of you hate me <br />
I am not a portrait on your heart no  more <br />
but I still kiss the feelings that  emerge from my pulse <br />
and memories seep from my eyes <br />
knowing that love has gone further <br />
than my soft hand can reach <br />
the utmost apology is what I can lay on  your face but <br />
will you still swallow me whole? <br />
nothing can compare <br />
and you continue to dance in me <br />
and I continue to bleed <br />
but nothing can compare <br />
I have killed the one thing that  exceeds my existence<br />
<br />
~Walls of Jericho ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Screwed</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 25 Jan 2004 09:49:48 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes, I'm screwed.<br />
<br />
He has a girlfriend, so there's no use  for me even telling him, is there?<br />
<br />
I don't want anything to change, I like  the way things are between us, I just  wish we could be closer. I mean, I'm  not going to ask him to marry me.  We'lll who knows, I need to be patient.  But I lack patience. So once again I'm  screwed.<br />
<br />
So much has changed over the past year,  I've gone psycho (literally) and I've  lost people whom I never intended on  loosing. I've changed and I guess it's  for worse, because apparently, I think  I'm above everyone. That's sad and  pathetic, that someone would even think  of me that way. <br />
<br />
This feeling makes me worse, it makes  me sicker inside. I want the easy way  out, basically because it's a way out.  Most of you who are reading this should  know what I'm talking about. Some of  you who don't know me too well will  probably question my sanity, over and  over again. <br />
<br />
So I have to accept that I am alone, no  matter what anyone says. I will be  alone, forever, and I will never stop  being compassionate. No matter what.  I  will forever continue to love anyone  who deserves to be loved, and I don't  hope I sound like Jesus or anyone  because I'm saying this. <br />
<br />
They say, situations like this help you  to grow, but then why do I feel like  I'm shrinking? I will be damned.<br />
<br />
And so will you. ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>DAMMIT</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 25 Jan 2004 08:30:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ nEVER MIND, MY BOLDING SKILLS SUCK!<br />
<br />
Meh, I'm lazy and I'm bored, but I  don't want to return to skool. I want  my friends......................... ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Let's hope I can bold...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 25 Jan 2004 08:29:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wow...ok I'm not quite down with the  whole makeing words go bold and italic  and underlined but oh well, bare with  me!<br />
<b>100 things about me<b><br />
INSTRUCTIONS:<br />
1. Copy this whole list into your  journal.<br />
2. Bold the things that are true about  you.<br />
3. Whatever you don't bold are false<br />
<br />
<br />
01. <b>When I was younger I made some bad  decisions<b><br />
02. I don't watch much TV these days<br />
03. I love psychodelic mushrooms<br />
04. <b>I love sleeping<b><br />
05. I have loads of books<br />
06. I once slept in a toilet<br />
07. I love playing video games<br />
08. I adore marijuana<br />
09. I watch porn movies<br />
10. I watch them with my father<br />
11. I like sharks<br />
12. <b>I love spiders, I think they're  adorable, especially the ones with  bright colours on their backs<b><br />
13. I was born without hair and I still  have no hair<br />
14. I like J. Bush <br />
15. People are cool <br />
16. <b>I have changed a lot mentally over  the last year<b> <br />
17. I have jacuzzi and a Porsche<br />
18. I have a lot to learn<br />
19. <b>I carry my knife everywhere with  myself<b><br />
20. I'm really really smart<br />
21. I've never broken someone's bones<br />
22. <b>I have a secret<b><br />
23. I hate snow<br />
24. I drink only milk (not only... but  i love it)<br />
25. Punk rock rules<br />
26. I hate Bill Gates! (who doesn't?)<br />
27. I love Chinese food<br />
28. I would hate to be famous<br />
29. <b>I am not a morning person<b> <br />
30. I wear glasses<br />
31. I don't need glasses, except  sunglasses<br />
32. I have potential in what?? <br />
33. I'm pure Japanese<br />
34. My legs are two different sizes i  refuse to believe my legs are  identical..<br />
35. I have a twin<br />
36. I wear a padded bra<br />
37. <b>I can ramble on about absolutely  nothing<b><br />
38. I'm left-handed<br />
39. I hate llamas, but I'm one of them<br />
40. I don't like horror movies<br />
41. I suck at climbing, but I love it  anyway<br />
42. People hate me usually<br />
43. I love pop music<br />
44. I hardly ever go to bed before  midnight<br />
45. I hate parking fines<br />
46. I know national anthem of my  country by heart (no... definitely not)<br />
47. I know more than two languages<br />
48. I spend too much time on the  computer<br />
49. <b>I often want to throw out the  computer in a window<b><br />
50. I live on a ground floor<br />
51. I don't like chocolate  of course i  do...<br />
52. I'd like to be more original<br />
53. I've lied<br />
54. Cocks are my favorite birds <br />
55. I want to conquer the world<br />
56. I wonder what happens when you die  (... i love surprises)<br />
57. I've read all books about Harry  Potter <br />
58. Eat your dog!<br />
59. I love to exercise<br />
60. <b>I hate chemistry with a passion<b><br />
61. <b>I love to write<b><br />
62. I like changes<br />
63. <b>I hate going to class<b><br />
64. I am afraid to die (... too soon)<br />
65. I hate dish washing <br />
66. <b>My hair is long, brown, and  incredibly curly<b>(I'm also bright red,  at the moment)<br />
67. My nails are nine inch long<br />
68. <b>My favorite color is black<b><br />
69. I like to sleep on the floor<br />
70. I am hopeless at cooking<br />
71. I sucked my thumb when I was  little. <br />
72. <b>I should be doing somehting else  rather than writing this<b><br />
73. I am online a lot, but not in MSN<br />
74. <b>I hate government<b><br />
75. <b>I don't have a girlfriend/boyfriend<b> (sadly enuff, the one I long for is  occupied)<br />
76. <b>I'm too nice for my own good.<b><br />
77. I love to read, I read as much as I  can<br />
78. I don't trust newspapers (but i  read them nevertheless)<br />
79. I like debating<br />
80. I live in a vagon<br />
81. I clean my room once a month<br />
82. I'm scared of american fast food<br />
83. I have a third eye<br />
84. I love Mozambique<br />
85. <b>I don't trust any religion<b><br />
86. <b>I used to play with barbies because  all the other girls were doing it<b><br />
87. I wanted to be a super hero when I  was little.<br />
88. I like listening to wind chimes<br />
89. I'm very disorganized<br />
90. My hair is long and straight<br />
91. I earn a lot<br />
92. I don't like spicy food<br />
93. I keep a diary<br />
94. I can't do cartwheels<br />
95. I am very lazy<br />
96. <b>I'm sarcastic<b><br />
97. <b>I think my hair is annoying<b>(there's  too much, I don't know what to do with  it)<br />
98. I'm very sensitive <br />
99. <b>I love being "ab-normal"<b><br />
100. My left eye is violet and my right  eye is a light blue.</b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b> ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Going Nowhere Fast</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2004 16:34:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I'm 16, but I'm in my 17th year...if  that makes any sense. I'm shitty,  eventhough I had a great time last  nite, thanks to all who came downtown. <br />
<br />
So I'm letting the world bring me down  again...FUCK. <br />
<br />
I was taking the bus home from my  friends house today and I wanted to  scream, but I couldn't. I was too busy  screaming inside to realize I didn't  have a voice. I think I have a phobia  of people, but only to a certain  extent. I really want any kind of sharp  object right about now, and who knows  what might happen later tonight. <br />
<br />
I think I'm beginning to have feelings  for someone, and this someone is  probably someone I shouldn't have  feelings for. He's a friend (I hope)  but I'm a pussy and afraid of what me  might say, let alone do. I have  cravings for him, kind of like  chocolate, even though nothing has ever  happened. My close friends aren't quite  excited about the person, but I don't  know how to stop the way I feel about  him. I see him mostly everyday, and  he's kind of hard to ignore, plus that  would only be denial. Who cares anyway,  whoever's reading this sure as hell  won't. And if the "someone" ever sees  this (which I doubt he will, bc he  doesn't have an account), than I hope  he doesn't ignore the fact, or me for  that matter. My destiny is to end up  alone...<br />
<br />
How come we cannot choose who we are  related to? For instance way do you  have to talk to someone you hate (I  mean REALLY REALLY HATE) jst because  you're related to him/her? For me it's  my father, god I cannot stand that man,  and god only knows why he's still alive  and why I havn't killed him quite yet.  Wow...I'm sooo psycho, I dream about  killing people. That's sad, especially  when he's the person who helped to  create me.<br />
<br />
So I'm probably getting boring at this  point, so I'll leave. Write a comment  if you care enough, call me if you  could care less.<br />
<br />
xCHEERSx ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Death</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2004 07:48:22 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ why is everyone dying? ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>22</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2004 17:50:06 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ HAMLET....NAC....7:30....BE THERE<br />
<br />
What else should I be<br />
All apologies<br />
What else should I say<br />
Everyone is gay<br />
What else could I write<br />
I don't have the right<br />
What else should I be<br />
All apologies<br />
<br />
In the sun<br />
In the sun I feel as one<br />
In the sun<br />
In the sun<br />
I'm married<br />
Buried<br />
<br />
I wish I was like you<br />
Easily amused<br />
Find my nest of salt<br />
Everything is my fault<br />
I'll take all the blame<br />
Aqua seafoam shame<br />
Sunburn with freezeburn<br />
Choking on the ashes of her enemy<br />
<br />
[Repeat Chorus]<br />
<br />
I'm married<br />
Buried, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah<br />
<br />
All in all we all are <br />
<br />
: nIRVANA: <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nirvana.gif" width="18" height="18" alt=":nirvana:" title="Smells Like Teen Spirit" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Blah....</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2004 17:42:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Catch a Falling Star and Put it in your  pocket, never let it fade away...like me ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Stupid Shit</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Jan 2004 09:05:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes I am the Stupid Shit.<br />
<br />
I've been abused so many times by my  family members. Not physically, but  mentally. I've be called a Stupid Shit  countless times within my lifetime, and  been yelled at so many times, it  becomes priceless. I pertained myself  to be strong. I told everyone I was,  but it was just a wall for me to hide  behind. I'm weak.<br />
<br />
Weak to my core.<br />
<br />
I've been listening to 14 Scars by  Closer Than Kin (thanks to Laura's  amazing boyfriend) and I want to  scream, but my outter shell won't let  me. I'm screaming inside right now as I  write this, but I still show no  expression. My writing has been shit,  all along, no matter what any one says.  It's not interesting, just shit. Like  me. Why don't I have a voice? Why can't  I be heard? Why am I such a failure? <br />
<br />
Why am I so alone?<br />
<br />
I want to use a disposable razor, which  sits next to me. Wanting me to take the  safety cover off and to place it on my  bare arms. I want to apply pressure.  But I cannot put myself through this.  I'll just disappoint people even more.  It's what I do. I am a huge  disappointment, in many people's eyes.  Mainly my family, My father, My  friends, My skool. I am nothing to  them. Just a candle waiting to burn  out. Dying as I type these words. I  have no real purpose. I have no  feeling. There is no point.  I want to  be left alone,  want to be me. I want  to fly away and leave where I sit and  wallow in my own self-pity. I want to  start again, without all the  condesending shit. I don't want to be  forced to rebel. I don't want stupid  drugs that just fuck you up even more.  I just want to live and be free, which  is entirely impossible. So I ask the  question, what's the point? I know I  might get messages back saying all  these comments about how I should  embrace life and not waste it. But to  me, that's what life is, a waste. I am  taking up air space for someone else  who could be enjoying a life. Me, I'm  just ruining it. I need to be locked  up. I want the quiet room laura, I need  it. Maybe then I will have a voice to  use. Some of you will read this for the  first time and not understand, but some  will understand perfectly. Erica, do  not be scared. Do not share this with  your family, because it will probably  scare them. I do not want to hurt any  more people. <br />
<br />
This is my cheers,<br />
This is my swan song.<br />
<br />
Kristal ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Shitty</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2004 20:03:32 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Shit Shit Shitty Shit<br />
<br />
<br />
So i'm pretty sure you can guess that I  feel shitty. I don't really know why.  Maybe it's part of my depression or the  fact that I cannot even make smart  decisions about who I am. I'm  disappointed with not knowing who I am  at this stage in my life. And  mean in  every way possible. Am I straight? Am I  Bi? I don't think I'm a lesbian, bc I  like boys too much. And is this  what...Don't give Kristal any action  lifetime or something??? God I need  ACTION!!! In many ways...<br />
<br />
I've also realized that the first rule  of life is always true NO MATTER WHAT.  The first rule of life, incase you do  not know is, People are stupid. Plain  and Simple.<br />
<br />
Whatever, I'm pissed and sad and  everything in between. I'm mad at  people, I would never usually be mad  at. And I feel closer to people I don't  normally hang out with too much. At  least I'm still being social and not  sitting in a corner thinking. Bc  thinking for me is B-A-D.<br />
<br />
Well I'll probably write some more  stuff tonite and put it up tomorrow  maybe, after i go to the hospital to  see my god damned  psychiatrist...Yippeeee!!!!<br />
<br />
So whatever...<br />
<br />
Kristal ]]></description>
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                <title>2 FUCKING HUNDRED</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2004 15:20:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Can The Person Who's The 200th Person  To Visit My Site Please Leave A Comment  Somewhere I Would Appreciate It Sooooo  Much!<br />
<br />
Love You All!<br />
<br />
Cheers,<br />
<br />
Kristal ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Another Time, Another Place</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 2004 16:24:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ wow...so this is what 2004 really looks  like! Never thought I'd actually see  this coming. When I look into my  future, normally it all seems to turn  out like a blur. And I hate that idea.  I know I should be living for the  moment, but is it not healthy to sit  back and simply observe the simple  things in life? I know this might sound  like I'm a hypocrete in some ways, but  hey then again it's a New Year. <br />
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I was thiinking, I could vanish myself  from this earth on New Years, but I  won't bc it would obviously be for  attention. Which has nothing to do with  what migh happen. But then I look back  and think about my family who aparently  loves me and all my friends who support  me and I have to stop to ask myself why  I even feel this way in the first  place? Then I remember it's due to a  stupid chemical imbalance and a mixture  of drugs that I'm on. I can't help the  way I feel most of the time, no one  really can. It happens inside oneself  and works its way to the outer physique  of the human body creating visible  emotions. This is the way I see myself  as healthy, maybe this doesn't work for  everyone, but at least I feel secure,  which feels like the greatest thing in  the world when your biggerst fear is  ending up alone.<br />
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So I have a whole bunch of relatives  coming up tomorrow and some of them I  adore and some not soo much. But i'll  put up with it and maybe add some more  art to my page and try to concentrate  of finding out Who I Am? for homework  (which I actually have to do for one of  my classes).<br />
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:sigh: <br />
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So I'll update when I can, <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /> 's and <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/k/kiss.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":kiss:" title="Kiss" /> 's  for all<br />
Cheers ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Burn in Hell</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 26 Dec 2003 11:49:56 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ We are all waiting for one thing, which  is to die. So why do we, as humans, put  ourselves through such pretencious  bullshit? We have all sinned a thousand  sins and we will alll walk through the  shadow of death, therefore we will all  burn in hell.<br />
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We all mask ourselves with lables and  fake emotions which I cannot even begin  to understand. We all watch the clock  tick away, wanting to end our selfish  lives. Infact, we are all waiting for  someone or something to take us to a  'better' place. I know this place as  Heaven. I choose not to believe in all  this 'Higher Power' business, which I  can see right through. It is as clear  as celophane, but it is masked by  opaque theoriesand old testiments which  some old psychotic man or woman wrote  to keep her or himself entertained  while their feet were chained to rocks  and beaten with whips as sharp as razor  blades.<br />
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This is the theory I honour, hince my  scars.<br />
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We are given two choices in life, to be  successful and depressed or to be alone  and depressed. Studies have shown that  most people in life are depressed  sometime within their lifetime.<br />
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We carry our wounds throughout life  until they eventually kill us. They are  my dark hidden secrets, the things  which I will carry throuh life. Some  people carry shame, some people carry  guilt, and some people carry regret. I  refuse to carry any of this.<br />
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The all time favorutequestion is:<br />
"Is it better to burn out than to fade  away?"<br />
I sit at night contemplating which  would have the least hurtful outcome.<br />
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I do everything for myself and I do  everything without suffering. ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>...continuation</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2003 17:38:11 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ SO after my horrid gym experience, came  drama and lunch which weren't very fun,  i was sooo outta it. And I hate myself  for it. Why can't i be normal? I'm also  a hypocret bc i said I don't believe is  'normal' but i wish i was in a pretty  dream where everyone is happy and no  one makes anyone mad. Everyone is  everyone's friend. That would be nice,  i guess that is my stereotypical  normal. But no, I can't have that, I'm  forced to sit throught Phyics and  pretend to pay attention when really  i'm scaring my body, sub-conciously.  Its a trance, its the voices. How  pretty things are in my mind. I'm on a  higher dose of meds now and i still  don't feel it doing much but make my  situation worse. It makes me think how  drugs really work, and if they do work  at all? What if its just there to make  us 'think' we are actually feeling  better and coming back down to earth,  but i am already there. SMACK DOWN ON  THE GROUND. That's reality, that's  poverty, that's violence and that's  shit. O I hate our world and most the  people in it (general, but the others  know who you are). I hate politics for  lying and I hate the government and how  the system of educaton falls beneith  what kids today are actually capable  of.  To get the lever of education we  need we are forced to go outside the  government to private skool who are  filled with snobby ass rich bizatches &  bastards who don't give two shyts in  this cold world to even think about  someone who isn't of their class. It's  stupid.<br />
I hate the world.<br />
I hate the people.<br />
I hate myself. ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Another Anxiety Filled Day</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 05 Dec 2003 16:30:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, what a day. I zoned out in the  morning before first period, while I  was listening to Fiona Apple, Ani  Defranco and Alexisonfire. I could tell  I wasn't going to have a good day, or  at least nothing to look extremely  forward to, as I havn't planned  anything this weekend. I'm looking  after 3 kids tomorrow night but hey i'm  paid in cash<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> so its all good. But yeah  back onto my poopie day, first period i  had pretty much a panic attack, not  severe or anything but just enough  where i had to leave my gym class. I'll  write more later on about my day... ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Nov. 17/ 03</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 04 Dec 2003 06:33:22 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So now i'm on drugs and I spent my  weekend with what seems to be becoming  my best friend...the T.V...WOW...what  an exciting life I live!<br />
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On friday I fell asleep at 7:30 p.m!  Then i woke up at 11:00  and shut off  my musik. I finally woke up one last  time at 2:00 A.M. and stayed awake. I  had hope of falling back to sleep but  for some odd reason I could not fall  asleep again. I think it has something  to do with the Celexa. Even through I'm  not on a high dose yet, it still might  be interfeering with my  chemical  imbalence....oh well I'll write a bit  more later on today to catch the people  who care up cause this is an old  journal entry that i just felt like  posting. ]]></description>
                <author>~xbleedingcherryx</author>
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                <title>Vampire Red</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2003 15:21:39 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well today was my first day  (officially) with BRIGHT red hair. I  couldn't believe hw many compliments I  got from such a simple task. Some  people I know even made a big deal  about it, and I'm all like....what the  big deal? My hair changes quicker than  the seasons. Since we had our first  official snow fall of the year  Saturday, I thought it was about time  to change the hair. My hair makes me  smile and I'm glad it makes other  people smile too. But I wish people  wouldn't go on and on and on about  somthing they've already commented on  like a thousand times. That is just a  pain in the ass most of the time and  yes..it does get old fast. I'm not an  attention seeker as some people may  discribe me. I do like getting the odd  compliment. Meh...That's all for today  folks.<br />
Cheers ]]></description>
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                <title>My Reality</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 30 Nov 2003 12:19:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ When will the voices go away<br />
                                                            When will I return  to my reality<br />
                                          Make it stop<br />
The horror <br />
                                                                                      The Blindness<br />
               The senselessness of my  mind, body and soul<br />
When will I return to myself<br />
                                                                          When  will I feel again<br />
                        When will I  love myself as much as before<br />
Before the drugs<br />
                                                                  Before the  psychotherapy<br />
                              Before I  became crazy<br />
I will be myself again<br />
                                                                        I will  return to normal<br />
                           I will raise  above all this hatred<br />
I will crumble to my own temptations<br />
                                                                    I will  ignore my inner self<br />
                              In hope  to return to normal<br />
Normal is where we all belong<br />
                                                                    Normal is  the right choice<br />
                               Blend  into the background <br />
Become on of them<br />
                                                                           Well  normality is shit<br />
                                            Im sorry<br />
                                       It doesnt exist ]]></description>
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