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  <title>inspiration has run dry</title>
  <subtitle>Taylor</subtitle>
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    <name>Taylor</name>
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  <updated>2009-04-29T23:29:27Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peaceless:87486</id>
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    <title>Woo!</title>
    <published>2009-04-29T23:29:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-29T23:29:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Coming back to this journal. No idea why. Just want to. (:</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peaceless:82390</id>
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    <title>Holy Shit.</title>
    <published>2008-05-06T04:11:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-06T04:11:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Street Drum Corps - "We Are Machines"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Saturday was SO amazing. We had the sophomore class trip to Marine World. Catlin, Britney, Hannah and I all hung out. It was great. We went on all of the roller coasters but Kong. And I had to pass on the spinning ones. Spinning makes me sick. &amp;gt;&amp;lt; We had buttloads of fun. :D And we all got super hero capes. xD&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was even better. &lt;br /&gt;I don't even know how to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;I caught on of the Streed Drum Corps' drum sticks. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;I was in the very motherfucking front for The Used, smashed up against the barrier thing. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;I HUGGED BERT FUCKING MCCRACKEN.&lt;br /&gt;-dies-</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peaceless:73574</id>
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    <title>Slashing it up</title>
    <published>2008-02-24T23:15:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-24T23:15:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sirius &amp;amp; Ron?&lt;br /&gt;PERCY &amp;amp; Draco?!&lt;br /&gt;HAGRIDxBUCKBEAK!?!?!&lt;br /&gt; -cries-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random ass pairings here.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peaceless:73462</id>
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    <title>:D</title>
    <published>2008-02-24T08:53:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-24T08:53:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Midnight slash?&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH MUTHAFUCKA!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peaceless:69125</id>
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    <title>Oh</title>
    <published>2008-02-01T05:13:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-01T05:13:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">And before I go,&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Ima do it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peaceless:69001</id>
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    <title>LOST PARTY!</title>
    <published>2008-02-01T05:08:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-01T05:08:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Woot! &lt;br /&gt;THREE HOURS OF LOST.&lt;br /&gt;-squees-</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peaceless:68180</id>
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    <title>AHHHH</title>
    <published>2008-01-21T01:02:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-21T01:02:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Shit, Luts you fucking suck.&lt;br /&gt;Breakaway is love. &lt;br /&gt;Oh Enyo, I know you want to be a V. Breakaway.&lt;br /&gt;But I have so little money!&lt;br /&gt;-sobs-</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peaceless:67863</id>
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    <title>-is wanted to drop dead-</title>
    <published>2008-01-19T04:56:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-19T04:56:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">-giggles like a lunatic-</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peaceless:67517</id>
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    <title>"Then he put his thingie into my you-know-what and we did it for the first time."</title>
    <published>2008-01-15T04:56:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-15T04:56:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ROLFLMFAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you haven't read &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2828044/1/My_Immortal"&gt;THIS FANFIC HERE&lt;/a&gt; you should.&lt;br /&gt;And if you're not in the mood to read (or even if you are) I suggest you listen to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n3NTwvcAVEI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;THIS THING HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Because that fanfic is made of awesomely gawthik shiet.&lt;br /&gt;BAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;-dies-</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peaceless:65830</id>
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    <title>Welcome darling Bella!</title>
    <published>2008-01-08T06:23:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-08T06:28:16Z</updated>
    <category term="bjd"/>
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    <content type="html">Dollie picciessss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/?action=view&amp;amp;current=box2.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/box2.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/?action=view&amp;amp;current=box3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/box3.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/?action=view&amp;amp;current=box4.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/box4.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/?action=view&amp;amp;current=box5.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/box5.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/?action=view&amp;amp;current=box6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/box6.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/?action=view&amp;amp;current=box7.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/box7.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/?action=view&amp;amp;current=box8.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/box8.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/?action=view&amp;amp;current=box9.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/box9.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so fascinated by her lips! They're just so detailed and such a gorgeous shade! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/?action=view&amp;amp;current=box10.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/box10.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/?action=view&amp;amp;current=box11.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/box11.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/?action=view&amp;amp;current=box12.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/box12.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some more pictures I posted on MySpace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a311.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/43/l_1c4c98d9dfc0b317fec2122beff3a35e.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a372.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/83/l_7a504574f578726277921d5e2af34243.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a shitty picture of the both of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a34.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/112/l_f8107fd69fb8f310e135997d0c50ae11.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it so strange how quickly I'm bonding with her. When I got Em, I was really careful with him and just so afraid to even play with him. But will Bellz, it's totally different. The moment I got her out of that box, I completely manhandled her. I inspected every inch of her body and practiced posing her. I never had this kind of connection with Atticus or Emery. Maybe it's because she's a girl. Or because I didn't really have anything in mind for her, personality or background wise. She's a blank canvas ready to be painted. :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy I could just burst. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>OMFGSHE'SHERE!</title>
    <published>2008-01-08T02:16:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-08T02:16:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">But I have Guide Dogs right now so you'll have to wait for picaturrrrs. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="463" height="347" alt="" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff202/velvet-spacetime/box.png" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Help me get my dream doll</title>
    <published>2007-12-21T20:32:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-21T20:32:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.denofangels.com/forums/showthread.php?p=2675943#post2675943"&gt;Split post on DoA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, someone, I'm so desperate. &lt;br /&gt;I might even call my grandmother and ask for her help, I'm so desperate.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peaceless:55539</id>
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    <title>Dorrie? xD</title>
    <published>2007-11-25T22:44:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-25T22:45:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="500" style="border:1px solid black; background-color:white; color:black;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://triggur.org/dearsanta/santa.gif"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Dear Santa...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This year I've been busy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Last Tuesday I gave &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_bitsyboo5' lj:user='bitsyboo5' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://bitsyboo5.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://bitsyboo5.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;bitsyboo5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a kidney &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(1000 points)&lt;/font&gt;. In May I gave &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_kawaii_mon' lj:user='kawaii_mon' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://kawaii-mon.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://kawaii-mon.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kawaii_mon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a life-saving blood transfusion &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(50 points)&lt;/font&gt;. In July I ruled Iran as a cruel and heartless dictator &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-700 points)&lt;/font&gt;. Last Friday on a flight to Pakistan, I stole the emergency flight information card &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-40 points)&lt;/font&gt;. Last Saturday I turned &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_deadbbekickball' lj:user='deadbbekickball' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://deadbbekickball.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://deadbbekickball.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;deadbbekickball&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in for eating carbs &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(3 points)&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Overall, I've been &lt;b&gt;nice&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(313 points)&lt;/font&gt;. For Christmas I deserve &lt;b&gt;a new dolly&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br&gt;peaceless&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form action="http://triggur.org/dearsanta/"&gt;Write your letter to Santa! Enter your LJ username:&lt;input type="text" name="uname" size="20"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Write Santa!"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;</content>
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    <title>peaceless @ 2007-11-22T23:27:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-23T07:39:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-23T07:39:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Well, kid, what are you going to do now?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I stared at him with vacant eyes. What am I going... to do?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;"Hello?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Yes?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Can you hear me?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Yes, I can hear you."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Hello?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "I said I can hear you just fine."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "What did you say?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "I CAN HEAR YOU JUST FINE!"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dial tone.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;"I don't understand."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "What are you going to do now?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "You can't just repeat the question. I told you, I don't understand."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "TOO. DAMN. BAD."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;i&gt;"Hello?"&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Yes?"&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Can you hear me?"&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Yes, I can hear you."&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Hello?&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "I said I can hear you just fine"&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "What did you say?"&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "I CAN HEAR YOU JUST FINE!"&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dial tone.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;SHE FELL FLAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;So um, wow. I don't even know what that is.&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Giving Thanks</title>
    <published>2007-11-22T19:20:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-22T19:20:48Z</updated>
    <category term="writer&amp;apos;s block"/>
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Wow. What am I thankful for? I've always really disliked Thanksgiving. In past years I've felt that it's just another scam that corporate America puts on to get people fatter and make them spend more money. Don't even get me on day-after shopping. Though, I admit, I will be one of those crazed ladies beating others down with my brick-filled Louis VuittoVuitton-off.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;10. Music - A world without music... Ugh, scary thought.&lt;br /&gt;9. Animals - Especially dogs. Even though mine is barking and giving me a pounding headache at the moment, they're great. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;8. Shelter - Gotta love houses. And heat. And such.&lt;br /&gt;7. Dolls - Why the fuck are dolls before shelter, ya dork? Well, honestly, I'd rather be homeless than doll-less. -retarded- For real. Dolls mean a lot to me. They're my favorite creative outlet. And seriously theyre GORGEOUS.&lt;br /&gt;6. Food - Um, it keeps me alive...?&lt;br /&gt;5. The Internet- A dorky thing to be thankful for right? Well yeah, but really, the internet is amazing. Can you even imagine a life before internet. I would have never met some of the great people I know today. I would know NOTHING about dolls (I'm sure my parents would love that). I'd be an isolated child, holed up in this Hellish house. Just kidding. But really, things would suck.&lt;br /&gt;4. Modern medicine - Wow. So that's like random and whatnot, right? Well yes, but no. When I was five, my cousin Ashley, who was 12 at the time, was diagnosed with Leukemia. It was a big blow to my entire family. Cancer never really meant much to us before then. It was just a terrible, tragic thing that happened to other people. NOT US. But then it did. Ash went through all the chemo, her hair fell out and we all worried. For a twelve year old girl, losing your hair is a huge deal. I remember all the wigs she had. Heh. At least ten. I didn't really understand, other than that my favorite person in the entire world could die any day. I was terrified. But in the end, she beat it. She's 22 now, strong, beautiful and healthy. She's amazing. She's my inspiration. And that is one of the main reasons why I am thankful for modern medicine.&lt;br /&gt;3. Friends - Every single one of my friends is so very important to me. I mean it. I don't even want to think about a world without my friends. They keep me sane when my family can't. They make me laugh until I cry. They make me cry until I laugh. Lol. They're amazing people. I can't thank them enough for dealing with me, even when I'm an angstyangstye bitch. I love you guys. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;2. Family - Well duh. Family is huge for me. One of the most important things in the world. I love my family so much. Without them, I wouldn't be here today. But really. They support me on (almost) everything I do. Even though they frustrate and embarrass me constantly, they're still there for me. I love them to death.&lt;br /&gt;1. Love</content>
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    <title>Innocent and so naive.</title>
    <published>2007-11-20T21:08:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-21T01:04:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">TEN things you wish you could say to TEN different people right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Why does this hurt me so bad? Why can't I just get over it? I fucked you over so damn bad. In the end, you have every right to hate me. To call me a bitch, a slut, a whore. You deserve say things just to make me feel stupid. I know that. But I miss you so much. And I love you. I just wish that you could still feel that way about me.&lt;br /&gt;2. Everything that life has thrown at me in the past four years, you've always stood by my side. I still don't understand it. But all I can say is that without you, I swear to God I'd be dead.&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to say I'm sorry, I really do, but I'm just so upset. You hurt me a lot. Even if it was unintentional.&lt;br /&gt;4. I love you. Not because I have to, but because I want to. You've done so much for me. I love you more than anything in the world. But I just wish that you would support me on this one. Be that Disney movie mother and stand by my side to achieve my dreams. The dolls make me so happy. I'm obsessed, I know. But if it keeps me sane, then what's so bad about that?&lt;br /&gt;5. One day, I'm going to tell you everything. Everything. You mean so much to me and I feel like I'm hiding who I really am. &lt;br /&gt;6. Please, please, please don't say that. Oh God, don't say that. She'll only hurt you. Why can't you see that she'll only fuck you up? You deserve so much. You've worked so hard just to keep on living and you deserve more than that. I only wish you could see how much you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;7. Darling, I wish I could make him stop. I really do. I wish I could rip out his fucking throat and cut off all his fingers so he could never communicate with you again. He's stupid. You really are amazing. He's not good enough to lick the bottom of your fucking flats. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;8. Just go kill yourself. I hate you. Stop bitching and just get it over with. I fucking loathe you. I've never even spoke to you, but I hate you that much. Stop hurting her, you stupid bastard. She's too good for you.&lt;br /&gt;9. Yeah, I'll admit, I'm crazy jealous. But you're happy right? Really truly happy. I know this is what you need. All I want is your happiness.&lt;br /&gt;10. HAY! CALL ME. YOU'RE CUTE AND SUPER AMAZING. Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE things about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;2. I care so much about the world and where it's going.&lt;br /&gt;3. If you fuck with my friends I'll fuck you up.&lt;br /&gt;4. I love dolls&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;5. Classical music is the best.&lt;br /&gt;6. I love listening to people talk. Sometimes, I listen to other people's conversations, but it's not intentional. I just love hearing other people speak.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm a hopeless romantic with unrealistic dreams.&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm confused with where I am, mentally and emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;9. I try to act innocent and look cute. I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT ways to win your heart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Smile lots.&lt;br /&gt;2. Say all those things I need to hear, but say the things that piss me off too.&lt;br /&gt;3. Chase me when I walk away.&lt;br /&gt;4. Hug me like you'll never let me go.&lt;br /&gt;5. Kiss me in public even when I tell you not to.&lt;br /&gt;6. Hold me from behind.&lt;br /&gt;7. Be dorky. It's sexy.&lt;br /&gt;8. Love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN things that cross your mind a lot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dolls.&lt;br /&gt;2. Love.&lt;br /&gt;3. Peachie-Os&lt;br /&gt;4. Life.&lt;br /&gt;5. Song lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;6. Past mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;7. What now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX things you wish you never did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Given myself to him.&lt;br /&gt;2. Told him.&lt;br /&gt;3. Let them get away.&lt;br /&gt;4. Loved him.&lt;br /&gt;5. Hurt so many.&lt;br /&gt;6. Yelled at Justin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE turn offs:&lt;br /&gt;1. Short males, overly tall females (above 5'7[EDIT: Veronica is 5'8 and she's hawt so now it's 5'8])&lt;br /&gt;2. Ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;3. Homophobia.&lt;br /&gt;4. Greasy hair. xP&lt;br /&gt;5. Body odor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR turn ons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Intellect.&lt;br /&gt;2. Cuteness. Hay, I'm shallow, but I can admit to it.&lt;br /&gt;3. Accepting.&lt;br /&gt;4. Willing to try something new. ^.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE smileys that describe your life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. :|&lt;br /&gt;2. :\&lt;br /&gt;3. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO things you want to do before you die:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fall in love and start a family.&lt;br /&gt;2. Change the world in at least one significant way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE confession:&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm so afraid of the past, present and future.</content>
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    <title>I'm so sorry for who I am.</title>
    <published>2007-10-02T02:40:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-02T02:40:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm grounded beyond belief.&lt;br /&gt;I deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to everyone I've hurt. &lt;br /&gt;My parents included.&lt;br /&gt;Especially Veronica.&lt;br /&gt;I feel terrible.</content>
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    <title>Something I can't face.</title>
    <published>2007-09-24T03:41:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-25T00:25:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ian van Dahl - "Castles in the Sky"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I went to the movies today. Just me. I saw Stardust. It was good. Pretty funny too. I liked being there alone. This is the first time I really got in to a movie that I've seen in theaters. I was whispering to myself about it. -le dork- I really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a damn doll. I payed off my phone bill. And now, I have money. And I want a doll. -sobs- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hope is on the run&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>WHY DOES LIFE HATE ME?</title>
    <published>2007-09-21T18:33:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-25T00:24:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">GOOD GOD.&lt;br /&gt;So here I am. At school. And of course I CANT CHECK ANYTHING. DAMN SCHOOL. I can post here and I can check the inbox and even invite a friend (YAY), however I can't do ANYTHING ELSE! RAWR.</content>
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    <title>Something in the way she moves...</title>
    <published>2007-09-15T01:35:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-15T01:37:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jim Sturgess - "Spmething"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I wanna see Across the Universeeee!&lt;br /&gt;BLEH.&lt;br /&gt;I have this painful desire to see that movie.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hyper all day again today. I don't know why I've been so hyper. It's strange. Ugh, but now I have a pounding headache. &lt;br /&gt;Heute was nett. I love odd days. Soooooo much better than the even ones. And I went to Big Spoon after school! Woot! That place is fantastic. But when I got home, we found this poor little birdy stuck behind the shutter in the window beside the front door. Kim opened it and he flew out and went in to the nook and hit the window even though Tanner had the door open. It was so sad. He died. =( I hate seeing animals die before my eyes. It seems so cruel that something so innocent can die so quickly and so insignificantly. He had friends and family, didn't he. But Kim just picked him up with a paper towel and threw him over the back fence in to the creek. Poor birdie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't know why I'm even going to bother putting this next part under a cut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="But I am."&gt;Today, with Julia, seemed so right. I don't know... We didn't do so well in a relationship last time. But it just seemed to fit. Julia and I. I don't know if she thought so too. And every time someone asked if we were darting, it just made me think why we weren't. I mean, I know what happened last time. But I think we could have held it together. I feel so stupid for not trying. I feel like I made a really shitfaced decision in not trying to work it out. I care about her. And I'd do anything to change the past. I really wish I could.&lt;br /&gt;And just for the record...&lt;br /&gt;I lied when I said I don't know who I want to go to homecoming with. I do know who. But I just couldn't say it when she told me she wants to go with Trevor D. I want to go with her. I would like that very much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>JUICY.</title>
    <published>2007-09-13T23:46:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-13T23:46:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OKAY. This is me posting something juicy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULIAH.&lt;br /&gt;I don' have anything juicy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW WHO HAD SEEEEEXXXX!&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah.&lt;br /&gt;There you go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juicy.&lt;br /&gt;But is it juicy if I don't tell you who?&lt;br /&gt;Ahwell.</content>
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    <title>STEPHUUbutt</title>
    <published>2007-09-09T18:05:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-09T18:05:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.limebarb.com/"&gt;Costumes.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://members.aol.com/retroscope/index.html"&gt;Victorian shit.&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>I'm dieing inside to know.</title>
    <published>2007-09-05T00:27:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-05T00:27:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I'm working on convincing Kim to let me go on the France/Switzerland trip. So here's what it's come down to. ME PAYING FOR IT. Shit. And honestly, I'm going to do it. Yeah, it means NO CAR. But it also means one of the most amazing experiences of my young life. It's going to be worth it. I know it is. Madame says it means more if you pay for it yourself. I know it will. So now I just need to find a job. I'm thinking Safeway or somewhere in that shopping center. Hm, what is in there... Safeway, Nails.com, Carls Jr., Blockbuster, Quizno's... I think that's it. =/ What else is around here? I could try someplace over by school. That's a possibility. Or in the old Ralph's center. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after watching 300 last night (AMAZING), I am totally lusting after the Sr. Delf boys, Abadon and Bliss. I mean sure, I loved them when they first came out, but now it's like OMG NEEEEED. Although, that body is wayyy too buff for Bliss. =/</content>
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    <title>Just let her crash and burn</title>
    <published>2007-09-04T05:26:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-04T05:26:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Dresden Dolls - "Girl Anachronism"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://thewhitespaces.com/music/music/dresden.mp3"&gt;She'll learn, the attention just encourages her.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;To everyone who sits there, asking themselves why the hell I keep posting these mp3 links, it's because DogPile doesn't allow me to save them directly from their site and this is the only other place I feel like putting it. Sorry for spamming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's MY journal.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>Not a good night.</title>
    <published>2007-09-04T04:58:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-04T04:58:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm in my room.&lt;br /&gt;Anton is crying.&lt;br /&gt;Poor baby.&lt;br /&gt;Eric called me.&lt;br /&gt;I was right.&lt;br /&gt;I hate him/I don't hate him.</content>
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