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  <title>Go on just say it</title>
  <subtitle>you need me like a bad habit</subtitle>
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  <updated>2004-10-02T23:36:52Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lovesuicidexx:67316</id>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-10-02T18:34:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-02T23:36:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-02T23:36:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_' lj:user='' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user='&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://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user='&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_fallintograce__' lj:user='fallintograce__' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://users.livejournal.com/fallintograce__/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://users.livejournal.com/fallintograce__/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;fallintograce__&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_fallintograce__' lj:user='fallintograce__' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://users.livejournal.com/fallintograce__/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://users.livejournal.com/fallintograce__/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;fallintograce__&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;add it. add it. add it. add it. add it. add it.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lovesuicidexx:42166</id>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-21T14:33:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-21T19:34:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-21T19:34:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v324/fairie1319/friends_only.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lovesuicidexx:41797</id>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-21T14:22:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-21T19:24:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-21T19:24:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;these chicken fingers taste really nasty.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;bluckth..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;talked to elyse on the phone for a while &amp;lt;3 it was nice.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;uhm yea, now i get to go and get dressed and go to sylvan. and i really dont want to. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;oh well.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;thats about it i think.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;this journals going to be friends only very soon i think.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lovesuicidexx:41559</id>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-21T10:06:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-21T15:13:14Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-21T15:13:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't mind spending every day out on your corner in the pouring rain look for the girl with the broken smile ask her if she wants to stay awhile she &lt;u&gt;will&lt;/u&gt; be loved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;this video has been on all morning and all of last night, but the song is so amazing, and i didnt remember that i had burned the marroon 5 cd from my sister. :)&lt;/p&gt;
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lovesuicidexx:41384</id>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-21T09:01:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-21T14:05:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-21T14:05:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">confessions reminds me of my cousin and jeffery. and i never realized it until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see. i was going to call nina just now, but her lazy ass prolly wont be awake for 2 more hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some guys came to my door and rang the doorbell...i didnt answer. then they called my house on the cell phone looking for my mom or dad, so i hung up after 10 minutes of putting the phone down on the table next to me. just because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea thats it. ive been sitting in this house for too damn long. i need to get out</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lovesuicidexx:41003</id>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-21T07:15:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-21T12:36:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-21T12:36:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Train//Ordinary</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[this entry is mostly me bitching so if you dont want to read complaints, dont read it]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i love it that when i finally get the nerve up to bitch about something it gets turned around to be my fault. thanks mom&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and i also love it when i cant sleep. i went to bed at 2 and didnt sleep at all.&amp;nbsp;and we have no coffee in my house. so instead im drinking &amp;nbsp;diet coke with lime, which reminds me of the hotel in glen ellyn. which then makes me depressed. well not depressed, but i just sit around the house and mope. last night my dad was like "why are you so quiet?" and i didnt even say anything. my aunt was so leineant with us it wasnt even funny. i get used to it and then i have to come back here and be home by 11 or im grounded.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i officially want to go clubbing right now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;where in the hell is my trance cd. i'm going to find that right now. not like it matters, cuz i can leave this up and it wont matter.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;found it. lord i've missed this. :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;im thinking im gonna call amanda so that she can come over and we can watch romeo and juliet today. we finally rent it and we dont watch it. hahha&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i love the strobe lights in Usher's "Yeah" video. just thought i would comment on those. cuz i have nothing else to do. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so when you stay up all night watching videos on MTV and VH1 you see alot of ones that you dont see during the day. like all the older ones. they played lifehouse and the calling last night, 2 of my all time favorite songs too. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;AH HAHA VH1 right now, Beastie Boys "Ch-Check It Out" joe would laugh at me. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think I like VH1's videos better. only because they dont play nearly half as much shitty rap videos. yea.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;right. i think im done with this completely pointless entry. just because if anyone &lt;strong&gt;does &lt;/strong&gt;read this they're going to be bored as hell. &lt;/p&gt;
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lovesuicidexx:40936</id>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-20T15:37:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-20T20:43:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-20T20:43:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://tb14.stratosfera.cz/obrazky2/cosmogirl/51336s.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and make this into a friends only banner for me?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;im technoligically challanged and have no idea how to do it. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i'll love you forever&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lovesuicidexx:40289</id>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-20T13:03:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-20T18:04:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-20T18:04:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im really fucking aggrivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea</content>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-20T12:20:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-20T17:20:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-20T17:20:27Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lovesuicidexx:39686</id>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-20T11:26:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-20T16:32:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-20T16:32:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;01&lt;strong&gt;. I have a cell phone &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;02. I'm obsessed with new things. &lt;br&gt;03. I'm the youngest child. &lt;br&gt;04. I am a shopoholic. &lt;br&gt;05. I love my gauged ears. &lt;br&gt;06. &lt;strong&gt;I love wearing a lot of black eyeliner&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;07. &lt;strong&gt;I love Daquiris.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;08. &lt;strong&gt;I love the weekends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;09. I can't live without lipgloss. &lt;br&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;I can't live without music. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. I lived in Tahoe.&lt;br&gt;12.&lt;strong&gt; I spend money I have.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;13. I'll be in college for over 4 years. &lt;br&gt;14. I love designer handbags (Coach, Burberry, Louis Vuitton) &lt;br&gt;15. &lt;strong&gt;I get annoyed easily. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;16. &lt;strong&gt;I eventually want kids.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;17. I like the Backstreet Boys.&lt;br&gt;18. &lt;strong&gt;I have more than a couple horrible memories.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;19. I'm addicted to Degrassi.&lt;br&gt;20.&lt;strong&gt; I am a person.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;21. &lt;strong&gt;My first kiss was unexpected.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;22. I start school on Jan 4th or 5th &lt;br&gt;23. &lt;strong&gt;I love taking pictures.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;24. &lt;strong&gt;I hate girls who are fake. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;25. &lt;strong&gt;I can be mean when I want to.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;26. &lt;strong&gt;My dreams are bizzare. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;27. I am bisexual. &lt;br&gt;28. I have way too many pairs of shoes. &lt;br&gt;29. &lt;strong&gt;I've seen "She's All That" at least 50 times. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;30. &lt;strong&gt;I dress how I feel that day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;31. I love Charmed.&lt;br&gt;32. &lt;strong&gt;Sometimes I cry for almost no reason.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;33. I hate when people are ridiculously late. &lt;br&gt;34.&lt;strong&gt; I procrastinate.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;35. Winter is my least favorite season. &lt;br&gt;36. I have way to many clothes&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;37.&lt;strong&gt; I love to sleep. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;38. &lt;strong&gt;I wish I were smarter. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;39. I am the hottest guy &lt;br&gt;40.&lt;strong&gt; I have a lot of drama&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;41. No one knows my full story of my life. &lt;br&gt;42. I love my hair. &lt;br&gt;43. &lt;strong&gt;I sometimes fight with my parents.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;44.&lt;strong&gt; I love the beach!!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;45.&lt;strong&gt; I have had the chicken pox.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;46. I'm excited for the future. &lt;br&gt;47. I can't control my emotions. &lt;br&gt;48&lt;strong&gt;. I can't wait till New Year's. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;49. I love the show 'Rich Girls' &lt;br&gt;50.&lt;strong&gt; I love my friends. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;51. &lt;strong&gt;Christmas is my favorite holiday &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;52.&lt;strong&gt; I can be very insecure sometimes. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;53. I have had a broken bone. &lt;br&gt;54. &lt;strong&gt;I hate ignorant people.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;55. I love my laptop. &lt;br&gt;56. &lt;strong&gt;I love guys that play the guitar. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;57. &lt;strong&gt;I state the obvious.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;58. I'm a happy person.&lt;br&gt;59. &lt;strong&gt;I love to dance. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;60. I love to sing. &lt;br&gt;61. &lt;strong&gt;I hate cleaning my room. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;62. I tend to get jealous very easily. &lt;br&gt;63. I like to play video games.&lt;br&gt;64. I love John Mayer &lt;br&gt;65. &lt;strong&gt;I hate when I see animals/people getting hurt/abused.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;66. I'm a vegetarian/vegan/don't eat beef.&lt;br&gt;67. &lt;strong&gt;I don't like to study for tests.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;68. I love Play-Doh. &lt;br&gt;69. &lt;strong&gt;I am too forgiving. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;70. &lt;strong&gt;I have a good sense of direction.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;71. I like high school. &lt;br&gt;72. I have a talent of sweet talking my way out of things. &lt;br&gt;73. I don't drink enough to get drunk. &lt;br&gt;74.&lt;strong&gt; I love kisses on the forehead.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;75. &lt;strong&gt;I love the color blue&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;76. I don't sew. &lt;br&gt;77.&lt;strong&gt; I am not addicted to drugs. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;78. I love the Olsen twins.&lt;br&gt;79. I'm gonna try out for the softball team. &lt;br&gt;80. &lt;strong&gt;I become stressed easily. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;81.&lt;strong&gt; I hate liars. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;82.&lt;strong&gt; I like comfy sweatpants. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;83. Bam Margera is AWESOME!!!!!! &lt;br&gt;84.&lt;strong&gt; I love the smell of fresh laundry.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;85. &lt;strong&gt;I love my family.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;86. I don't mind getting shots. &lt;br&gt;87. &lt;strong&gt;I am a perfectionist when it comes to certain things. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;88.&lt;strong&gt; I always wanted to learn to play the drums. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;89.&lt;strong&gt; I hate the feeling of failure.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;90.&lt;strong&gt; I am still a virgin.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;91&lt;strong&gt;. I would love to have my own fashion line.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;92.&lt;strong&gt; I can be quite selfish.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;93. I still act like a little kid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;94. &lt;strong&gt;Above all, I despise dishonesty. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;95.&lt;strong&gt; I can stay on the computer forever&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;96. &lt;strong&gt;I loVe music. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;97. &lt;strong&gt;I wish I was more motivated when it comes to school. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;98. &lt;strong&gt;I love getting stuff in the mail.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;99.&lt;strong&gt; I have problems letting go of people.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;100. &lt;strong&gt;I hate the feeling of being alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-20T11:05:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-20T16:10:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-20T16:10:05Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;last night amanda and elyse came over. we watched thirteen. then i made elyse a pizza. and amanda had some coffee cake. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;now im sitting here doing nothing. and im &lt;strong&gt;damn &lt;/strong&gt;annoyed that i cant see my user picture when i comment and shit. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i get to do the dishes today. and i also get to mow the lawn.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;joy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;thats about it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i have no idea what the hell is going on for warped tour. dont know about the plans and what not. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;yea im done&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lovesuicidexx:39335</id>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-19T18:55:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-19T23:56:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-19T23:56:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i&lt;br /&gt;cant&lt;br /&gt;see&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;br /&gt;user&lt;br /&gt;picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is wrong with this fucking thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;amandas getting the movies as we speak, yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stick that in your pipe and smoke it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lovesuicidexx:39013</id>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-19T18:14:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-19T23:15:14Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-19T23:15:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;amanda is coming over, and bringing movies.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;D im excited.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;elyse is supposed to come over too...but shes calling when she gets home.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;lalala&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;..and i still love the calling&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-19T17:31:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-19T22:56:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-19T22:56:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M E&lt;br /&gt;Full Name: melissa ann&lt;br /&gt;Age: 15&lt;br /&gt;Sex: female&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: april 2 1989&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live: naperville&lt;br /&gt;Where else have you lived: aurora&lt;br /&gt;What school do you go to: naperville central&lt;br /&gt;What year are you: sophomore&lt;br /&gt;Where were you born: aurora&lt;br /&gt;What hospital: the one out there..&lt;br /&gt;Are you religious: i guess&lt;br /&gt;What religion are you: catholic&lt;br /&gt;Hair color: brown and boring as hell&lt;br /&gt;Ever died your hair: cant say that i have&lt;br /&gt;Hair length: do you want me to measure it with a ruler?! how the fuck am i supposed to know&lt;br /&gt;Eye color: brown&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5'4"ish&lt;br /&gt;Have any pets: no&lt;br /&gt;Whats their names: his name was max, but my grandma conspired with my mom and killed him when we were on vacation in colorado.&lt;br /&gt;Siblings: Kristen and Matthew&lt;br /&gt;What do you fear most in the world: rejection, failure, and being alone&lt;br /&gt;If you could do anything without consequences, what would it be: whatever the hell i want&lt;br /&gt;Do you have braces:...psh yea&lt;br /&gt;Do you have glasses: mm hm.&lt;br /&gt;Are you good at school: yea frikken right.&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size: 8-8 1/2&lt;br /&gt;F A V O R I T E S&lt;br /&gt;Color: baby doll pink and baby blue&lt;br /&gt;Season: spring or fall&lt;br /&gt;Month: december or april&lt;br /&gt;Fruit: strawberries&lt;br /&gt;Veggie: green beans. hahaha im so lame&lt;br /&gt;Sport: lacrosse&lt;br /&gt;Movie: The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;T.V. show: One Tree Hill, The OC, Boy Meets World&lt;br /&gt;Food: salad..sure&lt;br /&gt;Drink: whatever&lt;br /&gt;Band: The Calling&lt;br /&gt;Store: Charlotte Russe&lt;br /&gt;Pizza Topping: cheese&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream flavor: Ben and Jerry's Chocolate CHip cookie dough&lt;br /&gt;Video game: SSX 2&lt;br /&gt;F R E E A S S O C I A T I O N&lt;br /&gt;Bill: clinton&lt;br /&gt;Britney: murphy&lt;br /&gt;Lamb: chop&lt;br /&gt;Bubba: sparxx&lt;br /&gt;Victoria: Secret&lt;br /&gt;Ass: munch&lt;br /&gt;Moo: moo&lt;br /&gt;Bambi:the deer in the movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T H I S O R T H A T&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast or Dinner: dinner&lt;br /&gt;Day or Night: night&lt;br /&gt;Radio or Cd's: cd's&lt;br /&gt;Internet or Phone: either one&lt;br /&gt;Summer or winter: summer&lt;br /&gt;Love or lust: love&lt;br /&gt;Mcdonalds or Burger king: mcdonalds, yo.&lt;br /&gt;Hardee's or Arby's: neither&lt;br /&gt;Coffee or tea: coffee&lt;br /&gt;Coke or pepsi: pepsi&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Pibb or Dr. Pepper: dr. pepper&lt;br /&gt;Britney or Christina: both&lt;br /&gt;Hamburgers or hotdogs: hamburgers&lt;br /&gt;Markers or colored pencils: markers&lt;br /&gt;Boxers or briefs: boxers..but that totally reminded me of cameran on real world in the shit they should have shown where she says "i'll wear my man panties" HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Skittles or M&amp;M's: peanut m&amp;ms'&lt;br /&gt;Truth or dare: truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L O V E L I F E&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a crush: mm hm&lt;br /&gt;What is the biggest turn off: guys who are assholes&lt;br /&gt;What is the biggest turn on: music, clothes, personality. the normal stuff&lt;br /&gt;Do you think there is a person for everyone: sure&lt;br /&gt;Where is the best place to be kissed: neck or lips&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight: mm..not really&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in love: no&lt;br /&gt;What do you think love is: shrug&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a b/f or g/f: cant say that i do&lt;br /&gt;Do you want one: who doesnt?&lt;br /&gt;When was your first kiss: i honestly dont remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P A S T &lt;br /&gt;First grade teacher's name: mrs. burns&lt;br /&gt;Last song you sang: The Calling- Things will go my way&lt;br /&gt;Last meal you ate: lunch&lt;br /&gt;Last person you kissed: ---&lt;br /&gt;Last person you made out with: ---&lt;br /&gt;Last person you did more with: ---&lt;br /&gt;Last person you flipped off: some mexican who honked at me&lt;br /&gt;Last song stuck in your head: The Calling- THings will go my way&lt;br /&gt;Last time you were burned: a while ago&lt;br /&gt;How: i dont remember&lt;br /&gt;Last time you bled: uhm. i dont know haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P R E S E N T&lt;br /&gt;What's in your CD player: the calling durr&lt;br /&gt;What's under your bed: dust bunnies&lt;br /&gt;What's the weather like: i have no idea&lt;br /&gt;What time did you wake up today: 9:30 :( &lt;br /&gt;F U T U R E&lt;br /&gt;Who do you want to marry: how the hell do you expect me to know&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to college: hope so&lt;br /&gt;If so, how long do you want to go: however long it takes&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to go: colorado &lt;br /&gt;What is your career going to be: i have no idea&lt;br /&gt;Where are you going to live: colorado, england, or new york&lt;br /&gt;How many kids do you want: 2&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want your honeymoon: somewhere nice&lt;br /&gt;H A V E Y O U E V E R&lt;br /&gt;Smoked: no&lt;br /&gt;Been Drunk: yea&lt;br /&gt;Been high: no&lt;br /&gt;Done drugs: no&lt;br /&gt;Had sex: no&lt;br /&gt;Skinny dipped: hahah yea&lt;br /&gt;Partied until the sun came up: yessm&lt;br /&gt;Stole: no&lt;br /&gt;Stayed up all night on the internet: no&lt;br /&gt;Met someone off the internet (in person): nope&lt;br /&gt;Cried over a guy/girl: yea&lt;br /&gt;Been in a fist fight: yea&lt;br /&gt;Been in a cat fight: haha yea&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to kill someone: sure?&lt;br /&gt;Fell off a chair: mm hm&lt;br /&gt;Kissed the same sex:...uh huh&lt;br /&gt;Had feelings for the same sex: hahaha no cant say that i have&lt;br /&gt;Lap danced: lap danced..not that i remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O T H E R&lt;br /&gt;Do you belive in the horoscopes: not really, but sometimes what it says comes true&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your handwriting: sure&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any piercings: ears&lt;br /&gt;Any tattoos: no&lt;br /&gt;If so where: --&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in heaven: yea&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in God: yea&lt;br /&gt;Do you think there is a hell: yup, i've been there ;)&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in the devil: mm hm&lt;br /&gt;What is the one place you have to visit before you die: italy, or alaska&lt;br /&gt;When you get mad, do you swear a lot: oh yea&lt;br /&gt;Are you a good speller: probably not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-19T11:12:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-19T16:45:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-19T16:45:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kelly Clarkson//Low</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;im &lt;strong&gt;home&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;whippety wahh&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the only thing i hate about coming home from being at steph's house is that i never have anything to do. haha.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so lets see&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;thursday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; wait for justin and shaun to call us back from being at the bar. me steph and kathy are waiting at jewel in the parking lot. steph and kathy end up peeing in the parking lot behind a bush. so the shaun calls and tells us that he has left scott and holaf on the side of the road because they were fighting in the car. so we go to justins and see his fucking sweet dog Kilo. smartest dog i have ever seen. hung out with justin and&amp;nbsp;shaun at justin's until 5 in the morning, got home, tried to sneak upstairs, and my aunt hears. we get in trouble, because she was worried sick about us. but...we got to go out the next night. we later hear that scott and holaf have to call cab to get them. and the reason that the fight broke out...i guess holaf said that scott has a receding hair line. hahahahahahahah even though he doesnt. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;friday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hung out with the boys again. did nothing. watched a bootleg copy of dodgeball. that was it. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;saturday&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; hung out with the boys...again. haha. nathan and shaun rent hotel room, because we have no where to hang out. fun night. i end up running into a car mirror, and set off alarm...at one in the morning. let's just say, we were all running shreiking to holaf to find his car &lt;strong&gt;fast&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunday&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/u&gt; went to the fest. saw jefferey. some kid came up and gave me a cd. its not very good. but him and his friends end up following us and we ask for their number. they walk us to our car, and on the way, are jumping over mailboxes etc. and sticking stickers on us. i get one stuck on my mouth. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and now, im home doing nothing. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i never realized how much i missed club music until last night. M&amp;amp;R music is absolutely amazing &lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;amanda might come over tonight to hang out. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;no sylvan. thank god. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hm. i think thats all. naperville is boring as hell man. lskdjf&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-15T13:30:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-15T18:31:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-15T18:31:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table align="center" width="250"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:18px;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I AM 52% EMO!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fuali.com/test.aspx?id=105"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fuali.com/pix/105/3.gif" alt="52% EMO" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:10px;font-family:Verdana"&gt;Well.. I've made the cut!  Now I'll go buy some promise rings and knit myself a sweater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:12px;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fuali.com/test.aspx?id=105"&gt;Take the EMO test at Fuali.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah knit myself a sweater</content>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-15T11:58:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-15T17:37:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-15T17:37:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. First Name: melissa&lt;br&gt;2. Hair Color:.brown&lt;br&gt;3. Middle Name: ann&lt;br&gt;4. Hair Style: straight right now&lt;br&gt;5. Eye Color: brown&lt;br&gt;6. Height: 5'5"ish&lt;br&gt;8. Birthday: april 2nd&lt;br&gt;9. Zodiac Sign: aries&lt;br&gt;10. Do you have a girlfriend/boyfriend?: cant say that i do&lt;br&gt;11. Do you have a crush?: yea&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Favorites&lt;br&gt;1. Favorite Animal: penguin&lt;br&gt;2. Favorite Sport: lacrosse rocks my socks&lt;br&gt;3. Favorite Color(s): pink black red and blue&lt;br&gt;4. Favorite Friend(s): elyse, amanda, alex, steph, mike,&amp;nbsp;brian, and will&lt;br&gt;6. Favorite Song(s): Iris- Goo Goo Dolls, Whereever you will go- The Calling, Things will go my way- The Calling&lt;br&gt;7. Favorite Movie Quote: "its called a lance, hello" and there are way too many more. but i love that one from a knights tale&lt;br&gt;8. Favorite Store:. charlotte russe&lt;br&gt;9. Favorite Feeling: being happy&lt;br&gt;10. Favorite Shoe:. i like all my shoes&lt;br&gt;11. Favorite Scent: victorias secret heavenly&lt;br&gt;12. Do You Wear Make-Up?: yup&lt;br&gt;13. Which is more important, personality or looks?: personality&lt;br&gt;14. What kind of personality do you like in a guy/girl?: as long as they arent an asshole, its good&lt;br&gt;15. Do you move fast or slow in a relationship?: slow&lt;br&gt;16. What is your idea of the perfect guy/girl?: uh i have no idea&lt;br&gt;17. Would you ever ask someone out?: yea&lt;br&gt;18. Do you prefer blondes or brunettes?:.doesnt matter to me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Love, Life &amp;amp; Friends&lt;br&gt;1. What is the first thing you notice about somone?: their eyes&lt;br&gt;2. When's the last time you cried?: a couple days ago&lt;br&gt;3. What do you want to be when you grow up?: hm. a psycologist? or a photographer.. i have no idea&lt;br&gt;4. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?: earl my penguin bitch&lt;br&gt;5. How far have you gotten?: hahah not that far thanks&lt;br&gt;6. Do you like someone right now?:. didnt you already ask this one?&lt;br&gt;7. Do they know?: yup&lt;br&gt;8. Do you have a best friend?: &lt;strong&gt;not at the moment.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Had a serious talk?: yup&lt;br&gt;2. Hugged someone?: uh huh&lt;br&gt;3. Gotten along well with your parents?: sometimes&lt;br&gt;4. Fought with a friend?: yup&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you like to...&lt;br&gt;1. Do you like to give hugs? yea &lt;br&gt;2. Give back rubs?: mm not really&lt;br&gt;3. Take walks in the rain?: i love those&lt;br&gt;4. Do you ever have one of those falling dreams?: psh yea i do&lt;br&gt;5. What is on the walls of your room?: purple, stars, stripes, posters&lt;br&gt;6. When you chew gum, what etc..kind?: uhm orbit spearmint&lt;br&gt;7. Do you use chap stick?: i use carmex&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In the last month have/did you...&lt;br&gt;1. Drink?: no&lt;br&gt;2. Smoke?: no&lt;br&gt;3. Drugs?:no&lt;br&gt;4. Have Sex?:nope&lt;br&gt;5. Made Out?: yea&lt;br&gt;6. Go on a date?:nope&lt;br&gt;8. Go to the mall?:yea&lt;br&gt;9. Eaten an entire box of Oreos?:cant say that i have&lt;br&gt;10. Eaten sushi?: yuck, no&lt;br&gt;11. Been on stage?:mm nope &lt;br&gt;12. Been dumped?:nope&lt;br&gt;13: Had someone unfaithful to you?:nope&lt;br&gt;14. Watched The Smurfs?: nope..but i did watch Papa smurf can i lick yo ass..does that count?&lt;br&gt;15. Hiked a mountain?: =( no i miss the mountains&lt;br&gt;16. Made homemade cookies?: uh huh&lt;br&gt;17. Been in love?: nope&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;More stuff.&lt;br&gt;1. Are you popular?: yea right are you kidding&lt;br&gt;2. Are you pretty?: nope&lt;br&gt;4. What is your favorite word to say: twisted&lt;br&gt;5. What is your favorite phrase to say?: what in the fucking hell is going on?&lt;br&gt;6.what are you doing right now?: this and watching room raiders and talking to miss amanda on the telephone&lt;br&gt;7. What song are you listening to?: not listening to one &lt;br&gt;8. What are you wearing?: sweat pants and a grey tank top&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Preferences-pick.&lt;br&gt;1. Cold or hot?: cold&lt;br&gt;2. Lace or satin?: satin&lt;br&gt;3. Blue or Red?: red&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;4. New or old?: mm old..no new..i cant decide&lt;br&gt;5. Rain or snow?: rain all the way&lt;br&gt;6. Give or receive?: give&lt;br&gt;7. Wool or cotton?: cotton&lt;br&gt;8. Rose or Daisy?: rose&lt;br&gt;9. Private school or public school?: public school&lt;br&gt;10. Chocolate milk or plain milk?: both&lt;br&gt;11. Celsius or Fahrenheit?:&amp;nbsp; fahrenheit&lt;br&gt;12. Spring or Fall?: both&lt;br&gt;13. Inny or outty?: inny&lt;br&gt;14. Now or then?: now&lt;br&gt;15. How many fingers am I holding up?: 8&lt;br&gt;16. Scent?: rampage&lt;br&gt;17. English or Math?: english. &lt;br&gt;18. Bath or shower?: shower&lt;br&gt;19. Bedtime phrase?: good night&lt;br&gt;20. Self-stick or lick?: what? are we talking about stamps? hahahahah&lt;br&gt;21. Cursive or print?: combo of both&lt;br&gt;22. Do you like surprises?: sometimes&lt;br&gt;23. Paranoid or Cautious?: paranoid&lt;br&gt;24. Heights or Crowds?: heights&lt;br&gt;25. Half-full or half-empty?: half full&lt;br&gt;26. Top or bottom?: mmm top&lt;br&gt;27. do you/Would you dye your hair?: i dont dye it, but i would&lt;br&gt;28. Speeding or running red lights?: speeding&lt;br&gt;29. Gold or silver?: silver&lt;br&gt;30. Bad habits?: being shy, biting my nails, procrastination&lt;br&gt;31. Piercing?:. ears&lt;br&gt;32. Erogenous Zone(s)?: what the hell does that mean? hahaha&lt;br&gt;33. "Maybe" or "Mebbe?": maybe&lt;br&gt;35. What do you wish you'd done?: stayed friends with alex and amanda, and not been such a bitch &lt;br&gt;36. Fetish?: uhm dont really have one&lt;br&gt;37. Do you have one of THOSE voices?: sometimes&lt;br&gt;38. Jammies or naked?: jammies&lt;br&gt;39. Neurotic or psychotic?: psychotic&lt;br&gt;40. Do you talk to yourself?: all the time&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;current mood: pissed, but happy&lt;br&gt;current music: none&lt;br&gt;current taste: diet dr. pepper&lt;br&gt;current hair: messsy&lt;br&gt;current smell: the air&lt;br&gt;current longing: a certain someone&lt;br&gt;current desktop picture: autographed camino palmero cd..signed by mr. alex band. &amp;lt;3&lt;br&gt;current favorite artist: the calling, or saraphine..i dont know&lt;br&gt;current color of toenails: pink&lt;br&gt;current worry: alot of shit. mostly if i can go to stephs&lt;br&gt;current crush: you all know who that is&lt;br&gt;current hate: alot of things&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. what's the story behind your dj username? i love the song, I'll Be by edwin mcain, and i love that line where he says "I'll be love suicide"&lt;br&gt;2. name five [5] of your favorite foods. cinnamon toast crunch, mini tacos, pasta, chipolte, push pops&lt;br&gt;3. have you ever had a makeover? mm i dont think so. &lt;br&gt;4. name all members of the beatles. John. Paul. George. Ringo.&lt;br&gt;5. what's the longest time you've stayed out of the country/where? a month, england and france&lt;br&gt;6. one thing you're grateful for today.my amazing friends&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-15T10:42:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-15T15:43:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-15T15:43:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;hello.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i have nothing to say.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i have to clean some more today. and i only get $20 for doing the whole house.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;my cousin isnt home, and im scared to ask if i can go out there..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;thats about it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;im going to go and clean now&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-13T21:02:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-14T02:04:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-14T02:04:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>paul oakenfold, yo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;step one: stay on moms and dad's good side&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;step two: ask if i can go to steph's for the weekend&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;step three: find some money&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;....&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;thats what i need to do. god i hope i can go.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;slkdjf&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2 hours of algebra tonight. my head hurts. hahahha&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;g'night&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-13T15:47:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-13T20:55:24Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-13T20:55:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Calling//One by One</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;just got home from seeing sleepover with elyse and gianna. that must have been the stupidest movie i have ever seen. hahahahah you could totally see that fuzzy black microphone at the top of the screen. me and elyse were laughing so hard.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;finishing the laundry. then going to sylvan.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but im still in an amazing mood. im just really happy right now. shrug&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hm...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;dont know what else to talk about. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so i think im going to go now. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;33&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we stand beneath the sun with arms high open wide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lovesuicidexx:37054</id>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-13T12:28:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-13T17:32:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-13T17:32:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fuck you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;.....&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;going out with elyse and her sister to see sleepover in a little while. hahhaha it looks so lame. but oh well.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;nina got her modeling thing. so did caley. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;its 12:30..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i have to sort laundry and make it look like i actually tried.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;psh.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;lkdjflskdjflksdjflksdjflkjsdfslkdjfsdlkfjsldkjfsldjflsjdflsjdfweoiwoiweksadlsdgwskoiweuroiwuerosjdlfsdlfkwieotujosijglsdjglksdjglskjdglsdjkglsdjglsdjglskdjg&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;there&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;now im better &lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;D&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lovesuicidexx:36728</id>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-13T10:51:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-13T15:52:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-13T15:52:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;my parents have been asking about my report card...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and my mom wants me to call the school and ask where it is.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;great.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im screwed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lovesuicidexx:36495</id>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-13T09:03:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-13T14:08:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-13T14:08:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;.....&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I found out that we're all breaking hearts, that we're all broekn hearts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;if only love could find us all if only hearts didnt have to fall we can't mislead to make things right, so instead &lt;u&gt;we'll sleep alone tonight&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;......&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;these walls we made are glass, and they have been known to crack but until then, you'll keep pushing my way, and i'll keep pushing you away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you want to take a chance and try to make things right you better have a reason to be loved we all want something more and it is worth fighting for...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and if somehow fate were in my hands, would it be enough to understand why we feel so lost in a world so small if only love could find us all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lovesuicidexx:36134</id>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-13T08:34:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-13T13:59:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-13T13:59:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Calling//Anything</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i hurt all over. it hurts to move my shoulders.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;im eating my ice cream from cold stone for breakfast. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i probably cant even do anything today. i have to clean like the whole bottom part of the house..and then i have sylvan from 5-8 again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i need to talk to steph. i want to get away from naperville for a couple of days. just because.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;...i dont even want to move out of this seat. i dont want to clean and i just want to sit here and listen to the calling. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;....i need a saraphine concert......&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;fuck this.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If i have to crawl, get down on my knees, whatever it takes, i'll do anything, i'd take the stars right out of the sky for you, i'd take the world give you the sun, the moon, for all of times, forever loving you,whatever you need whatever it takes, i'll do anything, if i have to crawl get down on my knees, whatever it takes, i'll do anything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lovesuicidexx:35921</id>
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    <title>lovesuicidexx @ 2004-07-12T21:32:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-13T02:35:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-13T02:35:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Calling</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i.am.so.sunburned.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and im tired as hell.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;went to cypress cove with my aunt tracie and my brother and sister. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;---------------&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;seriously, i have no idea why i even try anymore. im sick of all of this. and i need someone to talk to. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;---------------&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;tomorrow..nothing to do. oh wait, i have a list of chores. lovely...not like anyone would want to hang out anyways.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;whatever.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;im going to bed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;woke up, bent and broken just to find out that fate had spoken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i have frikken goosebumps..and i dont know if its from this song, or if its because im freezing. haha&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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