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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 Sep 2006 21:41:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;moved to &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_squidbeardz&apos; lj:user=&apos;squidbeardz&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://squidbeardz.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://squidbeardz.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;squidbeardz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Aug 2006 18:52:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>think of your life before you and your boyfriend were living together. sure, you felt alone and you wanted that &quot;certain someone&quot; to be with, but that someone has made everyone else in your life want to not be around you after getting to really know who you chose as your significant other. i don&apos;t hate you, but my life is a lot better without the jon bullshit i really don&apos;t need anymore. i still tried to talk to you and be good friends, but your lame &quot;you make me nervous like a schoolgirl crush so i can&apos;t talk to you&quot; responses pissed me off and has made me give up on even trying to talk to you since we&apos;re obviously nowhere near as close to eachother as you say we were or you wouldn&apos;t have a problem talking to me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe if you would have left your boyfriend when you had the chance you wouldn&apos;t feel like dying. maybe you would be happy. maybe you and i would be together right now and this update would have never happend, even though it&apos;s the red alert that i still care about you, but so do a lot of people, you just suck at keeping thoughs important to you close and you&apos;re really awesome and hurting everyone you know one way or another. i just refuse to be in your life if jon&apos;s in it aswell considering i know i&apos;ll be found in a ditch, because i said &quot;you&apos;re so goofy&quot; to the wrong person whenever he was fucked up on whatever he likes to go overboard on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;he&apos;s not like this all of the time, it&apos;s cool&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, alright</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Aug 2006 04:23:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the summer of derek the tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img217.imageshack.us/img217/6414/suckittd9.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the summer of john adams takes office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img236.imageshack.us/img236/9022/alwrightui0.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the summer of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img218.imageshack.us/img218/5808/awayhs3.png&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Apr 2006 05:57:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>occasionally i like to talk to mirrors so i never have to explain myself</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 25 Mar 2006 01:07:06 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>remember the telephone conversation we had the night before i left for washington and when you said, &quot;please don&apos;t forget about me&quot;? &quot;i couldn&apos;t forget you if i tried.&quot; remember the telephone conversation we had when i got back and when i said, &quot;i missed you so much&quot;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what, i miss you so much that i couldn&apos;t forget you if i tried</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 05 Mar 2006 10:06:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>dear, joshua trueba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the worst thing that has ever happend to me. you were the first person i fully trusted and all you ever did was lie to me. now because of you i can no longer trust anyone and i am constantly parinoid. what you put me through was unnesessary and if you had any feelings what so ever, you would apoligize for causing me so much bullshit, but you are just a pretty face with nothing to show for it. i still tried to be your friend and i still wished you well, but what you did tonight was the most arrogant and inconsiderate thing that i have ever incounterd. did you think it was going to be a big blow to my feelings? did you think that it was going to hurt me? were you trying to make me cry? congradulations, you are one sorry sack of shit and i know you well enough to say that with confidence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: this does not concern you unless you are joshua trueba, so please keep your fucking comments to yourself, you don&apos;t know what you&apos;re talking about.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 09 Feb 2006 23:06:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>travis lemer,&lt;br /&gt;i am very happy that i got to see you today&lt;br /&gt;when you left i realized how much i missed you&lt;br /&gt;your suprise visits have always been the best&lt;br /&gt;and i want more and more of them</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2005 00:23:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a dream lastnight&lt;br /&gt;i was in a summer beach house&lt;br /&gt;this beach house was five stories and had five star class everything&lt;br /&gt;from the bed linnin to the gormet cuisine served in every meal&lt;br /&gt;i was there with every girl i had ever envied&lt;br /&gt;every girl i was ever jealous of&lt;br /&gt;everywhere i turned, someone was there looking down on me&lt;br /&gt;someone was there with such amazing beauty i could never achieve&lt;br /&gt;personality far exceeding mine&lt;br /&gt;i was the bottom of the foodchain&lt;br /&gt;as i was walking to my room&lt;br /&gt;there was a little girl her eyes already in tears&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t recall her name&lt;br /&gt;she was waiting outside my bedroom door&lt;br /&gt;long black hair&lt;br /&gt;dazzling green eyes&lt;br /&gt;skinny figuer&lt;br /&gt;blue sun dress&lt;br /&gt;gorgeous face&lt;br /&gt;i could see why i would envy her&lt;br /&gt;she hugged me, held on to me rather, and said &quot;remember the first day we met?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;without embracing her back, i told her i did, yes&lt;br /&gt;i started to feel the tears stain my dress as she looked at me and told me &quot;i thought you were the most amazing person in the whole world&quot; &lt;br /&gt;i told her to stop, that i had to go&lt;br /&gt;she let go of me with her head bowed and started walking toward the opposite direction i was headed&lt;br /&gt;getting my key to unlock my bedroom i came across an old abondoned libraby&lt;br /&gt;antique furnature for reading stations&lt;br /&gt;every piece of literature was ridden with dust&lt;br /&gt;ancient books lined the walls&lt;br /&gt;i found a bench infront of one of the bookshelves&lt;br /&gt;it had sat there since the opening days of the library, begging for the company of someone taking the pleasure in an uncomfortable sit to remind themselves of their posture&lt;br /&gt;i sat with my sholders back, legs crossed at the ankle, head up&lt;br /&gt;just as my father had taught me&lt;br /&gt;i stared at the books i knew i would never read&lt;br /&gt;then my mother sat beside me&lt;br /&gt;&quot;books are your only friends&quot;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up&lt;br /&gt;facing my window sill, where i line my books&lt;br /&gt;my mother came in to wake me not knowing my eyes were already open and ready for the new day&lt;br /&gt;with the same words she has used to wake me for as long as i can remember&lt;br /&gt;&quot;books are your only friends&quot;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m starting to believe her more and more every morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh made up a game&lt;br /&gt;you tell eachother something the other person doesn&apos;t know about ourselves&lt;br /&gt;i honestly wouldn&apos;t want to play with anyone else&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s my favorite thing to do in the whole world&lt;br /&gt;he is my favorite person in the whole world&lt;br /&gt;i am very grateful he is in my life&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve grown dependant on him&lt;br /&gt;knowing he&apos;s not going to be there for me sooner or later&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t know how to stop&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t want to stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cereal is my comfort food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;redroserevolvers: I miss you &lt;br /&gt;redroserevolvers signed off at 4:37:09 PM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darcy is not missing&lt;br /&gt;darcy is not dead&lt;br /&gt;i just wish she would have given me enough time to try to explain&lt;br /&gt;how much i miss her&lt;br /&gt;how much i still need her&lt;br /&gt;i am still waiting for her to come back &lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s ridiculous how little we&apos;ve known eachother&lt;br /&gt;how close we are&lt;br /&gt;yet i haven&apos;t heard from her in months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ashlie suprised me today&lt;br /&gt;i needed her so ridiculously bad&lt;br /&gt;the thirty minutes we spent talking together without jon being there&lt;br /&gt;incredible&lt;br /&gt;she is my diary&lt;br /&gt;only she talks back&lt;br /&gt;i love her very very very much&lt;br /&gt;i worry more about jon than i should&lt;br /&gt;he really is a great guy&lt;br /&gt;i hope they truely are happy together&lt;br /&gt;they both deserve it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear, amanda cooper sooper dooper,&lt;br /&gt;i am going to miss you terribly&lt;br /&gt;it was adorable how you left chocolate, barns&amp;noble gift card, and bradly hathaway&apos;s book in your mail box as my christmas present&lt;br /&gt;[just borrowing hathaway]&lt;br /&gt;still great none the less&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m sorry for asking for a wonka bar again&lt;br /&gt;i was half asleep and being rude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is currently 7:08 in the morning and i just got off the telephone with josh&lt;br /&gt;no matter how bad the conversation started&lt;br /&gt;it still ended with me still caring about him more than ever&lt;br /&gt;he is an incredible best friend&lt;br /&gt;i like the way things worked out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight was definatly the most inspiring nights of my life&lt;br /&gt;i didn&apos;t think it was possible for me to cry this much&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s a mad world</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 May 2005 00:11:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>friends only</description>
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