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  <title>histragicpoem</title>
  <subtitle>i love you too &lt;3</subtitle>
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    <name>i love you too &lt;3</name>
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  <updated>2006-07-22T07:44:25Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:histragicpoem:31498</id>
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    <title>histragicpoem @ 2006-07-22T03:34:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-22T07:43:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-22T07:44:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have absolutely no reason to do this, but I am going to anyways and I don't give a fuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished looking at mine and other peoples OLD live journals and my gay comments to them and my gay entries. Everything just gets me so aggravated, you have no idea. After reading everything I feel like i've wasted my entire life on bullshit and that's why today, I am no where. Now starting from June 27th, 2006, I am making the biggest commitment of my life to do what is best for me and not for others for once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me. I've changed. And I love it. I have no care in the world for anyone but myself, but I don't show it, and I don't bring it upon others. I've learned to move on without the old friends from my past and make new ones and new lovers. Don't get me wrong, I miss and love them still even though we don't talk, but I am much better off where I am now. Recently old friends have been in contact with me, which is nice.. But just hearing them explain about how they have such crazy new lives... It's ridiculous and it makes me sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the girl I used to be "hehehe i love you allllllllll". Nah. I know how to act. I finally have a set personality. And I actually and FINALLY make the attemps to achieve my goals. And you know what? If i've had a crazy ass goal from 2 years ago, I'll do it. I don't care for the concequences or money or what anyone thinks. It's who I am and that's what makes me stronger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the past 2 months, I have limited my friends. I feel much happier now. Because they are all little pitty people to me. Now if you're reading this and I used to love you, I still do, even if we've all moved on with our new lives. It's life. But let's make it like a fairy tail. I have... lol... 21 AIM friends. 51 Myspace friends. And 24 LJ friends on my other account. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped out of school. I stopped smoking pot and drinking. So here I am. Trying to rebuild my life. The life I should have had a long time ago.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:histragicpoem:30819</id>
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    <title>I never wanted to erase your story..</title>
    <published>2006-07-04T08:31:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-04T21:52:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Emery</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Alright. As corny as it sounds, I do miss this Live Journal and I do want to keep it going. So I decided to keep writing in it, but nothing like my other one. This one is going to be lyrics and pictures and such.&amp;nbsp;My feelings, but you won't be able to figure my feelings out. I'm actually that confusing. I suppose I will start tomorrow on it, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_thieves_' lj:user='thieves_' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://users.livejournal.com/thieves_/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/thieves_/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;thieves_&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:histragicpoem:30374</id>
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    <title>histragicpoem @ 2004-07-06T01:14:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-06T05:16:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-21T23:47:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;alright. sorry everyone- if you care.&lt;br&gt;but i changed my username. his tragic poem was getting me annoyed. not sure why. but anyways, now it is _dontdiemydear. don't forget to add me on the friends list again.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/_dontdiemydear"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;clickie here yo!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:histragicpoem:29713</id>
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    <title>pull the plug -</title>
    <published>2004-07-06T04:50:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-06T04:50:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;alllright.. i know i have been writing in this junk a lot. but i got this from josh. and i am sure he wants to fill it out.. riiight? &amp;lt;3. so dude, ya'll have to fill it out..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;01. Who are you, what's our relationship:&lt;br&gt;02. How and where did we meet:&lt;br&gt;03. What's my middle name:&lt;br&gt;04. How long have you known me:&lt;br&gt;05. Tell me one good thing about myself:&lt;br&gt;06. When you first saw me what was your impression:&lt;br&gt;07. Have you ever had a crush on me:&lt;br&gt;08. Do you remember one of the 1st things I said to you:&lt;br&gt;09. Describe me in 3 words:&lt;br&gt;10. Do you think i'm good looking(be honest):&lt;br&gt;11. How would you describe me to someone:&lt;br&gt;12. Would you ever date me:&lt;br&gt;13. Tell me one thing you've always wanted to say but never did:&lt;br&gt;14: What do you like most about me:&lt;br&gt;15: If we could spend a day together what would we do:&lt;br&gt;16: Have we ever gotten in a fight:&lt;br&gt;17: Do you think we will be friends for at least 3 or 4 more years:&lt;br&gt;18. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.&lt;br&gt;19. What do you think my weakness is?&lt;br&gt;20. What makes me happy?&lt;br&gt;21. What makes me sad?&lt;br&gt;22. What reminds you of me?&lt;br&gt;23. If you could give me anything what would it be?&lt;br&gt;24. When's the last time you saw me?&lt;br&gt;25. What song (if any) reminds you of me?&lt;br&gt;26. If you could change one thing about me, what would it be?&lt;br&gt;27. Would you make a move on me?&lt;br&gt;28. Do I cross your mind at least 1 time a day?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:histragicpoem:29497</id>
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    <title>give em hell kid &amp;lt;3</title>
    <published>2004-07-06T00:52:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-06T00:55:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my chemical romance; nigga.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="1"&gt;oh baby here comes the sound.&lt;br&gt;i&amp;nbsp;took a train outta new orleans and they shot me full of ephedrine.&lt;br&gt;this is how we like to do it in the murder scene.&lt;br&gt;can we settle up the score?&lt;br&gt;if you were here. I'd never have a fear.&lt;br&gt;so go on live your life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but I miss you more than I did yesterday.&lt;br&gt;you're so far away.&lt;br&gt;so cmon show me how.&lt;br&gt;cause I mean this more than words can ever say.&lt;br&gt;you're beautiful.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;well I'm a total wreck and almost every day.&lt;br&gt;like the firing squad or the mess you made.&lt;br&gt;well don't I look pretty walking down the street.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="1"&gt;in the best damn dress I own?&lt;br&gt;we are young and we don't care.&lt;br&gt;your dreams and your hopeless hair.&lt;br&gt;we never wanted it to be this way.&lt;br&gt;for all our lives.&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do you care at all?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:histragicpoem:29315</id>
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    <title>long lost brother...</title>
    <published>2004-07-05T21:45:40Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-05T21:45:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;nothing happend today. but last night was a lot of fun with laura; she cut my hair. it is pretty short. it looks good, but i need to get my layers done.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;well i am sure ya'll don't know about my long lost brother stosh. his real name is stanely. but it means stosh in polish or whatever. anyways, he is in the army and such. blah blah blah.. and he came home. he is here for another few weeks. &lt;em&gt;not cool&lt;/em&gt;.. so my mom was like "oh look at jennys report card". thanks mom.. so he did. oh yeah, by the way, he is 27, and he is the most immature guy i have ever met. so he was looking at it and he said that ive been skipping all of my classes. i skipped a few. who cares? so we got into a huge arguement about school and such. dude, it is summer, i don't want to hear about it. well he sure did. so i started screaming at him to shut the hell up. oh yeah, his girl friend (who lives in germany) was with him. she is a cool chick, but she deserves better. so then i got so fed up, i walked into my room and slammed the door. (this is getting better).. so he comes running into my room, slammes my door and walks up to me with the most serious face ever. i threatend to hit me (he said it a lot). i looked at him.. i yelled at him. i told him that i am not like the rest of the family, and that i am the better one. because you know what, i think i am&amp;nbsp; (not grade wise), but i know what i am doing. so i called him and my brother a drugie and he flipped out.. dude, he was about to hit me.. he wanted to so bad. his face was so close to mine. and i told him to get out. after he got out, i had a few tears in my eyes.. only because i didn't get to say what i wanted to say. the main thing i wanted to say so bad was that he doesn't matter to me (which he really doesn't) and that he is like a long lost uncle of mine. i also wanted to say that i don't care what he says to me because i won't take anything to heart, he was waisting my time. yeah, so when he left my room, i got a little upset, but i blasted my music and sang sang and sang. i wanted to call you josh, but my mom would flip if she saw that i called you from the phone bill.. i needed to spill my heart out to you about why i hate my brother so much.. oh man, so much.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;tomorrow; i wont be online at all. i dont feel like being on. i just want to sleep and watch tv. i am working also. hmmm.. but on weds i will miss you so much. i love talking to you &amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:histragicpoem:29167</id>
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    <title>histragicpoem @ 2004-07-04T20:21:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-05T00:41:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-05T00:42:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;soo here i am.. chillin with the king.. of all kings. laura king. not sure what we will be up to today, but dennys is happening. maybe around 12 am. then prolly sleeping over at her house. ill be home tomorrow and i got to do laundry, then prolly chill with lisa.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;work was really good today. chilled with different people. i was so nice to my customers for once. it was nice. and i almost passed out.. long story. i got extreamly sick for 5 minutes. really weird. yeah, so everyone knew about it. whatever though.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tonight&lt;/strong&gt;- no idea what is happening. no party. kevin is working until 1. so me and laura are doomed. but dennys then we are going to blow up my hamster (lauras idea haha) nice laura!!! jerk. but naw, fish is for senior year. my brother gave up a bunch of fire crackers so laura decided that we should put some in my hamsters house and light the fuse. tsk tsk tsk. she will not be with my future children. naw man. nope. haha.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;rob; you were late in shoprite today.. you should have came in when joe myers was there. but i need to introduce you to him. i don't naw if i should just give him the application. he is going to need to talk to you. i will see if he is working anytime soon.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;oh yeah, by the way, we think john shaved his head........ &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font&gt;is the red of the rose on your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;coffin door&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. what's life like &lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bleeding&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font&gt;on the floor, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;floor&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the floor.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img61.photobucket.com/albums/v186/histragicpoem/ten.gif"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:histragicpoem:28860</id>
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    <title>i love you too.</title>
    <published>2004-07-04T04:55:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-04T04:55:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>vendetta red</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;today was long as hell.. i worked from 1:30 until 10. i usually don't work that long. but i had someone in my mind that that kept me busy. &amp;lt;3. and i had jess there with me, thank god. so i did not feel too alone. then there is this cart boy.. oh man haha. yum. so anyways, i hope kevin and dave don't mind me and laura next week. i need to have fun for once. i have been working way tooo much lately. i've been away from my friends for a while now. i never get to see lisa as much as usual anymore. josh; you really need to get minutes.. and i really need to talk to my father about my phone. we should run away together. meet up in penn. that would be a dream come true &amp;lt;3.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;i'll &lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KILL&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font&gt;anything. &lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CUT&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font&gt;the throats of babies for them break their hearts for they were them. waiting for &lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font&gt;to say.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;i love you too&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:histragicpoem:28601</id>
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    <title>did you hear? it's all my fault again.</title>
    <published>2004-07-03T04:19:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-03T04:19:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>coheed and cambria</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;im bored.. of course. you people suck. you're so boring. haha jk. &amp;lt;3 yeah, so im talking to josh, mike, rob, and dave. mariah is prolly dead at her computer because she's not talking and laura is prolly sleeping. lisa is sick. hmm.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;i think i got rob a job at shoprite.. niice. you're welcome yo! you just better get your ass over there this weekend. we gotta chill sometime like old times &amp;lt;3. how did you remember my middle name? you're so crazy. i cannot wait until you get the job. it will be tons of fun.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;dude laura, my vandetta red cd dont work.. wtf? :( oh man! kristle, i miss you sooo much. i hope you're alive. you're prolly surfing. jerk.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:histragicpoem:28255</id>
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    <title>i miss you less. with each day you're gone.</title>
    <published>2004-07-02T21:42:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-02T21:42:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>FOLLY</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;yeah, i got this survey from josh's journal &amp;lt;3&lt;br&gt;seemed fun, so now i am trying it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Nicknames: jen, jenny, scotch.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Name Spelled Backwards: nej.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Hometown: brick town.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Grade:&amp;nbsp;junior .&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Birthday: november 18th, 1987.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Age: 16.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; School: brick township high school (old brick)&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Hair color: black.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Height: 5'2, MAYBE 5'3? hah.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Siblings: 5, including myself.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Gender: female.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; --------------HAVE YOU EVER...?-----------&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Missed School Because It Was Raining: yup.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Set Any Body Part On Fire For Amusement: haha steve did.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Kept A Secret From Everyone: not that i know of.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Had An Imaginary Friend: once..&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Cried During A Flick: nope.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Ever Liked A Teacher: no thanks.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Ever Thought An Animated Character was Hot:&amp;nbsp;on a video game. i could just imagin what he would look like if he was real...&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Ever Prank Called Someone: nope.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Been On stage: when i was like, 5.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Fought With Your Parents: all the time.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Wished Upon A Star: yup.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Laughed Until You Cried: haha yes. good times.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Watched A Sunrise/Sunset: once or twice.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Went To The Beach At Night: all the time.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Been Mean: when i have to be.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Been Sarcastic: every day.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Are You Happy: yes ma'am &amp;lt;3.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Are You Talking To Someone Online: josh &amp;lt;3 and dave.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; -------------FAVORITES------------------&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Shampoo: doesn't even matter.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Soap: whichever.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Colors: red, black, green and white.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Day/Night: night.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Kind of music: emo, screamo, hxc.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Favorite soda: cherry coke.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Favorite car: vw beetles and jeep cherokes.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Favorite Perfume or Cologne: candies.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Favorite Radio Station: ugh.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Favorite Website: live journal yo.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Favorite Subject in School: science.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Least Favorite Subject in School: math.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Favorite Sport: kickball and football.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Favorite Song: mcr- the jetset life is gonna kill you.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Favorite Movies: the goonies. never ending story. emporers new grove. billy elliot.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Favorite Place: beach house.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Favorite holiday: my birthday.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Lace Or Satin: who cares?&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Favorite place to chill: beach house.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Favorite ice cream: vinilla with peanut butter swirls&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Favorite Cartoon Character: i love pokemon..&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; --------DO YOU BELIEVE IN----------&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; spirits/ ghost: yup.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; God/Devil: yup.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; the world is goin 2 end: good.. yes.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Love at first site: yup, once i get to see him &amp;lt;3&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; The Big Bang Theory: eh, maybe.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Heaven/Hell: yup.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; ------------------MISC.-----------------&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Who Named You: mommy&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; When Was The last Time You Showered: yesterday, after this im takin one.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Right Next To You: fish tanks.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; What Is Your Computear Desk made Of? idk.. wood i suppose.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; What Was The last Thing You Ate: pizza with mariah.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Who Do You Wanna Spend The Rest Of Your Life with: i don't know yet. so far, my friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; How Many Buddies Do You Have On Your List: 83, and 17 are on.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; How's The Weather Right Now: soo gross.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; What's the weirdest thing you've ever eaten?: nothing?&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; How Do You Eat Oreos: i dont like oreos.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Are You Too Shy To Ask A Girl/Guy Out: yup.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; What will Your First Son's Name be: ace.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Daughter's Name Will Be: davi.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Do You Like Scary Or Happy Movies: scary. but then i get sick after it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Do You Like Talking To People On the phone or in person: like josh said &amp;lt;3&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Lust Or Love: love &amp;lt;3&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Do You Consider Cheerleading A Sport? yup.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Bacon bits or croutons: croutons yo.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; How long can you hold your breath?: not sure.. but over a minute.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Disney World or Disney Land: i don't know.. never been there.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Would you ever strip: no thanks.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Do you do drugs?: not really.. sometimes. as in weed.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Have you ever been skinny-dipping: no.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Do you make fun of people: not anymore.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Have you ever been convicted of a crime: hmmm....&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; One pillow or two: 3.. thank you.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Pets: 1 stupid hampster.. 1 cat and 20 millions of fish.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Piercing or tattoos: ears.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; What's your bedtime: 1 am&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Adidas, Nike or Reebok: ewwwww. none.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Most Embarrasing Moment: none really.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Do you attend a church regularly?: naw.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; What do you look for in the oppisite sex?: band.. i like when they're in a band. kick ass dark hair, taller than me. and cool people to talk to.. and they have to have nice shoes. &amp;lt;3 tight clothes is chill too.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Favorite Quote: "quotes"? naw.. i like lyrics.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Do you like to swim?: yup.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Do you have a job? shoprite baby. cashier.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Pro-life or Pro-choice?: pro life yo.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; pools or oceans?: ocean by far.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Pencil or pen?: pencil.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Who's better boys or girls: ugh.. no comment.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Do you sing in the shower: no.. my brother would kill me.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Who's the best looking person: hmm.. idk?&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; The best way to die: OD'ing for me.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; When do u want to die?: when i turn 70.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Have you ever called a 900 number: maybe once but it was funny..&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Would you ever go bungie-jumping: hell yeah!&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Would you rather be short or tall or semi-tall?: semi tall.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Do you enjoy reading?: sometimes...&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Which Winnie the Pooh character is your fave: eeor or w.e.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; What was the last movie you saw?: emperors new grove.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?: yup.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Do you think you're attractive: naw.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; What movie do you really want to see?: shrek 2.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; What is your biggest wish?: to see josh &amp;lt;3&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Who is the least attractive person you know: idk.. some girl that used to sit with us at lunch haha. she was horrible.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Optimist or Pessimist: what?&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Do you like to dance: i want to learn how to mosh. be the mosh master.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; What do you think of people who drink? its funny.. and fun when they're funny.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; People who do drugs?: depends on what drug and how often they use it.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Better to cry or laugh?: laugh of course.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Do you think men and women could ever just be friends: sure.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;o u bite your nails?: yes.. josh thinks they should be short.. and im trying.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; What's your worst habit?: sleeping.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Did you ever cry over someone of the opposite sex?: a few times. i got over it.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Do you shun nudity?: wha?&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Who in your life is your biggest role model?: my friends.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Do you organize your CD's?: ABC order :o)&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Who makes fun of you the most?: no one.. bitch!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>histragicpoem @ 2004-06-28T20:09:00</title>
    <published>2004-06-29T00:59:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-29T01:01:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>matchbook romance</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday&lt;/strong&gt;- me lisa adam and kyle went to the dashboard show. thrice played &amp;lt;3 them both were fuckin &lt;u&gt;amazing&lt;/u&gt;. two other bands played but they weren't really good... soo.. yeah. but i had tons of fun. thanks guys &amp;lt;33&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunday&lt;/strong&gt;- me lisa and kristle went to LBI. iiii had a lot of fun.. lisa was upset :o( she didn't have mike. i felt really bad. shows she cannot be happy without mike.. ;/. hmm lets see what happend.. we got there&amp;nbsp;around 5; 530? then us three, chris and carr went to the beach. me and lisa didn't go in. we chilled on the rocks. then we went back to the house? i cannot remember. but i remember going to the light house. went back to the house. went to a "party".. but a few people were there. i had a lot of fun though. lisa was on the phone with mike.. i was chillin with the guys and carr. kristle and chris left. i drank a few. i got a kick ass buzz. the guys that were there were chill as fuckin hell!! they were soo cool. funny too. &amp;lt;3. later we went home.. lisa fell to sleep. then me carr kristle and chris went back to the light house. hmm.. it was like double date..&amp;nbsp;me and carr&amp;nbsp;hooked up (don't worry children.. kissy kissy).. then chilled... went back home.. played pool. i must have played pool like 20 times. carr was supposed to teach me how to play pool.. but i ended up kicking his ass. then i FINALLY went to sleep.. which reminds me, i am going to get a test to find out if i have mono or not. sorryyy carr, i warned yooou.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;- woke up from diana calling lisas cell.. 11:00.. then we got up and went to the beach. me kristle and carr chilled in the ocean. fuckin weird bugs every where.. so we got out. went back to the house. played pooool pooool and poooool forreevverr haha i had so much fun. me and lisa -"get the damn 7 man!!" "lisa.. i hate you.. stop going after the 1!!" haha i had so much fun playing it. carr left :o(..&amp;nbsp; but we left around 5 and now i am home.. bored. i better chill with ya'll again yo.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>paper flowers</title>
    <published>2004-06-26T05:14:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-26T05:14:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;today was.. interesting haha. well i chilled with mariah today. we went to her job to get her hours and then to my job. stupid ass me forgot i was wearing flip flops to work, so maxeen gave me her weird shoes to wear. (she is like 40 years old). that was so nice of her. i felt dumb haha. i had fun at work though. i got my pay check. $60. not bad. tomorrow is the thrice show. i cannot wait. and LBI sunday night.. woo hoo. i hope i meet someone cool as hell there. &amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;so i am over at mariahs right now.. talking to people online. we will prolly chill for a little tomorrow. i texted josh.. &amp;lt;3 i miss you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;alyssa- i don't know what is going on about 6 flags. i have not talked to chris for a couple of days. and i have to work this week. and i don't know what guy to bring with us man? ahah.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>whoa ut oh.</title>
    <published>2004-06-25T05:49:24Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-25T05:49:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;today was alright i suppose. i slept over lauras house with kristle and i woke up and we ate.. watched movies then i had to go to work.. which sucked. i got home and mariah made me meet her half way and i chilled with her and her cute friend dave.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;lauras boy friend john burned my the folly cd. and it's pretty good. thanks man! you're the BEST!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;tomorrow i have to work but before than me and mariah are getting another tongue ring for her. and i have to work 530 until 10. josh; i am going to miss you. have tons of fun camping. talk to you on tuesday &amp;lt;3. ilu.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>histragicpoem @ 2004-06-23T18:31:00</title>
    <published>2004-06-23T22:40:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-23T22:40:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my chemical romance</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;i am over at lauras house.. we are getting ready for lisa's graduation.. we look HOTT. woo hoo haha. i fell to sleep before. then i wake up and i am guessing she made muffins?? hahah niiice. they're were really good. "you're running after something that you'll never kill." anyways hahah.. tonight should be tons of fun. i am stoked. next year in high school is going to blow. a lot..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;so today was the last day of school... i didn't go to my final, so i went to alyssas gym.. inntterressting. the whole school like turned off. that is old brick for you. then after me and her just left and went upstairs to bring my english teacher my book and looked for laura.. got laura and went downstairs and walked a little.. waited for mariah and we left school. mc donalds was gooooodd. yuummm..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;this summer is going to blow.. i will be working.. uhh sucks... shyt this is kevins last few days.. aww.. ill miss him.. he was fun.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>histragicpoem @ 2004-06-22T21:57:00</title>
    <published>2004-06-23T02:05:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-23T02:05:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my chemical romance</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;today; i cannot remember well. but here is a clue..&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a shoOting stArr (7:46:33 PM)&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#808000"&gt;i love our lazy days where we just sleep all day bc of lack of entertainment!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;his tragic poem&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt; (7:46:38 PM)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" color="#ff8000"&gt;LMAO&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;his tragic poem&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt; (7:46:49 PM)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" color="#ff8000"&gt;that is the deffinition of a bum!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;a shoOting stArr&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt; (7:47:32 PM)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#808000"&gt;hahaha its like second nature for me and you to jump in any bed with fluffy pillows and down comforters and just crash right next to eachother, most likely drooling on eachothers arms!! haha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;his tragic poem&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt; (7:47:44 PM)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" color="#ff8000"&gt;LMAO!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;niiiicee hahaha. so i went to school today.. sucked. first final was gym. that was forever. i said my final sophmore goodbyes to kristen and lindsey. then i had spanish.. alyssa man- "chris for c!" haha dude, wtf were you thinking the whole time during the final!?? haha. then me and alyssa went to my english class. i hate my teacher. a lot. she was making fun of me the whole time. thats gay. she said ill prolly be in english 2 again. fuck you. i tried hard too. whateva!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>but i'll go down with my friends..</title>
    <published>2004-06-22T02:03:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-22T02:03:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my chemical romance; the ghost of you</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;damn i am tired. long long day. i was supposed to go&lt;br&gt;to school today, but i woke up late. so i missed my 2 finals.&lt;br&gt;but it was all good. my mom didn't really care much. i went&lt;br&gt;to six flags with chris today. i got in for free because he&lt;br&gt;had one of those tickets. sweeet. in the beginning i was not&lt;br&gt;very comfortable being with him. i felt kind of weird. but then&lt;br&gt;after the water ride, it got pretty cool. it was so much fun,&lt;br&gt;i didn't think i was going to get THAT wet.. i ended up getting&lt;br&gt;soaked the worse out of twelve people haha. thanks chris for&lt;br&gt;pushing me towards the waves and waterfall! hahahaha.&lt;br&gt;nitro was funny as hell too. damn little girl was screaming like&lt;br&gt;a 5 year old, before the ride started!! haha "shut up!" haha.&lt;br&gt;after i got home, i layed down on my bed and fell to sleep.&lt;br&gt;thanks- i had a lot of fun and laughs &amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>never going home.</title>
    <published>2004-06-21T01:44:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-21T01:44:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;today was long as hell. shoprite called me in for 12&lt;br&gt;until 4, but then when i got there, they asked me if&lt;br&gt;i could work until 8;30. i said yeah.. i just made $70&lt;br&gt;in a night. sweeet. and they asked me to work thursday&lt;br&gt;5-9.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;tomorrow..&amp;nbsp; chris wtf is going on? get your ass online&lt;br&gt;so we can talk about 6 flags yo. &amp;lt;3 better happend and&lt;br&gt;i cannot wait.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>oh nobody knows.. all the trouble i've seen</title>
    <published>2004-06-19T19:55:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-19T19:56:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my chemical romance &lt;3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;yesterday was lisas birthday &amp;lt;3 after school we went&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;to a buffet and ate like CRAZY mofos. it was crazy.&lt;br&gt;of course i was acting like a retard, and the waitress&lt;br&gt;kept smiling at me haha. nice. then we went to the mall.&lt;br&gt;YES, me and laura bought the new my chemical romance&lt;br&gt;cd!! woot woot. it's pretty good.. then we went to lauras..&lt;br&gt;ate our pasta, had our laughs haha.. then we chilled with&lt;br&gt;mike ryan mongie at the bw. who knows where the kevins&lt;br&gt;were..?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;that&amp;nbsp;fat whore just road her bike past here.. NO NOT ME! &amp;lt;3&lt;br&gt;anyways, by the way, i got my palm read last night at the bw.&lt;br&gt;i am not sure if she is right, but jen and tiffany told me some&lt;br&gt;things are true.. so this is what she said..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;i am going to die in my late 80's, early 90's. i have been&lt;br&gt;negative for a while now and i have been having troubles&lt;br&gt;for 2 years now (pretty much true). i am a happy person very&lt;br&gt;easily (true). i should write down my dreams (i was actually&lt;br&gt;thinking about that) and i can see the future (happend once).&lt;br&gt;seeing the future is in my mothers side of the family (what?)&lt;br&gt;i should go with my own insinct and not others. i get along&lt;br&gt;better with guys than girls (not true). i will have 2 kids and&lt;br&gt;get married. me and my family are going to move away and&lt;br&gt;my parents will stay there perminitly and i will come back.&lt;br&gt;i will be traveling a lot. for the next two months i will be using&lt;br&gt;money like water (TRUE haha). i am not going to finish school&lt;br&gt;at the right time, but i eventually will. i will need finantial aid&lt;br&gt;in the future and i will be okay money wise in the future also.&lt;br&gt;someone i know who died at a young age is watching over me..&lt;br&gt;(BUT WHOOOO? i dont know anyone young that died).&lt;br&gt;i am going to fall in love with my best friend who is a male.&lt;br&gt;&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;strong&gt;aight, im scared.. sorta.. i sorta believe her.. and &lt;br&gt;that thing about me moving&amp;nbsp;with my family is true.. and i&lt;br&gt;AM considering on comming back. maybe she is right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>am i losing myself?</title>
    <published>2004-06-18T02:42:13Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-18T02:42:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my chemical romance</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img61.photobucket.com/albums/v186/histragicpoem/yo5.jpg"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font size="2"&gt;i hate my bangs.. a lot.. god damnit!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>windows go rushing by.. people inside.</title>
    <published>2004-06-18T00:18:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-18T00:18:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>thursday &lt;3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;i am on the phone with mariah and talking toooo... josh and&lt;br&gt;alyssa online.. mariah had my thursday cd all along!! ddaammnn.&lt;br&gt;me and mariah just decided that we are going to make skirts&lt;br&gt;and stuff for our rooms.. it will look so fuckin amazing. i need&lt;br&gt;to buy the MCR cd still.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;i want to play video games.. im so bored. oh yeah, today was&lt;br&gt;great. i had a lot of partays.. first i went to alyssa gym for 2 hours.&lt;br&gt;then i went to my gym afterwards, then lunch, then to alyssa's&lt;br&gt;lunch.. then to my spanish party, and then english party. wooot.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;here are four pictures of me and mariah from september at the&lt;br&gt;pig roast.. good times!! im the one with the blonde hair.. which&lt;br&gt;i do not have anymore.. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img61.photobucket.com/albums/v186/histragicpoem/meandmariah.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>histragicpoem @ 2004-06-16T00:14:00</title>
    <published>2004-06-16T04:19:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-16T04:19:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;laura.. i am so scared.  and i know you are too. i hope you&lt;br&gt;aren't alone.. i hope you are home for lisas birthday.&lt;br&gt;i don't even know the whole story, but i hope me and lisa&lt;br&gt;visit you tomorrow. i will skip school if i must. &amp;lt;33&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;work was great today.. they asked me to stay an extra hour..&lt;br&gt;so i worked 530 until 1120. not bad. i talked to chris &amp;lt;3.&lt;br&gt;haha, getting high off the hand sanitizer stuff. niiice.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;right now i am talking to josh and video games.. but im &lt;br&gt;going to sleep.. tired.. and i cannot stop thinking.. :o(&lt;br&gt;im so scared laura. &amp;lt;3333333&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>histragicpoem @ 2004-06-13T10:15:00</title>
    <published>2004-06-13T14:16:51Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-13T14:16:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my chemical romance</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;looks like &lt;strong&gt;I really AM&lt;/strong&gt; moving to florida...&lt;br&gt;but if i do not like it, i am comming back.. but i&lt;br&gt;do not know who i will live with... fuck.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>i have to pee..</title>
    <published>2004-06-12T17:38:24Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-12T17:38:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>monday in london; canary in a coalmine</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;i am kind of tired. i want to play video games..&lt;br&gt;but i would rather talk to &lt;u&gt;josh&lt;/u&gt; and&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;laura&lt;/u&gt; &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;i have to work from 5 until 11. gaaay. and they only gave&lt;br&gt;me a few hours next week! i am fucking pissed off man.&lt;br&gt;some girl who JUST started work, got twice as much&lt;br&gt;hours than me! wow, i am mad. i asked for more hours though.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;yeah, i am poor as hell. i need $60 for the yearbook by&lt;br&gt;tuesday and my mom said she doesn't have the money.&lt;br&gt;wow, how more &lt;em&gt;poor&lt;/em&gt; can my family get? and i only got&lt;br&gt;$100 for a pay check and i have to buy my &lt;em&gt;hamster&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;clothes&lt;/em&gt;... i hate life right now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;yeah, me and my mom just had a long conversation...&lt;br&gt;she is going down to &lt;strong&gt;florida&lt;/strong&gt; for two weeks to find a house&lt;br&gt;and schools for me and richie.. my step dad is going to quit&lt;br&gt;the post office and his brother is going to find a job for him&lt;br&gt;in florida. yeeahh so if my step dad gets the job, &lt;strong&gt;i am leaving&lt;br&gt;new jersey&lt;/strong&gt;. my mom said if i do not like it down there, i can&lt;br&gt;come back up. but she wants me to stay there for half a year..&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am scared..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>she walks into her apartment..</title>
    <published>2004-06-09T18:02:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-09T18:02:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>no hollywood ending</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;well, i am &lt;u&gt;home&lt;/u&gt;.. and i was &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to go to school today.&lt;br&gt;but lisa &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; told me that she wasn't going to school fo sure.&lt;br&gt;so i waited for her for a good &lt;strong&gt;20&lt;/strong&gt; mins.. i called &lt;u&gt;laura&lt;/u&gt; and she&lt;br&gt;put &lt;u&gt;mariah&lt;/u&gt; on the phone.. blah blah blah.. yeah so i did not go.&lt;br&gt;i hope i do not lose my credits (well, anymore i mean). and i am&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;skipping&lt;/em&gt; on monday.. i do not know mannn..i feel like &lt;strong&gt;crap&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;i had a &lt;strong&gt;crazy&lt;/strong&gt; dream today.. i had a dream that &lt;u&gt;me&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;lisa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;went to the resaurant to see joe and mongie.. but we were in&lt;br&gt;the &lt;em&gt;past&lt;/em&gt; and they did not know us. so i went up to mong and&lt;br&gt;i introduced myself. he did not know who i was.. blah blah..&lt;br&gt;so later we all went infront of some persons house and there&lt;br&gt;was mike. he did not know us also.. but we did not go up to him.&lt;br&gt;i think it might mean something.. maybe to &lt;em&gt;reintroduce&lt;/em&gt; myself&lt;br&gt;to them.. i don't know. and somehow we were trying to get&lt;br&gt;into the &lt;em&gt;present&lt;/em&gt;.. and so much shit was going on.. it is too&lt;br&gt;hard to explain, but it is stuck in my mind. i feel like i am still&lt;br&gt;dreaming. weird, i know. my dream was so &lt;strong&gt;dark&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;yeah, so i dyed my hair again.. but i guess you cannot notice haha.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>this is where the ghost play dead wrong..</title>
    <published>2004-06-08T20:17:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-08T20:17:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>folly; repeat, i repeat, repeat</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;wanted&lt;/strong&gt; to go to sleep.. but i had &lt;strong&gt;mac&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;cheese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;and talked to josh. conversation always goes on&lt;br&gt;forever.. i never talk to anyone for so long haha. &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;i have to be at work at 5;30 and before than, i have to&lt;br&gt;go to the &lt;em&gt;chiropractor&lt;/em&gt;. i really &lt;em&gt;do not&lt;/em&gt; feel like going.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;anyways, see my new layout? &lt;strong&gt;my chemical romance&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br&gt;yeah &lt;u&gt;laura&lt;/u&gt;, you better be buying that fuckin cd RIGHT&lt;br&gt;NOW! haha jk.. but i really hope it is there. or &lt;strong&gt;folly&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;i dyed my hair last night &lt;strong&gt;black&lt;/strong&gt;.. you cannot really tell.&lt;br&gt;i am going back to &lt;em&gt;blonde&lt;/em&gt; SOMETIME soon..&lt;br&gt;i hope.. i will have to have lisa or my sister do it.&lt;br&gt;i am &lt;u&gt;too&lt;/u&gt; much of a bum to pay &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;. haha.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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