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  <pubDate>Thu, 04 Dec 2008 23:23:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;d been trying to get a hold of her recently</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;But I never&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; knew they got a new phone&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; numbe&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;r so I could&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;n&apos;t talk to her. I&apos;d been missi&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ng her a lot and think&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ing about&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; her latel&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;y. She reall&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;y did chang&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;e me and it was all good thing&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;s. I appre&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ciate&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; thing&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;s soooo&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ooooo&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;oooo much more becau&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;se she helpe&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;d me reali&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ze how selfi&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;sh I was back then.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; I hadn&apos;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;t spoke&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;n to her in three&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; years&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;, hadn&apos;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;t seen her in four so she didn&apos;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;t know ANYTH&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ING that had happe&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ned to me withi&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;n that time.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; And withi&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;n those&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; three&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; years&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; I&apos;d learn&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ed more than I have in ten years&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;. I was reall&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;y mean to her and there&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; are defin&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;itely&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; thing&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;s I wish I&apos;d have done diffe&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;rentl&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;y but there&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&apos;s nothi&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ng I can do about&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; it now. Dave said she told him she knew that I never&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; hated&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; her and that I loved&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; her and she under&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;stood&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;. It&apos;s not the whole&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; guilt&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; thing&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; I&apos;m tripp&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;in most over.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wante&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;d to prove&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; to her that I&apos;m not just a spoil&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ed brat.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; I wante&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;d to show her the young&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; woman&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; I&apos;ve becom&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;e.&lt;br gauntlet_tokenizer_reserved=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;display: none&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; wante&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;d to show her &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br gauntlet_tokenizer_reserved=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;display: none&quot; /&gt;The way only I can. And I wante&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;d to see her.&lt;br gauntlet_tokenizer_reserved=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;display: none&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now she&apos;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;s gone.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;.and the last thing&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; I ever heard&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; from her was the click&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ing of her hangi&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ng up the phone&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; becau&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;se I hurt her so bad.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love you so much and I alrea&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;dy miss you terri&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;bly. More than I did befor&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;e. When gramm&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;a picke&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;d me up from schoo&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;l early&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; and told me, I almos&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;t threw&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; up and I fell to the groun&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;d becau&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;se I just could&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;n&apos;t walk.&lt;br gauntlet_tokenizer_reserved=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;display: none&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autum&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;n Marie&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; Chapm&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;an.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;.. &lt;br /&gt;The woman&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; who gave birth&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;My mothe&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;r&lt;/u&gt; died today&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; in a car crash&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;.&lt;br gauntlet_tokenizer_reserved=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;display: none&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; got to clear&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; thing&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;s up with her. I&apos;m okay,&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; I&apos;m still&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; in that stage&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; of shock&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; where&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; you&apos;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;re so shock&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ed you&apos;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;re still&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; numb but I have amazi&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ng peopl&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;e aroun&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;d me and I&apos;m out of schoo&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;l for the rest of the week so I&apos;ll be fine.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; I&apos;m going&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; to Arizo&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;na for the servi&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ce and to see my step dad. Not compl&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;etely&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; sure when yet but soon.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; Not compl&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;etely&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; sure why I wante&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;d to post this.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; Maybe&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; I want your sympa&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;thy becau&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;se I&apos;ve never&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; had to deal with somet&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;hing like this.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; Maybe&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; I just neede&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;d to vent.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; I&apos;m not sure.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; But eithe&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;r way, this will proba&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;bly expla&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;in any stran&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ge behav&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ior you might&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt; see from me.</description>
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  <lj:music>Save A Prayer by Duran Duran</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Save A Prayer by Duran Duran</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2008 11:14:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;You know, I&apos;m so sorry we never actually dated...&quot;</title>
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  <description>&amp;quot;I mean, Jess was just to see where it went, and I had no intention of all this now, but we grew hella closer. But I&apos;m telling you and I&apos;m not bullshitting your emotions like some people do. If things were different,&amp;nbsp;I would fucking marry you. You&apos;re soo amazing and make a wonderful significant other. If things turned out different,&amp;nbsp;I could fall for you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When&amp;nbsp;I read that, my heart stopped. Really. I got hella nauseous and my breathing changed. I almost couldn&apos;t handle hearing that from him. Like, it makes me so happy that I can&apos;t cry about it. I wish&amp;nbsp;I could explain it better. I wish I could tell you everything that goes through my mind whenever you&apos;re around. I wish you could see inside my head. I wish I knew how to show you the things you make me feel, because they&apos;re definitely what I get up for in the morning. I wish there was a way to tell you how much&amp;nbsp;I love you. Because I&apos;d sit on that bench in front of Lucky&apos;s for a lifetime and a half if it meant you could see just how much you truly mean to me&amp;lt;3</description>
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  <lj:music>Seventeen Forever by Metro Station</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2008 06:36:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;Well, it must&apos;ve been a combination of me and Cheyenne...idk...&quot;</title>
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  <description>Trying to tell me I burned The Forbidden? James&apos; Forbidden of all things?! No. I don&apos;t think so. I&apos;m not the one who took 15 barbituates and dropped the gilly pipe ONTO THE FLAME. I admit, I haven&apos;t been doing it as long as you, but you need to get your shit straight. You&apos;re the one constantly saying, &amp;quot;Oh, Cheyenne knows EXACTLY what she&apos;s doing. Hella pro tweaker!&amp;quot; My clouds are bigger than yours half the time. Stfu. And now James is upset because all his money&apos;s gone. Great. Thanks a lot BROTHER.</description>
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  <lj:music>The white noise</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 17:59:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m definitely going to TRY</title>
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  <description>To put the gilly pipe down for a while. I can&apos;t handle this. It&apos;s too much. This is very similar to my first bad trip on acid except now I can&apos;t breathe right.&amp;nbsp;No more for a while.</description>
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  <lj:music>Goodnight and Go by Imogen Heap</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Oct 2008 18:44:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;I&apos;m just curious, but did we make eye contact last time?&quot;</title>
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  <description>&amp;quot;Yeah, I know we did.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you soon mah little pipe dream &amp;lt;33</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Oct 2008 04:16:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I get upset about it a lot</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;But that&apos;s only because &lt;u&gt;I love him&amp;lt;3&lt;/u&gt;. Damn though, last night/this morning&amp;nbsp;WAS amazing. I would love to do every bit of that AGAIN. I&apos;m so down. lol. I&apos;m getting a little more delirious than usual though&amp;nbsp;so I&apos;m gonna go to bed.</description>
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  <lj:music>She Will Be Loved by Maroon 5</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Oct 2008 01:28:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Cause YOUR mah Girl =]</title>
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  <description>I know it&apos;s ridiculous, but I can&apos;t help but feel this bulletin is directed towards me in a sense. She&apos;s been his girl but...he said I was his girl too. And if he&apos;s talking to her like that...where does that leave me? Last night was seriously one of the greatest nights I&apos;ve ever had, if not the greatest. I love him so much and yet...he stays with her. I understand he has an obligation because of the baby but...I don&apos;t see how he could still love her so much after everything she puts him through DAILY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. Look at what I&apos;ve gotten myself into. I never saw this coming...</description>
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  <lj:music>There is no music. He is my reason for singing...but he is not mine...</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 09 Oct 2008 19:04:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Whenever he&apos;s not around, my feelings kinda dissipate</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;But as soon as I see him, my heart jumps out of my chest, into my throat, out of&amp;nbsp;my mouth and to my feet. If I look at his pictures, it just depresses me because a lot of his pictures are with &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;. I don&apos;t say that in a mean tone either, I love her to death. I&apos;m just terribly jealous. But he doesn&apos;t understand this. I know he doesn&apos;t because&amp;nbsp;I never show it. I&apos;m too scared to show it because I&apos;m not sure how much he loves me and I don&apos;t wanna scare him away. I think too much when he&apos;s around because I&apos;m so afraid of doing something wrong. I don&apos;t even know why I&apos;m typing this up right now. I need a cigarette.</description>
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  <lj:music>Whatever Ashley&apos;s profile song is</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Oct 2008 03:43:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I love him</title>
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  <description>Really. I shouldn&apos;t but&amp;nbsp;I do. Something about it is upsetting me though. I&apos;m so afraid of him having to push me away someday. I&apos;m kinda afraid of him not really loving me. I have so many doubts I want him to get rid of. I just want him to hold me and tell me he loves me after something like that instead of sitting next to me on the couch in his boxers eating a bowl of Life cereal. :/ That also gives me doubts about him loving me. Plus he was drunk. He does a lot of things with me when he&apos;s drunk. Our first kiss was&amp;nbsp;when he was drunk. He told me he was gonna leave Jessica for me when we were drunk. Then we had sex when he was drunk. Fuck my life. I just want him to love me as much as I&amp;nbsp;love him...</description>
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  <lj:music>I Need You To Love Me by Barlowgirl</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 02 Oct 2008 18:59:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I think I&apos;m starting to like The Forbidden better than Inspiration...</title>
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  <description>This is getting a little scary. If it gets worse, I&apos;ll contact Haze for help. :/ But for now, I just want a little more. I have no lighter, money, or Shit. Wtf am I gonna do at Lovefest if I have no money? Ugh. I don&apos;t even know. That&apos;s not for another two days so I have time to figure it out. But for right now, I need some company. But I can&apos;t get a hold of anyone. What to dooooooooooo?</description>
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  <lj:music>Best of Me Acoustic</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Oct 2008 23:25:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My birthday...</title>
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  <description>Was actually pretty cool. :] Maybe not the actual day, but the rest of the week has been pretty amazing. &amp;lt;3 I LOVE my friends.</description>
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  <lj:music>Cookie Jar by Gym Class Heroes</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 Sep 2008 11:15:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Today is good</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;Kickin it at Bryanna&apos;s house is fun. Hayden and James are here. :] They make me very happy. I&apos;m 16 now wtf? That&apos;s so crazy. I lived to be 16 &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;I&apos;m still in school? Crazy dude. I don&apos;t even know. Well, we&apos;re about to have a cuddle puddle because I&apos;m Shwee Muuse and I said so. :]</description>
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  <lj:music>Paint It Black by The Rolling Stones</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 26 Sep 2008 06:41:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I swear, every year around my birthday</title>
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  <description>The worst shit EVER happens. Last year I had hella bad tonsilitis. This year Lacey and&amp;nbsp;I got in our worst fight EVER and she had the ability to ruin mine, James&apos; and Jessica&apos;s lives and she threatened to do it. I can&apos;t believe her. This is such bullshit. I&apos;m just looking forward to getting fucked up so it can all go away for a little bit. Ahahaha Karalee&apos;s gonna spend my birthday with me &lt;strong&gt;instead &lt;/strong&gt;of Lacey. I&apos;m done being mean to her so I&apos;m not gonna post that last thought I had. But god damn. Fuck my life, where&apos;s the booze? I&apos;m so tired of this all. I don&apos;t even know what I&apos;m feeling right now. I&apos;m so confused. :/ &lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2008 05:59:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;I will always be with you even if we are never together&quot;</title>
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  <description>When I read that, I could feel and hear him saying it. And it was one of the most amazing things I&apos;ve ever felt. Every day I see him,&amp;nbsp;the whole walk home I have&amp;nbsp;a smile on my face. Only he can make me feel that way nowadays. And I love it. I wish I could stay like this forever. He thinks we can, but idk. Either way, I&apos;m happy because if we never get together, then I still have such an amazing friend. But if we do, I&apos;ll have the only guy I want. Fuckin shit he&apos;s so cute&amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 12 Sep 2008 04:07:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I love it when he calls me toots</title>
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  <description>Or babe, or baby girl, or &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; girl&amp;nbsp;or Shwee, or Shwee Muuse. But it&apos;s even better when he calls me Cheyenne. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love him&amp;lt;3 And I &apos;ope&amp;nbsp;Jessica quits her shinanigans right quick so he&apos;s not so upset anymore. Seeing him cry today just broke my heart...like really. I didn&apos;t think it was possible. He&apos;s so...together. And strong. And NOTHING phases him. I&apos;m so jealous of her. I wish I meant that much to him. But I&apos;m glad we&apos;re best friends. Or whatever it was he called us. :] lol. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 06 Sep 2008 19:00:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;I think...I&apos;m going to give Hayden a try...&quot;</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;Is exactly what she fuckin said to me. After the very same day she was saying shit to me like, &amp;quot;You never know Cheyenne, we might just run away to Japan and get married.&amp;quot; So I said, &amp;quot;Well even if that did happen, it wouldn&apos;t happen for a while...&amp;quot; And she said, &amp;quot;No. Cause I want to get married young and you&apos;re the only person I could ever think of marrying because you&apos;re the only person I could ever get that close to and want to get that close to. And I don&apos;t care if my mom finds out.&amp;quot; But she tries for the ugly, sex crazy guy she&apos;s known for maybe a month. Hmm...something&apos;s not right here. I trust her...I really do. It&apos;s just upsetting to know that almost any girl will choose a guy over me. But Lacey says she doesn&apos;t want me to get a sex change because then I wouldn&apos;t be me. Well maybe I wouldn&apos;t want to get one if you didn&apos;t make me feel like you will ALWAYS choose the one thing I can never truly be, &lt;strong&gt;a guy&lt;/strong&gt;. You know how when you get hurt REALLY bad you go into shock and you can&apos;t feel it? Well, that&apos;s kinda where I am right now. Except the shock is starting to wear off. Everytime I fall asleep, I can&apos;t help but dream about them being together. I killed Hayden in one of the last ones. Then I couldn&apos;t find Lacey so it was scary. Fuck. I just don&apos;t know anymore. I just need to go to the city and walk around alone. Maybe meet up with Jack and K later. But&amp;nbsp;I seriously can&apos;t stay here. I know if I leave, I&apos;m going to constantly wonder what they&apos;re doing and how often they&apos;re having sex and all this other shit but I&apos;m not gonna sit here and act like I&apos;m okay.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 04 Sep 2008 23:56:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m okay now</title>
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  <description>She told me that if she wanted a relationship, she&apos;d pick me first because she barely knows Hayden and she loves me and knows our relationship would last longer and be a better one&amp;nbsp;because we have a special bond. So it&apos;s all good. :] She&apos;s mine, I&apos;m hers, and nothing will EVER change that. Not even my brother. As much as I love him, I just can&apos;t let him pull something like that on me and her.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Sep 2008 18:24:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Just like with everyone else</title>
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  <description>Someone had to step in randomly and take away the person I&apos;m trying to get with. Except this time it wasn&apos;t just one of the people I have feelings for, it was all three. Really now. James I could let slide, Kaylin...maybe. But not Lacey. She is mine and has been for three years. Get you and your fat jew nose out of mine and her relationship. You really almost stole everything I&apos;d been working for for years. I can&apos;t believe you. You don&apos;t listen to anyone, you only hear what you want to hear. Then you manipulate and twist the story until it sounds like it&apos;s going to benefit you completely. Even if it&apos;s the opposite of what someone said. I seriously can&apos;t describe my feelings for Lacey, and she can&apos;t describe hers for me. I wish I could because if I were in your position and I saw exactly how&amp;nbsp;I feel for Lacey, I&apos;d back off. I really would. That&apos;s something completely and utterly special that no one can break but they can breach it. And you said it yourself, &amp;quot;Ever since having sex with Lacey, I&apos;ve been sex crazy almost.&amp;quot; It&apos;s not my fault I have good taste and you&apos;re just always a little too late. But seriously, get your own fuckin girl. I&apos;ve been trying for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THREE FUCKING YEARS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to really get with Lacey. And I&apos;m not letting you of all people ruin it for me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 06:28:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>For some reason, I&apos;m really hyped up right now</title>
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  <description>And I need to go to bed.&amp;nbsp;This is ridiculous. lol. But I&apos;m in such a good mood I think it&apos;s hilarious. I hope me and Lacey get back together. :] I&amp;nbsp;really do. If Kaylin and I were meant to hook&amp;nbsp;up, it&apos;ll happen whether I&apos;m waiting or not. Same thing with James.&amp;nbsp;I&apos;ll always have feelings for them so we&apos;ll see. But I need my Lacey love. We really are gonna live together and&amp;nbsp;die together. Just like me and Victoria promised. Omg&amp;nbsp;we hella did promise that.&amp;nbsp;Wtf? I gotta talk to her tomorrow. Omg here I go again well I&apos;m getting off now. Ahahahaha&amp;nbsp;good night.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 Aug 2008 16:47:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Being stranded out in San Francisco all night</title>
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  <description>And having to go to school the next day isn&apos;t very fun. So I decided not to go to school. I really gotta stop doing this.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 24 Aug 2008 17:33:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ahahaha I love Tom Greenebudd&amp;lt;3</title>
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  <description>He&apos;s so cute when he winks at me and when I&amp;nbsp;tickle him and when he does his growling purring thing. lol.&amp;nbsp;&amp;gt;.&amp;lt; Aaahhh I&apos;m just waiting for the day I REALLY get to be&amp;nbsp;with him. :3 But&amp;nbsp;I wanna be with my baby girl first because me and&amp;nbsp;him &lt;em&gt;can&apos;t&lt;/em&gt; be together just yet. Grr confusion and having to wait! But I&apos;ll do it. :]</description>
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  <lj:music>Dude I have this song stuck in my head but idk what it&apos;s called AAAHHH!!!</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Aug 2008 00:55:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Things really feel like they&apos;re falling into place finally</title>
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  <description>If things don&apos;t work out between him and Jessica or me and the girl I&apos;m waiting for, we&apos;re gonna get together. Finally&amp;lt;3 One of the hottest girls I&apos;ve EVER seen agreed she&apos;d have sex with me if the right time came. lol. God damn. Life is good right now even though I&apos;m sick. Me and Lacey are trying to get&amp;nbsp;a kinda cheap apartment so we can move in together. :] So we&apos;ll see what happens.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Aug 2008 04:05:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hee hee hee even though I&apos;m sick I&apos;m happy!</title>
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  <description>These&amp;nbsp;past two weeks have definitely been some of the&amp;nbsp;trippiest of my life&amp;nbsp;(and not even because of drugs) but just because&amp;nbsp;of everything that happened. I really am happy right now though, so no one ruin it for me! :]</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2008 18:56:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This is such fuckin bullshit</title>
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  <description>No, not even bullshit. It&apos;s bullarkey.&amp;nbsp;It&apos;s&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;shit&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;faggotry. &lt;/strong&gt;Something is about to happen, and I don&apos;t like it. I just want it to be over with so I can get on with life.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 17 Aug 2008 07:21:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I haven&apos;t been this upset in a long time</title>
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  <description>And&amp;nbsp;a lot of it is because of&amp;nbsp;Hayden&apos;s irresponsibility. Kaylin shouldn&apos;t have been where she was &lt;em&gt;especially&lt;/em&gt; since she&apos;d never been to a show like that. But god damn. Hayden ALWAYS finds a way to piss me off. There is definitely&amp;nbsp;going to be some blood spilled over this. And it might not even be Hayden&apos;s.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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