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  <title>&amp;i&apos;m not a failure, i swear.</title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 05 Feb 2005 16:05:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;i finally find something good in life. something i want. and yet it still makes me feel horible. but i&apos;m not living my life according to others anymore. from now one i&apos;m acting on how i feel. and for once i know how i feel.&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Jan 2005 04:24:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>fuck all of you seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;murder me, now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Sep 2004 01:27:50 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;m done writeing in livejournal, for awhile at least. i just feel like a different person, and this livejounral crap is just pissing me off.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Sep 2004 14:48:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&quot; you&apos;re so last summer &quot;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Sep 2004 18:04:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>this is the last time i think i&apos;m going to write in here. i just wanted to write one more thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i honestly think that everyone really needs to just chill the fuck out. sorry if you all have this big problem with me. people changed, or as britt says i changed. whatever. friends drift apart, it&apos;s part of life. your true friends are the ones you hold on to and will always have by your side. i&apos;m just beginning to see who is a true friend to me and who is a complete joke. i just think it is so pathetic how fake everyone around here is, and if people want to say i&apos;m fake go for it becuase i know they will. people can say all they want. the fact that i used to think we had the best group a friends, and the very first chance i got to sit back and look at us, and see that we have a pretty fucked up group a friends, beduase it is all based on lies. and that&apos;s the exact reason i got away from everyone, or at least tried. i miss the times we all used to have, of course i do. i think we all know they were fun times. but face it, a lot of friendships were just a joke. i&apos;d much rather have the true friends i have now, and have a hell of a time with them. i still care about everyone and miss them, whether you like to think that or not. but whatever. this year i have too many promises i have made to myself to waste it with all this fucking drama. it&apos;s a waste don&apos;t you people see that. it doesn&apos;t matter, the little fights don&apos;t mean anything. just get over them. get over everything. it&apos;s not like i want all these friendships back becuase too much has been messed up already. but is being civil that much to ask for? come on were a bunch of high schoolers acting like 8 year olds. and i think most people know who i&apos;m talking about. i have done the same. and i&apos;m seeing it now, and i realize it&apos;s a waste. were all human and make mistakes, so get the fuck over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 May 2004 17:16:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;ve decided.&lt;br /&gt;friends only.</description>
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