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  <title>/// . poet, i'm sick of your pretty lies</title>
  <subtitle>The Saddest Girl Ever to Hold a Martini</subtitle>
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    <name>No Tears Please, It's A Waste Of Good Suffering</name>
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  <updated>2003-12-23T21:12:24Z</updated>
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    <title>as the red fades from your wrinkled dress...</title>
    <published>2003-12-23T21:12:24Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-23T21:12:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>red-treble charger</lj:music>
    <content type="html">alright.so mike is coming home today. i called his house last night and had a nice talk with his brother and asked him what day he thought he was coming home, because im that obvious. and he said today. i also got an email from mike himself,and he told me he missed me so "fucking much" and he was going to call me as soon as he got home, and here i am sitting at my fathers house. har har. i should have stayed home.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mynostalgia:43207</id>
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    <title>oh man.</title>
    <published>2003-09-01T18:11:04Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-01T18:11:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>america-simon and garfunkle.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Dear you,  [you know who you are]&lt;br /&gt;the past is something i'm always ready to forget. and believe me. it should be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;but i hate you, because you looked like someone i'd get along with&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mynostalgia:35072</id>
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    <title>what happened to miss no longer afraid?</title>
    <published>2003-07-22T17:11:44Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-22T17:11:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>top of the world-juliana theory.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">kay. well eric &lt;b&gt; WAS...and i stress was times ten &lt;/b&gt; supposed to come over, but he didnt. i wouldnt even let him tell me why he didnt. i waited for like two hours. whatever. i was angry, and he knew i was. &lt;b&gt; and this fight will go on for days, i promise. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well &lt;b&gt; jason and chris &lt;/b&gt; came and picked me up and we were off to balgonie to see erin and alex. i needed to get &lt;b&gt; him off my mind &lt;/b&gt; so we went out there and then we ended up hanging out at alex's house. it was nice because me and erin dont spend alot of time around each other. &lt;b&gt; we played truth or dare like we were in grade 4 again, and i completely forgot about my problems with the boyfriend, and just had a good time.&lt;/b&gt; i hadnt laughed so hard in a really long time. &lt;b&gt; erin is having a party on saturday, and i was actually invited this time! &lt;/b&gt; haha. we ended up &lt;b&gt; stargazing, and we watched falling stars, it was beautiful. i love alex so much &lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mynostalgia:1379</id>
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    <title>where all of a sudden, i find peace.</title>
    <published>2003-04-30T14:05:58Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-30T14:05:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">sitting here, eating icing sugared donuts.&lt;br /&gt;not a care in the world.&lt;br /&gt;except for the fact the icing sugar is getting on my jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im too &lt;strike&gt;tired&lt;/strike&gt; too &lt;b&gt;exhausted&lt;/b&gt; to argue with you today.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mynostalgia:262</id>
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    <title>mynostalgia @ 2003-04-28T18:32:00</title>
    <published>2003-04-29T00:37:34Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-29T00:39:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello My Dears&lt;br /&gt;Friends Only Kay?&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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