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  <pubDate>Sun, 14 Jun 2009 04:08:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i don&apos;t think i&apos;ll be live journaling any more;&lt;br /&gt;i got a journal i really like, finally found one.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2009 21:28:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ha, i actually find it funny, somewhere inside me, that i&apos;ve gotten through two days of being happy and nothing&apos;s-wrong-at-all, until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just fucking call her up, why don&apos;t you? oh, wait, you did! mmm good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever, it&apos;s not a big deal, i&apos;ll end up talking to you some time, i don&apos;t want to fight anymore it&apos;s bullshit but jesus christ jealousy will seriously make me sick to my stomach to the point where i&apos;m sitting on the ground hung over the toilet thinking i&apos;m going to be sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pathetic, muccchhh</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2009 01:06:37 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>today has been really good, because me and justin talked last night. i mean, we really needed to talk, and i finally got him to fess up.&lt;br /&gt;i really love him, would do anything to make sure our relationship works without arguments every time we talk to each other.&lt;br /&gt;so he told me what upsets him, and i mean i knew it was my fault we were on thin ice, but hearing it really was all me hurt a little.&lt;br /&gt;i expected it, it wasn&apos;t that bad.&lt;br /&gt;so today he left, and it hurts to know he will be gone for a little more than a few days, but no big deal, i&apos;ll find a way to see him when he gets back.&lt;br /&gt;bringing ashley home in a little bit, i&apos;ll have time to read my book while justin is gone. although, i&apos;m excited for lunch tomorrow with my mom and mrs. pietroniro :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that summer is here, i plan to have fun. i want to spend as much time as i can with justin, but i actually want to go out and do things with him instead of staying home, the usual.&lt;br /&gt;i want to make plans with all my old friends, get back together with my old crowd. i miss you all so much.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 11 Jun 2009 03:53:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;m the worst girlfriend in this world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;seriously.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 09 Jun 2009 17:48:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>you really are no use to me</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 22:33:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m really tired of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Help me fly, i am too afraid to try&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 02:07:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i hold my breath too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, there&apos;s a lot more to say,&lt;br /&gt;i just really don&apos;t feel like crying any harder.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2009 18:41:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m actually &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; scared. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stayed in art class all day,&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m seeing justin tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to know what&apos;s wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i have a great life, i just don&apos;t act like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school tomorrow should be fun,&lt;br /&gt;i will actually probably be better than today,&lt;br /&gt;and today was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;ll be friday, justin isn&apos;t going to school,&lt;br /&gt;but i&apos;ll have fun all by myself : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m actually kind of in a good mood right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a lot more to say than this,&lt;br /&gt;but i don&apos;t feel like saying any more than i have,&lt;br /&gt;so i&apos;m gonna go lay down and wait for the boy to call.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Jun 2009 18:47:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>mmm, i really don&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;sixth period was actually fun today : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think all i needed was less of a break,&lt;br /&gt;to fix this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get so weird when i&apos;m not around my person.&lt;br /&gt;i love you, justin. i&apos;m sorry for everything.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Jun 2009 01:09:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;m completely helpless as to helping him when he&apos;s in a mood like this;&lt;br /&gt;should that be saying something to me other than i&apos;m a horrible girlfriend?</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jun 2009 21:32:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>is it just more, or are things slowly starting to slip away form my grasp?&lt;br /&gt;i think it&apos;s just my over-reactive-self. sounds about right.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 31 May 2009 04:10:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>he&apos;s being taken from me, i&apos;m crying. i&apos;m crying harder than i have ever cried in my life.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 May 2009 01:29:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&quot;No, Kayla, you don&apos;t have any text messages; He&apos;s an asshole.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;No, he&apos;s not. You&apos;re the stupid one, how can you call him an asshole for leaving you alone when you were just bitching at him?&lt;br /&gt;&quot;My stomach hurts&quot;&lt;br /&gt;It always fucking hurts, suck it up.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;He wants me to be a happier person&quot;&lt;br /&gt;You know he has a reason to say that.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I wish I was a happier person&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Changing isn&apos;t that hard.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2009 02:47:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i thought i was going to get through tonight without crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was wrong.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 May 2009 23:15:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>justin&apos;s hereeeeee,i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;i think you&apos;re starting to like that&quot; : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m fuckin&apos; hungry.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 18 May 2009 02:36:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>she loves and misses him and wants things to be the same between them again.&lt;br /&gt;she was the first girl he kissed. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m blaming myself for not believing before, obviously it&apos;s not just going to stop. I want it to just be over with but it&apos;s not going away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;i didn&apos;t respond so it doesn&apos;t even matter&quot;, it does matter. it&apos;s not the point of you responding or not, it&apos;s the fact that she won&apos;t leave you the fuck alone.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 09 May 2009 03:29:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i feel so pathetic;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;as a 14 year old you have to realize he isn&apos;t your forever.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;he is everything i could wish for to be my forever.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m sitting here crying because i hate when people say it.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m young. he&apos;s young. this isn&apos;t forever? i can&apos;t. . .</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2009 22:49:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>goes to show</title>
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  <description>you really can&apos;t expect things,&lt;br /&gt;life doesn&apos;t work around what you think is going to happen.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2009 14:17:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>going to eat breakfast with my mom&lt;br /&gt;dentist, female doctor, regular doctor&lt;br /&gt;my fuckin&apos; schedule for today &amp;gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10:40 a.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered;&lt;br /&gt;i called justin my best friend,&lt;br /&gt;when me and him weren&apos;t dating.&lt;br /&gt;he got upset every time i would talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;i feel horrible, that was so wrong. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4:37 p.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m in that mood where i wish i could go back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the times when there wasn&apos;t sex,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was against drugs completely, as were my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;growing up has become too much for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was horrible, this mood will go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5:31 p.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a year ago&lt;br /&gt;i was like, a kid.&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t feel like a kid anymore&lt;br /&gt;there&apos;s drugs everywhere&lt;br /&gt;pregnant teenagers&lt;br /&gt;birth control for god sake&lt;br /&gt;worrying about getting caught&lt;br /&gt;doing , like, anything teenagers do these days&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i&apos;m saying i want to grow up&lt;br /&gt;and get out of this period of time where it feels like there is always something wrong in the world&lt;br /&gt;in my world&lt;br /&gt;in a teenagers world&lt;br /&gt;there&apos;s always something&lt;br /&gt;always something to worry about,&lt;br /&gt;always something to cry about, even if you&apos;re not think about it at that moment&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t want to look at my past but i&apos;m really afraid of my future&lt;br /&gt;if this is what growing up has been like so far,&lt;br /&gt; what&apos;s next?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 May 2009 19:48:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i can&apos;t fucking stand when this happens.&lt;br /&gt;oh i&apos;ll be seeing him! woohoo! oh, just kidding,&lt;br /&gt;cause you know. shit happens. what the fuck ever, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have homework to do. two papers, and two reading logs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7:17 p.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stomach hurts really bad and i just made the mistake of eating&lt;br /&gt;:&apos;( haven&apos;t talked to justin in like, 4 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to lay down and cry. i don&apos;t know why, exactly, but. . .&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t know right now. i have to do my homework, though : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7:39 p.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing on my wrist, needs to be cut open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9:49 p.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what&apos;s going on, justin? why are you acting like this?&lt;br /&gt;i know earlier sucked but why can&apos;t we forget it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this. i hate when this happens. i can&apos;t stand when he&lt;br /&gt;acts like this; i feel like i am a horrible girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10:06 p.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to be so skinny, bro. wtf.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2009 18:53:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;m really annoyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9:29 p.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have two reading logs to do,&lt;br /&gt;lovely. and a paper to write!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2009 05:29:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>the night is young, &lt;br /&gt;don&apos;t make me wait, &lt;br /&gt;you just might miss your chance.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m the one fuckin&apos; you.&lt;br /&gt;today&apos;s the day girl don&apos;t let me get that,&lt;br /&gt;don&apos;t get mad,&lt;br /&gt;in fact, let me hit that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4:24 a.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;motha fuckin bed time,&lt;br /&gt;now that we&apos;re waking up in two hours&lt;br /&gt;FO DA BEACH &amp;lt; 3 : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10:33 p.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my face is sunburned.&lt;br /&gt;beach and lunch was good.&lt;br /&gt;show, was pretty good,&lt;br /&gt;until my boyfriend. . .&lt;br /&gt;yeah : / whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, me and ashley were being scene kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h260/TormentedFureva/IMG_5785.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep, woke up, went to the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h260/TormentedFureva/IMG_5825.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve learned that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;expectations = disappointments&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 02 May 2009 04:57:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>it&apos;s one in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;i just got home from gc.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m really tired;&lt;br /&gt;not in the mood for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11:38&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was actually really good, until now.&lt;br /&gt;why is it that, every night, it&apos;s the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t want this relationship to be like the last.&lt;br /&gt;every night, something was wrong. :&apos;(&lt;br /&gt;i hate when he&apos;s upset, why can&apos;t i stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my mom spent 300 dollars shopping,&lt;br /&gt;then justin came over and we went swimming.&lt;br /&gt;thursday is my &apos;female doctor&apos; appointment.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, me and ashley are going to boca grande.&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t want to have my phone with me tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;but no matter how many times i say that,&lt;br /&gt;i know it&apos;s going to be in my hand every chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m really afraid of this being something bad. it starts out small, and grows. get hurt, i respond. you&apos;re fine? i respond anyway. i don&apos;t love you. i actually hate you. i hate you for hurting me and i hate you for being an asshole and i hate you for fucking me over and cheating on me. i don&apos;t miss you. i don&apos;t miss being with you. i never miss talking to you. you disgust me. you annoy me. what the hell is my problem, then? i care about justin more than i will ever care about you again. this isn&apos;t to convince myself, this is me hoping you will find this entry, and stop talking to me, for justin&apos;s sake. i feel like a terrible person. a REALLY terrible person. does that matter? no. . . not right now :&apos;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11:52&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&apos;(</description>
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  <description>last night was really good, i had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;being with justin like that is great, i always have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, right now, i&apos;m like &apos;what the fuck.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;but you know, this mood will go away,&lt;br /&gt;just like my moods always do. gonna go lay down,&lt;br /&gt;i missed live journaling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4:51 p.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am trying really hard to figure out what is going on in my head, and it&apos;s hurting me to know i have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10:47 p.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the phone, &amp; really tired &amp;lt; 3</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 25 Apr 2009 04:04:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>things have been great, meaning i have nothing to write on here. patheticccc.</description>
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