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  <title>We're not THAT special . . .</title>
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  <updated>2008-12-15T01:37:24Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:b1teyourtounge:36133</id>
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    <title>i hate studying</title>
    <published>2008-12-15T01:37:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-15T01:37:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my history notes reads as follows:&lt;br /&gt;how do you deal with your enemies?&lt;br /&gt;1. compromise&lt;br /&gt;2. destory them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this made me smile</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:b1teyourtounge:35511</id>
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    <title>i hate boys. i hate them.</title>
    <published>2008-09-07T14:03:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-07T14:03:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">last night a boy told me that he &amp;quot;couldn't stop thinking about his girl&amp;quot;.&amp;nbsp; my heart shattered into a million pieces.&amp;nbsp; and i ran out of the room.&amp;nbsp; intoxicated.&amp;nbsp; of course.&amp;nbsp; but broken hearted.&amp;nbsp; nevertheless.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:b1teyourtounge:35121</id>
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    <title>on the first date you run away</title>
    <published>2008-08-24T02:45:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-24T02:50:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>TEN</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;a moment of silence-streetlight &lt;br /&gt;failure by design-brand new &lt;br /&gt;beatdown in the key of happy- four year strong &lt;br /&gt;the party scene- all time low &lt;br /&gt;shake it- rediscover &lt;br /&gt;i'm so bored. that i have compiled a small collection of songs.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;of loserdom.&amp;nbsp; rejection.&amp;nbsp; lonliness. and hope. and shake it by rediscover because they are fun to dance to my car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this one friend.&amp;nbsp; that will always respond "lets doo ittttt" to any suggestion.&amp;nbsp; however.&amp;nbsp; she will&amp;nbsp; usually never go through with it.&amp;nbsp; I. also. respond to suggestions with "lets doo itttt".&amp;nbsp; except.&amp;nbsp; i actualy do it.&amp;nbsp; like buy a hampster. or dye my hair pink.&amp;nbsp; this girl is the smartest girl i know. in this&amp;nbsp;area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night.&amp;nbsp; i felt happy. then guilty for feeling happy.&amp;nbsp; then pity.&amp;nbsp; then i was unsure.&amp;nbsp; then i was wasted.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:b1teyourtounge:34898</id>
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    <title>she's got the rythm</title>
    <published>2008-08-19T02:52:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-20T23:13:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;theres a song.&amp;nbsp; and it goes.&amp;nbsp; i get by. making the best of what is mine.&amp;nbsp; and thats what i do.&amp;nbsp; its what we &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; to do.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:b1teyourtounge:34460</id>
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    <title>outdoor shows are fantastic</title>
    <published>2008-07-31T22:11:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-24T02:07:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;your a gamble.&amp;nbsp; i love these girls.&amp;nbsp; but i hate this town.&amp;nbsp; the end.&amp;nbsp; oh.&amp;nbsp; and lakeview wants to eat my nose ring. passion fruit vodka and sprite.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;is wonderful.&amp;nbsp; i have a new hookah.&amp;nbsp; i move in the 1st.&amp;nbsp; boyfriends are gay.&amp;nbsp; don't get one.&amp;nbsp; they ruin summers.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:b1teyourtounge:23906</id>
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    <title>b1teyourtounge @ 2007-03-30T19:38:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-30T23:41:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-30T23:41:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;its 740 on a friday and i'm home.&amp;nbsp; how lame of me.&amp;nbsp; i named my car uckseeeee. he's pretty cool. and he likes to eat my money.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:b1teyourtounge:23008</id>
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    <title>come dine with me in heavenly places</title>
    <published>2007-03-05T01:14:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-05T01:17:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>chiodos-baby you wouldnt last a minute on the creek</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today. i bought a leapord print slip dress.&amp;nbsp; it may have been&amp;nbsp;a cami. but i could only find a meduim.&amp;nbsp; so.&amp;nbsp; from now on. it is my leapord print slip dress.&amp;nbsp; it will contently rest in my closet. until i feel skinny and confident enough to wear it.&amp;nbsp; or until i come to a turning point in my life.&amp;nbsp; and i feel it is an appropraite time. to sport a cami. that i am too&amp;nbsp;flawed to wear the way it was intended.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:b1teyourtounge:22700</id>
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    <title>dry humor and irony are amusing</title>
    <published>2007-03-05T01:02:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-08T05:20:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>asteria- the taste, the touch</lj:music>
    <content type="html">in a drunken fury for attention. i do crazy things.&amp;nbsp; like poke people on facebook.&amp;nbsp; rip. drunk dialing.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:b1teyourtounge:22047</id>
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    <title>a valentine's day reflection</title>
    <published>2007-02-20T01:14:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-08T05:25:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Soco Amaretto Lime- brand new</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;i'm always hungry. unless i'm nervous for something. that i usualy end up screwing up anyway.&amp;nbsp; i&amp;nbsp;tend to play games.&amp;nbsp; i think my glasses make me look smarter.&amp;nbsp; even though i probaly dont need them. at all.&amp;nbsp; i have antomy hw thats not being done.&amp;nbsp; because. i dont wanna.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;i believe its important to&amp;nbsp;be yourself.&amp;nbsp; i sit around and watch tv all the time.&amp;nbsp; because&amp;nbsp;its winter.&amp;nbsp;and thats all i do.&amp;nbsp; in the winter.&amp;nbsp;i eat and watch tv. like a bear.&amp;nbsp; i love comfy clothes.&amp;nbsp; and outdoor shows.&amp;nbsp; i hate people.&amp;nbsp;but i love attention.&amp;nbsp; sometimes. i sing to paula de anda down rt 18. try finding&amp;nbsp;a guy compadible&amp;nbsp;with that.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:b1teyourtounge:13430</id>
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    <title>THIS IS MY DRUNK SUMMER</title>
    <published>2006-07-28T06:24:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-08T05:30:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>transition</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#808000"&gt;its two in the morning and i'm making popcorn.&amp;nbsp; but its ok.&amp;nbsp; because i love it.&amp;nbsp; i love making popcorn at two in the morning.&amp;nbsp; and only having two friends.&amp;nbsp; and not sleeping.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;i dont sleep.&amp;nbsp;and i have decided. that. no boy.&amp;nbsp; wil become close enough to me. to have them matter.&amp;nbsp; for a large amount of time. some of you may consider this "sad".&amp;nbsp; but see. i don't care.&amp;nbsp; what you think.&amp;nbsp; i'm going to have a stomach ache tommorow from eating all this popcorn.&amp;nbsp; but its ok.&amp;nbsp; i'll worry about that tommorow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:b1teyourtounge:12540</id>
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    <title>b1teyourtounge @ 2006-06-06T19:00:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-06T23:00:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-08T05:13:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">our general public. are not asia friendly.</content>
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