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  <title>purer than the water</title>
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  <updated>2008-03-31T07:43:21Z</updated>
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    <title>ascriptending @ 2008-03-31T00:42:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-31T07:43:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-31T07:43:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;what does it mean when i get upset at everything for no reason,maybe its over.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>ascriptending @ 2007-07-19T00:57:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-19T08:02:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-19T08:02:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="we have spoken everything"&gt;so I'm going to write here because i don't have anywhere else to write without people questioning me. I don't have anywhere else private to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know. I wish people would stop drinking,doing drugs.&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, it hurts me to know people are putting their bodies through shit, just like how I am.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me so upset to hear stories from say, Breanna when she'd be like "Oh good thing you didn't talk to me last night" or something along the lines of that. It's like, I care more for others and their problems then mine. It's like I do the extreme's to show people what not to do. What not to end up like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me the biggest hypocrite ever, but would just sleep better at night if I knew people weren't out drinking and getting fucked up and getting into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>ascriptending @ 2007-04-04T21:00:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-05T04:06:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-05T04:06:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Holy,fucking hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been this pissed off in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Let's get things started shall we?&lt;br /&gt;Wake up late, have to walk to the other bus stop because of construction outside my house, almost miss my bus.&lt;br /&gt;Do a test first block,swear to god I bombed it.&lt;br /&gt;next two blocks go by,lunch passes boring boring blah blah blah nothing.&lt;br /&gt;the only good thing during today at school was fucking playing soccer and taking my anger out on the other team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get home,talk to my dad about the concert,and he starts completly flipping the hell right out.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently commercial (the street) is 'SUCH A BAD PLACE'&lt;br /&gt;I call bullshit, I've been there a ton of times,I know what it's like. At least it's not fucking hastings.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,we go out to solve shit with my work and he brings up the concert again and says he's 'THIS CLOSE TO NOT EVEN LETTING YOU GO'&lt;br /&gt;fuck,right off.&lt;br /&gt;(oh hey make my life better,I'm getting yelled at for typing loudly)&lt;br /&gt;Then I tell him I'll be missing last block tomorrow and he loses it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that,here's the best part&lt;br /&gt;Not only was I bitched at 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;But he fucking hit me in public, that's when I lost it. I was so angry.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I was lucky he didn't shove his fist down my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so ready to just leave right now&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>ascriptending @ 2007-03-23T01:01:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-23T08:02:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-23T08:02:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;everything from now on is friends only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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