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  <updated>2006-09-19T01:06:08Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:leav_me_2_bleed:39651</id>
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    <title>My thoughts...</title>
    <published>2006-09-19T01:06:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-19T01:06:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I wonder about the old man, drunk and piss stained who talked to me outside work one night.  He was nice and offered to buy me a taco.  Maybe he was interested in conversation or maybe he just wanted to get in my pants.  I also wonder about the elderly man who joked about running again.  He could barely walk, let alone run, but I suppose there is always the optimistic approach on life.  I marvel at how I can live in the dorms with so many remarkable people and still feel lonely at times.  The clicks are forming; the gossip is always at arms length.  I figured it would be different.  I will not deny the fun I have had.  There have been many random adventures at night that I will never forget.  It wasn’t what I expected though.  I’m not what I expected.  Sometimes I feel like I am two people.  Different people know me as a different individual. There is the loud, bold, sarcastic me and then there is the quiet, too serious for her own good, me.  Never does there seem to be a balance or in the middle.  I just keep thinking will I be an old drunk or will I be the optimistic elderly person.  I don’t have a clue.  I am two people and I could possibly go in two directions.</content>
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    <title>true????</title>
    <published>2006-02-19T05:49:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-19T05:49:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Violent Femmes</lj:music>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:leav_me_2_bleed:38043</id>
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    <title>A new day</title>
    <published>2006-01-07T20:07:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-07T20:07:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>My dogs barking away</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today I'm going to get rid of all of my razors. I haven't cut in 10 months.  Yet I could never bring myself to throw them away, till now.  I am also going to give up smoking.  I only have 4 cigs left.  It is going to be hard, but I need to make some changes in my life.  I am also going to get rid of all the pictures  I have hanging up of the people at school.  They've been there since the beginning of Junior year.  It's funny to see how people change over 4 years.  How conceited they've become.  How the world revolves only around themselves. It makes me sad in a way.  Because at one point in time I called them my friends.  Spending 8 hours a day with them, yet they are all strangers.  Never did they inquire about anyone but themselves these past few months.  Concentrating on only the material wealth or the fact that they are better then the rest of us.  I'm quite sick of it.  I'm not saying there are people that I don't care about (Jayme, Dana, Haley and Margo seem to be the jest of it.) I'm just waiting for college.  So I can get out of this... aggravated... state of mind.  It's hard not to focus on the negativity when I spend a lot of my time focusing on school (AP classes can do that to a person.)  I'm also going to try and be healthier, by working out and not eating red meat.  I'm scared to give up all meat because I think I have anemia.  My goal is to try and smile more, call it a new year's resolution if you must.  But I'm done with fretting over little things.  Things that will mean nothing in the future.  I'm going to see a gynecologist next Monday. To hopefully start on birth control.  Not just for sex, but to even out my hormones.  Winter is the depression season it seems.  Overall I think this is the best winter yet though.  I cry a lot, but it is nothing I can't handle.  No thoughts of suicide have crossed my mind.  Of cutting maybe, but I think that will always be with me.  I spend a lot of time with Paul or just  by myself.  Sometimes I feel bad about this.  That my focus seems to be on only two things.  But it brings me comfort to know that I have someone who will always be there for me. I never thought I would be so in love.  It really does grow with time.  As for the rest of my friends.  I'm still here, still alive and breathing.  I just need to be pestered sometimes to do things. I hope that they can understand I'm going through some things right now that I don't quite understand.  A need to think and analyze myself.  I don't plan on changing over night or being someone I'm not.  I just need to put my focus on things that will benefit me.  I'm always here for everyone though.  I've gone back to my roots, by trying to be the therapist type.  And it makes me feel good to know that people trust me, trust my judgment.  I know I can't always help, but I will always offer a shoulder to cry on.  No matter what.  I think this journal entry is long enough ;).  I just needed to get that out.  Even if no one really reads it.  Sometimes it feels good to put your emotions/thoughts/ideas else where.  Somewhere besides in your mind.   I wish everyone the happiness they deserve.  And I hope for that myself as well.  &lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Alisha</content>
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    <title>leav_me_2_bleed @ 2005-12-06T20:58:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-07T02:58:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-07T02:58:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">jealousy = the devil</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:leav_me_2_bleed:37593</id>
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    <title>A stream of random things and thoughts...</title>
    <published>2005-11-20T01:20:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-20T01:20:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't really know what's going on right now. I think, I think too much. lol.    Maybe I'm too attached to Paul? I kinda promised myself a long time ago that I wouldn't do that, but I think it's gotten to the attached part.  I just remember things like my mother never being able to let go of Nozy or other people for that matter (of whom I will not mention.) It's like they can't live without that person and then they are confronted by some huge slice of disapointment, but they keep holding on.  I don't want to be like that.  I don't want to hold on when I shouldn't. I really do wonder why I'm so pessimistic.  And when I'm at school why am I so judgemental in my mind, not outwardly, but inwardly?  How did I become that way?  I know that every one has potential to be a good person and I really wish I could acknowledge that more, but I don't.  Why are so many people getting married and having children so young, espicially at my school??  What possess them to take that leap? People change so much during these years... Why do we need love? I mean I appreiciate love and all that, but it seems impossible for some people to be happy with out a signicicant other.  It's sometiems hard to be your own person and to be free to do what you want or have time for yourself.  But then again there is always that want to not have those things, not by yourself that is. Have you ever missed someone you are not supposed to miss or were jealous of something you could never do anything about?? That would be me.  I'm indifferent about certain things, about certain feelings and thoughts.  It's like why am I thinking about these things at this point in life? WHY? Have you ever wondered what would have happened if you didn't mess up or if you said something when you didn't have the courage to say it at the time? I really don't know what this ramble is about, but I think I'm going to run away now...</content>
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    <title>leav_me_2_bleed @ 2005-11-15T22:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-16T04:47:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-19T04:13:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>cats meowing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It seems like every day�s the same&lt;br /&gt;and I�m left to discover on my own&lt;br /&gt;It seems like everything is gray&lt;br /&gt;and there�s no color to behold&lt;br /&gt;They say it�s over and I�m fine again, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Try to stay sober feels like I�m dying here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am aware now of how&lt;br /&gt;everything�s gonna be fine one day&lt;br /&gt;Too late, I�m in hell I am prepared now,&lt;br /&gt;seems everyone�s gonna be fine&lt;br /&gt;One day too late, just as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the dream in me expire&lt;br /&gt;and there�s no one left to blame it on&lt;br /&gt;I hear you label me a liar&lt;br /&gt;�cause I can�t seem to get this through&lt;br /&gt;You say it�s over, I can sigh again, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Why try to stay sober when I�m dying here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am aware now of how&lt;br /&gt;everything�s gonna be fine one day&lt;br /&gt;Too late, I�m in hell&lt;br /&gt;I am prepared now,&lt;br /&gt;seems everyone�s gonna be fine&lt;br /&gt;One day too late; just as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I�m not scared now.&lt;br /&gt;I must assure you,&lt;br /&gt;you�re never gonna get away&lt;br /&gt;And I�m not scared now.&lt;br /&gt;And I�m not scared now. No�&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am aware now of how&lt;br /&gt;everything�s gonna be fine one day&lt;br /&gt;Too late, I�m in hell&lt;br /&gt;I am prepared now&lt;br /&gt;seems everyone�s gonna be fine&lt;br /&gt;One day too late, just as well&lt;br /&gt;I am prepared now,&lt;br /&gt;seems everything�s gonna be fine for me&lt;br /&gt;For me; for myself.&lt;br /&gt;For me, for me, for myself</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:leav_me_2_bleed:37102</id>
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    <title>leav_me_2_bleed @ 2005-11-10T12:40:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-10T19:03:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-10T19:03:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think I've lost touch with myself&lt;br /&gt;My morals and my beliefs&lt;br /&gt;I don't get enough sleep&lt;br /&gt;I'm always stressed&lt;br /&gt;I just want to curl up in a ball&lt;br /&gt;I've let myself down&lt;br /&gt;I can't even face my problems&lt;br /&gt;Instead I hurt the people I love&lt;br /&gt;By lying or just being so angry&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to express how I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;I've lost touch with my friends&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard to relate to people these days?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I just be happy?&lt;br /&gt;It just feels like nothing really goes right&lt;br /&gt;My mind never stays on one track&lt;br /&gt;I have no dedication or perseverance&lt;br /&gt;I'm always crying over little things&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like sadness is the only&lt;br /&gt;emotion that I can truly feel&lt;br /&gt;Because when I'm happy, when I should be happy,&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't come from the inside&lt;br /&gt;I've been dealing with these emotions for so long&lt;br /&gt;Why hasn't it faded over time?&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying so hard, but always failing myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;When it comes time to talk about things,&lt;br /&gt;to tell the truth,&lt;br /&gt;I'm silent&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to voice how I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;I want everyone to believe I'm okay&lt;br /&gt;Because I want to be okay&lt;br /&gt;But I’m not&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know what to do</content>
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    <title>hehehe awwwz aren'te they cute!?</title>
    <published>2005-11-04T21:17:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-04T21:20:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/kunoichi133/henry18.gif" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnysnoog.cyborgcow.net/index.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adopted a cute lil' emo fetus&lt;br /&gt;from Fetusmart! Hooray fetus! &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for you PAUL! *love*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/kunoichi133/henry28.gif" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnysnoog.cyborgcow.net/index.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adopted a cute lil' pikachu fetus&lt;br /&gt;from Fetusmart! Hooray fetus! &lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:leav_me_2_bleed:36582</id>
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    <title>muhahahaha boredom....</title>
    <published>2005-11-04T17:29:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-04T17:29:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Cure Shares Your Taste in Music&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whichmusiciansharesyourtasteinmusicquiz/the-cure.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;amp;offerid=78941.462765450&amp;amp;type=10&amp;amp;subid="&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See their whole playlist here (iTunes required)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whichmusiciansharesyourtasteinmusicquiz/"&gt;Which Musician (or Group) Shares Your Taste in Music?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Candy Cigarettes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcandyareyouquiz/candy-cigarettes.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a total badass, but you don't taste very good.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcandyareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Candy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you don't need. You just feel like flirting around and playing right now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Somewhat Machiavellian&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmachiavellianareyouquiz/a-little-mach.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not going to mow over everyone to get ahead...&lt;br /&gt;But you're also powerful enough to make things happen for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You understand how the world works, even when it's an ugly place.&lt;br /&gt;You just don't get ugly yourself - unless you have to!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmachiavellianareyouquiz/"&gt;How Machiavellian Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Are In Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to give more than take in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're secretly hoping your partner will change for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/"&gt;How Are You In Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Pimp Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/pimpnamegenerator/girl.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scandalous Kisses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/pimpnamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your Pimp Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>SOOOoOoOOO  this is some funny shiat, check out the last conversation YO</title>
    <published>2005-10-14T00:03:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-14T00:03:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Marty and Bryan,&lt;br /&gt;You may have learned in school about laws governing slavery, the womens vote, and segregation. None of these laws are in the constitution either, yet there WERE laws, allowing and governing slavery, segregation, and forbidding women the vote. History has proven these laws to be barbaric and simply not fair, in fact, it is based on the constitution that these embarrassing laws were abolished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply because a law is in existence doesn't make it right or constitutional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you read the constitution recently? the 1st amendment states that no religious doctrine shall be made into law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that there are nationally recognized churches who have been performing same-sex marriage for over 30 years? (Unitarians, church of christ, etc.) who are denied fair recognition because their religious definition of marriage is different than yours. The way it stands now, only the biblical definition of marriage is recognized in 49 states. Why should the governement grant you special previleges because you are a christian, and you believe only in christian marriage? But yet the state does not recognize my church's definition of marriage. This situation in fact IS unconstitutional, and will be deemed so in the near future. (and yes there is such a thing as un unconstitutional law)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan, the reason you can't marry your sister is because of the danger involved with reproduction, the reason you can't marry a minor is obviously to protect children who are not mature enough to make good decisions, and polygamy is forbidden for the obvious human rights issues......I ask you, who is protected by banning gay marriage? Only you and your pride in thinking that gays are second class citizens, and you don' t want them to be in your club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by: Liberty at February 3, 2005 07:10 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for playing along Liberty. Just a couple of points:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If there were ANY religious justification for same-sex marriage -- even a minor one -- this would have been an open and shut First Amendment case long ago. The fact that there isn't even a shred, among all the varied and diverse religions of the world throughout time, should inform your opinion just a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 'Bryan, the reason you can't marry your sister is because of the danger involved with reproduction'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly relevant to same-sex couples now is it? So, if SSM is legalized, there will be no rational basis for prohibiting incestuous marriages -- so long as they are gay, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 'the reason you can't marry a minor is obviously to protect children who are not mature enough to make good decisions'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fair enough, but who are you or I to say at what age someone is mature enough? Certainly 16 is as arbitrary an age as 12, or 18, or 21, right? What of the 15 year old who is very mature -- is he being unfairly descriminated against? Or does society have a right to set limits, even if they seem arbitrary to an offended party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 'and polygamy is forbidden for the obvious human rights issues'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obvious? That's funny, because the champions of human rights -- the ACLU -- are arguing in support of polygamy at this very moment. You have a very weak case here, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by: Marty at February 3, 2005 08:40 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Marty,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait now,&lt;br /&gt;Are you saying that you think incest should be forbidden as well as gay marriage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am confused:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously incest is condoned in the bible, and that seems to be where you get your moral guidance. Therefore there is religious justification for incest, more so than gay marriage, as you pointed out...and therefore you should be lobbying to legalize incest based on your above arguments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam and Eve were the only 2 people in the beginning, right?. How do you suppose their children made children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly god then intended for incest to take place, right? If the bible is true, incest clearly seems to be part of gods plan...Or maybe you feel that we should accept some things from the bible but ignore others? Don't even get me started on slavery and the bible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, the only way that there could be people in the world today without incest is EVOLUTION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which do you prefer? Incest or evolution?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem to have backed yourself up against a wall on this issue...Thank you for the opportunity to point out one of the many weaknesses in the bible myth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if in the bible was written by god, why does the bible not mention the planets? Sun, Moon, Earth, sky... but no planets...hmmm...don't you think god knew the planets were there, and that he would have let us in on that fact? I am just curious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOoOoO BTW I GOT INTO RIPON BIZOTCHES&lt;br /&gt;LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;Lish</content>
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    <title>leav_me_2_bleed @ 2005-10-08T22:55:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-09T04:05:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-09T04:05:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's freezing and my toes have fallen off.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having self esteem issues, which sux major monkey balls.&lt;br /&gt;School is a bitch, I hope the building just disapears one day.&lt;br /&gt;I'm broke and it makes me sad because I do miss chillin with the peeps.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a square because my life revolves around school.  All of my friends are like 'where the fuck have you been' and I'm like 'sleeping and doing h/w.'&lt;br /&gt;My family and I have a love/hate relationship.  They get on my nerves sometimes but I do love them dearly.  I'm just so gawd dang tired of cleaning the house.  Cant there be at least a wee bit of organization?&lt;br /&gt;I realize this is probably just more idiotic teenage angst.  I do wonder when I will start to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;Too be completely honest I'm lost and I have absolutly no time to think.  I haven't had any fun in ages and it is really starting to get to me.  I do miss the par-taying Alisha sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so out of touch.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck!</content>
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    <title>yippity skippity</title>
    <published>2005-09-23T00:06:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-23T00:07:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well folks, I thought I was depressed AGAIN there for a moment.  But all is better and couldn't be done without the wonderful assistence of Paul. (Corny I know, but still.)School is hell.  I'm tired of the atmosphere.  But only 8 more fucking months! Woooot. I'm going to make it through this. I can't wait till college.  I've been talking with so many people about it and I'm just so gosh darn impatient.  But there is always the road trip to Canada, yipee!  OOoOoO you think I'm weird, but you have no idea. All I have to say is I'm not wasteing any more time on people who honestly don't give a fuck about me.  I'm me and I'll be me for the rest of my life.  I'm not going to change to fit some one elses vision of what a person should be. *dances*  I love all of those who have taken the time to get to know me.  I love all the people that make me laugh, who haven't given up on me, who party with me, who go out to coffee with me, who take the time to ask me how I am.  Basically I love all those who care AND those are the people that count.  For a while there I thought 'you die alone' or 'all you have is yourself.'  But in the end I don't think that.  Without other people I wouldn't be me.  I wouldn't be happy.  It is the love in others that makes me want to love. Even if it is corny I DON'T CARE!&lt;br /&gt;*love*&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;*hugs*&lt;br /&gt;yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Lish</content>
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    <title>leav_me_2_bleed @ 2005-09-10T23:35:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-11T03:37:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-23T00:05:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>STAIND</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Are you afraid, afraid of the truth&lt;br /&gt;In the mirror staring back at you. &lt;br /&gt;The image is cracked but so is the view, yeah. &lt;br /&gt;The strength of a tree begins in the roots &lt;br /&gt;That I tend bury into you &lt;br /&gt;At least now the storm can't blow me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So crawl inside my head with me. &lt;br /&gt;I'll show you how it feels to be, &lt;br /&gt;To blame like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I be afraid of this face that I see &lt;br /&gt;In the mirror staring back at me?&lt;br /&gt;So cold are the days where I listen to you. &lt;br /&gt;And you say that I'm weak show me the proof &lt;br /&gt;Because I still exist in spite of you &lt;br /&gt;But I won't compete with you every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schizophrenic conversations that &lt;br /&gt;I'm always having with myself.&lt;br /&gt;I hear these voices in my head are competing.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I could use a little help &lt;br /&gt;I still have schizophrenic conversations &lt;br /&gt;Where there's no one else around to hear. &lt;br /&gt;I long for solitude and peace within me&lt;br /&gt;Void of all the anger and the fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So crawl inside my head with me. &lt;br /&gt;I'll show you how it feels to be, &lt;br /&gt;FUCKED up like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you how it feels to be&lt;br /&gt;To blame like me&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed like me</content>
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    <title>SOooOooOo.. a vent, avoid if need be! lol</title>
    <published>2005-09-02T22:20:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-23T00:07:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This week was hell... literally.  I was close to tears so many times. It was sad because most of the time it was the small things that brought out the most stress. Yet I smiled  through it and tried.  And I guess that is all I can do at this point.  Even though if teachers would actually start teaching me I'd be fine (STATS.) lol I'm SOOooOOoO getting a self help book for that one.  I'm happy that I'm in psychology though.  OoOO how I love that class.  I really think that is my future profession.  I've read like 3 chapters in my psych book for the hell of it.  And I never (emphasis on NEVER) do that.  I'm one of the worlds greatest procrastinators.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to give blood yesterday, but my ID was left at home... but as soon as I get this years I'm there in a flash.  &lt;br /&gt;Well this weekend is River Bend.  I shall see my darling cousins who love me too much for their damn good.  But hey I could use some love... and some laughs... fo' sho!&lt;br /&gt;And my pics are next week.. the 8th! Woo hoo... That'll be funny... Not looking forward to it. &lt;br /&gt;Well I must be off the Frankster is here and he is such a cutie I can't resist.</content>
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    <title>leav_me_2_bleed @ 2005-08-29T23:02:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-30T04:19:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-30T04:19:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>pattering of the typing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So school starts tomorrow... I colorcoated a lot of stuff, cuz I was bored...&lt;br /&gt;I seen 40 year old virgin with Matt. It was a beautiful movie and Matt is a nice kid. Also went to Webbs which means I'll be up till 1 cuz of the nifty caffiene over dose.  Not that I had any hope of actually falling asleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't believe school is here.  It's weird because I'm stressed and excited at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;I talked to Ian via e-mail and online. YAY for civil conversation. &lt;br /&gt;HmmMmmMm contentment with life, I'm hoping school doesn't interfer too badly. &lt;br /&gt;I miss Paul.  It's going to be weird not seeing him so much.  But I think I need this.  I need to have a routine and everything.  Besides only one more year till college! YAY&lt;br /&gt;OoOoO I have to get my Pics done still... I'll call the place tomorrow... if I remember.  But this is me we are talking about... Or technically I"m talking about myself. I don't have multiple personalities I sware!&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm out.&lt;br /&gt;*love*</content>
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    <title>leav_me_2_bleed @ 2005-08-27T22:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-28T03:10:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-28T03:10:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Had a moment there, I'm better now promise... YaYnEsS</content>
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    <title>leav_me_2_bleed @ 2005-08-27T14:14:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-27T19:16:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-27T19:16:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sweet sweet construction work</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I keep telling myself that I've grown.  But have I really? Or am I just trying to con myself? *sigh*...</content>
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    <title>OMG SSSSSKEWL!!!!</title>
    <published>2005-08-25T17:04:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-25T17:04:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can't believe school is almost here!!! Tis a crazy thing.  Three AP classes and gossip all around.  One last year of high school! *goes crazy.*   I've grown so much in this past year it's disturbing. I mean I'm happy now, but all of the shit that I went through to get here.  It's sad that you have to hit your lowest point to finally realize that that isn't where you want to be. OoOoO how I wish it were common sense.  But then again this is life as we know it. I'm fucking happy/giddy/alive... I can feel now. It's just, I don't even know how to explain it.  I was numb for so long, that is just nice to appreciate things.  To not look at everything and loathe it. All I know is that I'm going into this school year to learn, to not get wrapped up in trivial things, to have fun and most of all be happy.  And if anyone wants to change that I'm through with them.  It is as simple as that.  In the end you only have yourself.  Quoted by a good friend 'you die alone.'  If I meet people, good people, I'm open to them, I'm open to new experiences and fun.  But I'm not going to dwaddle in some dark hole.&lt;br /&gt;As for school I know it isn't going to be this wonderful thing.  But I'm looking forward to it because ONE MORE YEAR... There is always morning coffee, sneaking cigs on field trips, inside jokes, Webbs, I have to admit that I even enjoy the gossip sometimes. Idk... lol</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:leav_me_2_bleed:33764</id>
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    <title>BORED!!!!!!!</title>
    <published>2005-08-19T21:44:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-19T21:44:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">In The Last 24 Hours, Have You:&lt;br /&gt;01. Cried: Nope siree&lt;br /&gt;02. Bought Something: Yea a 5 by 4 artsy pic that is now on my wall&lt;br /&gt;03. Gotten Sick: Yea.. my tummy was angry last night&lt;br /&gt;04. Sang: me sing??? never!&lt;br /&gt;05. Eaten: yep, 4 cheese and tomato&lt;br /&gt;06. Been Kissed: yep, PAUL&lt;br /&gt;07. Felt Stupid: always&lt;br /&gt;09. Met Someone New: no&lt;br /&gt;10. Moved On: no&lt;br /&gt;11. Talked To An Ex: yea&lt;br /&gt;12. Missed An Ex: hell no&lt;br /&gt;13. Talked To Someone You Have A Crush On: nope&lt;br /&gt;14. Had A Serious Talk: no&lt;br /&gt;15. Missed Someone: Yes&lt;br /&gt;16. Hugged Someone: paul, ana... indeed&lt;br /&gt;17. Fought With Your Parent(s): No&lt;br /&gt;18. Dreamed About Someone You Can't Be With: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Life:&lt;br /&gt;01. Best Girl Friends: Hmmm I'm not into the best friends thing... but love all around&lt;br /&gt;02. Best Guy Friends: same hurr &lt;br /&gt;03. Boyfriend/Girlfriend: Paul&lt;br /&gt;05. Hobbies: Writing, singing, walking, sex... i mean... no??? well next question it is&lt;br /&gt;07. Are You Center Of Attention Or The Wallflower? Wallflower&lt;br /&gt;08. What Type Automobile Do You Drive: ummm an invisible one&lt;br /&gt;09. What Type Automobile Do You Wish You Drove:  A mini...&lt;br /&gt;10. Would You Rather Be With Friends Or On A Date: Friends, actual dates are not my forte&lt;br /&gt;11. Where Is The Best Hangout: Webbs, node, park, random houses&lt;br /&gt;12. Do You Have A Job: haha... no&lt;br /&gt;13. Do You Attend Church: no&lt;br /&gt;14. Do You Like Being Around People: maaaaaybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You:&lt;br /&gt;01. What Is Your Full Name: Alisha Ann Klapps-Balistreri&lt;br /&gt;02. Spell Your First Name Backwards: Ahsila... i like&lt;br /&gt;03. Date Of Birth: 6/12/88&lt;br /&gt;04. Male Or Female: Female&lt;br /&gt;05. Astrological Sign: GEMINI...&lt;br /&gt;06. Nicknames: Lish, Duh-lish-a LOL&lt;br /&gt;07. Occupation: student, volunteer (does the count?)&lt;br /&gt;08. Screen Names: Spiralpurple69&lt;br /&gt;09. Piercings: 2-3 on each ear (ones  kinda closed)&lt;br /&gt;10. Tattoos: yes please *waits*&lt;br /&gt;11. Righty or Lefty: Righty&lt;br /&gt;12. Wearing: Black shirt black pants... and cool ass shoes&lt;br /&gt;13. Hearing: fan and the highway&lt;br /&gt;14. Feeling: Tired.. working at the Uncles... kinda lonely... but kinda needing alone time (at the same time) idk&lt;br /&gt;15. Eating/Drinking: Propel strawberry-kiwi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys/Girls &amp; Love/Relationships:&lt;br /&gt;01. Have You Ever Been In Love: Yes&lt;br /&gt;02. How Many People Have You Said That To: 2&lt;br /&gt;03. How Many People Have You Been In REAL Love With: 1&lt;br /&gt;04. Have You Ever Kissed Someone Of The Same Sex: Yes&lt;br /&gt;05. How Many People Have You Dated: 7???&lt;br /&gt;06. What Do You Look For In A Guy/Girl: humor, interesting, caring, lol nice/agressive (muhhahaha)... ummmmm kinky??? lol&lt;br /&gt;07. What's The First Thing You Notice About The Opposite Sex: Eyes/lips&lt;br /&gt;08. Do You Have A Crush: maaaaybe&lt;br /&gt;09. If So Who Is It: gq&lt;br /&gt;10. Do You Believe In Love At First Sight: no&lt;br /&gt;11. Do You Remember Your First Love: Yes lol&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you believe in fate: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;13. Do You Believe In Soul Mates: eh....&lt;br /&gt;14. If So Do You Believe You'll Ever Find Yours: lol maaaaaybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family:&lt;br /&gt;01. How Many Siblings Do You Have: 3 bros, 3 sis&lt;br /&gt;02. Do You Have A Drunk Uncle: lol who doesn't???&lt;br /&gt;03. Does Someone In Your Family Wear A Toupee: I sure hope not *shivers*...&lt;br /&gt;04. Are Your Parents Divorced: seperated &lt;br /&gt;05. Do You Have Step Parents: Yes&lt;br /&gt;06. Has Your Family Ever Disowned Another Member Of Your Family: yep, sadly my grandfather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music:&lt;br /&gt;01. What Song Do You Swear Was Written About You Or Your Life: OOoOoOO gawd... you don't wanna know&lt;br /&gt;02. What's The Most Embarrassing CD You Own: ummm 3LW LOL&lt;br /&gt;03. What's The Best CD You Own: OoOOooO my... a personal mix&lt;br /&gt;04. What Song Do You Hate: Anything Hillary Duff&lt;br /&gt;05. Do You Sing In The Shower: *cough cough* never!&lt;br /&gt;06. What Song Reminds You Of That Special Someone: That one oober happy song by the Gorillaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed:&lt;br /&gt;What Color Are Your Sheets: maroon&lt;br /&gt;What Color Are Your Bedroom Walls: diagnal mixed red and white&lt;br /&gt;Do You Have Posters On Your Wall: Yes&lt;br /&gt;If So Of What:flowery stuff, kurt cobain, kittys/tigers, pictury thingy&lt;br /&gt;Do You Have A TV In Your Room: no&lt;br /&gt;How Many Pillows Are On Your Bed: 2&lt;br /&gt;What Do You Normally Sleep In: lol stuff&lt;br /&gt;Describe Your Favorite Pair Of Pajamas: Any Big T *does been pimped hand thingy&amp;*&lt;br /&gt;What Size Bed Do You Have: Twin&lt;br /&gt;Do You Have A Waterbed / Bunk Bed / Daybed: futon&lt;br /&gt;Do You Have Your Own Phone Line In Your Bedroom: no&lt;br /&gt;Describe The Last Nightmare You Had: bleh.... last night actually... it was just creepy weird... idk why but i seem to get more nightmares then normal ppl&lt;br /&gt;Do You Sleep With Stuffed Animals: yep&lt;br /&gt;How Many People Can Comfortably Sleep Comfortably In Your Bed: well the most has been 4, but that wasn't comfortable... so tops would be 3&lt;br /&gt;Any Unusual Sleeping Positions: in a ball that is all &lt;br /&gt;Do You Snore: I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;How About Drool: ummm *hides&lt;br /&gt;Do You Have An Alarm Clock In Your Room: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;What Color Is The Carpet In Your Room: wood... well that isn't a color but you konw what i mean&lt;br /&gt;What's Under Your Bed: you don't want to know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Is Your Opinion Of The Following?&lt;br /&gt;Virgins: neutral&lt;br /&gt;God: agnosticness&lt;br /&gt;Reality TV: LMAO&lt;br /&gt;Emo Music: *admits nothing*&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day: fucking sux... usually...&lt;br /&gt;Abortion: pro-choice, tho i'd never do it&lt;br /&gt;Inter-Racial Relationships: Fine and dandy&lt;br /&gt;Death: 'lifes a bitch and then you do fuck this shit let's get high' OR 'Noone dies a virgin, life screws everyone' lol... okay i'm weird&lt;br /&gt;Pre-Marital Sex: eehhhh do what you want... you only live once</content>
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    <title>leav_me_2_bleed @ 2005-08-19T02:05:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-19T07:12:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-19T07:12:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sexual healing baby... *hums*</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today I got the coolest picture artsy work thingy ever! It's hard to explain but so freaking beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;Alisha: *sings*&lt;br /&gt;Paul: What song is that?&lt;br /&gt;Alisha: The song 'it's all in my mind' by The Brains.&lt;br /&gt;Paul: Really? Never heard of them...&lt;br /&gt;(In case you didn't get that, I was being sarcastic LOL)&lt;br /&gt;My dad is teaching me Sheepshead... evil evil game...&lt;br /&gt;Ana went through surgery but she is okay... thank goodness&lt;br /&gt;Paul is healthy as well... random scare, but goodness all around! *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good sexual healing day, if anyone cares to know *thinks of the goodness*&lt;br /&gt;BTW this past Sunday was Paul's and mine 5 months! BEAutifulness how I love the bastard aka sweet/loving/wonderful guy...&lt;br /&gt;LOVE AND MISS EVERYONE! (even if the love isn't returned) MWAH!</content>
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    <title>leav_me_2_bleed @ 2005-08-13T22:33:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-14T04:11:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-14T04:11:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/Goober152/1123824868_qouise_big.jpg" border="0" alt="alt_tag"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You chose blue-green eyes.&lt;br /&gt;You are a very happy, hyper person. You love to&lt;br&gt;laugh a lot with your friends, and you are loud&lt;br&gt;in large crowds. Most of the time you're&lt;br&gt;smiling, but inside, you have a slight low self&lt;br&gt;esteem, and you try to cover it up with&lt;br&gt;cheerfullness. You try to live life to the&lt;br&gt;fullest. You also believe in all the&lt;br&gt;supernatural things. Like in faeries, ghosts,&lt;br&gt;aliens, etc...You like to keep your options&lt;br&gt;open. You can sometimes be a bit bossy too,&lt;br&gt;when people don't always like the same things&lt;br&gt;you like. It makes you defensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Goober152/quizzes/The%20Eye%20color%20personality%20test/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;The Eye color personality test&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;CREEPY! lol</content>
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    <title>A little lost....</title>
    <published>2005-08-13T04:54:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-13T04:56:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>(by) Breaking Benjamin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Take a photograph, &lt;br /&gt;It'll be the last, &lt;br /&gt;Not a dollar or a crowd could ever keep me here, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a past &lt;br /&gt;I just have a chance, &lt;br /&gt;Not a family or honest plea remains to say, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Rain rain go away, &lt;br /&gt;Come again another day, &lt;br /&gt;All the world is waiting for the sun.~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it you I want, &lt;br /&gt;Or just the notion &lt;br /&gt;Of a heart to wrap around so I can find my way around &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safe to say from here, &lt;br /&gt;Your getting closer now, &lt;br /&gt;We are never sad cause we are not allowed to be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Rain rain go away, &lt;br /&gt;Come again another day, &lt;br /&gt;All the world is waiting for the sun.~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain rain go away, &lt;br /&gt;Come again another day, &lt;br /&gt;All the world is waiting for the sun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To lie here under you, &lt;br /&gt;Is all that I could ever do, &lt;br /&gt;To lie here under you is all, &lt;br /&gt;To lie here under you is all that i could ever do, &lt;br /&gt;To lie here under you is all, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Rain rain go away, &lt;br /&gt;Come again another day, &lt;br /&gt;All the world is waiting for the sun.~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain rain go away, &lt;br /&gt;Come again another day, &lt;br /&gt;All the world is waiting for the sun, &lt;br /&gt;All the world is waiting for the sun, &lt;br /&gt;All the world is waiting for the sun........</content>
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    <title>leav_me_2_bleed @ 2005-08-09T22:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-10T03:45:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-10T03:45:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I need a break from myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like every where I look people are bored... bored with life, bored with themselves.  And I hate to admit it but I am to. I'm happy, happy, happy and then it just seems like the same ole same ole.  I'm just letting life pass me by.  Not doing anything productive.  Listening and listening and listening to other people's problems.  But if there ever comes a time that I need to vent it's like people are scared.  I'm not going to kill myself you know.  I haven't even cut for 5 months. I have more of a grasp on my emotions. I know when it's time to take a break from people or when it's time for me to be in a crowded room.  I just want to feel normal again... lol if normal even exists.  I guess I'm an overthinker.  I can't just let things be... I'm always hoping for a reason, a scape goat, a flaw... I guess I'm happy that we all die in the end.  Because when would the madness ever stop? We would just go crazy with unanswered questions.  And that is what the world would be.. crazy people... but who ever said that any one was really sane anyways? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk... a random venting.. for a random thought.  I just want to accomplish more things lately, but haven't.  It seems the thoughts in my head are dull.  I'm just always calm...  Which is weird.  Where did all the spice go? The adventure? The crazy me? The outgoing me? I feel old...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:leav_me_2_bleed:32321</id>
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    <title>Dorky but cool, don't deny it!</title>
    <published>2005-08-03T20:48:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-03T20:48:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Deftones</lj:music>
    <content type="html">1. Reply with your name and I'll respond with something random about you.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.&lt;br /&gt;8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written</content>
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    <title>Good times good times</title>
    <published>2005-08-03T04:40:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-03T04:40:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>NO DOUBT (theme of this evening)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today was a good day...&lt;br /&gt;*talked to Lisa and went out to Lunch... She is trying so hard to be this 'bad girl'  I wonder about her sometimes.  I hope she is careful.  Especially with love.  When she falls she falls hard... I love her though. She has been a great friend for years.&lt;br /&gt;*Talked to Josean for 3 and a half hours! wtf? Things are cool tho. I thought that it would be weird.  But they were like the good ole times.  Laughing, joking, talking about nothing and everything at the same time.  He still has mad skills at the guitar *jealous.*&lt;br /&gt;*went to volunteer for one hour.  I have sunburn so I didn't want to stay too long.  They were quite understanding.  And I got to give my love to all the kidtys awwwwZ.&lt;br /&gt;*Mowed the lawn&lt;br /&gt;*Went to Webbs with Kissy and Jackie.  It was the X-g/f club! How... entertaining.. lol. It was cool though.  A little awkward I guess.  I just had my nerves a little unsettled with dealing with my past.  But no worries, I had a good time. I will be hyper and happy next time Kissy and I hang out.  My conversation skills were a little dull tonight.  But bring on Node!  It is a missed place... OoOO and her son was adorable!!! Such a sweetie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all I'm content with everything.  Today was a good day and I'm thinking of ending it with some nap time. *yawn*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I get to see my baby. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya!</content>
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