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  <title>SHATTERED pieces on the FLOOR</title>
  <subtitle>mendmydeadhrt</subtitle>
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    <name>mendmydeadhrt</name>
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  <updated>2009-08-30T11:22:48Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mendmydeadhrt:76790</id>
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    <title>mendmydeadhrt @ 2009-08-30T04:21:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-30T11:22:48Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-30T11:22:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>one true thing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">this is weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have soo many things i could say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and soo little energy to express it</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mendmydeadhrt:76502</id>
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    <title>WOW...its been a while.....fo sho</title>
    <published>2007-06-06T09:38:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-06T09:38:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Its late&lt;br /&gt;i still havent slept&lt;br /&gt;I have work soon&lt;br /&gt;I need a second Job&lt;br /&gt;I hope cheesecake factory hires me&lt;br /&gt;Ill make bank there&lt;br /&gt;My display picture is forever old&lt;br /&gt;old old old&lt;br /&gt;The things ive written about were.....so old&lt;br /&gt;and lame&lt;br /&gt;and I dont even know what im talking about&lt;br /&gt;dsjnjkbvdjbvdjnvdz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss people&lt;br /&gt;but then I miss No One&lt;br /&gt;So why would i even lie and say i did&lt;br /&gt;I have vanilla flavored cigs&lt;br /&gt;They taste like shit&lt;br /&gt;deff not like Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;I cant want to make my Hooka cigs.&lt;br /&gt;mmmm&lt;br /&gt;no harsh chemicals&lt;br /&gt;mmmhmm&lt;br /&gt;peace bitches V</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mendmydeadhrt:76131</id>
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    <title>let me feel like this all the time</title>
    <published>2006-06-26T07:24:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-26T07:24:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yesterday night i picked a flower from a tree,wishing i could be a fairy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight i walked in the rain and smeared my mascara onto my thumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the simple pleasure from last night still remains in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the softness of the petals that i kept brushing against my face. i couldnt help but want to kiss the flower that layed in my hand. my love killed it. no matter how delicate and careful i was...its whiteness slowly faded into brown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish nature could only provide. i wish that playground was never built. and the surrounding view would just be trees and vines, the sky would be so clear..and there really wouldnt be any worrys. no one would be thinking about the ants or bugs crawling on the trees. we would be one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tonight, the comforting sound of the rain tapping the pavement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its still warm so it doesnt matter how wet you get. the earth was awake and alive. it needed that summer rain. you can smell the trees breath. and if you close your eyes....even for a second you can fool yourself to believe you are in the mountains.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh how i wish i could feel like this all the   time                                                 -let me feel like this all the time.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mendmydeadhrt:75783</id>
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    <title>my life as a story book</title>
    <published>2006-06-04T09:45:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-04T09:45:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>death cab</lj:music>
    <content type="html">a couple days ago in a deel conversation with my friend vendetta&lt;br /&gt;i noticed a bee drowning in the spa&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was a horrible way to go...drowning and all&lt;br /&gt;so i have him two chances to stay and float on a leaf&lt;br /&gt;he failed both times&lt;br /&gt;what a lozer&lt;br /&gt;i took him out and he was drying off&lt;br /&gt;he kept slipping on to his back, belly up...&lt;br /&gt;he dried and was able to walk on his own...&lt;br /&gt;HE WALKED STRAIGHT INTO THE SPA AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i honeslty think he wanted to go&lt;br /&gt;it made me sad&lt;br /&gt;i screamed no and tryed to grab him out again&lt;br /&gt;he got sucked into the filter&lt;br /&gt;i felt really bad&lt;br /&gt;40 seconds or so later he came out...&lt;br /&gt;he died..&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a snail outside my door&lt;br /&gt;i almost didnt see him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he shell was painted green (when they repainted our house)&lt;br /&gt;it bothered me that the painters didnt even care to notice him sleeping&lt;br /&gt;or just dragging along&lt;br /&gt;what if he hates that dark green&lt;br /&gt;his shell is no longer shiney..&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad for him.&lt;br /&gt;hes munching on something outside more door&lt;br /&gt;it looks like a piece of bark&lt;br /&gt;maybe bread&lt;br /&gt;hhehe he has a green shell... =( &amp;lt;-- still makes me sad&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bothered.&lt;br /&gt;i hate guys&lt;br /&gt;and how they cant handle just being myfriend&lt;br /&gt;they cant handle "being rejected"&lt;br /&gt;and they wont come back cause they are too pride fucked&lt;br /&gt;and think they will look like a  "pussy" for crawling back&lt;br /&gt;cause no there secret is exposed.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what you want for me&lt;br /&gt;but im not going to offer anything more than my frriend ship.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont think its fair what they do.&lt;br /&gt;get over yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its almost 3 and im still awake&lt;br /&gt;i no longer really sleep&lt;br /&gt;i should get to sleep&lt;br /&gt;.....its been a long long while since i wrote but its not like&lt;br /&gt;anyone reads this anyways&lt;br /&gt;....later days.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mendmydeadhrt:75619</id>
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    <title>the journey begins</title>
    <published>2006-03-20T15:44:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-20T15:44:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so today i am going to start working out&lt;br /&gt;" you would be flawless if you lost weight"&lt;br /&gt;i saved up my tips for about 3 weeks&lt;br /&gt;i have 155&lt;br /&gt;note that i spent some for gas here and there&lt;br /&gt;for michaels show&lt;br /&gt;and for food&lt;br /&gt;i was going to buy a new phone....&lt;br /&gt;but its 250 for the phone&lt;br /&gt;40 a month&lt;br /&gt;pluss 10 for text&lt;br /&gt;THEN im going to have to depostite some fucking shit because i do not have any credit....&lt;br /&gt;I DO NOT WANT A CREDIT CARD i think they are gay&lt;br /&gt;but that seems to be the only way to build credit....eh...&lt;br /&gt;so i think i am just going to go shopping for underwear....HHA&lt;br /&gt;since its going to take me 6 months to build credit anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v76/mendmydeadhrt/47a25276.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v76/mendmydeadhrt/michaeldancing.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v76/mendmydeadhrt/michaeltouch.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v76/mendmydeadhrt/meandjess.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mendmydeadhrt:75408</id>
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    <title>mendmydeadhrt @ 2006-03-20T07:00:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-20T15:04:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-20T15:04:25Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mendmydeadhrt:75089</id>
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    <title>what to think about when i doubt</title>
    <published>2006-01-10T06:56:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-10T06:56:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today mike told me that he still has the first paper &lt;br /&gt;i gave him with the name on it&lt;br /&gt;the one i gave him the 2nd time when i saw him&lt;br /&gt;at warped tour&lt;br /&gt;i wrote my name and my number&lt;br /&gt;so he wouldnt forget when i called&lt;br /&gt;he still has it&lt;br /&gt;i asked why&lt;br /&gt;and he said because i like it&lt;br /&gt;it makes me think of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that HAS to mean something....right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               i didnt think he was cute like that</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mendmydeadhrt:74838</id>
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    <title>the past time of my life</title>
    <published>2006-01-09T06:26:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-09T06:26:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>death cab for cutie</lj:music>
    <content type="html">double black and white enlarged photos&lt;br /&gt;for a person i have never met&lt;br /&gt;but offered the chance tooo&lt;br /&gt;im kind of scared to meet his mom&lt;br /&gt;what if she doesnt like me&lt;br /&gt;or i donno&lt;br /&gt;she doesnt think im pretty enough&lt;br /&gt;cause im no longer the "basic" deff of pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new york was filled with people&lt;br /&gt;and family&lt;br /&gt;and partys&lt;br /&gt;i miss my family&lt;br /&gt;i didnt see my dad or even talk to him&lt;br /&gt;i dont plan on it untill he leaves his whore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh more later</content>
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    <title>sleep is something thats been lacking my scedule</title>
    <published>2006-01-08T08:19:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-08T08:19:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">its funny how well i have been running with outsleep&lt;br /&gt;tomarrow i have work at 2 till close&lt;br /&gt;most i have worked in one day&lt;br /&gt;this week i saw mike 3 times&lt;br /&gt;i took him to the air port today&lt;br /&gt;hes going home for a week&lt;br /&gt;ah fuck this&lt;br /&gt;i had 20 min of sleep im not writting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i was attached by a gust of horniness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god that sucked</content>
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    <title>the toy</title>
    <published>2005-11-02T04:36:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-02T04:36:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">sid came back home&lt;br /&gt;sid went back to the shop&lt;br /&gt;they didnt fix him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks&lt;br /&gt;cause im the only one that really turns him on&lt;br /&gt;=(</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mendmydeadhrt:74115</id>
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    <title>what is october</title>
    <published>2005-11-01T06:26:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-01T06:26:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">what is october&lt;br /&gt;anything better than a grand night fallowed by tears&lt;br /&gt;story telling in a broken down car&lt;br /&gt;by the side of the steet&lt;br /&gt;cars passing and passing&lt;br /&gt;yet no one is stopping&lt;br /&gt;you would think that this is the time a cop car would pull over&lt;br /&gt;a tow truck maybe&lt;br /&gt;no only the people you would think to be scared of&lt;br /&gt;or even worthless would help&lt;br /&gt;a bum pushing his home&lt;br /&gt;his shopping cart that he stole&lt;br /&gt;looking for his next warm place to sleep&lt;br /&gt;even a biker&lt;br /&gt;just trying to get his daily night work out done&lt;br /&gt;dirtying his bandana to check the&lt;br /&gt;transmision fluid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the screams&lt;br /&gt;but not of a human&lt;br /&gt;or anything alive for that matter&lt;br /&gt;but something that is not guite dead&lt;br /&gt;or is it?&lt;br /&gt;his name was sid&lt;br /&gt;sid vicious&lt;br /&gt;and he died on october 31th&lt;br /&gt;my favorite day&lt;br /&gt;i cried with him &lt;br /&gt;as we struggled &lt;br /&gt;going less than 20 miles per hour&lt;br /&gt;up the road.&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   my heart breaks.</content>
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    <title>the weekend love</title>
    <published>2005-10-24T16:22:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-24T16:22:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">soo on sat me and lauren go down to mikes when i get off work&lt;br /&gt;we get down there and get lost&lt;br /&gt;how i dont kno&lt;br /&gt;we werent paying attention we were laughing and singing&lt;br /&gt;we ended up in irvine&lt;br /&gt;and all these asians were EVERYWHERE&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;we get there and jakes in bed&lt;br /&gt;he wont get up&lt;br /&gt;OR LEAVE THE ROOM&lt;br /&gt;for some....reason&lt;br /&gt;finally lauren and me get jake to leave&lt;br /&gt;they went to the store and bought vodka&lt;br /&gt;ha&lt;br /&gt;me and lauren get drunk i guess you would say&lt;br /&gt;not shit faced drunk&lt;br /&gt;just drunk&lt;br /&gt;however when they left me and mike farked&lt;br /&gt;then lauren left the room and jake fallowed&lt;br /&gt;so we got to fark again&lt;br /&gt;that was funner&lt;br /&gt;hes so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;then the next day which was yesterday&lt;br /&gt;\lauren wanted to watch us have sex haa...&lt;br /&gt;thats not gunna happen lol&lt;br /&gt;so instead mike was grabbing my boobs in front of her&lt;br /&gt;and flashing me to her ahaha&lt;br /&gt;and then touched me, yeah. in front of her haa&lt;br /&gt;i told lauren to get out of the room HAHA&lt;br /&gt;it was funny tho&lt;br /&gt;stupid teese&lt;br /&gt;and poor lauren&lt;br /&gt;she wanted to watch lol&lt;br /&gt;but thats just....weird&lt;br /&gt;anyways im at school and im trying to find out how im going to do something&lt;br /&gt;eh&lt;br /&gt;ill let this go&lt;br /&gt;i want to go back over tho....&lt;br /&gt;meh..&lt;br /&gt;i miss him</content>
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    <title>i would go out tonight but i havent got a stitch to wear</title>
    <published>2005-10-20T04:23:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-20T04:23:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so yeaterday i hung out with kristen&lt;br /&gt;its been a while&lt;br /&gt;we talked&lt;br /&gt;i was sooo happy yesterday&lt;br /&gt;then all of a sudden at 6 30&lt;br /&gt;fucking sadness his me out of no where&lt;br /&gt;i dont kno why so dont ask&lt;br /&gt;it just did&lt;br /&gt;i got home and was bummed out&lt;br /&gt;hoping i would talk with michael&lt;br /&gt;but he was being retarted and didnt talk back much&lt;br /&gt;so that kind of made me upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today ive been bummed out as well&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i want to cry or something&lt;br /&gt;its weird&lt;br /&gt;i donno&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;this guy today said "amanda do u cry alot"&lt;br /&gt;me "no why"&lt;br /&gt;i donno it just seems like all the stuff you create is sad&lt;br /&gt;and thats so not true.&lt;br /&gt;my sillohette or however u spell it&lt;br /&gt;man is HOT&lt;br /&gt;it symbols SO MUCH&lt;br /&gt;hes sitting there with his head tilted up&lt;br /&gt;he has a tear&lt;br /&gt;and his hands are held out and up&lt;br /&gt;and a heart is floating above it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the plain just black and white shows simplicity&lt;br /&gt;things shouldnt be complicated&lt;br /&gt;the hearts just floating there cause its something he wants so badly&lt;br /&gt;i donno&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like explaining it&lt;br /&gt;ill explain it when i post it on here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres a letter that made me feel nice inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda, I admire the way that you express your rage. it’s the only thing that most people cannot express that makes me look up to you. it’s pieces that I wish I had in me to let out and push it aside, and you and I both know I’m not one for pushing much aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you inspired me to sew and actually opened me up to the idea of making things. haha, I realize that anything is tangible, and all I would need to do is pick it up and fix it. the way you actually have the focus and determination to get things your way inspires me to do more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see things differently. ways I could only glance at from a distance but not fully understand. and that’s something I love about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having you explain to me the silhouette thing the other day made me smile on the inside because there were different ways to look at it,… and it never actually got to me. it was like you pointed my head in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry if I was bitchy or whatnot for the past few days… but it’s only because it’s another part of me I haven’t shown. I used to have bad tempers when I was younger and that’s one reason why I’m so shy and don’t show much either. I used to get so mad I’d hurt people and they would eventually abandon me. friends and family… it was so stupid. I was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully my change is for the better… bwaha… I’d hate to piss people off… especially you, because I know you have the ability to break my legs off and squish me in a paper napkin to flush down the toilet like all your insect fiends that you find around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes. I hope you get this soon, I’ll be leaving for work at 4.45. later. mwah. and I loff you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-charlotte-</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mendmydeadhrt:73425</id>
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    <title>i should have just slept in</title>
    <published>2005-10-13T14:19:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-13T14:19:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">sSo yesterday in class i worked 2 hours on these silouete hands&lt;br /&gt;that go with me very hot man/woman&lt;br /&gt;silouette thing&lt;br /&gt;\and guess what&lt;br /&gt;COULDNT SAVE IT&lt;br /&gt;cause something is wrong with out server&lt;br /&gt;YAY 2 hours of work and nothing can be done for it&lt;br /&gt;eh&lt;br /&gt;i told myself to just stay in bed cause the comps wont be working&lt;br /&gt;and yeah,&lt;br /&gt;they arent&lt;br /&gt;i wish to just been in my warm bed&lt;br /&gt;or michaels...&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;cause that was part of my dream&lt;br /&gt;i promise myself i wont call him text him  or IM him  till sunday&lt;br /&gt;i want to see how long it takes him to contact me&lt;br /&gt;and i hate that things are like this&lt;br /&gt;but im pretty sure that if they werent...i would loose interest&lt;br /&gt;or woould i?&lt;br /&gt;im not sure&lt;br /&gt;yoou see...&lt;br /&gt;i go both ways with everything&lt;br /&gt;could explain why i never kno what i want &lt;br /&gt;but i know i want more than this&lt;br /&gt;AND i kno that the more we keep doing stuff the more serious this will have to be&lt;br /&gt;next time were alone&lt;br /&gt;or on the phone&lt;br /&gt;were going to talk a little&lt;br /&gt;um&lt;br /&gt;yeah...&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i saw fight club&lt;br /&gt;for pretty much the first time&lt;br /&gt;and the day b4 that i gotmy her did&lt;br /&gt;it looks good&lt;br /&gt;to bad no one noticed that it was 5 inches longer...&lt;br /&gt;fucking dumb ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i have to get to text work SINCE OUR SHITS NOT WORKING&lt;br /&gt;tomarrow....im sleeping in&lt;br /&gt;late</content>
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    <title>title</title>
    <published>2005-10-06T05:18:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-06T05:18:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could be an old pin up doll&lt;br /&gt;and have soliders hang me up in their lockers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tthat would be great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the fifth time someone said i&lt;br /&gt;looked like/resembled&lt;br /&gt;tomb raider&lt;br /&gt;lady&lt;br /&gt;how the fuck do u spell her name?&lt;br /&gt;Anjolean joilie&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;thats not right&lt;br /&gt;god ddamnit&lt;br /&gt;oh well im tired and need to shower&lt;br /&gt;i smell like an asian</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mendmydeadhrt:72870</id>
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    <title>i want him</title>
    <published>2005-10-03T03:57:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-03T03:57:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so yeah&lt;br /&gt;i just took a lovely shower&lt;br /&gt;candles are the best way to take showers&lt;br /&gt;screw lights&lt;br /&gt;they body looks more beautiful by candles anyway&lt;br /&gt;today i went to go look at my damanatrix costume&lt;br /&gt;i dont kno if thats how u spell it but i really dont care&lt;br /&gt;uh its so hot.&lt;br /&gt;and this guy walked to the back of the store and i said  &lt;br /&gt;"hey! those are the screeens i use at school"&lt;br /&gt;then i go to the lady and say u have a screen printing press in here?!?&lt;br /&gt;and she says yeah&lt;br /&gt;me- eeee thats awesome! i do that for 4 hours a day at school&lt;br /&gt;and yada yada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talk&lt;br /&gt;and if she needs help she might hire me&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;im so excited they might do a thing for mtv and&lt;br /&gt;get 15 million dollars in projects a day&lt;br /&gt;so....they just might need help...u kno...yeah&lt;br /&gt;thats alot of work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT IM SO HAPPY OH GOD PLEASE LET THIS HAPPEN IT WOULD BE THE SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;i get a job doing what i LOVE&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and michael are doing good&lt;br /&gt;"i saw u naked"&lt;br /&gt;such a dork.&lt;br /&gt;but i love him.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can see him TOMARROW OR TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE I NEED TO.&lt;br /&gt;i misses him</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mendmydeadhrt:72652</id>
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    <title>can humans fake....? HELP ME OUT HERE</title>
    <published>2005-09-21T04:00:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-21T04:00:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">gut feelings?&lt;br /&gt;cause we cause them to not show?&lt;br /&gt;or if they dont show...&lt;br /&gt;are we all in good hands?&lt;br /&gt;do i trust mike?&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i dont have any bad feeling about it&lt;br /&gt;nothing saying STAY AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;like with jeremy&lt;br /&gt;i always knew what was going to happen&lt;br /&gt;or did i cause that to happen all by myself&lt;br /&gt;from having doubt in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does this work.&lt;br /&gt;am i being naive?&lt;br /&gt;am i being a typical "stupid girl"&lt;br /&gt;no thats not possible cause i will never let me become one of them&lt;br /&gt;so then am i good?&lt;br /&gt;should i always asume  good things so there for&lt;br /&gt;i cant subconciously mess things up later on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting tired....&lt;br /&gt;shirt tomarrow!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mendmydeadhrt:72223</id>
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    <title>so hot</title>
    <published>2005-09-20T21:14:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-20T21:14:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">pulling hair&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;nails in the back&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;hotness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh...&lt;br /&gt;time to take a shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i have new pj bottoms =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when hes getting them back...&lt;br /&gt;who knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he called me when he said&lt;br /&gt;called me back yesterday&lt;br /&gt;and texted me back today&lt;br /&gt;looking better,</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mendmydeadhrt:71964</id>
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    <title>back into the shit hole</title>
    <published>2005-09-16T14:45:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-16T14:45:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so...&lt;br /&gt;just when things with me and mike were getting better&lt;br /&gt;its all done now&lt;br /&gt;he told me to loose his number&lt;br /&gt;i dont kno if he said that cause he was just really upset&lt;br /&gt;but i have a reason to be upset as well&lt;br /&gt;being ignored for 3 weeks&lt;br /&gt;come on now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my eyes are really puffy.&lt;br /&gt;my glasses are staying on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was driving to school today&lt;br /&gt;the sky was all grey&lt;br /&gt;and really thick&lt;br /&gt;but the sun still shined in one spot&lt;br /&gt;and it made me cry&lt;br /&gt;i dont kno ow to read that sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god help me.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mendmydeadhrt:71907</id>
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    <title>i dont have a title</title>
    <published>2005-09-13T14:42:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-13T14:42:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;i was at school and this butterfly kept landing &lt;br /&gt;on this guy&lt;br /&gt;i got mad and cursed at him telling him to land on me...&lt;br /&gt;and he did.&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;made me feel special...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so going to FUN OL WORK...&lt;br /&gt;i grabbed my pants and ishy out of the hamper to wash&lt;br /&gt;when i grabbed them out of the dryer i noticed it wasnt my work shirt...&lt;br /&gt;it was mikes shirt...&lt;br /&gt;and yeah...&lt;br /&gt;i donno&lt;br /&gt;it made me sad...&lt;br /&gt;and i kind of took it as a sign to call him,&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even kno the shirt was in the hamper to start off with&lt;br /&gt;it felt weird&lt;br /&gt;i dont kno what to do&lt;br /&gt;all i KNOW IS...&lt;br /&gt;i HAVE to see him ONE last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........eh......&lt;br /&gt;class is to early....&lt;br /&gt;i need to go back to mi mi's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go fark yourself.</content>
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    <title>things ive noticed</title>
    <published>2005-09-12T05:52:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-12T05:52:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">butterflys are to delicate to be touched my little kids&lt;br /&gt;this one butterfly really liked me&lt;br /&gt;i felt special&lt;br /&gt;a kid killed one by smushing it into the carpet&lt;br /&gt;with his foot...&lt;br /&gt;my heart went out to it&lt;br /&gt;and i wanted to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when youre not driving&lt;br /&gt;and you look out the window&lt;br /&gt;at the freeway floor&lt;br /&gt;its actually really beautiful&lt;br /&gt;when its dark&lt;br /&gt;and with the right amount of light&lt;br /&gt;it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it always makes me think when i stare at it.&lt;br /&gt;the little reflectors and broken glass&lt;br /&gt;from car accidents&lt;br /&gt;make it sparkle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really love plants...and flowers&lt;br /&gt;they make me feel great inside.&lt;br /&gt;really great.&lt;br /&gt;i love stairing at them &lt;br /&gt;and caring for them...&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;im sad.&lt;br /&gt;and single.&lt;br /&gt;yet...again....&lt;br /&gt;fuck, am i lozer</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mendmydeadhrt:71421</id>
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    <title>so... a story only old people would hide.</title>
    <published>2005-09-11T07:52:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-11T07:52:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">um...&lt;br /&gt;i guess...i dont have a bf anymore&lt;br /&gt;well...i DONT have one anymore.&lt;br /&gt;havent talked to hime in over 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;hes fucked up&lt;br /&gt;and has no reason NOT to talk to me&lt;br /&gt;hes really weird&lt;br /&gt;and fucking shady.&lt;br /&gt;his drummer jake...i love him hes a good guy&lt;br /&gt;told me that if he had me hed appreciate me&lt;br /&gt;and he doesnt kno why mike is doing this&lt;br /&gt;he said i was awesome and good to him&lt;br /&gt;since i did alot for him and made alot of stuff  for him&lt;br /&gt;it make me happy that&lt;br /&gt;he said he would appreciate me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i still dont kno what to do.&lt;br /&gt;im not going to call him im him or text him&lt;br /&gt;i wrote him a long letter and the next day&lt;br /&gt;he texted me to go over&lt;br /&gt;and i said i dont kno what else to say but why&lt;br /&gt;and he said just do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i said can u give me a reason why i should go over&lt;br /&gt;and he said so when can u come&lt;br /&gt;and i said when u tell me why&lt;br /&gt;and then he said nevermind&lt;br /&gt;i said&lt;br /&gt;ok then? u want me to keep running to you? u ignored me for 2 weeks u can at least tell me why u want me there...cant you?&lt;br /&gt;and then i said and plus i get my stitches out today IF i go over it will be after that&lt;br /&gt;and then i texted him when i was done at the docs and he said he had practice at 7.&lt;br /&gt;and that was the end&lt;br /&gt;i imed him and said hi&lt;br /&gt;he didnt say anything&lt;br /&gt;then i texted him telling him&lt;br /&gt;to play a good show and maybe we can hang out soon&lt;br /&gt;and he didnt text me back&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thru with it&lt;br /&gt;IF we talk im fucking with him&lt;br /&gt;ill say ill go over&lt;br /&gt;and i wont show&lt;br /&gt;ill make him wait&lt;br /&gt;everything&lt;br /&gt;im just going to fuck with him and try not to care&lt;br /&gt;I DONT PLAY FUCKING GAMES&lt;br /&gt;I DONT LIKE GAMES&lt;br /&gt;but if u fuck with me....&lt;br /&gt;its done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah another relationship gone bad&lt;br /&gt;i need to stop picking  fucked up boys&lt;br /&gt;im tired of this shit..&lt;br /&gt;im tired...&lt;br /&gt;period&lt;br /&gt;people need to stop fucking with others...i mean come on now..&lt;br /&gt;its fucking old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wrote this the other night&lt;br /&gt;it needs adding and fixing and ishy&lt;br /&gt;give me a break its the first in a long time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring on the october breeze&lt;br /&gt;its finally here&lt;br /&gt;the leaves rustle in the wind&lt;br /&gt;but its not like any windy day.&lt;br /&gt;breath in...&lt;br /&gt;exhale...&lt;br /&gt;you can feel october in the air&lt;br /&gt;and i think im in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the time shows yellow and orange&lt;br /&gt;why do the leaves sing a different song?&lt;br /&gt;it leaves me only wispering your name&lt;br /&gt;soon it will fade away&lt;br /&gt;just like my october breeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a SHALLOW breeze...&lt;br /&gt;you are THEE october breeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i read it....i kind of dont like it anymore....hm...goodnight</content>
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    <title>A NEW FUCKING JOB! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
    <published>2005-07-27T08:12:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-27T08:12:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yes. &lt;br /&gt;FUCK BAJA FRESH!&lt;br /&gt;my boss said "i dont kno if i can give u the days off"&lt;br /&gt;im going to cancun.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry but a trip that over 1000$ a person&lt;br /&gt;is worth more than baja fucking fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he said "im not sure if youre going to be n the scedule when u get back"&lt;br /&gt;SO i got another job&lt;br /&gt;and Pei Wei&lt;br /&gt;its a branch from P.F Changs&lt;br /&gt;and it looks ULTRA YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;and i start off making 8$ an hour&lt;br /&gt;and shes going to give me 5 days a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS SO MUCH MORE AND BETTER THAN FUCKING BAJA FRESH!&lt;br /&gt;and shes white&lt;br /&gt;shes not a beaner&lt;br /&gt;and she speaks ENGLISH&lt;br /&gt;and shes nice&lt;br /&gt;and i can actually WEAR MY FUCKING MAKEUP!&lt;br /&gt;and do my hair as a PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;and the other best part is&lt;br /&gt;ONE OF MY BESTEREST FRIENDS IS WORKING WITH ME&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;how can it get any better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot woot&lt;br /&gt;woot woot</content>
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    <title>corruption</title>
    <published>2005-07-26T05:21:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-26T05:21:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>rise against</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;sleep over the boy friends house&lt;br /&gt;he turns me on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love biting,&lt;br /&gt;hair being pulled,&lt;br /&gt;digging nails in lower back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have learned that...&lt;br /&gt;things are really soft.&lt;br /&gt;i love everything about him.</content>
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    <title>i fucking hate all this shit.</title>
    <published>2005-07-18T05:47:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-18T05:47:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i wrote my "bf" a letter.&lt;br /&gt;cause i kind of dont kno wtf is going on&lt;br /&gt;i ahvent really talked to him&lt;br /&gt;and he kind of doesnt call me or anything&lt;br /&gt;so i wrote him a letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first letter i wrote got deleted =/&lt;br /&gt;i wish myspace didn't delete my letter&lt;br /&gt;cause now im all stressed cause i cant think of what i wanted to say.&lt;br /&gt;well i guess well start with this....=/&lt;br /&gt;are u serious about all "this"&lt;br /&gt;now im really not to sure.&lt;br /&gt;so could u please tell me what's going on&lt;br /&gt;i donno maybe its me and im just thinking to much&lt;br /&gt;or could u tell me if u want something?&lt;br /&gt;or something?&lt;br /&gt;so i at least know what i am up for?&lt;br /&gt;i donno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never get any messages from you&lt;br /&gt;or calls...&lt;br /&gt;or comments or anything.&lt;br /&gt;And it makes me really really sad. ='(&lt;br /&gt;cause i think about you a lot&lt;br /&gt;that's why i take the time to do all of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i ...never get any from you =(&lt;br /&gt;and it just makes me think about whats really going on&lt;br /&gt;and i really dislike when i have to wonder about things&lt;br /&gt;cause then i just think to much ( like i could already be doing)&lt;br /&gt;so thats why i was hoping that u could just tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i call all the time&lt;br /&gt;and  i .....feel like you're avoiding me or dont want to talk to me&lt;br /&gt;so sometimes i hesitate to even call cause i think&lt;br /&gt;"well if he wanted to talk he would call right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i donno...&lt;br /&gt;other girls get comments from you..&lt;br /&gt;interesting comments...=/&lt;br /&gt;and your "gf" doesnt.&lt;br /&gt;it just...doesnt make me  feel to confident about this whole thing&lt;br /&gt;and like i said it makes me wonder about whats going on&lt;br /&gt;and if you're really even serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i want to be serious about this&lt;br /&gt;and i want to be the only girl you'll have&lt;br /&gt;and i really dont want any other guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i exaggerated about any of this.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i did.&lt;br /&gt;im just stating how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you understand&lt;br /&gt;just fill me in.&lt;br /&gt;and tell me everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it&lt;br /&gt;the end,&lt;br /&gt;i will not....get hurt over this.&lt;br /&gt;let just fuck with him ay?&lt;br /&gt;ay</content>
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