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  <title>Lindsey</title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Jan 2005 19:44:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>breakups</title>
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  <description>so me and phil officially broke up last night.  he told me that love wasnt supposed to make him feel bad.  i cried all night.  still havent gotten any sleep.  i threw a burger at my car.  i dont know what that was supposed to accomplish, but it made me feel better.  me and brian went to disneyland yesterday and then got wasted.  that made me feel better too.  he didnt even cry when he told me he didnt love me anymore.  i knew it was coming.  i just didnt want to accept it.  i was so comfortable with phil.  now i am by myself forever.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Jan 2005 23:30:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>this is for you</title>
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  <description>FIRSTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-First car: 1987 mercedes benz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-First real kiss: aaron stones, oh lord... yay spin the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-First Break Up: aaron stones haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-First screen name: wonderwoman3009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-First self purchased album: offspring americana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-First funeral: my brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-First pets: dinah my psychotic cat.  i was glad when she died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-First piercing/tattoo: 4th grade, my ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-First credit card: november&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-First true love: paul atkinson.  still breaks my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-First enemy: oh so many...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-First big trip: australia when i was 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-First music you remember hearing in your house: beatles.  or maybe queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Last car ride: this morning home to hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Last kiss: today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Last good cry: today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Last library book checked out: dont know...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-Last beverage drank: Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Last food consumed: canned chicken and wheat thins... my mom thinks im fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Last crush: i dont know... its all about love for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Last phone call: tito... kinda miss the guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Last shoes worn: vans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Last item bought: well julie bought me ice cream &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Last annoyance: people thinking I&apos;m a slut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Last time wanting to die: today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Last time scolded: my mom today.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Jan 2005 23:22:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>home</title>
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  <description>so i get home and my mom bitches at me (whats new).&lt;br /&gt;i cant go to sleep.  running on an hour.&lt;br /&gt;humboldt is my new favorite place in the world.&lt;br /&gt;i love you all.</description>
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