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  <title>Weapon of Choice</title>
  <subtitle>Whats yours?</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Kirsten Rose</name>
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  <updated>2005-08-26T06:08:21Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lost_inocence:38121</id>
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    <title>nothing, no one, everywhere, LB</title>
    <published>2005-08-26T06:08:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-26T06:08:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i just got back from laguna beach, i could write thousands of pages on that city alone, its amazing, i love it soo much but right now im in a state of shock, everything there is so pristine, and the beach is not even 100 feet from our hotel, and right off the main road. I could surf everyday, i could lay out everyday, i would get skinny for that town. i love that city, i loved it so much every boy there is so my type, beautiful, shaggy hair, built bodies, surfers, tan, sweet, sexy, and their f-me lines are so defined, lovely, romantic, they make me feel so perfect when they smile, and they have sweet, sexy white teeth, there are no more words i can use to describe them. and the girls there are not at all what i expected, alot of them actually are pretty chunky, blonde of corse, and very pretty, but not all that skinny, which leaves me a chance, i fell in love every moment on that beach, with the sun, the surf, the salty water and sea air, the men, the beach volleyball, everything, please ship me off there. someone tell me they love me.&lt;br /&gt;-K</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lost_inocence:37873</id>
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    <title>lost_inocence @ 2005-08-21T23:50:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-22T06:50:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-22T06:50:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #C2CEDB" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" width="270"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="color: black; background: #eeeeee"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; Global Personality Test Results&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stability&lt;/b&gt; (20%) low which suggests you are very worrying, insecure, emotional, and anxious.&lt;br&gt; &lt;b&gt;Orderliness&lt;/b&gt; (53%) medium which suggests you are moderately organized, hard working, and reliable while still remaining flexible, efficient, and fun.&lt;br&gt; &lt;b&gt;Extraversion&lt;/b&gt; (53%) medium which suggests you average somewhere in between being assertive and social and being withdrawn and solitary.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/global5.html"&gt;Take Free Global Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lost_inocence:37545</id>
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    <title>Watch out for my heart; there, its lying in the road</title>
    <published>2005-07-03T07:38:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-03T07:38:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Watch out for my heart; there, its lying in the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redness beating through it, yet it looks so alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be careful of my beating heart, for your foot my come to rest upon it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be careful of my crimson bride, for she=s been cracked before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don=t think she can take it once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be careful of my beating heart for I once heard it crack,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that=s madness; for what person could do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, look, here he comes, as handsome as can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he will treat me right, I say, and love to only be with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his peachy fingers gripped around the beating thing, and I saw his knuckles swell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I did not see the last part coming, I thought I knew him so well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it slapped me in the face as he squeezed and squeezed with a silent smirk slapped across his face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy that he had finally put me in my place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he crushed my heart with all his might and left the bloody mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad I took our love and put it to the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought he would treat me so well, yet sadly he has not,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, look at the pieces laying there; left to rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said be careful with my scarlet bride, for she knows not how to be two,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but please...don=t take my pieces with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave them here with me, for I can sew them back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can keep her from her fateful crack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please leave her here with me please don=t make me start anew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my only sin in this world, was to tell you I loved you.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lost_inocence:37343</id>
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    <title>Tracks Trace</title>
    <published>2005-07-03T07:36:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-03T07:36:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">tears run tracks down her supple skin&lt;br /&gt;her stomach is twisted into unimaginable mazes&lt;br /&gt;she blinks hard&lt;br /&gt;trying to get ride of her hate&lt;br /&gt;but only still feels it in her gut&lt;br /&gt;why doesn't anyone care about eachother?&lt;br /&gt;don't care to love&lt;br /&gt;nor to hate&lt;br /&gt;distance&lt;br /&gt;distance from everyone&lt;br /&gt;that could potentially hurt them&lt;br /&gt;unable to see who people&lt;br /&gt;truly are&lt;br /&gt;like a little girl spinning out of control&lt;br /&gt;everything blurry&lt;br /&gt;but no one can touch her&lt;br /&gt;with her arms spinning wide&lt;br /&gt;a moveable wall&lt;br /&gt;the only way to reach her is to take her hand&lt;br /&gt;spin with her&lt;br /&gt;until she falls&lt;br /&gt;and you're right there to catch her as she&lt;br /&gt;cries and her tears &lt;br /&gt;soak into your palms&lt;br /&gt;as she talks&lt;br /&gt;of her fears,&lt;br /&gt;why she spun her moveable wall&lt;br /&gt;while she cries you think&lt;br /&gt;I'm so dizzy&lt;br /&gt;because all this time&lt;br /&gt;you've been spinning out of control&lt;br /&gt;aren't you glad &lt;br /&gt;you have another day&lt;br /&gt;to fall?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lost_inocence:37030</id>
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    <title>lost_inocence @ 2005-06-29T23:34:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-30T06:45:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-30T06:45:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my fingers caress these dark things called keys&lt;br /&gt;then you leave&lt;br /&gt;what darkness can i now hold within my fingertips&lt;br /&gt;words, foul and disgusting explode from my lips&lt;br /&gt;tracing themselves on the keys&lt;br /&gt;outlines of what i feel as the carpet catches my knees&lt;br /&gt;mere shadows of the things inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;dying to trace themselves within these keys&lt;br /&gt;these keys these keys the windows to my everything&lt;br /&gt;reaching out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching emptyness for meaning in these dark keys&lt;br /&gt;like an executioners smile as the axe drafts through the air&lt;br /&gt;you killed me with your accidence&lt;br /&gt;you killed me with your kiss&lt;br /&gt;romance&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;mere bliss&lt;br /&gt;these keys hold everything that ever wanted to leave my mouth&lt;br /&gt;these keys carry me on their backs&lt;br /&gt;drifting away into solitude&lt;br /&gt;silently waiting your reply&lt;br /&gt;then you left&lt;br /&gt;without so much as an empty key&lt;br /&gt;one stroke&lt;br /&gt;one note of feeling&lt;br /&gt;sadness&lt;br /&gt;joy&lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;you left&lt;br /&gt;you left alone&lt;br /&gt;you left the keys to carry me away from you &lt;br /&gt;into solitude</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lost_inocence:36813</id>
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    <title>Apology in a Eulogy</title>
    <published>2005-06-24T05:30:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-24T05:30:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am very sorry, for Iput you in this place&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry my image was askew as tears ran tracks down my face&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to do this to you, although its for the best&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for this situation, sorry for this mess&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I may never hear those three words from your mouth&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that you might share those words with someone else&lt;br /&gt;I am very sorry for doing this to you&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have challenged you&lt;br /&gt;I asked you to be with me, to love me, to listen&lt;br /&gt;but now the tears upon your cheeks simply seem to glisten&lt;br /&gt;I remember how your breath landed on my skin; so safe&lt;br /&gt;how you looked so dearly at the tears that weren't fake&lt;br /&gt;I remember how sweetly you reminded me you cared&lt;br /&gt;how tenderly you had loved me, &lt;br /&gt;all the pain that we shared&lt;br /&gt;I remember with sad eyes at how you held me close&lt;br /&gt;the questions that came from my simple  words I will never know&lt;br /&gt;its strange how much 4 words could hurt a person so deeply&lt;br /&gt;but remember forecer and always, for you I always had feelings.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lost_inocence:36532</id>
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    <title>Prozac</title>
    <published>2005-06-24T05:17:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-24T05:17:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You would never guess how 2 pills could&lt;br /&gt;make me feel so good&lt;br /&gt;How they could make my feelings not so misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;how those indigo little capsules could change my life so much&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer searching, reaching for your touch&lt;br /&gt;I can now live on my own without so much support&lt;br /&gt;I no longer think of making my life so short&lt;br /&gt;not so many tears have dampened my sheets&lt;br /&gt;or built up inside of me for oh to many weeks&lt;br /&gt;I can now tell you how I feel, without any remorse&lt;br /&gt;and realize you'll listen without any recourse&lt;br /&gt;I love me for who I am, not for who I was&lt;br /&gt;a lost, lonely child, searching for a cause.</content>
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    <title>BRiAN</title>
    <published>2005-06-24T05:12:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-24T05:12:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can't believe i took your crap&lt;br /&gt;and thought that you loved me&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you treated me like that&lt;br /&gt;and still i thought you cared&lt;br /&gt;you too my breath away and asked me for my heart&lt;br /&gt;I didnt even have time to think as you tore it all apart&lt;br /&gt;I always thought you were the one&lt;br /&gt;but how i hated you so&lt;br /&gt;you stabbed me in the back&lt;br /&gt;and let your feelings show&lt;br /&gt;your menacing finally got yo me&lt;br /&gt;and ripped my mind to shreds&lt;br /&gt;I left you alone that night and slowly put myself to bed&lt;br /&gt;although i didn't sleep all night long,&lt;br /&gt;it didn't take that much to realize how badly &lt;br /&gt;I was wrong.</content>
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    <title>lost_inocence @ 2005-06-23T22:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-24T05:10:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-24T05:10:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I knew great times couldn't last forever&lt;br /&gt;They had to pass sometime, although i wish the time was never&lt;br /&gt;the enevitable this time we hate&lt;br /&gt;although it drives to mesmerate&lt;br /&gt;They feed on our strain, our minds not put to ease&lt;br /&gt;laughter made is not meant to please&lt;br /&gt;this happiness is empty, the laughter off cute&lt;br /&gt;although i wish it had nothing to do with you&lt;br /&gt;you unfortunately caused this pain of mine&lt;br /&gt;caused my tears to swell, shattering my mind.</content>
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    <title>Fall</title>
    <published>2005-06-24T05:08:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-24T05:08:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">leaves of fall, winter, and autumn&lt;br /&gt;below my feet, all are trodden&lt;br /&gt;red, yellow, orange and green&lt;br /&gt;before my eyes all are seen&lt;br /&gt;pumpkins and jack-o-lanterns and great&lt;br /&gt;scary ghouls&lt;br /&gt;all are used as holloweens tools&lt;br /&gt;green leaves and rain mark fall's &lt;br /&gt;end&lt;br /&gt;witing for next year's heart to mend.</content>
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    <title>lost_inocence @ 2005-01-25T22:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-26T06:19:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-26T06:19:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img style="WIDTH: 794px; HEIGHT: 583px" height="718" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v140/tallblndchk/MaybeBaby.jpg" width="971"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lost_inocence:34414</id>
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    <title>This one's for Brian</title>
    <published>2004-12-29T17:37:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-29T17:37:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">SUGARCULT LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Memory"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may never start.&lt;br /&gt;We could fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;And I'd be your memory.&lt;br /&gt;Lost your sense of fear. &lt;br /&gt;Feelings insincere.&lt;br /&gt;Can I be your memory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So get back, back, back to where we lasted.&lt;br /&gt;Just like I imagine.&lt;br /&gt;I could never feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;So get back, back, back to the disaster.&lt;br /&gt;My heart's beating faster.&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may never start.&lt;br /&gt;I'll tear us apart.&lt;br /&gt;Can I be your enemy?&lt;br /&gt;Losing half a year.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you here&lt;br /&gt;I'd be your anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So get back, back, back to where we lasted.&lt;br /&gt;Just like I imagine.&lt;br /&gt;I could never feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;So get back, back, back to the disaster.&lt;br /&gt;My heart's beating faster.&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may never start.&lt;br /&gt;Tearing out my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I'd be your memory.&lt;br /&gt;Lost your sense of fear.&lt;br /&gt;(I'd be your memory)&lt;br /&gt;Feelings insincere.&lt;br /&gt;Can I be your memory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So get back, back, back to where we lasted.&lt;br /&gt;Just like I imagine.&lt;br /&gt;I could never feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;So get back, back, back to the disaster.&lt;br /&gt;My heart's beating faster.&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may never start.&lt;br /&gt;We could fall apart &lt;br /&gt;And I'd be your memory.&lt;br /&gt;Lost your sense of fear.&lt;br /&gt;Feelings insincere.&lt;br /&gt;Can I be your memory?&lt;br /&gt;Can I be your memory?</content>
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    <title>lost_inocence @ 2004-12-12T19:56:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-13T03:58:39Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-14T04:31:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="275" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v140/tallblndchk/bating.jpg" width="195"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;tallblndchk: his name is mikey&lt;br&gt;tallblndchk: thats him, ^&lt;br&gt;ChUkApIi: nice butt&lt;br&gt;ChUkApIi: haha&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;CuTiE GuRl 1379: awwww&lt;br&gt;CuTiE GuRl 1379: thats a nice back part&lt;br&gt;CuTiE GuRl 1379: lol&lt;br&gt;tallblndchk: lovely baseball pants huh&lt;br&gt;tallblndchk: mmmmmm&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>lost_inocence @ 2004-11-09T19:21:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-10T03:24:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-10T03:24:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">do you ever want to roll out of bed onto the floor, just to see what youll hit?&lt;br /&gt;or do you ever really want to smack yourself in the head with your math book, just to feel the numbness that comes from it?&lt;br /&gt;do you ever want to throw pillows at your walls, just to hear the hollow sound it makes as it is in contact with the solid?&lt;br /&gt;well i do and its a sickening thing the joy that comes from all these things.</content>
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    <title>lost_inocence @ 2004-11-09T18:50:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-10T03:02:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-10T03:02:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;why is it that everyone i want to know and wish i were more like, live so far away.&amp;nbsp; This thing im going through, its only as if one person truly knows what its like that lives near me, but everyone who could understand and i would love them to, live so far away. My life would be so much simpler and more amazing if i just lived in a place with all the people i adore and get along with.&amp;nbsp; oivey i love too many ppl that dont live close to me. like my boyfriend Mikey, good god if i could see him everyday i would go crazy.&amp;nbsp; Or Rebbecca my adoptive cousin, or my actual cousin Alex, Stephanie, Ryan, Annie, Joey, goodness gracious i miss them so much, i love them soo much too.&amp;nbsp; Or people i dont know very well but would love to get to know like Joey Fowler from oklahoma, or Kyle McBain from Oregon or Laine Solnier, if i only lived closer to them i would be so in love with the two of them because they really are awesome people. I really dont feel like anyone really understands me here, its hard to live in the valley and not be self absorbed i guess, but im trying to get to know people that arent like that and i have no idea how i would live if i got to know them better and could just like go to the movies with them or hang out at my house. you guys have no idea what that would mean to me,&amp;nbsp; no idea.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>lost_inocence @ 2004-10-26T20:22:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-27T03:28:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-27T03:28:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Clean Hands</lj:music>
    <content type="html">WEll i just got back from the most amazing leadership conference ever created in the history of the earth! although now i have some major decisions to make about my life and lifestyle, its going well so far, i think im actually growing in my faith (oh dont stop reading just because i said something about God)I met soo many awesome people who were so kind and cute and amazing that it was hard to leave, watching them all go made me sad. Special shoutouts to CHARLIE &amp; MICHAEL BAKER those guys are soo awesome (even though they can't pronounce my last name its all good) and to ADAM CLARK! and JOHN and MICHAEL the tall, and TILLEY!!!! and Laine (the french last-name kid) and to ALEX WEN and SCOTT MENGER and KYLE BROOKS who played mini golf while i watched. To MIKE SHOTT!! who i got locked in the golf shed with...ooo la la. and TIFFANY TYSON and BRITTANY who played foozeball with me and chilled like homegirls, but got their butts wooped by me.  To ARMANDO and SETH! who i met outside the boys bathroom.  To EVERYONE FROM MARANATHA AND WITTIER!!!!! you guys are sooooo awesome and 'hilarious. love you all very much!&lt;br /&gt;-K</content>
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    <title>lost_inocence @ 2004-10-21T20:47:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-22T03:46:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-22T03:46:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">MCR &amp; Green Day!</content>
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    <title>lost_inocence @ 2004-10-07T20:56:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-08T03:58:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-08T03:58:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">soccerpal13j: well dont worry about him now cuz this is our time k&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: sorry i went on for so long'&lt;br /&gt;soccerpal13j: :-P&lt;br /&gt;soccerpal13j: its ok&lt;br /&gt;soccerpal13j: dont worry about it&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: but i havent told n e one the whole story yet&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: you were the first&lt;br /&gt;soccerpal13j:  im here for you allll the time&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: dont you feel special&lt;br /&gt;soccerpal13j: yes i do... &lt;br /&gt;soccerpal13j: :-DO:-)&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: lol good&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: im gonna be so screwed for my text messaging tho&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: im scared&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: o well&lt;br /&gt;soccerpal13j: dont worry about it ... if your parents say somthing tell them to talk to me about it and ill explain it 4 u... k&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: mikey&lt;br /&gt;soccerpal13j: ??&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: you are the most amazing guy ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god sometimes that boy can be sooooo sweet, without even trying</content>
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    <title>lost_inocence @ 2004-10-03T22:12:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-04T05:14:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-04T05:14:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ZPAVI: do you come up here often&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: not that often&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: not as much as id like to&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: how sad&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: i love lompoc like i have no right to&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: lol I can't believe you love lompoc&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: its so boring&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: lol not to me&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: I dont see how it can be unboring&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: come live in LA for 4 years then move back to lompoc&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: you would love it&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: I've lived all over&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: lompoc suuuuuuuuuuucks&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: like woah&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: okay go back to the womb and then be born in LA live here for a while and then go to lompoc&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: and I'd be like&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: hey, theres nothing to do in the poc&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: time to head back to LA, the hub of the western world!&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: lol&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: the poc?&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: yes the poc&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: thats hilarious&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: hehe&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: but ya, it sucks, and you're just a silly silly girl for loving it&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: lol&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: then im a silly girl&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: SILLY I SAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: well youre a silly boy for taking it for granted&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: PFT!&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: I take nothing for granted&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: what is KAKUYA?&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: only the best word in the whole english dictionary&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: what is the definition?&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: kakuya is a golfing grass&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: ahhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: nice&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: but its the best word to say&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: it just makes me happy&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: awww&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: how cute&lt;br /&gt;ZPAVI: hehe&lt;br /&gt;tallblndchk: lol</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>A Boy</title>
    <published>2004-09-24T03:43:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-24T03:43:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You’re the one I’ll always want&lt;br /&gt;from now until the end,&lt;br /&gt;forever I will always know you will be my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come you in times of need, when tears cloud my heart&lt;br /&gt;when I feel the pain deep inside; tearing me apart,&lt;br /&gt;this ache I feel every day in my mind and soul&lt;br /&gt;and I know that it’s on your heart that seems to take the toll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always seem to be with me and always seem to care&lt;br /&gt;but these days I am most lonely are times when you’re not there.&lt;br /&gt;But every time my gaze drifts down and crosses my right hand&lt;br /&gt;I remember the feeling I had when I held that of my man,&lt;br /&gt;I remember the soft caress of your callused skin,&lt;br /&gt;and wondered to myself how this couldn’t be a sin.&lt;br /&gt;A tingle wandered down my spine and landed at my heel&lt;br /&gt;reminding me that this is how love is supposed to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You taught me how to care for someone other than myself&lt;br /&gt;that is why I place you upon my highest shelf.&lt;br /&gt;My fragile heart, the one you hold&lt;br /&gt;praying to help, my heart you mold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fingers caress my every curve &lt;br /&gt;and dazzle me with yours,&lt;br /&gt;You do not seem to make loving me just one of your many chores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that I’ m perfect though sadly I feel not&lt;br /&gt;but you will tell the truth as simply as you were taught.&lt;br /&gt;And even if I fail to keep your heart content&lt;br /&gt;I will always know that time with you was my time well spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re the one I’ll always want, the one I’ll always need&lt;br /&gt;to get me back on track and my mind back up to speed.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I shut you out you never seem to stop&lt;br /&gt;prying at my heart and soul, fighting the teardrops&lt;br /&gt;I dare not say what I feel for fear that it will jinx&lt;br /&gt;this love placed upon my heart that will never seem to cease.</content>
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    <title>lost_inocence @ 2004-09-23T20:12:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-24T03:28:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-24T03:28:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">VOLLEYBALL SCHEDULE!&lt;br /&gt;Sept 24 vs AGBU HOME 4:30&lt;br /&gt;Oct   1 vs WLAB HOME 4:30&lt;br /&gt;Oct   7 vs Pacific Lutheran HOME 4:30&lt;br /&gt;Oct   8 vs South Bay Lutheran HOME 4:30&lt;br /&gt;Oct  11 vs New Roads HOME&lt;br /&gt;Oct  15 vs Highland Hall HOME 4:30&lt;br /&gt;Oct  22 vs Hilcrest Thousand Oaks 4:30&lt;br /&gt;Oct  25 vs San Gabriel Academy HOME 5:00&lt;br /&gt;Nov   1 vs New Community Jewish HOME 4:30&lt;br /&gt;Nov   4 vs Pilibos HOME 4:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get the chance COME TO OUR GAMES!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Were a really good team and you won't be wasting your time, promise!&lt;br /&gt;-Kirsten</content>
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    <title>lost_inocence @ 2004-09-19T18:14:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-20T01:15:23Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-20T01:15:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Losing Grip" &lt;br /&gt;Are you aware of what you make me feel, baby&lt;br /&gt;Right now I feel invisible to you, like I'm not real&lt;br /&gt;Didn't you feel me lock my arms around you&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you turn away?&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I have to say I was left to cry there,&lt;br /&gt;waiting outside there grinning with a lost stare&lt;br /&gt;That's when I decided &lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Why should I care&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you weren't there when I was scared I was so alone&lt;br /&gt;You, you need to listen I'm starting to trip,&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing my grip and I'm in this thing alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I just some chick you place beside you to take somebody's place&lt;br /&gt;when you turn around can you recognize my face you used to love me,&lt;br /&gt;you used to hug me&lt;br /&gt;But that wasn't the case&lt;br /&gt;Everything wasn't ok I was left to cry there&lt;br /&gt;waiting outside there grinning with a lost stare&lt;br /&gt;That's when I decided &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying out loud I'm crying out loud&lt;br /&gt;Crying out loud I'm crying out loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Open up wide&lt;br /&gt;Why should I care&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you weren't there&lt;br /&gt;when I was scared I was so alone Why should I care&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you weren't there when I was scared I was so alone&lt;br /&gt;Why should I care&lt;br /&gt;If you don't care then I don't care were not going newhere&lt;br /&gt;Why should I care cuz you weren't there when I was scared I was so alone&lt;br /&gt;Why should I care If you don't care then i don't care were not going newhere</content>
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    <title>lost_inocence @ 2004-09-15T20:51:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-16T04:01:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-16T04:01:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well today sucked with all of the "It only figures" days its soo annnoying and hilarious at the same time. like all the irony is disgusting me so much.  Im so completely tired of school the only thing thats pushing me through is that i get to see mikey in october but i need to get a dress or alter one of the ones i have which wont be hard.  i wrote a poem and its kinda different than the ones ive written in the past which is good.  but yeah i get to see MIKEY!!!! whoo hoooo! yesss. And i get to see my lovely cousin!! and dance with the both of them all night long. i was so pissed today but im in a suprisingly good mood right now and with the day that ive had, thats amazing.&lt;br /&gt;-K</content>
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    <title>lost_inocence @ 2004-09-06T17:49:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-07T00:51:51Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-07T00:51:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im not looking forward to school so much right now, im almost in tears. im dreading it, just the start of it, just driving into the parkinglot, i have a bad feeling im going to break down in the driveway, crying and my mom is going ot have to take me home, its just so emotionally stressful in so many different ways, like dreading the inevitable that drama is going to happen and people are going to get hurt and everything is going to go wrong, i think im gonna have a panic attack.&lt;br /&gt;-K</content>
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    <title>lost_inocence @ 2004-09-06T16:08:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-06T23:10:42Z</published>
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    <content type="html">well today i was supposed to go to the beach but considering im sick i couldnt go. So my mom took cara, my brother and i out to lunch at in-n-out, which didnt taste too good to me but when youre sick you have a really strange tongue. Tonight is my brothers 21st birthday barbeque and hes having ribs for dinner, how delightful. and tomorrow i start school. if i ever say im actually looking forward to school starting,  someone slap me...hard.&lt;br /&gt;-K</content>
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