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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 Nov 2007 14:36:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>009.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;austin and i broke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just keep crying.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 Nov 2007 04:23:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>004. [If you&apos;ll be my star; I&apos;ll be your skyy].</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;So Austin and I are better now.&amp;nbsp; I do not know how to take it.&amp;nbsp; How can we be so angry at each other and then watch him just chill after sex.&amp;nbsp; Maybe for once I am truly in love.&amp;nbsp; And this is real.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m not in high school anymore.&amp;nbsp; I am not trying to impress anyone anymore.&amp;nbsp; I just believe that this is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://i10.tinypic.com/85fw5yp.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i10.tinypic.com/85fw5yp.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what I want for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just told me he loved me:)&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Nov 2007 18:16:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>003. [IT&apos;S JUST A LITTLE CRUSH].</title>
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  <description>I have heard that song twice&amp;nbsp;in the past&amp;nbsp;ten minutes on the radio.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I have a feeling this is a sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not like everything I do depends on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;OMG.&amp;nbsp; Now&amp;nbsp;Sister Sledge is playing.&amp;nbsp; Haha.&amp;nbsp; Oh. So Austin and&amp;nbsp;I are&amp;nbsp;back together.&amp;nbsp; Moments after posting that last entry I called him out of the goodness of my heart to figure out what the fuck is going on between us and&amp;nbsp;he replied by telling me that we never&amp;nbsp;broke up, so he was just angry and threatened.&amp;nbsp; But his new thing is that he wants to&amp;nbsp;just &quot;get through this weekend&quot;.&amp;nbsp; I told him if he was going to prolong breaking up with me that he was just better&amp;nbsp;off doing it&amp;nbsp;know so that I would not be&amp;nbsp;bitter.&amp;nbsp; Because&amp;nbsp;bitter ex girlfriends are the worst in the world.&amp;nbsp; I know I have been there before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder that when Mike died if I did lose my one true love.&amp;nbsp; I thought&amp;nbsp;Austin would be the one for me.&amp;nbsp; I thought that he could be my everything.&amp;nbsp; I thought that I could have found the boy who could complete me.&amp;nbsp; I thought I found that boy who could make me forget about all of the heartbreak that has occurred throughout my life.&amp;nbsp; But he seems to just not want to move on.&amp;nbsp; Last night we spent the night&amp;nbsp;together and this morning I woke up to kisses on my back and this boy who showed so much love that he could not control himself.&amp;nbsp; Maybe he is using me to lose his&amp;nbsp;virginity.&amp;nbsp; So now is he done with me?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jose never made me felt this way.&amp;nbsp; Even when we fight he always let me win.&amp;nbsp; He always made sure that I smiled last.&amp;nbsp; That&amp;nbsp;I was shining as&amp;nbsp;always.&amp;nbsp; For some reason, I think the fact that I am Austin&apos;s first true&amp;nbsp;girlfriend in like two years make me a guniea&amp;nbsp;pig.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This is his longest relationship and I do not believe that he understands most about how to sacifice in a relationship.&amp;nbsp; I have been willing to give up my personality as a whole just for love and for once in my life I am not going to subject myself to losing who I am.&amp;nbsp; I am&amp;nbsp;not going to be nice to his friends who give me the&amp;nbsp;dirtiest looks that a girl can ever be given.&amp;nbsp; I believe that I am going to go back to my&amp;nbsp;indie roots.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;was a happier&amp;nbsp;girl then.&amp;nbsp; With just my indie music and long drives with Flint.&amp;nbsp; Those were the days when everything had finally clicked&amp;nbsp; into place.&amp;nbsp; Even&amp;nbsp; though we never completely had a relationship, I believe that it was the closest I have ever gotten for someone to completely know me for who&amp;nbsp;I am.&amp;nbsp; Face value.&amp;nbsp; Without any hidden meaning.&amp;nbsp; I have always been afraid to let anyone know that side of me, and I thought I could trust&amp;nbsp;Austin with that side of me, but now I feel like I cannot trust him anymore because I&amp;nbsp;gave him my heart and he&amp;nbsp;had already broken it once.&amp;nbsp; I cannot continue to have my heart broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to open up to him, but I have a&amp;nbsp;feeling that he is not going to accept me.&amp;nbsp; Flint is the only person who I have truly opened up to.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And for&amp;nbsp;some reason I want&amp;nbsp;it to stay that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <lj:music>Do You Love Me::The Contours</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Nov 2007 00:28:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>002. [OH BOYS BOYS BOYS!]</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;austin just broke up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2007 18:19:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>001. [I&apos;M BACK.]</title>
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  <description>OMG.&amp;nbsp; I dropped off of the livejournal scene a while ago, but I now have that craving for blogging again and I decided that it is time that I come back.&amp;nbsp; The last time I left a note in this rubbish was during the middle of my junior year before I decided to get addicted to myspace which just does not fulfill the same sensation that I got from writing down how my day actually went.&amp;nbsp; Plus seeing who had the most friends and how many scene girls there are in the world just was not that satisfying to myself.&amp;nbsp; I believe that the boys are not quite cute there either.&amp;nbsp; I have no idea how some girls can be attracted to boys who wear more make up then they do.&amp;nbsp; To me it is just not that attractive.&amp;nbsp; But then again I am dating a frat boy so I probably could not comment on how attractive boys with make up are.&amp;nbsp; I am also feeling quite sorry for the girls who idealize hannabeth and audrey kitching.&amp;nbsp; Oh please! She has pink hair.&amp;nbsp; What could possibly make that so attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other words, I am going to now rant about my day.&amp;nbsp; I went to my philosophy class today only to be disappointed by ebay.&amp;nbsp; Yes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I said it ebay.&amp;nbsp; I refuse to pay attention in my philosophy class now.&amp;nbsp; I used to be all in depth about it, but then one day I realized that the only thing I had gained from five weeks of classes was how to escape a cougar attack.&amp;nbsp; I cannot believe I just admitted that, but the man knows nothing.&amp;nbsp; Or alteast the information that he does know I just dont care about.&amp;nbsp; Except the cougar attack because one day I might have to face one down.&amp;nbsp; Iit could happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to Austin.&amp;nbsp; Last night we spent the night together (as we do everynight) and he was totally hogging all of the blankets.&amp;nbsp; Plus I was sleeping on the inside and I almost feel off of the bed like 30 times.&amp;nbsp; Thank god there was a wall there or else I would totally be dead.&amp;nbsp; I mean like a goner.&amp;nbsp; It would have been horrible.&amp;nbsp; Tonight I am spending the night at Kellum Hall in his dingy room.&amp;nbsp; Blah. I hate spending the night there because it is just so gross.&amp;nbsp; It has like mold on the ceiling I swear.&amp;nbsp; But I love him so much I guess that it just doesnt bother me that much.&amp;nbsp; I just love waking up next to him.&amp;nbsp; He makes me the safest I have ever felt my own entire life.&amp;nbsp; I feel like this is the boy I could lay my head next to everyday.&amp;nbsp; It makes me understand that this is someone would could potentially be my soulmate, but I have thought this before only to have my heart broken.&amp;nbsp; But maybe it takes a couple times to get the story correct.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes love is more than just that feeling of butterflies in your stomach everytime you see them.&amp;nbsp; It could be the moment where everything just falls into place and you feel like this is the safest cocoon you have ever been placed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to my history class today in which I have a paper that I techincally did not have to do because it just wasnt worth it.&amp;nbsp; I will do the next one and just work my little heart out on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I have a psychology test I have to study for tonight so I am going to go review for that sucker.&amp;nbsp; OMGZ.&amp;nbsp; So much shit to do.&amp;nbsp; I cannot believe I have put all of this off.&amp;nbsp; I am such a silly girl.&amp;nbsp; I mean psychology cannot be that hard.&amp;nbsp; It is my major for Pete&apos;s sake.&amp;nbsp; I guess I will find out tomorrow ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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