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  <title>The lost thoughts</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jul 2007 17:23:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Sing me to sleep &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sing me to sleep &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And then leave me alone &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dont try to wake me in the morning &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; cause I will be gone &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dont feel bad for me &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I want you to know &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Deep in the cell of my heart &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will feel so glad to go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a big mistake and I dont know what to do. &lt;br /&gt;So theres this guy ive liked for pretty ever it feels like it. &lt;br /&gt;Well he is single again and weve been hanging out. &lt;br /&gt;Well we went to this thing last night and I walked him to the door. &lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to talk and I gave him a hug... &lt;br /&gt;and we kissed. Alot.... &lt;br /&gt;I freaked out on my mom. &lt;br /&gt;Ive cried I dont know how many times. &lt;br /&gt;Im afraid works going to be akward. &lt;br /&gt;Our friendship will be over. &lt;br /&gt;Ive told myself for pretty much ever i dont like him &lt;br /&gt;I feel like shit, because i should have had control on myself &lt;br /&gt;Ive been controlling myself for soo long this just feels strange.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to do, because I work with him all this week.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;What should I do?!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing me to sleep is all I want to do. &lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to do besides run away.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;im scared to actually like someone again. &lt;br /&gt;Especially him. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so confused.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I dont want a relationship. &lt;br /&gt;I just want myself back. &lt;br /&gt;=/</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 26 Dec 2006 05:15:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 26 Nov 2006 22:32:08 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1808475612/trailer&quot;&gt;http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1808475612/trailer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFGGG Im so excitedd.&lt;br /&gt;You have no clue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;July 13th&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YES.&lt;br /&gt;Now back to my harry potter a-thon going on in my room. =]&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Sep 2006 23:04:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I need a break.</title>
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  <description>Excuse my last entry, I needed some why to just let it out.&lt;br /&gt;I still have so much left in me.&lt;br /&gt;All this angry, aggravation, and not happiness built up inside me.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m afraid that it will come out and I will hurt those close to me. &lt;br /&gt;It happens all the time and it&apos;s not very nice.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so aggravtated at myself for so many reasons.&lt;br /&gt;My confidence level is low, sometimes I don&apos;t even want to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;Even though my dreams, somehow always have black man in them, it&apos;s weird and akward. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s nice to have a place where you don&apos;t feel horrible about yourself, shit.&lt;br /&gt;My happiness anymore is because of the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;I almost started crying in my first block, I don&apos;t know why.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote something during that class, I will share it later on and another one of Felicia&apos;s Life Lessons. I want to write a book of inspirational stories with quotes and situations in it, so kids my age and have answers and results so they won&apos;t think it&apos;s the end of the world, it&apos;s my dream, now just to put it into action.&lt;br /&gt;Anymore, I don&apos;t know who I am. I get so aggravated at myself over everything. I just let people run all over me and I don&apos;t say anything. I had my emotions and I barely cry. I write and stuff but sometimes it would help to let it out, but it&apos;s so hard when you don&apos;t know who the hell is your true friends. I&apos;m so afraid to tell the wrong person my feelings and them change it around and make it something they wanted to say not me. &lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t hate second guessing who is true and who isn&apos;t it makes me so ARGG, I just wish it was a little easier. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I&apos;m just being a baby about thing, maybe I need to grow up, or maybe I just need to SHUT UP!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Sep 2006 01:11:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Felicia has offically given up. &lt;br /&gt;I think maybe this whole being laid back thing doesn&apos;t help.&lt;br /&gt;Instead its kind of made me a target, cause I keep getting people talking about me, saying mean stuff and all I say is thanks. So then people think &quot; Oh, she doesn&apos;t care lets do it somemore...&quot; Then they just run all over me and I sit here defenseless. &lt;br /&gt;Two more years of my life are going to be spent here, then I&apos;m going to Marshall, where people are hopefully mature and not so gay. &lt;br /&gt;I cried today, first time in a long time. I&apos;m too care free to cry and let things worry me. &lt;br /&gt;I cried because of the stupid thing ever, reading over saved IMs and it made me so upset for some reason. I just kept crying. I couldn&apos;t stop, as I write this I&apos;m crying. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am a whore, I don&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;I do stupid shit, but does that make me a horrible person?&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t think before I do stuff, I can&apos;t help it.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve never felt so horrible about myself before.&lt;br /&gt;It was one of those moments, I was like WHOA! Have I changed? &lt;br /&gt;I figure I&apos;m crying because my period is coming up, I don&apos;t know. I&apos;m so emotional, aggravated, and just dead.&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s the way to put it, &lt;b&gt;dead&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have &lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt; emotions anymore. I&apos;m always happy, hyper, and just not caring. I act like I&apos;m numb. I don&apos;t even so affection, love, and caring. I say I love you too easily, sometimes when it&apos;s not true. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Ryan, I&apos;m scared to truly love someone, I know what it can do to you and I don&apos;t like that feeling.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Jun 2006 21:44:36 GMT</pubDate>
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