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  <title>loveb0nes</title>
  <subtitle>It's obvious that my heartbeat's for you.</subtitle>
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  <updated>2009-12-30T21:01:18Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:loveb0nes:40715</id>
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    <title>loveb0nes @ 2009-12-30T15:01:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-30T21:01:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-30T21:01:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Society would look down on me if they knew my secret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SECRET&amp;nbsp;#1.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:loveb0nes:40467</id>
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    <title>loveb0nes @ 2009-12-29T15:56:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-29T21:56:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-29T21:56:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;Tuesday, March 17, 2009&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; 			 				 				    &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" width="100%" class="blog"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img height="1" border="0" width="30" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;				 					&lt;td&gt; 						&lt;div class="blogSubject"&gt;&lt;label&gt;You've got to spend some time love. &lt;/label&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                          						&lt;div class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you never wanting to leave me.&lt;br /&gt;I miss missing you even when you're close by.&lt;br /&gt;I miss when you were trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;I miss when you were excited to see me, and ready for an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;I miss meeting the new people in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;I miss dWc.&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I miss when I was the only one in your life.&lt;br /&gt;I miss always being care free, and looking pretty.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the feeling of new secrecy between us.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the feeling of laughing so hard I feel like I'm going to die.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the day March 15, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;I miss when you were always there to give me advice and call me Baby Ray.&lt;br /&gt;I miss when we went to ihop just to chill, and you would buy me coffee.&lt;br /&gt;I miss going to your house with a bunch of people just to give you a spoon.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the black box with a pink camel on it, in your hand. ;)&lt;br /&gt;I miss our night version of hunting.&lt;br /&gt;I miss when you came over to give me some tea, when I was sick. &lt;br /&gt;I miss discovering you..&lt;br /&gt;I miss when you had random pool parties.&lt;br /&gt;I miss when you invited me over to your house because I was your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;I miss when you wanted to give me everything, you could ever give me.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the feeling of always having someone to listen to me to complain or nag.&lt;br /&gt;I miss eating our own boxes of pizza together.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the feeling of when the songs changed..&lt;br /&gt;I miss the feeling of getting to know you.&lt;br /&gt;I miss your grandma's house, it's always has candies for me.&lt;br /&gt;I miss car rides with a stupid wolf, and green back yard.&lt;br /&gt;I miss going to your house and no one being home, and it was just us.&lt;br /&gt;I miss honking the horn in Lilly with barbeque sauce all over the steering wheel, at Levi's house, and to the people having a picnic in their garage at midnight.&lt;br /&gt;I miss always chillen at the mall, because we had no where else to go.&lt;br /&gt;I miss wearing tank tops and my cut up shorts 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my extensions sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I miss going to MeMe's just to get me my favorite tea.&lt;br /&gt;I miss going to sleep in the bunk beds, with you on top, and me on bottom&lt;br /&gt;I miss yoohoo's.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the feeling of satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the feeling of summer.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you saying 'boo' to me.&lt;br /&gt;I miss me never wasting time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make too many lists.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:loveb0nes:40212</id>
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    <title>Memories.</title>
    <published>2009-12-29T21:56:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-29T21:56:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;Tuesday, December 09, 2008&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; 			 				 				    &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" width="100%" class="blog"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img height="1" border="0" width="30" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;				 					&lt;td&gt; 						&lt;div class="blogSubject"&gt;&lt;label&gt;I like doing these.&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                          						&lt;div class="blogContent"&gt;1. I miss you, can't always describe my constant wants and needs of you, but it will work for now. I want to hold and cuddle with you, as soon as Twilight comes out on DVD, and then we can drink our tea together. I'll see you soon.&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I think you are so symmetrical, and so unaware of your capabilities of your&amp;nbsp; intelligence. You are beautiful, but the actions you are choosing are wrong. You and I both know that, and that is why you are unhappy. Don't be afraid to find yourself. Oh, and I never tried to steal.. I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I like getting to know you, even though it must be kept sort of in our secrecy. I hope you don't brag about our friendship. I like your mind, and you. Don't leave me yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.We are wise, and we teach each other a lot. Soon it will turn into everything, and we will become intertwined in each others thoughts. I'm connected enough that even the smallest mental separation, could hurt me physically. I don't want you to leave me.. unless it's for the best. I trust you as equally as I trust her. You make me sincerely happy, and loosing you, would make me loose myself. All over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You probably think I use you for rides, but honestly I don't. Car rides make memories, and time spent together.. I suppose. I love your hair color, and I would like to be closer to you. You have the prettiest freckles, and the best humor around. Keep smiling, because I'll always be hear to lend an ear, and my lame advice. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Sometimes we are distant, and afraid we could part, but in the back of our minds, we would never part. There has been so much work, and trust in our relationship built over the years, and breaking apart would mean that everything you and I worked for, would be useless. You will never lose me, and I will never lose you. You have permanently made your mark on my mind,heart, body, and soul. I will love you for eternity, and be thankful you are mine. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.You might be cuter than me, but my mind works better for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.You are taking the wrong path, I miss your creativity, and you wanting to hang out with me. I'm never getting that friendship back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I love giving you advice, your smile, your laugh, the sound you make when you get excited, and your plain ol qwerkiness. When you leave me, a part of me will be missing. You've made an impact on my life. I love you, and I hope after the holidays we start hanging back out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Looks like you've found your sanity with your typical boyfriend. No offense though. I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.I miss you.. more than you probably think. Just give me a text or a call soon, I would love to start chillen with you again. I miss your brother,mother, and that cute dog. I'll see your fine ass on Christmas;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.I wish your mother wasn't psychotic, then you and I would be closer. I love you, and I have a feeling we're getting so close. Connection.&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.You're always giving to me. I couldn't thank you, or repay you enough for everything you and your family has done for me. I love giving you advice as well, and I love getting ready with you. You are one of the best cuddle buddies I know. I love you dear.&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you look down on me one more time, you will be getting confronted. I don't care if you're pretty. I'll murder you with my words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Your so naieve. I'm just gonna laugh at you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If I need some sort of shopping advice, or anything with reality or something.. that has to do with the world. You are there to tell me what is going on. Your hair grow's extremly fast, and I love you. We've parted, but maybe we could get closer? I'm not sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.I know you miss me. All you have to do is admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. You and your random new best friends crack me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.I'm afraid you're going to judge me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>loveb0nes @ 2009-12-27T16:42:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-27T22:42:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-27T22:42:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't know where I am.&lt;br /&gt;You can understand me.&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand you.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you hear me screaming?&lt;br /&gt;I thought you could understand.&lt;br /&gt;Hypocrites.&amp;nbsp;Contradiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There aren't any words left.</content>
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    <title>Prepare for evacuation.</title>
    <published>2009-12-27T22:41:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-27T22:41:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;False takeoff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;FALSE&amp;nbsp;LANDING.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;THAT'S&amp;nbsp;NOT&amp;nbsp;TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:loveb0nes:39491</id>
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    <title>This is going to effect you for the rest of your life.</title>
    <published>2009-12-27T22:40:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-27T22:40:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's almost as if someone has told me &amp;quot;I'm sorry to tell you this, you only have a few months of time to live.. I'm sorry.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never going to be good enough.&lt;br /&gt;I'm never going to be good enough.&lt;br /&gt;I'm never going to be fucking good enough for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always right.&lt;br /&gt;It's always something with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my fault.&lt;br /&gt;This was my fault.&lt;br /&gt;This was my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the point of my existence if I&amp;nbsp;am such a burden?&lt;br /&gt;All I am to you is a fucking burden.&lt;br /&gt;Kick me the fuck out of your life, because I&amp;nbsp;sure as hell don't want to be somewhere I'm not wanted.&lt;br /&gt;He kicked me out.&lt;br /&gt;She kicked me out.&lt;br /&gt;Hell, even I kicked me out.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's your turn.</content>
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    <title>The good times.</title>
    <published>2009-12-20T16:15:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-20T16:15:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/loveb0nes/pic/0000egqr/s320x240" style="width: 368px; height: 251px;" alt="" /&gt;


Will you sleep wiff me in the trees?&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>What is Love.</title>
    <published>2009-12-18T19:22:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-18T19:22:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/loveb0nes/pic/0000cp0f/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/loveb0nes/pic/0000cp0f/s320x240" style="width: 247px; height: 324px;" alt="" /&gt;


&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Perfect doesn't exist.</title>
    <published>2009-12-16T06:38:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-16T06:38:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="240" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/loveb0nes/pic/0000b4e6/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were perfect..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Thought process from the past?</title>
    <published>2009-11-30T04:59:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-30T04:59:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">What happens when all of the patterns have been used?&lt;br /&gt;How can you create a new pattern when you have nothing left?&lt;br /&gt;The only thing you can produce, are things from old patterns, because..&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS NOTHING NEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'm not even making sense in my mind anymore.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Beginning.</title>
    <published>2009-09-15T03:53:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-15T03:53:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/loveb0nes/pic/0000ac9p/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/loveb0nes/pic/0000ac9p/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;START.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Eventually.</title>
    <published>2009-09-15T03:26:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-15T03:26:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I saw this coming.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the day I begged you to get it out of your system, and just go.&lt;br /&gt;You refused, and over the years your mind is finally made up.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me wonder how long this is going to last because the stars say this will work out.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you luck.. but don't forget it's just high school. We were dumb, but developed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>loveb0nes @ 2009-09-06T09:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-06T14:33:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-06T14:33:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm going to start a countdown, for the day I turn 18.&lt;br /&gt;Note to self, I took my piercing out for good about three weeks ago, and it still hasn't closed up!&lt;br /&gt;I want a tattoo now.. &amp;quot;&amp;quot;</content>
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    <title>Story of my life.</title>
    <published>2009-09-06T14:25:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-06T14:25:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/loveb0nes/pic/00009tby/"&gt;&lt;img height="238" border="0" width="320" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/loveb0nes/pic/00009tby/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will never be good enough..&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:loveb0nes:37251</id>
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    <title>loveb0nes @ 2009-09-03T00:25:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-03T05:26:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-03T05:26:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">MY&amp;nbsp;HOPES&amp;nbsp;ARE&amp;nbsp;UP.&lt;br /&gt;MY&amp;nbsp;HOPES&amp;nbsp;ARE&amp;nbsp;UP.&lt;br /&gt;MY&amp;nbsp;HOPES&amp;nbsp;ARE&amp;nbsp;UP.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't come crashing down.</content>
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    <title>Brand New</title>
    <published>2009-09-01T04:26:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-01T04:26:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Describing the feeling music gives me is going to be a bit tricky, &lt;br /&gt;because I don't want to tell about this unless it's exact and in specific details.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter who's reading this, or why I'm writing about it, all I&amp;nbsp;am &lt;br /&gt;wondering is if there is another human being that can feel this 'way' about&lt;br /&gt;music or anything else in their life so passionately about something.&lt;br /&gt;Most would probably disagree that music shouldn't mean this much, I&amp;nbsp;would&lt;br /&gt;argue for hours about music because I am so in love with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I&amp;nbsp;am typing, thinking, and listening to the leak of my favorite band's new album&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;that isn't supposed to come out until September 22, I'm feeling something supernaturally intensified.&lt;br /&gt;If that makes sense, continue.&amp;nbsp;It's like when you see&amp;nbsp; a pure crystal glass vase&amp;nbsp; sitting on a counter, and&lt;br /&gt;this fat dike bitch opera singer is practicing before the show, and of course the glass spontaneously&lt;br /&gt;combusts because she is a beast. I&amp;nbsp;constantly feel that explosion running to each part of my body through my &lt;br /&gt;veins. To top it all off my fingers and legs feel numb, and I don't know what to do. Music overtakes my whole body. &lt;br /&gt;My mind, my skin, my eyes, my feeling, my stomach, my heart, my blood, and so much more are all in tune&lt;br /&gt;with the beat, the strum of the guitar, the voices, the drums.&amp;nbsp;Everything is being absorbed into my body all at once as if I&amp;nbsp;need this music to&amp;nbsp; breathe. Maybe this all sounds like bullshit, and I can't explain. But fuck, I&amp;nbsp;need someone to relate.</content>
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    <title>If I'm going to lose you, I'm going to lose you now for good.</title>
    <published>2009-08-27T04:35:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-27T04:35:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My alter ego met it's match.&lt;br /&gt;Things aren't falling apart, they aren't coming together.&lt;br /&gt;My eyelids are heavy, and I'm unsatisfied.&lt;br /&gt;I've lost people whom were important to me.&lt;br /&gt;My feelings don't know how to respond.&lt;br /&gt;They're dirty dishes in the sink, a dirty soul that needs cleaning, and paintings that need to be finished by tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Gaining and losing brain cells should have a equal amount.&lt;br /&gt;I'm biting my tongue.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:loveb0nes:36400</id>
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    <title>Hannah, you're a mystery.</title>
    <published>2009-08-16T03:39:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-16T03:39:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;S&amp;nbsp;E&amp;nbsp;C&amp;nbsp;R&amp;nbsp;E&amp;nbsp;T#2238&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The world acutally revolves around secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:loveb0nes:36171</id>
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    <title>Miserable.</title>
    <published>2009-08-13T02:21:37Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-13T02:21:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I never get what I&amp;nbsp;want, so automatically I&amp;nbsp;assume it's me that's not good enough.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:loveb0nes:35925</id>
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    <title>loveb0nes @ 2009-07-27T02:17:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-27T07:20:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-27T07:20:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;I told you I missed you.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care.&lt;br /&gt;You didn't come to save me like always.&lt;br /&gt;Your inside of that different person somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Come back to me..</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:loveb0nes:35799</id>
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    <title>loveb0nes @ 2009-07-22T15:24:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-22T20:26:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-22T20:26:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Shelby.&lt;br /&gt;Bailie.&lt;br /&gt;Kayla.&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca.&lt;br /&gt;Erin.&lt;br /&gt;Trisha.&lt;br /&gt;Mark.&lt;br /&gt;Pedro.&lt;br /&gt;Bailie.&lt;br /&gt;Eric.&lt;br /&gt;Niko.&lt;br /&gt;John.&lt;br /&gt;Josh.&lt;br /&gt;Levi.&lt;br /&gt;Courtney.&lt;br /&gt;Morgan.&lt;br /&gt;Eric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the list of all the people I&amp;nbsp;chilled with yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that a lot of people for one day?</content>
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    <title>loveb0nes @ 2009-07-17T23:03:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-18T04:07:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-18T04:07:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today I realized a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt; I&amp;nbsp;am really no one.&lt;br /&gt;I am a selfish bitch, and I&amp;nbsp;take everything I&amp;nbsp;have for granted.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;dwell so much on the past because it's not in my future now.&lt;br /&gt;I fucked up so many relationships, that could have been beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;I need composure.</content>
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    <title>loveb0nes @ 2009-07-15T16:09:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-15T21:13:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-15T21:13:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;You could fix me.&lt;br /&gt;My head hurts.&lt;br /&gt;My cheeks burn.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to hug me.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so fucking much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why aren't you back, yet?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>loveb0nes @ 2009-07-11T03:47:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-11T08:50:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-11T08:50:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's 3:47 AM, and I'm sitting here crying.&lt;br /&gt;I've watched every single video I&amp;nbsp;have of us, just to hear your voice.&lt;br /&gt;From driving around screaming our lungs off, to our dance solos, to starbucks adventures, to bus rides, and etc.&lt;br /&gt;You don't know that I&amp;nbsp;miss you this much.&lt;br /&gt;I pushed you away, to see if you would come back.&lt;br /&gt;But you never came back..You seemed to not care.&lt;br /&gt;You moved on.&lt;br /&gt;Your gone.&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;One simple little gesture is all I&amp;nbsp;want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Now you're gone, and I'm afraid.</title>
    <published>2009-07-10T20:16:17Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-10T20:35:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/loveb0nes/pic/00008gxq/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/loveb0nes/pic/00008gxq/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to call me your baby.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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