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  <title>i got my philosophy</title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2009 20:44:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>3 bigs in songggg</title>
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  <description>I remember the times we spent together&lt;br /&gt;on those drives&lt;br /&gt;We had a million questions&lt;br /&gt;all about our lives&lt;br /&gt;and when we got to New York&lt;br /&gt;everything felt right&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here with me&lt;br /&gt;tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the days we spent together&lt;br /&gt;were not enough&lt;br /&gt;and it used to feel like dreamin&apos;&lt;br /&gt;except we always woke up&lt;br /&gt;Never thought not having you &lt;br /&gt;here now would hurt so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I&apos;ve fallen and I can&apos;t get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;And every night I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I can just look up&lt;br /&gt;and know the stars are &lt;br /&gt;holdin&apos; you, holdin&apos; you, holdin&apos; you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time you told me about when you were eight&lt;br /&gt;And all those things you said that night that just couldn&apos;t wait&lt;br /&gt;I remember the car you were last seen in&lt;br /&gt;and the games we would play&lt;br /&gt;All the times we spilled our coffees &lt;br /&gt;and stayed out way too late&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time you told me about your Jesus&lt;br /&gt;and how not to look back even if no one believes us&lt;br /&gt;When it hurt so bad sometimes&lt;br /&gt;not having you here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Tonight I&apos;ve fallen and I can&apos;t get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;And every night I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I can just look up&lt;br /&gt;and know the stars are &lt;br /&gt;holdin&apos; you, holdin&apos; you, holdin&apos; you tonight&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Tonight I&apos;ve fallen and I can&apos;t get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;And every night I miss you&lt;br /&gt;-t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna be my sidedish friend?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I&apos;ll miss you if you go for good, yeah&lt;br /&gt;We can stay together &apos;til the very end of time&lt;br /&gt;If it&apos;s understood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I don&apos;t want you hangin&apos; out with me&lt;br /&gt;But I want you when I call&lt;br /&gt;We can stay together separately&lt;br /&gt;And we won&apos;t be lonely at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, oh boy, I got to think about that, oh boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna be the one on hold?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you know I&apos;ll always come right back, yeah&lt;br /&gt;We can find a quiet place for both of us to go&lt;br /&gt;If you always know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I don&apos;t want you hangin&apos; out with me&lt;br /&gt;But I want you when I call&lt;br /&gt;We can stay together separately&lt;br /&gt;And we won&apos;t be lonely at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, oh boy, I got to think about that cuz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime (everytime)&lt;br /&gt;I think I&apos;m alright (I think I&apos;m doing alright)&lt;br /&gt;I think I&apos;ll win you over&lt;br /&gt;I hear you say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I don&apos;t want you hangin&apos; out with me&lt;br /&gt;But I want you when I call&lt;br /&gt;We can stay together separately&lt;br /&gt;And we won&apos;t be lonely at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t want to get too close to you&lt;br /&gt;And I don&apos;t want you close to me&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s a backdoor waiting just for you&lt;br /&gt;If this isn&apos;t what you need&lt;br /&gt;-k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard the sound of your bike&lt;br /&gt;As your wheels hit the gravel&lt;br /&gt;Then your engine in the driveway &lt;br /&gt;Cutting off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I pushed through the screen door&lt;br /&gt;And I stood out on the porch&lt;br /&gt;Thinking:&lt;br /&gt;Fight, fight, fight&lt;br /&gt;At all costs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead, I let you in&lt;br /&gt;Just like I&apos;ve always done&lt;br /&gt;And I sat you down and offered you a beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And across the kitchen table &lt;br /&gt;I fired several rounds&lt;br /&gt;But you were still sitting there&lt;br /&gt;When the smoke cleared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you came crawling back &lt;br /&gt;To say that you wanna&lt;br /&gt;Make good in the end&lt;br /&gt;And oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Let me count the ways &lt;br /&gt;That I abhor you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you were never a good lay&lt;br /&gt;And you were never a good friend&lt;br /&gt;But, oh, oh, what else can I say?&lt;br /&gt;I adore&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need is my leather&lt;br /&gt;One t-shirt and two socks&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll keep my hands warm &lt;br /&gt;In your pockets, and you can use&lt;br /&gt;The engine block&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we&apos;ll ride out to California&lt;br /&gt;With my arms around your chest&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ll pretend that this is real&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause this is what I like best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you&apos;ve been juggling two women&lt;br /&gt;Like a stupid circus clown&lt;br /&gt;Telling us both we are the one&lt;br /&gt;And maybe you can keep me&lt;br /&gt;From ever being happy&lt;br /&gt;But you&apos;re not gonna stop me&lt;br /&gt;From having fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let&apos;s go before I change my mind&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll leave the luggage of all your lies behind&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause I am bigger&lt;br /&gt;Than everything that came before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you were never very kind&lt;br /&gt;And you let me way down every time&lt;br /&gt;But oh, oh, oh what can I say?&lt;br /&gt;I adore&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard the sound of your bike&lt;br /&gt;As your wheels hit the gravel&lt;br /&gt;Then your engine in the driveway &lt;br /&gt;Cutting off... &lt;br /&gt;-m</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 May 2009 03:25:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>identity crisis much</title>
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  <description>new hair&lt;br /&gt;new dog&lt;br /&gt;new tattoo&lt;br /&gt;new car&lt;br /&gt;new computer&lt;br /&gt;new degree to be worked on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i oughta slow down.&amp;nbsp; id say this was a mid life crisis but i hate to think im mid life at this point.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Apr 2009 01:32:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Better Now</title>
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  <description>i would like to preface this by saying im feeling so much better its insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so now alright so ive wasted the last year or so of my life on a blip!&amp;nbsp; just a blip on the radar!&amp;nbsp; ugh thats slightly annoying.&amp;nbsp; so essentially i would outline my life as two teachers, a big spike, and two blips.&amp;nbsp; and why i never know the blips are blips until time has gone by is seriously irritating, it would save so much time and energy if i could immediately know theyre really nothing.&amp;nbsp; also that im evidently still not past spike, man, therapy can really drag a lot out of you haha.&amp;nbsp; if only there was a fix for not living in the past, ill just go with faulkner on that one &amp;quot;the past isnt dead. it isnt even past.&amp;quot; yup that makes me feel a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news its like 30 days i think til i graduate.&amp;nbsp; then two days after that til i start grad school, awesome.&amp;nbsp; then summer which means summer job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also i am really really wanting my third tattoo.&amp;nbsp; then i think i oughta stop. but i better get a move on number threeee if i want it before summer cause the sun is coming!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 15:20:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>you won, so i lost</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;how could you do &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and say, i&apos;m doing &lt;strong&gt;my best&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could you take &lt;u&gt;almost&lt;/u&gt; everything&lt;br /&gt;and then come back for the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;rest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could you beg me to stay,&lt;br /&gt;reach out your hands and plead&lt;br /&gt;and then pack up your eyes and run away&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i agreed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;it just all slips&lt;br /&gt;away so slowly&lt;br /&gt;you don&apos;t even notice till you&apos;ve lost a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve been like one of those&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ffffff&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ccffff&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;zombies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in vegas&lt;br /&gt;pouring quarters into a slot&lt;br /&gt;and now i&apos;m &lt;span style=&quot;color: #ffff99&quot;&gt;tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and i am broke&lt;br /&gt;and i feel &lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc99ff&quot;&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt; and i feel &lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc99ff&quot;&gt;used&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and i&apos;m at the end of my little rope&lt;br /&gt;and i am swinging back and forth&lt;br /&gt;about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before it gets so cold&lt;br /&gt;that the rain turns to snow&lt;br /&gt;there&apos;s just a couple things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;i&apos;d like to know&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 Sep 2008 12:34:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>what it&apos;s like</title>
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  <description>&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;sleepwalking through the all-nite drugstore&lt;br /&gt;baptized in flourescent light&lt;br /&gt;i found religion in the greeting card aisle&lt;br /&gt;now i know hallmark was right&lt;br /&gt;and every pop song on the radio&lt;br /&gt;is suddenly speaking to me&lt;br /&gt;yeah, art may imitate life&lt;br /&gt;but life imitates t.v.&lt;br /&gt;&apos;cuz you&apos;ve been gone exactly two weeks&lt;br /&gt;two weeks and three days&lt;br /&gt;and let&apos;s just say that things look different now&lt;br /&gt;different in so many ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to be a superhero&lt;br /&gt;no one could touch me&lt;br /&gt;not even myself&lt;br /&gt;you are like a phone booth&lt;br /&gt;i somehow stumbled into&lt;br /&gt;and now look at me&lt;br /&gt;i am just like everybody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i was dressed in my best defenses&lt;br /&gt;would you agree to meet me for coffee&lt;br /&gt;if i did my tricks with smoke and mirrors&lt;br /&gt;would you still know which one was me&lt;br /&gt;if i was naked and screaming&lt;br /&gt;on your front lawn&lt;br /&gt;would you turn on the light and come down&lt;br /&gt;screaming, there&apos;s the asshole&lt;br /&gt;who did this to me&lt;br /&gt;stripped me of my power&lt;br /&gt;stripped me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to be a superhero&lt;br /&gt;no one could touch me&lt;br /&gt;not even myself&lt;br /&gt;you are like a phone booth&lt;br /&gt;i somehow stumbled into&lt;br /&gt;and now look at me&lt;br /&gt;i am just like everybody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah you&apos;ve been gone exactly two weeks&lt;br /&gt;two weeks and three days&lt;br /&gt;and now i&apos;m a different person&lt;br /&gt;different in so many ways&lt;br /&gt;tell me what did you like about me&lt;br /&gt;don&apos;t say my strength and daring&lt;br /&gt;&apos;cuz now i think i&apos;m at your mercy&lt;br /&gt;and it&apos;s my first time for this kind of thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to be a superhero&lt;br /&gt;i would swoop down and save me&lt;br /&gt;from myself&lt;br /&gt;you are like a phone booth&lt;br /&gt;that i somehow stumbled into&lt;br /&gt;and now look at me&lt;br /&gt;i am just like everybody else&lt;br /&gt;i am worse than everybody else&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 04:22:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>bitter heart</title>
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  <description>i miss my best friend a whole lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what if he doesnt feel the same way about me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that would be all out awful.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 May 2008 16:47:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>goal</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;im getting so much closer to having an unoffendable heart!&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 22:00:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>definition</title>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;hw&quot;&gt;du·plic·i·tous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;pseg&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;adj.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;div class=&quot;ds-single&quot;&gt;Given to or marked by deliberate deceptiveness in behavior or speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adj.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;duplicitous&lt;/b&gt; - marked by deliberate deceptiveness especially by pretending one set of feelings and acting under the influence of another; &quot;she was a deceitful scheming little thing&quot;- Israel Zangwill; &quot;a double-dealing double agent&quot;; &quot;a double-faced infernal traitor and schemer&quot;- W.M.Thackeray &lt;div class=&quot;Syn&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thefreedictionary.com/double-dealing&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#1d4994&quot;&gt;double-dealing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thefreedictionary.com/double-tongued&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#1d4994&quot;&gt;double-tongued&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thefreedictionary.com/two-faced&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#1d4994&quot;&gt;two-faced&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thefreedictionary.com/Janus-faced&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#1d4994&quot;&gt;Janus-faced&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thefreedictionary.com/double-faced&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#1d4994&quot;&gt;double-faced&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thefreedictionary.com/ambidextrous&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#1d4994&quot;&gt;ambidextrous&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thefreedictionary.com/deceitful&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#1d4994&quot;&gt;deceitful&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;Rel&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thefreedictionary.com/dishonest&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#1d4994&quot;&gt;dishonest&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thefreedictionary.com/dishonorable&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#1d4994&quot;&gt;dishonorable&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - deceptive or fraudulent; disposed to cheat or defraud or deceive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 02 Mar 2008 01:47:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#333399&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;i guess im gonna give up&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Feb 2008 07:58:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ruh roh</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;do i push it down&lt;br /&gt;or let it run me right into the ground?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 Feb 2008 17:31:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>commence</title>
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  <description>self destruction.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2008 17:03:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>TELL THE TRUTH</title>
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  <description>everywhere people stare&lt;br /&gt;each and every day&lt;br /&gt;i can see them laugh at me&lt;br /&gt;and i hear them say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey youve got to hide your love away&lt;br /&gt;hey youve got to hide your love away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i even try&lt;br /&gt;i can never win&lt;br /&gt;hearing them, seeing them&lt;br /&gt;in the state im in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could they say to me&lt;br /&gt;love will find a way&lt;br /&gt;gather round all you clowns&lt;br /&gt;let me hear you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey youve got to hide your love away&lt;br /&gt;hey youve got to hide your love away</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Jan 2008 06:41:38 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;it&apos;s just as i feared&lt;br /&gt;i have come undone</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2008 06:48:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;IN MY LIFE I LOVE WHO MORE? !!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 22 Dec 2007 20:12:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>makes no sense to me</title>
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  <description>ugh life.&amp;nbsp; i really dont even want to be home, like legitamately, for the&amp;nbsp;first time of my college life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what im doing other than making a terrible mess.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Nov 2007 05:50:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>abandon</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;taken for granted, used, and very very alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s always when you need it&amp;nbsp; the most that it isnt obvious. its no one&apos;s fault but i wish it was different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone do something nice for me soon.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 Oct 2007 21:57:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>well well well</title>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#ffcc99&quot;&gt;Over and over and over again&lt;br /&gt;I say that we&apos;re just friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget the implications&lt;br /&gt;Infatuations end&lt;br /&gt;If loves so easy, why is it hard&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t imagine ever being apart&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll come back to you&lt;br /&gt;Itd be brand new&lt;br /&gt;But I promise&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re just friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and over and over again&lt;br /&gt;I try to make amends&lt;br /&gt;For everything that I&apos;ve done wrong&lt;br /&gt;My whole world just ends&lt;br /&gt;Make some coffee, hold me up&lt;br /&gt;Try to talk me out of giving up&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll come back to you&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;ll be brand new&lt;br /&gt;But I promise&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re just friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 05:54:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>why pt. 2</title>
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  <description>i was visiting last night and now at 1:52am,&amp;nbsp;i am waiting the return visit.&amp;nbsp; i&apos;ll never understand why this is the way we are.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Aug 2007 17:13:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>say,</title>
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  <description>hey i&apos;m doing alright.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m doing just fine.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Aug 2007 19:25:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>the art of ending things round three:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new beginnings.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Aug 2007 05:26:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>nobody&apos;s fool</title>
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  <description>how much easier would life be if i was a simple minded girl happy with a bone thrown her way ever now and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pff.&amp;nbsp; that will never be good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized this, and the difference is, hopefully, that i&apos;m glad i can see it for all that it is.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 Aug 2007 05:23:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>getting in too deep</title>
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  <description>i think i talk about the same shit ad nauseam.&amp;nbsp; i just really dont know what to do.&amp;nbsp; its even less obvious then last time around, which is funny since you&apos;d think i&apos;d have picked up the knowledge to make this easier.&amp;nbsp; obviously i havent learned at all cause if i was really any smarter i wouldnt even have to be writing this right now.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;things seem to be different this time, yet theyre still not different enough, which makes having to make a choice on what to do real hard.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose now i just wait for the moment of clarity to come.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jul 2007 19:10:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>in summary</title>
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  <description>love hurts, love scars&lt;br /&gt;love wounds, and mars any heart&lt;br /&gt;not tough or strong enough&lt;br /&gt;to take a lot of pain, take a lot of pain&lt;br /&gt;love is like a cloud, holds a lot of rain&lt;br /&gt;love hurts ooh ooh love hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m young, i know, but even so&lt;br /&gt;i know a thing or two, and i learned from you&lt;br /&gt;i really learned a lot, really learned a lot&lt;br /&gt;love is like a flame, it burns you when its hot&lt;br /&gt;love hurts ooh ooh love hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some fools think of happiness&lt;br /&gt;blissfulness togetherness&lt;br /&gt;some fools fool themselves i guess&lt;br /&gt;they&apos;re not foolin me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it isnt true, i know it isnt true&lt;br /&gt;love is just a lie made to make you blue&lt;br /&gt;love hurts</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jul 2007 04:15:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>all the same</title>
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  <description>I dont mind where you come from &lt;br /&gt;As long as you come to me&lt;br /&gt;But I dont like illusions I cant see&lt;br /&gt;Them clearly&lt;br /&gt;I dont care, no I wouldn&apos;t dare &lt;br /&gt;To fix the twist in you&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ve shown me eventually what you&apos;ll do&lt;br /&gt;I dont mind&lt;br /&gt;I dont care&lt;br /&gt;As long as you&apos;re here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and tell me you&apos;ll leave again&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ll just come back running&lt;br /&gt;Holding your scarred heart in hand&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s all the same&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ll take you for who you are&lt;br /&gt;If you take me for everything&lt;br /&gt;And do it all over again&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s all the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hours slide and days go by&lt;br /&gt;Till you decide to come&lt;br /&gt;But in-between it always seems too long&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly&lt;br /&gt;But I have the skill, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I have the will, to breath you in while I can&lt;br /&gt;However long you stay is all that I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont mind, I dont care&lt;br /&gt;As long as you&apos;re here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and tell me you&apos;ll leave again&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ll just come back running&lt;br /&gt;Holding your scarred heart in hand&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s all the same&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ll take you for who you are&lt;br /&gt;If you take me for everything&lt;br /&gt;And do it all over again&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s always the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong or Right&lt;br /&gt;Black or White&lt;br /&gt;If I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Its all the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life&lt;br /&gt;The compromise &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Its all the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead say it&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re leaving&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ll just come back running&lt;br /&gt;Holding your scarred heart in hand&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s all the same&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ll take you for who you are now&lt;br /&gt;If you take me for everything&lt;br /&gt;Do it all over again&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s all the same</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2007 15:51:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>now i cant tell you apart</title>
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  <description>&lt;em&gt;i wasnt joking when i said goodbye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i let things go back to the way they were before i ended them, and now i have to wonder why.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;a super close friend to me but ist it worth the&amp;nbsp;harm it causes?&amp;nbsp; i&apos;ve already been through so much i seriously doubt either one of us will hold on in the face of much turmoil.&amp;nbsp; at least, i know i cant.&amp;nbsp; i already feel the nerves and a former irrational self creeping back in, and i cant do it again.&amp;nbsp; i dont want to be that person,&amp;nbsp;i cant be that person again.&amp;nbsp; i hated myself for it and its just not/wouldnt be fair.&amp;nbsp; thats why this time is different, been there done that, know better.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;painful to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#00ccff&quot;&gt;pierce right through me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant you understand?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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