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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2009 18:26:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>time to bitch on lj</title>
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  <description>Nothin good to report. I&apos;m being sued I&apos;m 5 months pregnant my bdaddy caught another case. I found some texts on his phone n ended it with him. N he&apos;s fuckin with my head real bad. I feel so alone n betrayed n terrified I don&apos;t know what to do</description>
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  <lj:music>my shattering heart</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">my shattering heart</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 21:15:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Livejournal blows.</title>
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  <description>What blows most about it is that no one really uses it anymore. &lt;br /&gt;Which actually isnt too terrible cuz its upside is that by the time you read this, I would have already called you all lame for not posting more and you wouldnt have even noticed. A shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really.&lt;br /&gt;Why are people so gay?&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;try to extend some type of olive branchish string of communication with you assholes and what do I&amp;nbsp;get? Pure silence. Fuck you guys too!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Jul 2009 16:11:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>OH MY GOOD JESUS</title>
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  <description>WHY&amp;nbsp;DOES&amp;nbsp;LIFE&amp;nbsp;SUCK&amp;nbsp;SO&amp;nbsp;BAD!!!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2009 19:28:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HEY MAN! LOOK AT ME ROCKIN OUT IM ON THE RADIO!</title>
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  <description>Fluicfke</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 May 2009 16:38:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Your Pope survives another year!</title>
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  <description>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get down!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although its a rainy piss ass lookin day outside, i wont have to see it because imma be in a bar all day. yep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 06:12:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A Few Facts About Kasserz</title>
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  <description>1. I&amp;nbsp;hate people. &lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;really really&lt;/em&gt; do.  They dont know how to drive, theyre ignorant, selfserving, backstabbing, evil, arrogant, and just downright annoying.&lt;br /&gt;2. I have this thing...real-time doesnt seem to have very much of an effect on me.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I just coast through, hour by hour, day by day, I&amp;nbsp;just get by. Not saying that &lt;em&gt;occasionally&lt;/em&gt; I&amp;nbsp;enjoy myself, and do something productive....but ya know.&lt;br /&gt;3. I&amp;nbsp;think love is the most important thing.&lt;br /&gt;id slit anyones throat for the people i love....im not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;4. Betrayal is a nay.&lt;br /&gt;Betray me, ill snap your neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 Apr 2009 16:26:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: Grab and Go</title>
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No shit. Id look myself up, and some other acquaintences, and then Id find out about Aliens, 911, who killed Kennedy, and that other propaganda bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 19:11:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pissed.</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I dont know where to begin&lt;br /&gt;Somethin tells me youre tryin to get underneath my skin&lt;br /&gt;Whats the deal? Im still not sure&lt;br /&gt;To find out youre intentions, werent exactly pure&lt;br /&gt;Youre now fucked in the game son&lt;br /&gt;You know how it goes, hardly a battle that hasnt been won&lt;br /&gt;Opposition is a constant in my line of work&lt;br /&gt;You dont scare me you fuckin jerk&lt;br /&gt;What you say when Im not around is just fine&lt;br /&gt;Cuz when I come back in the city in due time&lt;br /&gt;Imma show you what youve already seen&lt;br /&gt;Imma host a nightmare in your dreams&lt;br /&gt;You really need to watch what you say bro&lt;br /&gt;I know the difference between who you are and what you show&lt;br /&gt;And trust I will go for broke on revealin your punk ass&lt;br /&gt;And like all your other friendships this one didnt last&lt;br /&gt;Ill prove you to be the pussy you always were&lt;br /&gt;Come holler when youre ready to be a man sir&lt;br /&gt;Youre still just a irresponsible no good boy&lt;br /&gt;Real is to you what milk is to soy&lt;br /&gt;Complete fuckin opposite you fake ass mothafucker&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who associates with you is a fuckin sucker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 02:49:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Some people just dont know...</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some&lt;/em&gt; people don&apos;t know&lt;br /&gt; Don&apos;t know what is &lt;strong&gt;wrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So they&apos;re &lt;strong&gt;knee deep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Knee deep in sorrow &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2009 07:00:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ya know what....</title>
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  <description>Fuck today and fuck you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Feb 2009 04:28:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Changes.</title>
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  <description>By the end of the week...my future as Ive seen it for this past month will be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troubles are rollin in again, and its gettin real tough out here for a pimp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont go in to severe details, Im just....controlled venting.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 04:34:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>YEAH FUCK YOU TOO</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;txt_1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the weed that I&apos;ve smoked   yo this blunt&apos;s for you&lt;br /&gt;To all the people I&apos;ve offended   yeah fuck you too!&lt;br /&gt;To all the friends I used to have   yo I miss my past&lt;br /&gt;But the rest of you assholes can kiss my ass&lt;br /&gt;For all the drugs that I&apos;ve done   yo I&apos;m still gon&apos; do&lt;br /&gt;To all the people I&apos;ve offended   yeah fuck you too!&lt;br /&gt;For everytime I reminisce   yo I miss my past&lt;br /&gt;But I still don&apos;t give a fuck, y&apos;all can kiss my ass&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2009 22:41:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My BB!</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/klassicinsanity/pic/000060yp/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; width=&quot;317&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/klassicinsanity/pic/000060yp/s320x240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats how it started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/klassicinsanity/pic/00007gq7/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; width=&quot;317&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/klassicinsanity/pic/00007gq7/s320x240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This how it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/klassicinsanity/pic/00008860/&quot; aiotarget=&quot;false&quot; aiotitle=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; width=&quot;317&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/klassicinsanity/pic/00008860/s320x240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its heart goes bump bump bump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Jan 2009 19:03:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I made a clever disguise, became brilliant with lies &amp; pretended that I loved everything I despised</title>
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  <description>&lt;em&gt;So its been quite awhile LJ&amp;nbsp;since Ive updated you...or read my friends rants on your pages. There seems to be some unnecessary drama in some peoples lives. Terrible to hear that. Truly. Well things could be worse. Take, for instance, my year thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No shit, its only January 27th. But trust me, its still fuckin nuts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ch. 1 Financial Responisibilties.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets discuss. Put aside the moral financial responsibilities, like the money I&amp;nbsp;owe my uncles girlfriend, or my lawyer, or well..seemingly everyone in the fuckin world. And lets look legal. In traffic tickets from 2008 alone I&amp;nbsp;owe $952.40. I have to pay a good majority of that BY&amp;nbsp;March 9th 2009. Fuck me. Now lets look at court costs, and all those bullshit fines that come with being charged with a felony...over $1000 I do believe. Yes, thankfully I&amp;nbsp;have a job at the moment. And lets hope and pray that I get up on all my cash in time. For I&amp;nbsp;have another suprise expense coming to me in the not too distant future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ch. 2 Relationships&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a year or so now, Ive been seeing this guy. Many of you may have met my dearest friend Blue Stacks aka Smoke. At the start it wasnt what it is now, and it shocks both of us that things turned out the way they did. It wasnt intended.&amp;nbsp;In the present however, I dont know if there is a person I&amp;nbsp;care about more than him. Ive busted my balls trying to make sure he and I&amp;nbsp;were straight when all that shit went down hill last year. He makes me truly happy when Im with him, we fake-argue, play, wrestle (and I&amp;nbsp;soooo fuckin win), and we generally just have a good time. Now things are starting to get complicated. A couple weeks ago I found out I&amp;nbsp;was pregnant, dont know how far along I&amp;nbsp;am, ill find that out on Thursday Im sure. Ive done the abortion thing already. I went blindly into it believing I&amp;nbsp;was alot stronger than I&amp;nbsp;was. It wasnt about strength as much as it was humanity. I mistook the two. To this day Im still heartbroken about it. But I&amp;nbsp;did what I&amp;nbsp;thought I&amp;nbsp;needed to do. This one....well, I&amp;nbsp;dont want to go through that again. Theres financial reprocussions to the situation I&amp;nbsp;understand, I just dont know what exactly I expect myself to do just yet. Everyday is different, keep it, get rid of it...off and on. Mom doesnt want me to go down the road that she did. She wants more for me. But I dont want to regret this, and I&amp;nbsp;dont want to feel the same pain that I felt a year ago. &lt;br /&gt;My mom and I&amp;nbsp;are closer than ever it seems. Without having to hide my addictions and things that are going on in my life it seems alot smoother. I used to cower when I heard her say my name. &lt;em&gt;The Monster is woke&lt;/em&gt; and I would rush around the house trying to get her put together for work. Now, its a peaceful symbiatic relationship. I dont fuck with her, she doesnt fuck with me. Its all good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ch. 3 School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short chapter. Tried to go to school...they revoked my financial aid....bastards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ch. 4 Mental Health&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go see a psych on the 30th. Along with a therapist, and my caseworker. Should be interesting. I&amp;nbsp;wont go into how Im fuckin nuts or anything. I think Ive shared too much already. Anxiety, Depression, and a whole lotta personalities seem to be key issues though. ill keep you posted when Im certifiably crazy.&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Dec 2008 06:22:47 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&quot;It Don&apos;t Matter&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sittin in traffic another day of feeling nothing&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find something I guess it&apos;s back to huffin&apos;&lt;br /&gt;Paint and model glue oh how I die when I look&lt;br /&gt;At you smilin&apos; lovin&apos; life and all I know is blue&lt;br /&gt;Rainy days and cold stares broken love affairs&lt;br /&gt;Everything&apos;s beautiful as long as I ain&apos;t there&lt;br /&gt;I guess I wasn&apos;t meant to crack a smile who cares&lt;br /&gt;I think I&apos;ll go to sleep for a while now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m barely livin&apos; in my skin depression&apos;s my only friend&lt;br /&gt;And I don&apos;t know where I am heading tryin&apos; to forget where I&apos;ve been&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m so sick of lying God please shwo me that silver lining&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I&apos;ve heard tale and I&apos;m not well my heads full of hell and&lt;br /&gt;This world&apos;s a jail but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it don&apos;t matter and I don&apos;t care&lt;br /&gt;I let my pain into the air&lt;br /&gt;Cuz everything good&apos;s over there&lt;br /&gt;And everything here&apos;s hard to bear&lt;br /&gt;And it don&apos;t matter and I don&apos;t care&lt;br /&gt;I let my pain into the air&lt;br /&gt;Cuz everything good&apos;s over there&lt;br /&gt;And everything here&apos;s hard to bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as the apin begins to displace had it to ear level&lt;br /&gt;With this place you see it on my face a state of suspended grace&lt;br /&gt;Gradually I erase and find comfort in the sickest womb&lt;br /&gt;I might be present but no in the room&lt;br /&gt;To whom it may consume melting ensembles bleeding chellos running through Bordellos drama&lt;br /&gt;Like Othello hidin&apos; out from Poncharello&lt;br /&gt;Dead off in the Median&lt;br /&gt;Fallin apart like usual handin&apos; out flyers to my funeral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they say that life&apos;s a play and that all the world&apos;s a stage&lt;br /&gt;Then for another part I pray the show ends the same way everyday&lt;br /&gt;And my heart carries the pain of a brain I can&apos;t explain&lt;br /&gt;Am I insane&lt;br /&gt;Am I insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it don&apos;t matter and I don&apos;t care&lt;br /&gt;I let my pain into the air&lt;br /&gt;Cuz everything good&apos;s over there&lt;br /&gt;And everything here&apos;s hard to bear&lt;br /&gt;And it don&apos;t matter and I don&apos;t care&lt;br /&gt;I let my pain into the air&lt;br /&gt;Cuz everything good&apos;s over there&lt;br /&gt;And everything here&apos;s hard to bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything good is gone&lt;br /&gt;And everything good is gone&lt;br /&gt;And everything good is gone&lt;br /&gt;And everything bad is here&lt;br /&gt;And everything bad is here&lt;br /&gt;And everything bad is here&lt;br /&gt;It doesn&apos;t really matter now does it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it don&apos;t matter and I don&apos;t care&lt;br /&gt;I let my pain into the air&lt;br /&gt;Cuz everything good&apos;s over there&lt;br /&gt;And everything here&apos;s hard to bear&lt;br /&gt;And it don&apos;t matter and I don&apos;t care&lt;br /&gt;I let my pain into the air&lt;br /&gt;Cuz everything good&apos;s over there&lt;br /&gt;And everything here&apos;s hard to bear</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 19:44:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Jesus loves me this I know</title>
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  <description>Dear 08.&lt;br /&gt;Get the hell outta here already.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2008 03:39:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fucked in the game again</title>
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  <description>Man, last night was totally fuckin bogue. I went out to get pop, guy in the turning lane, too dark to see him, by the time he was in view it was too late. breaks lock, horn honked, he crashed into my windshield, bouncing off as I accomplish the stop. I get out the car, rushing to his side, GUY GUY! ARE YOU ALRIGHT? CAN YOU HEAR ME? TELL ME YOURE AT LEAST COHEARENT!!! He sits up, blood gushing out of the side of his head, the shakes of anxiety start coming, shock...onlookers shout advice, Im on the phone with 911 rambling my whereabouts and the victims condition, HURRY PLEASE!!!!!!!!! as I scrambled to pick up what was left of his jewelry and shit. SIT DOWN GUY! Do you know what day it is? Whats your name? Personal siezing ensues, onlooker helps guy out with a towel, are you okay? No...my license is suspended, im not on the insurance. I gaze in awe and the human size dent in the windshield....good god what have i done. I pick his phone and hat out of the windshield wipers returning his belongings to him, blood mixing with the rain on the cement. 2 cops from the south, 2 from the north, ambulence is on its way. explaining, fessing up, shaking, no cigarettes, calling whoever I can to let them know whats happened. cuffs on, back of the car. booking, phone calls made, processed and sent into my lonely cell. finding some bleak form of sanity in making calls that i knew wouldnt be recieved. The night was spent perched against the wall balling my eyes out, frame by frame what just happened. IMPACT! Effect! Arraignment in the morning, personal bond issued. Cold walk home, shaking in my moms arms. flashbacks ensue. traumatized.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Oct 2008 03:19:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dont worry.....</title>
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  <description>I was locked up. But Im out now. AND Im still alive.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2008 03:06:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>fuck it</title>
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  <description>2 years probation!What the gay right?</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 06:41:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Roc nation it takes a natiom to stop im signin off as the hoods barock</title>
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  <description>3 weeks later and im 2 days from court. Might not be the happy ending that was intended for our dear ol kasserz. Report when i can. Dueces</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 16:39:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Been a month.....</title>
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  <description>Dont worry Im still alive.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 May 2008 05:29:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>So I crashed that piece of shit and stepped away</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;I interupt this lj silence with a survey&quot;&gt;Is there someone you wanna date right now?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but its more than likely not going to happen cuz I dont think I can trust him with my heart like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you stop liking the last person you liked?&lt;br /&gt;It was obvious it wasnt going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person to give you a hug?&lt;br /&gt;Vlad the Misfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of people who DON&apos;T have sex before marriage?&lt;br /&gt;Do you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the person you need most right now?&lt;br /&gt;Not here. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like poptarts?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will you be in 12 hours?&lt;br /&gt;Waking up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it easy for others to make you feel intimidated?&lt;br /&gt;No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How’s your heart been lately?&lt;br /&gt;Weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you last receive flowers from?&lt;br /&gt;Derm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you make yourself cry?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i just think about my life. :o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like summer?&lt;br /&gt;Its summer alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever liked someone who treated you like crap?&lt;br /&gt;who hasnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your current hair color mostly your natural hair color?&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you at 8 am this morning?&lt;br /&gt;paaaaaaaassed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a reason?&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How has the week been?&lt;br /&gt;Gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there something you wish you could tell someone but can&apos;t?&lt;br /&gt;Isnt there always?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your biggest turn-off?&lt;br /&gt;Snitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go Shopping?&lt;br /&gt;I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt replaced?&lt;br /&gt;yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you only friends with the rich?&lt;br /&gt;Not my broke ass friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has the opposite sex been in your room before?&lt;br /&gt;Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you have a bad day?&lt;br /&gt;Take it out on others. its the healthy thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe ex&apos;s can really ever be &quot;just friends&quot;?&lt;br /&gt;after a certain point yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name someone you know whose name begins with an A:&lt;br /&gt;Amanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you cry if you got a girl pregnant?&lt;br /&gt;Yes...yes I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many kids do you want?&lt;br /&gt;None. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you happy at this moment?&lt;br /&gt;memories&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color are your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What side of the bed do you sleep on?&lt;br /&gt;right usually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather go camping or to a five star hotel?&lt;br /&gt;five star fuck the bullshit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s your worst habit?&lt;br /&gt;biting my nails and smoking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a tattoo?&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you find it easier to forgive or forget?&lt;br /&gt;Forgiving, I cant forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever taken anyone/anything for granted?&lt;br /&gt;Yep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate being alone?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever broken your heart?&lt;br /&gt;Plenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How late did you stay up last night?&lt;br /&gt;3ish? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the first thing you thought this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Duane gets out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do last night?&lt;br /&gt;Samething I do every night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you going to do this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Not shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 12 am last night?&lt;br /&gt;I dont remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been cheated on?&lt;br /&gt;Probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats life like lately?&lt;br /&gt;Gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What exactly are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;basketball shorts and a wifebeater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your current problem?&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt be able to list them to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever sang in front of a large audience?&lt;br /&gt;A couple of times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity?&lt;br /&gt;a couple of times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you comfortable with your height?&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you online?&lt;br /&gt;obviously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the color gray?&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you jealous of anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever think someone didn&apos;t like you, but found out they really did?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think of the rainbow, what pops in your head?&lt;br /&gt;Gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you watch American Idol?&lt;br /&gt;absolutely not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you afraid of the dark?&lt;br /&gt;Depends whats dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear glasses?&lt;br /&gt;yeas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you looking forward to in the next months?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;May 27th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color is your hair?&lt;br /&gt;blondish brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you regret your last kiss?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;Cocaine Blues by Johnny Cash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever see the person you fell the hardest for?&lt;br /&gt;On occasion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 May 2008 01:11:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Id sell my soul my self esteem a dollar at a time one chance one kiss one taste of you my magdelena</title>
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  <description>i remember when i used to write with great length in here. When everything in my life could be put into words, discussed openly, or even understood for that matter. How irreparably changed my life has become. From bitching about people I hated at school or my days spent with close friends Its short indescript messages that Im still living. Myspace has grabbed my attention. Bah.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Apr 2008 05:14:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I’d erase these hard times we had yeah And we’d ball ’til we fall</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;100%&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign=&quot;top&quot;&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;20&quot; class=&quot;def_number&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class=&quot;def_word&quot;&gt;trap&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class=&quot;def_thumbs&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;       &lt;div class=&quot;def_p&quot;&gt;          &lt;p&gt;Not specifically a place where drugs are sold, rather, The ghetto, specifically the ghetto in Atlanta. Called the trap because people there are stuck in a cycle of selling drugs and hustling to survive, and are therefore &quot;trapped&quot; and unable to leave and make a better life for themselves. &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;Meet me in the trap, it&apos;s goin down.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sounds bout right. Trapped the fuck out.&amp;nbsp; Got a meetin with lawyer guy tomorrow. Lets see what the deal is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe something not so vague.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had the heart to tell you whats going on right now. But I just cant seem to do it. Im kind of afraid what you might do with this information. And God knows I dont want to hurt you like that.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Apr 2008 01:54:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Can I live?</title>
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  <description>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;Can I Live?&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well we hustle out of a sense of, hopelessness&lt;br /&gt; Sort of a desperation&lt;br /&gt; Through that desperation, we &apos;come addicted&lt;br /&gt; Sorta like the fiends we accustomed to servin&lt;br /&gt; But we feel we have nothin to lose&lt;br /&gt; so we offer you, well, we offer our lives, right&lt;br /&gt; What do you bring to the table?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jay-Z &quot;Hova&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;30 years worth of felonies. 3 charges that make one super felony. Say hello to the bad guy. How many of you woulda thought this was my future, that someone you knew would be Dearborn Heights Most Wanted. Criminal Mastermind. Thats what they want to betray me as. Its flattering really. For the authorities to believe that I would have such a lethal impact on the community they want to take my freedom from me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Smile for the mugshot. &lt;br /&gt;Turn to your right. &lt;br /&gt;Youre now being watched carefully. &lt;br /&gt;Buck up and start legally contributing, even if you used to make more money in a week than most Michiganders do in 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;Its your lifestyle or your freedom.&lt;br /&gt;Its your friends or your family.&lt;br /&gt;Its your life or someone elses.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Jay-Z has a lot of things I can relate to in most of his songs. Maybe its my enviroment, or maybe cuz I know what hes sayin. He definitely speaks to me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;Pray&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; anywhere there&apos;s oppression the drug profession&lt;br /&gt; flourishes like beverages refreshing&lt;br /&gt; sweet taste of sin everything I&apos;ve seen made me everything I am&lt;br /&gt; bad drug dealer or I victim I beg&lt;br /&gt; what came first moving chickens or the egg &lt;br /&gt; this is why I be so fresh I&apos;m trying to beat life&lt;br /&gt; because I can&apos;t cheat death&lt;br /&gt; the truth is the shamelessness ain&apos;t stainless is that aim this is &lt;br /&gt; you know who&apos;s game this is&lt;br /&gt; move coke like Pepsi it don&apos;t matter what the brand name is&lt;br /&gt; I stand behind mine everything I do I&apos;m a man behind mine&lt;br /&gt; I&apos;m not a angel I&apos;m sure but every night before I lay&lt;br /&gt; I drop my knees to the floor and I pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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