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  <title>Somedays I wonder if Im crazy, and somedays I know</title>
  <subtitle>Somedays I wonder if Im crazy, and somedays I know</subtitle>
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  <updated>2006-12-18T20:19:04Z</updated>
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    <title>come back kids</title>
    <published>2006-12-18T20:19:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-18T20:19:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so ive been hiding away alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel to close to anyone but my ex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him and i cant have him back cause i threw it away im either a moron or just dont realize whats good for me yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully this new thing works out, i just dont feel very close yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss all the people i knew from like 3 or 4 years ago too. where are you mother fuckers at?</content>
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    <title>brideofsolice @ 2006-12-07T14:57:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-07T18:57:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-07T18:57:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">How's everyone doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I think things are looking up on my side of the fence. just a few wrinkles im not sure how to iron out</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brideofsolice:174570</id>
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    <title>brideofsolice @ 2006-10-09T12:20:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-09T16:20:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-09T16:20:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today is my final mock surgery to get into the hospital. I'm uber excited and slightly nervous</content>
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    <title>brideofsolice @ 2006-10-03T16:36:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-03T20:39:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-03T20:39:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#808080"&gt;My &lt;strike&gt;best friend&lt;/strike&gt; hasn't talked to me in two weeks&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#808080"&gt;. I guess we aren't &lt;strike&gt;best freinds&lt;/strike&gt; anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
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    <title>brideofsolice @ 2006-10-02T21:05:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-03T01:05:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-03T01:05:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't like comments with no name.</content>
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    <title>brideofsolice @ 2006-09-30T10:41:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-30T14:41:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-30T14:41:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So things are looking up. I work at the internet cafe again. Its pretty cool, we are opening a bistro tye place next door, ill work there too, we are hiring so come on by if you need a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that lots of perties with good friends at my house. I love my lil castle on the beach &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenchu with Robert is definately the game plan for today</content>
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    <title>brideofsolice @ 2006-09-22T15:20:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-22T19:22:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-22T19:22:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So today is my birthday. I went to Ibar last night and had a really fantastic time with Sally, Ashley, Bebop, Fishy, kate, and john. We even ran into more people we knew. I got kicked out by an asshole bouncer like 20 minutes before the place close, which was pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Im going back again tonight and maybe a hooka bar. then tomorrow theres a party at my house ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love LJ I ignore you alot</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brideofsolice:172946</id>
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    <title>brideofsolice @ 2006-09-12T11:40:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-12T15:42:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-12T15:42:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So the one day I have an hour of kill time at the college I go to play WoW, since my new place doesn't have internet yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's tuesday which means I cant play cause they are updating their laggy ass servers &amp;gt;=(</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brideofsolice:172694</id>
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    <title>brideofsolice @ 2006-08-19T04:17:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-19T08:18:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-19T08:18:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It never ceases to amaze me the shitty things I find out about people from months ago. &lt;br /&gt;Hurray for drunk confessions?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brideofsolice:172406</id>
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    <title>Im tired of being this girl</title>
    <published>2006-08-16T06:57:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-16T06:57:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is the moment that you know&lt;br /&gt;That you told her that you loved her but you don't.&lt;br /&gt;You touch her skin and then you think&lt;br /&gt;That she is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent two weeks in Silverlake&lt;br /&gt;The California sun cascading down my face&lt;br /&gt;There was a girl with light brown streaks&lt;br /&gt;And she was beautiful but she didn't mean a thing to me.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah she was beautiful but she didn't mean a thing to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to believe in all the words that i was speaking&lt;br /&gt;As we moved together in the dark&lt;br /&gt;And all the friends that i was telling&lt;br /&gt;And all the playful misspellings&lt;br /&gt;And every bite i gave you left a mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiny vessels oozed into your neck&lt;br /&gt;And formed the bruises&lt;br /&gt;That you said you didn't want to fade&lt;br /&gt;But they did and so did i that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i see are dark grey clouds&lt;br /&gt;In the distance moving closer with every hour&lt;br /&gt;So when you ask "was something wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;That i think "you're damn right there is but we can't talk about it now.&lt;br /&gt;No, we can't talk about it now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one last touch and then you'll go&lt;br /&gt;And we'll pretend that it meant something so much more&lt;br /&gt;But it was vile, and it was cheap&lt;br /&gt;And you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me</content>
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    <title>brideofsolice @ 2006-08-10T01:41:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-10T05:43:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-10T05:43:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sometimes Im really stressed and I have no idea what I'm doing. I never fail to really really make myself worse before I get better though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though right now I think I'm getting better, I'm just sorry I put someone in a position where I need their help, but I'm glad I picked someone who's willing to work when it gets down to me flipping out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somedays being crazy isn't that bad</content>
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    <title>brideofsolice @ 2006-07-24T02:42:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-24T06:42:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-24T06:42:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I no longer have any patience for any relationship problems including any of those which I may have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in a few weeks I can handle it again, hopefully not though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't understand why people, including myself throw themselves into such terrible places just because of one person maybe its love, or maybe its just some fucked up chemicals your body produces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we misplaced our ideas in movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news ive worn down the surface of my laptop where my WoW wrist sits....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I really dont want to hear any comments</content>
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    <title>brideofsolice @ 2006-07-06T00:22:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-06T04:24:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-06T04:24:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just want it to be October again</content>
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    <title>brideofsolice @ 2006-06-17T02:22:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-17T06:27:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-17T06:27:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can't post on here ever for real cause I don't want any of you to read it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Livejournal is retarded this is the last post I think I'll ever make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the good old pen and paper</content>
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    <title>brideofsolice @ 2006-05-15T01:06:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-15T05:06:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-15T05:06:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I bought adorable green cuffed shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan is coming to see me ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish poeple were more straight-forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tomorrow off work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss some people, but I have a feeling I'm not going to be hearing from them.</content>
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    <title>brideofsolice @ 2006-05-09T13:15:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-09T17:15:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-09T17:15:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/brideofsolice/719737307_l.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>brideofsolice @ 2006-05-09T01:31:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-09T05:31:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-09T05:31:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">IdleHeartz: and I &amp;lt;3 you gabby-kins cause your always gonna be my friend wheter you like it or not</content>
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    <title>brideofsolice @ 2006-04-30T22:07:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-01T02:10:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-01T02:10:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay so Im looking for a roommate or preferably someone with a place who needs a roommate. I have some rent history and I have a steady good paying job. So if you or anyone you know is looking give me a call 295-3514</content>
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    <title>brideofsolice @ 2006-04-28T00:20:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-28T04:21:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-28T04:21:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I fell in love again &lt;br /&gt;all things go, all things go &lt;br /&gt;drove to Chicago &lt;br /&gt;all things know, all things know &lt;br /&gt;we sold our clothes to the state &lt;br /&gt;I don't mind, I don't mind &lt;br /&gt;I made a lot of mistakes &lt;br /&gt;in my mind, in my mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you came to take us &lt;br /&gt;all things go, all things go &lt;br /&gt;to recreate us &lt;br /&gt;all things grow, all things grow &lt;br /&gt;we had our mindset &lt;br /&gt;all things know, all things know &lt;br /&gt;you had to find it &lt;br /&gt;all things go, all things go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove to New York &lt;br /&gt;in the van, with my friend &lt;br /&gt;we slept in parking lots &lt;br /&gt;I don't mind, I don't mind &lt;br /&gt;I was in love with the place &lt;br /&gt;in my mind, in my mind &lt;br /&gt;I made a lot of mistakes &lt;br /&gt;in my mind, in my mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you came to take us &lt;br /&gt;all things go, all things go &lt;br /&gt;to recreate us &lt;br /&gt;all things grow, all things grow &lt;br /&gt;we had our mindset &lt;br /&gt;all things know, all things know &lt;br /&gt;you had to find it &lt;br /&gt;all things go, all things go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I was crying &lt;br /&gt;in the van, with my friend &lt;br /&gt;it was for freedom &lt;br /&gt;from myself and from the land &lt;br /&gt;I made a lot of mistakes &lt;br /&gt;I made a lot of mistakes &lt;br /&gt;I made a lot of mistakes &lt;br /&gt;I made a lot of mistakes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you came to take us &lt;br /&gt;all things go, all things go &lt;br /&gt;to recreate us &lt;br /&gt;all things grow, all things grow &lt;br /&gt;we had our mindset &lt;br /&gt;all things know, all things know &lt;br /&gt;you had to find it &lt;br /&gt;all things go, all things go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you came to take us &lt;br /&gt;all things go, all things go &lt;br /&gt;to recreate us &lt;br /&gt;all things grow, all things grow &lt;br /&gt;we had our mindset &lt;br /&gt;(I made a lot of mistakes) &lt;br /&gt;all things know, all things know &lt;br /&gt;(I made a lot of mistakes) &lt;br /&gt;you had to find it &lt;br /&gt;(I made a lot of mistakes) &lt;br /&gt;all things go, all things go &lt;br /&gt;(I made a lot of mistakes)</content>
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    <title>brideofsolice @ 2006-04-20T12:32:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-20T16:32:48Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Today is 4/20 and I admit it's a little bit cliche to be high right now.I really don't enjoy people in general and they seem to act more idiotic on this day, mostly because it's a bunch of jack ass little punks faking stoned. Honestly though, I enjoy the idea that I know there are atleast 500 other people high right now too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn on. Tune in. Drop out.</content>
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    <title>bout time for a survey</title>
    <published>2006-04-18T06:04:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-18T06:04:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Q: How many beds did you lay in yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;A: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;A: black starbucks work shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Name one thing that you do everyday?&lt;br /&gt;A: breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Whats the color of your bedroom walls?&lt;br /&gt;A: I dont have a bedroom, but where i sleep i believe they are pinkish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How much cash do you have on you right now?&lt;br /&gt;A : none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Whats your favorite sport?&lt;br /&gt;A: soccer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: I cant wait till..?&lt;br /&gt;A: saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: When was the last time you saw your dad?&lt;br /&gt;A: tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Who got you to join myspace?&lt;br /&gt;A: myself like forever ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What did you have for dinner last night?&lt;br /&gt;A: some easter ham matts mom made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is tom on your friends list?&lt;br /&gt;A: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Look to your left. Whats there?&lt;br /&gt;A: my chocolate easter bunny, hes headless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Whats the last piece of clothing you borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;A: Matts pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What website do you visit the most?&lt;br /&gt;A: Myspace &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have plants in your room?&lt;br /&gt;A: I have a bamboo plant, but taylor is watching it for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Does anything hurt on your body right now?&lt;br /&gt;A: my foot and uterus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What city was your last taxicab ride in?&lt;br /&gt;A: Ive never ridden in a cab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you own a picture phone?&lt;br /&gt;A: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Whats your favorite starbucks drink?&lt;br /&gt;A: chai tea lemonade, or double tall iced toffe nut almond latte half breve half whole milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Recent time you were really upset?&lt;br /&gt;A: a little over a week ago when i was packing up my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Would you have a problem if your friend went after your ex boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yea though id never admit it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last..&lt;br /&gt;1. Person you saw: Taylor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hugged: taylor or matt, i dont remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Shopped: gas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. IM: Ethan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Last song listened to: "Looking for Astronauts" The national&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today..&lt;br /&gt;1. What are you doing now: talking to ethan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. what are you doing tonight: sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What are you going to eat for lunch: probably nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;1. Is: Hopefully the day I find a place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Got any plans: Fix car, go check out a house with Tay, work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Goal: Get house, do some school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Dislikes: lots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you have to work: yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently..&lt;br /&gt;1. Currently love someone: indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Like someone: this is pretty much answered by the above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have a boyfriend/girlfriend: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Does someone like you?: probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Missing someone: no not particularly</content>
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    <title>brideofsolice @ 2006-04-12T01:06:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-12T05:06:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-12T05:06:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">FRIENDS: Will be there to take your drink away from you when they think you've had enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say "Bitch drink the rest of that you know we don't waste."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure that made me ridiculously happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pee'd in the college parking lot tonight in the heat of Ryan and I's excursion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY two current favorite songs are about pilots and the other astronauts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boy still has my heart and I dont think I care if I get it back or not</content>
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    <title>The American Dream</title>
    <published>2006-03-14T03:17:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-14T03:17:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So today I was feeling rather beside myself. So I decided to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am laying in the grass under a 50 foot american flag a block away from the police station smoking a bowl. Also, reading a book about a three day acid trip dragging on a cigarette and i felt like it was the greatest thing ever that I could be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your day?</content>
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    <title>"then I disect them a little"</title>
    <published>2006-03-02T13:41:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-02T13:41:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I went to Megacon last weekend with Taylor and the guys. It was fun, Saturday was my favorite day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regaurdless we had an amazing group of kids for this deadlands game and we all ordered a shitload of pizza then like some really weird girl randomly came up to us and asked us if we wanted our crusts or if she could have them. then she explained to us that they were her pet rats favorite food. and i qoute "its fun to feed them cause they get all excited but then afterwards I like to dissect them a little" Immediatly all our faces turned a little sour so we gave her the crust and she went away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabby, Andrew, and I have been having a fabulous little trio lately. Other than that NSB is the best place to hang out.</content>
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    <title>brideofsolice @ 2006-01-13T20:24:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-14T01:25:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-14T01:25:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I just quit my job. Im basicly freaking out. I have no job....</content>
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