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  <title>i could teach you, but i&apos;d have to charge.</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 16:30:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>5 random facts and an embarassing picture</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; I have to smell absolutely everything.&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; I am lactose intolerant.&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; I am a texting addict.&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; I am obsessed with minnie mouse and courtney love.&lt;br /&gt;5. I love tattoos of quotes or words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;embarassing pictures (:&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k14/shutupandstaypretty/gofer.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k14/shutupandstaypretty/bigglasses.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k14/shutupandstaypretty/glasses-1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhahaha i&apos;m sorry i&apos;m so creepy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMMA CREEPER ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 16:04:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>if you saw me on the street would you think i was gay?</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt=&quot;meandmommy-1.jpg picture by shutupandstaypretty&quot; src=&quot;http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k14/shutupandstaypretty/meandmommy-1.jpg?t=1208188677&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m the one on the right :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Jan 2008 17:27:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>quotes: storing here for a little bit</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&quot;body&quot;&gt;I don&apos;t need plastic in my body to validate me as a woman.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;-Courtney Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the greatest diseases is to be nobody to anybody.&lt;br /&gt;-Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it.&lt;br /&gt;-Audrey Hepburn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing to hold onto in life is each other.&lt;br /&gt;-Audrey Hepburn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t need plastic in my body to validate me as a woman.&lt;br /&gt;-Courtney Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;body&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;People have the power to redeem the work of fools.&lt;br /&gt;-Patti Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;body&quot;&gt;Darling, the legs aren&apos;t so beautiful, I just know what to do with them.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;-Marlene Dietrich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;body&quot;&gt;In America, sex is an obsession, in other parts of the world it&apos;s a fact.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-Marlene Dietrich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;body&quot;&gt;Elegance does not consist in putting on a new dress.&lt;br /&gt;-Coco Chanel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Dec 2007 23:09:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Dear Me,&lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t actually sat down and had a good talk with you in a long time, and i think it&apos;s about time i do that. You need to understand that the present is the new you, the new jodee that everyone is so proud of. I know you miss the old jodee at times, and that&apos;s okay, but you know who the real jodee is, and that is who you&apos;re becoming now. I understand times get hard, but you have great friends now to help you out. You need to realize just how much you really do under estimate yourself. You are a good friend to them, and though they may not remind you enough, you know in your heart, you do your best to give them, what you needed back then. You were alone, but remember, that was then and this is almost 2 years sober from drugs. I know you&apos;re still very raw and people may not realize but you are just now getting your shoes tied for that long walk through life. You sometimes feel like you aren&apos;t worth anything but to many others you are. You give your best to give people what they deserve and you need to see that, because others may never realize it. There are things in your life now, that you can&apos;t even explain still, and that&apos;s okay too. Sometimes things are better left unknown. There are things that happened to you, and whether people want to believe you or not... you know what happened. It&apos;s hard to be a good person after everything you&apos;ve voluntarily put yourself through, but look at you now; who&apos;d of thought, you&apos;d be happy, Finally. You&apos;re very confused and i know that, but this is a growing experience, and you&apos;ll become an even better person from it all. You&apos;re doing the best you can, and your mom may not realize it because she&apos;s so caught up in her own pile of shit, but i know you are. Disattach yourself, because she is nothing but a bad omen to you, and i know it&apos;s so hard for you to admit it, but she is. She is a lost hope, if she doesn&apos;t even try to help herself and yes you were there at some time, but look at you now. You&apos;re mom has to hurt everytime she looks into your eyes and know that her 17 year old daughter can get her shit together and her, a grown woman cannot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie, you&apos;re doing okay.&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;ll&amp;nbsp; be fine, just remember,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;keep your chin up, because others would kill to see you fall&quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love always,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 31 May 2007 14:11:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>respect?</title>
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  <description>I understand that our lifestyles are complete opposites, and now it&apos;s time for you to realize it. Right now in my life I am in recovery. I have avoided any drug use or alcohol use for almost ten months now, and im not asking for your praise but some fucking respect would be greatly appriciated. In every situation you&apos;ve single handedly placed me in i&apos;ve respected you in every way, i just wish you&apos;d show me some back. I realize that sometimes you may say things and not realize how intensely i took them, but that cannot be held as an excuse anymore. The fact that I am 17 years old and trying to straighten my life shouldn&apos;t effect your life, and your lifestyle shouldnt effect mine. Sometimes they do effect though. I dont care if Katie drinks, she&apos;s aware of this... Ive asked one thing of her, dont drink and drive and to not call me when shes intoxicated. She has her life, and you have yours. I&apos;m not here to preach my ways to you or anything, so dont get that impression. I just would love to have either some respect from you in my life or i dont want you in mine any longer. I&apos;m sick of being told one thing, and then showing up somewhere and people are using. I remember specifically at the party at katie&apos;s, not only did you&amp;nbsp;bring alcohol into her house (after she asked you not to) but you brought up something very personal about my father in front of complete strangers. Even then i didn&apos;t say a thing, i just walked outside and smoked a cigarette and kept my mind off of it. I just cannot understand you and your actions. You know im in sobriety, ive explained this to you, yet you still discuss and use in front of me. If you cannot&amp;nbsp; be around me sober, then i cannot continue to be around you. I&apos;m doing this out of respect for you and respect for myself. When me, Katie and Melissa showed up at the park to meet you and Gill&amp;nbsp; and that other boy, and you didn&apos;t even have enough respect for me to wait to roll the joint until i was at the swings. You even had the audasity to roll it on the table i had purposely turned to, to shelter myself from the site. I even then had enough respect to walk away and go swing until you guys were finished. I didn&apos;t say a damn thing about anything. You even called my fucking phone one night while you were stoned and decided to make some shitty comments. In case you dont remember it was along the lines, &quot;How&apos;s being sober?&quot; And me replying &quot; It&apos;s actually pretty good. &quot; And of course a perfectly retorted comment like... &quot;oh hahaha i bet.&quot; I was about to hang up on you but i stopped myself. Those little comments may not seem like a big deal to you, but those kinds of things hurt me. I&apos;m not sure you understand how important sobriety is in my life. If i hadn&apos;t gotten sober, i would be dead right now. Then you had the nerve to ask Katie to bring me to a party and drink in front of me. You justified it by saying it would be in cups? Alcohol being in cups doesn&apos;t stop anything, but that&apos;s&amp;nbsp;besides the point, you also said to bring me and id have fun with the DJ? Anthony look, im fine with whatever katie decides to do, and im more than happy to let her to go to a party, and if she doesnt want to go, thats not because of me. She is my girlfriend and she respects me and i respect her. She has her life and i have mine. Like ive repeated many times throughout this note, I have no hard feelings for you i just am asking consciously for some respect from you. I&apos;ve showed you a lot of it, and im just asking for some courtesy. Please do not involve me in your drinking parties, do not talk to me about them, don&apos;t ask me to go. Do not do that stuff in front of me, and if that stuff is going to happen, i will simply respect your actions and not show up.&amp;nbsp;I hope that you have a healthy and happy summer, and that&amp;nbsp;I&apos;ll see you soon. Stay safe, and&amp;nbsp;if you ever&amp;nbsp;need me i am here. Our friendship is not over, but im tired of being walked&amp;nbsp;all over, i&apos;ve drawn my line, and i hope that&amp;nbsp;you can accept that. I&apos;ll talk to you later, take it easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Jodee.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2007 01:50:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>confusion.</title>
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  <description>If our love was a box of letters id keep it safely under my bed.&lt;br /&gt;Id take every letter and tear them apart so that everyone i knew could feel what i feel.&lt;br /&gt;what we have is special, there&apos;s no doubt about that.&lt;br /&gt;there are times when i let my life get in the way, and it tends to cloud my vision.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i get trapped in my own mind and i try to find anything to help me relieve myself.&lt;br /&gt;i watched you walk into my life, and take my heart without a word of hesitation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i slowly earned yours, and im more than&amp;nbsp;satisfied with it.&lt;br /&gt;there are days i wish that youd be here, just to see what i put myself through without you.&lt;br /&gt;then there are the other days when im glad you cant see half of the things i do.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve found through you,&amp;nbsp;that i am a person of value.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;there are things i can do, that i never thought id ever be able to do, thanks to you.&lt;br /&gt;some days im not sure im any good for you, but then there are other days im happy you&apos;ve discovered me.&lt;br /&gt;i like to think im an asset to your life, and that i can teach you things.&lt;br /&gt;Im glad to know that i can learn new ways and things through you as well.&lt;br /&gt;I see us going far along side each other, but as everything goes it takes two to make such a dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;the months keep rolling past us, and it surprises me everytime another month goes by.&lt;br /&gt;i never thought id find someone who&apos;d respect me, with as much respect as i have for them, but youve proved me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i never thought id find someone who&apos;d wish to be with me forever either.&lt;br /&gt;but once again, life has thrown me another gift and ill be damned if i open it early.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2007 19:24:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>your body is a wonderland.</title>
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  <description>Laying there with you that night was the closest i&apos;ve ever come to complete&amp;nbsp;contentment. Our legs intwinded together with the sheets lost among the mattress. I felt my skin tingle with every touch of your fingertips. I could feel your heartbeat against my chest and I knew then, you really did love me. The taste of salt on your skin left the sweetest aftertaste in my mouth for hours. I felt like in that moment everything i was afraid of was lifted off of me. I was renewed; I was in love. The idea that, now i had nothing left to hide from you; you&apos;d seen&amp;nbsp;all of everything i was. All of my insecurities were subsided and replaced with a new confidence.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were saying yesturday that relationships are valued by the amount of respect exemplified, and with us there&apos;s&amp;nbsp;always a lot. My respect for you is so great that it&apos;s completely incomprehensible. You always wonder why I respect you so much, but the answer is simple. You&apos;ve given me substance when i was nothing. You gave me your heart knowing what i used to be, and loved me anyway. I respect you so much for looking at me and seeing more than who i once was.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that right there is why i respect you with all my heart... and love you with my everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://tinypic.com/view.php?pic=3yyxrtk&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 Mar 2007 12:02:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>agree?</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;You want your girlfriend or boyfriend to be more relaxed, calm, and composed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With respect to money, you spend as little as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think good luck depends on maintaining good relationships with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hidden side of your personality tends to be satisfied to care for things with a minimal amount of effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are tend to think about others&apos; feelings a lot, perhaps because you are so eager to be liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to finding a romantic partner, you will search and search until you find your perfect match. &lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Mar 2007 23:29:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>you&apos;re so much more,</title>
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  <description>I woke up to a beautiful girl this morning, and i couldn&apos;t help but let my bones shake with emotion.&lt;br /&gt;The sun was shining in her hair and her gaze was distracted with all the beauty outside the window.&lt;br /&gt;Smoke billowed from her lips and crested in the air above her, and i was home.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i have to say goodbye i feel like my heart is being ripped from my chest.&lt;br /&gt;I know it&apos;s life and it&apos;s not fair but i wish it was easier than it is.&lt;br /&gt;I hate knowing that this weekend was so perfect and full of life, and now i have to retreat to my cold, stale bed.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;love knowing that the tears that chap my cheeks on the lonely nights are the proof i have that this is love.&lt;br /&gt;I know that every night i will look up at that moon and know that, no matter where we are, we&apos;ll be looking at the same moon.&lt;br /&gt;One day that moon will be above us, us together wrapped in a blanket breathing as one.&lt;br /&gt;My heart hurts knowing that you&apos;re facing your days alone these weeks im not there, but i live on knowing that i&apos;ll be there soon.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve never felt so alive in another&apos;s arms, and I&apos;ve never felt so at home with another person.&lt;br /&gt;I stand in front of the mirror and tell myself it&apos;s going to be okay, i just have to wait it out a few more weeks, but my bones keep shaking.&lt;br /&gt;My fingers are trembling with everything i do, and every simple thing i do brings back our memories vigorously.&lt;br /&gt;The tissues i keep wrapped tightly in my hands are cold and soaked with the tears streaming my face.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know what i&apos;d do without you in my life, i don&apos;t know what i&apos;d do if you gave up on me.&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ve done so much for me, and you care about me more than i care about myself.&lt;br /&gt;You keep my heart and mind in check, and you rain your purity on my frame with every touch.&lt;br /&gt;You keep my eyes the promise that if they keep crying, i&apos;m not dead yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home today, and i set my things down and literally collapsed on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what you do to me but i feel like im dying everytime you disappear out of sight.&lt;br /&gt;I layed there and prayed for a good amount of time, that distance wouldn&apos;t give you the courage to let go.&lt;br /&gt;I crawled into my bed and laid there curled up against myself wishing the days weren&apos;t so long.&lt;br /&gt;I wish i was older and had my shit together, so that we could be together everyday; every night.&lt;br /&gt;I know that if i just keep wishing and keep you closer than anyone, one day my wishes won&apos;t be wishes but my day to day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re my proof that I&apos;m okay, and that I&apos;m alive.&lt;br /&gt;So i&apos;ll be seeing you in my dreams and in that moon, until the next time i feel you in my arms.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2007 20:20:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>for katie</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2007 19:49:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>so totally eddie bauer and marge stiney :-*</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2007 19:49:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>detention blows.</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2007 19:22:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Is not a kiss the very autograph of love?</title>
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  <description>&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia&quot;&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Tahoma&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I could never love where I could not respect.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war; love is a growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;tpD&quot;&gt;Other men have seen angels, But I have seen thee, And thou art enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;“&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://thinkexist.com/quotation/it_is_a_curious_thought-but_it_is_only_when_you/12590.html&quot; class=&quot;sqq&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;It is a curious thought, but it is only when you see people looking ridiculous that you realize just how much you love them.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You know it&apos;s love when you want to keep holding hands even after you&apos;re sweaty.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;The ability to make love frivolously is &lt;br /&gt;the chief characteristic which distinguishes&lt;br /&gt;human beings from beasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do with you what spring does with cherry trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;Love is the closest thing we have to magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;well behaved women rarely make history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2007 12:14:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>mother theresa time.</title>
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  <description>&lt;span class=&quot;body&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Being unwanted, unloved, uncared for, forgotten by everybody, I think that is a much greater hunger, a much greater poverty than the person who has nothing to eat.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;body&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Everytime you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;body&quot;&gt;I am a little pencil in the hand of a writing God who is sending a love letter to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;body&quot;&gt;I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;body&quot;&gt;I know God will not give me anything I can&apos;t handle. I just wish that He didn&apos;t trust me so much.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;body&quot;&gt;In this life we cannot do great things. We can only do small things with great love.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;body&quot;&gt;Jesus said love one another. He didn&apos;t say love the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;body&quot;&gt;One of the greatest diseases is to be nobody to anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;body&quot;&gt;So many signatures for such a small heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2007 12:08:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>blahhhh</title>
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  <description>&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia&quot;&gt;You don&apos;t have to be straight to be in the military; you just have to be able to shoot straight.&amp;nbsp; ~Barry Goldwater&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia&quot;&gt;Who would give a law to lovers?&amp;nbsp; Love is unto itself a higher law.&amp;nbsp; ~Boethius, &lt;i&gt;The Consolation of Philosophy&lt;/i&gt;, A.D. 524&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If homosexuality is a disease, let&apos;s all call in queer to work:&amp;nbsp; &quot;Hello.&amp;nbsp; Can&apos;t work today, still queer.&quot;&amp;nbsp; ~Robin Tyler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing wrong with going to bed with someone of your own sex.&amp;nbsp; People should be very free with sex, they should draw the line at goats.&amp;nbsp; ~Elton John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The radical right is so homophobic that they&apos;re blaming global warming on the AIDS quilt.&amp;nbsp; ~Dennis Miller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a long time I thought I wanted to be a nun.&amp;nbsp; Then I realized that what I really wanted to be was a lesbian.&amp;nbsp; ~Mabel Maney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s the point of being a lesbian if a woman is going to look and act like an imitation man?&amp;nbsp; ~Rita Mae Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some women can&apos;t say the word lesbian... even when their mouth is full of one.&amp;nbsp; ~Kate Clinton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labels?&amp;nbsp; Okay, fine.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m bisensual.&amp;nbsp; Heteroflexible.&amp;nbsp; And life-curious.&amp;nbsp; That about covers it.&amp;nbsp; ~Morgan Torva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a foreign language:&amp;nbsp; all men mispronounce it.&amp;nbsp; ~Christopher Morley, &lt;i&gt;Thunder on the Left&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Mar 2007 01:36:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ill wait for your cue</title>
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  <description>&lt;font face=&quot;Century Gothic&quot; color=&quot;#281818&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;baby, you are my secret inspiration&lt;br /&gt;and nobody knows it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Century Gothic&quot; color=&quot;#281818&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;we are all looking for something to&lt;br /&gt;take away the pain. we are all looking&lt;br /&gt;for someone to take away the pain. we&lt;br /&gt;are all addicted to something or &lt;br /&gt;someone that takes away the pain.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Century Gothic&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;love is about finding the courage&lt;br /&gt;inside of you that you didnt&lt;br /&gt;even know was there.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m &lt;strong&gt;holding&lt;/strong&gt; on to you, &lt;em&gt;holding&lt;/em&gt; on to me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it&apos;s all &lt;em&gt;we got&lt;/em&gt; but it&apos;s all I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;You&apos;re all I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;We&apos;re all in the&lt;strong&gt; gutter&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but some of us are looking at the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing someone truly isn&apos;t knowing everything about them&lt;br /&gt;its not even understanding what they say&lt;br /&gt;and believing in them and caring about them&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s seeing everything in them that they truly are,&lt;br /&gt;looking at them with complete appreciation &amp;amp;&amp;amp; admiration,&lt;br /&gt;seeing the wonderful person thats within them and&lt;br /&gt;loving them for it in every single way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;This is for the girls who never won,&lt;br /&gt;who stay up all night listening to music&lt;br /&gt;that inspires them to do things next to impossible,&lt;br /&gt;The girls that laugh, smile, cry, and think all on a daily basis,&lt;br /&gt;The girls who like, learn, and regret;&lt;br /&gt;The girls who may never have it easy.&lt;br /&gt;The girls who learn the hard way,&lt;br /&gt;and live to tell about it.&lt;br /&gt;The real girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m scared that something this great&lt;br /&gt;won&apos;t happen twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two ways to live your life;&lt;br /&gt;One is as if nothing is a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;The other way as if everything is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;&quot;&amp;amp; i don&apos;t forgive people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;because i&apos;m weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;i forgive them because i&apos;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;strong enough to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;people make mistakes.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;Please remember this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;Yes, you are small but you&apos;re all irreplaceable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;and are invaluable and miraculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;Those stars don&apos;t have anything on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;last year&apos;s wishes are this year&apos;s apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;Saying your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;Fearless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;Emotionless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;Unbreakable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;Doesnt make you strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;It only prooves that you&apos;re scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;You&apos;re scared to face you&apos;re problems,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;You&apos;re scared to show people how you really feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;That you&apos;re scared to get broken, so you make it impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;Saying you&apos;re fearless, emotionless and unbreakable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;Only prooves that you&apos;re the weakest of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot;&gt;Its not that I believe everything happens for a reason. Its just that I think that some things are meant to be broken. Imperfect. Chaotic. Its the universes way of providing contrast, you know? There have to be a few holes in the road, because thats just how life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a strong person&lt;br /&gt;means knowing that in the end, &lt;br /&gt;everything is gonna be okay&lt;br /&gt;if something is meant to be &lt;br /&gt;then you gotta know that no matter what&lt;br /&gt;... it will find a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 Mar 2007 00:22:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>disney non-sense.</title>
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  <description>&quot;In the end peter pan took off tinkerbell&apos;s wings, so she could never leave. Sometimes love makes you bleed&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 15 Mar 2007 01:19:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>lyrics.</title>
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  <description>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are you thinking of me when you&apos;re putting on your make-up darling&apos;?&lt;br /&gt;Dying your hair like you do?&lt;br /&gt;Well, you’re wasting your time if you’re trying to impress me,&lt;br /&gt;I waste all my time just thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So I’m asking you to shine it on and stick around. &lt;br /&gt;I’m not writing my goodbyes. &lt;br /&gt;I submit no excuse. &lt;br /&gt;If this is what I have to do &lt;br /&gt;I owe you every day I wake. &lt;br /&gt;If I could I would shrink myself &lt;br /&gt;Sink through your skin to your blood cells&lt;br /&gt;remove whatever makes you hurt &lt;br /&gt;but I am too weak to be your cure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It&apos;s only you, beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Or I don&apos;t want anyone.&lt;br /&gt;If I can choose, it&apos;s only you.&lt;br /&gt;But how could I miscalculate,&lt;br /&gt;Perfect lies from her perfect hate.&lt;br /&gt;If I can choose it&apos;s only you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2007 02:56:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>thank god, i found you.</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve come to find out, that i cannot live this with out you.&lt;br /&gt;And i know that may sound completely unstable and dependant,&lt;br /&gt;but so what? i know what life is like without you and with you now, and&lt;br /&gt;ive decided i want you with me,&amp;nbsp;forever.&amp;nbsp; I realize everything around me is a simple&lt;br /&gt;gift that has been so gratefully given to me, and half of the time i don&apos;t deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re the gift that matters most to me. I couldnt ever give you up, you&apos;re too beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You complete me in each and every way. You make me smile with tears falling from my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and you give me a reason to pray every night before sleep. You&apos;ve given life back into the parts of my life&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i thought were dormant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thank you, for being the gift you are from God.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2007 02:50:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my heart beats for only you.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for a&amp;nbsp;breath.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for a warm place to close my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for a lost letter addressed to you.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for that perfect picture.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for the sunny days and those summer nights.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for the other hand that resides in mine.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for the safe haven.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for the future&amp;nbsp;life with you.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for the&amp;nbsp;replies to my questions left unanswered.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for my purpose.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for the right words to scribble.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for that perfect touch, that brings me home everytime.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for the&amp;nbsp;hands that aren&apos;t around me.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for that box of shadows.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for the permanent smile drawn across my face.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for everything i know.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for the right pillow to release my tears apon.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for something to hold on to when i&apos;m scared.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for my heartbeat within my chest.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for the moon covered in the vast blanket of stars.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for the other piece to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a constant search for anything, that is everything, without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 Mar 2007 00:44:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>for you my love.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Just say what you mean and mean what you say. Don&apos;t expect someone to &lt;strong&gt;read your mind&lt;/strong&gt;. And don&apos;t play games with &lt;u&gt;heads or hearts&lt;/u&gt;. Don&apos;t tell half truths and expect trust when the full truth comes out. Half truths are no better than lies. Don&apos;t be &lt;em&gt;cold to someone you care about&lt;/em&gt;. Indifference hurts more than angry words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just &lt;em&gt;bend the pieces until they fit&lt;/em&gt;. There&apos;s not always a definite solution for every &lt;strong&gt;problem in life&lt;/strong&gt;, but you just gotta work around it. Break the rules if you have to. &lt;em&gt;Anything to make things right&lt;/em&gt;. Anything to stop true to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a &lt;strong&gt;love like that&lt;/strong&gt;; &lt;em&gt;tons of reasons not to be together&lt;/em&gt;, but not &lt;strong&gt;caring about any of them&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt;. I want to be the person that touches your heart and makes it &lt;u&gt;skip a beat&lt;/u&gt;. I want to be that person whose arms make you just &lt;u&gt;melt&lt;/u&gt;. I want to be the person that you&apos;re destined to be with. But, what scares me the most is that &lt;strong&gt;I might not be&lt;/strong&gt;, that you don&apos;t &lt;strong&gt;want me to be&lt;/strong&gt;, or that &lt;strong&gt;I won&apos;t be&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think, there&apos;s someone out there dying to get you to know them. Just think, someone is laying up, looking at his ceiling, thinking only of your smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos; she will chase you around for awhile, but theres going to be a day when &lt;strong&gt;shes going to stop running in circles around you&lt;/strong&gt;. shes going to get over you. and at that very moment, &lt;u&gt;youre going to wish you had let her catch you&lt;/u&gt; &apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He catches my eye sight and &lt;u&gt;I start to melt&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;He &lt;strong&gt;grabs my hand&lt;/strong&gt; and I am floating. &lt;br /&gt;For that moment, the &lt;em&gt;whole world&lt;/em&gt; just doesn’t matter. He holds my hand and I start to realize that &lt;br /&gt;maybe this is love because he holds my hand &lt;br /&gt;when I’m at my best and &lt;strong&gt;doesn’t let go when I’m at my worst&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;strong&gt;see something&lt;/strong&gt; in me that &lt;u&gt;I don&apos;t see&lt;/u&gt;. something &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;and it makes me wanna be that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I&apos;m sorry that &lt;em&gt;my words are clumsy&lt;/em&gt; and that &lt;strong&gt;I stutter&lt;/strong&gt; when I speak to &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;. But &quot;&lt;u&gt;I love you&lt;/u&gt;&quot; is just so overused, but it&apos;s the only thing &lt;u&gt;I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;I can &lt;strong&gt;yell&lt;/strong&gt; at you, be &lt;strong&gt;mad&lt;/strong&gt; at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say mean things &amp;amp; take them back&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Even &lt;u&gt;pretend&lt;/u&gt; I hate you,&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;strong&gt;nobody&lt;/strong&gt; in the &lt;strong&gt;whole world&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;cares about you &lt;em&gt;more than me&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;m&lt;/strong&gt; going to love you more than anyone&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m&lt;em&gt; going to hold&lt;/em&gt; you closer than before&lt;br /&gt;And when I kiss &lt;u&gt;your soul&lt;/u&gt;, your body&apos;ll be free&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be&lt;em&gt; free for you anytime&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I&apos;m going&lt;/u&gt; to&lt;strong&gt; love you more than anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;part of you&lt;/strong&gt; has grown in me, &lt;u&gt;together forever&lt;/u&gt; we shall be...&lt;em&gt;never apart&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;maybe in &lt;strong&gt;distance&lt;/strong&gt; but not in the &lt;em&gt;heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Well&lt;strong&gt; I wrote&lt;/strong&gt; our names a &lt;u&gt;thousand times&lt;/u&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;just to see &lt;strong&gt;yours sitting next to mine&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There Are &lt;em&gt;Millions Of People&lt;/em&gt; In This world, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;But&lt;/u&gt; In The end It &lt;strong&gt;All Comes Down To One&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia&quot;&gt;You are my &lt;em&gt;&quot;Somewhere over the rainbow&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;amp; remember to &lt;strong&gt;kiss the sun&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;u&gt;my love&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because life is too short to have not lived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;“Just kiss me”&lt;/strong&gt; is an &lt;em&gt;over used feminine phrase&lt;/em&gt;. I wont lie, I’ve used it before, but aside from, &lt;u&gt;“I love you”&lt;/u&gt; they are the three most &lt;em&gt;thought provoking words&lt;/em&gt; any human can utter. First and foremost, one cannot, “just kiss” someone else. There’s always some kind of &lt;u&gt;thought that goes into a kiss&lt;/u&gt;. Whether its been put off for weeks or its in that moment right before &lt;em&gt;your lips meet&lt;/em&gt;, someone is thinking something. Then, you have the &lt;strong&gt;kiss itself&lt;/strong&gt;. There’s an &lt;u&gt;exchange of hearts&lt;/u&gt; without a single word spoken. Even those of us that falsely yet courageously tell our friends, &lt;em&gt;“it meant nothing”&lt;/em&gt; know that part of us is now with that person. &lt;em&gt;Lover’s lips&lt;/em&gt; can scream comfort or heartbreak, while lips of strangers proclaim, &lt;strong&gt;“I’m most likely a mistake, but one worth making!”&lt;/strong&gt; Then comes the worst part of this, &lt;u&gt;“just kiss me”&lt;/u&gt; madness: the moments after. Following the &lt;em&gt;lip lock&lt;/em&gt; are &lt;strong&gt;thousands of questions&lt;/strong&gt;. Is this goodbye? Why did that happen? What have I gotten myself into? These thoughts grind themselves into our &lt;em&gt;subconscious&lt;/em&gt; preventing us from sleeping. We suddenly begin to &lt;strong&gt;listen to every song&lt;/strong&gt; that you could possibly &lt;u&gt;relate to your situation&lt;/u&gt;, and find yourself &lt;em&gt;crying&lt;/em&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;no reason at all&lt;/strong&gt;, relating to the words we hear rhythmically &lt;em&gt;pounding in our heads&lt;/em&gt;. You wonder because he kisses you yet you don’t know exactly what it means. You want &lt;strong&gt;answers&lt;/strong&gt; to impossible questions all because you had to, &lt;em&gt;“just kiss him.”&lt;/em&gt; Without human intervention, as soon as lips touch, &lt;u&gt;both hearts barricade themselves behind walls of steel&lt;/u&gt; and prepare to shatter. Through thirty seconds of passion, we open ourselves to delight or devastation. No matter the &lt;em&gt;outcome&lt;/em&gt;, we’ve willingly made ourselves &lt;strong&gt;vulnerable&lt;/strong&gt;. No one can protect us once we’ve &lt;u&gt;kissed someone&lt;/u&gt;. Even in the most casual kiss goodnight holds a hint of inquiry. Still, we as humans…we as girls, &lt;strong&gt;freely risk our hearts&lt;/strong&gt;. Why? Because even though we say we’ve &lt;em&gt;given up on love&lt;/em&gt; and want nothing to do with the opposite/same sex, we secretly know that sometime when we least expect it, were &lt;strong&gt;“just going to kiss”&lt;/strong&gt; that one guy and suddenly, we know we’ll never have to &lt;u&gt;“just kiss”&lt;/u&gt; anyone ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i tell you &lt;em&gt;i love you&lt;/em&gt; i don&apos;t say it out of &lt;strong&gt;habit &lt;/strong&gt;or to &lt;u&gt;start a conversation&lt;/u&gt;, I say it to &lt;strong&gt;remind you&lt;/strong&gt; that &lt;em&gt;you&apos;re&lt;/em&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;best thing&lt;/strong&gt; that has ever &lt;u&gt;happened to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Find the &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; you can be &lt;em&gt;yourself around&lt;/em&gt;. You can say &lt;u&gt;whatever&lt;/u&gt; you want, you can &lt;strong&gt;laugh&lt;/strong&gt;, you can &lt;strong&gt;smile&lt;/strong&gt;, you can&lt;strong&gt; hug&lt;/strong&gt;, you can&lt;strong&gt; kiss&lt;/strong&gt;, you can &lt;strong&gt;fight &lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;make up&lt;/strong&gt; at the very &lt;em&gt;end of the night&lt;/em&gt; ...and you&apos;re still &lt;u&gt;absolutely crazy about eachother&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We&apos;re&lt;/em&gt; at the &lt;strong&gt;point&lt;/strong&gt; where no matter what &lt;u&gt;happens&lt;/u&gt; no matter how long we go &lt;em&gt;without being together&lt;/em&gt;, no matter how many fights we &lt;strong&gt;get into&lt;/strong&gt;, that all we need is a &lt;em&gt;kiss &lt;/em&gt;or a &lt;u&gt;&quot;i love you&quot;&lt;/u&gt; and suddenly &lt;em&gt;we remember&lt;/em&gt; why we love each other in the &lt;strong&gt;first place&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perfection&lt;/strong&gt; is defined when your&lt;em&gt; heart beats&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;next to mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sure&lt;/strong&gt;, I like your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt; your smile and your laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I like&lt;strong&gt; your arms&lt;/strong&gt; and I like your shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;like &lt;/em&gt;your high cheekbones and strong chin.&lt;br /&gt;But I &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2007 22:02:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>and this is why i love courtney love (:</title>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&quot;ive seen your revulsion and it looks good on you...&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;i dont need plastic in my body to validate me as a woman&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;if you want to ask about my drug problem, go ask my big, fat, smart ten&amp;nbsp;pound daughter she&apos;ll answer any questions you have about it&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;i think you need to hit rock bottom before you make a decision about what you&apos;re going to do in the future&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;being offended is part of being in the real world&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;body&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&quot;I cannot exist as a solo artist.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;body&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&quot;I don&apos;t mean to be a diva, but some days you wake up and you&apos;re Barbara Streisand.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;body&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&quot;I like all the angels around because they protect me and my daughter. I mean, her Dad&apos;s an angel.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&quot;I might lie a lot but never in my lyrics.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;body&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;&quot;I used to do drugs, but don&apos;t tell anyone or it will ruin my image.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;body&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;&quot;Kurt had this dumb suicidal ideation - that&apos;s what I called it. I thought if we could live through this, we could live through anything.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;body&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;&quot;What makes the most money for this business? Dead rock stars.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;body&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;&quot;You need to write on your own and produce your own life.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman,Times&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&quot;It&apos;s weird not to have sold hundreds of records, but have people&apos;s grandmas know who you are.&quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman,Times&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I saw this little riot grrl in Spin who was holding a little magazine called Princess.&amp;nbsp; She&apos;s 15, but everything in her little riot grrl world - like Hello Kitty products - is telling her to act like she&apos;s seven.&amp;nbsp; That&apos;s not feminism, it&apos;s cultural anorexia.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;You&apos;re no one in the rock industry unless you&apos;ve feuded with me or slept with Wynona Ryder.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&quot;If there&apos;s any time you should be on drugs it&apos;s when you&apos;re pregnant, cause it sucks.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I listen to too many people. Im only going &lt;br /&gt;to listen to my gut for the rest of my life&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;To bring into the world unwelcome &lt;br /&gt;children is one of the worst crimes &lt;br /&gt;of which parents can be guilty. &lt;br /&gt;It brings a curse to the child, &lt;br /&gt;the parents, and to the world.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That which is imagined need never be lost.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2007 04:03:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>more quotes.</title>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&quot;There&apos;s a little &lt;em&gt;truth&lt;/em&gt; to every&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt; just &lt;br /&gt;kidding,&lt;/u&gt; a little&lt;em&gt; curiosity &lt;/em&gt;behind every &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;just wondering,&lt;/u&gt; a little&lt;em&gt; knowledge &lt;/em&gt;behind &lt;br /&gt;every &lt;u&gt;I didn&apos;t know&lt;/u&gt;, and a little &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#008080&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;emotion &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;behind every&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt; I don&apos;t care.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;It&apos;s beauty that captures your attention; personality which captures your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;[&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff&quot; face=&quot;Symbol&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;©&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff&quot; face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Your my good feeling&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff&quot; face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff&quot; face=&quot;Symbol&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;©&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff&quot; face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&quot;Love knows not what time is.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;And if your feeling scared remember the times we&apos;ve had. You know it meant everything to me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&quot;Love is not about finding the right person, but creating a right relationship. It&apos;s not about how much love you have in the beginning but how much love you build till the end.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;How come &lt;u&gt;everything&lt;/u&gt; always sounds &lt;strong&gt;better&lt;/strong&gt; on the radio? I guess &lt;em&gt;sometimes&lt;/em&gt; if you&apos;re listening to a &lt;strong&gt;CD&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; you&apos;re all &lt;u&gt;alone&lt;/u&gt;, the music just makes you feel even &lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt; alone. Maybe you want to &lt;em&gt;dance&lt;/em&gt;, but there&apos;s &lt;u&gt;no one&lt;/u&gt; there to dance with, or maybe you want to &lt;strong&gt;cry&lt;/strong&gt; but there&apos;s no one there to &lt;em&gt;lean on&lt;/em&gt;. But with the &lt;u&gt;radio&lt;/u&gt;, even if you&apos;re listening &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; by yourself, there&apos;s &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; all those &lt;u&gt;other&lt;/u&gt; people listening &lt;strong&gt;with&lt;/strong&gt; you, and all of a sudden, it&apos;s like you&apos;re &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; alone anymore;&amp;nbsp; you&apos;re something &lt;u&gt;bigger&lt;/u&gt; than just &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your &lt;u&gt;smile&lt;/u&gt; blinds me, &amp;amp; your &lt;strong&gt;kisses&lt;/strong&gt; fool me.&lt;br /&gt;You could tell me &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; in the &lt;u&gt;world&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/em&gt; I&apos;d &lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt; believe you &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 8pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 8pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT: 11px arial; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT: 11px arial; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;smalltext&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;smalltext&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: red; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Century Gothic&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; color=&quot;#80ffff&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 8pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 8pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT: 11px arial; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT: 11px arial; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;smalltext&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;smalltext&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: red; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Century Gothic&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 8pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 8pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT: 11px arial; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT: 11px arial; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;smalltext&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;smalltext&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: red; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Century Gothic&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;You know me, the real me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;You know that I&apos;m normal &amp;amp; that I hurt inside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;everyone thinks that I&apos;m always happy cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;I&apos;m always smiling, I go to school &amp;amp; in the halls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;I have people come up to me &amp;amp; ask me how I do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;how I am always happy. I just smile &amp;amp; shrug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;my shoulders, cause deep down inside, I know I&apos;m not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some ways you&apos;re &lt;em&gt;pretty&lt;/em&gt; lucky.&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;strong&gt;opened&lt;/strong&gt; your heart,&lt;br /&gt;you put yourself &lt;u&gt;out there&lt;/u&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;you were &lt;em&gt;ready&lt;/em&gt; to make that leap.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m &lt;strong&gt;envious&lt;/strong&gt;; I &lt;u&gt;wish&lt;/u&gt; I knew what that &lt;em&gt;felt&lt;/em&gt; like.&lt;br /&gt;To find someone who makes you wanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;swim&lt;/em&gt; across the &lt;u&gt;east&lt;/u&gt; river in &lt;strong&gt;January&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were just &lt;em&gt;two kids&lt;/em&gt; with a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whole lot&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; for each other,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; a whole &lt;em&gt;bunch&lt;/em&gt; of things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;standing&lt;/u&gt; in our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re putting on a &lt;strong&gt;show&lt;/strong&gt; for the &lt;u&gt;world&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; been about putting on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;makeup&lt;/u&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;impress&lt;/strong&gt; someone else;&lt;br /&gt;wear your beauty &lt;em&gt;without&lt;/em&gt; a mask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <title>quotes that i pretty much needed to share.</title>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;If you should die before me, ask if you could bring a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only those who risk going too far can possibly find out how far they can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we weren&apos;t all crazy we would go insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll lean on you and you lean on me and we&apos;ll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor is the man whose pleasure depends on the permission of another. -madonna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest revolution of our generation is the discovery that human beings, by changing the inner attitudes of their minds, can change the outer aspects of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;bodybold&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial Narrow&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;em&gt;Heaven&apos;s&lt;/em&gt; not a place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;that you go when you &lt;strong&gt;die&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;it&apos;s that &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;moment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;when you actually &lt;em&gt;feel alive&lt;/em&gt;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;quotetext&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,51,102); FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Calisto MT&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt; COLOR: lime; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: rgb(255,64,159); FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial Narrow&quot; color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;if you be my star &lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ll be your sky &lt;br /&gt;you can hide underneath me &lt;br /&gt;and come out at night.&lt;br /&gt;when i turn jet black &lt;br /&gt;and you show off your light &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;quotetext&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,51,102); FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Calisto MT&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt; COLOR: lime; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: rgb(255,64,159); FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial Narrow&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;i live to let you shine &lt;br /&gt;i live to let you shine&lt;br /&gt;-Boats and Birds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;quotetext&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,51,102); FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Calisto MT&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt; COLOR: lime; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: rgb(255,64,159); FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(153,102,204); FONT-FAMILY: times new roman&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: arial&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial Narrow&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&quot;You k&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: arial&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;now, that moment when you kiss someone and everything around you becomes hazy. And the only thing in focus is you and that person. And you realize that that person is the only person that you&apos;re supposed to kiss for the rest of your life. And for one moment you get this gift. And you want to laugh and you want to cry &lt;u&gt;because&lt;/u&gt; you feel so lucky that you found it and so scared that it will go away all at the same time.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;quotetext&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,51,102); FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Calisto MT&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt; COLOR: lime; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: rgb(255,64,159); FONT-FAMILY: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(153,102,204); FONT-FAMILY: arial&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;The happiest people dont have it all&lt;br /&gt;they just make the best of what they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;“If you live to be 100, I hope I live to be 100 minus 1 day, so I never have to live without you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;People don&apos;t keep journals for themselves. They keep them for other people, like a secret they don&apos;t want to tell, but want everyone to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot;&gt;I have wasted thousands of kisses on you... kisses that I thought were special because of your lips and your smile and all your color and life. Shame on me for kissing you with my eyes closed do tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;It was you who picked the pieces up &lt;br /&gt;When I was a broken soul &lt;br /&gt;And then glued me back together&lt;br /&gt;Returned to me what others stole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&quot;I think it happens to everyone as they&amp;nbsp; grow&amp;nbsp; up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you&amp;nbsp; realize that the people you have known forever don&apos;t see things the way you do. And so you keep the wonderful memories but find yourself moving on. It&apos;s perfectly normal.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot;&gt;Love is when you are so comfortable with someone, that you could talk to them about anything, but still have that first date butterfly feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot;&gt;If you’re going to be able to look back on something and laugh about it,&lt;br /&gt;you might as well laugh about it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;You can never find &lt;br /&gt;the &lt;i&gt;right person&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you never let go &lt;br /&gt;of the &lt;u&gt;wrong one&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 9pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: SWMono&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 9pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: SWMono&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: SWRomnd&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;once you figure out who you are &lt;br /&gt;and what you&lt;u&gt; love&lt;/u&gt; about &lt;em&gt;yourself,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think everything else just falls into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;Be with someone who knows what they have when they have you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia&quot; color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;it&apos;s hard to watch someone you love &lt;br /&gt;change right before your eyes and know&lt;br /&gt;you can&apos;t do anything about it,&lt;br /&gt;and its heartbreaking to remember&lt;br /&gt;them as they once were.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia&quot; color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;sometimes people have to leave&lt;br /&gt;and we have to let them.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia&quot;&gt;you&apos;ve given up drinking&lt;br /&gt;to be with somebody you knew&lt;br /&gt;and you tried to get into the bible&lt;br /&gt;but it never got into you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;in order to move on&lt;br /&gt;you must know what you felt,&lt;br /&gt;the way you did,&lt;br /&gt;and why you no longer need to feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;I&apos;m Selfish, &lt;em&gt;Impatient&lt;/em&gt;, &amp;amp;&amp;amp;;&amp;nbsp;A Little &lt;u&gt;Insecure&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I Make Mistakes, I Am Out Of &lt;em&gt;Control&lt;/em&gt;, &amp;amp;&amp;amp;;&lt;br /&gt;At Times &lt;u&gt;Hard&lt;/u&gt; To Handle. But If You Can&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Handle&lt;/em&gt; Me At My &lt;u&gt;Worst&lt;/u&gt;, Then You Sure As&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hell&lt;/em&gt; Don&apos;t &lt;u&gt;Deserve&lt;/u&gt; Me At My &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Best&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- Marilyn Monroe &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;In the end antiblack, antifemale, and all forms of discrimination are equivalent to the same thing - antihumanism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try as hard as we may for perfection, the net result of our labors is an amazing variety of imperfectness. We are surprised at our own versatility in being able to fail in so many different ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody can become angry - that is easy, but to be angry with the right person and to the right degree and at the right time and for the right purpose, and in the right way - that is not within everybody&apos;s power and is not easy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep away from those who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you believe that you too can become great.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience is simply the name we give our mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who never made a mistake never tried anything new.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;The day the child realizes that all adults are imperfect, he becomes an adolescent; the day he forgives them, he becomes an adult; the day he forgives himself, he becomes wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resentment is like a glass of poison that a man drinks; then he sits down and waits for his enemy to die.—Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Tahoma&quot;&gt;I want to be the kind of girl who leaves an everlasting impression on someone. I don&apos;t want to be the type that you&apos;ll forget in a week. I want to be hard to forget. I want to have the kind of impact on someone where they know they&apos;ll never find anyone who can take my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Tahoma&quot;&gt;If you don&apos;t know where you are going, any road will get you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Tahoma&quot;&gt;Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; remember that what you have now was once among the things you only hoped for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never part without loving words to think of during your absence.&lt;br /&gt;It may be that you will not meet again in this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be afraid your life will end;&lt;br /&gt;be afraid that it will never begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No life is a waste. The only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love, and to let it come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangers are just family you have yet to come to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia&quot;&gt;Life is like a game of cards.&amp;nbsp; The hand you are dealt is determinism; the way you play it is free will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot;&gt;If you want what you&apos;ve never had you have to do what you&apos;ve never done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed is the influence of &lt;br /&gt;one true, loving human soul on another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is never too late to be what you might have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot;&gt;In three words I can sum up everything I&apos;ve learned about life: &lt;b&gt;It goes on.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot;&gt;People are like stained-glass windows. &lt;br /&gt;They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, &lt;br /&gt;but when the darkness sets in, &lt;br /&gt;their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;and sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;i think of our last conversation&lt;br /&gt;and i catch myself &lt;/font&gt;smiling&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;we can sit on your &lt;strong&gt;couch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just &lt;u&gt;laugh&lt;/u&gt; all we want&lt;br /&gt;because i know that&apos;s your &lt;em&gt;favorite&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i can just &lt;strong&gt;stare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at you the entire time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;because &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;, you are my &lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;favorite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;One problem with gazing too frequently into the past,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;is that we may turn around to find the future has run out on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest feeling in the world is to be around someone who wants to hold you, wants to kiss your forehead, wants to be around you, wants to call you at night, and wants to see you smile. But I think what&apos;s better than that, is finding someone that does it all, because she wants to see you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people are the strongest when there is no one else to hold them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <title>whats real.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;i laid in my bed last night and counted my blessings.&lt;br /&gt;your jacket wrapped around my freezing arms and your letters on the nightstand.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt take my eyes off of&amp;nbsp;that necklace.&lt;br /&gt;what was my life like before you?&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt even remember.&lt;br /&gt;i could smell your scent on my blanket and i could almost imagine your arms around me.&lt;br /&gt;tears poured from my eyes as i continued to say your name over and over.&lt;br /&gt;every blessing was reviewed slowly, but every one of them seemed to be you.&lt;br /&gt;i can&apos;t imagine my life without you, i can&apos;t imagine a future without you.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve fallen in love with you, and ill be damned if i ever let this crumble.&lt;br /&gt;my life is only half as good without you here with me tonight.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m forever cold, and forever lost until you&apos;re here with me.&lt;br /&gt;run away with me, please?&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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