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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2009 10:05:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>you and I, I and you</title>
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  <description>Baby,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come home soon please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been weighin heavy on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you prolly wont ever leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but baby come home tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart aches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my body aches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and your the only one who can make this right</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 02:25:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: &amp;quot;I hate leaving you&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then why do you always do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;every second I feel Im making the wrong choices and that were playing a game where everyone gets hurt..him me you her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know how much more I can take&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 04:31:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hmm</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve finally been feeling in the mood to write more recently. I always have thoughts and I don&apos;t tend to them anymore. It&apos;s dumb. I am lazy and I get pissed at myself for that. Writing it theraputic and like breathing for me...no wonder I&amp;nbsp;feel suffocated and out of element when I don&apos;t do it! Maybe my urge to actually put pen to paper is a sign of gaining some new clarity...hmm I hope so. I have so much hw to do from missing soooo much school..but Im going to try and write some tonight too!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2009 04:32:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I know im probably being dumb but</title>
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  <description>been crushin on this kidd for like ever...not really...but at least a sum of months now..even when he doesn&apos;t deserve it (bigshockthere)....and things are kind of all over the place as per usal..not sure to stay or to go? everytime i think to go...he somehow maybe seems to sense it? and gives me some tiny subtle reasons to stick around...but who knows...? this is prolly good for me..I&apos;m probably just impatient...im not even sure if he is right for me...or if we aren&apos;t just better off as friends..but somethin keeps me comin back...so there&apos;s something...there...bleh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sdfklhsdkfhkasdghdlgkh&amp;nbsp; I should be writing on more interesting intelligent things on here..rather then venting about the guys floatin around but usually im too tired by the time i get to this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2009 07:28:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i got to</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;fell asleep in your arms for an hour last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just an hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it doesnt even matter how short it was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i love you forever ..i dunno what else to do..i&apos;ve just given up...&lt;/p&gt;there is no one I cherish they way I cherish you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however long i go without sein you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in these moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its worth it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the years</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Aug 2009 06:10:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>...........ha</title>
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  <description>oh&amp;nbsp; one more thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember your grasping me tightly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day of the accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember your vounrability mixed with helplessness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember you saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I just don&apos;t know what I would do if something ever happened to you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....espescially because of me&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess that wasn&apos;t true.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Aug 2009 06:08:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>....ha</title>
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  <description>i wondered how it would be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought about it a dozen times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contemplated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like some cruel experiment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is...and i had a million things i wanted to say to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet none at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to tell you...that you truly were a hurtful person and that i hope one day you can stop that so no one else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cries like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to ask you how you were...how is everything..because somehow i know...your not okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just get that feeling..think i think i know you more than you think i do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can sense that stuff with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to hit you and hurt you too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mostly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mostly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted to walk up to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not say much at alll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look you in the eyes to see if maybe then I can understand why you did this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because even though you&apos;d never admit it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you can feel it too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mostly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted to look at you and say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;i thought you were my friend&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I really thought you were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mistake...</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 06:08:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>details</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just the details that get me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you spend so much time interested&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and delving...delving delving..delving..into what you think you know as: getting to know someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and really people can turn out to not be who you thought they were at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a matter of very short time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its just that i know all these facts of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the left over feelings attached&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like lint in my back pocket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unecessarily collecting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a handful of special colorful marbles w/ no place or puppose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your favorite way to sleep is with your hands underneath your head...I can&apos;t believe I shared a bed with you twice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your scared of spiders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you like comedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have these deep rooted family fears like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you gamble maybe more than you should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention how well i know your body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know your tattoos and all they mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know the scars too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I asked you to explain to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to see through so many walls to get to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hidden as you stayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know all these things in the back of my mind everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the changes your embarking on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the things your worried about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things that make you smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how you rather stay in and cuddle then go out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know the sound of how your breath catches when your past words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the way you shake when your angry and when things hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve heard you apoligize &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt the wrath of your fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the warm of overflowing desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know the things you do to be caring and the things to be cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the corney jokes you make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way you wanted to protect me when thing werent okay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am slowly working on letting each marble falll and roll away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because thats what you did to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you just let me slip out of your grasp&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;without one look back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you let go of my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you pushed pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i always said it wouldn&apos;t last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a qutoa we were dangerously going past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of my happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt allowed to be that happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you said that i was silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why not have it all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you let me fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so like stiches and nics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the tiny scars you left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are bits of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of who I thought I was begining to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I walk around and pick at them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and marvel at how I collected them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in just a couple months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess thats what happens with two intense people try to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for all your purple rage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have radiante rose colored care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for all your cold blues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have crimson heat and happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for all your yellow cowardice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have silver stripes of courage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they glow across my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...thanks for reminding me they were there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because after you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always so strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I always have to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everytime i look at the fractions of you mixed in with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reminded that you were willing to just let me leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you aren&apos;t worth knowing all that easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe I was straining to see walls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;covering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurt and fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masked by mean and ugly&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Aug 2009 05:46:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&amp;quot;Im fairly used to putting you away in my pocket..and zipping it shut...underneath the collect of one of those painful things you never get used to but just sort of live with...(and in my case without)..but you began to push your way out ..starting with your i love you&apos;s back in january..and now the zipper is jammed and as hard as I try ..I can&apos;t get it closed..and did I really call you last night crying about how much I wanted to see you? and did you really tell me..this is soo stupid..because we can&apos;t be apart...we both want to see each other&amp;quot;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know anymore ) :&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; it just makes me sad..i&apos;ve never been one to like holding back....and i don&apos;t even believe in that when its the love of your life...so wtf are doing then? what are you doing!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Jul 2009 06:18:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>venting</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;(At the end of the day...i wanted you to say this time you were sticking around permantely..that would never happen though..I know you)...(at the end of the day i wanted you to say that you were sorry we lost our friendship and that it would always hurt me to know you kiss her)..(.at the end of the day I wanted you to say you could change time..and all of the pain you caused me could be undone and we could just be left with all the moments where you were my closest ali in all the world....&lt;p&gt;....like building forts&lt;br /&gt;....like holding hands...&lt;br /&gt;....like laughing at things only you and I find funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like that time in the hospital where I thought I was gonna die and you held my hand till I couldn&apos;t see anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no one knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one really really knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what 3 and half years has done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the death of half our hearts together left us with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you have done what you have done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and along with all the promises you made and still try to make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are all the ones you never kept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the lies you let bleed from your lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all the nights i cried myselft to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can wish all i want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it doesnt change a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you still want me when you want me say you love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss and touch me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behind her back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am&amp;nbsp;worse for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wish i could hate myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i had been able to stop this years before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still not enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your still with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont get back sharing literature with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharing hours of secrets with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no longer being weird together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i certainly dont get her back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you made her untouchable to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was my god friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i sing&amp;nbsp; alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that part of my heart and soul are gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just 2 amazing friendships trading in for&amp;nbsp; a romance and my broken heart and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say on the phone to me you love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why then oh why would you hurt me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two lives interwined ..ripped apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats left but time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing has changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the decisions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i make are between me and god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me just makin my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to forget about love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most of all forget all this pain&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Jul 2009 06:40:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i want to&amp;nbsp;call you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late night like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to wake you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all you always call me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to ask the questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you wont answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stay up ....and let you sleep...hah&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Jul 2009 19:30:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>9 years of woven tapastry</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;what she doesnt know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wont hurt her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the things we tell ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I&amp;nbsp;hurt and I always know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its more like a simple numbing though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a fragrance in the backround of my life as if to make it so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things we do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can&apos;t be undone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if we do it to document the years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of this fucked up love line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spool of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with drunken washed out eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you look at me and say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets cheers to how we can never leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just can&apos;t stay away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I&amp;nbsp;say &amp;quot;Ha I&apos;ll drink to that..thats a reason to drink for sure&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you get mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blink at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would you have me do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would you have me say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love of MINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are burying your head in my chest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you try to stay away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say you wanted to answer my calls sooo bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its hard....don&apos;t you think I&amp;nbsp;KNOW that ITS Hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you beg to not leave...couple more hours with me please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say life is perfect..you are perfect with arms wraped around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think.im just your addiction...and you are my disease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this isnt hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been in love with you my whole life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the one who says goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you asked me today to get in the car and drive away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i probably would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never liked the what ifs with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have to be explored they really do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say you can&apos;t go through with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if your still doing this&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (with me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does it make it easier for you to grasp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to state the obvious outward to the both of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when your saying &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looooooovvvvvvee you&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; babbby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you..i miss you soo much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot turn away from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i stay like your safe harbor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holding you out through it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through another torent storm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until you leave after the passing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with thankful eyes and apolegetic lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i shrug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i give what i give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for as long as you need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you say &amp;quot;my happiness is the most important to you&amp;quot; slurring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&amp;nbsp; think we both know thats really the case with me for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i do what i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite judgement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite moral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite doubts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because its all i have ever known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am your everlast wellspring uprising steadily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how I get down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because thats what love is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until I have nothing left&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2009 03:39:06 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw u today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after your phone call last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my freak out this morning&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i go to give you a hug and like always it gets more intense by the second &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we pull each other closer and closer and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you begin to rub my back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its just natural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my pull is gravational to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes just sucks knowing that there is someone else you are already sure you could love your whole life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and knowing that you are certain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that you wont have them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kjfjdsgfjk i shouldnt even talk about this stuff on here anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 22:15:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>...........</title>
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  <description>In these moments of weakness...I believe everything I&amp;nbsp;want</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 12:37:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>how could you know</title>
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  <description>YOU of all people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me now..just as I am about to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and your made because its the middle of the night and for once im not home..for once im w/ someone else..someone you don&apos;t even know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just hearing&amp;nbsp; your voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to leave and come through the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 years dont call me to tell me you have something to tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the movie with deanna the other day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and your always the one in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course you call the next night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because thats what we do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel each other through time and space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i can take the games right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imiss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would tell you to come to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell you just come to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because everything else feels wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have a feeling you&apos;ve already been on your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your just hesitating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe its just my worn out emotional state&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but come to me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is no way possible i can turn away</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Jul 2009 06:47:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>time lapse</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at a picture of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i close my eyes for a moment or two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I am taken back to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting in the door frame with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the floor near the stairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breath within my planets revolutions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking your hands in mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;closing my eyes and just feeling them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then touching your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tracing this holy place between us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember opening my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you quietly widely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gazing at mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asking what was that for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a bit of a laugh to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a laugh full of anticipation and fear behind it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a laugh to mask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to memorize you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i would know you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without having to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was me with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could just be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; you were you and I was me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as simple or silly or miniscule as that sounds&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; you will not begin to believe how rare it is found &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to really be yourself amongst any two people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so I guess thats why i loved you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why i would never trade our tides of back and forth sweeping waves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the 2 years they were made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.j.r&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 Jul 2009 21:30:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>.....</title>
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  <description>if you are just going to cause me pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then im going to start wishing you never came around in the first place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have canyons full of pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t need anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all I&amp;nbsp;wanted some peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some freedom &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some ease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought you were bright enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strong enough to take that adventure with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always &amp;quot;think&amp;quot; dont I&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for letting me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really need that from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2009 04:16:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>For the rest of my life</title>
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  <description>I&amp;nbsp;miss you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure why&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just used to you I suppose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.d.k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to grey &lt;br /&gt;I could hardly wait &lt;br /&gt;To see you again &lt;br /&gt;To feel your hands &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Covering me &lt;br /&gt;Till the storm is done &lt;br /&gt;What seemed to be the end &lt;br /&gt;Was not the end at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I hear the rain &lt;br /&gt;Should I be afraid?&lt;br /&gt;For my, for my &lt;br /&gt;For my... life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you look at me that way? &lt;br /&gt;I told you that I was too busy to see you &lt;br /&gt;I would never keep a secret from you &lt;br /&gt;From you &lt;br /&gt;From you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it over? &lt;br /&gt;I am fine &lt;br /&gt;Thank you dearly &lt;br /&gt;For your time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be leaving &lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t you cry &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be back soon &lt;br /&gt;At least I&apos;ll try &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can&apos;t you see &lt;br /&gt;There is no time to think &lt;br /&gt;Selfishly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday&apos;s gone &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow&apos;s here &lt;br /&gt;Can&apos;t turn back now &lt;br /&gt;I won&apos;t quit &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love you &lt;br /&gt;I swear,&lt;br /&gt;I always will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always will&lt;br /&gt;I always will</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 25 Jun 2009 15:21:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>soo last night was just a tad ridiculous</title>
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  <description>i dunno whats my deal lately w/ this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think me and pris r just both so stressed from working all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that and relationships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and un answered questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and searching for something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean its fun sometimes but its not really me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo wee what a night tho&amp;nbsp; ( :</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2009 01:19:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>lots on my mind</title>
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  <description>Its crazy how fast time moves isnt it? I&amp;nbsp;mean I can&apos;t believe its going to be the end of june soon...craziness! Sometimes I just feel like things are swirling all along by me...blowing past me..and its like im watching it from a far...and then something will smack me back into reality to be like c&apos;mon katie this is life here..you have to do this and this and this and make sure you don&apos;t forget about this coming up...i dunno part of is working everyday and being tired all the time..that always eats me and my life and makes time seem ever fleeting..things have been so different for me lately..and I hate to say it ..but I&amp;nbsp;know a big part of it..is not having steve that much in my life anymore...i always knew that the way we loved each other was soo consuming and intense..and i know that..that is rare...and that isnt surprising for me to be involved in considering how passionate and intense of a person i can be...but you really never fully see the complete extent to which something takes over you...till once you are apart from it...and its now that I realize how much time I spent trying to improve his life and make things better for him..and love him enough...and fix things that were just unable to be fixed...so much that i truly neglected myself...and it did start to get better once I joined my sorority...because I did it for me..and no one else...not him...not fam...not even nicole..although im so glad we have it together....but once I did that away from him...i think that was the begining of this turning point for me...thats the problem w/ being in such long term intense relationships at this age...its like trying to do the whole &amp;quot;our life and we thing&amp;quot; while your still trying to do the whole you thing...and all the plans and dreams and things you think are always gonna be there...maybe shouldnt be there..and shouldnt have gotten started in the first place...and you know what? maybe thats not true...but for a relationship like ours was..it is true..because..it was SOOOO EXTREMELY emotionally draining..it just felt like it took so much out of me all the time..that ontop of stress...and him not being able to relate to my lifestyle and then that some of the crazy traumatic things that we went through..its really a wonder that im still standing...but at the same time..im glad it was with him...because no one knows me like him..knows how to deal w/ me the way he does and can be soo kind in such a are way he can...so i dont regret it...but i do realize that it has taken a lot of time away from me...time I can&apos;t get back...meaning I have to push even harder now...i feel like soo much of my 1st 2 years at school were a waste..which i know is not true..i had my limits pushed...i learned a lot and...last semester..i really did work my ass off...but the thing is I know myself..and I&amp;nbsp;know I could have done soo much better...i just need to get my ass in gear and have more self discipline...and try hard even at the teachers I find infantile and the subjects i find bland...i need to just suck it up...i let all my personal stuff w/ steve get in the way soo much and i know it wasnt on purpose its just the way I am made....but i wont have that anymore..at least not for the most part...and i am soo glad....it just freaks me out to think of all i have to do...i have to finish my minor...thank god im close...i have to work not only on my lit degree but start gettin everything in place for social work..and I truly gotta stick to it..if I decide to really go through w/ this...and the thing is..i love both these subjects and i know they are me and all that stuff...but their is still always the hesitations...the doubts...that your putting so much into these subjects..and what if it doesnt go as planned? what if you fail later or hate it? and sometimes i worry b/c i know social work will be draining..but im not trying to be delusional about it..i know this...but its like really katie..do I wanna keep going on trying to make a real difference in others lives? i know it sounds selfish..but sometimes i think it may just be easier for me at least to do communications or something like that..im good w/ people...apparently im an excellent public speaker...according to everyone else... and sometimes i wonder if i should just choose another path..one that would be less stressful...but the thing is...with social work...its so in my nature..i mean to a tee..and i just have those moments..you know those moments? where its just like you feel like this is what your meant to do? so much to the point that you have to do it? its the same thing w/ loving someone...or writting..its like breathing..its undeniable...its like trying to ignore a piece of who you are...thats how it is w/ social work..and lit...lit in a different way...but stil yes..so im prolly just worrying...i mean doing what your meant to do..should be a given..right? i think im gonna try and pray about it...everytime though..i feel like god wants me to do this...thats another thing thats been differently lately....ever since i got this job..i have had soo many things happen to me..and signs..that I know are from god..and i know god put me in this situation for a reason...i mean as weird as it is...that i work their and spencers...i know people judge you know matter what...people have always judged me for being a christian..just as people have judged me for being such an open person....and being open minded and radical somewhat sort of...so whatever to that...that isnt a big surprise..somehow when I was doing interviews...i kept thinking i may get this job...i kept having a feeling i would...and i always told myself in the back of my mind that if i did..i knew it was a god thing and that i should go with it...with an open heart and mind...and that is what has happened...i think god put me there for a reason...i think he knew that after my falling out w/ steve and rachel my 2 closest strongest c...hristian friends...and then stuff w/ steve.. and then the onslaught of deaths and then..the death...that may as well have been the death of my very own heart happened...and god knows alll of these have been here to shake me and destroy me and make me wavier in my faith...but having this...has helped so much...even though it is...work..there are connections with it.,..to my future..job..which is just to crazy..everyday i take donations towards that cause i believe in..womens shelters...and then so many other things i cant even begin to explain..and just being surrouned by people who believe...who just do..and you see it in their lives and speech..and way...i can&apos;t tell you how refreshing it is to be around that...and at least around people who are open to it... i feel like so many people in my life ...esp friends have no faith or little faith in anything and its so hard not being able to really share that w/ anyone...except deanna really...and the way we see so little of each other..that in itself is a challenge..maybe kaylie and pris...a little..but we dont talk about it much...i feel god growing in my heart again...giving me blessings..allowing me to see the beauty around me...and i can&apos;t turn away and prettend i dont believe..because i have been on both sides and i know the difference and deep down in my heart i know the reasons and things that make me a believer..the things i have experienced..and feelings i have had...are no way comparable to those that come w/ earthly things...i just know personally i can&apos;t deny it...and the thing is..i know i need to work on somethings to represent myself better as a christian..i know i need to..i tend to live by the philosophy ...love a lot...do your best to treat others well...and be a good person..and give...and while at the heart of it..i do believe those things...there are some things i know are unecessary for me to do..that displease god...and i know i should really have more respect for something that i believe and love...sighs....and then their is this whole guy thing...this kid..i dunno what to think...i just have this feeling about him...and i could be wrong..i really could be...i have been blinded by love before...its so easy to do..i am the best example of it...both with pat and steve...but this kid...just talking to him and knowing him is so different then anything i have been involved with before...we are so different truly we are...its even laughable at times..how much so...but he is sooo motivated and self starting..and i am like that to a degree and i used to be even more soo..and for the first time its like starting to be invested in someone who i look at and who makes me want to be a better person everyday of my life just because of how much i admrie and respect him...i respect him so much...and he works his ass off and he gives me my own space and he is doing what he needs to do and tellin me to do what i need to do...but really does it..and really means it...and im just so not used to that...and he even deals w/ my freak outs pretty well considering everything is so new...he deals w/ all my issues and scars...and doesnt say too much just listens and does little things to show me he cares..and its so much better that way...b/c its like he understands that i need to heal them myself...but still sees me for who i am and accepts it...and everyday i keep feeling more and more blessed just to be in this place w/ him and not under pressure about it...and while it does bug me that he keeps his gaurd up soo much i can understand it and respect it..and i just really pray it doesnt go away...thats the biggest thing that scares me...because its so nice and fun and healthy for me...that im like do i really get to enjoy something like this for a change? it cant be real...and i dont think he understands that...what that is like for me...if he knew my full past then maybe..maybe he would have somewhat of some clue...but at this point he doesnt realize...and since we have known each other since before i can&apos;t help if it was supposed to come back around this way? i dunno its crazy...i try not to care too much...but its hard...he is really growing on me...wow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so life is different for me right now...but in&amp;nbsp;a good new way i suppose.. a good challenging way</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 Jun 2009 14:22:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hungry + early...blah</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... so much for writing in this frequently...pff...anyway its early ..actually its now 10am..which isnt that early..but yeah..and im hungry and I should go have some breakfeast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;callouses prove you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumps on skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indentations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bind me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my craft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you can call it that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just arrangements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and rearangements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and adjustments &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of letters in contexts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should have known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would be easy with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passionate and restless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and meant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fitting together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of breathlessness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if my inconstant breaths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would bestow puffs of magic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and an array of colors into our surroundings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should have known your traces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could cause shivers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a want I didnt even know could be so strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should have known because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to you was like breathing in the begining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a life line in my hectic chaoctic mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and completely sent to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of nowhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was like the grapevine for future pungent sweets to be&amp;nbsp;grown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the plot twist in my story &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if to say &amp;quot;Katie you think your heart&apos;s been through it now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wait...you haven&apos;t seen anything yet&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I should have known that I would never wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rather puzzle over this shadow of a wall you&apos;ve built&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contemplating which blocks I must readjust in over to find you underneath&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;because I am determined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you shall become my new sermon to passion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and smiles and laughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just someone there to say hey to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when everything looks bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im not sure if its right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im sure that it is&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; what is&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ethier way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you&apos;ve been hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel your fractures as if in neon colors underneath your skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like light bright visionary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know that mine only begin at the surface&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glowing in paths florsecuent in the dark all over my body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nethier of us asks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because we don&apos;t have to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the thing of it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve realized I can&apos;t let you walk away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve missed you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe you in the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the all the unsaid things &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont need to be said anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the thing of it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sure where im going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im sure that behind me is a beautiful reckless world of destroyed lives and love and dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i like fitting into the crook of your arm and shoulder...feeling at ease underneath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the thing of it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure that cupping curves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and grippin muscles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oceans upon oceans of heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wont change anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it sure creates a beautiful landscape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for once that is enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...who know...breakfeast baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2009 05:45:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>if love ever made sense</title>
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  <description>i wouldnt pick up your phone calls anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 years &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its too heavy on my shoulders for soo long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you can&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you start to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im the one wondering always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing thats wrong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that your a coward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love you always forever without end too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you can&apos;t get past your fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can never turn away from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because its you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just dont have that in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just not that strong</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 May 2009 07:15:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>~~~~~~~~</title>
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  <description>Im wondering if your real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im wondering how this came on so fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what it is or isnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its magnificent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime im waiting for you to turn away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say &amp;quot;im just the same&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then im back to wondering if your real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like each conversation is a gift</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 May 2009 07:17:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>wahhh</title>
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  <description>my life is crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its amazing how things change so fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know how to say it all on here</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2009 04:42:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>crazy</title>
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  <description>this trip has just been...crazy..amazing and super short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more on this later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but just wow</description>
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