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  <updated>2008-03-20T07:08:34Z</updated>
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    <title>paintmesunlight @ 2008-03-20T03:04:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-20T07:08:34Z</published>
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    <lj:music>The Strokes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">you don't understand how good i am feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;i love old friends, new friends, true friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw my 8th grade english teacher today at hallmark. &lt;br /&gt;she remembered me, and it made me feel really good.&lt;br /&gt;i was always a trouble maker in her class back then, i always spent my time in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;but she was my favorite teacher, and i loved her.&lt;br /&gt;i told her that she was my favorite teacher, and she seemed like that really made her happy.&lt;br /&gt;it was incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;california, love me, even if i don't know you yet.</content>
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    <title>merry happy</title>
    <published>2008-03-18T16:05:18Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Want You Back - The Kooks</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"i can be alone, yeah, i can watch the sunset on my own"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel good right now.&lt;br /&gt;even though i am exhausted and i have to go work 7 hours.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's because i fell asleep laughing with elisabeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were making fun of people, when they don't like something it'll be like, instead of *NSYNC it's *NSTINK.&lt;br /&gt;and i was like, "i love justin timberfake and *NSTINK".&lt;br /&gt;and i was talking about how one time devon said, "dance gavin dance? more like dance gay dance".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's probably not funny to any of you, but elisabeth and i were cracking up.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's because we are easily amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to bed happy, but i had a bad dream, that was already true in my life, but it's just really hard for me to accept the fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to be just fine.</content>
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    <title>you see the difference in the shades?</title>
    <published>2008-03-18T00:15:13Z</published>
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    <content type="html">my intuition is faltering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't see anything coming anymore.&lt;br /&gt;betrayal or heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;i have become blind and way too trusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am going to harden my heart a little more.&lt;br /&gt;i know it will soften up when the summer is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is always bad.&lt;br /&gt;march 17.&lt;br /&gt;st. patty's day. &lt;br /&gt;i'm irish, so you'd think it'd be a lucky day for me, but it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the one year anniversary of the worst day of my life,&lt;br /&gt;and my boyfriend and i are kaput.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to go practice hardening my heart now.&lt;br /&gt;it'll turn to stone in no time.</content>
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