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    <title>slow suicide</title>
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    <lastBuildDate>Mon, 12 Apr 2004 08:25:02 PDT</lastBuildDate>
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      <title>moving</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 12 Apr 2004 03:21:19 PDT</pubDate>
      <description>moving blogs again.. hah sorry for the inconvenience? &lt;a href=&quot;http://sassy.blogdrive.com/&quot;&gt;click! NEW BLOG click!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

check it out &lt;&lt;3</description>
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      <title>bleh..</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 11 Apr 2004 13:13:51 PDT</pubDate>
      <description>umm hi. i dont really feel like writin an entry but for some reason i feel like i should? i duno.&lt;br&gt;
things are crap. i hate it. changing lots. i guess thats for the better right? uhh hope so. not to&lt;br&gt;
much music work goin on over here. i think i give up. i dont know. nina said she wants to play&lt;br&gt;
with us. stephanies outta town. this is spring break and i think its going to suck. listening to&lt;br&gt;
the movie, Honey in the background. Jessica Alba is soooooo hot! ::-sigh-:: umm other than&lt;br&gt;
that.. i dont know what to write really. today was easter and i got all dressed up and ready for&lt;br&gt;
church. flipped out my hair n i think i like it that way better than just straight. we'll see. i still&lt;br&gt;
need to experiment.. got clothes to cut up. things to design.. i broke a nail and it hurt. bleh.&lt;br&gt;
went to the doctors on friday. got xrays done (i dont remember if i wrote that in here yet) but&lt;br&gt;
yeah.. some kind of scoliosis (sp?) some rare thing i dont know but my spine is all kinds of&lt;br&gt;
fucked up lol i think im guna ask for one of the xray pics for muh room it looks freaky its purdy&lt;br&gt;
cool. tuesday i gotta go to see an orthopedist and see whats really up. well i gotta jet no one&lt;br&gt;
talkin online. laterz.</description>
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      <title>candle lights and fireworks</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 10 Apr 2004 15:00:02 PDT</pubDate>
      <description>standing on the edge of morning&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;scent of sex and new found glory&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
playing as she's pulling back her hair&lt;br&gt;
she drives away&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;she's feeling worthless&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;used again but nothing's different&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
she'd stay the night&lt;br&gt;
but knows he doesn't care&lt;br&gt;
&lt;s&gt;home by three&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br&gt;
deafening quiet&lt;br&gt;
the porch light's off&lt;br&gt;
yes they forgot it&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;she'd cry herself to sleep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
but she don't dare&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;and she wants to be a model&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;she wants to hear she's beautiful&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;she's beautiful&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

hey whats up.. no new entries for a while i musta forgot. nothing much new lately to write&lt;br&gt;
about anyway. today was alright went to guitar lessons then got my hair cut - Xtremly short..&lt;br&gt;
shopping spree at the mall.. fun stuff i guess. for the first time ever shopping did not make&lt;br&gt;
me feel any better. akward eh... umm im nervous. monday will be.. fun.. but weird kind of.&lt;br&gt;
and im nervous. tomorrow is easter. happy easter to every one. umm my heart is racing.&lt;br&gt;
i hate what im doing. but i cant say no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

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      <title>hmm</title>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 08 Apr 2004 08:36:53 PDT</pubDate>
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      <title>44 caliber love letter</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 06 Apr 2004 23:48:50 PDT</pubDate>
      <description>hmm im too lazy to type in a new entry so i'll just copy-n-paste my other entry from&lt;br&gt;
the blog that Sami Wami and i made&lt;&lt;333 link will be out soon but not yet - tis not ready yet&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

standing on the edge of morning&lt;br&gt;
scent of sex and new found glory&lt;br&gt;
playing as she's pulling back her hair&lt;br&gt;
she drives away&lt;br&gt;
she's feeling worthless&lt;br&gt;
used again but nothing's different&lt;br&gt;
she'd stay the night&lt;br&gt;
but knows he doesn't care&lt;br&gt;
home by three&lt;br&gt;
deafening quiet&lt;br&gt;
the porch light's off&lt;br&gt;
yes they forgot it&lt;br&gt;
she'd cry herself to sleep&lt;br&gt;
but she don't dare&lt;br&gt;
and she wants to be a model&lt;br&gt;
she wants to hear she's beautiful&lt;br&gt;
she's beautiful&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

okay well today was alright i guess.. woke up - tired as mess.. dont go to sleep after 3 in the&lt;br&gt;
A.M. when you've got school to go to.. it just doesnt work out nicely.. umm i made a banner&lt;br&gt;
to put up part time until we've got a good enough one that sami wami and i can settle on!! : D&lt;br&gt;
::-sigh-:: no more blog stuff for me today. not after this entry.. hah (theres only one hour left&lt;br&gt;
for today) umm yeah school was a drag - the usual crap.. mom was sleeping on the couch by&lt;br&gt;
the time that i got home from school. she's still sick.. poor mother. umm i made my sister a&lt;br&gt;
blog today Letting Go then.. my sister and i went for a drive and got some ice cream *yumm*&lt;br&gt;
i heart oreo-ness. which is wack cause i dnt even like oreo's.. hum hum hum.. then came&lt;br&gt;
home and here i be.. gotta jet though my eyes burn like whoA &lt;&lt;3 Laterz&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

xox Krystle

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      <title>So lets make this night be our best mistake</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 05 Apr 2004 13:15:55 PDT</pubDate>
      <description>So our open wounds will bleed&lt;br&gt;
Until our veins run dry&lt;br&gt;
Now we have to take this thorn&lt;br&gt;
And tear it from our side&lt;br&gt;
Agitated at the fault line&lt;br&gt;
Still agreed to disagree&lt;br&gt;
Your connected to the heart&lt;br&gt;
But tonight we'll set you free&lt;br&gt;
So swallow the knife&lt;br&gt;
Carve the way for your pride&lt;br&gt;
Now our hands are tied&lt;br&gt;
The problems lie within&lt;br&gt;
So we pray for night&lt;br&gt;
To start over again&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

ergh i hate parentals. i understand that they - at one point in their lives so far - have made it&lt;br&gt;
through living their lives as teenagers but do they not seem to realize that ohhh i dunno a &lt;b&gt;few&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
things have changed since then??! ugh i embaress them because i dress different.. so the fuck&lt;br&gt;
what.. im so pissed.. im not even going to write anymore about it in here if you wanna know&lt;br&gt;
about it then ask. otherwise your missin out. well im out cause me and the REAL sami wami are&lt;br&gt;
going to make ourselves a joint-blogger muhahahah our skills together will be most definately&lt;br&gt;
devilish &lt;&lt;3</description>
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      <title>painting the town your favourite colour</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 04 Apr 2004 09:30:42 PDT</pubDate>
      <description>we turn our music down&lt;br&gt;
and we whisper&lt;br&gt;
say what your thinking right now&lt;br&gt;
tell me what you thought about&lt;br&gt;
when you were gone and so alone&lt;br&gt;
the worst is over&lt;br&gt;
you can have the best of me&lt;br&gt;
we got older but we're still young&lt;br&gt;
we never grew out of this feeling&lt;br&gt;
that we wont give up&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

ugh.. woke up.. my mom called me and told me we were going to church so i hurried up for&lt;br&gt;
that and then we went.. drove around afterwards looking for houses and whatnot. yep its&lt;br&gt;
officially we really are moving - im good with that its just i hope theres nothing incriminating&lt;br&gt;
in my room.. hmm lol i think im going to ask to pack myself. lol what if they find them hand&lt;br&gt;
cuffs hahah thatd be funny. hmm we were looking at this one house its so pretty it had big&lt;br&gt;
balconies (which i lovvvve balconies ) and it had an underground pool and everything it was&lt;br&gt;
so nice.. but.. it costed lots and my parentals were iffy with the balcony thing. then we went&lt;br&gt;
to walmart and i got the taking back sunday - say it like you mean it cd. me likes. lately ive&lt;br&gt;
been thinking up of the weirdest things i dont know where they come from but they're there&lt;br&gt;
and i guess i'll just have to live with it.. for now - can i take you apart from the inside out? id&lt;br&gt;
like to watch your body tear apart while i stare in wonder and intrigue.. - i have nails now and&lt;br&gt;
i scratch. download aimutation its awesome-neat.. new cell phone sometime this month or&lt;br&gt;
next month. well im tired of typing about me.. im out - laterz&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

- ps -&lt;br&gt;
play yahoo pool with me&lt;br&gt;
       yahoo name - xoxlivesiome&lt;br&gt;
                                         (same as my aim)</description>
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      <title>all that i can handle</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 03 Apr 2004 13:48:32 PST</pubDate>
      <description>we both want the world&lt;br&gt;
but we both know that this gets old&lt;br&gt;
if i could open up my chest then maybe&lt;br&gt;
i could find a way to give you&lt;br&gt;
just a little piece of my heart&lt;br&gt;
sometimes I would rather cut your lips&lt;br&gt;
right off your face than kiss them goodnight&lt;br&gt;
but then - sometimes&lt;br&gt;
you can make a room feel perfect when you try&lt;br&gt;
because a mouth full of lies will leave a sour taste&lt;br&gt;
that cuts just like a knife as it slides down your throat&lt;br&gt;
yeah you would give up the world&lt;br&gt;
and fall to your knees to show me that you care&lt;br&gt;
we could believe in windows&lt;br&gt;
but behind the broken glass are fairy tales &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

i love you but i hate you and i cant stand to be around you can you handle all this nonsense&lt;br&gt;
or should i tone this down a bit for you? i dont know where i am right now i feel like im stuck&lt;br&gt;
here in the middle of nowhere because i know that your not here and i know that you dont&lt;br&gt;
care and the fucked up thing about this all is that.. no ones ever left the place where all this&lt;br&gt;
began.. </description>
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      <title>im pimpin - deal with it</title>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 01 Apr 2004 11:58:43 PST</pubDate>
      <description>sweety im no freak&lt;br&gt;
so you wont have me&lt;br&gt;
but i have you messed up&lt;br&gt;
with the words you speak&lt;br&gt;
we could be just friends&lt;br&gt;
but you will catch feelings&lt;br&gt;
you be calling me and&lt;br&gt;
you be checking in&lt;br&gt;
I know this might sound like it's hype&lt;br&gt;
but if i want you boy&lt;br&gt;
you'll be MINE, MINE, MINE&lt;br&gt;
one talk my conversation's tight&lt;br&gt;
plus now i got you curious right?&lt;br&gt;
You can call me M-I&lt;br&gt;
crooked letter crooked letter&lt;br&gt;
P-I-M-P&lt;br&gt;
i know you think got game&lt;br&gt;
but baby let me tell you&lt;br&gt;
you aint got more than me&lt;br&gt;
You can call me M-I&lt;br&gt;
crooked letter crooked letter&lt;br&gt;
P-I-M-P&lt;br&gt;
i know you think got game&lt;br&gt;
but baby let me tell you&lt;br&gt;
you aint got more than me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

not very much in the mood to write an entry but thought it only fair to those daily readers&lt;br&gt;
that i would do a bit of an update at least.. i duno. umm i had detention again today that&lt;br&gt;
was the last detention and stuff and it was fun. umm me n ryan were sposed to hang out &lt;br&gt;
but everything just basicaly screwed up. umm things are okay? i guess.. umm note to Sami&lt;br&gt;
Wami Imposters - please stop.. its not funny.. its just.. queer.. </description>
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      <title>i am a screw-up</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 31 Mar 2004 10:40:26 PST</pubDate>
      <description>can you tell&lt;br&gt;
that im losing myself&lt;br&gt;
i think im trying too hard to&lt;br&gt;
let it show&lt;br&gt;
to let you know&lt;br&gt;
dont trace your footsteps back to me&lt;br&gt;
ive been gone for a long time&lt;br&gt;
waiting on the sidelines&lt;br&gt;
hoping for a chance to play&lt;br&gt;
well i thought i would never leave anything behind&lt;br&gt;
i also never thought id say&lt;br&gt;
tell all my friends im dead&lt;br&gt;
im leaving you this time its for good&lt;br&gt;
tell all my friends that im dead&lt;br&gt;
it won't be long before you forget my name&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;




i dont want to write for today.. lets just say im a deuche bag, an idiot, a dunce.. &lt;br&gt;
eh im too exaughsted to go on.. i wonder if i can fix this.. we'll see. if you want&lt;br&gt;
to know about my day then ask. otherwise.. laterz.</description>
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