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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Dec 2005 01:03:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>bye.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2005 11:30:37 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>When I&apos;ve lost all hope in almost everyone...&lt;br /&gt;Someone amazes me with their compassion.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Nov 2005 22:05:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Yeah so there many things I hate in this old world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate how friends turn on you and how time can change friends also.&lt;br /&gt;I hate how the world is obsessed with people&apos;s sexual orientation.&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for not knowing all these answers.&lt;br /&gt;I hate human actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anybody noticed that we kill the most people of any country yet other countries have more guns?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Just a thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is overrated.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2005 01:42:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It Changed My Life</title>
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  <description>I had one of the best weekends since school started. I never expected it to be as good as it was. If you were responsible for making it so great, then I thank you from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Mr. Drye pretty much hates me. He talks to me and looks at me sometimes like I don&apos;t give a crap and lazy. The reason is probably because I forgot to write one little essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was good and bad. The good part was most of the bands and the fact I got to see people I haven&apos;t got to see in two to three months. Thank you once again friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! A happy update from me finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, not like you would read this but I&apos;m sorry you wasted two weeks of my life and I&apos;m glad I know the way you are. So stop pointing the finger when you don&apos;t know the facts.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Oct 2005 23:40:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&quot;List seven of your favorite songs of the moment in&lt;br /&gt;your journal and force seven other people to repeat this process.&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t forget who you were tagged by!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, um yeah I got tagged by Erica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My songs aren&apos;t anything special or amazing but here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. June - Elevators Are Matchmakers&lt;br /&gt;2. Bright Eyes - Something Vague&lt;br /&gt;3. Bayside - Dear Tragedy&lt;br /&gt;4. Silverstein - Discovering The Waterfront&lt;br /&gt;5. Armor for Sleep - Slip Like Space&lt;br /&gt;6. Underoath - I&apos;ve Got Ten Friends and A Crowbar That says &quot;You won&apos;t do jack&quot;&lt;br /&gt;7. June - Speak Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know anybody to tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Megan Smith&lt;br /&gt;2. Jessica from Tex&lt;br /&gt;3. Chelsea W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t think of anymore.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Oct 2005 01:29:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m finding reasons to hate almost everyone.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2005 23:13:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Mr. Phillips lost his voice today so we got to talk for a whole class period.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s weird seeing someone not being able to talk when they want to.&lt;br /&gt;I think it&apos;s a pretty bad torture if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;Vocal chords, yes we need those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled all day. If it was fake or not, who cares? &lt;br /&gt;Atleast, I smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m having trouble believing a person can kill somebody in their sleep.&lt;br /&gt;It just seems to be ludicrous and out there.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I&apos;m narrow minded.&lt;br /&gt;I need a bigger brain.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Oct 2005 21:22:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>All We Are Is No One</title>
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  <description>I want to change so bad. I think if I was someone different, things would be so much different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not saying things would be easy, just different in a way that I don&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I&apos;m failing at everything.&lt;br /&gt;I also feel that everything I touch will tumble in ruins.&lt;br /&gt;Am I that bad?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2005 01:06:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You will always drink to forget.</title>
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  <description>These days are really lacking something I can&apos;t place my finger on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I&apos;m slipping away from most of my friends. I&apos;ve always believed that the &apos;hanging out&apos; factor matters in a friendship or maybe I&apos;m just wrong. Somebody enlighten me, I&apos;d appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl in my holocaust class asked me to be a slave today and pick something up. I denied her the privilege. It is weird how some people think these days. I used my mad tone when I replied with a &apos;no&apos; and some more stuff. She gets under my skin and eats me alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl today during lunch said &apos;I&apos;m cheap and easy&apos; and this guy said something about me going out with her or something to that extent. I really didn&apos;t care until she said &apos;I&apos;m not that cheap and easy&apos;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody admire someone else&apos;s feelings these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I think not)</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2005 02:34:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Random Thought 203403</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m going to try to keep this one short as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I came to the realization how horrible I&apos;ve been these past few months. So, I threw my pride out the window and made up with friends that were &quot;mad/angry/notmyfriendatthemoment&quot;. So now I have two of my friens back. Well...wait a second...one of them I never really lost, I just thought I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in about three years, I feel free. It&apos;s like I&apos;ve had this black aura around me like Stephen King writes about around me for so long. Man, hopefully I don&apos;t die like that one guy. I probably won&apos;t so dont fret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the word &apos;feign&apos;. It&apos;s like the new &apos;fake&apos;.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m a nerd for talking about words and how they excite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your life?(Yeah I really want you to answer that.)</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Sep 2005 02:51:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>In Soc/Psych we played the clapping game where you keep clapping until they do what you want them to. I was the target two times; one time a muscular boy thought he had to hit me and another time; this girl thought she was suppose to spray me in the face with Glade air freshener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was lacking alot. I think I made a new friend in English but Mr. Phillips keeps staring at me like I killed a baby or something. I would never do that either; I probably talk too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw today that the girl that I thought showed affection to me shows it to everybody else the same. She acts like nothing happened and nothing harsh ever crossed those red lips. I know better than that. I&apos;m still jealous but I&apos;m more jealous I could never live up to the standards in her mind. This semester is going to be difficult sitting beside her for almost two hours.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Sep 2005 00:47:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Romeo is bleeding to death.</title>
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  <description>I almost made a girl cry today.&lt;br /&gt;I looked into her eyes and saw the pain I caused her in just an hour.&lt;br /&gt;That showed me how horrible I am at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this whole week, I&apos;ve been pushing the horrible events that surround Hurricane Katrina far away from my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all became clear today and I feel so helpless and selfish.&lt;br /&gt;I would trade myself for all thoses people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared at my phone for over an hour afraid to call someone.&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s my life.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 24 Aug 2005 07:02:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Summer Ends and the Leaves fall</title>
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  <description>So after a long three months of sun and late nights with friends, the summertime is finally over. I never would have thought I would do some of the things that this summer has brought me. I guess you could look at that as more bad than good. I&apos;ve changed and sometimes I scare myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts tomorrow and I have mixed feelings. For some reason, I love the feeling of learning and have work to do. It&apos;s just I don&apos;t want the people around that are around at times. I think every year it&apos;s gonna be different, that maybe people have matured but they never do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never mature anyways so it&apos;s partially my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more year and I get to live a new life with lectures and romance. Oh boy!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2005 16:40:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It was The Neverending Story meets A Wrinkle in Time</title>
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  <description>I had one of those reality dreams last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the kind of dream that was so real that it seemed like I was there but then I woke up and felt kinda sad and relieved at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I&apos;m afraid to see the person that was in my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I think the dream will come true and well it wasn&apos;t such a great dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dreams or nightmares are the brain&apos;s way of making us deal with the stuff we don&apos;t want to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just caught up to me now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 12 Aug 2005 06:08:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The 20th Century Was Entirely Mine</title>
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  <description>So let&apos;s recap my week :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I went to the ghetto fabolous Warped Tour.&lt;br /&gt;The bands were great but the fans were dickheads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have been recovering the rest of the week.&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody say &quot;I&apos;m not going next year&quot;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friendships are hanging on for dear life.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just consider them acquitances instead of friends.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll always say &apos;hey&apos; but that is where it really stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be perfect and be liked by everyone around me.&lt;br /&gt;But global warming fucks it all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 01 Aug 2005 07:34:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Leonardo Da Vinci was a genius but nobody knows it.</title>
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  <description>EDIT: Ignore the last post entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don&apos;t get why people feel the need to get trashed on the weekends to be complete. It just makes no sense at all. I assume that drinking or drugs is somebody&apos;s vice in life but I guess that is just not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not pointing the finger because I don&apos;t have that power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s just my general thought but there will be a fight about it for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer seems to never end and yet I want school back, I feel a longing to do nothing for the rest of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so worried about alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;Like being in college a year from now.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t seem mature enough to be there or here for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post was pointless.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Jul 2005 05:25:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m leaving this journal crazyness for good. So whatever.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 May 2005 02:19:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I want someone near and dear to talk to on the telephone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just anyone at all that won&apos;t care when I call and will always be happy to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I need for life to be complete.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2005 20:31:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A more offical update later today sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;Matt</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Feb 2005 03:59:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ten Different Ways To Enjoy This Night</title>
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  <description>Well...alot has happened since the last time I updated this heart-felt journal of mine. I don&apos;t know where to start. Well anyway, Friday I went to the SoCO/Straylight Run concert. It was very excellent and I find it amazing that I am fortunate to go to stuff like that. I&apos;m not sure which band I liked most but if I had to choose, it would be Straylight Run. They are so excellent live and they played my favorite song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I&apos;m not sure how I feel about alot of things. I&apos;m wanting to write the most perfect entry that will make everybody read it but I always fall short. I guess I&apos;m never good with words. I don&apos;t like the fact that relationships is the sole thing that matters in High School nowadays. I mean yeah it&apos;s all good but if that is what we are suppose to have, then I am left with nothing.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2005 03:36:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>How does it feel to be on the receiving end of this one?</title>
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  <description>I feel so alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve noticed that when I have a good day, everybody else has a bad one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I feel bad for feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t wait for Friday. It&apos;s killing me. It will probably be the best concert ever. I have to call so many people. It will be cool though. It gives me an excuse to use my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s all for today, kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you like the waterfalls.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 18 Jan 2005 20:58:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m a classic disaster.</title>
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  <description>I love my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me repeat that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, you could tell something good happened today. I should leave it up to you to make up your own little reasons. It&apos;s more divertido(fun) that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, people have noticed how happy I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m glad that people notice that and I guess you could say I&apos;m just enjoying life to it&apos;s greatest extent. I like mingling with the friends during the day and everyday seems like the best day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough rambling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you.</description>
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  <lj:music>Death Cab for Cutie - Tiny Vessels</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Jan 2005 21:45:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You say that you want respect.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I feel like nothing else.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;It seems to me that everything truly takes time. Everybody around me seems to be happy but I guess that like reflects on me in a way. I&apos;m so glad that my period of feeling lonely is gone. I always thought I was suppose to be alone but not that at all. I need to embrace the people I can stand.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Today was a good day. I saw the people I like to see and I&apos;m getting use to this semester. I&apos;ve also found out that I am a likeable guy. My humor is supposely my best quality.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I hope this feeling continues.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>From Autumn to Ashes - Milligram Smile</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Jan 2005 21:12:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My knuckles have turned to white.</title>
  <link>http://love-is-wrong.livejournal.com/14270.html</link>
  <description>Today was the first day back after winter break. It&apos;s quite annoying reviewing rules that are the same in every class. Repetition hints signs of boredom and I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was crazy when I signed up for Spanish IV. I mean, I feel so out of place in that class. I want to drop out but I also want to succeed in it. I really don&apos;t know what I want. I think I&apos;ll stick through with Spanish IV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last semester, I had always envyed of having first lunch so I could sit with certain people and eat. Now that card has been dealt and I find myself fitting in with a different crowd. It feels good to wanted somewhere. I truly know what friends are all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m actually looking forward to school everyday now. It seems sad but it&apos;s my life. I&apos;ve actually realized that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;My knuckles have turned to white&lt;br /&gt; There&apos;s no turning back tonight&lt;br /&gt; Kiss me one last time&lt;br /&gt; Shut Your Eyes&quot;</description>
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  <lj:music>Underoath - It&apos;s Dangerous Business Walking Out Your Front D</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 31 Dec 2004 00:22:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Where has all the bastards gone?</title>
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  <description>1. Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;2. Are we friends?&lt;br /&gt;3. When and how did we meet?&lt;br /&gt;4. How have I affected you?&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you think of me?&lt;br /&gt;6. What&apos;s the fondest memory you have of me?&lt;br /&gt;7. How long do you think we will be friends?&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you have a crush on me?&lt;br /&gt;10. Would you kiss me?&lt;br /&gt;11. Would you hug me?&lt;br /&gt;12. Physically, what stands out?&lt;br /&gt;13. Emotionally, what stands out?&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you wish I was cooler?&lt;br /&gt;15. On a scale of 1-10, how hot am I?&lt;br /&gt;16. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.&lt;br /&gt;17. Am I loveable?&lt;br /&gt;18. How long have you known me?&lt;br /&gt;19. Describe me in one word.&lt;br /&gt;20. What was your first impression?&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you still think that way about me now?&lt;br /&gt;22. What do you think my weakness is?&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you think I&apos;ll get married?&lt;br /&gt;24. What makes me happy?&lt;br /&gt;25. What makes me sad?&lt;br /&gt;26. What reminds you of me?&lt;br /&gt;27. If you could give me anything what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;28. How well do you know me?&lt;br /&gt;29. When&apos;s the last time you saw me?&lt;br /&gt;30. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn&apos;t?&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you think I could kill someone?&lt;br /&gt;32. Have we ever had sex?&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you want to have sex with me?&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you miss me?&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you think i miss you?&lt;br /&gt;36. Are you going to put this on your livejournal and see what I say about you?</description>
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  <lj:music>Green Day - Letterbomb</lj:music>
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