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    <email>zzdaysleeper@yahoo.com</email>
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    <title>round and round and round we go again</title>
    <published>2003-04-11T22:10:21Z</published>
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    <lj:music>all american rejects</lj:music>
    <content type="html">headache...sun... vacuum... cookies... barefoot...laundry...music</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:breaking_free:1708</id>
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    <title>please don't play with me, my paper hart will bleed</title>
    <published>2003-04-11T07:05:13Z</published>
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    <content type="html">so im bored. i wish i had a date or a girls night out or something. anything but the tv and my homework. don't feel like sleeping either, though i'm tired as hell. all day, i've felt like my eyes were dragging all over my face, hanging over my cheeks, maybe oozing or something too, haha. i wore my glasses to work and couldn't see crap, it was hilarious. know what sounds super fun right now? miniature golf. who knows why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there's this guy... um, that sounds gay. but there is and he drives me crazy with his lack of communication. he flirts and compliments and is generally nice... but he's never once tried to hook up. not at all. what's up with that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sad and all i can say is that someone close to me is going away. it hurts cause i was waiting for summer when we could stay up late and watch the stars and talk about movies and where we'll be in 5 years. now we wont do any of that.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:breaking_free:1384</id>
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    <title>I picked out your star, turned night to day</title>
    <published>2003-04-09T08:19:10Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-09T08:19:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>all american rejects-- whoooo, shake it</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i've never understood what it is that draws men to a certain kind of woman. bubbly, the perfect kind of aloof, the image of poise and sophistication. and of course, a dark tan and a tight pair of jeans, ha!&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish i could be that girl, the one everyone turns to look at, the one that everyone wants to know. i wonder what it really is about them that draws them all in. can it really be appearance only? cause there are alot of beautiful people in the world, and i wont deny it... im no hog. but i guess the type of girl with her nose in a book and something to say is not generally as attractive as a girl with her ear on a cellphone overflowing with infectious giggles. &lt;br /&gt;oh well, i guess i'm not looking for the guy that everyone else seems to look at either. ya know the kind... muscly, leather jacket, highlighted spiky hair, hoop earrings, cellphone... puke. haha, i'd be more attracted to someone kinda skinny with tattoos and scars. at least they'd have better stories :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll work out tomorrow. summer is coming. haha, i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand people who aren't enraptured with music. i couldn't go a day without it. no matter what i feel, it's my comfort.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:breaking_free:1056</id>
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    <title>drain</title>
    <published>2003-04-08T07:06:28Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-08T07:06:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">dry stare&lt;br /&gt;red and cracked&lt;br /&gt;exhausted keeping face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calloused, weak&lt;br /&gt;dimmed and pale&lt;br /&gt;straight ahead&lt;br /&gt;paralyzed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any moment now&lt;br /&gt;the blur will burst&lt;br /&gt;into the spectrum of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any time now &lt;br /&gt;the pools will spill&lt;br /&gt;i’ll find myself permeable again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left is grey &lt;br /&gt;right is blind&lt;br /&gt;here I stand&lt;br /&gt;here I stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calm, collected&lt;br /&gt;silvery still&lt;br /&gt;unable&lt;br /&gt;unwilling &lt;br /&gt;to move</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:breaking_free:982</id>
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    <title>breaking_free @ 2003-04-08T01:57:00</title>
    <published>2003-04-08T06:58:13Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-08T06:58:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">damn. can't get jeremiah was a bullfrog outta my head.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:breaking_free:764</id>
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    <title>breaking_free @ 2003-04-08T01:34:00</title>
    <published>2003-04-08T06:37:50Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-08T06:37:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">wrote a bunch of emo poetry today. refrained from doing whatever it was i had planned to do. oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my favorite thing in the whole world is the sound of an acoustic guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who needs the paparazzi, i've got you.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:breaking_free:330</id>
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    <title>breaking_free @ 2003-03-26T11:58:00</title>
    <published>2003-03-26T18:03:26Z</published>
    <updated>2003-03-26T18:03:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>haste the day</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i will rejoice and be glad...&lt;br /&gt;in what? &lt;br /&gt;razor hate rushes like blood &lt;br /&gt;in a wound&lt;br /&gt;the thickest gauze would reveal it still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the greatest of these is love, i am not great by any means&lt;br /&gt;not today</content>
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