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  <title>SARA B.</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2009 02:12:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i remember a time &lt;br /&gt;when everything &lt;br /&gt;was so cool&lt;br /&gt;sneaking ciggarettes &lt;br /&gt;and laughing hard&lt;br /&gt;walking home from school&lt;br /&gt;but then something happened&lt;br /&gt;yeah, everything changed&lt;br /&gt;and 10 years later&lt;br /&gt;now im seeing&lt;br /&gt;shit will never be the same.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 26 Jun 2009 16:45:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>feeling better.</title>
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  <description>&lt;span&gt;Why Katie Ford and I Fucking Rule.    by: ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as I was on my was to Ms. Ford&apos;s apartment... I couldn&apos;t help but notice a family of morons hanging over the 11th street bridge with signs facing the freeway (I-35) that read &amp;quot; SAY NO TO GAY MARRIAGE &amp;quot; &amp;amp; &amp;quot; HONK IF YOU AGREE &amp;quot;. I rolled my window down and flipped them the bird... but I just didnt feel satisfied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it hit me.   all i needed was a giant &amp;quot; IM WITH STUPID --&amp;gt; &amp;quot; sign!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Katie who delightfully agreed to participate,  she found a bunch of cardboard and had paint waiting when I got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finger painted as fast as we could. Making one sign with words and another with an arrow... separate - just in case they tried to move on the other side of us. suckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we sped back to the bridge, parked at the CVS, and ran over to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were really cheerful to them.  &amp;quot; HEY GUYS!!! HOWS IT GOING TODAY!? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupid ass dad tried to talk his ish.. &amp;quot; why do you guys always have to resort to name calling instead of stating facts? &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we laughed and ignored his question.. but made sure to verbalize our opinion over and over again. finally we got him to say &amp;quot; nobody should hate gays &amp;quot; then when we asked him &amp;quot; WELL WHY DO YOU CARE IF THEY GET MARRIED?&amp;quot; he tells us because then thats like saying its okay for pedophiles and necrophiliacs to get married. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE FUCKING FACTS,  DUDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;ARE YOU CALLING ME A PEDOPHILE?&amp;quot; i yelled at him. &lt;br /&gt;and he didnt know what to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we continued to dance with our signs and laughed in his face and just then a man walked up to us in a nice business suit to say &amp;quot; i was just driving home and i saw you guys on from the freeway and I just wanted to come say Thank you for what youre doing. and that you made my day.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO worth the 104 degree temp. and having to listen to such stupid babble from a fat ugly disgusting piece of garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a ton of people laughed with us and gave us thumbs up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bunch of people took pictures of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stayed until the dad said &amp;quot; Okay its time to go &amp;quot; and we waited until they rolled up their stupid flags and then followed them back to the parking lot talking trash the entire way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;NICE WORKING WITH YOU GUYS!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;GIVE US A CALL FOR THE NEXT TIME!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the man turned around and shot me a &amp;quot; YOU BURN IN HELL YOU FUCKING SATANIC SLUT BITCH &amp;quot; look while we were at the crosswalk he couldnt stop glaring (or staring, horny bitch) even after the WALK sign lit up and all the women in his family walked across the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;you better walk before you miss your chance&amp;quot; i laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;you better wear sun screen next time so you dont get burned&amp;quot; he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that fucker was right though, im cherry red.      WORTH IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, Katie Ford and I are total B.A.s and I think we should get paid for being so fucking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <category>gay marriage</category>
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  <lj:music>Jackson 5</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 25 Jun 2009 01:06:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>im having a hard time dealing with the fact...</title>
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  <description>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;/tr&gt;                     &lt;tr&gt;                         &lt;th&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/th&gt;                         &lt;td class=&quot;blacktextnb10&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;that my feelings and important issues are not respected by those i give respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really is a sad thing that i am rolling over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;why is she so emo as of late?&amp;quot; im sure you may be asking, and for those of you who CARE... please read on - and for those of you who are going to think that this is unnecessary... please, understand that i have nobody to talk to so I am writing it down, because it helps me not dwell. and if it bothers you - just click the &apos;back button&apos; on your browser &amp;amp; move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i sincerely believe this person is forming a wedge between me and somebody i love, this person hates me for no reason at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m not usually hated by anyone i meet... in fact quite the contrary. &lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m pretty much loved and adored by everyone i&apos;ve ever come into contact with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not saying that in a cocky way, just saying - im generally a very easy to get along with and social girl. that is why I have 10,000 friends in THREE + cities, and only 3 people who dislike me that Im aware of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two of which are insanely possessive and think I want to steal their &amp;quot;S.O.&amp;quot;s and the other... i&apos;m really not sure. the best i can come up with is that this person wants me &amp;quot;out of the picture&amp;quot;. this person wants people who care about me NOT to care about me and this person seems especially interested in one of the most important people in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this person has said and acted in malicious ways on multiple occasions in the past. twice now i have gone forward and tried to end the tension, even having no idea what i am apologizing for. i just wont do it again, and im afraid im losing someone very dear to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know in my heart i am a very good person. and a good friend. and i deserve better than how i am being treated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying my best to remember that what goes around comes around.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe I should just open up my eyes and understand what this might mean, even though i dont want to accept that fact that I just might not be as important to someone as I thought I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rejection sucks.  (and this is NOT about erick)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to the doctor tomorrow to be screened for cervical cancer, alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep going back  and forth between being convinced that im dying and just wanting to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wish i felt like number one in somebodys life besides my parents, who seem to be my best friends at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im dying. i just want to. im dying. i just want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 May 2009 03:37:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>New York / Boyfriend</title>
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  <description>I went to New York to interview for an internship at vice last week &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;I need to remember a few things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had the best sweet plaintain and black bean quesadilla ever at a place called pequena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Bamboo is an amazing place.&amp;nbsp; they have a full menu of fake meat entrees.&amp;nbsp; &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;the guys complimented the hell our of me and carrie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;spring was good to yall!&amp;nbsp;the sundress!&amp;nbsp;in the mini skirt!&amp;nbsp;in the mocassins!!&amp;nbsp;and the red boots!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;the colors! all the colors!&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walgreens in brooklyn sells personal massagers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carrie has a friend who &lt;strike&gt;was&lt;/strike&gt; should have been* in good will hunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the subway gives me vertigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most clever of 09:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;shut your mouth before i sex it&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new bell car service is really awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;MILKSHAKE&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;id kiss those thighs&amp;quot; - cat callin guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;that skirt is way too short. yeah you!&amp;nbsp;i can see your ass&amp;quot; - some crazy bitter woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cab driver who had her dog with her that sat on carries lap.&amp;nbsp; Samantha the schnauzer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie also has a friend who looks like a kennedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my directions... EXPLICIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a scary gas mask dominatrix creature, holding a baby made out of the goo from ghostbusters. in hand cuffs. hanging outside on campus at Pratt.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news:&amp;nbsp;I have a new boyfriend..&amp;nbsp; &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;it&apos;s not the boy from my last post. ha. His name is Chuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 07:47:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>its just that i&apos;ve got diamonds in my eyes for you.</title>
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  <description>i dont have enough time or energy to write everything i should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still love everything - but im three months into working at buffalo exchange, its great. i&apos;ve made so many wonderful friends out of my co-workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORGET&amp;nbsp;auston germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie and I just moved into our apartment... Sometimes I miss the boys, but i love having our own space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben came over and cooked dinner with me tonight. I was trying to learn, but it was hard to focus on anything but my wearing my new apron.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;felt doll like. Clothes are magical, right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;cant stop thinking about a new boy.&amp;nbsp; Its really terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an interesting thing happen to me over christmas vacation while visiting my mom in florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a new car... and i make 8.16 an hour now. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres so much more, just know ... im loving life.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Oct 2008 03:07:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>wont you come outside?</title>
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  <description>Im going to Born Ruffians on monday, im really looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my job today &amp;amp; I&amp;nbsp;love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2008 19:01:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>sleeping in.</title>
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  <description>I&amp;nbsp;just cant pull myself out of bed lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isnt how it used to be though, so sad and tired I couldnt move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days its... I feel so comfortable and every single time i roll over - it feels so good.&lt;br /&gt;Im smiling when I&amp;nbsp;readjust.&amp;nbsp; Flip the pillow, crack a smile.&lt;br /&gt;I could be okay rolling around in my blankets all day.&lt;br /&gt;I could be okay sitting on my front porch, watching it rain.&lt;br /&gt;I could be okay walking to work for 7.55 an hour.&lt;br /&gt;I could be okay doing some dishes.&lt;br /&gt;I could be okay going on some dates.&lt;br /&gt;I could be okay hanging out with my friends doing nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is wine. &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Im okay.&amp;nbsp; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living with these boys continues to make me laugh....&amp;nbsp; I was thinking 6 roommates, &apos; Its going to be just like the real world&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I&amp;nbsp;was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Chase said the other day, &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;We&apos;ve made our own little surrogate family.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever somebody is missing, I &lt;strike&gt;want&lt;/strike&gt; need*&amp;nbsp;to know where they are.&lt;br /&gt;What they&apos;re doing.&amp;nbsp; When they&apos;re coming back.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its very funny to realize how much Im in everyone&apos;s business.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Not in the nosey sense, more just out of concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they&apos;re really my austin family.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant live with them, couldnt live with out them!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my last free day!&amp;nbsp;Starting work tomorrow!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;im okay! im okay! im okay!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill leave you with some dr. dog - HAVE&amp;nbsp;A&amp;nbsp;GOOD&amp;nbsp;DAY. IM&amp;nbsp;GOING&amp;nbsp;TO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every daydream, every dead one, too&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Every wish that you could wish for came true&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Oh, wake up&lt;br /&gt; Wake up, wake uuuup&lt;br /&gt; We are only part of a dream&lt;br /&gt; All the things in your heart&lt;br /&gt; Like the things in your head&lt;br /&gt; Are only what they seem&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 18:54:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 18:50:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>new town.</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD&amp;nbsp;NEWS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I&amp;nbsp;start my new job at Buffalo Exchange on Wednesday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I&amp;nbsp;love my new life in Austin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My house is in the perfect location.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is no shortage of new and interesting people here.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Im getting what I&amp;nbsp;want in my life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;BAD&amp;nbsp;NEWS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My car is totally dead.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some girls are just old &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;tired, can&apos;t give it up, cant let it go. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;I always start over in my Livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;get tired of the way things were &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;erase it all.&amp;nbsp; (not your typical logic in keeping a journal)&lt;br /&gt;but LORD, I&amp;nbsp;love selecting all &amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;backspace.&lt;br /&gt;Everything should be that easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve decided my recent move to a new city holds enough reason to start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;Im starting all over again in almost every way.&amp;nbsp; I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New beginnings are the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest reoccurring thought:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&apos; Boys and Girls are funny, aren&apos;t they?&amp;nbsp;&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;In every aspect:&amp;nbsp;platonic relationships, romantic relationships, flirting, gender roles, stereotypes (making &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;breaking them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&amp;nbsp;boys from my first job here... (tech support) loved me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a few still showing interest, but only one who seems genuine. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the one who is pressing the hardest has a pregnant live in EX-girlfriend, who is due in November.&amp;nbsp; He&apos;s got to be kidding.&lt;br /&gt;+ living with 4 boys has been quite the learning experience.&amp;nbsp; we are so, SO, different.&amp;nbsp; i dont hate it all the time, but i dont love it all&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the time either.&amp;nbsp; im just trying to take everything i can from this situation.&amp;nbsp; we&apos;ve all got a lot to teach one another.&amp;nbsp; i cant help but&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; laugh when i have my girlfriends over, and my roommates swarm them.&amp;nbsp; its &apos;laugh-out-loud&apos; hilarious.&amp;nbsp; annie burps louder than any &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; of the boys we live with. (our neighbor-lady hates it) (i love that she hates it)&lt;br /&gt;+ annie and i have made friends with 3 people who are also new to austin... two boys and a girl.&amp;nbsp; the boys are gay &amp;amp; i cant help &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; feeling this sexual tension with one of them.&amp;nbsp; it is the strangest thing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; he is just drop dead gorgeous... but gay!&amp;nbsp;what is going on&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; here?!&amp;nbsp; the other night, when he was was wasted... he told me he wanted to &apos;hit it&apos;.&amp;nbsp; !!!???!!!???!!!???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;+&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;im still mildly in love with a boy named auston germany.&lt;br /&gt;+ what makes people go through draughts of attention from the opposite sex?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;i seriously feel like i had a year long dry period &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;all &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; of a sudden - its raining men.&amp;nbsp; i love options.&amp;nbsp; i love the feeling of butterflies in my stomach every other day for a different boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys and Girls are just funny, ARENT&amp;nbsp;THEY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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