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			<title>Wow</title>
			<description>Very clever. Made it hard to find you. Don&amp;rsquo;t worry, I&amp;rsquo;m not gonna facebook stalk you. And I dunno if Kelly has access to your facebook or if she even knows everything that went down. For all I know, you could have manipulated your way out. You don&amp;rsquo;t have to write back, which I figu..</description>
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			<title>Curiosity Killed The Cat...Good Thing I'm Not A Cat...</title>
			<description>life can be so freaking confusing at times</description>
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			<title>Forgive Me Father, I Have Tasted The Forbidden Fruit</title>
			<description>oh god</description>
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			<title>3 Weeks Til Graduation</title>
			<description>mood: apathetic. my life is spiraling downward. i couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate Me Dry concert...haha jk (I Must Be Emo by Hollywood Undead)

real mood: so so

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			<title>Blogg</title>
			<description>my teacher said i should write a blog... so here it is</description>
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			<title>The Worst Pain You'll Ever Know (My Last Testament To You)</title>
			<description>i've wrote many poems about the same guy, the same situation*. this is my last.</description>
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			<title>So They Say</title>
			<description>parents...grr</description>
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			<title>Watch Me Drown</title>
			<description>hmm</description>
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			<title>The Option Of Waking Up</title>
			<description>i love sleep</description>
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			<title>Constructing My Own Death</title>
			<description>if this was suicide...sigh</description>
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			<title>Pessimism At Its Finest</title>
			<description>ah parents, where would i be without them</description>
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			<title>Broken Glass Hearts</title>
			<description>this used to be on my other account.</description>
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