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  <title>I believe in a thing called love.</title>
  <subtitle>I wanna see the stars, hit me, hit me!</subtitle>
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  <updated>2007-07-22T05:47:42Z</updated>
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    <title>quotes i love</title>
    <published>2007-07-22T05:47:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-22T05:47:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;&amp; sometimes you just need that one person&lt;br /&gt; who will let you talk and ramble...&lt;br /&gt;listen to you complain and look like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;but still love you all the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I just wish someone would&lt;br /&gt;take the time to go past my sarcasm,&lt;br /&gt;my loud mouth, my smiling face, my grades,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; my remarks to see a part of me&lt;br /&gt;that few have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the thing is, i don't care what people think about me. because i believe in myself. and i know that things are going to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;++ A Cinderella Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not cocky enough to think that i'm better than anyone else&lt;br /&gt;but i am confident enough to know what&lt;br /&gt;no one else is better than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime he teases her, she trys&lt;br /&gt;to scoot over, away from him. but&lt;br /&gt;each &amp; everytime, he pulls her&lt;br /&gt;back, closer to him. because he&lt;br /&gt;can't not be close to her. because&lt;br /&gt;there's something about her that&lt;br /&gt;he's absolutely crazy about.&lt;br /&gt;he just won't admit it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain, you just have to fight through, because the truth is, you can’t outrun it, and life always makes more.&lt;br /&gt;- grey's anatomy ( meredith )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denial, it's not just a river in Egypt;; it's a freakin` ocean.&lt;br /&gt;- grey's anatomy ( meredith )</content>
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    <title>skyflakes.</title>
    <published>2006-09-15T02:16:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-15T02:16:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the sounds; hit me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">High School has its moments. Sometimes knowing I'm looking at the same sky as you, doesn't make me feel so lonely anymore.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kisstheselfless:4203</id>
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    <title>Tell me, who's the enemy?</title>
    <published>2006-09-14T00:54:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-14T00:54:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the sounds; song with a missions.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I don't know what to make of it, but it's defintely a thing called a boy. No one wants to be the joker, so who am I kidding? Am i pretty? Am I enough? Do I have to be something I'm not to catch his eyes? Looking in the mirror, should I put more of that, should put less of that? What to wear, what to wear? It's definately what a girl looses her mind for.</content>
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