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  <title>Some Secrets just aren't meant to be told.</title>
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  <updated>2006-02-14T02:58:06Z</updated>
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2006-02-13T21:55:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-14T02:58:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-14T02:58:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tomorrow's Valentines Day, yuck. I think it's ironic that I still think it's stupid even though I have a boyfriend who I absolutely adore. But I hate he goes to a different school. I'm sick of kids talking so much shit and then not backing it up. And the fact everytime I put so much effort into a friendship it somehow falls apart. Kailey and Matt are the only ones I am close to anymore, and surprisingly I'm content. I have a job, and I have a boyfriend who I love. I have a few good friends, I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pointless entry, I know.</content>
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2006-01-08T20:27:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-09T01:34:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-09T01:34:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't feel like I am worth anybody's time, and vice versa. I have about 2 people in the entire world that I can count on, and I am greatful for them. But I feel like I am lacking in so many areas. I'm starting to close people out of my life, and I don't like it. I don't feel like I can trust much of anyone anymore. Everything is more different that it's ever been. I feel like I have people bring ripped out of my life left and right and I don't know what to do about it. I'm afraid I'm turning into the type of person I've always sworn I wouldn't be.</content>
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2005-12-21T12:37:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-21T17:38:50Z</published>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here's to the kids..&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;♥Here's to the kids who don't know love. &lt;br&gt;♥Here's to the kids who feel too much emotion. &lt;br&gt;♥Here's to the kids who can make fun of themselves. &lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥Here's to the kids who don't have a clue who they are, no matter how many times they try and find out.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;♥Here's to the kids who relate to every lyric ever written, no matter what situation. &lt;br&gt;♥Here's to the kids who care about the music, not the look. &lt;br&gt;♥Here's to the kids who love. live. and laugh. &lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;♥ Here's to the kids who fall for their best friend.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;♥Here's to the kids who know exactly what "you need me like a bad habit" goes to mean.&lt;br&gt;♥Here's to the kids who make it a point to wish at 11:11.&lt;br&gt;♥Here's to the kids who waste their wish at 11:11 on the one person who will never be theirs.&lt;br&gt;♥Here's to the kids with an AIM profile chockfull of lyrics about unrequited love and broken hearts.&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥Here's to the kids who always wanted to tell someone "Please don't leave, without saying goodbye".. but didn't have the guts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;♥Here's to the kids who are always the friend. &lt;br&gt;♥Here's to the kids who want but never have. &lt;br&gt;♥Here's to the kids who forgive, but never forget.&lt;br&gt;♥Here's to the kids who never "fall in love" but fall into the pit of heartache. &lt;br&gt;♥Here's to the kids who are the girl, or the boy next door. &lt;br&gt;♥Here's to the bestfriends. &lt;br&gt;♥Here's to being "sick of writing every single song about you". &lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥Here's to the kids who's "one who got away" is every "one" they've ever lusted for.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;♥Here's to the kids who know rejection by its first name.&lt;br&gt;♥Here's to the kids who wish they could break hearts, but know how it feels.&lt;br&gt;♥And here's to the kids who don't even bother to wear their hearts on their sleeves, just throw it away from the start.&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And here's to you.♥♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;© Lauren Elise Delia. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2005-12-15T21:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-16T02:59:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-16T02:59:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;Hmmm...I never update anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Exams = aklsjdlkajsd.&lt;br /&gt;I have 2 essay's to write tonight for an exam grade and it's already 9:56 yess..&lt;br /&gt;Lots and lots has happened in the past week, I am anxious for it all to just get it figrued out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I found this and I think it's cute :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know, people just don't get it. In fact, I don't even get it anymore..Ever since we met, we've always been really close ;; closer than close. We were best friends, but it seemed like there was somthing there. We were always together, always smiling. Everything in the world seemed to suddenly make sense when you were right there beside me. I felt it, did you not? Everyone else saw it, they even talked about it to me. Did they not to you? all i ever heard was 'gosh you guys are perfect..when are you going to go out?' or 'what are you guys trying to pull? The longest 'will they, wont they' relationship in the history of the world?' All those times we spent together just holding each other? Did they mean nothing to you? I don't know, maybe i'm crazy, maybe i'm blind for ever even imagining us being together. Am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2005-11-28T07:49:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-28T12:56:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-28T12:56:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt; Perfection. &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2005-11-20T15:26:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-20T20:31:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-20T20:32:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Things are really good right now. But I think some of the things I have been doing are going to make me happy for the moment, and then I either am going to get screwed over down the line, or have to face the consequences. alksjdlakjsd&lt;strong&gt;hypocritical&lt;/strong&gt;aldlkajsd. 
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2005-11-14T20:26:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-15T01:31:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-15T01:31:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;Things are good.&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I love having my license.&lt;br /&gt;End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2005-11-08T19:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-09T00:12:32Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;bigger&gt; Hey, tomorrow is my birthday. &lt;bigger&gt;</content>
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2005-11-05T21:43:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-06T02:49:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-06T02:49:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Things are exceptionally good right now. Kailey came over Friday after school and we went to the game together. Which was seriously the funnest time I have had in longer then I can remember. And then we went to 5th Quarter and came home. She spent the night and I took her home earlier and went and got my hair cut. I think I like it...I don't know. I did attempt to dye my hair but it's so dark you can hardly see it. It did bleech my pillow though lol whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &amp;lt;3 &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2005-11-01T23:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-02T04:14:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-03T21:19:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think there are certain people who are meant to be in my life. People who make me realize, I really don't have it as hard as I make it seem. People who I love to death, and nothing could ever express that enough. Lately things have been changing, (surprise, surprise)...a lot. Some things for the worse, and some things for the better. A break from...everyone, I think is much needed. I need to clear my head and stop analyzing every little thing. My time shouldn't be wasted with with petty, useless thoughts. I need a goal to work for, or something to motivate me. My grades are suffering...severely, Friendships aren't what they used to be, and my parents murder might be in the news soon if they don't lay off. Fuck, once again. Poor me, bullshit.</content>
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2005-10-30T19:39:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-31T00:43:46Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't feel like I am worth anybody's time, and vice versa. I have about 2 people in the entire world that I can count on, and I am greatful for them. But I feel like I am lacking in so many areas. This weekend has been the worst I have had in a long while, which is completely ironic. Because I got to hang out with those two, and with them, I had a terrific time. But other than that it was dreadful. The fair is over rated, and so are the people who go there. I've lost trust/respect for some people who meant a lot to me, and it's not going to be so easy to earn back. Being screwed over time and time again has that type of effect of people eventually. I'm starting to close people out of my life, and I don't like it. I don't feel like I can trust much of anyone anymore. I don't like the "hobbies" a lot of my "friends" have taken up, but by saying something to them I know will cause so much more aslkjdalsd than it's worth. Because quite frankly, I know they don't give two shits about what I think. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2005-10-25T12:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-25T19:53:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-25T19:53:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I guess people are right when they say posessions/money doesn't make you happy. There is nothing, posession wise that I really want/am lacking. Whatever&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely LOVE this weather. Last night I got in my hottub and plugged in a movie with my hot chocolate. Yeah I know I'm a dork but I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;It makes my day when my friends are in such  good moods. However it does make me miss last year times 3168456. I need to stop living in the past laksjdlkajsd.</content>
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    <title>Sweet 16-17 days...yes.</title>
    <published>2005-10-23T18:51:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-23T18:51:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The fact that I can get my license in 17 days makes this all bearable. I talked to my mom for basically the first time about it today and she didn't seem to give me a negative about it which was surprising. I have had it in my head that she wouldn't let me get it for a few more months but she said today as long as I drive on a regular basis I will probably be able to get it which is sweet. Also today my parents and grandma were stressing about what I want for my birthday, because I haven't told them anything. And it's so alksjdlakjsd because there really isn't anything I really want except money or a car. And I know I'm not getting a car so aksjdlakjsd. yeah yeah this entry was Pointless.</content>
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2005-10-20T21:39:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-21T01:51:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-21T01:54:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;The only reason I even write in here is when I am in this extatic mood or I am complaing, but that's fine. I'm not close to a lot of people anymore, but I'm content. I have a few close friends and I'm fine with that. I don't feel the need to please everyone anymore, because it's impossible and I am sick of failing. I really am trying to focus on the positive of the things I have and not what I am lacking. Although I do hate the fact that I can sit here and act like I know what I want and when I get back to life and it's like I have completely lost focus on reality. &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2005-10-15T12:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-15T16:29:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-15T16:30:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt; &lt;bold&gt; Thursday &lt;bold&gt; Ashley, Steven, and I. And it was too early so we went over to Ashley's and hung out for 2.5 seconds. Then the 3 of us went to Jackson and brought Mrs. Reetz(sp) her balloon cause Ashley was like the only one in the world to know it was her birthday. Then Ashley dropped me and Steven off at my house and we just hung out...finally. Which was funnnnn. &lt;bold&gt; Friday &lt;bold&gt; I did like nothing, and then Scott Webb called me last night and he came over for a few hours and we hung out. Which was cool once again, cause I haven't seen him in a few months. And then we took him home and I was going to go to Fifth Quarter but I ended up not going cause it got all alskjdalksjd. Okay and today I don't really know what's going on. I am going to the movies with Ashley and I'm not really sure who else to see ElizabethTown later. soo yeah. &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.-HAPPY BIRTHDAY SUMMER! :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2005-10-14T12:26:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-14T16:37:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-14T16:37:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;I feel so incedibly happy and I don't know why lol&lt;br /&gt;Everything is just, great right now.&lt;br /&gt;There is nobody or nothing stressing me out which is Grand :)&lt;br /&gt;I have my best friends back and ILOVETHEM.&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2005-10-12T20:52:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-13T01:04:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-13T01:04:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt; Things are really good surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;I feel better about everything than I have in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Drama is cleared up to a minimum and people are acually getting along for a change.&lt;br /&gt;It's a 3 day weekend and we have no school Friday.So I'm pretty hyped.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited for tomorrow :) &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.- Have I mentioned lately that I love Ashley Janay Fulgham ?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2005-10-10T22:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-11T02:32:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-11T02:32:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It makes me sad how distant everyone has become.&lt;br /&gt;How the people I used to know so well, have all changed. Not necessarily for the worse, but have just changed.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I don't know anyone anymore.&lt;br /&gt;People are so quick to suspect the negative,a nd believe every little rumor they hear.&lt;br /&gt;There are 3 people in my life, that I feel like I acaually know no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;And only one person who knows me, the real me. Knowing when I'm upset without me having to say a word.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am losing everyone, and there is nothing I can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;small&gt; I live By this. &lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probally will.You will have your heart broken, probally more than once,and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when your was broken. You'll fight with your best friend and you might even fall in love with them. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing so fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too hard, and love like you've never been hurt, because every minute you spend mad or upset is a minute of happiness that you'll never get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2005-10-06T23:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-07T03:27:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-07T03:27:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;She sits and stares&lt;br /&gt;And thinks about the life she once had&lt;br /&gt;The friends that used surrounded her&lt;br /&gt;The barrier of protection that once held her&lt;br /&gt;The smiles that once brightened her face&lt;br /&gt;The family that supported her &lt;br /&gt;The goals she once had &lt;br /&gt;That comfort, that safety, that home...&lt;br /&gt;Is now gone.&lt;br /&gt;Shattered.&lt;br /&gt;Ended.&lt;br /&gt;She  no longer sees those friendly faces &lt;br /&gt;Or feels that safety and protection&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't feel like smiling or laughing&lt;br /&gt;Or feel the urge to reach her goals&lt;br /&gt;A single tear runs down her cheek&lt;br /&gt;As she watches friends linked arm and arm walk by,&lt;br /&gt;Talking and laughing,&lt;br /&gt;Giggling and gossiping.&lt;br /&gt;As she watches a boy and a girl&lt;br /&gt;Hug and give each other a sweet kiss &lt;br /&gt;Because she knows that she cant fit in&lt;br /&gt;Another tear streams down her face&lt;br /&gt;And she can taste the bitterness on her wet lips&lt;br /&gt;As she watches a large family together at a restaurant&lt;br /&gt;And a little girl sitting on her grandmothers lap&lt;br /&gt;She watches that same little girl&lt;br /&gt;Mouth to her grandmother&lt;br /&gt;'I want to be just like you one day.'&lt;br /&gt;Because she knows that she was that little girl once&lt;br /&gt;With the protection of her big family &lt;br /&gt;And goals to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;But she knows&lt;br /&gt;She isn't that little girl anymore&lt;br /&gt;Who knows nothing of pain and heartache&lt;br /&gt;But only of bliss and happiness&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2005-10-06T21:26:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-07T01:34:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-07T01:34:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Staind-Fade</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;Wow, long time no update&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;+I got my best friend back&lt;br /&gt;+/- Me and Matt are on a break? I don't know it's bitter sweet, we need some space...&lt;br /&gt;+ This is a weekend for reuniting I guess you could say,&lt;br /&gt;It consists of hanging out with 2 of my long lost best friends which I never see anymore&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;+Girls Night Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;-The fact that I feel like I am going into depression and there is ALMOST no reason for that&lt;br /&gt;+Exams today went well I think.&lt;br /&gt;-Exams tomorrow are going to be a bitch and I haven't studied at all&lt;br /&gt;-Long ago ex's who get online and make you feel like a bitch. &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2005-10-01T19:10:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-01T23:13:40Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Damnit. I miss my best friend.</content>
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2005-09-27T19:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-27T23:59:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-27T23:59:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this is matt and im updating ashtons journal because she let me &lt;br /&gt;but i have nothing to type besides the fact that i love her dearly and she doesnt really know this</content>
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    <title>"Friends Only" is over Rated...</title>
    <published>2005-09-26T01:32:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-26T01:32:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt; Saturday Night &lt;br /&gt;Okay so it was homecoming night, and neither me or Matt wanted to go...so we got all dressed up and we went out to Dinner at the Italian Courtyard. Which was good, and then to the beach. So yeah then we came home and hung out..and we went and saw a movie :)&lt;br /&gt;So yeah Last night was Really fun all in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for the fact that my parents are Overprotective X's 98972980483. Which is cute. And apparently they don't trust me and they think I'm a whore but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley and Amelia stopped by to see me after homecoming and they looked absolutely georgous. And the 3 of us were supposed to go "out" but that's where the parentals came into play and nixed that idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s.-You mean more to me then you could possibly know. &amp;hearts;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>20 Things You Might Not Know About Me</title>
    <published>2005-09-24T03:40:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-24T03:42:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. Mostly everything I say is sarcastic...and a lot of time people take it seriously.&lt;br /&gt;2. Commitment in a relationship scares me more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;3. I tend to dislike people who remind me of myself.&lt;br /&gt;4. I hate being like other people, but I am not bold enough to stand out.&lt;br /&gt;5. I am super shy and I hate when I am forced to make the first move. I.E. walking up to a croud of people instead of someone coming to me.&lt;br /&gt;6. I have very high morals which I am not willing to sacrifice for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;7. I am really hard on myself and I always thing the things I do are worse then they acually are.&lt;br /&gt;8. Talking about the "good ol' times" and looking at pictures make me depressed.&lt;br /&gt;9. No matter what I say, I can never be completely satisfied with the situation.&lt;br /&gt;10. When I fall for people, it's for long periods of time.&lt;br /&gt;11. I take the words "I love you" completely seriously, so don't say them to me unless you mean it.&lt;br /&gt;12. I like being complimented, but I never know how to take them.&lt;br /&gt;13. I completely over analize people and situations all the time.&lt;br /&gt;14. I  HATE not being in control of situations.&lt;br /&gt;15. I dispise when people are fake, whorey, or just gross in general.&lt;br /&gt;16. I get jealous when my friends have closer, better, friends. I am afraid they will realize how wonderful they are and will abandon me.&lt;br /&gt;17. I have a hard time expressing emotions to people close to me, because I am afraid they will judge me, whether it's good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;18. The only people I truely care what they think of me are my closest friends.&lt;br /&gt;19. I am a huge sucker for anything romantic, songs, flowers, everything.&lt;br /&gt;20. I like hanging out with guys usually more than girls purely because they are more easy going. But in the long run it always seemt to complicate things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag...whoever wants to do this.</content>
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    <title>everything2mexo @ 2005-07-29T01:57:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-29T06:00:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-29T06:00:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">leave me an anonymous comment pouring your heart out. say anything. tell me your stories, your secrets, those things no one ever asks but you wish to tell. tell me about your love, your hate, your indifference, your joy. tell me about what's inside of you when you're reading through these entries on your friends list, and tell me why you continue to come back here. tell me anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post anonymously. speak honstly, because there isn't any censure here. post as many times as you like. one faceless wonder to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, pass it on</content>
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