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  <title>あなたは死にかけています。</title>
  <subtitle>Val_Val</subtitle>
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    <name>Val_Val</name>
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  <updated>2008-05-31T08:47:22Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:goandcarryher:3857</id>
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    <title>I never knew Star Wars was actually is interesting.</title>
    <published>2008-05-31T08:44:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-31T08:44:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm watching the third movie (of the latest ones), and it's quite interesting..&lt;br /&gt;But yeah I have nothing to post about.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:goandcarryher:3603</id>
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    <title>Another post about my step dad.. oh how lovely.</title>
    <published>2008-04-12T15:00:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-12T15:00:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>silence.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Fucking cunt.&lt;br /&gt;He admitted he doesn't love me, nor even care about me.&lt;br /&gt;"If she really loves me she'd clean her room."&lt;br /&gt;No dad, it's not about cleaning rooms. It's about you being the biggest asshole in the world.&lt;br /&gt;It started in the morning, then I went to a friend's house, when I got back, he made me cry again.&lt;br /&gt;I stopped crying, and he said something that made me cry again.&lt;br /&gt;I can't fucking stand this, I NEED AN ACTUAL FATHER.&lt;br /&gt;My mom always cares, listens, and loves.&lt;br /&gt;My dad never cares, never listens, never loves.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently when I was little, he talked to me only because I was really young so it was interesting to hear my opinions.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:goandcarryher:3450</id>
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    <title>I just can't believe it was her..</title>
    <published>2008-04-10T19:10:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-10T19:10:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fightstar - We Apologise For Nothing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I refuse to believe that Katherine took over my bn.&lt;br /&gt;But it's just, all the clues lead to her, EVERYTHING says it's her.&lt;br /&gt;She was one of my 4 favorite boardies EVER.. and now...&lt;br /&gt;She probably didn't realize I'd find out, either..&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand one thing.. why did she do it? What did I do?&lt;br /&gt;We used to "Fight over Patrick" so much, and spazz over new pictures, and plan on killing Lisa...&lt;br /&gt;Although it's just the internet, she was a very important person to me, now.. I know she's just a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;If some of you don't understand what I'm talking about, my first account on fobr got "hacked".&lt;br /&gt;But StrikeUpTheBand14 had my password, and just.. ruined it.&lt;br /&gt;Ah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Katherine, but you're fucked in the head.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:goandcarryher:3237</id>
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    <title>Oh hay thar~</title>
    <published>2008-04-03T20:37:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-24T09:39:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fall Out Boy - Roxanne</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h105/Ilovepatrick_stump/Photoshop/Bestthingthisyearsofar.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I OWN NOTHING FROM THIS IMAGE.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:goandcarryher:2835</id>
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    <title>I just have to face it.</title>
    <published>2008-04-02T17:17:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-24T09:39:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Some Fightstar song.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My dad isn't going to be "my" dad ever again. &lt;br /&gt;Yeah step-dad, long story. &lt;br /&gt;Before I grew up, (as in started to have actual opinions on things, and wasn't THAT immature, etc.) he used to tell me stories, talked to me often, and actually acted like a father. &lt;br /&gt;Now he always yells, doesn't give a shit about what I love.&lt;br /&gt;I listened to the cover of Breaking The Law by Fightstar a few days ago in my mp3 with speakers, and he showed interest in it because he knew what band actually wrote the song. While I was listening to it he was trying to install something on the computer, and it showed some error, I didn't touch anything and searched the band name because he "forgot" it.&lt;br /&gt;He was in another room, and I told him the name of the band, he came back to the computer and saw the error "It's all your fault." is the only thing he said.&lt;br /&gt;I miss how we used to make up words, play LEGO and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;But wait.. that was when I was 6?&lt;br /&gt;My mom says he just doesn't know how to treat me because I've grown up.&lt;br /&gt;He barely even plays with my brother, and he's his actual son.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he's just tired of us?&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens, it's my fault.&lt;br /&gt;People ask me why I'm sad most of the time, welll, I HAVE MANY REASONS.&lt;br /&gt;Even my mom tried to talk to him about it, yeah like 3 times, he doesn't fucking care.&lt;br /&gt;I mean okay, don't act all "daddy" if you don't want to, but at least stop making me cry for small reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Starts with "Where's the remote?" continues with "What do you mean you don't know?!" with a little shout, finds it somewhere obvious, where I didn't see it, and ends with "Dumb. How could you not see it?!" and me crying in another room.&lt;br /&gt;The cause may also be "You must clean UP THERE" and points somewhere in my room where I barely put my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Also ends with crying.&lt;br /&gt;My brother gets on my nerves, I shout, again, ends with me crying and him "don't fucking shout."&lt;br /&gt;People won't even read it, but I need to get this out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot stand how fucked up you are, dad.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:goandcarryher:2570</id>
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    <title>Best picture I could find from yestreday.</title>
    <published>2008-03-20T13:54:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-31T08:47:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h105/Ilovepatrick_stump/Shit/DSCN2331.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-___- I look awful.&lt;br /&gt;I'm way in the left.&lt;br /&gt;I'll ask Sachar if she can upload the one she took..&lt;br /&gt;edit;//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn38/FaggotattheGayBar/avril.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to nicole.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:goandcarryher:2452</id>
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    <title>I hate Mexicans.</title>
    <published>2008-03-20T08:33:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-20T08:37:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fall Out Boy - Save Your Generation</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Purim yesterday yayyyy~ no.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go to school today because my feet hurt and they're red.&lt;br /&gt;I walked on heels for about 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;BAD IDEA.&lt;br /&gt;And I saw they guy who I liked then hated then liked then realized I still like him dressed as a Mexican.&lt;br /&gt;NOW,&lt;br /&gt;RANT ABOUT HIM:&lt;br /&gt;Way to make a girl sad for six months, dude!~&lt;br /&gt;Such a fucking bitch.&lt;br /&gt;The sad part is, I still like him after the times he hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;I just want a fucking apology.&lt;br /&gt;I miss his sarcasm, our ICQ convos, everything.&lt;br /&gt;But fuck, I don't want a friend who talks to me on the internet, and completely ignores me in life.&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was all "~omg he's perfect".. &lt;br /&gt;Well I wish I wouldn't even start talking to him.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, FUCK YOU DUDE.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:goandcarryher:2285</id>
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    <title>Sometimes I wish I could sit in a car while it's going..</title>
    <published>2008-03-16T18:44:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-16T18:44:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fightstar - Floatation Therapy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">nowhere fast, my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could just sit with the window open.&lt;br /&gt;Feel the wind in my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Radio on, people talking about the shit that's happening to this world.&lt;br /&gt;What it looks like right now, how it will.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I would stop worrying.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I make a difference?&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because my dreams are just too damn non realistic.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:goandcarryher:1984</id>
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    <title>Purim is RLY SOON.</title>
    <published>2008-03-14T21:55:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-14T21:55:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fall Out Boy - The Music Or The Misery</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm so excited ^___^&lt;br /&gt;(Jewish holiday, o rly?)&lt;br /&gt;I got almost all stuff for my costume, and... yay ^__^&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be dumb Avril L.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much really to write about, so yeah.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:goandcarryher:1665</id>
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    <title>School trip tomorrow.</title>
    <published>2008-03-10T16:53:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-10T17:12:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Busted - What I Go To School For</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Boo.&lt;br /&gt;We're going to see... ducks :|&lt;br /&gt;And like explore the eggs and blah blah blah!&lt;br /&gt;DNW.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, we're missing a day so w/e.&lt;br /&gt;I has a red scarf nao, lmao ;D&lt;br /&gt;Meh. nothing more to write about.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:goandcarryher:1478</id>
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    <title>"Com here, I tell you sister."</title>
    <published>2008-03-08T21:21:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-08T21:21:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Panic At The Disco - Do You Know What I'm Seeing?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I love my grandma and all, but the neighborhood she lives in scares me.. A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the little "forest" they have there, and it had these two beautiful kinds of flowers.. WHICH I DO NOT KNOW THE NAMES OF :|&lt;br /&gt;We ate ice cream after the walk, because it was so fucking hot, and when we had to go home..&lt;br /&gt;all these homeless creepy people :||||&lt;br /&gt;I had to go home and clean my room so I obviously I went outside again.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with a friend, ate some candy, got hyper :|||, laughed at how my friends' friend sucks at English (look at the title of this.).&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp; I'm scared &lt;u&gt;shitless&lt;/u&gt; of homeless people again.&lt;br /&gt;Walking home on a dark street at 9 pm = not good idea.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god I ran away :|&lt;br /&gt;So.. yeah ^___^&lt;br /&gt;This is basically my diary now &lt;font size="6"&gt;:]&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:goandcarryher:1225</id>
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    <title>Another great day.</title>
    <published>2008-03-07T22:01:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-07T22:01:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Matt Willis - Falling Into You</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This optimism thing really helps in life.&lt;br /&gt;I met Haray today... I WENT TO 2ND AND 3RD GRADE WITH HIM.&lt;br /&gt;We were like best friends for two years, I moved to another place and had to go to another school.&lt;br /&gt;And taking walks is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;:)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:goandcarryher:769</id>
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    <title>FEELING FUCKING GREAT.</title>
    <published>2008-03-06T20:42:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-07T22:03:06Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Busted - Who's David?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I love life.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;I love everything.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been this happy since 2006.&lt;br /&gt;Life is fucking great.&lt;br /&gt;I have great friends. I have everything I need. I have a future.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with myself, and everything I have.&lt;br /&gt;"think positive!" they said, I tried to, I did it.&lt;br /&gt;There are 12 "I"'s in this post.&lt;br /&gt;13 :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy... finally.</content>
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