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  <title>...i'll be yours my dear.</title>
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  <updated>2007-12-16T04:20:33Z</updated>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2007-12-15T23:19:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-16T04:20:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-16T04:20:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I've met the cutest boy in the entire world.&lt;br /&gt;and I couldn't begin to name all the stuff I'm excited for.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;mostly christmas though.&amp;lt;3333&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2007-10-11T15:47:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-11T19:58:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-11T19:58:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last week, I gave someone a compliment and yesterday they told me it really meant a lot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel good that I&amp;nbsp; made her feel so good especially when I never could stand her before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are different than you think.&amp;nbsp; First impressions mean nothing and everything, and affect us way too much.&amp;nbsp; Loyalty is a joke, and best friends don't act like best friends anymore.&amp;nbsp; Girls are backstabbing bitches that will call you they're best friend as long as they are getting something out of it, most importently attention.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm over this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. My horoscope told me around Oct 11 I'll have a new love interest.&amp;nbsp; I don't know who it is yet.</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2007-10-02T21:49:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-03T02:06:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-03T02:06:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="4"&gt;Happy Birthday, Lau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I've recently lost all my tolerence for school and all the people around me. It really sucks. &amp;amp; I'm spending the weekend in avon. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2007-09-24T21:41:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-25T01:45:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-25T01:45:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have total commitment issues.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to be happy for longer than like&amp;nbsp;two monthes.&lt;br /&gt;Things got old fast, and I have no idea how to fix them, nevermind talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, act like my boyfriend and not like a sixth grader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I need to actually try at school because uhhhh, i'm failing history.</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2007-09-12T21:24:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-13T01:29:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-13T01:29:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You've all changed whether you want to admit it or not.&lt;br /&gt;I've drifted into this state of mind where I don't care about anything.&lt;br /&gt;My mom some how caught me driving people today and&amp;nbsp;I got about forty lectures, but not much of a punishment.&amp;nbsp; I think&amp;nbsp;I may have lost a little trust, but nothing that can't be earned back by some good behavior.&amp;nbsp; I think it may just be the disease talking anyway.&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend is probably the most frustrating person on the planet, but I gotta talk to him eventually.</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2007-08-25T23:27:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-26T03:29:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-26T03:29:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was gutsy and I think I might have gotton caught.&amp;nbsp; I think I'm going to tell the truth, to everyone.&amp;nbsp; I'm going to try something new this school year, something like that.</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2007-08-18T22:31:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-19T02:38:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-19T02:38:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Someone please explain what the hell happened this summer.&amp;nbsp; When did everyone grow up and change.?&amp;nbsp; No wait, most of them really haven't even grown up yet.&amp;nbsp; Honestly if you're going to live a second life I figured maybe I'd be the one person you told about it, but I guess I was the last.&amp;nbsp; It's like a don't even know you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure where I've been all summer, but it's obviously not been with any of you.&amp;lt;333. hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2007-08-05T22:34:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-06T02:37:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-06T02:37:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i absolutely love my life, and my friends, and ben needham.&amp;lt;3333&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was such a good week.&lt;br /&gt;tonight was such a good night.&lt;br /&gt;i need more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer is almost over. it's been the worst and best summer of my life.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's changing a lot. everyone decided it's time to grow up. &amp;amp; i am 100% cool with it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to work until thursday. !&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;So let's make plans. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2007-07-17T22:50:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-18T02:54:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-18T02:54:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I wish I could remember anything I've done this past week, but I've been too busy to notice any of it.&amp;nbsp; Between packing, cleaning, boyfriends, friends, studying, riding, work, work, and work, I haven't really been focusing on anything.&amp;nbsp; I'm brutally excited for this trip to Kentucky.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be cleaning and packing until I leave Thursday.&amp;nbsp; I'll be home the Sunday after this one, the 29th or something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Summers are good.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2007-06-24T23:01:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-25T03:10:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-25T03:10:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i'm busy. i have a to-do list that's four pages long, mostly of things i don't even want to do anymore.&amp;nbsp; i'm too good of a person.&amp;nbsp; i promise things to too many people.&amp;nbsp; i make too many plans.&amp;nbsp; i never follow through.&amp;nbsp; it's summer and i have yet to sleep in one morning, or have plans go according to plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should just relax.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2007-06-10T21:01:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-11T01:09:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-11T01:09:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've never seen everyone I know this happy all at once.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is already amazing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;The two most perfect people&amp;nbsp;I know are&amp;nbsp;finally together.&lt;br /&gt;You're in love with the perfect boy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally dating the perfect boy.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't be more happy for anyone right now.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most, if not all, of my friends are genuinely happy.&amp;nbsp; I'm so glad.&amp;nbsp; This couldn't be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, summer starts in two days.&amp;nbsp; I have two finals left.&amp;nbsp; I'm working all the time.&amp;nbsp; I have no money, but I don't even care.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday, my parents took my car (after i hit a huge rock, and dented the wheel) and filled&amp;nbsp;my used-to-be-empty&amp;nbsp;gas tank up.&amp;nbsp; I am forever grateful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;I'm so happy.!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2007-06-07T21:37:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-08T01:42:08Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-08T01:42:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I really love having my license &amp;amp; a car &amp;amp; a boy to drive around with.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate my job &amp;amp; that despite having this sucky job, i still don't have enough money to afford my cellphonebill, gas, and insurance.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to stop drinking ice coffee.&amp;nbsp; At least until I save up some more money.&amp;nbsp; $2.21 a day is killing me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to hang out with my girls.&lt;br /&gt;I really need to get my life in order, figure out my schedule, and plan out my summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right now, I need sleep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2007-05-17T20:48:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-18T00:52:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-18T00:52:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;I am now a license driver in the state of Massachusetts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I am now head over heels falling for you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I am now&amp;nbsp;having the best month ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;I am now wicked happy.!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2007-05-14T20:46:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-15T00:51:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-15T00:51:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are happening. It's almost summer.&lt;br /&gt;I've been so so so busy.&lt;br /&gt;I want to see my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;School is almost done and I have 3000 projects to do.&lt;br /&gt;But everything is all good, because I have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so happy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2007-05-08T20:44:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-09T00:46:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-09T00:46:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;I'm trying so hard to make things happen.&lt;br /&gt;I really want things to happen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get some balls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;That's what has to happen.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2007-04-23T20:38:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-24T01:01:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-24T01:01:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;My vacation was so good.&amp;nbsp; It was what it was suppose to be, a vacation.&amp;nbsp; I didn't travel anywhere, or do anything too exciting but I did hang out with my best friends, sleep past noon,&amp;nbsp;and of course, I worked!&amp;nbsp; Oh god, I hate having a job.&amp;nbsp; The weather has been absolutely fabulous.&amp;nbsp; I'm loving it and spending every minute I can outside.&amp;nbsp; I really can't wait until summer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, there's only thirty four days of school.&amp;nbsp; Where the hell did all the time go? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I like you so much.&amp;nbsp; I wish you could just take a hint, and make a move.&amp;nbsp; It would make everything so much easier.&amp;nbsp; But then again, it could mess so much up.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2007-03-29T21:27:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-30T01:47:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-30T01:47:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;I am absolutely in love with the weather.&lt;br /&gt;And Spring Time.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="429" alt="" width="400" border="6" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y271/xrubicx/IMG_4442.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pretty things happen to be popping up all over my yard.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy.&amp;nbsp; Everything is going really good.&amp;nbsp; I've been meeting a ton of new people lately.&amp;nbsp; Not even new people, just people I haven't talked to in like forty years.&amp;nbsp; I like people best when they are single, including myself.&amp;nbsp; I love my friends.&amp;nbsp; I love my mom.&amp;nbsp; I've been setting goals for myself, and actually achieving them.&amp;nbsp; This summer is going to be amazing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm&amp;nbsp;looking forward to&amp;nbsp;new adventures.&amp;nbsp; I have my first road lesson Saturday.&amp;nbsp; I get my license in a month.&amp;nbsp; I still don't have a job, but I've applied!&amp;nbsp; I hung out with Nick Finch last night, and went to the Prism Concert.&amp;nbsp; Mr. BR is tomorrow. (Is anyone going?)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm basically in love with everything and everyone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2007-03-18T21:14:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-19T01:21:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-19T01:21:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;Let's start out with that&lt;strong&gt; I'm single&lt;/strong&gt;, again.&amp;nbsp; It's been so weird though.&amp;nbsp; We act so weird around each other.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy though.&amp;nbsp; It was the right thing to do. &lt;br /&gt;Today was such a good day.&amp;nbsp; I was &lt;strong&gt;genuinely&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I hung out with Pony Clubbers all day, and it was so nice.&amp;nbsp; I didn't have to talk about any of the drama going down with me or my friends.&amp;nbsp; It's really good to talk to people who really don't know anything about you.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&amp;amp; I'm going to &lt;strong&gt;Kentucky&lt;/strong&gt;,&amp;nbsp;for &lt;strong&gt;Championships&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I qualified today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2007-01-29T21:50:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-30T02:57:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-30T02:57:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't have a job.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2006-12-31T17:16:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-31T22:16:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-31T22:16:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;It's not New Year's Eve.&amp;nbsp; It can't be.&amp;nbsp; Truthfully I don't know what happened this year, why they happened, or when they managed to happen.&amp;nbsp; I'm not excited for this New Year.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it's because I know 2007 will go by faster then 2006 did.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I know I'm not starting it out right, the way a year should be started out.&amp;nbsp; I have resolutions.&amp;nbsp; A lot of them actually.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tonight I'm going to Al's to party it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah, I should be more excited. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2006-12-15T19:38:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-16T00:38:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-16T00:38:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;This week has gone by so slow.&amp;nbsp; Tuesday seems like four years ago, and yesterday was so action-packed, I can't even like remember it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I'm so amazed by everything that's going on.&lt;br /&gt;I've become obcessed with listening to Christmas music.&amp;nbsp; It's so pretty. &lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&amp;nbsp; I'm so so so excited for christmas, but I wish it would snow.&lt;br /&gt;Everything has been so perfect lately.&amp;nbsp; I have the greatest friends, and an amazing boyfriend.&amp;nbsp; My family isn't too shabby either.&amp;nbsp; My mom and me are going all out this weekend.&amp;nbsp; I'm buying so many gifts.&amp;nbsp; I guess it's good because, Brandon has to work anyway.&amp;nbsp; And Saturday, I'm going to Lauren's with like the entire crew.&amp;nbsp; I'm pumped. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;New Year's is coming up.&amp;nbsp; My resolution so far is to get a job. hahahahahah. That will go well. &lt;br /&gt;I start driver's ed on tuesday too. uh. &lt;br /&gt;My mom is pretty much all better.&amp;nbsp; I'm so proud of her.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;She's such a trooper.&amp;lt;3 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2006-12-04T18:04:00</title>
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    <content type="html">OH BABY, am I excited for the holidays!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I haven't hung out with mahhh boiii in two weeks.  I doubt I'll see him tomorrow either, but definately on the half-day.  We're actually really really good considering the circumstances.  &lt;br /&gt;This weekend was amazing.  Friday, I was at Stacy's with like a billion people.  Saturday, I partied it up with friends I haven't seen in forever.  Sunday, I did the Christmas tree&amp;lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually starting to figure out what I'm going to do about Christmas.  I have $11 now.  How the hell am I going to afford this? hahahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited.</content>
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    <title>brookemilne.</title>
    <published>2006-11-07T03:38:59Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I want to be six again.&amp;nbsp; I want to go to McDonalds and think it's the best place to eat. I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make waves with rocks. I want to think M&amp;amp;M's are better than money because you can eat them. I long for the days when life was simple. When all you knew were your colors, the addition tables, and simple nursery rhymes, but it didn't bother you because you didn't know what you didn't know and you didn't care. I want to go to school and have snack time, recess, gym, and field trips. I want to be happy, because I don't know what should make me upset. I want to think the world is fair and everyone in it is great. I want to believe anything is possible. Sometime while I was maturing I learned too much. I learned of nuclear weapons, starving children, battered wives, death, unhappy marriages, and abused children. I learned of the unhappiness that exists and like my addition tables, I never forgot it. I want to be six and think that everyone I know including myself will live forever because I don't know the concept of death. I want to be oblivious to the complexity of life and be overly excited by the little things again. I want television to be something I watch for fun, not something I use for an escape from the things I should be doing. I want to think answering the phone is a privilege not a pain in the neck, and that the bus rides are fun regardless of where I am going. I want to live not knowing the little things I find exciting will not always make me happy as when I first learned them. I remember not seeing the world as a whole but rather being aware of things which directly concern me. I want to be looking at the picture of life so closely that I can only see the people directly around me--family and friends--as the people who concern me, unaware of the power of government and the possibility I have of being insignificant. I want to be naive enough to think that if I am happy so is everyone else. Because by being aware you take on responsibility, the responsibility to act or to know you didn't and live with the consequences. I want to walk down the beach and think only of the sand under my bare feet and the possibility of finding that blue piece of sea glass that I am looking for. I long for the days when while I walked down the beach it was the only thing I thought of. But those days are gone. I am destined now to walk the beach always thinking other thoughts, worrying other worries, reliving memories good and bad that the beach reminds me of, enjoying the view and air but never completely removing myself from the thinking, worrying, and rethinking that is always going on inside of me. I want to be six again, happy to be alive yet unaware of what life really is, for that matter unaware of what happiness really is. I want to spend my afternoons climbing trees and riding my bike, letting the grown ups worry about time, the dentist, and how to find the money to fix the car's battery. I want to wonder what I'll do when I grow up, not to worry about what I'm going to do after graduation. It's not that I want to live my life over again, I'm basically happy with how things turned out --so far. Rather I want to be able to escape but not have to pay for it later. I want to be able to visit my six year old state of mind, play in my six year old state of mind dirt and swim in my six year old state of mind water. Life was good then but I didn't know enough to realize it. I was so anxious to grow up I spent time, I should have enjoyed being young, acting older. I want that time back. I want to use it now as an escape so that when I have a computer program, six reading assignments, two depressed friends, and second thoughts about my major, I can travel back and build a snowman without thinking about anything except why the snow sticks together and what I could possibly use for the snowman's mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I steal so much shit from people. &lt;br /&gt;Hey, I thought it was cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;BUT SERIOUSLY, this is such a good thing. You don't even know.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2006-10-28T19:21:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-28T19:23:28Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Brandon is such a sweetheart.&amp;lt;3!</content>
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    <title>youaremydarling @ 2006-10-25T01:36:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-25T01:48:08Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so excited. &lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy. &lt;br /&gt;Seriously sixteen is doing some good for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really like how things are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was good.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;PSATs were such a bummer, but I'll get over it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren, nick, and me went to the football game.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Then everyone got dressed up &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;went out for dinner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I got some pretty sweet gifts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; some pretty flowers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I loved my birthday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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