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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Feb 2007 03:08:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Been thinkin-</title>
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  <description>I dont know what is up lately.  Think Im going crazy.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Nov 2006 01:11:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>selfish</title>
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  <description>You hear that saying &quot;do whatever it is that makes you happy.&quot;  So I do what makes me happy, [play videogames, chill]  My mum does what makes her happy.  My dad does what makes him happy.  Ect ect.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I see what makes other people happy sometimes and I think &quot;wow their fucking crazy.&quot;  I think to myself, &quot;why is it they find happiness out of something so stupid and so pointless.&quot;  Then I think to myself, &quot;what if people see me playing videogames and think im an idiot?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circles just go around and round.  Never really come to a hault.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What of space?  How far is too far?  You look in the nightsky and see thousands of stars.  Billions of miles away.  What if each of those stars has a set of planets orbitting them?  What if we are just one earth of many?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if..</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 Nov 2006 08:21:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>r u serrrrious</title>
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  <description>Ok, going to add in words to properly give tone.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I think&lt;/b&gt; sometimes things are just &lt;b&gt;not always as they seem.&lt;/b&gt;  Sometimes same with people?  &lt;u&gt;I dont really know though.&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;b&gt;It seems we are&lt;/b&gt; born with one face, but I think over the years we develope multiple sides to ourselves.  Showing one to one person, and others to others.  It is awkward, the lives we lead.  We should all just be down to earth and all just be ourselves.  We should break whatever molds that weve created to protect ourselves from being vulnerable from people and feelings.  We should shed the skin and dispose of the double standards, the double motives, the double faces.  I think deep down there is a good person in everyone.  It doesnt take telling yourself to know you are one.  If anything, youre really just trying to convince yourself because somewhere you know youre really not.  It really just takes being who you are, doing what you do and being sincere and genuine about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could mean everything..&lt;br /&gt;or could mean nothing..</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Sep 2006 01:25:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Futile</title>
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  <description>No longer going to be oblivious to open windows.  Nor will I ever try opening a closed one.  Heard people joking about Steve Irwin dying to a stingray today.  I almost jumped 3 ladies.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Sep 2006 06:47:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>epiphany.  ive always seen it.  but now ive realized it.</title>
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  <description>reverting to old ways.  ways that made me feel good all the time.  not just a quick fix or a temporary satisfaction.  i dont want to be pushed around or fed anything i havent asked for.  not love, not lies.  tired of hanging up phones and cursing.  i know im not lost.  maybe just confused about which way is the right way to take.  done feeling incompetant or incapable.  my name is vince.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Sep 2006 08:28:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>inspector gadget?</title>
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  <description>i think he was one to say &quot;WOWZERS!&quot;  but im not sure.  but anyway, &lt;b&gt;&quot;WOWZERS!!!!&quot;&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Aug 2006 05:07:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the ultimate cliche</title>
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  <description>GROW THE FUCK UP</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Aug 2006 10:15:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>the ones that ask, the ones that care, the ones that really know and listen.  i am grateful to have them.  thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; tony, i love you.  &apos;our ties that bind cannot be broken.&apos;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Aug 2006 23:58:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>true confidence</title>
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  <description>2-5 months.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Aug 2006 03:23:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>thanks</title>
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  <description>they say dreams usually only last about 45 seconds to about a minute.  i think mine lasted about two days.. maybe three at the most.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Aug 2006 09:08:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>im off to the pillow and blankets store now..</title>
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  <description>oh if i could go back knowing what i know now, doing what i do now, and being who i am now.. i would be the happiest person alive.  but somehow, even knowing i might not ever be able to break down this newly paved wall, i find peace and i find happiness, in the simplist exchange of words.  i feel a slight warmth again.  a dormant flame, deactivated until awoken.  i feel hopeful.  everything to look forward to, or maybe only what i build up in my head?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 Jul 2006 11:01:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>One day, you wont know what hit you.</title>
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  <description>Too often are the niceties of genuineness overlooked.  People take advantage of generous hearts, seeing kindness as a weakness.  &lt;i&gt;It will&lt;/i&gt; turn to disdain.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Jul 2006 21:28:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Breaking News</title>
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  <description>Friday, July 28, 2006; Posted: 4:06 a.m. EDT (20:06 GMT) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEW YORK, New York (AP) -- Panic in the morning as multiple explosions tore through the MYSPACE.com server center.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this morning, multiple explosions rocked the MYSPACE.com center in New York.  Police and FBI are still investigating the scene.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vast majority believed it was related to terrorism, but Police Captain refused to comment any further details.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Jul 2006 10:02:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i think its time to hibernate</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jul 2006 09:01:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Mechanical Pencil</title>
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  <description>I bought a draw&lt;b&gt;LLLLL&lt;/b&gt;ing pad, I am pretty excited.  It has been fun hanging out with everyone lately, it feels close to grade school and what not.  Its nice when things look up, especially when youre down in the trough.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Jul 2006 09:24:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The season? Or just growing old?</title>
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  <description>So many friendships being tested lately.  Why does it seem like most are failing?  Hm, try a little harder..</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Jul 2006 01:04:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Run or hide.</title>
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  <description>Can someone define what being a good friend means?  Or what it takes to be even a friend?  Tired of being pushed farther and farther away.  Making effort towards turned backs.  The only time of day recieved is coincidental encounters.  Heh I try, and have a few who try back.  And Ill be damned if you think Im the one pushing myself away, because I do fucking try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is a good friend?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Jul 2006 04:08:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Executive Decision</title>
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  <description>Decided to stop letting shit beat me up so much.  Just have to get up after getting knocked down.  After all, you cannot tell how much someone has changed if they have their head down all the time.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 02 Jul 2006 03:54:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Trial and Error.</title>
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  <description>My heart -- a balloon, your soft lips begin to blow it up.  Like a balloon begins to stretch when too much air enters its chamber, my heart begins to over exasperate as you flood it with feelings that were only present by assumption.  The mind kicks the heart into overdrive, and slowly drains off what was thought to be the best time of my life.  Like all deep wounds we recieve, scars are left.  Is there nothing to stop this train from derailing?  Or rather nothing to help put it back on the tracks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only time can tell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;edit&lt;/i&gt; Post not tangible nor is the meaning.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 Jun 2006 21:08:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>New shipment</title>
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  <description>Sometimes you abandon everything you have for someone.  Whether that &quot;everything&quot; be your time, your money, your family, or your friends.  You lose sight of everything but the one thing you want.  Let love be a gift, not a curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im grateful to have a handful of friends that really care.  And not so grateful for those who base my current disposition off old mistakes.  Live and learn, trial and error.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 May 2005 22:26:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Life</title>
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  <description>My story I have created, my book, my FICTION book - is finally finished.  Each and every chapter up until now has been cruddy.  Minus my friends of course.  But that is another story.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 May 2005 09:05:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dragsssss</title>
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  <description>Killing dragons is really, really hard.  Especially if there are about ten thousand.  It is hard work, killing dragons, but it is worth it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 May 2005 22:32:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Volc.</title>
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  <description>You are selfish.  It hurts my feelings.  So I become selfish.  I hurt your feelings.  So you get mad.  It hurts my feelings.  So I become mad.  I hurt your feelings.  You become selfish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your mother fucking game.  This is all the shit that has happend wrapped up into a few easy words.  Though I share my portion of fault, you are at fault too.  You go around and tell all your friend how bad I am, how horrible I am and how much I lie.  I am just like everyone else and you see so much right through me.  Well here goes bitch; you do not even fucking know me.  Not the thoughts that go through my head, not all the shit I hated, all the selfishness, all the &quot;its about me&apos;s.&quot;      I have fucked up so much but again, we are all oblivious to your flaws.  You are a princess, fucking perfect.  Talk all the shit, make up all the stuff, alter anything you would like - just know your charisma will run dry.  A child is a child.  Fuck your ignorance, and all the shit you talk to the girls.  And fuck my mistakes.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 May 2005 01:52:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Done...Finished...</title>
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  <description>I graduated today.  &amp; Mr. Vines can suck my cock.  /self felate</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 May 2005 19:59:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>True story..</title>
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  <description>I looked at the clock and class was out.  I stared at a sign on a wall to read it and it blew over so I couldnt.  I glanced at the sky and it started raining.  I open my eyes to the sun and saw that I have hope.  I have good friends and a good family.  While I know that I have made some huge mistakes in my past, some never give up on me.  Some forgive me, and I am very thankful for that.  Thanks - people who reply and give me their insight.  I appreciate it and really take it to heart and mind.  Sorry - to those who see this as another &quot;feel sorry for myself&quot; entry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;edit:&lt;/i&gt;Me and Tony had kids together.  Twins!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.logitech.com/lang/images/0/3455.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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