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  <title>speachless dreams are screaming for me...</title>
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  <updated>2009-11-15T19:25:37Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:losing_libera:124415</id>
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    <title>losing_libera @ 2009-11-15T14:25:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-15T19:25:37Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I need, want, desire, would benefit from, going back to school. &lt;br /&gt;I do not have money. &lt;br /&gt;I pay for health insurance, car insurance, student loans, gas, food, cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;Saving money is not going that well.&lt;br /&gt;Quitting smoking isn't going that well.&lt;br /&gt;Smoking weed, is going wonderfully: special thanks to scott, timmy and sal.&lt;br /&gt;Some friends are getting very close to not being friends. &lt;br /&gt;And I know that sounds harsh, but I'm tired of putting the effort in to nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Work is repetetive. Same time, same people, same days of the week.&lt;br /&gt;not much has changed.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:losing_libera:124067</id>
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    <title>losing_libera @ 2009-09-19T23:36:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-20T03:43:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-20T03:43:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have bandaids on my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;I put them on almost every day.&lt;br /&gt;I have dry,cracked, bleeding skin.&lt;br /&gt;It's from work, it's fom the weather, it's from smoking.&lt;br /&gt;But to be honest, I think it's from my mind telling my body that I have unresolved issues&lt;br /&gt; that need to be dealt with and untill then, they won't heal.&lt;br /&gt;I'm covering my insecurities with dollar store bandaids.&lt;br /&gt;And at some angles it looks like nothing is there at all.&lt;br /&gt;The colors just blend together;&lt;br /&gt;skin to plastic and plastic to skin.&lt;br /&gt;Thats what I think.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it's just ecezema.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:losing_libera:123877</id>
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    <title>losing_libera @ 2009-09-11T02:46:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-11T06:48:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-11T06:48:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;Fall always makes everything better.&lt;br /&gt;We were a little shaky for awhile,&lt;br /&gt;but I believe with colder weather,&lt;br /&gt;and warm nights,&lt;br /&gt;things will be fine. &lt;br /&gt;just fine.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:losing_libera:123483</id>
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    <title>losing_libera @ 2009-09-04T17:45:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-04T21:45:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-04T21:45:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am twenty years old today.&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:losing_libera:123240</id>
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    <title>losing_libera @ 2009-08-26T00:26:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-26T04:37:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-26T04:37:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;I'm not losing my mind, I'm just losing everything.&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my cell phone charger.&lt;br /&gt;It's not in my car, in my house, at work, in john's car, or john's house.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of looking.&lt;br /&gt;I notices that both of my modest mouse cd's are not in my car.&lt;br /&gt;Did I lend them to someone? Did someone take them?&lt;br /&gt;I've been having awful dreams.&lt;br /&gt;In one of them I watched John cut off his own dick.&lt;br /&gt;In another, I was trampled by a tsumnai, survived, but not well.&lt;br /&gt;Another one I was driving down Laroe and when I turned&amp;nbsp;on my&amp;nbsp;brights,&lt;br /&gt; I collided into a pack of deer.&lt;br /&gt;It's terrifying to dream of such horrid things.&lt;br /&gt;I feel frazzled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping at home more often than usual. &lt;br /&gt;I sleep in the living room because without the tv on, I feel completely alone.&lt;br /&gt;I've bought a pack a day this whole week.&lt;br /&gt;I have $11 to my name untill Friday.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;need to get out of my own skin for a few days&lt;br /&gt;...any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:losing_libera:122966</id>
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    <title>losing_libera @ 2009-08-21T16:49:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-21T20:51:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-21T20:51:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You belong to what you understand.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>losing_libera @ 2009-08-05T00:01:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-05T04:04:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-05T04:04:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spilt a cup of shitty hotel coffee all over my cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;It won't turn on but I can still get voicemails.&lt;br /&gt;If you need me, leave a message and I'll call you back...&lt;br /&gt;if I remember your number.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, I think I'll&amp;nbsp;be out of a phone untill a month from today.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;(that would be my birthday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The high-life isn't my life. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:losing_libera:122618</id>
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    <title>le sigh.</title>
    <published>2009-07-26T16:05:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-26T16:05:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the biggest road bump,but it leads to the most beautiful road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days, we've been stuck on that boat ride from the Chester Carnival. &lt;br /&gt;We have our moments of being up, but like gravity,we always come down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to taint the most perfect thing I've ever had,&lt;br /&gt;and he replyed, &amp;quot;but you tainted it the the best color&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be fine. We are strong. We are smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of conversation. If you don't know, you won't.&lt;br /&gt;If you do, you'll never know all the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows&amp;nbsp;us better than us.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>losing_libera @ 2009-07-23T13:43:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-23T17:50:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-23T17:50:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;There is nothing I can do to change what happened.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is about to go overboard; thrown off a cliff, and I can't stop it.&lt;br /&gt;I have no say, but I have everything to lose.&lt;br /&gt;You are my everything. There is no one else.&lt;br /&gt;I got scared, I got nervous, I was angry and annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;I still cant fathom that what was done was really me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing part of my heart, I have been.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who took it, or where I put it,&lt;br /&gt;but that empty space is growing.&lt;br /&gt;I have always been the one who fucks up.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to get out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could you see this coming and not try to stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You were angry, not upset.&lt;br /&gt;You told me, remember?&lt;br /&gt;You told me. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>losing_libera @ 2009-07-21T13:35:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-21T18:12:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-21T18:12:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;I started working at Cafe a la Mode yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;It's a little confusing. The few staff members I met were nice.&lt;br /&gt;But, they all seem to be fending for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;And everyones scared of the owners.&lt;br /&gt;My efforts of trying to get away from Starbucks are not working well.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thrilled I found a new job, but I don't think the Cafe was where I'm supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;I was gaurenteed a job at C&amp;amp;G deli in a few weeks, &lt;br /&gt;and yesterday Designer Fragnance in the Commons offered me a job.&lt;br /&gt;They're right next to&amp;nbsp;Starbucks, and I know all the&amp;nbsp;girls there.&lt;br /&gt;But even those jobs...I'm not too excited about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&amp;nbsp;will be the start of three years&amp;nbsp;since highschool.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't that scare some of you?&lt;br /&gt;I've done nothing. I've made friends,lost friends, &lt;br /&gt;had the same job and got nowhere in college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;I want something different.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be somewhere different.&lt;br /&gt;I want to experience something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off topic: Kidnapping is scary. Over 2,000 children are kidnapped a day.&lt;br /&gt;Thats my future biggest fear.Having a child, and having&amp;nbsp;them taken away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>losing_libera @ 2009-07-10T14:01:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-10T18:15:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-10T18:15:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss sat me down the other day and asked me if I liked my job.&lt;br /&gt;I said I didnt really have any other options since theres no where to get a job right now.&lt;br /&gt;I cried infront of him when he told me 12 out of 14 coworkers have complained about me.&lt;br /&gt;He said I don't smile infront of the customers.&lt;br /&gt;He said I need to pretend to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;I told him I'm just not happy to work with him because I don't like him.&lt;br /&gt;And that a lot of regular customers don't like him&amp;nbsp;either.&lt;br /&gt;He said that if anyone complains, I'll be written up, and shortly after, dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I took that as a sign to find a new job.&lt;br /&gt;And I did!&lt;br /&gt;Once I&amp;nbsp;call Scott back, I will start training at Cafe A La Mode in Warwick.&lt;br /&gt;It's off the books, decent pay, and great tips.&lt;br /&gt;I'll also be working with Kristen, who is&amp;nbsp;Johns sister.&lt;br /&gt;The have really good Chai drinks there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of the Cafe, I managed to get a job at C&amp;amp;G deli, right by my house.&lt;br /&gt;I can walk there, and most of the staff is leaving in a month for college.&lt;br /&gt;I'll have two great jobs,&amp;nbsp;and make more money than I did at Starbucks easily.&lt;br /&gt;The deli is on hold untill August, but the Cafe I'm starting either this week or next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed a change.&lt;br /&gt;I've&amp;nbsp;hated my job&amp;nbsp;for almost two years.&lt;br /&gt;And now I can save money to go to culinary school,&lt;br /&gt;and I'll have Starbucks, the Deli, and the Cafe as back-up.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet deal man, sweet deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>losing_libera @ 2009-07-03T23:56:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-04T03:58:37Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-04T03:58:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;I am utterly exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;I would&amp;nbsp;cherish a vacation.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;posses no money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:losing_libera:121096</id>
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    <title>my camera is filled mith half-assed songs.</title>
    <published>2009-06-14T15:45:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-14T15:45:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very lucky and I know that.&lt;br /&gt;I have parents that are loving and easy going.&lt;br /&gt;I have an understanding family.&lt;br /&gt;I have a brother who knows me better than anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I have the potential to be something.&lt;br /&gt;I have friends who care.&lt;br /&gt;I have John, who is everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;I have freedom.&lt;br /&gt;I always have a place to sleep and eat if needed,&lt;br /&gt;in many different towns and cities.&lt;br /&gt;I have a voice that wants to be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy that I have what I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked all day yesterday and went home to John.&lt;br /&gt;We fell asleep together and set an alarm to switch beds.&lt;br /&gt;When he got up for work, I went into his room and kept sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;It was comforting. His dad got me some breakfast when I woke up&lt;br /&gt;and I started my morning by eating a bagel and watching The Soup.&lt;br /&gt;Did you know Adam from American Idol is out of the closet? good for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, on my drive home, I accidentaly hit and killed a squirell.&lt;br /&gt;When I looked back, his two squirell friends ran into the road to get him.&lt;br /&gt;They were mourning. I feel terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>losing_libera @ 2009-06-06T04:01:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-06T08:08:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-06T08:08:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;I know the emotion is there.&lt;br /&gt;I know that its been there.&lt;br /&gt;But time is not on my side lately.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it never was.&lt;br /&gt;Drinking for&amp;nbsp;seven hours straight was fun.&lt;br /&gt;I saw a lot of people that I've missed.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I saw the people I saw tonight more often. &lt;br /&gt;I wish things weren't so layered.&lt;br /&gt;I wish my total at Subway wasn't $6.66&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>losing_libera @ 2009-06-04T23:45:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-05T03:56:28Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-05T03:56:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think that because I watched the all day marathon of Land of the Lost,&lt;br /&gt;I got lost in myself today.&lt;br /&gt;There was a part of me that needed to come out, &lt;br /&gt;but unfortunately, I didn't know it was happening.&lt;br /&gt;He saw it the second it came.&lt;br /&gt;He questioned; he investigated.&lt;br /&gt;Which was comforting.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had no answer but a side tracked story.&lt;br /&gt;And he knew that&amp;nbsp;it wasn't the problem.&lt;br /&gt;But had he just gotten my shirt from the living room when I asked,&lt;br /&gt;the whole situation wouldn't of happened.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to pretend it didn't.&lt;br /&gt;Until&amp;nbsp;the day&amp;nbsp;I really want to discuss what was locked inside&amp;nbsp;the filing cabinet in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The moment we left his room things were back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its just all the writing on his wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had a dream that Janice and I were in a baking competition together&lt;br /&gt;and she was mad that I only made a plate of cookies.&lt;br /&gt;When she herself made hundreds of pie-strudel looking pastries.&lt;br /&gt;There was glow in the dark graffiti everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;There were old faces and blurred writing.&lt;br /&gt;And then the dream changed to the movie Santa Clause.&lt;br /&gt;And&amp;nbsp;I was sitting on the roof top with the reindeer and the dad and the son.&lt;br /&gt;And we argued about how many presents each house should get.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Who dreams about Christmas in June?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>losing_libera @ 2009-05-28T02:04:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-28T06:09:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-28T06:09:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today I arrived to work on time.&lt;br /&gt;I spent my seven hour shift with my favorite ladies.&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend happened to get his hands on Cake tickets for this friday,&lt;br /&gt;so we are going to the city to see them.&lt;br /&gt;I took a shower.&lt;br /&gt;I spent a few hours with Lauren and Arlo.&lt;br /&gt;We went shopping and had some good laughs.&lt;br /&gt;I purchased marijuana from Scott.&lt;br /&gt;I met his son, Elijah, who loved me.&lt;br /&gt;John and I smoked with his friend Bobby and ate at KFC.&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these things made today a perfect day.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't gamble, maybe I should have.&lt;br /&gt;Life is good.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>losing_libera @ 2009-05-26T23:56:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-27T03:58:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-27T03:58:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a gut feeling that tomorrow will not be my day.&lt;br /&gt;But my heart is full of hope and excitement.&lt;br /&gt;And my head is full of unimaginable dreams.&lt;br /&gt;So maybe, maybe.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>my savings is dissapearing like a cruel magic trick.</title>
    <published>2009-05-21T13:19:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-21T13:19:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;Everyones favorite&amp;nbsp; piece of shit is dying.&lt;br /&gt;My baby car is in the hospital getting surgery today, all day.&lt;br /&gt;Last week I went to get her checked out because a piece of&amp;nbsp;her heat sheild fell off.&lt;br /&gt;Her hazard lights are out, and her brakes are running thin.&lt;br /&gt;Today I dropped her off because I hit a pothole at 2am two nights ago.&lt;br /&gt;I had to remove her hubcap so she would stop hissing everytime I turned left.&lt;br /&gt;Her tires are going bald, she's getting old. &lt;br /&gt;And her diolysis of an oil change is a ruetine procedure she is undergoing today.&lt;br /&gt;I would appreciate if everyone could keep her in their thoughts and prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully she'll make it through the summer. &lt;br /&gt;I was really starting to love her and now its getting too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a headache for days now.&lt;br /&gt;When I take advil it helps, momentarily, and hours later it comes back.&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping a lot but my eyes are sunken in and dark.&lt;br /&gt;However, the sun is shinning and the summer breeze is coming&lt;br /&gt;so I'm going to push my aches and pains out of mind and enjoy the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to let everyone on livejournal know what my school situation is like,&lt;br /&gt;but its a sad story and one I would rather not get into at this point.&lt;br /&gt;I would however, like to congratulate those who have passed this semester with flying colors.&lt;br /&gt;You did well, you deserve a pat on the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to take a shower and prepare myself for this day of mystery.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll paint outside for a bit or doodle.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>losing_libera @ 2009-05-12T00:57:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-12T05:02:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-12T05:02:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He reassured drunk Danny that he would marry me in time, and go back to The Country to find him and make him the best man.&lt;br /&gt;When I asked him about it later he said he'd been thinking about our future a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mention that I had been too.&lt;br /&gt;So I told him to just grow some balls and marry me. &lt;br /&gt;And he told me to shut the fuck up.&lt;br /&gt;And we laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>losing_libera @ 2009-05-05T16:24:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-05T21:26:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-05T21:26:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind and my mouth have not been cooperating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;I underestimated my age today and my attempt to be an adult.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;Maturity wise, I suppose I'm still a kid in others eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;I was bitched out through text messages from a thirty-something year old today.&lt;br /&gt;Things are changing. I knew it wasnt a good idea, or a reliable one.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone cheer because I'm not leaving Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And neither is anyone else right now.&lt;br /&gt;You just have to love what you have,&lt;br /&gt;cherish what you get,&lt;br /&gt;and laugh it off.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:losing_libera:119048</id>
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    <title>losing_libera @ 2009-04-28T10:36:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-28T14:38:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-28T14:38:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowely starting to realize that no one is in the same boat as me.&lt;br /&gt;what happened?&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:losing_libera:119026</id>
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    <title>summertime and the living's easy...</title>
    <published>2009-04-27T04:31:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-27T04:31:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today I woke up next to John.&lt;br /&gt;We finished watching the movie 21,&lt;br /&gt;(which took us three nights of falling asleep to enjoy.)&lt;br /&gt;I drove him to work and went home to plan my day.&lt;br /&gt;After calling a few people, I left to pick up Jessy and Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;We took advantage of a McDonalds drive through mistake.&lt;br /&gt;Three dollars&amp;nbsp;got&amp;nbsp;us one big mac, one chicken nugget, three fries,&lt;br /&gt;one snack wrap, three drinks, and one cheeseburger.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling full, we decided it was a good day to go swimming.&lt;br /&gt;Within two hours we finally made it to New Paltz.&lt;br /&gt;We met two girls, Anne and Emma, and the five of us hiked to find a waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;mission accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;Jessy, Jeremy and I smoked two bowls and&amp;nbsp;swam under a 60 foot waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we went out for ice cream and I dropped them off at home.&lt;br /&gt;From there, I picked up John from work and we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;We watched tv with the family for a little bit and then we had sweaty, hot sex.&lt;br /&gt;We both fell asleep a good half an hour and then I drove home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a wonderful, enjoyable, relaxing day.&lt;br /&gt;I listened to mostly Sumblime and the radio.&lt;br /&gt;I am very exhausted.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:losing_libera:118641</id>
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    <title>losing_libera @ 2009-04-10T15:00:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-10T19:01:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-10T19:01:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to the top of Marijuana Mountain.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, John Nolan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:losing_libera:118346</id>
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    <title>losing_libera @ 2009-04-06T23:37:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-07T04:02:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-07T04:02:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes things get better, and sometimes things go crashing into oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;John and I are the better part. &lt;br /&gt;My new favorite game is strip Mario Kart.&lt;br /&gt;I slept over his house all weekend. &lt;br /&gt;I'm going to his little sisters birthday party tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;School is the crashing into oblivion part.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been going, I&amp;nbsp;haven't even&amp;nbsp;gave enough effort&amp;nbsp;to care.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to email a few select teachers to ask to withdraw.&lt;br /&gt;But first I need to talk to financial aid to see if I even can withdraw.&lt;br /&gt;This whole trying to keep it all hushush from my parents&amp;nbsp;is hard. &lt;br /&gt;I met my new manager today.&lt;br /&gt;He's a colored man with a heavy spanish accent and lots of optimism for the store.&lt;br /&gt;He seemed excited and willing to cooperate with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;But, It did help that our district manager loves me to death,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not scared of those that are higher ranked on the Starbucks unhealthy food chain.&lt;br /&gt;They're just people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than all that, I would like to receive phone&amp;nbsp;calls from the following people,&lt;br /&gt;whenever the time is convenient for them:&lt;br /&gt;Jessica McDaniel.&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly O'Brien.&lt;br /&gt;Emma Erickson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to catch up via phone or in person and have some fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:losing_libera:118223</id>
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    <title>puddin-tush blades. hahahaha</title>
    <published>2009-04-01T11:51:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-01T11:51:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;I've never been interested in college.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I attend on a random sort of basis, but reaching to the goal of an associates,&lt;br /&gt;never gave me the strength to continue and try.&lt;br /&gt;However, after brainstorming with Ari Duke,&lt;br /&gt;I now know what I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to an advisor from the Art Institute of Michgan yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I have a virtual tour and interview on Firday at 3 pm.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to attend their Baking and Culinary Program.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not Michigan, but a culinary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother is failing out of Geneseo.&lt;br /&gt;He has some sort of depression or somthing and can't seem to believe in himself.&lt;br /&gt;I told him everyone feels that way and that his lack of trying is because he's lazy. &lt;br /&gt;I'm the same exact way, I know.&lt;br /&gt;And after brainstorming with Doug, we both realized that culinary school&lt;br /&gt;is where we want to be.We could have our own apartament and make some delicious meals.&lt;br /&gt;And eventually, open up our own Bakery/ Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;Ari would be in charge of the coffee and espresso.&lt;br /&gt;I would have the goodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can really see it. &lt;br /&gt;I can really see Doug and I living together.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm finally taking a move on my life,&lt;br /&gt;and it feels god damn great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I can do it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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