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  <title>a Blessing, at first in Disguise..</title>
  <subtitle>Mackie's Mommy</subtitle>
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    <name>Mackie's Mommy</name>
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  <updated>2006-05-14T18:05:31Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribabe32:203027</id>
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    <title>bribabe32 @ 2006-05-14T14:00:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-14T18:05:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-14T18:05:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Havent written in here forever, dont care if noone reads it. just needed something to vent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is going good, but i cant fight the ghosts of you, you ruined my trust forever, its so hard to trust now, i get sick to my stomach, i know he wont do anything and he loves me, but you.. you made me second guess, even when there is no need. I feel threatend still by all the smallest things, you brought my insecurities out and left them in the open, while i am trying to get rid of them , its still so hard to leave them behind. One day I will be stronger and back to who i once was, but for now my tummy hurts.. I dont want to ever hurt like I did. I want to change and trust and not have the worry that something is going on when its not.. I want to be carefree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to trust someone who totally deserves it!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribabe32:202498</id>
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    <title>Why? Ill never get it</title>
    <published>2006-01-25T23:01:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-25T23:01:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I feel sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did she have to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... WHY!!!!!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribabe32:202274</id>
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    <title>bribabe32 @ 2005-12-23T16:07:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-23T21:08:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-23T21:08:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">still no computer.. i will update soon i miss you all love you and merry christmas!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribabe32:202217</id>
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    <title>bribabe32 @ 2005-12-04T17:07:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-04T22:08:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-04T22:08:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im having withdrawls from computer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life has been nutts ill update as soon as i have a computer that works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribabe32:201853</id>
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    <title>bribabe32 @ 2005-11-24T21:12:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-25T02:13:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-25T02:13:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">holidays arent what they are made out to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you Jenny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could stop the pain from everyone.. this is just too sad and sucky and i dunno what to say without talking for an hour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please God let jenny be safe and happy.. and always stay with us. I love you jenny.. we all do.</content>
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    <title>bribabe32 @ 2005-11-20T14:39:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-20T19:41:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-20T19:43:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>because of you on constant reply</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Tried to sleep, but i got 19754285 calls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then .. adam (repo man) was just here ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam keeps coming slowly, and taking his stuff.. our stuff.. this is hard..&lt;br /&gt;and everytime something leaves, my heartbreaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took our bedroom tv, and his games n stuff.. n his socks.. i dont have any of my own socks i always wear his..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...now my feet will be cold and thats not the only thing:-/</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribabe32:201448</id>
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    <title>bribabe32 @ 2005-11-20T13:35:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-20T18:45:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-20T23:49:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">When it Rains it Pours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is completely crazy. &lt;br /&gt;I dont know anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that the past&lt;br /&gt;2 months have been hell.&lt;br /&gt;But it's getting easier&lt;br /&gt;as the days go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life as I knew it changed&lt;br /&gt;I changed,&lt;br /&gt;you changed.&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts and dreams changed.&lt;br /&gt;How come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know anymore, I just can't feel because im so numb. I don't understand life. I want to be happy, I do. I just don't know anymore i guess what happy is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda sucky everything.. I guess im just depressed.&lt;br /&gt;Im starting to realize alot of things though,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realized that I have awesum friends, and i don't think i can go a day without seeing them! .. well atleast talking to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is crazy.. and so am I .. maybe thats why we're bumping heads right now. I know things are gettnig better.. but just like everything else, they have to get worse before they can get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jenny.. I love you, I cant go a day without thinking about you .. and missing you. I wish you were coming tonight, i want to make diaherrea cookies again for you. I love you lots. And miss you like crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a nap.. **someone has kept me up late a lotta nites in a row.. and i have huge bags under my eyes! **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lotta stuff to write about, alot has happened. Maybe ill right later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo</content>
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    <title>bribabe32 @ 2005-11-18T23:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-19T04:25:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-19T04:25:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">wharrrtever</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribabe32:200880</id>
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    <title>bribabe32 @ 2005-11-17T20:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-18T01:07:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-18T01:07:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i cant breathe and i hate this.. and more than that i hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need to sceram yet noones here to listen. Except you.. but i realize that you dont listen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself and i feel sick and wish . ugh i dunno &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to puke</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribabe32:200655</id>
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    <title>bribabe32 @ 2005-11-15T21:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-16T02:25:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-16T02:25:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Thank you Mike for showin me this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so me now..:-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Something More"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, hard to wake up &lt;br /&gt;Fill my coffee cup, I'm out the door &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the freeway's standing still today &lt;br /&gt;It's gonna make me late, and thats for sure &lt;br /&gt;I'm running out of gas and out of time &lt;br /&gt;Never gonna make it there by nine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be something more &lt;br /&gt;Gotta be more than this &lt;br /&gt;I need a little less hard time &lt;br /&gt;I need a little more bliss &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna take my chances &lt;br /&gt;Taking a chance I might &lt;br /&gt;Find what I'm looking for &lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be something more &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years and there's no doubt &lt;br /&gt;That I'm burnt out, I've had enough &lt;br /&gt;So now boss man, here's my two weeks &lt;br /&gt;I'll make it short and sweet, so listen up &lt;br /&gt;I could work my life away, but why? &lt;br /&gt;I got things to do before die &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some believe in destiny, and some believe in fate &lt;br /&gt;I believe that happiness is something we create &lt;br /&gt;You best believe that I'm not gonna wait &lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's gotta be something more &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get home 7:30 the house is dirty, but it can wait &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, 'cause right now I need some downtime &lt;br /&gt;To drink some red wine and celebrate &lt;br /&gt;Armageddon could be knocking at my door &lt;br /&gt;But I ain't gonna answer that's for sure. &lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be something!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribabe32:200238</id>
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    <title>Kelly Clarkson Because Of You</title>
    <published>2005-11-15T02:01:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-15T02:01:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font face="verdana, times new roman" size="+0"&gt;I will not make the same mistakes that you did&lt;br&gt;I will not let myself&lt;br&gt;Cause my heart so much misery&lt;br&gt;I will not break the way you did,&lt;br&gt;You fell so hard&lt;br&gt;I've learned the hard way&lt;br&gt;To never let it get that far&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because of you&lt;br&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;br&gt;Because of you&lt;br&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;br&gt;Because of you&lt;br&gt;I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me&lt;br&gt;Because of you&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;I am afraid&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;I lose my way&lt;br&gt;And it's not too long before you point it out&lt;br&gt;I cannot cry&lt;br&gt;Because you know that's weakness in your eyes&lt;br&gt;I'm forced to fake&lt;br&gt;A smile, a laugh everyday of my life&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart can't possibly break&lt;br&gt;When it wasn't even whole to start with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because of you&lt;br&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;br&gt;Because of you&lt;br&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;br&gt;Because of you&lt;br&gt;I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me&lt;br&gt;Because of you&lt;br&gt;I am afraid&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I watched you die&lt;br&gt;I heard you cry every night in your sleep&lt;br&gt;I was so young&lt;br&gt;You should have known better than to lean on me&lt;br&gt;You never thought of &lt;font color="#000099"&gt;anyone&lt;/font&gt; else&lt;br&gt;You just saw your pain&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#6600cc" size="4"&gt;And now I cry in the middle of the night&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;For the same damn thing&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because of you&lt;br&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;br&gt;Because of you&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because of you&lt;br&gt;I try my hardest just to forget everything&lt;br&gt;Because of you&lt;br&gt;I don't know how to let anyone else in&lt;br&gt;Because of you&lt;br&gt;I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty&lt;br&gt;Because of you&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#6600cc" size="5"&gt;I am afraid&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="6"&gt;Because of you&lt;br&gt;Because of you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;.. its because of you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>bribabe32 @ 2005-11-12T10:35:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-12T15:36:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-12T15:36:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Happy 21st Dani!!!!&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt; We heart you!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>i love you mackie!</title>
    <published>2005-11-11T19:48:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-11T19:48:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;Happy&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#66ffff"&gt;2nd&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;Birthday&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;my&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;lil&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#6600cc"&gt;baby&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;girlie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff9900"&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc" size="7"&gt;i &amp;lt;3 u lots baby!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>L*i*F*e</title>
    <published>2005-11-10T04:05:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-10T04:12:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aldina is right,  i member worrying more about what i was going to wear to school then what is going on in the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe what i have been thru in the past 5 years.. i was 16... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16-21 and ive had hella expiriences.. and i would only change one.. and thats Jenny leaving us ... everything else made me stronger (*Jenny made me way stronger and helped me see, but i wish she was here still *) .. and now will make me happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know where i would start.. but i know ive learned from these 5 years and im a better person &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not fail.. its just not what i do.(except that stupid life insurance exam.. 3 times.. gosh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is the hardest thing ive done in my whole life .. but damn, im me.. and i can do whatever i put my mind to.. and noone is going to stop me from suceeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say i lost a boyfriend, but kept a friendship. We arent meant to be together, but we;ll always be family, and he'll always hold a place in my heart.. but for now.. friends.. one of my best.. just like before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, life throws sum curve balls, and im not looking to just bunt, i want to hit it over the fence, outta the park and into the stars.... bc i have the best family and friends around ....my support&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and honestly.. what they say what doesnt kill me makes me stronger.. is so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wish that it was easier.. but if it was, what would that make me?&lt;br /&gt;Atleast I have feelings and emotions and atleast i Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch out, 2006 is a new Bri.. fresh start and im gunna grab it n run with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enuff babling n all this gay talk.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically i love yous and thank you for helping me in this shitty time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt; I'm Beautifully Broken &amp;hearts;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love yous&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;*B*&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>bribabe32 @ 2005-11-06T21:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-07T02:50:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-07T02:50:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mackies party turned out awesum, she got so much cool stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. i can't stop smiling ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............  and i love seeing brooke smile again  .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo</content>
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    <title>bribabe32 @ 2005-11-06T00:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-06T05:11:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-06T05:11:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt; &amp;hearts; You m@ke mE SmiLe &amp;hearts; &lt;small&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;... and so do my new undies from VS... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;xoxo&amp;hearts;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>bribabe32 @ 2005-11-05T02:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-05T07:10:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-05T07:10:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">good nite, good conversations... felt good.</content>
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    <title>bribabe32 @ 2005-11-03T21:00:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-04T02:00:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-04T02:00:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;I love you Jenny forever..&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so Much! &lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribabe32:198241</id>
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    <title>bribabe32 @ 2005-11-02T22:30:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-03T03:30:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-03T03:30:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i really think jenny is bringing friends closer..&lt;br /&gt; thank you jenny i love you and misses you!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribabe32:198048</id>
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    <title>are you f'n kidding me</title>
    <published>2005-11-02T03:37:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-02T03:37:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">BabyDina12: oh here is your horoscope&lt;br /&gt;BabyDina12: &lt;br /&gt;Quickie:&lt;br /&gt;It's OK to be wishy-washy sometimes -- don't feel pressured to rush your decision.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribabe32:197853</id>
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    <title>bribabe32 @ 2005-10-31T20:30:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-01T01:37:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-01T01:37:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im so lost and alone, and i dont know if i am doing the right thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if i am wrong and making a big mistake my stomach is in my throat, but how else am i supposed to find out who i am, or if this is right.. i want to know that im making the right descision.. and not being here bc thats all i know or am used to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to be happy.. and being happy may take a while of being hurt, or sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love him with my whole heart , i do, but we dont make eachother happy anymore.. its routine, and im stressed and i am mean and snippy to him.. maybe we're better as close friends... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........ill never stop loving him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to curl up and hide under a rock rite now</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribabe32:197359</id>
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    <title>bribabe32 @ 2005-10-27T20:02:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-28T00:05:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-28T00:05:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just remembered how i made a fool of myself in 8th grade.. and had to deal with it for like years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In science class, my uncle Garry told me to ask my teacher that if earth is covered with 75% water, then why isnt it called Water??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO i did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mr rentz, &lt;b&gt;my friend&lt;/b&gt; wants to know if earth is covered by 75% water, then why is earth called earth n not called water? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took forever for people to forget that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a blonde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you remember that .. LET ME KNOW! lol  ..</content>
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    <title>bribabe32 @ 2005-10-27T07:12:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-27T11:13:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-27T11:13:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Who wants a 16 week old Chocolate lab??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribabe32:196861</id>
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    <title>bribabe32 @ 2005-10-25T21:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-26T01:54:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-26T01:54:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">How come noone will talk about it.. its killing me inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its killing me more knowing brooke is falling apart and i can't help her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want brooke to be better.. she lost her other half and it shows.. i love her so much.. and shes my other half.. and needs to get strong again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please God help us all thru this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny, help us thru this! i love you with my whole heart! and we miss you terribly.&lt;br /&gt;please help brooke... please &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry  i have to get it out.. noone asks me and its eating me.... &lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;we want our lil sister back.. &lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;--theres something i shouldnt say bc noone talks about it.. but i cant hold it in ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And livejournal.. u are a reliever.. thank you!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>my humps!</title>
    <published>2005-10-26T00:51:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-26T00:51:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"My Humps"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you gon’ do with all that junk?&lt;br /&gt;All that junk inside your trunk?&lt;br /&gt;I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,&lt;br /&gt;Get you love drunk off my hump.&lt;br /&gt;My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,&lt;br /&gt;My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps. (Check it out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drive these brothers crazy,&lt;br /&gt;I do it on the daily,&lt;br /&gt;They treat me really nicely,&lt;br /&gt;They buy me all these ice-ys.&lt;br /&gt;Dolce &amp; Gabbana,&lt;br /&gt;Fendi and then Donna&lt;br /&gt;Karan, they be sharin’&lt;br /&gt;All their money got me wearin’&lt;br /&gt;Fly gearrr but I ain’t askin,&lt;br /&gt;They say they love my ass ‘n,&lt;br /&gt;Seven Jeans, True Religion's,&lt;br /&gt;I say no, but they keep givin’&lt;br /&gt;So I keep on takin’&lt;br /&gt;And no I ain’t taken&lt;br /&gt;We can keep on datin’&lt;br /&gt;I keep on demonstrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love, my love, my love, my love&lt;br /&gt;You love my lady lumps,&lt;br /&gt;My hump, my hump, my hump,&lt;br /&gt;My humps they got u,&lt;br /&gt;She’s got me spending.&lt;br /&gt;(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.&lt;br /&gt;She’s got me spendin’.&lt;br /&gt;(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you gon’ do with all that junk?&lt;br /&gt;All that junk inside that trunk?&lt;br /&gt;I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,&lt;br /&gt;Get you love drunk off my hump.&lt;br /&gt;What u gon’ do with all that ass?&lt;br /&gt;All that ass inside them jeans?&lt;br /&gt;I’m a make, make, make, make you scream&lt;br /&gt;Make u scream, make you scream.&lt;br /&gt;Cos of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.&lt;br /&gt;My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady lumps. (Check it out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a girl down at the disco.&lt;br /&gt;She said hey, hey, hey yea let’s go.&lt;br /&gt;I could be your baby, you can be my honey&lt;br /&gt;Lets spend time not money.&lt;br /&gt;I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,&lt;br /&gt;Milky, milky cocoa,&lt;br /&gt;Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say I’m really sexy,&lt;br /&gt;The boys they wanna sex me.&lt;br /&gt;They always standing next to me,&lt;br /&gt;Always dancing next to me,&lt;br /&gt;Tryin’ a feel my hump, hump.&lt;br /&gt;Lookin’ at my lump, lump.&lt;br /&gt;U can look but you can’t touch it,&lt;br /&gt;If u touch it I’ma start some drama,&lt;br /&gt;You don’t want no drama,&lt;br /&gt;No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama&lt;br /&gt;So don’t pull on my hand boy,&lt;br /&gt;You ain’t my man, boy,&lt;br /&gt;I’m just tryn’a dance boy,&lt;br /&gt;And move my hump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,&lt;br /&gt;My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.&lt;br /&gt;My lovely lady lumps [x3]&lt;br /&gt;In the back and in the front.&lt;br /&gt;My lovin’ got u,&lt;br /&gt;She’s got me spendin’.&lt;br /&gt;(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.&lt;br /&gt;She’s got me spendin’.&lt;br /&gt;(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you gon’ do with all that junk?&lt;br /&gt;All that junk inside that trunk?&lt;br /&gt;I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,&lt;br /&gt;Get you love drunk off my hump.&lt;br /&gt;What you gon’ do with all that ass?&lt;br /&gt;All that ass inside them jeans?&lt;br /&gt;I’ma make, make, make, make you scream&lt;br /&gt;Make you scream, make you scream.&lt;br /&gt;What you gon do with all that junk?&lt;br /&gt;All that junk inside that trunk?&lt;br /&gt;I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,&lt;br /&gt;Get you love drunk off this hump.&lt;br /&gt;What you gon’ do wit all that breast?&lt;br /&gt;All that breast inside that shirt?&lt;br /&gt;I’ma make, make, make, make you work&lt;br /&gt;Make you work, work, make you work.&lt;br /&gt;She’s got me spendin’.&lt;br /&gt;Spendin all your money on me and spendin’ time on me&lt;br /&gt;She’s got me spendin’.&lt;br /&gt;Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.</content>
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