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  <updated>2006-03-11T07:27:15Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:funkybruiseter:5313</id>
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    <title>funkybruiseter @ 2006-03-11T00:24:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-11T07:27:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-11T07:27:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wyoming is the shittiest place I have ever laid eyes on. And makes me nostalgic-sick to my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least I have the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am moving to Denver in May. . .it seems these last few years are finally paying off , and my career is going somewhere. ..I hate to sound like an arrogant prick. . . but Jesus, I knew I would be better if I dropped out of school. . and I never cared what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to us</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:funkybruiseter:4883</id>
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    <title>funkybruiseter @ 2006-03-05T21:43:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-06T04:44:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-06T04:44:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">wow. . . ok. . haven't been here in a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nothing's changed, really. . . I'm still in this godforsaken place (actually, even worse than that now, I'm visiting my Mom in Wyoming)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love with people I shouldn;t be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. . maybe I'll post again when things get better. .  .which could be soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:funkybruiseter:4604</id>
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    <title>its been a while</title>
    <published>2005-12-15T05:08:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-15T05:08:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I long for the day when someone asks me how I'm doing and I can so "really well" with absolute confidence and truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sick of my life coming together and then going to shit in an evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am seriosuly going to go through my music. . . the last and important part of ripping my heart away from you . . . and get rid of everything that was ours. I know that's so 8th grade. .to decide to do. . but I'm sick of doig everything half-assed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get back on my medication tomorrow. . . maybe thats all the healing i need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i've figured out now that you aren;t the healing i need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want it. . .reeeeeaaaaallly bad, but i dont think i need it. or am gonna get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is me saying goodbye. . .i think. . not goodnight. not lets not speak. . . .but goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that makes me want to throw up a little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seeing you makes me want to throw up a little to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and other things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbyelove</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:funkybruiseter:3902</id>
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    <title>funkybruiseter @ 2005-11-10T16:33:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-10T23:37:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-10T23:37:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sometimes is never quite enough&lt;br /&gt;Unwind and sit until it stops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think I'm loud and talk too much&lt;br /&gt;Oh no. I hat that you think that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I go again the conversation is out to dry&lt;br /&gt;And after this it won;t be the same no matter how hard I try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could try anything&lt;br /&gt;but, would you come back to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside, I know the fire's warm&lt;br /&gt;But outside, I'm standing alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And soon it starts to snow but I would rather be out here&lt;br /&gt;than inside with you and just pretending that I don't feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn;t feel anything&lt;br /&gt;But will you come out with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say I'm different now&lt;br /&gt;You say live your life for God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And girls are never things you simply place in life and rearrange&lt;br /&gt;Wello, yeah, you're right, and now I know that I am not the only one who's changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am changing everyday&lt;br /&gt;and you are changing everyday&lt;br /&gt;and now, it;s only a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;before you and I decide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it could be nice</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:funkybruiseter:3745</id>
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    <title>aaaack!!!!</title>
    <published>2005-11-03T16:03:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-03T16:03:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's Moving Day!!! Which reminds me of The Secret of Nimh. . . . anyone. . . anyone. . . . ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come visit me in my new apartment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except I can only fit about two people. . . so maybe look at me through the window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But. . . . I will cook a feast for you!!!!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:funkybruiseter:315</id>
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    <title>funkybruiseter @ 2005-09-19T22:24:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-20T04:25:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-20T04:25:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so . . . fuck that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comment to be added. . . &lt;br /&gt;mmmmmhm</content>
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