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  <title>Here I am, if you care!</title>
  <subtitle>but you proably dont. . .</subtitle>
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    <name>endofapath</name>
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  <updated>2006-02-06T03:58:47Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:endofapath:74318</id>
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    <title>*twilight zone music*</title>
    <published>2006-02-06T03:56:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-06T03:58:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You Have Now Enterd The Twilight Zone, Where normal things dont happen very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me? well. . . does it matter? I wish, you know, I wish I matterd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ok. . . I was about to do something stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it, just I, you know. . . was different. because you are so awsome, awsomer then you give yourself credit for. and. . . I thought. . . or wasnt thinking. . . that maybe, just maybe. things would be different, you know. . . yah. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry. . .i'm proably making a big deal about it, its ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If The Anwser is no&lt;br /&gt;Can I change your mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:endofapath:74039</id>
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    <title>This Is For You</title>
    <published>2006-02-05T05:04:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-05T05:04:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">:-D</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:endofapath:73864</id>
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    <title>stupid bingo</title>
    <published>2006-02-05T04:49:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-05T04:49:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This was today, will remain today. . . and will for every be today. If you walk outside you might get sunburnd. If you run too fast you might cough like a old man. No cutting corners, i'm going for the top of the steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the clouds coverd up Orion, and your not there. not here. somewhere else. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. . . if you stop to think about it. . . it hurts. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in a nice mood! bet that makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:endofapath:73598</id>
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    <title>Understand?</title>
    <published>2006-02-04T07:39:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-04T07:39:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">:D :) :/ :( :[ &amp;gt;:[ :{ :,(. . .:D</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:endofapath:73420</id>
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    <title>She Kept it</title>
    <published>2006-02-04T05:09:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-04T05:09:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/4/4d/Orion_3008_huge.jpg/400px-Orion_3008_huge.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:endofapath:72722</id>
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    <title>WEEE. . . .</title>
    <published>2006-02-03T04:39:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-03T04:39:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I havent smiled this much in a long time. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its febuary. . . cant you tell?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:endofapath:71902</id>
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    <title>Damn. . . no warning</title>
    <published>2006-01-31T13:42:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-31T13:42:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Killers Ofcourse</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I woke up this morning, and I thought of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how ironic, because it was the last thing I thought of before I went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wont end well, I already screwed it up</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:endofapath:71241</id>
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    <title>hehehehehe for reasons I cant explane</title>
    <published>2006-01-30T04:37:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-30T04:37:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I feel emo. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. . .</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:endofapath:70158</id>
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    <title>two complealy different things</title>
    <published>2006-01-28T07:22:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-28T07:22:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">sweet dreams .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for the other random thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you just made her day mr. harris"&lt;br /&gt;"i'm glad, she has made many of my days"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that quote made me feel like I'm not working hard enough for him</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:endofapath:69649</id>
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    <title>whatever</title>
    <published>2006-01-28T00:44:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-28T00:44:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I feel crushed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you saw the blank look on my face today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ment. . . to smile. . . at you. . . but. . . I couldn't, and I looked at you with the blank stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you didnt enjoy in</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:endofapath:68455</id>
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    <title>endofapath @ 2006-01-23T22:03:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-24T05:03:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-24T05:03:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">thank you so much</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:endofapath:68088</id>
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    <title>Arg. . .</title>
    <published>2006-01-22T04:04:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-22T04:04:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fight Club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now how do I explane this in 4 mesures?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:endofapath:67812</id>
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    <title>something I memorized about a year ago</title>
    <published>2006-01-22T02:20:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-22T02:20:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.&lt;br /&gt;You all do know this mantle: I remeber&lt;br /&gt;The frist time ever Caesar put it on;&lt;br /&gt;'T was on a summer's evening, in his tent,&lt;br /&gt;That day he overcame the Nervii:&lt;br /&gt;Look, in this place ran Cassuis' dagger Through:&lt;br /&gt;See what a rent the envious Casca made:&lt;br /&gt;Through this the well-beloved Brutus stabb'd;&lt;br /&gt;And as he pluck'd his cursed steel away,&lt;br /&gt;Mark how the blood of Caesar follow'd it,&lt;br /&gt;As rushing out of doors, to be resolved&lt;br /&gt;If Brutus so unkindly knock'd, or no:&lt;br /&gt;For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angle:&lt;br /&gt;Judge, O you gods, how dearly Caesar loved him!&lt;br /&gt;This was the most unkindest cut of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change the names and it still hurts as bad</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:endofapath:67406</id>
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    <title>yep. . . thats about it</title>
    <published>2006-01-22T01:57:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-22T01:57:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="3" bgcolor="white"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="ColorQuiz.com" src="http://www.colorquiz.com/images/colorquizlogosmall2.gif" width="120" height="32"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;I took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test!&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Wants to make a favorable impression and be recogn..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com/cgi-bin/results.cgi?do=print_blog&amp;amp;picked1=1,2,0,7,5,3,4,6&amp;amp;picked2=2,1,7,0,5,4,6,3&amp;amp;sex=Male&amp;amp;blog_name=I"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to read the rest of the results.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:endofapath:66906</id>
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    <title>breath</title>
    <published>2006-01-21T06:57:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-21T06:57:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">its to much I have to admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this are different than, well. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fakin a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo stands for Emotional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna get all Emotional righ now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed my Ipod yesterday, it was the only way to stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CFoD, the pills are easyer to swallow when you have water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thristy for something.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:endofapath:66520</id>
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    <title>its. . .</title>
    <published>2006-01-19T04:37:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-19T04:37:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wow. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like beeing stabed with a knife, them twisting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Painfully amazing</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:endofapath:66103</id>
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    <title>I love color quiz</title>
    <published>2006-01-18T04:47:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-18T04:47:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="3" bgcolor="white"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="ColorQuiz.com" src="http://www.colorquiz.com/images/colorquizlogosmall2.gif" width="120" height="32"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;I took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test!&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Needs a peaceful environment. Wants release from s..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com/cgi-bin/results.cgi?do=print_blog&amp;amp;picked1=2,1,0,3,5,6,7,4,3&amp;amp;picked2=1,2,0,7,6,5,3,4,2&amp;amp;sex=Male&amp;amp;blog_name=I"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to read the rest of the results.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:endofapath:64608</id>
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    <title>what do you do?</title>
    <published>2006-01-15T23:11:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-15T23:11:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">what do you do when nothing makes sence, and you wish that things could go your way for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You run. . . You run. . . walk. . . Run. . . Run. . . "lead" other people in running, feel like a jackass cause you went to fast. go home, sleep, wake up. . . and feel a cripling pain in your legs that makes you unable to walk. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you go outside and walk alot. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on running later today</content>
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    <title>Oo just SO dandy</title>
    <published>2006-01-15T04:43:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-15T04:43:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tell no one eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit</content>
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    <title>A nice smile</title>
    <published>2006-01-13T03:27:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-13T03:27:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">How do I say thank you, or is thank you enough for you, and for what am i thanking you for you, and why do I feel so compelled to thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I relized sometime today how much everone ment to me, ever single person</content>
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    <title>Thanks</title>
    <published>2006-01-12T05:05:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-12T05:07:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be a two-way road, but I atleast have to travle on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;axe to the english laguage</content>
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    <title>well ok!</title>
    <published>2006-01-10T04:05:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-10T04:05:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">mildly flustered. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave an anonymous post saying everything you wanted to tell me, but never had the courage, the heart, or the nerve to tell me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vent all your emotion, good or bad, in that anonymous post.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:endofapath:61393</id>
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    <title>crap. . .?</title>
    <published>2006-01-09T03:30:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-09T03:30:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Believe me, Natalie&lt;br /&gt;Listen Natalie&lt;br /&gt;This is your last chance to find&lt;br /&gt;A go-go dance to disco now&lt;br /&gt;Please believe me, Natalie&lt;br /&gt;Listen Natalie&lt;br /&gt;This is your last chance to find&lt;br /&gt;A go-go dance to disco now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget what they said in Soho&lt;br /&gt;Leave the oh-no's out&lt;br /&gt;And believe me, Natalie&lt;br /&gt;Listen Natalie&lt;br /&gt;This is your last chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an old cliche&lt;br /&gt;Under your Monet, baby&lt;br /&gt;Remember the arch of roses&lt;br /&gt;Right above your couch&lt;br /&gt;Forget what they said in Soho&lt;br /&gt;Leave the oh-no's out&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there is an old cliche&lt;br /&gt;Under your Monet, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left the station now to the floor&lt;br /&gt;With speculation, what was it for?&lt;br /&gt;In that old hallway&lt;br /&gt;Moses, why don't you say&lt;br /&gt;You've been away for a long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, Natalie&lt;br /&gt;This is your last chance&lt;br /&gt;To find a go-go&lt;br /&gt;Forget what they said in Soho&lt;br /&gt;And walk away&lt;br /&gt;If my dreams for us can't get you through&lt;br /&gt;Just one more day&lt;br /&gt;It's alright by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help me somehow&lt;br /&gt;There's no time for survival left&lt;br /&gt;The time is now...&lt;br /&gt;Cause this might be your last chance&lt;br /&gt;To disco, oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wonderd what would be said when you died? who would come out of the woodwork to visit you when your gone? its not a sick thought, its just a thought. I never said I wanted to die, just wanted to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remeber thinking how people would say things I never said and smile about stories I hated. I remeber thinking in that moment how I wanted to make a impact on someones life. My life would be compleat if I showed someone where to go, how to be happy, how to be proud, how to have something to give their hearts too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomarrow might be too late, you might not have tommarrow, tomarrow might never come, tomarrow never comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this might be your last chance to disco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"life is a wisp in the span of time, quick to appear, quick to leave, barly visable, but you can become visable if you really wanted too"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop being so damn gloomy all the time, things will work out.*points to myself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I took my own advice I would be better off</content>
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    <title>endofapath @ 2006-01-08T14:14:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-08T21:14:29Z</published>
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    <content type="html">That was way weird, for some reason my "Snow" userpic was deleated and replaced with a picture of trumpet kaite. . . that was way freaky</content>
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    <title>blah blah blah blah</title>
    <published>2006-01-08T02:55:08Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I wrote everything down, but it was stupid and it was pontless and it was me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Censored]ing hell. Why cant I understand anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel stuck in a perpetural game of packman with myself.</content>
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