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  <title>Sucked into the whole of Kai</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2006 17:33:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Valentines Day!!!!!!!</title>
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  <description>Happy Valentines Day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is going to be nice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last valentine&apos;s day was the first time me and Jason ever made love.  We waited 3 months to do it, and it was such an awesome and romantic night.  So I wonder what were doing tonight.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has something planned, but he won&apos;t tell me what it is.  I&apos;m excited....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a wonderful Valentine&apos;s Day, and even if your not spending it with someone special, that doesn&apos;t mean you never will.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LaTeR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b360/BabyGurl003/IMG_1102.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b360/BabyGurl003/valentinesday.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Dru Hill: I love you</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2006 22:27:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So it&apos;s been a while....not much to say.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m happy, and in good spirits.  &lt;br /&gt;I had two job interview this week, and they went well.  &lt;br /&gt;Now that I live in Manchester, it&apos;s not as easy finding a job as it was in Boston.  Yet the interviews went well, so hopefull i&apos;ll have a job next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is rough, but isn&apos;t it always....i&apos;m just feel better knowing I have him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b360/BabyGurl003/100_1433.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b360/BabyGurl003/100_1430.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b360/BabyGurl003/100_1418.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b360/BabyGurl003/100_1417.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Nov 2005 19:07:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Anniversary</title>
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  <description>So today is me and Jason&apos;s 1 year anniversary....he&apos;s comming up to see me tomorow, and were going to spend the whole weekend....umm...hanging out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why am I not more excited???  Why am I not happy?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it&apos;s because i&apos;m stressed.  I wish I wasn&apos;t right now...horrible timing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him though.  I&apos;m going to try to be happy this weekend.  I don&apos;t want to spoil things.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish my head was clear.  I wish I didn&apos;t worry so much.  I wish I could just be happy all the time.  Maybe i&apos;ll get on some anti-depressants.  Then i&apos;ll be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY ANNIVERSARY JASON</description>
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  <lj:music>Jay-Z &amp; Linkin Park: Collision Course</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Nov 2005 01:11:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Is it possible to be aware of your faults...but not accepting?  Not willing to change?  Not willing to step outside of yourself and realize that your wrong???  Or that you have a problem?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it&apos;s just me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m leaving soon. Leaving the place i&apos;ve called home for over a year.  &lt;br /&gt;Leaving my whole life behind, to start a new life with the man I love.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the right thing to do?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet life is about chances.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About taking risks, and listening to your heart.  Sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Jason</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Oct 2005 14:45:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Words</title>
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  <description>Marrow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The inmost, choicest, or essential part; the pith. &lt;br /&gt;2. Strength or vigor; vitality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debauchery:&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;   a. Extreme indulgence in sensual pleasures; dissipation. &lt;br /&gt;   b. debaucheries Orgies. &lt;br /&gt;2Archaic. Seduction from morality, allegiance, or duty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morality:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The quality of being in accord with standards of right or good conduct. &lt;br /&gt;2. A system of ideas of right and wrong conduct: religious morality; Christian morality. &lt;br /&gt;3. Virtuous conduct. &lt;br /&gt;4. A rule or lesson in moral conduct.</description>
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  <lj:music>Chevelle: Closure</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Oct 2005 15:41:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Crazy, crazy, and crazy some more...</title>
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  <description>I dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i&apos;m so sick of people....one person in particular, and you know who you are.  I&apos;m saying this because I know your going to read this at some point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sick of the IMMATURE games, i&apos;m sick of the fighting, i&apos;m sick of the emo moments and everything else.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT&apos;S ALL YOUR FAULT....IT&apos;S ALWAYS YOUR FAULT...I HATE YOU SO MUCH RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to go home...</description>
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  <lj:music>Dashboard Confessional: Rapid Hope Loss</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 22 Oct 2005 20:42:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>One more...</title>
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  <description>Today is just another day of misery.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being so emo, but there isn&apos;t shit to be happy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to crawl into a hole somewhere and die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s my purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I here?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be shit on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be jerked around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be treated like no one on earth deserves to be treated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t even know anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so sick of people that i&apos;m nautious.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts too...like a dull, rolling pain all over my body...Like waves of agony and dispair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish someone understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have now is me...</description>
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  <lj:music>Not in the modd for music...</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Oct 2005 20:08:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>So sick...</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m so sick of dumb people.  Just because you can use big words, and you might even be a little bit articulate...doesn&apos;t mean your not stupid.  Just because you got your GED, and you want to go to college, (shit you may even be in college)...doesn&apos;t mean your not stupid.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not saying i&apos;m the smartest person in the world...but damn.  I&apos;m so sick of stupid people.  I make mistakes, and I fuck up, but being...or at least acting like a mentally challenged person is just annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there any half way intellegent people out there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend...one of the only people who&apos;s IQ isn&apos;t less than his shoe size...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m still in love.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Oct 2005 19:31:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Lost in translation...</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m going crazy again.  I&apos;m so lost in my life, in this maze, and I can&apos;t see the light at the end of the tunnel.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How emo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m trying to deal with the day to day, but each morning I wake up seems more and more impossible.  Again...I feel so lost and alone.  The other night, I watch Donnie Darko with some of my friends, and I realized something.  I&apos;m the only person who thinks like me.  I know your first instict is to say duh, but hear me out.  I have a train of thought, and NO ONE can see my point of view....even the people that claim to get me.  I have all these feelings, and thoughts and emotions....but i&apos;m scared to tell anyone, because everyone looks at me like i&apos;m crazy...or they tell me i&apos;m wrong, and I feel stupid...I dunno.  I guess i&apos;ll just be alone in my head for the rest of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s better than the voices right???  Just kidding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new favorite song...although it&apos;s not new, I just found it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m a bad girlfriend and friend sometimes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;CROSSFADE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at me I see&lt;br /&gt;That I never really got it right&lt;br /&gt;I never stopped to think of you&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m always wrapped up in&lt;br /&gt;Things I cannnot win&lt;br /&gt;You are the antidote that gets me by&lt;br /&gt;Something strong&lt;br /&gt;Like a drug that gets me high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really meant to say&lt;br /&gt;Is I&apos;m sorry for the way I am&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to be so cold to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m sorry about all the lies&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in a different light&lt;br /&gt;You could see me stand on my own again&lt;br /&gt;Cause now i can see&lt;br /&gt;You were the antidote that got me by&lt;br /&gt;Something strong like a drug that got me high&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to be so cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really wanted you to see&lt;br /&gt;The screwed up side of me that I keep&lt;br /&gt;Locked inside of me so deep&lt;br /&gt;It always seems to get to me&lt;br /&gt;I never really wanted you to go&lt;br /&gt;So many things you should have known&lt;br /&gt;I guess for me theres just no hope&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to be so cold&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Crossfade:Cold</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 14 Oct 2005 03:09:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>So many thoughts...</title>
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  <description>So i&apos;m sitting in the gameroom, all alone, listening to Justin Timberlake...(Yes Jason I know) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many thoughts are flowing through my mind right now it&apos;s giving me a headache. I feel like every emotion, that everone around me is feeling, is flowing through my veins.  Along with my own as well.  I don&apos;t even know what to do anymore.  I want to scream, cry, hit something (or someone), and run away all at the same time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now i&apos;m dealing with school work, which includes my Level B in Computer Tech, my High School Diploma project, and my EAP portfolio.  I&apos;m also dealing with running the gameroom and being trasurer of the SGA.  I&apos;m trying to figure out what i&apos;m going to do when I get out of here, including work, a place to live, and school.  I trying to cope with being away from my family, and the love of my life. All the important people in my life are a million miles away and it&apos;s killing me.  I feel so alone right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said before...the problems and emotions of everyone around me are seeping into my pores...Shakia is pregnant, and i&apos;m trying to help her deal with that, but her depression is rubbing off on me.  Plus I want to help her in any and every way that I can, and that&apos;s quite draining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh and Jason are fighting, and i&apos;m right smack in the middle.  It&apos;s such a hard place to be, and it kinda makes me wanna kill myself.  It makes me feel like I have to choose, and I don&apos;t want to ever have to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is Drew...he&apos;s so emotionally screwed right now, and I don&apos;t know how to help him.  He hurts himself, and I can&apos;t talk to him because I don&apos;t want to make things worse.  I watched him rip a closed safety pin out of his arm yesterday, and it hurt so bad to see him like that.  I would feel so responsible and guilty if he killed himself, and I knew about how he was and just did nothing....but I don&apos;t want them to send him away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s more but I have to go to sleep now....untill tomorow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least he still loves me...That keeps me going everyday.  Gives me a reason to get up in the morning...  I love you Jason</description>
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  <lj:music>Justin Timberlake: Justified</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2005 14:39:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Love...</title>
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  <description>Love   (Noun) &lt;br /&gt;1&amp;gt;A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness. &lt;br /&gt;2&amp;gt;A feeling of intense desire and attraction toward a person with whom one is disposed to make a pair; the emotion of sex and romance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&amp;gt;Sexual passion. &lt;br /&gt;4&amp;gt;Sexual intercourse. &lt;br /&gt;5&amp;gt;A love affair. &lt;br /&gt;6&amp;gt;An intense emotional attachment, as for a pet or treasured object. &lt;br /&gt;7&amp;gt;A person who is the object of deep or intense affection or attraction; beloved. Often used as a term of endearment. &lt;br /&gt;8&amp;gt;An expression of one&apos;s affection: Send him my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love...sometimes I feel like it&apos;s just a word.  A word that people attach to a feeling or emotion.  You love a child, or a pet, or a significant other.  A mother, a friend, or a tangible object that someone you love gave to you.  But what is love truly?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who sets the definition on love?  Webster?  You?  Me? And the diffrence between Love and In-Love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is how I feel.  I attach a word to it, because I have to in order to make it &quot;real&quot; in the eyes of thoes around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that everytime I see him, or speak to him, I get butterflies in my stomach.  I know that I cry because I miss him so much.  I know that I don&apos;t see my life without him.  I would drop everything, if I had to, for him.  He completes me, and is helping me to become the woman I am meant to be.  His laughter and smile brighten up my day.  I want to marry him, have his children, and grow old with him....and only him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am with him, everything else around us dissapears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v221/Tokenut/IMG_0388.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how I feel...and if love is the word to describe it, then I am in love.  I am more in love than anyone could ever be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason Paul Pierson...I love you</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2005 18:08:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Love, Love, Love</title>
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  <description>So this weekend I went to a keg party, and when I came back I had a shit load of e-mails from Jason.  I guess he missed me.  I left out all the angry e-mails he sent in between the sweet ones.  I think he missed me more this weekend, than he ever has before.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s amazing how far we&apos;ve come in our relationship.  We used to be so apathetic twards each other, and I sometimes felt like we were only togehter because we didn&apos;t want to be alone.  Now I know we are in love, and it&apos;s for real.  I finally found the one I was meant to be with, the one who completes me.  I wish on stars everyday that this will work, and I hope he does too.  Maybe wishes do come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the cute e-mails he sent me this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY OCTOBER 1ST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never told you that you are the first thing that I think of when I wake up&lt;br /&gt;And I think about you every day&lt;br /&gt;And when I look at your pictures, It make me want to cry&lt;br /&gt;Because you are so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you more than anything …god damnit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY OCTOBER 2ND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry I went crazy this weekend…. I was going to send you a bunch of cute emails and I went nuts when I saw  that myspace stuff. I know the last thing you want is me flipping out on you again. I just want you to know that you are the only one I want in my life…. I know for a fact that I would die if you left me… I cant even get ahold of you and IM miserable already…. I want to talk to you so bad it hurts but I cant find you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so god damn much&lt;br /&gt;Baby don’t be mad at me&lt;br /&gt;I cant unsend emails but I would if I could.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had a good weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY OCTOBER 3RD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby… your so awesome! I CANT WAIT TILL WE CAN BE TOGETHER EVERY DAY DAMNIT’&lt;br /&gt;Im trying to stop being such a douche. You deserve better than me yelling all the time. SO IM TRYING TO STOP&lt;br /&gt;Because I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK HE LOVES ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a200/AchingHeart/100_13021.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untitled&lt;br /&gt;From Kai to Jason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m happier than i&apos;ve ever been before,&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry for all the mistakes and open sores,&lt;br /&gt;I used to feel that this wasn&apos;t going to last,&lt;br /&gt;Things seemed bleek right from our past,&lt;br /&gt;I didn&apos;t want to leave, but what else could I do?&lt;br /&gt;and at times I know you felt it too&lt;br /&gt;now things are awesome, and I know it&apos;s forever,&lt;br /&gt;since I walk around rockin&apos; your south pole sweater,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing could make me leave you now, no way&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much more every single day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby boy....forever</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 Sep 2005 18:12:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Confusion...</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m not ever sure what to do anymore.  The thoughts in my head area all screwed up, and I can&apos;t put things together.  I keep having the feeling that I might just have another nervous breakdown, like the one I had back in October 04&apos;.  I just want to be happy.  That&apos;s it?  Is that too much to ask?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be home and happy with Jason.  Am I sure that will make me happy though?  Or will he do to me what he did to Mel?  I&apos;m scared.  He tells me i&apos;m the last good thing in his life, and he wants to spend the rest of his life with me, but how can I be sure it&apos;s for real this time?  I kind of get the idea that he said the same to her.  I don&apos;t want to be &quot;her&quot;.  I don&apos;t want to be the girl who changes her whole life around for a guy who just ends up leaving her out in the cold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows...maybe i&apos;m just scared of being happy.  Scared of being in a commited relationship.  Scared that he is actully the one for me, and I don&apos;t have to search anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you &lt;br /&gt;Jason Paul Pierson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than life itself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don&apos;t hurt me, cuz i&apos;m so happy with you right now, it would kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Jason on September 24, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a200/AchingHeart/MeJP.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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