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    <title>&amp;lt;/3</title>
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    <content type="html">what are you suppose to do when you like someone and you cant tell them........</content>
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    <title>life</title>
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    <content type="html">only gets harder as you get older, 18 is an age at which reality hits you and you realize that your life away from home is starting. i remember the care free days of childhood when the only thing you worried about was what game you were going to play next and where your toys where, not when your college tuitions are due and where your going to apply for a job if the place where you turned your application doesnt call you back. i wish there was a such place as neverland, and im not talking about michael jacksons backyard. i finally realized that life isnt as easy as i thought it was going to be. innocence is ignorance.</content>
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    <title>fresh</title>
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    <content type="html">this page is fresh&lt;br /&gt;just made it about 5 min ago or so&lt;br /&gt;i will spill my feelings on it.....eventually.....not now&lt;br /&gt;im too lazy&lt;br /&gt;going to bed</content>
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