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  <title>You didn't slip through my fingers...</title>
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  <updated>2005-01-30T23:59:32Z</updated>
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    <title>ill stop stabbing when you stop screaming.</title>
    <published>2005-01-30T23:59:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-30T23:59:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Expired In Goreville</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well ladies and gentlemen i have returned with a new journal and its a new year. the journal looks kinda sketchy becuz you cant see all the lyrics, but whatever, thanks justin for helpin me with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this new year has brought new things, and though i love the new things, theres one thing that is still with me and has been with me for almost 2 years. i know this may sound crazy to some of you, but i still have strong feelings for her, even after everything we've been through, i cannot stop thinking about her.  we're going to a pistons game on valentines day, should be sweet, as long as she doesnt get grounded! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i missed a hell of a show on friday night, and its dissapointing to hear how it was so awesome and rocked so much and i wasnt there, kinda sucks, but i was my dads birthday and i cant skip that.  i would've reallly reallly liked to have seen chiodos and a second too late and a sundial and the weakend and only in movies, but ya stuff happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new classes aren't too bad, have a project that is due tmorrow already, better get on that one. but anyways, im hoping that i get to spend some time with her this week/weekend.  i hate the fact that our swim team sucks and we lose every meet, and i especially hate the bus rides home from meets becuz we know we lost and it just sucks, hopefully we can win at LEAST one meet. that would kick ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss justin, i miss alex, i miss keith, i miss jessie, and i miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well project time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIBBY</content>
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