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  <title>Your love is like a razor blade.. cutting deep inside my skin</title>
  <subtitle>Like the memories of you.. my blood rushes from deep within me</subtitle>
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  <updated>2004-05-13T01:33:04Z</updated>
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    <title>_razor_cuts @ 2004-05-12T21:32:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-13T01:33:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-13T01:33:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i just thought that i had to share this with someone (even though i did technically share it with kasi already.. but i hate technicalities so..)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;this is the best line ever:: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never forgave Brian.. I never had to, he never promised me anything... you did&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>_razor_cuts @ 2004-05-08T13:36:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-08T17:40:28Z</published>
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    <content type="html">yesterday: school was.. well school so basically it sucked. when i came home i passed out for three hours and then my parents woke me up and i went to see Van Helsing.  i was very disappointed but my excuse for Hughe Jackman is that hes hott so he can screw up every once and a while. so then i came home and bitched about the movie fo r alittle bit. then my sisters friends came over and they were headed for south street and they asked if i wanted to go and i had nothing better to do so i went. it was interesting to say the least. i guess it was a relatively good friday.</content>
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    <title>_razor_cuts @ 2004-05-07T13:51:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-07T17:44:41Z</published>
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    <content type="html">In all seriousness.. what the hell is there to do in this town?!</content>
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    <title>_razor_cuts @ 2004-05-05T19:54:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-05T23:56:55Z</published>
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    <content type="html">yea so i died today too for SADD.. people are sick or something.. they most love dead people or something.. not that i have anything against that.. but anyway i was poked, proded, molested, licked and almost kiss.. and i had a variety of unbelievably rude comments come my way.. people just generally suck.. but it was interesting to say the least.. and i must say that being quiet really isnt really hard for me.. i have alot of fun with it because it pisses people off.. i like that</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_razor_cuts:759</id>
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    <title>_razor_cuts @ 2004-04-30T23:50:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-01T04:21:43Z</published>
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    <content type="html">tonight i went to the mall with carrie and kasi.. after i already had a really shitty day.. the day started out really great.. we went to hot topic and bought three posters of hott guys.. and then we had fun with jarett *coughs* garett *coughs* and then we walked around the rest of the mall looking for one of my sisters friends... grr and then we just had to run into the ass from my past.. hmm didnt go over to well with me.. but for the first time in my life i cant remember anything that happened when he was a part of my life and thats a great thing.. well the end of the night kinda balenced everything out.. guys are hott.. yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words of wisdom for the night&lt;br /&gt;   me:: i want you to make him flip us off.. Hot topic guy:: you want me to make him jewish?   &lt;br /&gt;   Sid the sloth:: the went east two hours ago&lt;br /&gt;   Some kid:: melanie fucking markert.. Carrie:: i think i feel a name change coming on.. or maybe thats just the sound of a pistol going off in my pussy</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_razor_cuts:365</id>
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    <title>_razor_cuts @ 2004-04-29T21:44:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-30T01:53:06Z</published>
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    <lj:music>three days grace -  i hate everything about you</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmm well i guess i created this because.. it was something to do.. alright i was trying to do everything in my power to not study for my social studies test.. but anyways so yea.. i guess i have a "real" journal now.. so i guess ill leave you with my emo poem of the day..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; your love is like a razor blade... cutting deep inside my skin ///&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;my heart bloody&amp;nbsp;and broken.. stiched together so it wont fall apart /// like the memories of&amp;nbsp; you.. my blood rushes out of me from deep within ///&amp;nbsp;as im&amp;nbsp;swallowed up by darkness.. you fall away from me /// and as i die.. i know that youre dying too /// we have reached our final destination.. we will share the same death bed... &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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