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  <title>Catch my falling star</title>
  <subtitle>Before its to late</subtitle>
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  <updated>2004-05-10T19:14:34Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dreadful_fairy:19934</id>
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    <title>Blah blah blah</title>
    <published>2004-05-10T19:14:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-10T19:14:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Man i've felt sad. I really want to go back out with Don and stuff...:-p But i'm scared i'm going to lose him or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...Today Bed failed his test for throwing a piece of paper at me and stealing my shoes. haha...FUCKING DORK. &amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved my bed back upstairs..Just incase Ronnie ends up staying here. :-) ummm..I cleaned my room too...SCORE!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways..I'm gunna go try to get Lisa's # to find out whats up for formal night.</content>
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    <title>closure has come to me myself..you will never belong to me</title>
    <published>2004-05-09T19:47:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-09T19:47:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Chevelle...closure</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="times" new="new" roman="roman"&gt;RAVENTOOTH&lt;br&gt;Adopted by ???&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bloodmoonstudios.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bloodmoonstudios.com/pics/adoptwereblack.gif" border="0" alt="Adopt a werewolf at BloodMoon Studios"&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="times" new="new" roman="roman"&gt;&lt;br&gt;BMS Adopt-A-Werewolf&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://palominomule.deviantart.com"&gt;&lt;font face="times new roman"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Art © Julia Grace Rogers&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dreadful_fairy:17934</id>
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    <title>dreadful_fairy @ 2004-05-07T15:40:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-07T19:42:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-07T19:42:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So today I come home to some great news...Katie asked Don out. He didn't say yes, He didn't say no and he didn't say maybe. Then I cryed because this is really fucking gay. But Don said not to be upset because he didn't say anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put eye liner on Ben today. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noone fucking understands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather..your journal is awesome.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dreadful_fairy:16918</id>
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    <title>dreadful_fairy @ 2004-05-06T15:12:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-06T19:23:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-06T19:23:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sic Transit Gloria...Brand New</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wow. Today I was extremely tired and just pissed off because for some reason I thought about EVERYTHING thats happened recently. (The last 2-3 months.) But anyways...Today lunch was just really good. Dana showed me cute pictures of her and Shane. Im happy for them two&amp;lt;3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in first hour Dave and Dan came and sat by me. We talked and this black kid was singing these raps that were funny as hell and made us laugh. He said Dave, Dan and I had style. But did I mention I was wearing Dons pants?..So I guess Dons the one with the Style.:-p (But we all knew that.) muhahaha. I miss Don.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the bus Dave sat by and there were like 30423084 seats empty. I was like are you feeling ok today? He was just being really nice to me. *knocks on wood* I guess that all the boys are going to the formal so its going to rock. Dave, Dan, Ed, and Kyle were all dressed up in suits today for no reason. It was great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now im going to go call Don..Then I have to make a mix for the talent show tryouts tomorrow. *fun junk* Then I have some social Studies and science homework. Then I have to wash my clothes and shower. So i'm busy...:-( But the awesome part is....I GET TO TALK TO DON! =D</content>
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    <title>dreadful_fairy @ 2004-05-05T13:01:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-05T17:02:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-05T17:02:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Taste of Ink...The Used</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Is it worth it can you even hear me&lt;br /&gt;Standing with your spotlight on me&lt;br /&gt;Not enough to feed the hungry&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired and I felt it for awhile now&lt;br /&gt;In this sea of lonely&lt;br /&gt;The taste of ink is getting old&lt;br /&gt;It's four o' clock in the fucking morning&lt;br /&gt;Each day gets more and more like the last day&lt;br /&gt;Still I can see it coming&lt;br /&gt;While I'm standing in the river drowning&lt;br /&gt;This could be my chance to break out&lt;br /&gt;This could be my chance to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;At last it's finally over&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't take this town much longer&lt;br /&gt;Being half dead wasn't what I planned to be&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm ready to be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am it's in my hands&lt;br /&gt;And I'll savor every moment of this&lt;br /&gt;So here I am alive at last&lt;br /&gt;And I'll savor every moment of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And won't you think I'm pretty&lt;br /&gt;When I'm standing top the bright lit city&lt;br /&gt;And I'll take your hand and pick you up&lt;br /&gt;And keep you there to so you can see&lt;br /&gt;As long as you're alive and care&lt;br /&gt;I promise I will take you there&lt;br /&gt;And we'll drink and dance the night away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as you're alive&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;I promise I will take you there</content>
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    <title>dreadful_fairy @ 2004-05-05T12:16:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-05T16:23:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-05T16:23:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Missy Elliott...Pass that Dutch</lj:music>
    <content type="html">+OPINIONS+&lt;br /&gt;Am I cute?:&lt;br /&gt;Am I hot?:&lt;br /&gt;Am I sweet?:&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy?:&lt;br /&gt;Am I loveable?:&lt;br /&gt;Am I funny?:&lt;br /&gt;Am I annoying?:&lt;br /&gt;Am I daring?:&lt;br /&gt;Am I a good person?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+WOULD YOU+&lt;br /&gt;Hug me?:&lt;br /&gt;Touch my boob/penis?:&lt;br /&gt;Miss me if I was gone?:&lt;br /&gt;Listen to my problems?:&lt;br /&gt;Hug me if i cried?:&lt;br /&gt;Be a good friend?:&lt;br /&gt;Sex me?:&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me ((Really))?:&lt;br /&gt;Marry me if u could?:&lt;br /&gt;get rid of me if you had the chance?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+HOW WELL DO YOU KNOW ME?+&lt;br /&gt;When's my birthday?:&lt;br /&gt;How old am I?:&lt;br /&gt;What school do I go to?:&lt;br /&gt;Do i have any siblings ~&amp;gt; names?? :&lt;br /&gt;Favorite song/songs?:&lt;br /&gt;Favorite music group?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+IF YOU COULD+&lt;br /&gt;Hook me up with someone who would it be and why?:&lt;br /&gt;Do one thing with me what would it be and why?:&lt;br /&gt;Drop me one piece of advice, what would it be?:&lt;br /&gt;go anywhere with me, where would it be?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+JUST A FEW QUESTIONS+&lt;br /&gt;What do you love about me?:&lt;br /&gt;What do you hate about me?(honestly):&lt;br /&gt;What is my best quality?:&lt;br /&gt;If you could change one thing about me what would&lt;br /&gt;it be?:&lt;br /&gt;What is your honest opinion of me?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Do You Remember+&lt;br /&gt;Where we met?:&lt;br /&gt;How we met?:&lt;br /&gt;When we met?:&lt;br /&gt;How long have i known you?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well last night Don spent the night&amp;lt;3 Him and Candace broke up and stuff. I didn't go to dance....But i'm going tonight. I can't wait to dance my ass off with Steph. WOO HOO! HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY DANA ZEA! One day late. Oh wells. Gosh...So now im talking to Nick on the phone. Fun stuff. Well i'll update later.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dreadful_fairy:16199</id>
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    <title>dreadful_fairy @ 2004-05-03T23:50:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-04T03:58:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-04T19:13:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Blink182 - I miss you.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there, the angel from my nightmare&lt;br /&gt;The shadow in the background of the morgue&lt;br /&gt;The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley&lt;br /&gt;We can live like Jack and Sally if we want&lt;br /&gt;Where you can always find me&lt;br /&gt;We'll have Halloween on Christmas&lt;br /&gt;And in the night we'll wish this never ends&lt;br /&gt;We'll wish this never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you I miss you)&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you I miss you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you and I'm so sorry&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight&lt;br /&gt;I need somebody and always&lt;br /&gt;This sick strange darkness&lt;br /&gt;Comes creeping on so haunting every time&lt;br /&gt;And as I stared I counted&lt;br /&gt;Webs from all the spiders&lt;br /&gt;Catching things and eating their insides&lt;br /&gt;Like indecision to call you&lt;br /&gt;and hear your voice of treason&lt;br /&gt;Will you come home and stop this pain tonight&lt;br /&gt;Stop this pain tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on me you're already&lt;br /&gt;The voice inside my head (miss you miss you)&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on me you're already&lt;br /&gt;The voice inside my head (miss you miss you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on me you're already&lt;br /&gt;The voice inside my head (I miss you miss you)&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on me you're already&lt;br /&gt;The voice inside my head (I miss you miss you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went over Don's with Nick. Nick was wearing my pants and the dog ripped them..not only that there corteroy *spelling* so they will be hard to sow.(I don't think you can but w.e) So now im down to 2 pairs of pants that I actually like to wear and im sorta pissed because thoughs were my newest pants. Everyone should go see saving tomorrow on july 10th...if you want to know more about it talk to Don because he is selling the tickets and stuff. Yes he is the drummer for saving tomorrow. WOO HOO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talent show tryout's for our school is thursday..but you know what I don't know if im gunna be in it. Everyones busy and im not and stuff. So I don't know...Nikki and I really want to though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my new journal layout thanks to Nikki! Shes is so awesome. I love that girl!...Well i'm goint to go to bed. I shall update tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whats up with Don and Kandace? But its sorta depressing.</content>
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    <title>dreadful_fairy @ 2004-05-03T00:22:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-03T04:22:56Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-03T04:22:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nothing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I love him.</content>
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    <title>dreadful_fairy @ 2004-05-01T10:44:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-01T14:45:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-01T14:45:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Brand New...The boy who blocked his own shot</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well last night everyone talked me in to going to the theater. I had alot of fun. Kevin licked the bottom of my shoe like 5 times and I liked it. I also gave Mitch a hug and James gave me THE BIGGEST WEGGIE ever. It sucked. Then they wouldn't let me leave and come back..So I didn't get no Mcdonalds. My mom ordered pizza anyways. So Jame, Brand, Nick and Don came back here and they all spent the night. I accidently fell asleep in the room with Don so my mom is pissed but w.e. Umm..Krissy, Kyle, Desiree, James, Brant, Nick and Don are so fucking awesome! Well yeah im gunna go shower because I miss my rubber duckie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch is the coolest fucking stalker EVER!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dreadful_fairy:15429</id>
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    <title>dreadful_fairy @ 2004-04-30T15:44:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-30T19:43:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-30T19:43:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I want to talk to Don, But noones picking up his phone.&lt;br /&gt;::Tears::</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dreadful_fairy:15093</id>
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    <title>dreadful_fairy @ 2004-04-27T15:23:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-27T19:59:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-27T19:59:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">-C U R R E N T-&lt;br /&gt;CLOTHES: A hoodie/pants..YAY&lt;br /&gt;MOOD: confused/sick&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC: Blink182/I miss you&lt;br /&gt;TASTE: Apple Juice&lt;br /&gt;MAKE-UP: smeared eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;HAIR: half up/half down&lt;br /&gt;ANNOYANCE: My little brother&lt;br /&gt;SMELL: My fart&lt;br /&gt;DESKTOP PICTURE: Blink182&lt;br /&gt;FAVOURITE MUSIC GROUP: Brand New&lt;br /&gt;BOOK YOU’RE READING: Haha Thats funny.&lt;br /&gt;CD IN PLAYER: Nothing&lt;br /&gt;DVD IN PLAYER: Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;COLOUR OF TOENAILS: Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-L A S T . P E R S O N...-&lt;br /&gt;YOU TOUCHED: Don&lt;br /&gt;YOU TALKED TO: Don&lt;br /&gt;HUGGED: Don&lt;br /&gt;YOU INSTANT MESSAGED: Kyle&lt;br /&gt;YOU YELLED AT: Don&lt;br /&gt;YOU DRANK WITH: Steph and the crew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-F A V O R I T E...-&lt;br /&gt;FOOD: Mcdonalds crispy chicken meal&lt;br /&gt;DRINK: Dr.Pepper&lt;br /&gt;COLOR: black and hot pink&lt;br /&gt;SHOES: my Converse&lt;br /&gt;CANDY: Reese's&lt;br /&gt;ANIMAL: Lizards&lt;br /&gt;TV SHOW: Friends&lt;br /&gt;MOVIE: Night at the Roxbury&lt;br /&gt;SONG: ....&lt;br /&gt;VEGETABLE: CORN&lt;br /&gt;FRUIT: Cherrys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A R E. Y O U...-&lt;br /&gt;UNDERSTANDING: yeah&lt;br /&gt;open-MINDED: yeah&lt;br /&gt;ARROGANT: hope not&lt;br /&gt;INSECURE: yes&lt;br /&gt;INTERESTING: maybe &lt;br /&gt;RANDOM: dunno&lt;br /&gt;HUNGRY: always&lt;br /&gt;SMART: not &lt;br /&gt;MOODY: yeah&lt;br /&gt;CHILDISH: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;HARD WORKING: is this a joke?&lt;br /&gt;ORGANIZED: not at all&lt;br /&gt;HEALTHY: nope&lt;br /&gt;SHY: yes&lt;br /&gt;DIFFICULT: Of course&lt;br /&gt;ATTRACTIVE: doubt it&lt;br /&gt;BORED EASILY: yes&lt;br /&gt;MESSY: um..my rooms messy&lt;br /&gt;THIRSTY: Yes&lt;br /&gt;RESPONSIBLE: thats another joke&lt;br /&gt;OBSESSED: with sims&lt;br /&gt;ANGRY: yeah alot&lt;br /&gt;SAD: yep&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;HYPER: NO I FUCKING HATE THAT WORD&lt;br /&gt;TRUSTING: yes&lt;br /&gt;TALKATIVE: yes&lt;br /&gt;LEGAL: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-W H O . D O . Y O U . W A N T. T O...-&lt;br /&gt;KILL: :-x&lt;br /&gt;SLAP: :-X&lt;br /&gt;GET REALLY WASTED WITH: Don&lt;br /&gt;LOOK LIKE: Someone pretty&lt;br /&gt;TALK TO OFFLINE: Don&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-H A V E .Y O U. E V E R ...-&lt;br /&gt;PICTURED YOUR CRUSH NAKED: Do I need to picture?&lt;br /&gt;ACTUALLY SEEN YOUR CRUSH NAKED: Yes&lt;br /&gt;BEEN IN LOVE: Of course&lt;br /&gt;CRIED WHEN SOMEONE DIED: Sure.&lt;br /&gt;LIED: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-W I T H .T H E. O P P O S I T E. S E X-&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU NOTICE FIRST: lips and hair&lt;br /&gt;LAST PERSON YOU SLOW DANCED WITH: Don&lt;br /&gt;MAKES YOU LAUGH THE MOST: probably brant&lt;br /&gt;MAKES YOU SMILE: all my guy friends&lt;br /&gt;GIVES YOU A FUNNY FEELING WHEN YOU SEE THEM: wtf?&lt;br /&gt;WHO DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON: :-x&lt;br /&gt;HAS A CRUSH ON YOU: aharon!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-D O. Y O U .E V E R-&lt;br /&gt;SIT ON THE INTERNET ALL NIGHT WAITING FOR THAT SPECIAL SOMEONE TO I.M. YOU? I sit online all night waiting for someone or not&lt;br /&gt;SAVE AIM CONVERSATIONS? sometimes&lt;br /&gt;WISH YOU WERE A MEMBER OF THE OPPOSITE SEX? Yes. Fuck Girls.&lt;br /&gt;CRIED BECAUSE OF SOMEONE SAYING SOMETHING TO YOU? Oh yes. *Hint Hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-H A V E .Y O U .E V E R-&lt;br /&gt;FALLEN FOR YOUR BEST FRIEND? Ha shut the fuck up&lt;br /&gt;REJECTED SOMEONE? yeah&lt;br /&gt;DONE SOMETHING YOU REGRET? alot of stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-E X T R A S-&lt;br /&gt;SMOKE CIGARETTES? yes..tryed&lt;br /&gt;COULD YOU LIVE WITHOUT THE COMPUTER? yes&lt;br /&gt;COLOR YOUR HAIR? black/red&lt;br /&gt;EVER GET OFF THE COMPUTER? barely&lt;br /&gt;HABLA ESPANOL? What?&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY PEEPS ARE ON UR BUDDY LIST? 79&lt;br /&gt;DRINK ALCOHOL? when i get the chance&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WATCHING SUNRISES OR SUNSETS? no im in bed asshole&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HURTS THE MOST, PHYSICAL OR EMOTIONAL PAIN? emotional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-N U M B E R-&lt;br /&gt;OF TIMES I HAVE HAD MY HEART BROKEN: SHUT UP BITCH&lt;br /&gt;OF HEARTS I HAVE BROKEN: none..&lt;br /&gt;OF GUYS I’VE KISSED (NOT COUNTING FAMILY): 5&lt;br /&gt;OF GIRLS I’VE KISSED (NOT COUNTING FAMILY): 0&lt;br /&gt;OF CONTINENTS I HAVE LIVED IN: 1&lt;br /&gt;OF CD’S THAT I OWN: lots&lt;br /&gt;OF SCARS ON MY BODY: 8&lt;br /&gt;OF THINGS IN MY PAST THAT I REGRET: 598768968&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Y O U R. T H O U G H T S-&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW: that I suck&lt;br /&gt;I WANT: to be accepted&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE: I have black bra on&lt;br /&gt;I WISH: someone was over&lt;br /&gt;I HATE: being lazy&lt;br /&gt;I FEAR: the ocean&lt;br /&gt;I HEAR: Don talking &lt;br /&gt;I SEARCH: for nothing&lt;br /&gt;I WONDER: when i'll recover from this wonderful broken heart&lt;br /&gt;I REGRET: something..&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE: my friends&lt;br /&gt;I ACHE: in my stomach and head&lt;br /&gt;I CARE: about people that care about me&lt;br /&gt;I ALWAYS: eat&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT: sexy&lt;br /&gt;I DANCE: dirty&lt;br /&gt;I SING: in the shower&lt;br /&gt;I CRY: too often&lt;br /&gt;I DO NOT ALWAYS: pee&lt;br /&gt;I WRITE: when im bored&lt;br /&gt;I WIN: in nothing&lt;br /&gt;I LOSE: when it comes to guys&lt;br /&gt;I CONFUSE: everything&lt;br /&gt;I LISTEN: music&lt;br /&gt;I CAN USUALLY BE FOUND: In my basement alone&lt;br /&gt;I NEED: to die&lt;br /&gt;I AM HAPPY: IM JUST NOT DAMN IT&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD HAVE: NOT BEEN BORN</content>
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    <title>dreadful_fairy @ 2004-04-27T10:29:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-27T14:28:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-27T14:28:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.toxin.org/cgi-bin/count_hugs.cgi?hug=Dreadful_fairy" height="40" width="240" title="HUGS"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HUGS* TOTAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toxin.org/cgi-bin/hugs.cgi?&amp;amp;HUGS=yes&amp;amp;hug=Dreadful_fairy"&gt;give Dreadful_fairy more *HUGS*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toxin.org/cgi-bin/gethugs.cgi"&gt;Get hugs of your own&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;</content>
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    <title>My fish will fuck you UP!</title>
    <published>2004-04-27T14:16:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-27T14:16:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hoobastank...The reason</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="border: black 2px solid;" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="10" width="210"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff" size="+3"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Beth &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="background: #0384ba;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gremkin.com/fishies/feeder.gif" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff" size="+2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feeder Goldfish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table width="180"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#00ffff"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Agility&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;|&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff00"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Strength&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;|&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Stamina&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Battle Rating&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:xx-large"&gt;&lt;font color="#FF0000"&gt;23&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Origins&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beth&lt;/b&gt; was found, still alive, lodged in the throat of a dead man&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="bottom" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.gremkin.com/fishies/fishies.php" method="post"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="battle" value="1"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="attacker" value="Beth"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="defender"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="submit"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Can &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; fishy beat Beth ?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gremkin.com/fishies"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gremkin.com/fishies/smalllink.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>dreadful_fairy @ 2004-04-27T00:30:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-27T04:31:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-27T04:33:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Brand New...Sic Transit Gloria---Glory Fades</lj:music>
    <content type="html">1. If you could describe me in one word, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If I died, would you cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When is my birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How old will I be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is the craziest thing I have done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What makes me happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What makes me sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If i could marry one person, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 What did you think about me the first time you seen me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you think im crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you like about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is your favorite memory of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Tell me about a time that i made you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you think im sexy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 If i was in the hospital, would you come visit me?</content>
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    <title>dreadful_fairy @ 2004-04-26T15:37:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-26T19:38:03Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Brand New...The boy who blocked his own shot</lj:music>
    <content type="html">If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you find out what you want.&lt;br /&gt;I already know what I am.&lt;br /&gt;And if it makes you less sad, we'll start talking again.&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell me how vile I already know that I am.&lt;br /&gt;I'll grow old and start acting my age.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate.&lt;br /&gt;A crown of gold. A heart that's harder than stone.&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts a whole lot, but it's missed when it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that you can forgive.&lt;br /&gt;I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it makes you less sad, I'll move out of the state.&lt;br /&gt;You can keep to yourself. I'll keep out of your way.&lt;br /&gt;And if it makes you less sad, I'll take your pictures all down.&lt;br /&gt;Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out.&lt;br /&gt;It's cold as a tomb, and it's dark in your room,&lt;br /&gt;when I sneak to your bed to pour salt in your wounds.&lt;br /&gt;So call it quits or get a grip.&lt;br /&gt;Say you wanted a solution. You just wanted to be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that you can forgive.&lt;br /&gt;I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are calm and reposed. Let your beauty unfold.&lt;br /&gt;Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones.&lt;br /&gt;Spring keeps you ever close.&lt;br /&gt;You are second hand smoke. You are so fragile and thin.&lt;br /&gt;Standing trial for your sins.&lt;br /&gt;Holding onto yourself the best you can.&lt;br /&gt;You are the smell before rain.&lt;br /&gt;You are the blood in my veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that you can forgive.&lt;br /&gt;I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song right here.</content>
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    <title>dreadful_fairy @ 2004-04-26T12:42:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-26T16:44:47Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I HAVE NOW BEEN OFF THE TOILET FOR 2 HOURS! WOO HOO! MAYBE THE FLU HAS LEFT MY BODY! ::DOES HAPPY DANCE::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well im going try and eat the rest of the food Don made me.</content>
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    <title>dreadful_fairy @ 2004-04-25T10:57:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-25T15:07:15Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Well yesterday I came home from Dons around 11:30 and stuff. I didn't feel good at all, So I took some meds and tryed to take a nap. Then at 12:30 Amber calls and says were on are way to your house!. I was like oh fuck, of course this is going to happen. I didn't get in the shower yet and it looked like I just rolled out of bed. So I ended getting in the shower real fast and getting ready. Then Aharon, Nick, Daniel, and Amber were here.  :-) :-) :-) They are all so fucking awesome. Well we ended up going to the plum pit and then going to Daniels grandmas for a few. Then they called this kid named Mike to get  some "stuff." Then we went to McDonalds and I got french fries! woo hoo. Then Mike came up there and we followed him to some friends house, then another friend and another friend. Then we went and got that stuff. Then we all came to my house. But they had needles and shit and I like no. Because it pissed me off so they left with daniel. Then Amber cryed because they were all drunk or w.e. Then Kyle and Brant came over and it was cool I guess. I didn't get to hang out much when we got here because I got sick again. I threw up my french fries and my ramon noodles. Then I didn't leave the bathroom the whole time. Then I went to bed. It sucked because aharon, nick and amber is alot of fun. Aharon is so funny..Hes like when I first moved here I sneezed in class and everyone one was like bless you! Bless you! and he didn't know what they were doing because they don't do that in canada. It would have been funny if you herd him say it. Hes really awesome!:-D So now im just sitting here waiting for aharon to calll meee. So im outie</content>
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    <title>dreadful_fairy @ 2004-04-21T23:36:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-22T03:44:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-22T04:09:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">wannabeast667: And so you know, I have it on good authority that most guys suck in bed.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: How would you know?&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: =-O&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: ...not that way.&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: A couple girls I know.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: Oh you scared me. &lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: They have much worldly experience.&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: Look at it this way... Would you buy a car without test driving it?&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: No..&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: But that diffrent.&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: Not really.&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: Why marry someone without knowing whether or not they suck in bed?  I mean, you're gonna be (hopefully) spending the rest of your life with them, right?&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: Yeah but whats the chance of a marrige lasting and who said its all about sex?&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: It's not all about sex... but unless you're a nun or somethin', you're prolly gonna want it at some point.  And you may as well make sure the person you're hookin' up with is good at it.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: I meen look at our parents, they were married and obvioulsy had good sex. I meen did you see the stuff they kept in there dresser?&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: No... I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: I made a point of staying out of their stuff.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: Hand Cuffs and all that other junk...Kinky! &lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: haha&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: Me too..Intill my mom told me to get something out of the drawer and umm..I went in the wrong one?&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: sure....&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: no im serious. &lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: Fine, fine... I was teasin' ya.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: I know. &lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: But im just making sure..that you didn't think I was in there sex life.&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: Rummaging through their toys is completely different from... active participation.  That's just gross.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: I agree.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: Eww. &lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: Dude...I remember when we lived in that house on Bone.&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: ...Bohn?&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: That might be it? I dont remember.&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: I remember not talking to Dad for three monthes, and then suddenly I had a new step-mother.&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: And you, of course.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: And if you went in the sunroom you could see in the parents room if they didn't close there blinds and I looked in there one time and they were all nude and kieth was sticking staight up. They freaked out and my mom threw a blanket over it.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: But you hated me&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: Heh heh... that's amusing.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: I thought it was sick.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: Did you live with us when we were living there?&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: It's not that I hated you so much as it was that I hated your behavior.  The "Ed, you're great/Ed, I hate you!!"&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: And it changed every hour or so as to which was your current belief.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: Yeah well you were evil.&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: Nope... can't say that I did.&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: Heh.  Prolly get it from my dad.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: Maybe. But you used to beat me up...lol &lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: Then I bit you and told on my-self.&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: ???&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: Only once do I recall doing that, and you pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: I even gave you several warnings.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: I know.  &lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: btw, I chopped up my right bicep with a knife after your mom drove off with you that day.&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: I wasn't exactly stable when I lived with you.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: You used to push me around and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: Obviously. You like threw me on the counter&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: Aside from bossing you around a bit, I only ever pushed you around to try to get you to leave me alone.  Usually when my self control was slipping.&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: And I pulled you off the counter, if you'll recall.  You were trying to get a plate.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: haha.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: oh yeah. I knew it was something like that. &lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: But you hurt me and my mom didn't drive off with me because I was comming home for lunch when I went to arbor.&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: When your mother came home that day, she bitched Dad out hardcore because of my behavior.  Then the two of you left, and I went behind the garage and sliced up my arm.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: Well I didn't know about any of that. What did dad say to you &lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: Nothin, really.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: Yeah I don't think Keith liked me too much either.&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: He more or less saw the state I was in, told me to leave you alone, and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: I don't know about now... but you used to be a hellion.  Manic one moment, maniacal the next.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: haha&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: didn't you used to like Kelly&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: Nice n happy... content to sit aaround watchin' tv... then you'd go all crazy n stuff.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: I think thats extrememly funny.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: lmao&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: I don't remember being like that.&lt;br /&gt;XxTheEvilOnexX99: All I remember is trying to piss you off and telling people you worshiped the devil&lt;br /&gt;wannabeast667: I remember you telling people that... I also remember sidestepping the question when people asked me... never let 'em know for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I love Ed hes so awesome..(Old step Brother)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways im tired. Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more dayss....:-D</content>
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    <title>dreadful_fairy @ 2004-04-18T17:17:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-18T21:18:41Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Kyle and I talked about everything and I guess were gunna be sweet ass friends again! Yay for me. We have talked about this befor to but then we always end up fighting so...hopefully this time things will be neato.</content>
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    <title>I smell sex and canday!</title>
    <published>2004-04-18T21:11:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-18T21:11:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Korn...Alone I Break</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yesterday my cousins and Nick spent the night it was fun and stuff. Umm Mike, Nick and I were walking around the block and there is a house with a horn on the mail box and we honked it and ran it was extrememly loud and funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went over Allens and hung out for a few Dan and Mikey came to. We just sat there and listened to music. (wink wink) Allens grandma died and I feel bad but there not much I can do besides let him and Dave know im here for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I just drove my cousins to my grandmas house so they could go home. I got into it with this 9 year old because he was talking shit. It was really funny. Then I came home talked to Kyle, Joe, Nick,Dave and Amber. Did all my clothes. Cleaned the house a little. Now im waiting for my sister to call me back to let me know whats up for tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till this Saturday to hang out with Amber, Nick and Aharon! Were gunna go to Nicks uncles and there having a Bon fire. Fun Shit. :-D</content>
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    <title>dreadful_fairy @ 2004-04-17T03:02:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-17T07:05:34Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Today I went to the mall with Nick and Krissy...It was ok. I seen Frank with Chelsea up there, and I seen Dave, Allen and Brandon also so I felt better. Today my mom said "how many times are you gunna get kicked in the teeth?" She told me to stay away because guys like to toy with girls emotions...W.E Well im gunna go to bed.</content>
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    <title>YO YO</title>
    <published>2004-04-14T13:49:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-14T13:49:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well the last 2 days i've been over Dons house. I was helping out with the house...I didn't help much though. I spent the night over there monday and junk. ::Nothing like that:: Umm...We just hung out and talked. I also went over there to see Emily and Nick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else is ok I guess...My cousin is comming down state saturday so i'll get to see him&amp;lt;3 I miss him alot. My mom asked me this morning if I would care if we moved to memphis, I said no. But shes been saying we were gunna move for like 2 years..So who knows? Shes trying to get me to switch schools, and im seriously thinking about it because it sounds like fun. I need to meet new ppl!! I want to move too...everything in Roseville sucks, I meen what is one good thing about Roseville? hahahaha NOTHING. The only thing I wanted to stay here for befor was Don..But sence everything is fucked up with that I don't care where we move. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH..My Dr.Pepper won't open. Its like sitting right in front of me and I can't drink it. WTF MAN...What The Fuck. Well im outie.</content>
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    <title>dreadful_fairy @ 2004-04-12T00:02:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-12T04:02:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-12T04:02:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://bunnysnoog.cyborgcow.net/henry17.gif" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnysnoog.cyborgcow.net/index.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adopted a cute lil' death fetus&lt;br /&gt;from Fetusmart! Hooray fetus! &lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dreadful_fairy:10956</id>
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    <title>dreadful_fairy @ 2004-04-11T14:35:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-11T18:58:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-11T18:58:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Alone I Break...Korn</lj:music>
    <content type="html">FUCK THE DRAMA! I SWEAR MAN...I WANT TO MOVE FAR AWAY. IF SOMEONES AN ASSHOLE DON'T GO DOWN TO THERE LEVEL JUST IGNORE IT. DON'T TALK ABOUT SOMEONE IF YOU DON'T LIKE SOMETHING THEY DO, ITS NOT YOUR PROBLEM OR BIZZNESS. I HAVE LEARNED THIS AND TRUST ME ITS THE BEST ADVICE ANYONE CAN GIVE. IF THEY TALK SHIT ABOUT YOU FUCK EM THERE NOT WORTH IT AND THANK THEM FOR MAKING YOU THE CENTER OF ATTENETION! *BELIEVE NOTHING OF WHAT YOU HEAR AND ONLY HALF OF WHAT YOU SEE.* IF YOU WANT TO KNOW SOMETHING ASK THEM..DONT GO AND TALK ABOUT THEM. EVERY STORY STARTS OFF FINE AND ENDS UP A BUNCHA SHIT IN THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ONLY THING YOU CAN DO IS BE THERE FOR YOUR FRIENDS OR FAMILY. THERE IS NOTHING THAT YOU CAN DO TO CHANGE WHAT IS SAID OR DONE. YOU CAN FORGIVE AND FORGET AND BE THERE TO SUPPORT SOMONE BECAUSE EVERYONE MAKES MISTAKES OR YOU CAN DWELL ON SOMETHING AND MAKE MORE PROBLEMS FOR YOUR-SELF.&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN'T MAKE SOMEONE BELIEVE OR THINK ANYTHING THEY AREN'T WILLING TOO. ALL YOU CAN DO IS KNOW THAT YOU LOVE THEM AND YOUR THERE FOR THEM BECAUSE IF YOU ARE THAT MAKES YOU THE BETTER PERSON. NOT EVERYONE IS FUCKING PERFECT. IF YOU KNOW THAT YOU LOVE SOMEONE OR CARE ABOUT SOMEONE AND THEY DON'T BELIEVE YOU ALL YOU CAN DO IS KEEP TRYING. BUT THE REST IS UP TO THEM. PICK ONE PERSON THAT YOU CAN TRUST AMONG EVERYONE AND TELL THEM THINGS THAT NOONE ELSE KNOWS...BECAUSE EVERYONE NEEDS SOMEONE TO TALK TO. BUT IF YOUR GOING TO GO TELL EVERYONE ALL YOUR PROBLEMS AND EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENS THATS JUST GOING TO CAUSE PROMBLEMS AND MORE BULLSHIT STORYS. YOU BETTER MAKE SURE YOU CAN TRUST THE PERSON YOUR TALKING TO BECAUSE YOUR "FRIENDS" AND THE ONES MORE LIKELY TO FUCK YOU OVER. ITS HARD TO FIND A TRUE FRIEND..IF YOU FIND ONE REAL FRIEND IN A LIFE TIME THEN YOUR FUCKING LUCKY. END OF STORY.</content>
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    <title>HAPPY EASTER!!!</title>
    <published>2004-04-11T18:24:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-11T18:24:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nigga who?! Nigga what?!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well today I went up and seen Emily at work because she didn't have a choice but to work on easter:-( I brought her a card and some candy. Brant stayed the weekend but he left today. Allen and I moved my rooms around so now I have my room downstairs:-D It turned out how I wanted it too. Then he cleaned my basement too lol. NEAT FREAK! No allen im j.k I luv you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me Brant and Allen were walking down the street and Brant pissed in a bottle and was throwing it. When the bottle busted it was all foamy and stuff. lmao He filled like a little more then half or the bottle. Then we walked to Jessicas house and got her address, We were going to send pizza to her house seeing we had all the information that we had. Nick called and    said the ***** Mesle and he said the street name wrong. So he hung up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tryed to call Nick Jaye but we couldn't remember he phone #. I think hes at his moms anyways. Thrusday I hung out with Don. I was fun I guess. He went to his dads on Friday. Now im just sitting here and talking to Amber and my grandma is here. She knows how to get on my nerves so bad...Ask Don. lol omg...But she just got done telling me my friend John got shot in the eye with a BB gun and I guess that they have to remove his eyeball. :-( I feel bad. He used to have the biggest crush on me. Hes getting a glass eye though.</content>
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