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  <updated>2007-08-18T15:16:52Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sexandcandy08:5518</id>
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    <title>I love this song...</title>
    <published>2007-08-18T15:16:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-18T15:16:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Konstantine- Something Corporate</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I can't imagine all the people that you know&lt;br /&gt; And the places that you go&lt;br /&gt; When the lights are turned down low&lt;br /&gt; And I don't understand&lt;br /&gt; All the things you've seen&lt;br /&gt; But I'm slipping in between&lt;br /&gt; You and your big... dreams&lt;br /&gt; it's always you in my big dreams&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; And you tell me&lt;br /&gt; That it's over&lt;br /&gt; Wake up lying in a patch of four leaf clover&lt;br /&gt; And you're restless&lt;br /&gt; And I'm naked&lt;br /&gt; You've got to get out&lt;br /&gt; You can't stand to see me shaking&lt;br /&gt; no, could you let me go&lt;br /&gt; I didn't think so&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; and you don't want to be here in the future&lt;br /&gt; So you say&lt;br /&gt; the present's just a pleasant&lt;br /&gt; Interruption to the past&lt;br /&gt; And you don't want to look much closer&lt;br /&gt; 'Cause you're afraid to find out all this hope&lt;br /&gt; You had sent into the sky by now had... crashed&lt;br /&gt; and it did because of me&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; And then you bring me home&lt;br /&gt; Afraid to find out that you're alone, no&lt;br /&gt; And I'm sleeping in your living room&lt;br /&gt; But we don't have much room&lt;br /&gt; To live&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I had these dreams, in them I learned to play guitar&lt;br /&gt; Maybe cross the country&lt;br /&gt; Become a rock star&lt;br /&gt; And there was hope in me&lt;br /&gt; That I could take you there&lt;br /&gt; But damn it you're so young&lt;br /&gt; But I don't think I care&lt;br /&gt; and if I hurt you then i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt; please don't think that this was easy&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; And then you bring me home&lt;br /&gt; 'Cause we both know what it's like to be alone, no&lt;br /&gt; And I'm dreaming in your living room&lt;br /&gt; But we don't have much room&lt;br /&gt; To live&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; And Konstantine is walking down the stairs&lt;br /&gt; Doesn't she look good&lt;br /&gt; Standing in her underwear?&lt;br /&gt; And I was thinking, what I was thinking&lt;br /&gt; But we've been drinking&lt;br /&gt; And it doesn't get me anywhere&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; My Konstantine came walking down the stairs&lt;br /&gt; And all that I could do&lt;br /&gt; Was touch her long blonde hair&lt;br /&gt; And I've been thinking&lt;br /&gt; It hurts me thinking&lt;br /&gt; That these nights when we were drinking&lt;br /&gt; No they never got us anywhere, no&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; This is because I can spell konfusion with a K&lt;br /&gt; And I can like it&lt;br /&gt; It's to dying in anothers arms&lt;br /&gt; and why i had to try it&lt;br /&gt; It's to jimmy eat world&lt;br /&gt; and those nights in my car&lt;br /&gt; when the first star you see&lt;br /&gt; may not be a star&lt;br /&gt; I'm not your star&lt;br /&gt; Isn't that what you said?&lt;br /&gt; what you thought this song meant&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; And if this is what it takes&lt;br /&gt; just to lie with my mistakes&lt;br /&gt; and live with what I did to you&lt;br /&gt; All the hell I put you through&lt;br /&gt; I always catch the clock it's 11:11&lt;br /&gt; And now you want to talk&lt;br /&gt; it's not hard to dream&lt;br /&gt; You'll always be my Konstantine&lt;br /&gt; My Konstantine&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; They'll never hurt you like I do&lt;br /&gt; No, They'll never hurt you like I do&lt;br /&gt; No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; This is to a girl who got into my head&lt;br /&gt; with all the pretty things she did&lt;br /&gt; Hey, You know, you keep me up in bed&lt;br /&gt; This is to a girl who got into my head&lt;br /&gt; with all these fucked up things I did&lt;br /&gt; Hey maybe baby, you could keep me up in bed&lt;br /&gt; My Konstantine&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Spin around me like a dream&lt;br /&gt; We played out on this movie screen&lt;br /&gt; And I said, &lt;br /&gt; Did you know I miss you&lt;br /&gt; Did you know I miss you&lt;br /&gt; Did you know I miss you&lt;br /&gt; Did you know I miss you&lt;br /&gt; Did you know I miss you&lt;br /&gt; Did you know I miss you&lt;br /&gt; Did you know I miss you&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I miss you&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; And then you bring me home&lt;br /&gt; And we'll go to sleep but this time not alone, no No,&lt;br /&gt; And then you'll kiss me in your living room, oh&lt;br /&gt; I know you miss me in your living room&lt;br /&gt; Cause these nights I think maybe that I miss you in my living room&lt;br /&gt; We don't have much room&lt;br /&gt; I said, does anybody need that room? &lt;br /&gt; Because we all need a little more room&lt;br /&gt; To live</content>
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    <title>Interesante...</title>
    <published>2007-08-11T19:44:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-11T19:44:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tony called me while I was at work yesterday. We are still not officially back together, but I did tell him that I was going to wait for him. He's pretty happy. Poor child hasn't realized that he hasn't even given me a chance to show him how hardcore angry at him I was/am. We'll see how this goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rereading Twilight. Amazing book, read it now.</content>
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    <title>This is why Hell comes in four different flavors</title>
    <published>2007-08-10T21:53:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-10T21:53:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am thisclose to quitting Tuckers. All I need to do is line up another job and I am fucking out of there. I was working close yesterday and Randy started making crude comments about Jamie being touched in inappropriate places. And how when she turns eighteen, Creg's going to be "owning that ass." I swear to God, I wanted to kill him, I have never wanted to hurt someone as badly as I wanted to hurt him. And I fucking have to work with him tonight too, he's closing manager. If he says one more word about her, I'm done. I'm sick of his crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band camp is over. I am at least twelve shades darker and I only passed out once. That's quite good compared to Pirates. Laura and Joe Fee are kind of a thing now. I'm so excited for her. She's living at my house for the week; her parents are in Michigan and don't trust her at home by herself. I wonder what they think she's going to do, sleep with my boyfriend? Oh dear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of boyfriends, Tony went all psycho on me when he got my letter explaining about Joe. I figured it would have been better if he heard it directly from me instead of another source, so I wrote him a letter telling him about the Buttermilk visits, the fact that I called Joe first when Jenn told me about Tony and about the night we are now referring to as "Tequila Night" Tony (understandably) threw a royal bitch fit and basically forbade me from seeing Joe outside of work. That's what pissed me off. I understand that he can get angry at some other guy coming in and being a gentleman to me and a pseudo-father figure to Jamie, but for him to have the audacity to forbid me from seeing a guy when he fucking cheated on me is too rich to handle. If he thinks that I'm just going to sit around like a good little girl, with my hands folded in my lap, being a chaste little maiden until my knight in shining armor comes home from AIT to rescue me and carry me away to a dream castle in the sky, he has another think coming. Fuck that. It's not the same now. I'm not the same now. My view of Tony and my view of myself are completely different. He had the effing nerve to call me a slut for "moving on too quickly." Excuse me, but the only two times I "moved on" was when I was good and single. His idea of a good time to move on is when you are still in a relationship. Pardon me, if we ever get back together, Tony dear, I'm going to fuck someone and then come home to you, expecting a back massage and a nice meal. Fuck that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo...that felt nice to get out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now I'm just trying to contain all of my emotions until everything is all figured out. Easier said than done, aye?</content>
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    <title>Welcome to Hell</title>
    <published>2007-08-06T03:22:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-06T03:22:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, in one hour and forty minutes, Marching Band Hell Week will have officially started. I'm not looking forward to this. I fail at physical labor.</content>
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    <title>Lyrics, baby!</title>
    <published>2007-08-05T04:09:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-05T04:09:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font class="std_font"&gt;You confess, you messed up &lt;br /&gt; dropping "I'm sorry" like I'm still around&lt;br /&gt; And I know you dressed up&lt;br /&gt;"hey kid you'll never live this down"&lt;br /&gt; 'Cause I'm just the girl all the boys want to dance with&lt;br /&gt; And you're just the boy who's had too many chances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; If you, if you could return, don't let it burn, don't let it fade. &lt;br /&gt; I'm sure I'm not being rude, but it's just your attitude, &lt;br /&gt; It's tearing me apart, It's ruining everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I swore, I swore I would be true, and honey, so did you. &lt;br /&gt; So why were you holding her hand? Is that the way we stand? &lt;br /&gt; Were you lying all the time? Was it just a game to you? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; But I'm in so deep. You know I'm such a fool for you. &lt;br /&gt; You got me wrapped around your finger, ah, ha, ha. &lt;br /&gt; Do you have to let it linger? Do you have to, do you have to, &lt;br /&gt; Do you have to let it linger? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; All that I'm living for &lt;br /&gt; all that I'm dying for &lt;br /&gt; all that I can't ignore alone at night &lt;br /&gt; all that I'm wanted for &lt;br /&gt; although I wanted more &lt;br /&gt; lock the last open door- &lt;br /&gt;my ghosts are gaining on me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i close my eyes &lt;br /&gt; thought i was lost but i was stranded &lt;br /&gt; i go outside &lt;br /&gt; to my surprise the sky had landed &lt;br /&gt; i thought it made more sense &lt;br /&gt; if i could only keep you guessing &lt;br /&gt; i was a fool to think that i should stop you from undressing &lt;br /&gt; now i'm believing all the words you say &lt;br /&gt; that i can't say back to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can tell that you're into me&lt;br /&gt; Baby it's so plain to see &lt;br /&gt; I can see it in your eyes &lt;br /&gt; You're paralyzed &lt;br /&gt; Every time I pass you by &lt;br /&gt; You're the kind that gets your way&lt;br /&gt; Every minute, every single day &lt;br /&gt; I can see it all in your face &lt;br /&gt; You're blown away &lt;br /&gt; Cause I don't want you in my space &lt;br /&gt; You're struttin' 'round here like you think that I can't do without you &lt;br /&gt; You got some nerve to think that I would give up everything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what I'm going to do. &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>So....Tony called today...</title>
    <published>2007-08-03T03:36:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-03T03:36:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">and "unofficially" proposed. It's unofficial because I didn't get a ring, I guess. Fuck me sideways....I wasn't expecting this. I don't know what to do. I canceled my date with Joe, saying I had a family commitment, I couldn't effing get proposed to by one guy and then go out on a date with another one. That's just bullshit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what to say to Tony. I told him to give me time. I told him that I wasn't going to be in a relationship with anyone, including him, until he came back. I told him that I wanted to trust him, I wanted to believe in him, but I just couldn't. How could I, after what he did? But, my god, he started crying...he actually, literally started to cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Tony everything about Joe. Absolutely everything. It pretty much tore him apart. He didn't say anything, hell, he couldn't say anything. He just was there, silent, listening to me ramble and cry and rant and yell and hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said everything perfectly. He said everything I'd want him to say. I just can't tell if he's bullshitting me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck this. Someone's going to get hurt. It's probably going to be me.</content>
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    <title>God, I love this musical</title>
    <published>2007-08-01T05:34:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-01T05:34:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font class="main-text"&gt;Switch Jamie and Tony, Ohio and Wisconsin...and novelist with whatever rhymes with "mahvelous." Then you have the perfect song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can't believe you really came&lt;br /&gt;And that we're sitting on this pier&lt;br /&gt;See, I'm smiling&lt;br /&gt;That means I'm happy that you're here&lt;br /&gt;I stole this sweater from a costume shop&lt;br /&gt;It makes me look like Daisy Mae&lt;br /&gt;See, we're laughing&lt;br /&gt;I think we're gonna be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, we'll have to try a little harder&lt;br /&gt;And bend things to and fro&lt;br /&gt;To make this love as special&lt;br /&gt;As it was five years ago&lt;br /&gt;I mean, you made it to Ohio!&lt;br /&gt;Who knows where else we can go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you're really gonna like this show&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure it doesn't suck&lt;br /&gt;See, you're laughing and I'm smiling&lt;br /&gt;By a river in Ohio&lt;br /&gt;And you're mine&lt;br /&gt;We're doing fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we both can see what could be better&lt;br /&gt;I'll own when I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;With all we've had to go through&lt;br /&gt;We'll end up twice as strong&lt;br /&gt;And so we'll start again this weekend&lt;br /&gt;And just keep rolling along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know you had to go so soon&lt;br /&gt;I thought we had a little time&lt;br /&gt;Look, whatever, if you have to&lt;br /&gt;Then you have to, so whatever&lt;br /&gt;It's all right&lt;br /&gt;We'll have tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what makes me crazy?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, can I say this?&lt;br /&gt;You know what makes me nuts?&lt;br /&gt;The fact that we could be together&lt;br /&gt;Here together&lt;br /&gt;Sharing our night&lt;br /&gt;Spending our time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you are gonna choose someone else to be with&lt;br /&gt;No, you are&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Jamie, that's exactly what you're doing:&lt;br /&gt;You could be here with me&lt;br /&gt;Or be there with them&lt;br /&gt;As usual, guess which you pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, Jamie, you do not have to go to another party&lt;br /&gt;With the same twenty jerks you already know&lt;br /&gt;You could stay with your wife on her fucking birthday&lt;br /&gt;And you could, God forbid, even see my show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know in your soul it must drive you crazy&lt;br /&gt;That you won't get to play with your little girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not, no I'm not!&lt;br /&gt;And the point is, Jamie,&lt;br /&gt;That you can't spend a single day that's not about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and you and nothing but you&lt;br /&gt;'Mahvelous' novelist, you!&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he wonderful, just twenty-eight?&lt;br /&gt;The savior of writing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and you and nothing but you&lt;br /&gt;Miles and piles of you&lt;br /&gt;Pushing through windows and bursting through walls&lt;br /&gt;En route to the sky&lt;br /&gt;And I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear to God I'll never understand&lt;br /&gt;How you can stand there straight and tall&lt;br /&gt;And see I'm crying&lt;br /&gt;And not do anything at all&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>I'm fucking scared right now...</title>
    <published>2007-07-30T06:49:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-30T06:49:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My heart is racing and my stomach is contorting and my head is pounding and I can't sleep because of it. I feel like I'm dying.</content>
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    <title>So, I just almost died.</title>
    <published>2007-07-29T23:14:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-29T23:14:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Jordan and Dani broke up this morning. While I can't say I'm sad about it, it's killing me to see two of my best friends hurting. So, when Jordan said he needed someone with him while he just drove around, I went along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on 175, past Lost Arrow Road (RIP Fue) and the speed limit was 55. Jordan was going about 60 and we were talking, so he wasn't paying that close of attention to the road. He looked back towards the road and a fucking car pulls out from behind the car in the opposite lane, intending to pass it. That car had to have been going at least 75-80 miles per hour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car that that car was trying to pass? Was almost right fucking next to us. The car pulled some sort of ricer shit move and cut over just in time. As in, if Jordan reached his hand out of the window, he would have been able to pull the guy's hair. If we were going one mile an hour faster, we would have been in a head-on collision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost died today. My life fucking flashed before my eyes. I tensed up and had a full-on panic attack. My fingers locked up and everything, I haven't had that bad of a panic attack since before Jamie was born. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I need to go to work...edit in about four hours.</content>
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    <title>So this is how it all ended...</title>
    <published>2007-07-28T05:00:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-28T05:00:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I feel like a fucking hardcore loser right now. GP ended last night at one am...and it completely shut down and got erased at noon today. I miss it, a lot. I didn't realize how much that stupid website meant to me until Phil told us it was leaving. I mean, I have the knockoff and everything, but that site was my home for almost five years. Five fucking years is a long-ass time. And now I just lost it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Life's still moving. We have the knockoff and I'm still talking to everyone that matters. It just doesn't feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony's still been writing. I'm not quite sure how I feel about that. On one hand, I love hearing from him and I look forward to his letters, but I'm not sure how much of it is bullshit. Does he really want me back, or is he just longing the comfort and security of our relationship? The fucking great thing is, I used to have someone that I could talk to about this shit...too bad she's part of the reason I'm going through it. And that fucking sucks too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole Joe thing is getting out of hand. I haven't even kissed him since that night at my house, but you can tell he's getting so attached. He's been over a couple of times and he's played with Jamie, she likes playing with him. My dad knows him, he referred to him as a "good quality kid." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Jesus H. Christ, everything is so fucking confusing. I don't want to hurt anyone. I just want what's best for Jamie. But I don't know who's lying and who's not and I don't know who to believe or trust and I don't know how I can do what's best for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to know what's best for her before I do anything further with anything in my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time's like these when I wish she could talk.</content>
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    <title>sexandcandy08 @ 2007-07-24T09:16:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-24T14:18:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-24T14:18:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh, I'm fucking ignorant?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that skates around the question, tries to escape blame, covers her own ass no matter who it hurts, and only cares about herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be ignorant than a little cunt.</content>
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    <title>You wanna go?</title>
    <published>2007-07-24T05:59:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-24T06:00:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, you obviously don't know anything. Jen didn't even know if they were together or not a hell of a long time before I did anything. It's not my fault that he wanted to sleep with other people to "sort out his feelings." Yeah, I fucked up. But I NEVER tried to cover my ass about it. I felt like shit from the beginning and even told him that if he didn't say anything, I would. I didn't do any of this pansy-assed bullshitting around, pretending that I was her best friend and that I cared about her. I didn't pretend that I never hurt her. I never pretended that I stopped him, that it was all his fault, that I did nothing wrong. Do not fucking start with me, spouting shit about something you know NOTHING about. Shut the fuck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you couldn't have that respect. No, you had to fuck around and pretend like you were the perfect innocent one. I should have seen right through that. You were never innocent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give me this shit on how you regret it. You wanted to move in with him. That doesn't sound like a spur of the moment mistake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony and I have been having problems for years? Funny, we've only been dating for two, and a lot of that time, we were perfectly all right. In fact, we started having major problems shortly after his grad party. I wonder why that is? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wonder why you lost your friendship with me? It might be the fact that YOU slept with MY boyfriend. Don't blame me for that shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm not "taking Jamie away." I'm protecting her so she doesn't suffer like I did. I'll kill before someone, especially him or you, hurts her.</content>
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    <title>sexandcandy08 @ 2007-07-23T23:51:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-24T04:52:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-24T04:52:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Gee. I'm glad that your number one reason for not dating him is that you didn't want to ruin your relationship with a person that you claimed was your best friend. Oh wait, that requires thinking about someone else for a change. That would ruin your image. I forgot.</content>
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