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  <title>THE WALFLOWER</title>
  <subtitle>THE WALFLOWER</subtitle>
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    <name>THE WALFLOWER</name>
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  <updated>2004-12-01T03:22:03Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dlcg84:103825</id>
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    <title>to you</title>
    <published>2004-12-01T03:22:03Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-01T03:22:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">you can't hide &lt;br /&gt;behind social graces&lt;br /&gt;so don't try&lt;br /&gt;to be all touchy feely&lt;br /&gt;cuz you lie &lt;br /&gt;in my face of all places&lt;br /&gt;but i've got no&lt;br /&gt;problem with that really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what bugs me&lt;br /&gt;is that you believe what you're saying&lt;br /&gt;what bothers me &lt;br /&gt;is that you don't know how you feel&lt;br /&gt;what scares me&lt;br /&gt;is that while you're telling me stories&lt;br /&gt;you actually&lt;br /&gt;believe that they are real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've got&lt;br /&gt;no illusions about you&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i never did&lt;br /&gt;and when i said&lt;br /&gt;when i said i'll take it&lt;br /&gt;i meant, &lt;br /&gt;i meant as is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just give up&lt;br /&gt;and admit you're an asshole&lt;br /&gt;you would be&lt;br /&gt;in some good company&lt;br /&gt;i think you'd find&lt;br /&gt;that your friends would forgive you&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i&lt;br /&gt;am just speaking for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz when i look around&lt;br /&gt;i think this, this is good enough&lt;br /&gt;and i try to laugh&lt;br /&gt;at whatever life brings&lt;br /&gt;cuz when i look down&lt;br /&gt;i just miss all the good stuff&lt;br /&gt;when i look up&lt;br /&gt;i just trip over things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've got&lt;br /&gt;no illusions about you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can't hide&lt;br /&gt;behind social graces&lt;br /&gt;cuz i don't buy it&lt;br /&gt;like everyone else&lt;br /&gt;and you can lie&lt;br /&gt;in my face of all places&lt;br /&gt;just don't&lt;br /&gt;lie to yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz i've got&lt;br /&gt;no illusions about you&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i never did&lt;br /&gt;and when i say&lt;br /&gt;when i say i'll take it&lt;br /&gt;i mean,&lt;br /&gt;i mean as is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...as is...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dlcg84:103523</id>
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    <title>Subject: You</title>
    <published>2004-11-17T00:59:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-17T00:59:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Used Blue and Yellow</lj:music>
    <content type="html">and it's all in how you mix the two&lt;br /&gt;and it starts just where the light exists&lt;br /&gt;it's a feeling that you cannot miss&lt;br /&gt;and it burns a hole through everyone that feels it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well you're never gonna find it&lt;br /&gt;if you're looking for it &lt;br /&gt;won't come your way&lt;br /&gt;well you'll never find it&lt;br /&gt;if you're looking for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should've done something but I've done it enough&lt;br /&gt;by the way your hands were shaking&lt;br /&gt;rather waste some time with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should've said something but I've said it enough&lt;br /&gt;by the way my words were faded&lt;br /&gt;rather waste some time with you</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dlcg84:103371</id>
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    <title>look for beauty in something that you didnt see any in it at first</title>
    <published>2004-11-06T03:55:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-06T03:55:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Petey Yorn</lj:music>
    <content type="html">in high school, i used to have so much to write in this thing.  Once, i posted a whopping 6 entries in one day.  I dont know if i find that pathetic or not.  Regardless, here i am.  Here i am in college.  The place im "supposed" to be.  Then, i go onto more school. Grad School. soon that will be over too. Then, my career.  Hold on, where in all of that am i going to be able to be spontaneous?  Why is it scary to me to have a maped out plan. I find that to be rather boring i guess.  Some people, well the majority find comfort in that.  I find it absolutely terrifying to think that i will be doing psychology shat the rest of my life so i guess i wont.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***i just want to go somewhere for a while and leave a life i once knew, but have the luxury to come back to it when i see fit***  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that selfish? I know theres no practaility&amp;lt;-(is that a word?) in that, but i think thats the point.  Today, it wasnt really practical to cut off more of my hair and pay too much for it. But i did it, and i enjoyed it (mostly because i was served hot tea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think im going to call my 20s "the selfish years" .  Because:&lt;br /&gt;1- i know i wont be married/having children ( that was even scary to write)&lt;br /&gt;2- i know i will do all the things i want to do&lt;br /&gt;3- i wont devote my life to someone so freakin young&lt;br /&gt;4- i want to buy expensive clothes, shoes, and flowers all for myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how do i know all these things?&lt;br /&gt;ya know i dont know myself completely yet but those four things listed above, i feel pretty confident about and i guess thats all i need to know, right now.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dlcg84:103032</id>
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    <title>dlcg84 @ 2004-11-01T18:25:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-01T23:38:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-01T23:38:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>rocket star music</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Why do i hold onto the past when it already let go of me?  I continuously suppress myself and tenaciously hold onto the idea that the "once was" will be "once again".  Why is it that all the "once was's" can let me go but i keep them stored in a file called "perhaps on a rainy day".  It's disturbing really. One by one i need to find away to destroy the contents of that file. I need to let go already.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta move on and play more chess.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dlcg84:102742</id>
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    <title>holy lj</title>
    <published>2004-08-12T20:02:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-12T20:02:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">its been awhile.&lt;br /&gt;and the suns still shinin&lt;br /&gt;and the flowers still bloomin&lt;br /&gt;just because somethin has dwindled&lt;br /&gt;doesnt mean im not me&lt;br /&gt;so come along and give it a try&lt;br /&gt;i know you, dont tell a lie&lt;br /&gt;test the boundaries that were un noticeably set&lt;br /&gt;because i know the water is safe to bet&lt;br /&gt;so double down on me&lt;br /&gt;dont you see&lt;br /&gt;we were meant to be.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dlcg84:102429</id>
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    <title>pwned.</title>
    <published>2004-05-16T05:27:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-16T05:27:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hay mommy...you sexy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs. sachs......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opps =)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dlcg84:102286</id>
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    <title>is it lame that im not excited for my birth date</title>
    <published>2004-04-20T02:58:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-20T02:58:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ive had the ultimate block from creativity.&lt;br /&gt;ive had the ultimate lack of doing the things i enjoy doing solo&lt;br /&gt;ive felt fake lately which is right up there{in my book} of worthlessness.&lt;br /&gt;ive made some mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;and also some choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May B this summer ill fill up my depleted cookie jar.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dlcg84:102002</id>
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    <title>dlcg84 @ 2004-03-28T19:03:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-29T00:06:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-29T00:06:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">you know id walk a 1000 miles if i could just see you...tonight.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missin the soccer days</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dlcg84:101679</id>
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    <title>drunk is oay</title>
    <published>2004-03-15T05:20:53Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-15T05:20:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i think i love my life</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dlcg84:101578</id>
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    <title>dlcg84 @ 2004-03-13T12:33:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-13T17:33:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-13T17:33:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it's that time again. hopefully i wont blow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicky, we need to talk =)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dlcg84:101186</id>
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    <title>and i dont mean business</title>
    <published>2004-03-08T21:31:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-08T21:31:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">a new major is underway.  &lt;br /&gt;im ditching the business crap and going into something that will make me feel fulfilled at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;it'll be more than "just a job to pay the bills"&lt;br /&gt;la psychologie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then off to graduate school-&amp;gt;hopefully some place warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 7 years...call me doc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill write. ill teach, ill give advice and consult. oraganization behavior management..?&lt;br /&gt;what ive wanted to do all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**thanks rock climbing boy**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;California is more and more enduring every time im there.&lt;br /&gt;i feel at home there, with my over sized sunglasses and sandals.&lt;br /&gt;im at a sense of ease...less stressed.&lt;br /&gt;It has so much to offer me...but i have to find it..get it...and make it.&lt;br /&gt;if it was served on a plate to me...made simple, would that constitute as "i did this."&lt;br /&gt;no. the feeling of accomplishment should be challenging and bring setbacks--in which those are overcome by determination and the mentality of "dont give up [on yourself]"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in time, i hope to be full of those.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dlcg84:100929</id>
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    <title>Have a fuckin good day now, ya hear?</title>
    <published>2004-02-17T22:41:03Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-17T22:41:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">youstupidfuckmotherfuckingassholepieceofshitpussygoodfornothingslutbarbrastreisand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh i feel better now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dlcg84:100735</id>
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    <title>dlcg84 @ 2004-02-12T20:53:00</title>
    <published>2004-02-13T02:00:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-13T02:00:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">what is there to say about life right now?&lt;br /&gt;i could sit here and complain about the everyday&lt;br /&gt;occasional piss offs, but really whats the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one, including me, wants to hear me complain.&lt;br /&gt;People have it so much worse than us college brats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enter a coffee shop:&lt;br /&gt;"hi i would like a double latte with soy milk please"&lt;br /&gt;coffee brat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy down the way who has a little less than a dollar but hopes to get lucky:&lt;br /&gt;"coffee please."&lt;br /&gt;"1.00 please"&lt;br /&gt;checks the coins...91 cents.&lt;br /&gt;"...you got it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think he would rather be worrying about a calc test.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dlcg84:100507</id>
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    <title>dlcg84 @ 2004-02-02T16:15:00</title>
    <published>2004-02-02T21:15:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-02T21:15:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">fuck you for kissing me that night</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dlcg84:100115</id>
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    <title>i need you</title>
    <published>2004-02-02T21:12:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-02T21:12:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">everyone PLEASE make sweet love to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but everyone...PLEASE give me your addresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh thanks so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the below zero wind chill-i know i will*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dlcg84:100036</id>
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    <title>Dearest Jake-</title>
    <published>2004-01-26T20:08:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-26T20:08:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">DONT YOU EVER CALL ME THAT LATE AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMNIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO;)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dlcg84:99780</id>
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    <title>to YOU</title>
    <published>2004-01-21T19:09:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-21T19:09:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Your words burn me.&lt;br /&gt;I listen.&lt;br /&gt;Your words are a reality by which i am blinded.&lt;br /&gt;But i listen.&lt;br /&gt;Your concern is avuncular.&lt;br /&gt;I listen.&lt;br /&gt;Your matter of fact thoughts and what you can see and i cant&lt;br /&gt;I envie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think I dont hear what youre saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**i do, this time**</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dlcg84:99360</id>
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    <title>tummy protruding OUT.</title>
    <published>2004-01-17T18:05:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-17T18:05:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">if there is anything to say right now is i need reevaluation of my priorities and how i go about things concerning my life</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dlcg84:99154</id>
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    <title>hey ya.</title>
    <published>2004-01-12T20:12:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-12T20:12:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Listen to Dido: Life for Rent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All are excellent esp:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;10&lt;br /&gt;11</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dlcg84:98958</id>
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    <title>Please dont let me think that i wasted my time....</title>
    <published>2004-01-05T23:16:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-05T23:16:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">More than ever I am delighted to be back in the zoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break was excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent time with people who i havent seen and that time spent was much needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still can feel it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dlcg84:98723</id>
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    <title>tell me how to get the day back</title>
    <published>2003-12-28T06:21:52Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-28T06:21:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">how does one actually fall into submission of others when their brain knows it's a choice thats going to go no where but the closets of ones heart? but one does it anyway because the moment feels so good that they cant possible stop it but there is a somewhat murky understanding that they are going to get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;it's amazing to think that a cycle, such as this, can be so trite.  Maybe one cannot help themselves and they are fully taken by someone in an attempt that this time...this time it will be a different story, same person. &lt;br /&gt;One can come so close..so close that their lips will sweep against each others, their hands feeling each others skin, eyes connecting...but then a nerve of fear, doubt,or reluctance will creep up and as fast as one can breath in air it'll halt.&lt;br /&gt;But what exactly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill think of you...rather, wishing to be there with you...</content>
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    <title>wink</title>
    <published>2003-12-04T14:31:03Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-04T14:31:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it was fun while it lasted</content>
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    <title>248-830-7260</title>
    <published>2003-11-23T22:59:40Z</published>
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    <content type="html">my old cell phone # is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cheers</content>
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    <title>theres no way...</title>
    <published>2003-11-18T04:40:53Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-18T04:40:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i have a boy thats a friend now.&lt;br /&gt;ahh!!</content>
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    <title>this weekend was amazing however...</title>
    <published>2003-11-18T02:57:18Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-18T02:57:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i hate to post an lj about this but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone took my nextel that was in the drawer in my kitchen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give it back NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</content>
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