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  <title>__________!!!!</title>
  <subtitle>BORN A GIRL</subtitle>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bornagirl:9693</id>
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    <title>bornagirl @ 2004-04-25T12:45:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-25T16:46:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-25T16:46:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bornagirl:9121</id>
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    <title>reason to choke</title>
    <published>2004-04-24T22:22:56Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-24T22:23:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">¯¯¯¯¯|¦|¯¯¯¯·¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯|    &lt;br /&gt;|__ ©__|¦|___________ _._____________|_|   &lt;br /&gt;` · .''        ==                  ''_____||________|    &lt;br /&gt;     \   .  .  .  .     |¯\(¯¯¯| |                                 &lt;br /&gt;    / ·           `¸  .`·--- · ' ,          &lt;br /&gt;   / ·             · /  ¯¯¯¯¯      &lt;br /&gt; ·             · /       &lt;br /&gt;| ______ ..     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This low fuel light's been on for days......it doesn't mean anything.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bornagirl:8868</id>
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    <title>bornagirl @ 2004-04-24T17:09:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-24T21:13:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-24T21:13:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">daddy bought me a laptop. i think hes tring to buy me happiness so i get out of my depression. hes really sweet, and will do anything for me. i just hate how he keeps wanting me to eat. im not gona. you know im not. my therapist says i will get real thin and pass out and be in the hospital. i dont care. i guess i want that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told therapist lady i want to go to western psyche(mental place for teens). i dont think any teen ever wanted to go there. i told her id be alone. she laughed and said you liek being alone. yeah i do. people scare me. -shiver-</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bornagirl:8701</id>
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    <title>bornagirl @ 2004-04-21T23:03:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-22T03:05:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-22T03:05:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">you dont add me to your freinds list? fine. am i not one of your good freinds? fine. i hurt you? fine. i said i was sorry right? can i ever start over? i dont think so. maybe me leaving is for the better. i can be a whole new person, i can be whoever i want to be. i think i want a new lj name.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bornagirl:8227</id>
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    <title>bam</title>
    <published>2004-04-21T23:00:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-21T23:04:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>thursday-jet black new year</lj:music>
    <content type="html">BAM#^$#%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelina jolie is a hot mother fucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juliana hatfield is awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish thursday would come to pittsburgh again. i want to go to the plea for peace tour on saturday. CURSIVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. its kc's bday. fuck yeah, i want to take her, but father might be gay. im not going to whhs next year. WOOOOO. new beginnings HOLY FUCKING YEAH.</content>
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    <title>askaskaskaskask</title>
    <published>2004-04-16T03:05:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-16T03:05:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I want everyone who reads this to ask me 3 questions, no more no less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me anything you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I want you to go to your journal, copy and paste this allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bornagirl:7728</id>
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    <title>crazy bitchhhh</title>
    <published>2004-04-16T03:01:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-16T03:02:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>roses- outcast hahahaha</lj:music>
    <content type="html">kidnap the santa clause, throw him in a box, bury him for 90 years, then see if he still talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pretty sure im going to boyce next year. i just have to get in, but my guidence teacher said shed reconmend me. she thinks id be a good person to go there, beacuse i dont fit in. i cut, and i puke. yes, thats what she told my mom. hahaha. Boyce isnt a normal highschool. its a college, but you can go there for 10th,11th,12th if you apply and the classes are all smaller. also they dont believe in homework, all the work is easy, and id get a 1/2 day of school every wednesday, yeah that fucking rocks. my mom doesnt want me to miss out on highschool experience though but i really dont give a fuck about highschool. i cant wait till im out like woah on a stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAROLINEEEEEEEEEEE..... CAROLINE. you need a calculater to divide, the time it takes to look inside and realizeeeeeeeeeee.. wow some weirdo was singing that song today. it was pretty funny.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bornagirl:7379</id>
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    <title>milligram smile</title>
    <published>2004-04-13T22:35:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-13T22:35:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">All my hopes and all of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Everything falling in between&lt;br /&gt;Seems to me that the memories&lt;br /&gt;(They) mean more to you than they do to me.&lt;br /&gt;Through the sky and into your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;And I see everything falling in between&lt;br /&gt;Sew the lips right into your smile.&lt;br /&gt;I'm OK with faking this,&lt;br /&gt;I'll fake everything just to slip your kiss.&lt;br /&gt;If I'm a writer, and I'm a poet, I might love you,&lt;br /&gt;But never show it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawrawrawrawr dl this song. now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bornagirl:7129</id>
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    <title>bornagirl @ 2004-04-12T14:41:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-12T21:42:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-12T21:42:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ahhhhahahahaha i have to go to therapy now ahhh 1st time. im peircing my lip tonight. hells yeah.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bornagirl:6748</id>
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    <title>easter</title>
    <published>2004-04-11T19:03:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-11T19:03:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>bright eyes-bowl of oranges</lj:music>
    <content type="html">easter... great. i got white strips premium, 2 shirts-yuck- a belt made of fucking metal circles. hair crap and candy. why do they give me candy? when i asked them not too? urgh. well, im at my daddys and lisa-stepmom- is cooking a 22lb turkey. its fucking HUGE! biggest ive ever seen. and 12 lbs. of potatos. thats alot of food. im starving, dad made me eat cereal, and i gave it to the dog when he wasnt watching. See, i can do that, cause i dont like milk in my cereal. i took 2 more weight loss pills. i start my classes on wednesday at the gym!! i can go to any class anyday of the week. yes! this is gona rock. eck both my parents are going to my therapy meeting tomorrow. farewell.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bornagirl:6511</id>
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    <title>bornagirl @ 2004-04-10T09:58:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-10T14:00:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-10T14:00:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i went to walmart last night, and bought a calling card to call mikey and laxitives. mother went through my fucking purse anf found my recet and fucking flipped. woke me up at 9 in the morning after i was sick the whole night. she made me give all the laxitives to her, but i saved 3. woo. i hate that bitch.</content>
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    <title>bornagirl @ 2004-04-09T22:22:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-10T02:22:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-10T02:22:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">mikeys singing on the phone &amp;lt;333333333333333333333333333333333333 wow. i cant wait till we fuck.</content>
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    <title>help</title>
    <published>2004-04-09T03:25:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-09T03:25:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;i can paint my room any color.. what color should i choose? help please.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>blah. pictures</title>
    <published>2004-04-08T03:46:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-08T03:55:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img48.photobucket.com/albums/v148/oberst_eyes/la_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="368" src="http://img48.photobucket.com/albums/v148/oberst_eyes/jamie_0003.jpg" width="477"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bornagirl:5196</id>
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    <title>.......</title>
    <published>2004-04-06T09:44:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-06T09:46:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Silverchair- Anthem for the year 2000</lj:music>
    <content type="html">one of my er "best" friends did something to me yesterday. you know what they did? they told the school about me cutting, purging, and not eating right. fuck that. i denied it all except cutting because the nurse had to fucking check my wrist and shit. Of course i have to go to thearapy right away, so they called my parents. Dad and mom picked one out equal distance between the houses. i guess this is good? eh? humph</content>
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    <title>oh yeahh</title>
    <published>2004-04-03T23:25:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-03T23:26:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it took a while but i did it. new layout. fuck yea</content>
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    <title>bitch</title>
    <published>2004-03-26T18:15:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-26T18:15:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i fucking hate my mom.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bornagirl:4240</id>
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    <title>blah</title>
    <published>2004-03-24T00:52:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-24T00:54:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>wonderwall-oasis</lj:music>
    <content type="html">SELF EXAMINATION=PAIN. smoked yesterday. fell sleep in the tub again. i want to chop my body in half.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bornagirl:3861</id>
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    <title>heh</title>
    <published>2004-03-20T16:48:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-20T16:49:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>i wont ever be happy again by bright eyes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i took a picture last night of the book "Prozac Nation" and my weed on top of it, cause im a loser. hah, but i made it my icon ^^ woo</content>
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    <title>bornagirl @ 2004-03-19T11:27:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-19T16:28:24Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-19T16:29:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">mom saw cuts, getting help, getting an evaluation, end.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bornagirl:3412</id>
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    <title>bornagirl @ 2004-03-13T17:15:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-13T22:16:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-13T22:18:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">scott did it again. broke his promise to parents...  i hate you(and no, not scott or family)</content>
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    <title>bornagirl @ 2004-03-12T05:39:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-12T10:42:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-12T10:42:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sound of the coffee maker, making coffee..</lj:music>
    <content type="html">rawr, how is it fair GATE people get to like.. miss class and never get caught?! gerrr... it annoys me so. also nikki took my hand and started waving it, and screamed HI ROB! and rob turned waved smiled and said, hi jamie. wow. that was scary. robs a hot mother fucker there man. also theres this girl, and i really hate this girl, even tho i never see this girl, i hate her so much, cause shes a mean bitch.</content>
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    <title>bornagirl @ 2004-03-09T15:57:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-09T20:58:24Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-09T20:59:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>further seems forever-a new desert life</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i talkkkkeddd to robbbbbbb haha. mikey has been calling everyday for like 4 days. i really really am falling for him. and im scared to death. eeeeeek, i sound really gay on the phone, like woah</content>
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    <title>bornagirl @ 2004-03-04T14:49:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-04T20:14:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-04T20:16:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>cowboy dan-modest mouse</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i was writting to you in geo. i wrote "i am in geo, and i am suppose to be doing my geo, but insead i shall write to you" and my teacher was reading it over my back and said, no you will not be writting to them. i was like ahhhh. scared the fucking shit out of me. i hate teachers. today i was on the computer for 3 periods. damn... also there making me do a report on teen suicide so the lady in the libary screams "RATES ON TEEN SUICIDE NOW PRINTED" i mean, there gona think im fucking nuts(not that im not already) but still. today was the best lunch ever. rob got lunch for the 1st time, and i stood behind him, dude i almost had a fucking oragasm i sware. he knows i think hes the hottest guy ever, and i was looking at him, and he looked at me, i felt stupid. sure, i would talk to rob but hes a senior! and he doesnt talk to anyone but like 3 people. Robs one of those loner guys, who wears only dark red, black, and white(sometimes, looks hot as hell), with blank pants. He looks like hes gona kill some one, which i love about him. i want to rape him. Hes hairs kindog long and parted and goes over his eye. man o man.. &amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i hate jeans</content>
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    <title>bornagirl @ 2004-03-04T06:03:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-04T11:06:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-04T12:23:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>optimistic-radiohead</lj:music>
    <content type="html">my eye died again. stupid stupid eye is a whorre. i hate hate hate falling alseep with contacks, then i have wear stupid glasses, even though there cool emo glasses, i dont like wearing them. i dont want to go to school.</content>
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