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  <updated>2008-12-03T23:57:53Z</updated>
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    <title>Angry.</title>
    <published>2008-12-03T23:57:53Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I'M SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO FRUSTRATED. I just need a vent. I wish I could speak this but at the risk of sounding too pathetic I don't have anyone that would listen to me. Oh wait, that is really pathetic. I have found that I now have little to no friends. I have built up so much anger that it has made me a mean person. I never used to be mean. I never used to gossip, I never used things as an escape, I never ignored my body, and now look at me.&lt;br /&gt;Look.&lt;br /&gt;I am dead behind my eyes. I don't feel anything. I've never been so upset by my own reflection. But I am. I don't know how I got to this point but I want out. I'm having anxiety attacks, ym vision is fading, and I have no motivation to do anything. Anything. That shou;dn't be normal! I'm 19. I should be living it up and partying and having a blast doing whatever I want to do. Or maybe i jusdt realize my own mortality and have become too afraid to leave my room. Have I become too comfortable in things and now I'm looking to escape? what's going on here. What's wrong with me.</content>
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    <title>Who?</title>
    <published>2007-11-05T03:19:11Z</published>
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    <content type="html">what have I become?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:daniyellin:1931</id>
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    <title>sigh...</title>
    <published>2007-01-30T23:51:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-30T23:51:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tori Amos - You Belong To Me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I remember a time when pot was my sole interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.popartuk.com/g/l/lg3517.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awkward how i still sort of long for those days.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:daniyellin:388</id>
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    <title>Friends only!</title>
    <published>2006-09-01T15:15:53Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Sorry :o)</content>
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