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  <title>what do you think it means</title>
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  <updated>2003-02-10T04:25:31Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:patricesux:3839</id>
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    <title>Cum on my face little darlin'</title>
    <published>2003-02-10T04:25:31Z</published>
    <updated>2003-02-10T04:25:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>NOFX "Starry Night"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I saw the new larry clark film tonight.  It was supremely disapointed.  It was all people jacking off or banging thier girlfiend's mom.  A porn not yet a film.  Damb it!  And I paid eight bucks to see it.  But I did see Larry Clark and Lou Reed.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:patricesux:3362</id>
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    <title>patricesux @ 2003-01-21T15:31:00</title>
    <published>2003-01-21T20:33:33Z</published>
    <updated>2003-01-21T20:33:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Crime in Stereo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So......  today I was thinking of how I would describe the way I am feeling.  I found that the work "sad' was the best word for it, but sort of by default.  I hate the word depressed.  It sounds so clihe.  It's just a word that gets tosses around like the word "Love" and so few really mean it or even know its meaning.  I hate that.  I makes me sick to my stomach.   Maybe SAD was too generic, but depressed is to sickning.  It's an overused word like an overused whore.  Old and beat, and ugly.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:patricesux:3222</id>
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    <title>Oh, How I Wish You Were Here........</title>
    <published>2003-01-09T22:03:01Z</published>
    <updated>2003-01-09T22:03:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">we're just two lost souls livin in a fish bowl year after year:&lt;br /&gt;Point youself south and strait on till morning</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:patricesux:2861</id>
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    <title>How it feels to be loved?</title>
    <published>2002-12-28T06:22:06Z</published>
    <updated>2002-12-28T06:22:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Fly around..."  Built to Spill</lj:music>
    <content type="html">How did I get here, to this point?  Where I exist exponentianly alone.  How did I become this socially diseased?  Diseased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still write this when I know that one person is reading it.  I think I need someone to read it.  To take ownership of it so I don't have to own it anymore.  Think about it anymore.  Feel sick about it anymore.  I don't know..... maybe it's just hard because it's winter.  Or maybe it's hard because I make it that way.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:patricesux:2696</id>
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    <title>They came into my house</title>
    <published>2002-12-23T06:06:29Z</published>
    <updated>2002-12-23T06:06:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So.....  last night I went to Brit Pop night at the Otto Bar in baltimore and had an amazing time!  I saw people I hadn't seen in years and danced with sexxy men.  An infinite moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I didn't dod much but I went outside tonight and found that my car had been stolen.  Someone came into my house went through my wallet, stole my cell phone, and stole my mothers key chain with our house key and both car keys on it.  The police were here till about midnight.  I knew last night was too good to be true.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:patricesux:2390</id>
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    <title>I want a mother that sais FUCK</title>
    <published>2002-12-18T04:02:21Z</published>
    <updated>2002-12-18T04:02:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I want. &lt;br /&gt;that's all</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:patricesux:2210</id>
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    <title>The difference between a rut and a grave are the dimensions</title>
    <published>2002-12-14T05:37:30Z</published>
    <updated>2002-12-14T05:37:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Iron Spy" Splashdown</lj:music>
    <content type="html">graves open the flood gates of love and you never realize how much is there until it smashes you to the foor and you struggle to catch your breath but when you do you don't know it you want it</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:patricesux:2039</id>
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    <title>Zoran and his stuid paper</title>
    <published>2002-12-11T21:35:49Z</published>
    <updated>2002-12-11T21:35:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Takib Quali "Get by"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So...... I have to write this paper and i just can't do it.  I have been making attempts at it all day with no success.  I just want patrice to get here and for classes to be over.  This waiting period is killing me.  Or maybe it's all the coffee. &lt;br /&gt;I am going polaroid crazy with my new camera and i think I am addicted.  That's right addicted.   Can't have cigarettes, shouldn't have coffee, but i don't see the harm in Polaroids. I mean besides the huge hole in my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;Well nothing more to say.........</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:patricesux:1648</id>
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    <title>That's just how it is</title>
    <published>2002-12-08T06:46:05Z</published>
    <updated>2002-12-08T06:46:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Gigantic" pixies</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"It would be very nice to have a friend again.  I would like that even more than a date."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"The Perks Of Being A Wallflower"  by stephen chbosky</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:patricesux:1281</id>
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    <title>NYC's white body bag</title>
    <published>2002-12-05T22:05:30Z</published>
    <updated>2002-12-05T22:05:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"I came as a rat" modest mouse</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Crawl in with me and lets get COZY</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:patricesux:1083</id>
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    <title>The List</title>
    <published>2002-12-05T06:51:54Z</published>
    <updated>2002-12-05T06:51:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">things to love about this city&lt;br /&gt;   1.  the third floor of B&amp;N&lt;br /&gt;   2.  horrible coffee from the corner store&lt;br /&gt;   3.  the way the tread wears off your shoes&lt;br /&gt;   4.  finally and most importantly.... the two steps between the fifth and sixth floor in stair way B in the photo building.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:patricesux:848</id>
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    <title>"The Man"</title>
    <published>2002-12-03T20:41:28Z</published>
    <updated>2002-12-03T20:41:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got a call from Glamour Magazine today.  Slightly excited.  Want the job.  Don't mind working for The Man.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:patricesux:717</id>
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    <title>To All My Fellow Nap Lovers:  An Anthem</title>
    <published>2002-12-03T07:27:33Z</published>
    <updated>2002-12-03T07:27:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I wanna nap with somebody,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel the sheets with somebody,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I wanna nap with somebody....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inspired by Whitney</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:patricesux:377</id>
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    <title>suicide 101</title>
    <published>2002-12-01T21:23:38Z</published>
    <updated>2002-12-01T21:23:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">any ideas on an original form of self-mutilation?</content>
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