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  <title>Margs</title>
  <subtitle>Margs</subtitle>
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    <name>Margs</name>
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  <updated>2005-12-07T22:36:17Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abcamaris:62573</id>
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    <title>you know.</title>
    <published>2005-12-07T22:36:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-07T22:36:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so im back. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abcamaris:62277</id>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2005-06-17T12:18:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-17T16:18:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-17T16:23:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">..hes back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to do</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abcamaris:62207</id>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2005-06-09T14:27:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-09T18:32:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-09T18:32:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>crosby, stills, and nash</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What've you done?? and be honest..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(x) smoked a cigarette&lt;br&gt;( )smoked a cigar&lt;br&gt;(x) made out with a member of the same sex&lt;br&gt;( ) crashed a friend's car&lt;br&gt;( ) stolen a car&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;( x) been in love&lt;br&gt;(x) been dumped&lt;br&gt;() shoplifted&lt;br&gt;(x) been fired&lt;br&gt;(x) been in a fist fight&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(x) snuck out of parent's house&lt;br&gt;(X) had feelings for someone who didn't have them back&lt;br&gt;( ) been arrested&lt;br&gt;(x) made out with a stranger&lt;br&gt;( ) gone on a blind date&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(X) lied to a friend&lt;br&gt;(x) had a crush on a teacher&lt;br&gt;(x) skipped school&lt;br&gt;( ) slept with a co-worker&lt;br&gt;( ) seen someone die&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;( ) had/have a crush on one of your MYSPACE friends&lt;br&gt;(x) been to Canada&lt;br&gt;( ) been to Mexico&lt;br&gt;(x) been on a plane&lt;br&gt;( ) thrown up in a bar&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;() purposely set a part of yourself on fire&lt;br&gt;(x) eaten Sushi&lt;br&gt;() been snowboarding&lt;br&gt;( ) met someone BECAUSE of myspace&lt;br&gt;(x) been moshing at a concert&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;( ) been in an abusive relationship&lt;br&gt;(x) taken painkillers&lt;br&gt;( ) love someone right now&lt;br&gt;(x) laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by&lt;br&gt;(x) made a snow angel&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(X) had a tea party&lt;br&gt;(X) flown a kite&lt;br&gt;(X) built a sand castle&lt;br&gt;(X) gone puddle jumping&lt;br&gt;(X) played dress up&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(X) jumped into a pile of leaves&lt;br&gt;(X) gone sledding&lt;br&gt;(X) cheated while playing a game&lt;br&gt;(X) been lonely&lt;br&gt;(x) fallen asleep at work/school&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;() used a fake ID&lt;br&gt;(X) watched the sun set&lt;br&gt;( ) felt an earthquake&lt;br&gt;(x) touched a snake&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(X) been tickled&lt;br&gt;(x) been robbed&lt;br&gt;( ) robbed someone&lt;br&gt;(X) been misunderstood&lt;br&gt;() pet a reindeer/goat&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(X) won a contest&lt;br&gt;(x) ran a red light&lt;br&gt;( ) been suspended from school&lt;br&gt;(x) had detention&lt;br&gt;(x) been in a car accident&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;( ) had braces&lt;br&gt;(x) eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night&lt;br&gt;(x) had deja vu&lt;br&gt;(x) danced in the moonlight&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(X) hated the way you look&lt;br&gt;(X) witnessed a crime&lt;br&gt;( ) pole danced&lt;br&gt;(X) questioned your heart&lt;br&gt;(x) been obsessed with post-it notes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(X) squished barefoot through the mud&lt;br&gt;(X) been lost&lt;br&gt;(x) been to the opposite side of the country&lt;br&gt;(x) swam in the ocean&lt;br&gt;( ) felt like dying&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(X) cried yourself to sleep&lt;br&gt;(X) played cops and robbers&lt;br&gt;(X) recently colored with crayons/colored pencils/markers&lt;br&gt;(x) sung karaoke&lt;br&gt;(X) paid for a meal with only coins&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(X) done something you told yourself you wouldn't&lt;br&gt;(x) made prank phone calls&lt;br&gt;(x) laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose&lt;br&gt;(X) caught a snowflake on your tongue&lt;br&gt;() kissed in the rain&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(X) written a letter to Santa Claus&lt;br&gt;( ) been kissed under a mistletoe&lt;br&gt;( )&amp;nbsp;watched the sun set with someone you care about&lt;br&gt;(X) blown bubbles&lt;br&gt;( ) made a bonfire on the beach&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(x) crashed a party&lt;br&gt;( ) have traveled more than 5 days with a car full of people&lt;br&gt;(X) gone rollerskating/blading&lt;br&gt;(X) had a wish come true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;( ) worn pearls&lt;br&gt;( ) jumped off a bridge&lt;br&gt;(x) screamed "penis" in a crowded area&lt;br&gt;(x) ate dog food&lt;br&gt;( ) told a complete stranger you loved them&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(X) sang in the shower&lt;br&gt;(x) have a little black dress&lt;br&gt;( ) had sex in a public place&lt;br&gt;(x) had a dream that you married someone&lt;br&gt;( ) glued your hand to something&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;( ) got your toungue stuck to a pole&lt;br&gt;( ) kissed a fish&lt;br&gt;(X) worn the opposite sexes clothes&lt;br&gt;( ) been a cheerleader&lt;br&gt;(x) sat on a roof top&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;( ) had sex at a church&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;(X) screamed at the top of your lungs&lt;br&gt;( ) done a one-handed cartwheel&lt;br&gt;(x) talked on the phone for more than 6 hours&lt;br&gt;(X) stayed up all night&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(x) didnt take a shower for a week !!!yeahh lol&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(x) pick and ate an apple right off the tree&lt;br&gt;(X) climbed a tree&lt;br&gt;(x) had a tree house&lt;br&gt;(x) are scared to watch scary movies alone&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;( ) believe in ghosts&lt;br&gt;( ) have more then 30 pairs of shoes&lt;br&gt;(X) worn a really ugly outfit to school&lt;br&gt;(x) played ding-dong-ditch&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(X) played chicken fight&lt;br&gt;(x) been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on&lt;br&gt;(x) been told you're hot by a complete stranger&lt;br&gt;( ) broken a bone&lt;br&gt;(X) been easily amused&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;( ) caught a fish then ate it&lt;br&gt;(x) made porn &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(x) caught a butterfly&lt;br&gt;(X) laughed so hard you cried&lt;br&gt;(X) cried so hard you laughed&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(x) mooned/flashed someone&lt;br&gt;(X) had someone moon/flash you&lt;br&gt;(x) cheated on a test&lt;br&gt;(X) forgotten someone's name&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(x) slept naked&lt;br&gt;( ) French braided someones hair&lt;br&gt;(x) gone skinny dipping in a pool (YEAH me and AMANDAA in a thunder storm... we clearly rock.)&lt;br&gt;( ) been kicked out of your house &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abcamaris:61858</id>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2005-06-02T22:26:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-03T02:26:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-03T02:26:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i have sex with my counterpart.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abcamaris:61531</id>
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    <title>bbyoers:</title>
    <published>2005-06-01T18:28:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-01T18:29:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">BBQ/POOL PARTY. &lt;br /&gt;my house. &lt;br /&gt;June 18th. &lt;br /&gt;lemme know if your comingg</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abcamaris:61259</id>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2005-05-25T15:12:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-25T19:17:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-25T19:17:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>A-hole by Bowling for soup</lj:music>
    <content type="html">everything is going surprisingly well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im finally getting things back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i erased him and i dont think i could have felt any better...unless of corse if i had masterbated, but i think i woudl have exploded because i felt just o so good to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im over it. and im ready to moooove on. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im doing allright/good in school, i have things to do and people to meet. its just..nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is going...okay. lol i like it. god i hope this continues.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2005-05-23T16:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-23T20:46:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-23T20:46:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">R-Board '05-'06 MWAH&lt;br /&gt;im excited, not gona lie.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abcamaris:60701</id>
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    <title>in a greenday mood? what am i, in 8th grade again?</title>
    <published>2005-03-15T01:33:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-15T01:33:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>She - Greenday</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;what a weekend. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After much delerberation, sarah and i decided to go to the dance. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but amanda didnt go...which sucked. alot.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i got ready at sarahs and we boht decided we couldnt n wouldnt get ready together again, which didnt last very long.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;after countless lessons in proper amounts of "makeup" and a few tampon inqueries, topped off with being a good hour late we got to the&amp;nbsp;snowball.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;u&gt;quick note to self: &lt;/u&gt;dont listen to dave and sarah on the phone, itll make u want to kill yourself :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;we showed a few people how we do it in CVR&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-sigh- i heart dancing with good looking boys, it really makes me happy. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;there was a stink bomb in the middle of the dancefloor at some point tho. that was kinda gross &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;even tho i didnt feel too good at that point, it was still a good time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i was happy i went.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;quick note to self&lt;/u&gt;: next time dont just dance with the incredably good looking boys, take advantage. -sigh-&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;got home late. went to bed. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;woke up early on sat. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;stupid sisters.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;got my hair done. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;got all my stuff ready and went&amp;nbsp;to sarah's. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;she beat me this time.....o well. i won before. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;we werent late this time. it was exciting. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;beau was fantastic. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i had a really good time. i also have 2 blisters to prove it. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i think im good luck.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;last year i went with evan. he won beau.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;this year i went with dan. he won beau. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hmm.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;next year? who knows. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;after beau was fun. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;now im more sick then i was.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600" size="1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my birthday is in 7 days..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2005-02-24T23:57:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-25T04:56:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-25T04:56:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">commitment required....hah</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abcamaris:60268</id>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2005-02-23T12:21:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-23T17:20:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-23T17:20:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i love florida like a mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i love ashley more...call me n tell me whats going on love.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abcamaris:59941</id>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2005-02-12T17:21:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-12T22:21:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-12T22:21:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;why is it that i always make a mess out of everything? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i want something. i get it. and then its wrong. its always always wrong. wrong. &lt;strong&gt;wrong&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;he wants me to be happy. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i know that he would want me to be happy. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;then why cant i just be happy? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;why does everything have to be so &lt;strong&gt;wrong?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abcamaris:59791</id>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2005-02-07T12:36:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-07T17:41:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-07T17:41:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>in school..</lj:music>
    <content type="html">why is it that it takes someone with so much pain, but still has so much love in their life to make you relize how incredably lucky you are? 

Scott honestly touched so many of our lives this weekend, lives, quoting emily, that needed to be touched. 

He made me feel so proud to have someone who loves me, who would be willing just to "hold me". 

This weekend for me, was all about relizing who loves you and embracing them. 

"if i had friends like you do here, in bbyo, i probably wouldnt be infected with HIV right now." -Scott. 

This weekend revived me to my friends, to bbyo, and to whats importent in life.</content>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2005-01-17T18:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-17T23:59:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-17T23:59:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...happy 5 months to me</content>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2005-01-16T23:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-17T04:22:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-17T04:22:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>daughters-john mayer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

-sigh- sometimes i think that i live a boring uneventful life, and then there are moments like that with tina. oy vay. 

saterday was really fun. i had lunch with katie. it lasted 4 hours. there were some tiny dice buying mixed in with some "does this thing make my boobs jiggle out?" along with some "the black seethru or the red silk?" -sigh- college takes all the cool kids away. 
then i came home for about an hour and a half n then invited nikki over. 
we hung out, listened to music, colored grumpy bear on birth control, played web speak -give me tiny aliens- -good fucking nuts- -jacking (off) kids- then seth comes over for 10 minutes n shows us how to get free porn off cable. then at about 11 nikki decides to go on a road trip to rochester. so she leaves. n makes the 5 hour trip up there to see her boy. and i go to sleep.

today i went to my grandparents for lunch n then to the danbury ice rink n skated for a while which was fun. n then i had some dinner with the family. then went to see In Good Company with my manda. -sigh- we have too much fun together. then jake n dave are at the bottom of my driveway. so i go with them to edmund for about 10 minutes. learn about jakes veiws on love. -sigh- n then come back home. </content>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2005-01-01T15:01:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-01T20:09:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-01T20:09:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ohio-Bowling for Soup</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it's ok. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;my poor neglected livejournal. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;shit happens i guess. you get really sick right before you want to go out for new years, resulting in throwing up all day, resulting in not going out to ur best friends house, resulting in laying in bed, sipping wine, hoping u dont throw up again, listening to your new Bowling for Soup CD, which is intitled "A Hangover You Don't Deserve"(ironic, huh?), getting yourself upset that you dont have him to kiss you at 12. shit happens. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2004-12-17T18:20:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-17T23:22:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-17T23:22:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sex and Candy-Marcy playground (our song)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so...one month. &lt;br /&gt;it hurts alot allready. &lt;br /&gt;.....do u think i can do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz i dont</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abcamaris:57999</id>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2004-11-29T18:53:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-29T23:53:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-29T23:53:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i really hate my mom sometimes.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abcamaris:57713</id>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2004-11-28T18:58:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-28T23:59:39Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-29T00:02:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">-sigh- &lt;br /&gt;its really awful the way my guy(and a present)can make my mood change.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abcamaris:57412</id>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2004-11-20T13:09:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-19T18:11:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-19T18:11:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">SNOW WHITE AND THE SEVEN DWARFS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRI- 7:30&lt;br /&gt;SAT- 3:30 AND 7:30&lt;br /&gt;SUN- 2:00</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abcamaris:57258</id>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2004-11-14T19:38:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-15T00:39:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-15T00:39:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">happy hell week guys!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abcamaris:57077</id>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2004-11-13T10:11:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-13T15:12:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-13T15:12:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it snowed</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abcamaris:56592</id>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2004-11-07T09:48:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-07T14:58:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-07T14:58:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>this ruined puzzle-db</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;he says: i cant imagine my life without you, when im not with you, when im not holding you, when i dont hear your voice, im not me. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;she says: then dont be without me..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;he says: stay with me. forever. no matter what any one says, no matter what happens, promise you'll stay with me forever. i couldnt handle it if you weren't.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;she says: just...just dont hurt me again...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;he says: baby im so sorry i hurt you, i cant imagine doing anything to make you feel bad when you make me feel so good. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;she starts to cry silently. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;he says: you're too good for me, and i dont deserve it..ive hurt you, but i swear to god ill never hurt you again. i dont know what i would do with out you. we're going to grow old together&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;she says:&amp;nbsp;and we're going to be&amp;nbsp;old and wrinkley&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;he says: and still having sex&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;she says: and loving it. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;he says: i want to have a family with you someday. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;she says: a big one.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;she smiles.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;he says: look at me. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;she looks. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;he says: i love you so much baby.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;she says: i love you too. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abcamaris:56429</id>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2004-11-06T23:37:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-07T04:39:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-07T04:39:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">new favorite thing- being told that he loves you...and beileving it.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abcamaris:56208</id>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2004-10-27T17:52:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-27T21:53:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-27T21:53:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i got laughed at by the blind kid...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:abcamaris:55952</id>
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    <title>abcamaris @ 2004-10-24T12:18:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-24T16:18:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-24T16:18:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Like the icon? &lt;br /&gt;cuz i do</content>
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