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  <updated>2006-09-06T01:08:22Z</updated>
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    <title>luamonroe @ 2006-09-05T20:07:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-06T01:08:22Z</published>
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    <content type="html">All I want to do is work and earn money and save it.&lt;br /&gt;And sleep. And when I am good and ready,&lt;br /&gt;after I've lost weight and grown out my hair;&lt;br /&gt;after I've gotten my life semi straightened out,&lt;br /&gt;then I want to fall in love for real,&lt;br /&gt;I want to FEEL IT, I want it to hurt, I want it to burn inside of me&lt;br /&gt;the way it did, once.&lt;br /&gt;Once before.&lt;br /&gt;Drugs are just clocks lately; they help me to pass the time.&lt;br /&gt;Friends are few and far between, oh god how I miss some of them,&lt;br /&gt;some of them I will never let them leave me, &lt;br /&gt;and some are gone forever. I wonder where they are, who they are,&lt;br /&gt;and I hope no matter what the answers to those questions are&lt;br /&gt;that they are happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my family. I miss my parents.&lt;br /&gt;A year from now, I won't be this girl anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I will be a happy adult. Please oh please,&lt;br /&gt;I need to make something, ANYTHING of myself,&lt;br /&gt;so when people ask me what I've been up to I have exciting answers.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose friends, I neglect friends,&lt;br /&gt;Friends become accquaintences,&lt;br /&gt;I don't see anyone unless I see them by chance,&lt;br /&gt;I choose to live this way, I do.&lt;br /&gt;Where are you old familiar faces?&lt;br /&gt;Pretty boys and pretty girls, I've let you go.&lt;br /&gt;I let them go. I did. Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrified to make the same mistakes twice;&lt;br /&gt;after work tomorrow I am going to try to get a library card&lt;br /&gt;and will take out books and read in my spare time,&lt;br /&gt;my knowledge is stagnant my vocabulary lacks,&lt;br /&gt;I am not as educated or as smart or well read as I'd like to be,&lt;br /&gt;I could talk to a stranger about a book or politics,&lt;br /&gt;or songs or music, I want to be interesting,&lt;br /&gt;I want strangers to find me interesting with stories I'd tell them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't lie anymore, either, &lt;br /&gt;it makes life harder, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;I went back to NJ and again focused on Memphis,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had seen more people,&lt;br /&gt;spent more time with the people I did see;&lt;br /&gt;regret is an anchor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I let others speak.&lt;br /&gt;I listen. I act interested.&lt;br /&gt;I hold open doors and I always say please and thank you&lt;br /&gt;Because right now, for right now, that's the most I can do.&lt;br /&gt;Adventure, love, tragedy, something, anything, nothing....&lt;br /&gt;I am wanting craving needing yearning to LIVE again.&lt;br /&gt;One day, someday, I'm being smarter this time around,&lt;br /&gt;I promise.</content>
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