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  <title>swinging from the pole</title>
  <subtitle>swinging from the stars</subtitle>
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    <name>Kylie</name>
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  <updated>2008-01-23T20:16:22Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:notinmylifetime:3494</id>
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    <title>to the lady with the reins</title>
    <published>2008-01-23T20:16:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-23T20:16:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>lcd soundsystem</lj:music>
    <content type="html">if you tell me there is hope, I will believe you.&lt;br /&gt;You're in control here. &lt;br /&gt;C'mon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;please&lt;/font&gt;.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:notinmylifetime:2857</id>
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    <title>Is this hope?</title>
    <published>2007-08-19T06:18:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-19T06:18:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>rob thomas. shut up. I like him.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This feels alright I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea this.....this is nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do this.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:notinmylifetime:2693</id>
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    <title>Bad hair day</title>
    <published>2007-05-24T03:28:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-24T03:31:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>madonna-oh father</lj:music>
    <content type="html">He says he wants to love me .&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but feel it's just a matter of time before he finds someone better than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;and they all seem better than me.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:notinmylifetime:2342</id>
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    <title>Long hard stare out the cold wet window</title>
    <published>2007-04-12T22:59:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-12T22:59:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>datura</lj:music>
    <content type="html">You can make me come but you can't make me stay.Can't ever stay. Just like you can't keep me, even though you're telling me you want to for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's anywhere but here and here is everywhere. Nowhere to go that isn't just like every other place in the world. long hours working a concrete land that only yields to pipe roots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't complain,&lt;br /&gt;it is what it is</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:notinmylifetime:2160</id>
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    <title>notinmylifetime @ 2006-12-11T04:05:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-11T08:05:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-11T08:05:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Momma always said, that from the moment a woman is born, she is in debt for living in a man's world.&lt;br /&gt;and that you could be the smartest, the funniest, or straight up the best at what you do, you'll always be three steps behind torn between gratefully accepting what gets tossed your way and biting the hand that feeds you. Life has never tried to prove this theory wrong in my experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Kylie McFadden.&lt;br /&gt;I am sixteen years old.&lt;br /&gt;My dad left when I was seven so my mom and I had to move into a small trailer on the outskirts of town.&lt;br /&gt;Mom made her money as a waitress(mostly, like mother like daughter) and the sporadic income made affording school just as sporadic. &lt;br /&gt;After graduating first grade, it took my mom two more years before we could afford second grade. &lt;br /&gt;nobody reports people like us to deyfus.&lt;br /&gt;you have to "exist" to them first before they can call you shitty parents and messed up kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm terrified to love&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;i'm terriffied to yield&lt;br /&gt;and I don't ever want to need nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mostly I'm just scared.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:notinmylifetime:1986</id>
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    <title>notinmylifetime @ 2006-10-17T12:27:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-17T16:35:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-17T16:35:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>veruca salt- so weird</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I found a box of 6th hand high school curriculum fiction books in the trash on the way home last night, &lt;br /&gt;Just in time, I'm coming down with something disgusting and they just turned off my power.&amp;nbsp; I'll&amp;nbsp; read by flashlight while I take a day for the worst of it to pass. &lt;br /&gt;Acid Rain's fucked up my vision pretty bad so I gotta squint, but hell its something to do in this shit hole right?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:notinmylifetime:1663</id>
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    <title>notinmylifetime @ 2006-06-28T15:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-28T19:03:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-28T19:03:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was a joke. get it?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:notinmylifetime:1151</id>
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    <title>notinmylifetime @ 2006-02-06T13:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-06T18:13:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-06T18:13:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm gonna fucking sit on ryan's head until he suffocates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asshole.</content>
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