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  <title>hello i am the canadian bacon.</title>
  <subtitle>what you talkin 'boot?</subtitle>
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  <updated>2005-04-08T20:04:51Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilbbiwitch:21578</id>
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    <title>s/ns</title>
    <published>2005-04-08T20:04:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-08T20:04:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">if you give me ur sn youll need to im me first to see if we can talk.  i have problems adding sns to my buddy list.  the one you can talk to me on is dyingcourtesan &amp;lt; thats at yahoo...so yeah if you see me online talk to me.  if i get annoyed at you or you piss me off,,,,,,i will block ur ass.  loves peace out&lt;br /&gt;adrian</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilbbiwitch:21496</id>
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    <title>lilbbiwitch @ 2005-04-07T19:13:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-07T23:17:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-07T23:17:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">bored bored bored bored&lt;br /&gt;want someone to talk to online.  need to find out friends sns so i can chat with them.  kinda depressed cause theres no one real close to me except chel and i never know when shes gonna be at her dads and erin isnt always home.  thsi all sucks!  neways, i need to be sure to get everyones email address and phone numbers so that when i do my show this summer i can tell everyone to come.  yeah for The Canadian Bacon that is acoustic alternative!  bow at my feet!  actually just go get me some food.....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilbbiwitch:21207</id>
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    <title>lilbbiwitch @ 2005-01-26T14:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-26T19:33:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-26T19:33:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">bored.  want to go home. i am so tired from pt i hurt in so many places. just want to sleep!.  and to think i have to do this agian on Friday and monday and wednesday for the rest of the year!  i better be strong as helll when this is done!  cause this sucks!  i like the rest of it just not the excersise.  oh well ill live.  i hope.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilbbiwitch:20973</id>
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    <title>lilbbiwitch @ 2005-01-20T12:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-20T17:48:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-20T17:48:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i watched a guy throw up today in Rotc.  it was funny...i need to learn the chain of commands.  sucks.  going to the dentist today after school.  i cracked my old filling so i have to get it fixed.  the dog hit my face and it just hurt so bad.  apparently this chick cassy is mad at me because of how me and JT are.  so blah blah blah and a donut in ur butt.  thats how i say shut up dont care. but i go to lunch now</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilbbiwitch:20481</id>
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    <title>stressed!</title>
    <published>2005-01-13T13:42:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-13T13:42:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i hate finals!  im not ding to good in 2 classes.  hopefully i can bring that up with the finals.  it sucks.  al i want to do is sleep and cry when i get home from all this work.  arg!  my mom thught shed be funny last night and she hands me this men's clothing cataloge and its open to the page with the guys in their underwear...my god ther were some huge! Huge HUGE! bulges////////damn mom for that.  she then took it from me and showed me the page with all the pirate looking clothing.  my god i wants those shirts and those leather pants!  i dont care if its for men!  i want those shirts!  they were so gorgeous!  she also handed me a STACK of toilet seat covers, cause i hate putting my butt down on the toilets at school....now i can go potty at school without worrying about whose butts been there before mine!  yes i know my family is wierd...with a capitol W. but other than that theres nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;loves&lt;br /&gt;nights&lt;br /&gt;adrian</content>
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    <title>fucked up!</title>
    <published>2005-01-11T14:29:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-11T14:29:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/X/xdeadxstarx/1043989170_uresPurple.JPG" border="0" alt="Purple info"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your Heart is Purple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/xdeadxstarx/quizzes/What%20Color%20is%20Your%20Heart%3F%20/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Color is Your Heart? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man that thing is jsut so fucked up!  i could say that storm fucked things up for me and girls.  or i could say that the man that i want doesnt live here!  and the ones that i find attractive are all assholes!  blah!!!!!!</content>
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    <title>lilbbiwitch @ 2005-01-10T08:44:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-10T13:53:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-10T13:53:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>'Bob' Rancid</lj:music>
    <content type="html">why do so many people want to get me high? its so stupid!  yeah i might be funny high but im funny now!  you want me horny than get me drunk!  lalalala!   i decided that one day of every week i need to dress pretty.  i get a lot more attention when i dress all sexy...yep. i can dress sexy.  you should have seen me on new years.  dancin for chelsea.  shirt rolled up, skirt and pantyhose.  oh yeah and dotn forget the knee high boots.  yes i did dance for chel.  she said that if i was her type, she would so have gone for me.  but thank god that im not. sorry chel, i dont date hookers.  (lol, sorry had to say it)  need some lovin.  bad.  but not much else.&lt;br /&gt;loves&lt;br /&gt;nights&lt;br /&gt;adrian</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilbbiwitch:19871</id>
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    <title>dont know</title>
    <published>2005-01-07T13:28:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-07T13:28:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i dont know when i am going to do a show.  so yeah.  it will be after i make my CD and i am trying to do that before spring break cause kristen wants to come to the show.  so i dont know.</content>
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    <title>lilbbiwitch @ 2005-01-06T09:14:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-06T14:16:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-06T14:16:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">oh groosssssssssssssssss!  go to google image search and type in dragon tattoos.  there is a picture of a prince albert.  just a huge picture of this guys peirced dick!  i so did not want to see that!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilbbiwitch:19330</id>
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    <title>theme music</title>
    <published>2005-01-06T13:53:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-06T13:53:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>'geek stink breathe' green day</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i have created my theme song!   i need to get all my friends together cause there is a part that you will have to do when i preform in the summer.  the song is called 'Who Brings it to you?'  and you will all love it! hahahaha! but neways. not much going on, still working on recording.  and thinking of a cool t-shirt design for Canadian Bacon.  but need to goes.  loves.</content>
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    <title>lilbbiwitch @ 2005-01-04T07:58:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-04T13:35:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-04T13:35:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Maria by Green Day</lj:music>
    <content type="html">put music to a song last night.  hope you guys like this.  here's the lyrics....&lt;br /&gt;Alcoholic Dady&lt;br /&gt;My Daddy is an alcoholic&lt;br /&gt;my daddy is a drunk&lt;br /&gt;my daddy fucking hates me&lt;br /&gt;cause i'm a little punk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says that no one loves me&lt;br /&gt;when we all hate on him&lt;br /&gt;he says that i'm damn ugly&lt;br /&gt;when i look just like him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He yells at me for no damn reason&lt;br /&gt;he likes the sound of his voice&lt;br /&gt;he likes to throw things cross the room&lt;br /&gt;shouting is his choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Daddy is an alcoholic&lt;br /&gt;my daddy is a drunk&lt;br /&gt;my daddy fucking hates me&lt;br /&gt;cause i'm a little punk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i hide myself inside my room&lt;br /&gt;he finds me anyway&lt;br /&gt;i dont dare cry in front of him&lt;br /&gt;i'll leave this place someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll poor his drinks right down the drain&lt;br /&gt;and listen to him yell&lt;br /&gt;but i'll remember this one thing&lt;br /&gt;alcoholics go to hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my daddy is an alcoholic&lt;br /&gt;i hate him so much&lt;br /&gt;my daddy is an alcoholic&lt;br /&gt;all these words are such&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Daddy is an alcoholic&lt;br /&gt;my daddy is a drunk&lt;br /&gt;my daddy fucking hates me&lt;br /&gt;cause i'm a little punk&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;well i hope you guys liked it.  i want to play that at my first show along with, 'ode to a love' 'not there' 'finallity' 'snow globe' and 'beautiful girl'  i dont know that list might change between now and when i do my show. enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;loves&lt;br /&gt;nights&lt;br /&gt;adrian</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilbbiwitch:18814</id>
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    <title>lilbbiwitch @ 2004-12-22T08:21:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-22T13:31:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-22T13:31:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">frusterated.  i found out i was upset over nothing.  thanks chelsea...but she got me a present so its all good.  she got me a greenday cd and a jar of reeses peanutbutter.  so cool!  i got a stomach ache.  sucks.  i busted robbie carpenters hand open cause i got pissed and kicked him and he had to block it with his hands.  if i had put sneackers on it wouldnt of happened but i opted for heels this morning. (cause they have no trackshon and are fun to slide on!)  i got in several arguements with my dad last night.  i hate him. i asked my brother to kill him but he changed the subject.  i was being completely negative last night and dad told me at least im so sweet and it brings the rest of the house up.  i think he was being sarcastic...he also sad that i was way to bitter for 16.  i told him good.  i should be.  he gave me a look of anger and dispare i wanted to flip him off say fuck you and go back to my room but everytime i went to leave the room i got yelled at.  it sucked.  i told him i hated the tree, made it as hard as i could to put up.  i was complaining the whole time, somebody had to!  i laughed when it was lopsided and told him 'yep cheap ass tree looks so good dad!' then mom had fix it by pulling the rug out from one side of it.  arg.  but neways i got homework and 2 tests to study for.&lt;br /&gt;loves&lt;br /&gt;nights&lt;br /&gt;adrian</content>
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    <title>lilbbiwitch @ 2004-12-21T08:47:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-21T14:05:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-21T14:05:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Stabbing Westward "Happy"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so im sad and angry at the same time.  so i was all sad and went home, slept on the floor and ate a thing of chicken alfredo noodles.  i told chelsea to get me a jar of Reese`s cup peanutbutter and she said she would. seeing as she is the one that brought me down yesterday.  not much going on.  still wanting to record cause i have 12 songs that are completely.  i have practice today. joy joy.  bored tired need sleep and some food.  nuch much else.&lt;br /&gt;loves &lt;br /&gt;nights&lt;br /&gt;adiran&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~````&lt;br /&gt;Ich tun nicht weiß, aber ich denken, dass ich Sie liebe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich kann nicht glauben, dass Sie mich machen, denke wieder zu chage meine Wege zu verändern, wer ich es bin,&lt;br /&gt;macht mich mich wundere, was es wirklich das ist, zeichnet mich nach Ein wie zum Beispiel Sie, Wir spielen unsere Spiele, die mit Ein ein anderer flirten, aber wenn wir wir so aufhängen, sind verwirrt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich tun nicht weiß wenn ich will sein das ein das sie rufen Ihre fröhliche Freundin ich tun nicht weiß, was es ist, dass&lt;br /&gt;ich sehe, dass das macht mich denke, dass ich liebe Sie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wir erzählen, dass unsere Freunde bur sie uns sie nur nicht helfen können, zu sagen zu gehen, für was wir&lt;br /&gt;denken, dass wir wir wollen, liegen in Bett, das verwirrt wird, über was wir machen sollen, soll wir laufen&lt;br /&gt;nach eachother oder, was wir denken, haben dort ein Kuss uns versteckt ist wird erzählt aber ein Ding das wir&lt;br /&gt;müssen können therebe nur Gier oder etwas noch mehr dort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich tun nicht weiß wenn ich will sein das ein das sie rufen Ihre fröhliche Freundin ich tun nicht weiß, was es ist, dass&lt;br /&gt;ich sehe, dass das macht mich denke, dass ich liebe Sie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich erzähle Sie, dass mein Bett kalt ist, will ich Sie hier, zu behalten mich Sie sagen in Ordnung zu wärmen,&lt;br /&gt;aber haltene Innenseite ist Ihre Gedanken von Verwirren und Ihrem Wunsch für Liebe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich tun nicht weiß wenn ich will sein das ein das sie rufen Ihre fröhliche Freundin ich tun nicht weiß, was es ist, dass&lt;br /&gt;ich sehe, dass das macht mich denke, dass ich liebe Sie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yes i know you cant read it. but i dont give a shit)</content>
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    <title>lilbbiwitch @ 2004-12-20T10:49:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-20T15:59:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-20T15:59:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i got a hangnail.  and it hurts....i need some tweezers.  my dad was being a dick this weekend.  i asked him to help me make a cd and he said sure.  i told him i wanted to because my friends wanted me to make one for them and that i wanted to do a show.  he told me i wasn't good enough to do a show.  but yet im good enough to make a cd?  i will learn how to use his equipment and do it all myself because i dont want him to add things to it. its my music and if he wants to sit there and tell me that i suck he can kiss my scrawny white ass!  hes just jealous that i already have a fanbase!  haha take that bitch!  blaw!  i win i win!  anyways i need to go to my next block.  &lt;br /&gt;loves&lt;br /&gt;nights&lt;br /&gt;adiran</content>
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    <title>lilbbiwitch @ 2004-12-16T08:53:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-16T13:56:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-16T13:56:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hahaha new icon.  sorry typh yours wasnt that cool.  i wanted them doing something gay.  and whats more fun than a bubble bath.!  im leaving early today.  yippy skippy!  i get to go to the dentist!  bom bom bummmmm....anyways im dressing like a pirate tomorrow, the lucious JD....you know who im talking bout...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilbbiwitch:17728</id>
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    <title>lilbbiwitch @ 2004-12-15T09:26:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-15T14:33:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-15T14:33:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">still bored.  happy alden is coming friday!  im gettign 2 inches cut off my hair tomorrow after school.. fun. chel is mad cause shes not gettign to cut it.  but oh well.  amber wants me to find two of chels friends so we can do something. kristen and i are remembering my birthday party.  me running around in my boxers! who wants to see it!!!!!!!!  its cold but ill still do it agian&lt;br /&gt;!  im dressing up like the lucious JD on firday and trust me you know what im talking about....&lt;br /&gt;but i gots tsa go.&lt;br /&gt;loves &lt;br /&gt;nights&lt;br /&gt;adrian</content>
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    <title>lilbbiwitch @ 2004-12-14T09:28:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-14T14:32:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-14T14:32:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hello world.  im tired/  bored/ lonely/ need company/  &lt;br /&gt;i dont like the way my ass jiggles when im running around...its wierd! i like it!!!!&amp;lt;says kristen.. so i am finally gaining a little bit of weight.  meaning it is going to my ass! finally!  dad needs to leave me alone.  i was so bored last night that i just started swithcing between different games on my PS2.  i only had 2 calls last night!  sadness!  oh well i have practice tonight....joy.</content>
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    <title>lilbbiwitch @ 2004-12-13T09:27:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-13T14:30:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-13T14:30:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hello world.  not much going on.  aldens coming in on the 17th fun!  hes giving me $150 to do what i want with.  i think ill get me some bigger gages.  cant spell i know.  a friend of mines house burnt down and he lost everything including his 3 cats that were inside.  sadness.  &lt;br /&gt;and i swear to god if typh pisses me off one more time i am going to kill her!</content>
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    <title>lilbbiwitch @ 2004-12-08T09:25:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-08T14:29:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-08T14:29:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hold On GC</lj:music>
    <content type="html">god help me.  i didnt get much sleep last night because mom and dad mostly dad was yelling and i couldnt take it. i wanted to leave. just pack some shit and leave and not come back.  i dont want to go home tonight no matter what.  i cant stand being near my father.  is it not bad that i am constantly afraid of going home?  that i am afriad of my dad? afraid for my mom and my own safety?  this cant last any longer.  i want him out.  but what can i do?  im nothing but a kid.  if i refuse to cme home they can deal with their shit.  if igo home and they start their yelling agian i will call the police over a domestic desturbance.  i dont care if my parents yell at me for doing it. cause i will.  i want this all to come to an end and i dont see it happening soon. but i need to go.</content>
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    <title>lilbbiwitch @ 2004-12-07T09:30:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-07T14:33:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-07T14:33:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well.  typh you suck.  you touch my boob again i will break your damn hand!  a;dshgq;dlhg aehgf.   kristens failing, tears.  i need to do my homework.  but i got to go.  have practice.  adjfldsjf</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilbbiwitch:16439</id>
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    <title>lilbbiwitch @ 2004-12-06T09:31:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-06T14:33:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-06T14:33:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">bored.  lonely. as usual.   i want to hurt JayTee cause evertime im with him he has to point out every fat chick and go "me like" and that upsets me.  i want to go out and have some fun.  got auditions tomorrow.  and practice.  joy joy.  but not much else. try and write later. &lt;br /&gt;adrian</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilbbiwitch:16333</id>
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    <title>lilbbiwitch @ 2004-12-03T09:27:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-03T14:31:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-03T14:31:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">bored tired want sleep.  i played to kristen on the phone last night for like an hour.  it was cool.  she owuld tell me if it sounded better or not when i was trying out different variations of the same thing.  shes so helpful.  everyone wants to hear me play one of my new songs "Porcelain Doll".  so one of the girls is going to bring her guitar on monday because she wants to hear it.  so i will play monday.  but gots go.&lt;br /&gt;loves&lt;br /&gt;nights&lt;br /&gt;adrian</content>
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    <title>lilbbiwitch @ 2004-12-01T09:24:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-01T14:31:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-01T14:31:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>greenday 'boulavade of broken dreams'</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well.  my group got finished in english, so happyness.   there are one to many people in this room that i want to hurt.  Jay read my shirt and had to say 'i'll give you something good to eat.' i watned to smack him for that.  then birtie had to grab my ass, why the hell did i wear pants that show that i have an ass!  i should never do this again, but they're so comfortable.  *wimper* mom and dad ditn fight last night, which is good, i get tired of them all yelling all the time.  it gets so old so quick.  sad tht i didnt get to talk to JayTee last night.  i want to know how much trouble hes gotten into now.  im happy i got to see the GreenDay video "boulavarde of broken dreams" i couldnt help but sing along to it.  mom came in and watched it with me and looked at me all weird when i said those guys are beautiful.  but i need to go to class.  so i love all&lt;br /&gt;loves &lt;br /&gt;nights&lt;br /&gt;adrian</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilbbiwitch:15647</id>
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    <title>lilbbiwitch @ 2004-12-01T07:58:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-01T13:03:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-01T13:03:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Scent of a Cigarette&lt;br /&gt;such a sweet scent&lt;br /&gt;smell of cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;lingering in you hair&lt;br /&gt;your clothes, your lips&lt;br /&gt;as you hold me close&lt;br /&gt;i take it all in&lt;br /&gt;the sight of your curious eyes&lt;br /&gt;the eagerness of a kiss&lt;br /&gt;shivering outside form the bitter breeze&lt;br /&gt;you take a puff&lt;br /&gt;sweet esctasy&lt;br /&gt;you exhale&lt;br /&gt;a halo forms around&lt;br /&gt;just sweet death&lt;br /&gt;in a candy stick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last huff&lt;br /&gt;last exhale&lt;br /&gt;but you hold some in&lt;br /&gt;drop the butt to the floor&lt;br /&gt;scattered with the others you've left before&lt;br /&gt;taking me in your arms&lt;br /&gt;you give a kiss&lt;br /&gt;and give me that taste&lt;br /&gt;that sweet need&lt;br /&gt;of&lt;br /&gt;the scent of your cigarette&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;i wrote that a while back.  thought i might put it on here for whoever wantd to read it.  tell me if it is good or not, id really like to know.  not much going on in the world of adrian, just bordom, practicing, and horniness....dont ask..im lonely....&lt;br /&gt;loves&lt;br /&gt;nights&lt;br /&gt;adrian</content>
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    <title>lilbbiwitch @ 2004-11-30T09:15:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-30T14:26:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-30T14:26:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well, im bored. i want to go home, stomach hurts.  i want to run around my house ni my underwear listening to music and drinking cappachinos.  but then again my roos are seethrough and hopefully no &lt;br /&gt;one would see me cause i have a bad habit of people coming over at the wrong time.  dont you hate when your in the bathroom and someone caomes to the door. i hate having to run to the door in a towl.  it sucks.lynda came over while i was in the shower and startd talking to me once,  it was weird.really. but anywayz.  ive got nothing to do at home but play guitar and video games.  im lonely.  i need someone to curl up with.  its sad. i cant gain any weight and if another fucker calls me tiny i sear to god i will kick their ass!  i know i am small, its kind of obvious!  when will people realize i am not a fucking doll!  and i will kick their ass! arg it!  i wish i could be 'fat' then poeple would make fun of me for that and i would sit my large ass on them and go 'how do you like me now!'   i would be a very happy girl.  but other than that.  nothing much happening.  happy, i have practice tonight.happy tin man!</content>
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