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  <title>Heather Wilkerson</title>
  <subtitle>Heather Wilkerson</subtitle>
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    <name>Heather Wilkerson</name>
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  <updated>2009-01-19T09:19:50Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:adivon02:8955</id>
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    <title>Damn Wreck</title>
    <published>2009-01-19T09:19:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-19T09:19:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/adivon02/pic/00008556/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/adivon02/pic/00008556/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we were going through a toll in New orleans, Brooke, me and my sis and a damn MACK Garbage truck hit us from behind. I can honestly say when I woke up I truly felt like a Mack truck hit me...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:adivon02:8454</id>
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    <title>halloween 2008</title>
    <published>2008-11-05T04:58:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-05T04:58:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/adivon02/pic/000076q9/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/adivon02/pic/000076q9/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our group did wizard of oz and won 3rd place.....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:adivon02:8252</id>
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    <title>My Gustav memory</title>
    <published>2008-09-19T03:59:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-19T03:59:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/adivon02/pic/00006x8f/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/adivon02/pic/00006x8f" width="150" height="113" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I slipped and busted my ass in the mud at my house helping my parents move stuff out our flooded home. Note to self never wear flip flops when doing demo work....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:adivon02:8161</id>
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    <title>Life</title>
    <published>2008-07-31T04:35:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-31T04:35:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/adivon02/pic/00005q11/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/adivon02/pic/00005q11" width="140" height="99" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny how as children we play the game of life and we get the student loans, choose our home, our salary, and our occupation. By the end of the game you have a mini van full of children and you have them piled on top of each other without any place for them inside of the vehicle. Life will bring us in contact with many of people. People we grow to hate and others we never want out of our lives. I hate the drama and i'm ready to find the one that I am meant to be with and who will treat me that way I need to be treated while this other lame people are being screwed over in front of their lame faces and deal with it everyday.... Ha not I bitches</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:adivon02:7722</id>
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    <title>Stupid bitches</title>
    <published>2008-07-17T02:57:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-17T02:57:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think its so funny how stupid girls are. They take peoples word and always thing the woman is the one that is the problem... ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm no the dumb fuck you are fuckin with is the problem. Grow the fuck up and get smart and move the fuck on just like every other female out there. He is never going to change dumb one. This is for all those dumb ones out there</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:adivon02:7444</id>
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    <title>Move night</title>
    <published>2008-07-01T14:44:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-01T14:44:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm going to see hancock tonight... Can't wait........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/adivon02/pic/00004h5q/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/adivon02/pic/00004h5q" width="101" height="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Changes at work</title>
    <published>2008-06-30T04:29:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-30T04:29:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well someone got fired and I got a new BIG cube.......</content>
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    <title>The best life relating song!!!</title>
    <published>2008-05-22T01:42:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-22T01:42:53Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:adivon02:6709</id>
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    <title>Going on a Trip</title>
    <published>2008-05-21T14:51:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-21T14:51:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well I'm going to Clarksville, TN to pick up Katie on Friday... I will be returning on Monday.... I'm tired of the stress and drama hopefully it will be gone by then.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:adivon02:6608</id>
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    <title>Take A Bow</title>
    <published>2008-05-20T02:49:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-20T02:49:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This song goes out to those two men out there and they know who they are. One was in my life and the other in my friends. We are two free bitches. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:adivon02:6388</id>
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    <title>Thunders Tavern</title>
    <published>2008-05-18T05:02:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-18T05:02:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/adivon02/pic/000035w8/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/adivon02/pic/000035w8/s320x240" width="188" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I went to Thunders last night and it was pretty cool. I had some personal issues going on while I was there that put me under the weather but other then that it was nice and I truly enjoyed the music. Out of Stereoside and midnight to twelve, I truly liked midnight to twelve better. I didn't feel like I had someone screaming at me the whole time. Well I have found a like for this type of music genre and I hope to be listening to more of it in the future.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:adivon02:6102</id>
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    <title>Niah Telise Martin</title>
    <published>2008-05-16T06:44:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-16T06:44:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well one more week until I get to see my Niah. My best friend moved back home after having a baby and I miss them both.... Get to see them in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/adivon02/pic/00002k2q/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/adivon02/pic/00002k2q/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Woody's Bday!</title>
    <published>2008-05-16T06:40:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-20T03:21:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well we went out to eat for J's Birthday. We went and ate sushi and then went and watched a movie. LOL what happens in Vegas, needless to say it was a great freaking movie. Well drama broke out and I supposedly have all of this evidence to give his girlfriend which I wish I knew what it was. Well I'm sitting here finishing up some school work talking to a friend and texting rena.</content>
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    <title>Thinking</title>
    <published>2008-05-15T04:12:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-15T04:12:50Z</updated>
    <category term="and lost on what to do!"/>
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    <content type="html">The thought of not knowing what to do kills me. I hate the lies or the silence, I truly wonder what I have to do to truly make him understand that I care. Sometimes I want to give up and maybe one day I will, but I guess until that day comes I will have to be here for when he needs me to talk, or to pick him up when things go wrong. I know that I am always second but it does bother me when he talks about how it hurts him to see me with another man but yet he wont make me his. I hear him talk about his problems and how he doesn't want to be with a certain girl but yet hes with her and goes back to her even after the problems. This should be signs to be that maybe what I want to happen will never happen no matter how slow we take things. All I can do is hope that either he changes and chooses me or I will have to make the decision to be a friend and keep the feelings out of it or keep being number two and dealing with it. I think the end result will be a friend that occasionally comes around. I hope that isn't what this comes to because I don't want to make it come to that.</content>
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    <title>The truthfull week with JW..........</title>
    <published>2007-11-11T06:33:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-31T04:14:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sunday: Came in town at 3am and came to my house and stayed the night, left monday morning.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Came and met me at wal-mart while me, edith, and Karrie were looking for costumes for work..... Rode with me to D'Iberville to bring edith home then we went and hung out where he left a fuckin hicky on my neck that made me mad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: I left work early, I brought amy home and met jason at Barnes and nobles where I bought Mormanism for Dumbies.... Then me and him went to the movies to see Saw IV. Then we went to Ihop so he could have pumpkin pancakes :)....... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: I got off of work and he came and stayed with me and left Friday at noon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Came and picked me up from the 3rd floor of the parking garage and he stopped and got something to eat and then we came back to my house and he stayed the night until he left Sunday morning at 11.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did everything but fuck......is that better.....but anything else that could happen between 2 people happened... So thats the truth of the week JW came home.............</content>
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    <title>Feelings</title>
    <published>2007-09-23T05:09:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-23T05:09:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">~I wonder if its wrong to keep feelings for someone you know may never love you.... Is it wrong to hope that the love they have for someone else will not work out? I feel that every day of my life. Every relationship I have been in since the day I looked into your eyes has not made me happy. All I can remember is the softness of your skin and the softness of your kiss. I also love the way you can make me so happy by doing something so simple as touching my hand just to let me know you are next to me. Sometimes things in life happen for a reason. If its meant to be it will happen. I hope that one day the person will see that they try so hard to make something work that always ends up failing and hurting him in the long run. Hopefully that person can give me a chance to make him happy, truly happy. But if this is unable to happen I would not want to lose this person as my friend......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were always so perfect to me,&lt;br /&gt;so soft and gentle,&lt;br /&gt;cherishing you instantly,&lt;br /&gt;without a second glance,&lt;br /&gt;I never distrusted those eyes,&lt;br /&gt;that lied to me continuously,&lt;br /&gt;I promised you I'd always try,&lt;br /&gt;but slowly you were losing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would always have given you anything,&lt;br /&gt;just to keep your interest,&lt;br /&gt;stopping my heart from remembering,&lt;br /&gt;all the pain you caused,&lt;br /&gt;I never pulled away from that kiss,&lt;br /&gt;that held a painful hint of truth,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'd be too hard to miss,&lt;br /&gt;so I said I was still in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted more than just the infatuation,&lt;br /&gt;that you found in me.&lt;br /&gt;You said love was only a distraction,&lt;br /&gt;that you really didn't need,&lt;br /&gt;so I cried myself to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;knowing the times we shared must end.&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't let emotion run deep,&lt;br /&gt;you said you made love to me, as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But eventually, my love,&lt;br /&gt;friendships fade, too,&lt;br /&gt;and I can't make love and walk away,&lt;br /&gt;pretending I don't love you.&lt;br /&gt;Never once did I push you away,&lt;br /&gt;but everything comes to end,&lt;br /&gt;so all that's left to say,&lt;br /&gt;is goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved loving you, my friend.</content>
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    <title>The big move</title>
    <published>2007-09-23T02:07:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-23T02:07:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well i moved to longbeach....... Way to be on my own its nice kinda gets lonely sometime. Hopefully I will find that specail person one day and fall in love be happy and get married... Thats my hopes and dreams.... Crazy huh... Well thats all for now</content>
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    <title>Life!</title>
    <published>2007-05-12T04:48:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-12T04:48:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well i'm done with school for the summer thank you lord. My last day at belk is Sunday i'm nervous but i need the break. I start my new job at global on Monday. I cant wait for that! Well now I have time to hang out with friends since im off every weekend. That will be so nice i will not know what to do with all my time. Thursday I went to graduation and saw rena walk, well i didnt see her walk cuz i was out in the hot ass heat showin her dad where the car was cuz some jackass blocked him in. He woke me up from a 2 hr nap. i was knocked out when the governor was talkin bout some real bullshit. Well thats the normal life shit im going through and will update soon.</content>
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    <title>ONE WEEK LEFT</title>
    <published>2006-12-05T18:04:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-05T18:04:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">YEA ITS ABOUT THAT TIME ONLY ONE WEEK LEFT OF SCHOOL. IM SO FREAKIN HAPPY! SCHOOL HAS ME SO WORN OUT ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY. WELL THERE ISNT ANY MAN IN MY LIFE I GUESS I REALLY DONT HAVE TIME FOR THEM, PLUS IM TRYIN TO GET OVER ONE CERTAIN GUY. ITS WEIRD HOW THINGS IN YOUR LIFE CAN CHANGE SO FAST. WELL MY MOMS FRIEND JUST HAD A BABY AND IM SO HAPPY SHE FINALLY HAD ONE. WELL I CANT WAIT TILL IM ABLE TO HAVE ONE I TRULY WANT A CHILD I JUST WANT ONE WITH THE RIGHT MAN. I DONT CARE IF THEY HAVE ALL THE MONEY IN THE WORLD I JUST WANT A MAN WHO WILL LOVE ME FOR ME AND BE ABLE TO BE A GOOD FATHER</content>
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    <title>HAPPINESS</title>
    <published>2006-11-08T05:24:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-08T05:24:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hey Girl     By: Damian Marley</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I worked today on my dad off so i was kinda bumed out but my baby called me and i went and hung out with him before work. We hung out until he actually had to walk into the doors at work. I truly am starting to like Andre'! Hes helping me get over certain assholes and he likes me and wants to do anything to make me happy. Which is GREAT! Well me Andre' and annmarie are going to New Orleans Saturday to hit up bourban st. Here we come to get buck wild! I love Jamaican men! They know how to treat a woman!</content>
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    <title>Parents are leavin soon home to myself</title>
    <published>2006-11-02T14:57:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-02T14:57:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well i have 2 weeks until my parents are gone for a week. It will be so nice. I have 3 days off in a row and i cant wait to spend them hangin out and doin me. I think im gonna have some people over to have a good time maybe have some drinks bbq u know how that goes. Hopefully it will go all smooth.</content>
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    <title>I'm dyin</title>
    <published>2006-11-02T14:54:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-02T14:54:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am so damn sick. I have been to the dr. twice and they swear they know what their doing but guess what im still damn sick. All i do is sleep all day or go to work and school. WHEN IM  AT SCHOOL I STILL SLEEP ALLLL DAY!</content>
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    <title>NERDS</title>
    <published>2006-10-29T03:54:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-29T03:54:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">are nerds really as smart as people think? I wonder what the "nerd" thinks of my last jounal posting? Did he see it? If he did and he feels he cant comment then i guess im through! Or am I?</content>
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    <title>stupid girls or am i the one who is stupid well not for long or until i find out the truth</title>
    <published>2006-10-26T03:24:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-31T04:21:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">read this shit! if u say half of what she says then u&lt;br /&gt;deserve to be with her and be unhappy jason. Cuz let&lt;br /&gt;me tell u, u cant say one word negative about me. My&lt;br /&gt;fat ass works and goes to school full time and i will&lt;br /&gt;have more in life then she could ever offer. So ther&lt;br /&gt;is no damn way u can say one fuckin negative thing&lt;br /&gt;about me! If u didnt say shit at this youll know what&lt;br /&gt;your girl is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instant messages are being archived on this computer.&lt;br /&gt;View Full Archive (Alt+Shift+V) Archiving Preferences&lt;br /&gt;(Ctrl+Shift+P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay: hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: what u doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay: nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: r u on a cell phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: o cuz theres only a smily next to your &lt;br /&gt;name and usually a picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay: k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: whats wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay: this. is. RACHEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: ok and does he know your on his name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay: what the fuck does it matter, it's MY home and MY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;internet. why dont you learn some more about him&lt;br /&gt;before opening your goddamn mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: first i can say what i want, and i dont&lt;br /&gt;have to know him to ask u a question like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay: well hows about not asking me anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;nosey little shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: i didnt ask u a fuckin thing u on his&lt;br /&gt;name so i was askin him something not you. Stop being&lt;br /&gt;a childish ass bitch and grow the fuck up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay: yeah well stop fucking around with peoples&lt;br /&gt;boyfriends and no one would fucking hate you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay: and yeah, he was and is my boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay: so fucking what about you being hurt, because you&lt;br /&gt;will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay: because i wouldnt be pissed if he wasnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: well when he tells me that hes with u&lt;br /&gt;then ill stop talkin to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay: well thats not gonna happen, heather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: until then ill talk to him whenever i&lt;br /&gt;want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay: hes cheated before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay: same situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: and i care how that he cheated before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay: you really are a desperate bitch who better stop&lt;br /&gt;calling my goddamn home for one. i dont care&lt;br /&gt;what happens online, but do not call my home, or ever&lt;br /&gt;step on my door step again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: bitch i aint been to your house but once&lt;br /&gt;and i dont have to go there to see him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay: yeah, well he wont be seeing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay: and yeah you were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay: when i was gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay: at my mothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: no i came once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: get your facts straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: and how u gonna keep him from talkin to&lt;br /&gt;anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay: i know you did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition: is this better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition: since you've decided to stop being&lt;br /&gt;a pussy and finally reply to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: i didnt reply to u cuz i dont give a&lt;br /&gt;damn about shit that deals with u and jason cuz me and&lt;br /&gt;him are friends and the only person that can change&lt;br /&gt;that is him not u or no one else. i respected what he&lt;br /&gt;said and did not text u cuz he asked me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition: yeah because he knew i'd tell you&lt;br /&gt;the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition: and i was willing to be straight&lt;br /&gt;up with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition: because i dont want you to get&lt;br /&gt;hurt either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition: but when you act like an idiot&lt;br /&gt;about it, like i did when i met him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition: then i dont feel bad at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: baby girl im not gonna be and idot about&lt;br /&gt;anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: i work full time job and go to school&lt;br /&gt;full time and i dont have time for childish ass shit&lt;br /&gt;and thats why i didnt text u and i wont be hurt by&lt;br /&gt;shit cuz im gonna do me and i wont let no one walk&lt;br /&gt;over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition: well im glad for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition: and im appreciative that you at&lt;br /&gt;least saw him outside of my home last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition: i dont care if you and him are&lt;br /&gt;friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition: just as long as the truth is known&lt;br /&gt;both ways. as long as you know the truth about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition: because i read the lies,&lt;br /&gt;obviously. and if i wasnt telling the truth, i wouldnt&lt;br /&gt;try so hard to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: well if u know the lies then why do u&lt;br /&gt;stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: u say u dont want me hurt but your still&lt;br /&gt;there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition: because I'm an idiot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition: because everytime I leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition: he apologizes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition: and I come back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition: I have for nearly three years now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition: and I know what it feels like, and&lt;br /&gt;I dont want someone else to be in the same situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition: and hes sitting on the couch, and&lt;br /&gt;he keeps reading what im writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition: and hes not stopping it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition: and hes gonna think im bashing&lt;br /&gt;him, but nothing ive said is a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: i dont care what u do cuz u the one&lt;br /&gt;there but i know that u dont call me out my damn name&lt;br /&gt;ever again in your life cuz i dont sit here and call u&lt;br /&gt;out your name and ill be the first one to get buck&lt;br /&gt;rachel u have no clue who i am and i do not put up&lt;br /&gt;with people callin me out my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherry Morgan: Yeah and you don't know me, either&lt;br /&gt;Heather. I don't play around with this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherry Morgan: I'm being nice. That's all there is to&lt;br /&gt;it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: well u must if u still messin around and&lt;br /&gt;aint shit changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: u cant stop jason from being jason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherry Morgan: that's one of the truest things ive&lt;br /&gt;ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: hes gonna do what he wants to do no&lt;br /&gt;matter if its to u me or the next one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherry Morgan: I felt bad when I saw you telling him&lt;br /&gt;you didnt want to be fucked over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherry Morgan: so I think that's really why I msged at&lt;br /&gt;all, even if I was pissed at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: u know at first i gave a shit but now i&lt;br /&gt;dont cuz im gonna be friends with him no matter what&lt;br /&gt;anyone says and hes the only one that controls what&lt;br /&gt;happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherry Morgan: look, i never said i cared if you two&lt;br /&gt;were friends. i said that i just wanted you to know&lt;br /&gt;what was what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherry Morgan: be friends with him, you're desperate&lt;br /&gt;enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherry Morgan: obviously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: desperate ha um no that far from it&lt;br /&gt;rachel cuz unlike u im not sittin around waitng for&lt;br /&gt;someone to change i dont do that and when im cheated&lt;br /&gt;on i move on to the next one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherry Morgan: well you dont know whats went on&lt;br /&gt;between us, or what will. you dont know the reason im&lt;br /&gt;still around. you dont know what we have planned, or&lt;br /&gt;what obsticles we've already went through. you know&lt;br /&gt;nothing about it. all i did was let you know what role&lt;br /&gt;i played, and im through with the chit chat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heatherbjd69: good thank god your done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherry Morgan: yeah well, if you heard half the names&lt;br /&gt;hes called you, you'd be done too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherry Morgan: but this is my "nice" mode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherry Morgan: goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream_of_intuition has signed out. 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    <title>Life</title>
    <published>2006-10-23T05:14:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-23T05:14:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">School is so damn stressfull! Men are too! Im sitting here trying to write a paper on the meaning of life through literature and the paper is starting to kick my ass. I can barely tell what i feel the meaning of life is so its super hard to try to do it with literature from the time of the bible. But the one thing that really gets a smile on my face while im stressed out the most is knowing that there is a certain someone who i always think of in my heart. He knows who he is cuz i tell him all the time how much i truly miss him. Well im headed back to do more of my work so i just wanted certain persons to know how i felt.</content>
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