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  <title>nobody's fool</title>
  <subtitle>fallon</subtitle>
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    <name>fallon</name>
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  <updated>2003-09-10T20:21:32Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:9oo5:1874</id>
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    <title>9oo5 @ 2003-09-10T16:21:00</title>
    <published>2003-09-10T20:21:32Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-10T20:21:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="1"&gt;No one will read this but here’s my update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don’t really understand myself. For example ... I get depressed, a lot, for short periods of time. I know there’s nothing wrong with me. They would have told me I was crazy already if there was ... Maybe there’s just something missing but I don’t know what. I only get happy around certain people. Jackie, Mel, Krisy. Then there are some of my friends from school and stuff. People know when there’s something wrong because I’m always smiling and for the past 2 or 3 days I’ve had nothing but a straight face or either a frown. The only other time I feel happy is, of course, when I listen to Avril. Maybe it’s just the fact that no one ever comes up to me and hugs me, or tells me I’m special, or how much they appreciate the fact that I’m always there for them when they need me the most. The only person that hugs me without me asking first is my mom, of course. Maybe I’m just weird. Or maybe it’s because I really haven’t been depressed in about a year and I need to get it out or something. And the fact that it’s the anniversary of Orianna’s death and 9/11 doesn’t help at all. Lately I’ve been thinking about how lucky I am to be alive. No really, because think about it. I could have cancer and die tomorrow. You could live for 50 more years, you never know. It could have been you in that tower, on the 90th floor, with no possible way to get out, unless you jumped out of the window. It makes me sick thinking about how damn lucky I am, and it makes me appreciate life even more. Don’t take anything for advantage. Never. That’s it. Bye.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:9oo5:1636</id>
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    <title>9oo5 @ 2003-09-05T18:59:00</title>
    <published>2003-09-05T23:01:20Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-06T01:09:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>right thurr ... is stuck in my head... please get it out.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="1"&gt;I'm bored, I need to update. But yet, I'm not going to do a good update because I don't feel like it. You know why I don't feel like it? Too bad. I'm not telling you. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT:;&lt;/b&gt; I WISH I WAS GHETTO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="9"&gt;SUP WITCHOO, BOO?! ;-*&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;I'm done. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:9oo5:1360</id>
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    <title>sup!?</title>
    <published>2003-08-13T20:53:24Z</published>
    <updated>2003-08-14T01:36:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="1"&gt;Oh, look. I'm updating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everytime you cry, I do, too.&lt;br /&gt;When your in pain, it hurts me like it hurts you.&lt;br /&gt;Through thick and thin, easy and hard, I'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;I'm your shoulder to cry on, someon you can rely on.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the person who will wipe your tears.&lt;br /&gt;With me by your side, you shouldn't ever be scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::chorus x 2:: &lt;br /&gt;You were there for me /&lt;br /&gt;so I'm here for you /&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to help you make it through / &lt;br /&gt;I'm that someone you can always come to /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget how you stick up for me&lt;br /&gt;knowing I'm not as brave as you can be.&lt;br /&gt;You've opened my eyes and made me see&lt;br /&gt;that someone like you is who I shall someday be.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever be confused, I'll help you find the way.&lt;br /&gt;And don't worry because I'm here to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::chorus x2::&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahah. That sucked but yeah, I wrote it for my friend, Heather, who is going through some shit right now. I won't explain it because it's personal. I don't even really know what's wrong. Well, not completly. It doesn't matter that much to me if she tells me or not. Whatever makes her feel comfortable. I just wanted to let you know that I AM still breathing. Leave me tons of comments if you really love me. Payce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT:;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: SUP&lt;br /&gt;dirty sunshiiine: nada supwitcho ma&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: MY DICK&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: ...&lt;br /&gt;dirty sunshiiine: nice&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: mhm i dont even have one&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: but if i did it be like this |&lt;br /&gt;dirty sunshiiine: LMFAO OMF I LOVE YOU K&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: OK&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: *GROWS A DICK*&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: SEE LOOK ITS LIKE |&lt;br /&gt;dirty sunshiiine: -looks- WOW!&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: AHAH TOUCHY TOUCHY&lt;br /&gt;dirty sunshiiine: -touchy touchys-&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: *MOANY MOANYS* or something&lt;br /&gt;dirty sunshiiine: -DEAD- Glad you liked.&lt;br /&gt;dirty sunshiiine: -SUCKY SUCKYS-&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: ;D you know it&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;dirty sunshiiine: =-O!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: *JIZZES JIZZES*&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: wait&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: *JIZZY JIZZYS*&lt;br /&gt;dirty sunshiiine: -giggleys giggleys- SUP BABY&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: NOT MY DICK ANYMORE&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: NOW ITS LIKE \&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: or&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: _&lt;br /&gt;dirty sunshiiine: its limp&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: yes&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: very&lt;br /&gt;dirty sunshiiine: sob&lt;br /&gt;dirty sunshiiine: !!&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: thats why i said \&lt;br /&gt;im your promise: its falling over ahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;dirty sunshiiine: roflll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you dont think thats funny, grow a brain. Its possible because i grew a dick look. but it went away and its normal now kbye.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:9oo5:1078</id>
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    <title>9oo5 @ 2003-08-01T22:48:00</title>
    <published>2003-08-02T02:52:05Z</published>
    <updated>2003-08-02T02:52:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>LILLIX // sick</lj:music>
    <content type="html">TODAY'S MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!! WERD. Hi, Krisy. ;-*  Hi, Jackie. ;D</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:9oo5:931</id>
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    <title>this whole update is for jackie, k</title>
    <published>2003-07-31T03:30:30Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-31T03:30:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="1"&gt;FIZZLE!!!! I want to update. I want to get like 754365936259 comments like Jackie does. :( No fair, Jackie. You hurt my feelings. Eeheh. HEY JACKIE. What are you getting me for my birthday? &amp;gt;:D OH YEAH! I'm going to call you Han Solo now, k. So, Han solo....OH GREAT NOW I FORGET WHAT TO SAY! &amp;gt;:O Oh yeah. I claim this face...&amp;gt;8-O It's amusing. It really really is don't you think oh and look I'm trying to do my updates like you and not use punctuation hahaha is it working huh eh im not good this bleh im done bye.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:9oo5:703</id>
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    <title>9oo5 @ 2003-07-30T19:58:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-30T23:58:59Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-30T23:58:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>GOOD CHARLOTTE &lt;i&gt;screamer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="”1&amp;quot;"&gt;Oops, I did not die. I swear. Aight, here’s what’s been goin’ on lately. I met Krisy. Only one thing I can say about her. SHE’S GREAT, k. Hi, Krisy  ;-* But my birthday is Friday and my cousin is taking me to Dollywood because she has never ever been. But we can’t go this weekend because my sister is sposed to have the baby on Thursday and if she doesn’t then they are going to induce labor or something so that she will have the baby on Friday. What a coincidence, eh? On &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; birthday. That would be cool. We could go to my sisters house for my party and I could get presents from all of her friends as well as mine. Eh, all my friends are stupid. Most of my friends are like...so immature I wouldn’t dare invite them to my party. Others are just annoying. Like, Ben. He’s fat and he makes fun of himself so he can get attention. And that boy is &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; horny, ok. Gah, little pervert. I think I’m the most mature outta everyone I know. Not bragging, but some of my friends think I’m stupid because I am that mature. I can’t help it. It’s just me. I’m turning 13 physically and 21 mentally, what can I say? Lmfao. I can say, no. Haha. I can be immature at times. Just catch me when I’m hyper...which is most of the time. Oh yeah, and I want to marry Krisy. WE’RE GOIN’ TO THE CHAPEL AND WE’RE GONNA GET MARRIED! Wtf. My mom likes that song. It’s retarded. Ew. EW. EW! Bleh. I’m getting an MP3 player from my parents and the GOB cd from my cousin. I dunno what else I’m getting, I didn’t really invite any of my friends over. I’m not really having a party. All my friends are away. Ew. I hate it. Bleh. I don’t care. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–-Fallon--&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>9oo5 @ 2003-07-07T23:25:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-08T03:35:35Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-08T03:35:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Michelle Branch // "One of these days"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Omf. I feel so damn special. Jackie mentioned me in her post =O That is so great. :D Ok, moving on.. You know what!? I should really get out more. Ally IM's me everyday and is all like, 'what's up?' and everyday its the same..I'm like..'nothing.' Ok that was pointless but I'm trying to take up space, ok? I don't even like this kind of music really and I'm listening to Michelle Branch. Weird. But this song is so beautiful. *tear* Haha. No, but it is pretty, k. I want new shoes. Some old school Van's or something. I've wanted those for a while. But I always end up getting something else. But yea...I'm getting a new board for my birthday but I still haven't ordered it yet. I need too. I should... I will tonight. Ok, I think that is enough for now. I will probably edit this later. But for now, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-fallon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI JACKIE!!! harr.</content>
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