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    <title>WishYouWereHere</title>
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    <description>on the outside of love.</description>
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      <title>suddenly happy.</title>
      <link>http://our-eternity.blogdrive.com/archive/277.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 22:48:08 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Here I am, a girl who has it all, a girl with a future!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The past doesn't matter much, all I care about is here and now, the rest never mattered. The future's just gonna happen itself, I don't need to plan it specifically. Although I do have some exciting ideas in mind, but there's just so much time until then!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't know what I'm blabbering about now, I guess I'm happy now. I just realized I'm tired of letting lame people hurt my feelings constantly, they're simply not worth it! I'm&amp;nbsp; just gonna let myself be... and everyone else can go... c'mon y'know... ;)&lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>LOVE.</title>
      <link>http://our-eternity.blogdrive.com/archive/276.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 22:11:17 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>When you read the title, LOVE, what do you think this post is about to contain?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'd guess, humph, what a cliche.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But yeah, even the wittiest of us need to be surrounded by some cliches. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Love's one of em, but there's all kind of ways to put it into words, in the end, love is cliche, and that's about it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A cliche we all desire, but not necessarily need?&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- begin(Yahoo ad) --&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/292804/click/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/292804/img/?url=http%3A%2F%2Four-eternity.blogdrive.com%2Farchive%2F276.html&amp;amp;pid=1846251505&quot; alt=&quot;Ads by Yahoo!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- end(Yahoo ad) --&gt;</description>
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      <title>home sweet home</title>
      <link>http://our-eternity.blogdrive.com/archive/275.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 06:16:10 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I came to this conclusion, every time I'm away for a while from home, it makes me appreciate it, it makes me really miss everything home-like. Like, my mom, normal food, my nice cozy bed, normal television, internet, my privacy, good coffee, my books and music.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;God, I love home! But it's some time away you need to really appreciate it. Otherwise, it's just like any other day.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;;)&lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>Hm...</title>
      <link>http://our-eternity.blogdrive.com/archive/274.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 17:54:22 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Look at her, how is she any better than me?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She has a great body, she dresses nicely. But she's not that pretty, her eyes, they're just a pair of plain eyes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My eyes are more interesting.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There's more inside of me than she will ever have. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I guess, he compromised for the great body.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Was that all I was to him? A thing?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How lame.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What a jerk.&lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>not my hands</title>
      <link>http://our-eternity.blogdrive.com/archive/273.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 11:22:08 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I want a vacation, alone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's not like I've been working too hard, it's just, my mind has...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I need to go touring Elizabeth Gilbert's style.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's just, I'm tired of seeking this thing that won't come, I'm sick of waiting for things to appear, and encourage them to appear and when they don't, get upset,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't want that, it happens each time, and I'm sick of it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So here's what I'm going to do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nothing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's in their hands now.&lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>words that don't come out</title>
      <link>http://our-eternity.blogdrive.com/archive/272.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 01:10:18 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>There are so many things I want to say to you, but once you're standing in front of me, I lose it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm just going to write them down.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I like you. I'm not sure why, I think it might be because behind all our jokes and stuff you can be a really neat guy, you're smart and funny and I know you care about me a little. Or at least I hope so! I don't mean to stress you out or anything, I don't know myself what I want, but all I know is that something happened, and as much as I'd like to treat you like any other guy in the base, I can't because it already happened, and we act like nothing happened and we never talk about it. I'm not saying I know what will happen next, you might be confused, hell, I'm confused myself. But I need to know if we're going with the flow or if it meant nothing and we move on. I can't just do this once in a while with you it's not appropriate I see you everyday, we're in the same base, if we weren't I wouldn't take it so seriously but it bothers me a little because I wouldn't do it if I thought it was a one night thing it just isn't appropriate.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That's it.&lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>Ugh.</title>
      <link>http://our-eternity.blogdrive.com/archive/271.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 17:07:20 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&quot;I can't believe you didn't show up last night! You suck!&quot; Jackie exclaimed as she spotted Andy walking towards her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;I said I'm sorry, I had no way-&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;It's okay, what are we doing today?&quot; It just slipped off her mouth, she almost regretted sounding so miserable.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Um... I don't know you wanna go drink something?&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Drink, what?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;I don't know, but if you wanna see me today you better call, I'm tired of chasing you around.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dammit, twice in a row.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;And nobody's gonna join us...&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Better, more booze for us!&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sure, dude.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Guys, they suuuuuuck. Why can't they pick up the phone, why do they always have to be all 'oh-look-I-showed-out-of-nowhere'?&lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>sunny day</title>
      <link>http://our-eternity.blogdrive.com/archive/270.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 13 Aug 2009 06:44:44 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&quot;Come on!&quot; Andy called from downstairs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Coming, coming, hold on!&quot; Jackie yelled back as she struggled to place her backpack on her back.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Okay, here we go&quot; she said, dragging her bicycle along with her, smiling at him.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Hop on&quot; he directed as he started paddling. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Dude, I'm bad at it, I hope you have first aid with you I-&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;What a beautiful day!&quot; Andy suddenly exclaimed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Where are you taking me?!&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Andy turned around and smiled at her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Oh you'll see&quot;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>filling up</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 11 Aug 2009 05:53:46 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Eight AM, a tuesday morning. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Everything seems to be falling right into place lately, I finally passed my driving test yesterday, hurray! ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Also, I stopped smoking, I made my mind, it's better to be addicted to weird things like chewing gum or coffee than cigarettes. So I'm back to my old addiction - coffee.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And about my guy, well, you know what? It's up to him now. I mean sure I like him, I'd be his girlfriend, or even just his friend. But he says he only wants to have fun. So, whatever, I shouldn't feel too bad it's his loss not mine.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So it's a beautiful tuesday morning, going to meet some friends and make the most of my day, enjoy yours!&lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>liar liar pants on fire?</title>
      <link>http://our-eternity.blogdrive.com/archive/268.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 02 Aug 2009 19:24:57 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I lied today.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I shouldn't have dug into the past.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The past is the past.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It doesn't haunt me anymore.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Slightly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Almost never.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your name,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;meaningless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
 
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