<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?>
<!-- If you are running a bot please visit this policy page outlining rules you must respect. http://www.livejournal.com/bots/ -->
<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:lj="http://www.livejournal.com">
  <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch</id>
  <title>your gay</title>
  <subtitle>fuck you</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>who the fuck do you think</name>
  </author>
  <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/"/>
  <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom"/>
  <updated>2004-12-04T23:07:28Z</updated>
  <lj:journal userid="5200792" username="lickmybuttbitch" type="personal"/>
  <link rel="service.feed" type="application/x.atom+xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom" title="your gay"/>
  <link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/"/>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:7764</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/7764.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=7764"/>
    <title>lickmybuttbitch @ 2004-12-04T18:04:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-04T23:07:28Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-04T23:07:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today was grand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up&lt;br /&gt;i was over jasons&lt;br /&gt;walked to the book store &lt;br /&gt;they had nothing&lt;br /&gt;walked to jasons&lt;br /&gt;walked to my house&lt;br /&gt;walked to target&lt;br /&gt;then homedepo&lt;br /&gt;then meijer&lt;br /&gt;then home&lt;br /&gt;then my mom drove jason home n im here&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;br /&gt;yesterday &lt;br /&gt;went to jasons after school&lt;br /&gt;hung out with kristina n devon n jason&lt;br /&gt;we all went to my house so i could cheek in&lt;br /&gt;it was pointless walk&lt;br /&gt;went over devons&lt;br /&gt;hung out ther all night&lt;br /&gt;i was going to spend the night&lt;br /&gt;i dint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daybefor that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont remember</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:7536</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/7536.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=7536"/>
    <title>gay</title>
    <published>2004-12-03T01:44:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-03T01:44:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today &lt;br /&gt;im off grounding&lt;br /&gt;so i went over chrisis&lt;br /&gt;hung out with him all day&lt;br /&gt;idk&lt;br /&gt;fuck this thing</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:7268</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/7268.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=7268"/>
    <title>i stoll this from liz</title>
    <published>2004-12-03T00:04:13Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-03T00:04:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Part ONE:&lt;br /&gt;Name: gaven&lt;br /&gt;Birth date: 3 8 90&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace: i dont know&lt;br /&gt;Current Location: chesterfield&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: blue&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color: brown&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5'9 ish&lt;br /&gt;Righty or Lefty: right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER TWO:&lt;br /&gt;Your heritage: irish&lt;br /&gt;The shoes you wore today: dc&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: my penis?&lt;br /&gt;Your fears: hieghts and spidrs&lt;br /&gt;Your perfect pizza: idk&lt;br /&gt;Your dream life when your older: tour amirica&lt;br /&gt;LAYER THREE:&lt;br /&gt;Your most overused phrase on AIM: 'lol'&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts first waking up: fuck the world&lt;br /&gt;Your bedtime: whenever ussualy before midnight&lt;br /&gt;Your most missed memory: bieng really close with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER FOUR:&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: idc&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: arbeys&lt;br /&gt;Single or group dates: idk&lt;br /&gt;Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: moon shine&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or vanilla: vanilla&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or coffee: Capp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER FIVE:&lt;br /&gt;Smoke: used to&lt;br /&gt;Cuss: yes.&lt;br /&gt;Sing: sometimes &lt;br /&gt;Do you think you've been in love: idk&lt;br /&gt;Want to go to college: hell no &lt;br /&gt;Want to get married: idk.&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself: not really.&lt;br /&gt;Think you're attractive: no.&lt;br /&gt;Think you're a health freak: nope.&lt;br /&gt;Get along with your parent(s):no way&lt;br /&gt;Like thunderstorms: i dont know&lt;br /&gt;Play an instrument: i got a guitar&lt;br /&gt;LAYER SIX:&lt;br /&gt;In the past month.&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol: um.. i cant remember&lt;br /&gt;Smoked: yes&lt;br /&gt;Done a drug: yes&lt;br /&gt;Had Sex: no&lt;br /&gt;Made Out: no&lt;br /&gt;Gone on a date: no&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall?: no&lt;br /&gt;Eaten an entire box of Oreos: no&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi:  no&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage: at lunch&lt;br /&gt;Been dumped: no&lt;br /&gt;Gone skating: yes&lt;br /&gt;Made homemade cookies: no&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinnydipping: ran naked&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair: no&lt;br /&gt;Stolen anything: yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER SEVEN:&lt;br /&gt;Ever...&lt;br /&gt;Played a game that required removal of clothing:yes&lt;br /&gt;Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: hmm mabee&lt;br /&gt;Been caught "doing something": yes&lt;br /&gt;Been called a tease: no&lt;br /&gt;Gotten beaten up: no&lt;br /&gt;Shoplifted: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Changed who you were to fit in: sorta i guess&lt;br /&gt;LAYER EIGHT:&lt;br /&gt;Age you hope to be married: i dont know&lt;br /&gt;Numbers and Names of Children: i dont know&lt;br /&gt;Describe your Dream Wedding: no&lt;br /&gt;How do you want to die: that dont matter&lt;br /&gt;Where you want to go to college: none&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up: idk.&lt;br /&gt;What country would you most like to visit: canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER NINE:&lt;br /&gt;In a guy..&lt;br /&gt;Best eye color? none&lt;br /&gt;Best hair color? none&lt;br /&gt;Short or long hair: none&lt;br /&gt;Height: none&lt;br /&gt;Best weight: none&lt;br /&gt;Best articles of clothing: none&lt;br /&gt;Best first date location: none&lt;br /&gt;Best first kiss location: none&lt;br /&gt;LAYER TEN:&lt;br /&gt;# of drugs taken illegally: yes&lt;br /&gt;# of people I could trust with my life: a cuple&lt;br /&gt;# of CDs that I own: like 16&lt;br /&gt;# of piercings: 0 &lt;br /&gt;# of tattoos: i wish&lt;br /&gt;# of scars on my body: 9 probly more i have no clue&lt;br /&gt;# of things in my past that I regret: a lot.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:7043</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/7043.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=7043"/>
    <title>wow calm the fuck down</title>
    <published>2004-12-01T21:04:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-01T21:04:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my michelle-guns n rosses</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has any one herd of a bad day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holly shit man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was just a bad day so a sad comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no need to go crazy</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:6768</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/6768.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=6768"/>
    <title>another waest of a day</title>
    <published>2004-12-01T00:14:51Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-01T00:14:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>korn-another brick in the wall 1-2-3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i dont think parents realize how big of sell outs they are. my mom grew up in the 70s she was like a hippi now look at her sucks up to the "man" like he owns her or something i dont know but my mom is going to die soon i hope.. not really but she is gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who grounds you for lik 6 monthes for getting kicked off a bus for a week&lt;br /&gt;its so gay&lt;br /&gt;last night i went crazy and dint sleep&lt;br /&gt;so i wrote the thing under this&lt;br /&gt;i dont know &lt;br /&gt;i hate my self&lt;br /&gt;thers only one good thing in my life&lt;br /&gt;but i never get it &lt;br /&gt;becasue shes groundid to&lt;br /&gt;even if she wasent i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like i said &lt;br /&gt;life sucks nothing ever works out like its soppesed to&lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this weather&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;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;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;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;i love you liz xoxoxoxoxo i love you for ever</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:6538</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/6538.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=6538"/>
    <title>yeah w/e</title>
    <published>2004-11-30T09:52:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-30T09:52:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>anything goes - guns n rosses</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok ive been awake for 5 hours i cant stop thinking about everything like how life sucks no matter who you are and thers nothing we can do to stop that man life is so gay serusly right just think about it&lt;br /&gt;your born&lt;br /&gt;you learn to hate&lt;br /&gt;you learn to love&lt;br /&gt;then you learn to talk&lt;br /&gt;so now you can say&lt;br /&gt;i hate you&lt;br /&gt;i love you&lt;br /&gt;but you never really relize how strong those words are&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;so now your in school&lt;br /&gt;reading learning the works&lt;br /&gt;so you start to see why life sucks when your like 5&lt;br /&gt;so your alweys going to be negitive now&lt;br /&gt;you hate school&lt;br /&gt;you hate teachers&lt;br /&gt;you hate other kids&lt;br /&gt;you hate your parents (they made you go)&lt;br /&gt;then your a little older&lt;br /&gt;say middle school&lt;br /&gt;you hit puberty&lt;br /&gt;so now your hormones are going insane&lt;br /&gt;you meet all thes chicks&lt;br /&gt;your like &lt;br /&gt;i love her&lt;br /&gt;next week&lt;br /&gt;i love her (differnt chick)&lt;br /&gt;next week&lt;br /&gt;i love her (another chick)&lt;br /&gt;and so on&lt;br /&gt;but really all you want is pussy but you lie to your self and cover that up and your all i want to marrie you when im older spend for ever with you right?&lt;br /&gt;and then&lt;br /&gt;you meet thes kids your all like&lt;br /&gt;thes are my best friends for ever&lt;br /&gt;and you think youll be freinds for ever&lt;br /&gt;like 3 monthes later they hate you&lt;br /&gt;new friends&lt;br /&gt;you move on&lt;br /&gt;you forget about it&lt;br /&gt;ok still in middle school&lt;br /&gt;now you hate everything again&lt;br /&gt;every one wants to be all sad n fake about everything&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why&lt;br /&gt;people want atenshion mabee i dont know&lt;br /&gt;ok now your in high  school&lt;br /&gt;your getting pressured into stuff &lt;br /&gt;like jobs&lt;br /&gt;good grades&lt;br /&gt;no truble&lt;br /&gt;your parents want you to be an angel&lt;br /&gt;so you go crazy&lt;br /&gt;start doing drugs&lt;br /&gt;alright and during that holl time you knew you were going to need a job so you had high ass goals for your self&lt;br /&gt;ok so your still doing drugs&lt;br /&gt;slowly your goals get set lower n lower&lt;br /&gt;the more drugs you do the lower it gets&lt;br /&gt;now your still all like i love this chick&lt;br /&gt;except &lt;br /&gt;instead of 1 week&lt;br /&gt;your together alot longer&lt;br /&gt;but know thers all thes sluty chicks right&lt;br /&gt;so your all like hmm i can cheat&lt;br /&gt;but then you fuck your self over&lt;br /&gt;so bam no more chick you love&lt;br /&gt;give it like 4 weeks&lt;br /&gt;with some one new&lt;br /&gt;but for the 4 weeks you think youll never find someone again&lt;br /&gt;still doing those drugs&lt;br /&gt;spending all your time n money on them&lt;br /&gt;your all like i need weed&lt;br /&gt;scared of reality&lt;br /&gt;ok so when you were little you wanted to be like a super hero or like a cop or something middle school your all like rock star actore pro something w/e&lt;br /&gt;now your on drugs your like&lt;br /&gt;a dealer&lt;br /&gt;ok see the change&lt;br /&gt;and you realize your lifes nothing&lt;br /&gt;all your friends hate you again&lt;br /&gt;or you dont trust them&lt;br /&gt;your like my girlfriend hates me shes only acting like she likes me &lt;br /&gt;my friends are using me&lt;br /&gt;blah im so gay&lt;br /&gt;smoke some more&lt;br /&gt;everythings better&lt;br /&gt;ok 18 years old now&lt;br /&gt;what do you do&lt;br /&gt;go to collage?&lt;br /&gt;work with your dad?&lt;br /&gt;find a job move on live on your own?&lt;br /&gt;live with your mom like a bum?&lt;br /&gt;ok choses right&lt;br /&gt;thers just so maney&lt;br /&gt;but your a sad kid on drugs with fake smiles&lt;br /&gt;so your all like&lt;br /&gt;you already droped out&lt;br /&gt;you work at tacoo bell&lt;br /&gt;you want to live in yur van&lt;br /&gt;well sceing how your 18 your doing differnt drugs now&lt;br /&gt;herrion,cock,pcp.mdma,lsd,rocks and your a drunk ass&lt;br /&gt;ok so now when you get that 240 doller pay check&lt;br /&gt;should of been lik 380 400&lt;br /&gt;but uncil sam&lt;br /&gt;and you really hate him&lt;br /&gt;your hole life&lt;br /&gt;music "i hate the goverment"&lt;br /&gt;so your all like me 2&lt;br /&gt;you dont know why but you do&lt;br /&gt;because you favorit bands like sex pistols and who ever hate them&lt;br /&gt;but they arnt evin amrican&lt;br /&gt;why do they hate him?&lt;br /&gt;ever think about that one stupid asses&lt;br /&gt;ok so yeah your paycheek&lt;br /&gt;240 dollers&lt;br /&gt;heres your grocery list&lt;br /&gt;some food for the week 80 dollers&lt;br /&gt;gas ( your living in your van) for the week &lt;br /&gt;well the price on gas is rasing i dont know how much&lt;br /&gt;its like what 1.80 a gallon&lt;br /&gt;you need like 20 dollers a day&lt;br /&gt;2 4 6 8 10 12 14&lt;br /&gt;140 dollers&lt;br /&gt;now your like a big druggi right&lt;br /&gt;so your coke you want an 8 ball 30 dollers&lt;br /&gt;you want some herrion 10 bucks a pack&lt;br /&gt;umm you want like 5&lt;br /&gt;50 bucks&lt;br /&gt;you need some weed to&lt;br /&gt;you cant do those drugs with out weed&lt;br /&gt;so like a half well say 70 dollers&lt;br /&gt;ok lets do some adding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have 240&lt;br /&gt;80   food&lt;br /&gt;140  gas&lt;br /&gt;50   herrion&lt;br /&gt;30   coke&lt;br /&gt;70   weed&lt;br /&gt;ok so thats 220 for food n gas &lt;br /&gt;o now this aint looking good&lt;br /&gt;150 on drugs&lt;br /&gt;so thats 370&lt;br /&gt;you have 240&lt;br /&gt;dosnt add up does it&lt;br /&gt;danm&lt;br /&gt;now your like fuck&lt;br /&gt;so your seeling&lt;br /&gt;thats enoff to cover your drugs&lt;br /&gt;so your like sweet dude&lt;br /&gt;you meet a girl&lt;br /&gt;now your like 20 so your a little smarter&lt;br /&gt;if you say you lover her&lt;br /&gt;you probly do&lt;br /&gt;ok so &lt;br /&gt;you 2 are to gether for a while&lt;br /&gt;you have an apartment &lt;br /&gt;then you have a kid&lt;br /&gt;on acident&lt;br /&gt;fuck&lt;br /&gt;now your like&lt;br /&gt;i hope this kid doesnt turn out like me&lt;br /&gt;girlfriends all worried your going to leave&lt;br /&gt;butt your not that big of a dick&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;you got a kid&lt;br /&gt;a job&lt;br /&gt;a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;a van&lt;br /&gt;and still doing drugs&lt;br /&gt;man thats fucked up right&lt;br /&gt;your kids sleeping on the coach and your shootin up 1 room over&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;thats really cool&lt;br /&gt;so your kid gets a little older&lt;br /&gt;your a little older &lt;br /&gt;your like 26&lt;br /&gt;you and her got married&lt;br /&gt;your drinking alot&lt;br /&gt;you got fired at tacoo bell&lt;br /&gt;becasue of drugs&lt;br /&gt;your wife taking care of everything&lt;br /&gt;becasue your drunk ass is "looking for a job"&lt;br /&gt;but hey you can alweys go back to seeling&lt;br /&gt;so of course you do that&lt;br /&gt;now your seeling like idk well say a qp a day&lt;br /&gt;thats like 400 dollers a day&lt;br /&gt;money in your pocet cool&lt;br /&gt;your wife all cool with that to&lt;br /&gt;o bye the way shes just like you&lt;br /&gt;a junkiee&lt;br /&gt;a drunk&lt;br /&gt;a cheep ass&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;so now yur making big money seeling &lt;br /&gt;your kids still like 5 or 6&lt;br /&gt;no clue what your doing&lt;br /&gt;your spoiling its ass with what ever the fuck it wants&lt;br /&gt;you also are working at a gas stashion&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;br /&gt;you got a job again&lt;br /&gt;got a wife been with for a while&lt;br /&gt;a pretty good kid&lt;br /&gt;its dreesed up in the cool gear&lt;br /&gt;i dont know like i guess holister or w/e&lt;br /&gt;yeah &lt;br /&gt;ok so now your kids like 14 yur like 34&lt;br /&gt;whats going to happen the rest of your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- keep seeling dont get cought your lifes pretty cool kids a good kid stays away from drugs still married&lt;br /&gt;ok thats the plus side of that&lt;br /&gt;but the down side is&lt;br /&gt;your kid hates you your a drunk and a junkii he sees how you are hes not stupid hes 15 he nows whats going on. so its afraid to end up like you stays clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- o fuck..you got cought seeling.kids in a foster home your in jail wifes in rehab.hmm now what do you do? kid ran away from foster home hes s bigger junkii then you were. danm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- stop seeling, stop doing drugs so does your wife. you stoped for your kid. you hate the fact it hates you. now hes all still a good kid. butt your brock. so your kids not so cool. it starts doing drug (remind you of some one?)you dont knnow its doing them thow.o fuckin a..your wife leeves you for some other guy with money. leeves yu the kid.........hmm so your like i fucked up some were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- stoped seelin. still a junkii.wife too, kids getting ther, now your like a whit trash family.thats gay right. do yur really want your kidd to be like you? sounds cool..but is it really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of all those you die. hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;born&lt;br /&gt;life&lt;br /&gt;die&lt;br /&gt;death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gay shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah do you even see were im getting with this&lt;br /&gt;life suck&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ther is some thing&lt;br /&gt;stop doing drugs way back in the day&lt;br /&gt;ok lets do this again only right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your born&lt;br /&gt;you learn to hate&lt;br /&gt;you learn to love&lt;br /&gt;then you learn to talk&lt;br /&gt;so now you can say&lt;br /&gt;i hate you&lt;br /&gt;i love you&lt;br /&gt;but you never really relize how strong those words are&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;so now your in school&lt;br /&gt;reading learning the works&lt;br /&gt;ok so your in school&lt;br /&gt;you hate it&lt;br /&gt;but o well you stick it out&lt;br /&gt;all a's alright high five&lt;br /&gt;schools not so bad&lt;br /&gt;i love you &lt;br /&gt;i love this&lt;br /&gt;i love that&lt;br /&gt;positive vibes like wow&lt;br /&gt;older&lt;br /&gt;middle school&lt;br /&gt;ok still in the good with the grades a's b's good job&lt;br /&gt;still going girl to girl&lt;br /&gt;friends to friends&lt;br /&gt;but it doesnt bug you&lt;br /&gt;you never really thought about it&lt;br /&gt;ok high school&lt;br /&gt;good grades&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend &lt;br /&gt;good friends&lt;br /&gt;yeah good life&lt;br /&gt;no drugs&lt;br /&gt;your nice n clean&lt;br /&gt;you have no ression for em&lt;br /&gt;graduate go to collage&lt;br /&gt;6 years&lt;br /&gt;your a history major or something&lt;br /&gt;ok but &lt;br /&gt;you dint get he job you want&lt;br /&gt;your fine dint bug you&lt;br /&gt;w/e right&lt;br /&gt;try again somewere else&lt;br /&gt;same job idea thow&lt;br /&gt;oh nop&lt;br /&gt;no good&lt;br /&gt;so yur like o well&lt;br /&gt;try again&lt;br /&gt;fail again&lt;br /&gt;so now your like fuck&lt;br /&gt;i need a job&lt;br /&gt;so you get one thats like paying 11 bucks an hour&lt;br /&gt;you went to school for 6 years&lt;br /&gt;spent like &lt;br /&gt;i dont know say 8 grand a year&lt;br /&gt;so like 64 grand on this shit but you were all like its worth it&lt;br /&gt;on day ill have a job traviling the world making the mad bank&lt;br /&gt;hmm but your not&lt;br /&gt;your a Mackinac&lt;br /&gt;what a waest of life right&lt;br /&gt;stayed clean did his best at everything&lt;br /&gt;alweys was a good guy&lt;br /&gt;but in the end you still got fucked&lt;br /&gt;then you die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danm&lt;br /&gt;that life soundid so good too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i sayed life suck no matter what you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end its ganna suck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i dont know what im going to do&lt;br /&gt;ok yeah im most likly living the first one&lt;br /&gt;i could change now&lt;br /&gt;stop smoking no more drugs&lt;br /&gt;ok but then what&lt;br /&gt;im sure as fuck aint going to no collage&lt;br /&gt;so what do i have going for me?&lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;your right&lt;br /&gt;but what do you have going for yourself&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gay gay world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im done trying to rebel n fight for what i want no point&lt;br /&gt;i can gat arested&lt;br /&gt;then im fucked&lt;br /&gt;i can drop out or w/e but then ill become like a junkii&lt;br /&gt;it dosent matter what i do ill be fucked in the end&lt;br /&gt;o well i geuss ill just like give up and give into what they want&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;br /&gt;o well&lt;br /&gt;w/e&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another thing i was thinking about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should stop doing drugs&lt;br /&gt;not becasue i want to go to collage or w/e&lt;br /&gt;because&lt;br /&gt;i got liz in truble because i got her to smoke&lt;br /&gt;jason like hates me for it&lt;br /&gt;so does alot of people&lt;br /&gt;i do it to much&lt;br /&gt;and thats all i spend my money on&lt;br /&gt;and it makes me be an ass and like fight people for it&lt;br /&gt;but i dont evin belive in vilonce&lt;br /&gt;hmm?&lt;br /&gt;ok w/e it dont matter any way&lt;br /&gt;10 years from now no one will remeber me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck it</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:6204</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/6204.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=6204"/>
    <title>fuck.......today sucks my balls</title>
    <published>2004-11-30T02:30:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-30T02:30:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>incubus-parten me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;i went to school&lt;br /&gt;figered out&lt;br /&gt;im an idiot &lt;br /&gt;who thinks way to highly of people&lt;br /&gt;expeshaly ones like my friends&lt;br /&gt;came home&lt;br /&gt;got together some money&lt;br /&gt;walked to store &lt;br /&gt;turned change in to cash&lt;br /&gt;called some people&lt;br /&gt;meat jason half way&lt;br /&gt;crowly screw me over some shit now im pissed at the world&lt;br /&gt;this is some gay shit&lt;br /&gt;jason got the cops called on him &lt;br /&gt;like 4 cops showed up it sucked&lt;br /&gt;came home&lt;br /&gt;joe n anthoiney came over with emo n some chick&lt;br /&gt;rob was ther &lt;br /&gt;i hit him in the face for talking shit&lt;br /&gt;joe was like get ride of rob &lt;br /&gt;no one wants him here&lt;br /&gt;and he dint leeve but they all did&lt;br /&gt;except chris&lt;br /&gt;we smoked&lt;br /&gt;we went to jakes&lt;br /&gt;i took some pain killers&lt;br /&gt;then walked chris home&lt;br /&gt;came here&lt;br /&gt;took so more pills like 4 pm's&lt;br /&gt;the crushed 3 concerta&lt;br /&gt;snortid those now im fellin ok&lt;br /&gt;not really&lt;br /&gt;im going throw like a mental break down&lt;br /&gt;so yeah you no how that is&lt;br /&gt;o well&lt;br /&gt;tomarrow should be goo though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w/e&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;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;fuck you</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:5889</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/5889.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=5889"/>
    <title>mmmmm i  love nice hottt.....(fill in the blank)</title>
    <published>2004-11-29T02:28:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-29T02:28:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>some song from first to last</lj:music>
    <content type="html">if you thought sex..you were wrong. i was thinking of cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drrr&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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i realized&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this thing is prettty cool&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i was at my dads &lt;br /&gt;he was drunk&lt;br /&gt;and wanted to fix stuff&lt;br /&gt;i came here&lt;br /&gt;went to marhias with evin jason n jeff&lt;br /&gt;then we went to my house&lt;br /&gt;i called people&lt;br /&gt;no weed&lt;br /&gt;walked mahria home walked even jason n jeff to the fence&lt;br /&gt;went to joes&lt;br /&gt;smoked&lt;br /&gt;went to store&lt;br /&gt;got food&lt;br /&gt;came here&lt;br /&gt;eat &lt;br /&gt;did this&lt;br /&gt;going to bed&lt;br /&gt;waking up&lt;br /&gt;smoking a doober&lt;br /&gt;going to mahrias&lt;br /&gt;going to school&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;after school seelin some weed n making some money&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;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;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;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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so&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;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;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;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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you tomarrow &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;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;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;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;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;and if any 1 actually reads this ill be amazed &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;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;br /&gt;besides emo&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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she just fond out i had this</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:5736</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/5736.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=5736"/>
    <title>fuckin gay</title>
    <published>2004-11-26T13:34:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-26T13:34:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>killling in the name-rage against the machine</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so like yesterday was gay&lt;br /&gt;today is going to be gay&lt;br /&gt;im going to my dads&lt;br /&gt;so that means big ass partys all weeekend&lt;br /&gt;but saterday&lt;br /&gt;were having a seconde thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;more family&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know thes 1s thow&lt;br /&gt;mabee ther all cool and were going to sit around a camp fire smoking blunt after blunt and drinking&lt;br /&gt;idk&lt;br /&gt;probly not&lt;br /&gt;o well ill be online thow&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im done with this thing&lt;br /&gt;only like 2 people read this so yeah&lt;br /&gt;fuck this thing &lt;br /&gt;everyone is gay</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:5516</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/5516.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=5516"/>
    <title>yeah</title>
    <published>2004-11-26T03:11:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-26T03:11:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>cocaine-hendrix</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i hope the world ends tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone dies</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:5202</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/5202.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=5202"/>
    <title>gay day</title>
    <published>2004-11-26T03:06:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-26T03:06:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the sounds of a dog drinking</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today sucks balls&lt;br /&gt;i had to celebrate a holiday i hate&lt;br /&gt;and hang out with alot of people i hate&lt;br /&gt;my sister was ther&lt;br /&gt;that made it better&lt;br /&gt;shes fun to talk to at these family things&lt;br /&gt;no weed&lt;br /&gt;no drugs &lt;br /&gt;so its sucky&lt;br /&gt;the food sucked&lt;br /&gt;my aunt yelled at me for eating&lt;br /&gt;i had to watch some gay mtv beach thing with these rich bitches...fuck that shit to day sucked man&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liz&amp;lt;3</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:4921</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/4921.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=4921"/>
    <title>blah</title>
    <published>2004-11-25T15:43:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-25T15:43:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sube do bah</lj:music>
    <content type="html">new smiliys</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:4819</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/4819.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=4819"/>
    <title>lickmybuttbitch @ 2004-11-25T10:40:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-25T15:40:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-25T15:40:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hhh</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:4579</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/4579.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=4579"/>
    <title>i love this song</title>
    <published>2004-11-25T15:14:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-25T15:14:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my michelle-guns n rosses</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Your daddy works in porno&lt;br /&gt;Now that mommy's not around&lt;br /&gt;She used to love her heroin&lt;br /&gt;But now she's underground&lt;br /&gt;So you stay out late at night&lt;br /&gt;And you do your coke for free&lt;br /&gt;Drivin' your friends crazy&lt;br /&gt;With your life's insanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well you just can't tell&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well my Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sowin' all your wild oats&lt;br /&gt;In another's luxuries&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Thursday you can sleep&lt;br /&gt;But school starts much too early&lt;br /&gt;And this hotel wasn't free&lt;br /&gt;So party till your connection call&lt;br /&gt;Honey I'll return the key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well you just can't tell&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well my Michelle&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well you never can tell&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well my Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs love&lt;br /&gt;You know that it's true&lt;br /&gt;Someday you'll find someone&lt;br /&gt;That'll fall in love with you&lt;br /&gt;But oh the time it takes&lt;br /&gt;When you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;Someday you'll find someone&lt;br /&gt;That you can call your own&lt;br /&gt;But till then ya better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you're clean&lt;br /&gt;And so discreet&lt;br /&gt;I won't say a word&lt;br /&gt;But most of all this song is true&lt;br /&gt;Case you haven't heard&lt;br /&gt;So c'mon and stop your cryin'&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we both know money burns&lt;br /&gt;Honey don't stop tryin;&lt;br /&gt;An you'll get what you deserve</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:4317</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/4317.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=4317"/>
    <title>more songs from the soul volume 420</title>
    <published>2004-11-25T15:04:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-25T15:04:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>same song as the last time i said something</lj:music>
    <content type="html">We need some positive vibes for these rainy days&lt;br /&gt;Let the sun come out keep push these clouds away&lt;br /&gt;We need some positive vibes life’s for fun so go and play&lt;br /&gt;Let the sunlight in, brighten up your day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the vibes blow like the ocean breeze&lt;br /&gt;Mamma always told me there’d be days like these&lt;br /&gt;Keep your head right, just do as you please&lt;br /&gt;Never interfere with an evil man’s schemes&lt;br /&gt;Keep your heart pure, conceive your own dreams&lt;br /&gt;Respect your fellow man, the earth with the trees&lt;br /&gt;The air that we breathe and the highest mountain peak&lt;br /&gt;Bring truth from your soul to your mouth when you speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to get loud .. messin with others, stressin’ your brother, it’s time to uncover&lt;br /&gt;Time to choose another path you see&lt;br /&gt;Cause the road most traveled’s negativity&lt;br /&gt;Put your fist down (fist down), throw your hands in the air&lt;br /&gt;Respect yourself, be somebody who cares&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let life get you down, don’t feel abused&lt;br /&gt;Keep a positive view unto yourself be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday’s a new adventure You got to keep what you got&lt;br /&gt;Livin’ life in a studio bustin’ rhymes in my socks&lt;br /&gt;I got to keep my head up and always do what I feel&lt;br /&gt;Avoidin all the evil and just keeping it real&lt;br /&gt;(I need some positive vibes)&lt;br /&gt;All these situations I keep hearin’ about&lt;br /&gt;People dyin’ in planes and buildings crumbling down&lt;br /&gt;This world goes round for no apparent reason&lt;br /&gt;People robbin and theavin’ just to feel good for the evening&lt;br /&gt;(I need some positive vibes)&lt;br /&gt;What happen' to everybody’s peace and love&lt;br /&gt;Throw your drinks the sky, raise your hands up above&lt;br /&gt;Get yo head out of the gutter and be respectful&lt;br /&gt;We need some positive vibes for these rainy days so let it go&lt;br /&gt;Don’t never get it twisted when I’m on this track&lt;br /&gt;D-Loc the kind kid that be kickin’ it back&lt;br /&gt;Of the class everyday I was high&lt;br /&gt;Goin to school in 95 easy that how we ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s time to leave this rat race chant down Babylon&lt;br /&gt;Keep my head straight, keep my family movin' on&lt;br /&gt;Find my own place, create my own space&lt;br /&gt;Detach my whole scene from this wicked rat race&lt;br /&gt;The two-faced friends, the snakes in the grass&lt;br /&gt;Daddy always told me there’d be men like that&lt;br /&gt;So watch your own back keep your eye on your stacks&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ever write a check that that ass can’t cash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need some positive vibes&lt;br /&gt;(Keep on reaching for it)&lt;br /&gt;For these rainy days&lt;br /&gt;(Keep on hoping for it)&lt;br /&gt;Let the sun come out keep push these clouds away&lt;br /&gt;(What we need is, all we have is positive vibes)&lt;br /&gt;We need some positive vibes&lt;br /&gt;(What more can we say to you)&lt;br /&gt;Lies that so forth go out and play&lt;br /&gt;(What more can be said to you)&lt;br /&gt;Let the Sunlight in, brighten up your day&lt;br /&gt;(What we need is, all we have is positive vibes)</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:3890</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/3890.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=3890"/>
    <title>lickmybuttbitch @ 2004-11-25T09:53:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-25T15:01:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-25T15:01:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sweetchiled of mine-guns n rosses</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Bad habits&lt;br /&gt;Bad habits&lt;br /&gt;Bad Habits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad habits, Bad habits&lt;br /&gt;Picked a few up nine years in this game&lt;br /&gt;Bad habits, Bad habits&lt;br /&gt;Life style's fast driving me insane&lt;br /&gt;Bad habits, bad habits&lt;br /&gt;Daily doses you just got to maintain&lt;br /&gt;Bad habits, bad habits&lt;br /&gt;Drinking beer, smoking weed, and a pack a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pack a day seven grams of weed A beer when i'm ready&lt;br /&gt;Yall know me, yeah I got some habits, I picked up a few, it's the d-lo-c so what chu gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The demons inside me, are clinging so tightly, the voices in my head say "You don't wanna come down" m'kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pack a day to get me by, an ounce of weed to keep me high&lt;br /&gt;Alochol still numbs the pain, some things in life just never change&lt;br /&gt;I don't know but i've been told, you live this way you won't grow old&lt;br /&gt;Our addiction hits so quick, these bad habits are hard to quit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad habits, Bad habits&lt;br /&gt;Everybody has them, who you got to blame?&lt;br /&gt;Bad habits, Bad habits&lt;br /&gt;Flush it all away, go an' spit it down the drain&lt;br /&gt;Bad habits, Bad habits&lt;br /&gt;Chemical dependencies have a hold of your brain&lt;br /&gt;Bad habits, Bad habits&lt;br /&gt;When my time comes, I'll go out with a bang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got problems that I don't tell many, talk about bad habits shit, I got plenty&lt;br /&gt;Nicotine, weed, beer, shooting pool and playing cards, mushrooms, pills, strange pussy fast cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Jonny Richter, pass the mic, better yet don't, need to pass the pipe&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to hit that shit, but you're not paying attention, I wanna pack a rip, don't trip just keep sitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pack a day to get me by, an ounce of weed to keep me high&lt;br /&gt;Alochol still numbs the pain, some things in life just never change&lt;br /&gt;I don't know but i've been told, you live this way you won't grow old&lt;br /&gt;Our addiction hits so quick, these bad habits are hard to quit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad habits, Bad habits&lt;br /&gt;Picked a few up nine years in this game&lt;br /&gt;Bad habits, Bad habits&lt;br /&gt;Life style's fast driving me insane&lt;br /&gt;Bad habits, bad habits&lt;br /&gt;Daily doses you just got to maintain&lt;br /&gt;Bad habits, bad habits&lt;br /&gt;Drinking beer, smoking weed, and a pack a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wishing addition is kinda strange to me, gotta quit gotta kick for my family&lt;br /&gt;Cuz if I crash fast everybody's outie, And that's way too heavy pressing on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the d double dash, I bash like an army, and when it's time to mash, I crash really strongly&lt;br /&gt;I always pop a pill with the three roll bent I complish my task, you can't hold me (me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pack a day to get me by, an ounce of weed to keep me high&lt;br /&gt;Alochol still numbs the pain, some things in life just never change&lt;br /&gt;I don't know but I've been told, you live this way you won't grow old&lt;br /&gt;Our addiction hits so quick, these bad habits are hard to quit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes they just won't open, you don't know what you been smoking&lt;br /&gt;Got your whole family hoping "Oh I wish that he'd just slow down" (slow down)&lt;br /&gt;The game is tough and silent where these groups are just smokin', soldier.&lt;br /&gt;You're smoking and then toking and you're dead in the ground (Na Mean?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pack a day to get me by, an ounce of weed to keep me high&lt;br /&gt;Alochol still numbs the pain, some things in life just never change&lt;br /&gt;I don't know but i've been told, you live this way you won't grow old&lt;br /&gt;Our addiction hits so quick, these bad habits are hard to quit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad habits, bad habits</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:3722</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/3722.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=3722"/>
    <title>fucking fuck......... evil eye</title>
    <published>2004-11-25T14:48:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-25T14:48:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>parden me-incubus</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so yeah yesterday&lt;br /&gt;i woke up jason came over&lt;br /&gt;we hung out&lt;br /&gt;tried to call leo &lt;br /&gt;he has no weed&lt;br /&gt;i tried to calll crowly&lt;br /&gt;he has no answer&lt;br /&gt;i tried to call liz&lt;br /&gt;she dint answer&lt;br /&gt;we walked to joes&lt;br /&gt;joe came over&lt;br /&gt;pretty much got are shit from liz&lt;br /&gt;im going to give her 20 dollers on like when ever i see her next&lt;br /&gt;jason got high for like the first time in a long long long ass time&lt;br /&gt;jason went home&lt;br /&gt;i went to joes&lt;br /&gt;we went to the movies with ashely and amanda&lt;br /&gt;left ther&lt;br /&gt;we had no ride home so we walked&lt;br /&gt;that sucked alot of balls&lt;br /&gt;it was really cold&lt;br /&gt;and my shoes have holes in the bottom of them&lt;br /&gt;so i coulnt really feel my feet&lt;br /&gt;sleept at joes&lt;br /&gt;woke up came here now that were i am and then i gatta go to my aunts house later</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:3484</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/3484.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=3484"/>
    <title>ganna get fucked up</title>
    <published>2004-11-24T14:02:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-24T14:02:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>its so easy-guns n rosses</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so&lt;br /&gt;i rolled up lizs stash&lt;br /&gt;they have 3 joints&lt;br /&gt;ther nice a fat ass 1s to&lt;br /&gt;fat ass j's&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;at like 10:30 11 my sisters going to buy some sticky icky&lt;br /&gt;then well roll up a few more j's&lt;br /&gt;idk&lt;br /&gt;hopefully to day will be fun&lt;br /&gt;probly not</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:3158</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/3158.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=3158"/>
    <title>blah</title>
    <published>2004-11-24T10:36:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-24T10:36:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none</lj:music>
    <content type="html">last night was pretty cool&lt;br /&gt;smoked some weed&lt;br /&gt;hung out with joe ashely liz christina and chirs&lt;br /&gt;that was cool&lt;br /&gt;thats about it</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:2824</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/2824.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=2824"/>
    <title>i hate today</title>
    <published>2004-11-22T02:32:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-22T02:32:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>cocaine</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so today i almost got a qp&lt;br /&gt;but shit happens it was above me what could i do&lt;br /&gt;went to joes for a little &lt;br /&gt;went to jacobs&lt;br /&gt;i got really high today&lt;br /&gt;got 1 more joint for the morning&lt;br /&gt;umm hopefully liz can come out some time this week&lt;br /&gt;but she busy&lt;br /&gt;idk&lt;br /&gt;fuck it &lt;br /&gt;im going to bed&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;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;ilove liz</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:2616</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/2616.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=2616"/>
    <title>danm the world</title>
    <published>2004-11-21T17:45:51Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-21T17:45:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nothin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">this is fucking gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have only 28 dollers in the bank&lt;br /&gt;so no new bowl&lt;br /&gt;i have 20 &lt;br /&gt;but my buddy is at work&lt;br /&gt;so no weed&lt;br /&gt;iam of grounding&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;joes groundid&lt;br /&gt;liz dint answer her cell&lt;br /&gt;jason..idk&lt;br /&gt;chirs is at his dads&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;im going to the store to get papers&lt;br /&gt;then im naping&lt;br /&gt;then calling leo&lt;br /&gt;leave a messege here or call me n tell my mom who you are and ill call you back if i have your naber&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;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;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;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;today sucks a lot of dick</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:2315</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/2315.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=2315"/>
    <title>music is good</title>
    <published>2004-11-21T12:42:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-21T12:42:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>this 1</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i got sunshine, in a bag&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;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;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;that songs about acid</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:2275</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/2275.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=2275"/>
    <title>music is good.</title>
    <published>2004-11-21T11:47:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-21T11:47:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>a remix of lucy in the sky with dimonds</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Everybody time to light up time to gather in a circle time to divvy up you got one&lt;br /&gt;life to live- Start livin it up- pull a branch from your sack lets roll one up- well I&lt;br /&gt;understand if your runnin low- but if your holdin out see you gotta go- I got no time for that&lt;br /&gt;in the row row- no, no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One who does what he wishes is wild – n – free see the free man is wise and the wise man is&lt;br /&gt;free so if you ask me to hand you the key to unlock the door to lifes mystery I grant you three&lt;br /&gt;wishes so make em’ all count with sworn secrecy there’s no dollar amount wish one would be tons&lt;br /&gt;of unlimited pounds of lof legalized chronic and infinite sounds wish two would be miles and&lt;br /&gt;miles to roam with no boarders or rules planet earth would be home wish three well that’s kind&lt;br /&gt;of easy to me there’d be peace, love and equality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody time to light up time to gather in a circle time to divvy up you got one life to&lt;br /&gt;live- Start livin it up- pull a branch from your sack lets roll one up- well I understand if&lt;br /&gt;your runnin low- but if your holdin out see you gotta go- I got no time for that in the row row-&lt;br /&gt;no, no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Jane is who I dreaming of&lt;br /&gt;The one I adore&lt;br /&gt;And the one I love&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful lady&lt;br /&gt;She so so sweet&lt;br /&gt;My for everlasting love&lt;br /&gt;That I always wanted to meet&lt;br /&gt;Know all my friends say &lt;br /&gt;That she got a good vibe&lt;br /&gt;An ever time they see her&lt;br /&gt;She get’s em high&lt;br /&gt;She so so sly&lt;br /&gt;And she my flyest baby&lt;br /&gt;The one and only Mary&lt;br /&gt;That drives me crazy&lt;br /&gt;No we feel so good&lt;br /&gt;You can’t deny&lt;br /&gt;Are sprits together?&lt;br /&gt;Will never die &lt;br /&gt;You and me will always roll&lt;br /&gt;I never wanna see&lt;br /&gt;The day that you go&lt;br /&gt;So stoned wow oh!&lt;br /&gt;My love she knows&lt;br /&gt;Together we stand&lt;br /&gt;And they’re no turning back&lt;br /&gt;I want you in my life&lt;br /&gt;Will you please be mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody time to light up time to gather in a circle time to divvy up you got one life to&lt;br /&gt;live- Start livin it up- pull a branch from your sack lets roll one up- well I understand if&lt;br /&gt;your runnin low- but if your holdin out see you gotta go- I got no time for that in the row row-&lt;br /&gt;no, no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when the Night is done and most the people gone home&lt;br /&gt;And you’re surrounded by your friends, with them you’re never alone&lt;br /&gt;Gather in a circle, fire up a fat cone, &lt;br /&gt;And if you hit it right, you’ll be getting stoned all night long&lt;br /&gt;Favorite song on the radio playin&lt;br /&gt;And you’re family’s all around you, if you know what I’m sayin&lt;br /&gt;The feelin’s tight with lots of smoke in the air&lt;br /&gt;You’re just bein yourself, cause good times is true wealth&lt;br /&gt;Now I’ve been through it all from the thick to the thin&lt;br /&gt;I Fought in many battles, some I did not win&lt;br /&gt;You take the good with the bad, you gotta play what you’re delt&lt;br /&gt;And mary’s love helps to ease all the pain I felt&lt;br /&gt;So this I dedicate to her, May she one day be free&lt;br /&gt;Free to grow upon this earth, and free to reproduce seeds&lt;br /&gt;Free so all my fellow brethren can breath easily&lt;br /&gt;And free so we can live in peace with unity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody time to light up time to gather in a circle time to divvy up you got one life to&lt;br /&gt;live- Start livin it up- pull a branch from your sack lets roll one up- well I understand if&lt;br /&gt;your runnin low- but if your holdin out see you gotta go- I got no time for that in the row row-&lt;br /&gt;no, no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kotton mouth kings-light up</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:1926</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/1926.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=1926"/>
    <title>today ill</title>
    <published>2004-11-21T11:20:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-21T11:20:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i dont i just woke up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to the bank soon well at like 11 or something&lt;br /&gt;my glass bowl broke yesterday&lt;br /&gt;so i gatta get a new 1&lt;br /&gt;its not going to be glass&lt;br /&gt;then rob is comeing over with 10 dollers&lt;br /&gt;hes getting a sack&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what time hes comming over&lt;br /&gt;joes coming over to&lt;br /&gt;i dont know when&lt;br /&gt;i think ill have my mom pick them up&lt;br /&gt;so they can come &lt;br /&gt;then get high&lt;br /&gt;i dont really feel good thow&lt;br /&gt;hopefully liz can come over&lt;br /&gt;i havent asked her yet&lt;br /&gt;she will probly want to come over&lt;br /&gt;but idk&lt;br /&gt;thats all i think im doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaven</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lickmybuttbitch:1739</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/1739.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://lickmybuttbitch.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=1739"/>
    <title>fuuuuuuuuuuuckin a</title>
    <published>2004-11-20T14:21:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-20T14:21:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>guns and rosses</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok so know im sitting here and im all like "dude, jasons back round thing beats ass. i really want one like that." so yeah. im also like "man i want to finish this joint.what time is it? shit. i still got like 3 hours intill i can get drugs. i wonder if liz is going to come over?"&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;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;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;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;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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p&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;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;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;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;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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e&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;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;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;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;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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n&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;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;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;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;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;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;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;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;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;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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&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;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;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;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;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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s</content>
  </entry>
</feed>
