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  <title>And if I die today I'll be the happy phantom</title>
  <subtitle>The happy phantom has no right to bitch</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Keri</name>
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  <updated>2006-02-12T03:43:44Z</updated>
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    <title>I smell</title>
    <published>2006-02-12T03:43:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-12T03:43:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;pre style="FONT: 12px arial"&gt;I hung out with Max today. We stopped to see if Abby was home, but she was out with Jake (theyre going to get married, i bet you.) Im waiting for a phone&lt;br&gt;call from her as we speak because were going out to see Max tonight before he leaves tomorrow to return to college. I wish they hadnt of broken up, hes&lt;br&gt;so upset about it. They have soooooooo much history, so many years under their belt, but maybe that was the real reason she broke up with him.&lt;br&gt;Also, he drinks and smokes weed, and she doesnt anymore. But, I mean, they have so much attraction towards each other, so it cant really be&lt;br&gt;because she wasnt into him. Or maybe it is. I dont rweally want to write too much on this in my journal. &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="FONT: 12px arial"&gt;Morick stopped by today and we talked for awhile..well..he talked, I cried. Its so hard without him. He spent a year of those 3 living with me because &lt;br&gt;of his family. I'm so used to him being part of my daily life, I never spent a day without him. Not because I'm dependent on him, but just because Im&lt;br&gt;in love with the guy. He asked what I wanted. We all know what I said...&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="FONT: 12px arial"&gt;I said I need time away from him..I said I dont want to date again because I know it wouldnt feel the same.&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="FONT: 12px arial"&gt;I've run out of complicated theories
So now I'm taking back my words
and I'm preparing for the breakdown
Your t-shirt's lost its smell of you
and the bathroom's still a mess
remind me why we decided this was for the best

Because I miss you love
I miss you love
I miss you love
I miss you love
I miss you
love..

I know the distance is a factor
but I stretch as often as I can
and I goes to reach your hands anyday now
please dont blame me for trying
to fix this one last time
I have a hard time as it is

Because I miss you love
I miss you love
I miss you love
I miss you love

Dont act like you dont know me
Its still me I never changed
I'll be here when you come back

and I miss you love
I miss you love
I miss you love
I miss you love
I miss you love
I miss you love
I miss you love
I miss you
love..&lt;/pre&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fancyseeingyou:731</id>
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    <title>Someday you're going to be sorry..</title>
    <published>2006-02-05T21:38:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-05T21:39:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>JACK JOHNSON!!!!!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Alright, so I stopped feeling sorry for myself. I did call in sick for work, but Morick is working today and I don't think I want him thinking that I'm this upset over it all. I went for a walk around with Abby and then I came home to clean the house. Now I've spent the last hour or so talking to Keith over the phone. I had no idea he was able to show compassion.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fancyseeingyou:441</id>
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    <title>I feel as though I've got nothing left</title>
    <published>2006-02-04T22:14:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-04T22:54:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is the new journal. I wanted a new one because the other I've had for about 3 years and I wanted a change. 

Also, Morick and I broke up after 3 years of being together. I spend the night with Abby in the woods and we talked until morning. Her and I had an awful start last year because of Brando and Keith and that whole situation (as we all know) but these past months we've been close. She's sooooo, I don't know. She's the kind of person who you never know what to think of, but you just know you love it when she's around. I used to think she was wicked fucking annoying because she was really insecure and stressed out all the time. I don't know what happened over the summer, but it must have been a way good enlightenment because she's grown into a lovely young woman soooo fucking fast! We spent all night talking about everything and anything. She makes me really feel good. AND SHE'S MAH GURLFRIEND =)

Last night I told Morick about the party thing and he just up and dumped me. I can't stop crying and I feel like I was just pushed off a cliff and told to fly but I have no wings. I started highschool with Morick in my life and now in my Junior year, I'm alone. I have no experiance with anyone else because I never dated or even loved anyone else. I look at other guys and I just think about how much I want him back because I know I'll never be able to love anyone else. My first and only love lasted 3 years.

I'm so scared without you.</content>
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