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  <title>Blue Light Special</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Dec 2004 17:37:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>if not</title>
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  <description>Damn if I&apos;m not pregnant then I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with me…my period was massively late and that’s why I thought I was pregnant but I also had the nausea, fatigue, headaches, and frequent urination…not to mention crazy emotions...I don’t know…&lt;br /&gt;Of course I&apos;m glad that I&apos;m not because I was really scared of what It might do to my SO and I. I was terrified of losing him. But I just want to know what the hell is up with my body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Micro~</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Dec 2004 13:47:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Blood</title>
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  <description>So I got my period today…at least that’s what I think the blood is from… Anyway, I’m extremely happy, but also slightly disappointed…I don’t know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Micro~</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2004 17:47:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Saylor Lynn</title>
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  <description>So I spent last night at the hospital because Traci (my cousin) was having her baby. Her daughter, Saylor Lynn (that’s not a typo it is Saylor with an ‘S’), was born around 11:30pm and she weighed 6 pounds and 13 ounces. She was a very beautiful baby. While I was in the waiting room before she had Saylor I was on the phone with my SO and of course we were talking about me being pregnant, well actually the subject came up and I was talking about it the later he was like sorry I was ignoring you. I was so pissed I had to fight back tears. I managed to get of the phone before I broke down crying. I think that was one of the worst feelings I have ever felt. He called back later and apologized but I was too pissed so I was just like whatever. This morning I forgave him, but when I think about it I just want to cry again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Micro~</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Dec 2004 18:48:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>emotions are going haywire</title>
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  <description>My life is really sucking right now. I&apos;m ridiculously depressed and I&apos;m trying so hard to hide it but I’m not doing a very good job. So anyway, I was running errands for my boss when my mother calls and is telling me that my cousin (whom I very close with) just went into labor, so while I&apos;m talking to her I&apos;m driving along with the flow of traffic when I get pulled over. The cop said I was speeding but why then did no one else get pulled over I was behind, in front of and next to many cars going the same speed as me.&lt;br /&gt;For a visual all the / are random cars and the m is me.&lt;br /&gt;I was in the freaking middle how did the cop pick me out of all those cars.&lt;br /&gt;/ / / / /&lt;br /&gt;/ / / /&lt;br /&gt;/ m / /&lt;br /&gt;/ / / /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway so I started balling after he gave me the ticket. It was probably a friend of the cop that had a crush on me that I turned down. But my fucking emotions are going haywire. And then I’m trying to get back to the office, making sure I&apos;m going the speed limit and people are passing me like fucking crazy and some guy has the gull to roll down his window and yell at me and call me a fucking cunt. Normally that wouldn’t bother me I would just flick him off and be on my way but because every thing seems to make me cry this week I started balling again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Micro~</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Dec 2004 14:13:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Names</title>
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  <description>So, I have been thinking about names for my baby and these are some of the names I liked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot; face=&quot;arial&quot; color=&quot;#FF66CC&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GIRLS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serenity&lt;br /&gt;Harmony Grace&lt;br /&gt;Melody Joy&lt;br /&gt;Pascal&lt;br /&gt;Analiese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot; face=&quot;arial&quot; color=&quot;#33CCFF&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOYS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant&lt;br /&gt;Duncan&lt;br /&gt;Doran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Micro~</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Dec 2004 13:48:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SSDD</title>
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  <description>Another day and I&apos;m still without my period. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Micro~</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Dec 2004 17:13:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>semi-attached</title>
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  <description>Is it a bad thing that I&apos;m not even sure that I&apos;m pregnant yet but I&apos;m already semi-attached to the child that might be growing inside me????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Micro~</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Dec 2004 13:22:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Another day and still no period.</title>
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  <description>My SO and I have been talking a little bit about our options if I am pregnant. We will defiantly be keeping my baby if I am, because we are both very anti-abortion. I’m just scared because I want to be able to give my child the best of everything. I guess we will just have to make it up as we go along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Micro~</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Dec 2004 19:41:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Terrified</title>
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  <description>I think I&apos;m pregnant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Micro~</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 05 Nov 2004 17:23:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Looking back at me I see&lt;br /&gt;That I never really got it right&lt;br /&gt;I never stopped to think of you&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m always wrapped up in&lt;br /&gt;Things I cannot win&lt;br /&gt;You are the antidote that gets me by&lt;br /&gt;Something strong&lt;br /&gt;Like a drug that gets me high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really meant to say&lt;br /&gt;Is I&apos;m sorry for the way I am&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to be so cold to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m sorry about all the lies&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in a different light&lt;br /&gt;You could see me stand on my own again&lt;br /&gt;Cause now I can see&lt;br /&gt;You were the antidote that got me by&lt;br /&gt;Something strong like a drug that got me high&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to be so cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really wanted you to see&lt;br /&gt;The screwed up side of me that I keep&lt;br /&gt;Locked inside of me so deep&lt;br /&gt;It always seems to get to me&lt;br /&gt;I never really wanted you to go&lt;br /&gt;So many things you should have known&lt;br /&gt;I guess for me there’s just no hope&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to be so cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-crossfade</description>
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