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  <title>shelly demeglio.</title>
  <subtitle>This could be out of line,</subtitle>
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    <name>shellyxdemeglio</name>
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  <updated>2009-05-17T20:32:29Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:shellyxdemeglio:20462</id>
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    <title>i wanna play top 5 boos.</title>
    <published>2009-05-17T20:32:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-17T20:32:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">deal!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://content1.catalog.photos.msn.com/ft/share0/50f7/0/PatrickDempsey7_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Patrick Dempsey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on, those eyes? fuck you if you don't say so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimonymous.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/cristopre.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Bradley Cooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every movie has been great with him in it... and i can't wait to see the hangover. he's sexy, even when he's cheating on his wife and sneaking smokes and blaming it on the mexicans. no lie motherfucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://srv0204-01.sjc3.imeem.com/g/p/2c5402301b2c6f5d8ad65aeae6e24328_raw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Jack Marin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only because i name devices after you and stuff... cough cough. just be my best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://handson.provocateuse.com/images/photos/ralph_fiennes_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ralph Fiennes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so you're voldemort. i have no problems with this because the way you shoot jews then pee in the morning turns me on like you wouldn't even know. even though you're kinda old now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/050616/104831__laurie_l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hugh Laurie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; everybody thinks i'm crazy for wanting to fuck the shit out of this man. sorry ya'll, can't help myself. he is the ultimate god and there is nothing left to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samesexboos!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/theremoteisland/2009/03/katherine.heigl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Katherine Heigl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just look at those eyes. mmmmmmmmmm mamamamaa! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://holamun2.com/files/images/attachments/2007/12/kat-von-d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Kat Von D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she's not the hottest crayon in the box, but damn, could she be more awesome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.staralicious.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/kim-kardashian-tight-dress-260508-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Kim Kardashian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only because you're me if i was russian and tall and skinny, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.paraorkut.com/img/pics/images/b/beyonce-4999.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Beyonce. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock that shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3595/3295306959_6ed048379e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stephanie Ann Ellis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because she's my best friend, and is the most absolutely beautiful person i've ever met! (: and i mean that in a not itakeshowerswithherandsheusesherfingersonme way. wait, what?!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:shellyxdemeglio:20216</id>
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    <title>i have a new goal.</title>
    <published>2009-02-27T02:10:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-27T02:10:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">and i will reach it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without your help.&lt;br /&gt;with their help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will become.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:shellyxdemeglio:19954</id>
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    <title>the rooms suddenly spinning</title>
    <published>2009-02-27T02:04:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-27T02:04:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the past two days have been nothing but shit. this is all for the better anyway, right? fuck. hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;i hope everybody is happy now. i can't have what makes me happy because what makes me happy doesn't want me. &lt;br /&gt;joy. whatever, this shit happens right? maybe this is just karma. i mean, i've not really been the best person the past year. i should have expected this. it just kinda sucks, you know? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i really am, just an attention loving, unfair, selfish, annoying, not worth it asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;but does that make me not a person?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:shellyxdemeglio:19641</id>
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    <title>well you know what,</title>
    <published>2009-02-25T22:18:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-25T22:18:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i haven't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're such a good fucking friend.&lt;br /&gt;pat yourself on the back if it helps you sleep at night.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:shellyxdemeglio:19118</id>
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    <title>it's what we aim to do, our name is our vitrue</title>
    <published>2008-07-18T07:26:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-27T02:07:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm yourssss.&lt;br /&gt;lately my moods have been to the extremes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why don't people just back off, and leave it alone.&lt;br /&gt;why do they have to push it, and prove me even more right, and hell i can't even do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;it upsets me, and i feel like you don't even care about me.&amp;nbsp; i hate how i just have to shut up and put it away because i feel stupid if i mention it. i hate how much of a hypocrite i am, or what even puts me in these moods, because everything is soooo good right now. i feel like i'm almost getting everything i want... and then it all just slips away. i feel repulsive, almost empty. i feel like everybody's watching, and they probably are. i feel like i never can achieve what i need to be happy. like everything is almost, and never definate. or only a little, and not alot. i should be grateful though, right? and i mean i am, but i can't stop checking over my shoulder. i want more fight in me. i don't want to have to lj every time i feel like i have nobody. i want to feel wanted, but who the hell am i too say that, everyone does.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just saying, i have no excuses. no excuses to feel how shitty i do. i'm not missing anybody, i love my life right now, this summer is amazing. &lt;br /&gt;so here it is, here i am. here. now. shitty, but with no reasons. what the hell are you going to do about it?&lt;br /&gt;love me? hate me? take me? want me? show me?&lt;br /&gt;show me, please. show me something. but stay away from me, if you're using me. &lt;br /&gt;i feel as if we're almost perfect, as if you're almost reaching where i am. where we could be. where i've been waiting. &lt;br /&gt;just prove it to me. are you for real? do you want something out of this? am i wasting my time? i feel stupid saying i want more out of this, and somehow i feel like you don't... but a lot of the time i feel like you do. but would you even be ready? i know you've been hurt, and i wish i could fix you. i feel selfish saying i know how... but hell, i could give it a shot. because i care so much about you, it's almost pathetic. i don't want anybody else to have you, i want you mine. i want you to only hug me the way she hugged you. the one you want to call when you want to break down. i can give that to you. i want you to let me give it to you. you're almost perfect... and i feel like i don't even deserve you... or if what i'm writing even matters... but i love you. i love you, as a bestfriend and as other things. honestly i just want you to be happy. really. but sometimes, i just hope it's with me. i want me to be the one who make you smile at the end of the night. me. for once. in my life. to be somebodies. who is also mine. not even a boyfriend, just a soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we're both too scared... for any of this.&lt;br /&gt;but i know we can do it.&lt;br /&gt;i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me in.</content>
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    <title>how come</title>
    <published>2008-07-06T07:52:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-06T07:52:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i only cry when everyone is sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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 want someone to cry with. and to have it not be awkward.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:shellyxdemeglio:18164</id>
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    <title>hi i literally haven't posted in foreverrrrrr.</title>
    <published>2008-06-11T14:40:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-11T14:40:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhohhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;but i know why.&lt;br /&gt;becauessseeeeeeeee i don't have any problems right now D:&lt;br /&gt;but i like it. so it's cool.&lt;br /&gt;we brought my car home last night :D&lt;br /&gt;HDGBJFHDHBHGF it's so beautifulllll seriously.&lt;br /&gt;my neck is killing me lyke omfgbfgd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRYIN TO HOLLER @ MEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mary's supposed to be picking me up this morning.&lt;br /&gt;she's a little late lol.vgfbhjf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k byeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more than one baby father?&lt;br /&gt;OH YES GIRL WE'RE TALKING TO YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU~</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:shellyxdemeglio:17734</id>
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    <title>welllllllllllll</title>
    <published>2008-05-12T14:01:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-12T14:01:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today is&amp;nbsp; extremely good. wil liked his presents. lol :]&lt;br /&gt;iiiiii am in a great mooood. i don't know why. maybe it's cause that fact that i'm finally happy with everything:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayayyaya SUMMER LYKE 18 DAIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comecomeocmeocmeocmeomcome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a car :D&lt;br /&gt;it's beautifullllllllll&lt;br /&gt;I NAMED IT GOLDIE&lt;br /&gt;yeah dats right</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:shellyxdemeglio:16599</id>
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    <title>bottoms up bottoms up botttoms upppppppp</title>
    <published>2008-04-24T13:31:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-24T13:31:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;till we see everybodys bottoms upppppppppppp&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend is going to be amazing. and you all know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#$%^&amp;amp;* having a sub in maruts class. makes every thursday a better day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today has been alright. yesterday was better, though.&amp;nbsp; I'm getting my grades up again, thank god. i was dying for a little while.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i've randomly been listening to lots of rap :| lmfao maybe because i just don't&amp;nbsp;care anymore, and i just wanna GETT DOWN YEEEEEEEEEEAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished crank. it was great. i'm getting glass next week, and i'm getting burned tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i smell pizza sticks :|&lt;br /&gt;this week i've been talking to molly alot&lt;br /&gt;and i like that because i miss talking to her everyday.&lt;br /&gt;she told me i have no idea how much she wants me to be happy, and that made me feel special&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sad because i never went to AP tour. fuck @ never having a ride ANYWHERE. i need my car so badddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well&lt;br /&gt;time for private posts&lt;br /&gt;bye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:shellyxdemeglio:16189</id>
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    <title>well today isn't bright day but it's pretty damn good</title>
    <published>2008-04-16T13:56:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-16T13:56:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;oiiii. i have so much work to do for my math course. ughhhh, lame but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;so me and jimmmothy are doing good. lol, i suppose&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to see 88 minutes on friday with alexis. i hope it's good and not gay like every other movie out there these days.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of movies, i repeatadly watched 7 of them yesterday. suprising, i know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i watched : there's something about mary, fight club, dead silence, just my luck, james and the giant peach, notting hill, and clerks 2.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;peace outttttttt&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>lollllllll</title>
    <published>2008-03-23T15:46:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-23T15:46:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm happy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;jessie is sitting next to me and were having fun on easta.&lt;br /&gt;we're listening to patdddddddddddddddd and it's great.&lt;br /&gt;so, my room is rejuvenated ! i love it :]&lt;br /&gt;new carpet, new furniture, new paint, new art, i'm fuggin down.&lt;br /&gt;hbsfuhdsbgshdfbsdzhfdjs good moods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come nobody puts passion in their text anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DDDD:))):((( D#$%^&amp;amp;*o^%e$dfghj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idkkkkkkk bye!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:shellyxdemeglio:15427</id>
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    <title>quick update.</title>
    <published>2008-03-20T13:54:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-20T13:54:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;i haven't been on here in forever dude. :o&lt;br /&gt;my grades suck.&lt;br /&gt;i ahve like one c that i'll never manage to get up&lt;br /&gt;but whateverrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;i'm taking like smart classes next year, like real smart ones, ahah&lt;br /&gt;so my birthday is coming up! yayayyayyy&lt;br /&gt;friggin i'm having a bonfire party. if i like you, you're welcome :]&lt;br /&gt;hmmm me and jimmy's seven month's is in two days.&lt;br /&gt;holy shit i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;so closeeseeee.&lt;br /&gt;aw day before easter. haha&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;i need to get my tickets for metro station and the ap tour.&lt;br /&gt;gahgaghag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI JILLIAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm outtttttt.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>hiiiiiiiii</title>
    <published>2008-02-08T15:00:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-08T15:00:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it's 8:57 am on a friday morning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i doubt i'll be seeing jimmy today.. he's with patrick. so maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;yay for days that shelly feels a little more content than usualllllllllllllllllll.&lt;br /&gt;i'll post later my typing is rreally loud and everybody in mr. maruts class can hear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;IGHT PEACE&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:shellyxdemeglio:15054</id>
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    <title>well i swear i'll let you in</title>
    <published>2008-02-05T19:19:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-05T19:20:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm unsure about how stable my family is right now. everyone is doing better than me at everything other than jimmy and i can't talk to him about it because he'll feel worse about his own life. so i don't know what to do. i just do talking to myself sometimes to keep myself together in front of of other people because i hate looking vulnerable. but i'm sick of feeling so sick of everything. i want to like that my family lives with me. i don't want it to get harder. my grades are finally up though, for like the first time in my life i have straight a's. hopefully that takes me somewhere but i doubt it. how come i'm never the productive one? why am i always the one crying when my blinds break?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you never ever, let me in.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:shellyxdemeglio:14731</id>
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    <title>like the first timeeee that i caught fireeeeeeeeeeeeee</title>
    <published>2008-02-03T21:07:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-03T21:07:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">lately things have been getting to me.&lt;br /&gt;things that shouldn't, but do. all i ever think about is how my life used to be a year ago and i miss it.&lt;br /&gt;things were more emotional and worth while feels. while now i'm just waiting for phases to end.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i want. i just want to better myself. but i can't even do that without someone saying its bad and giving me shit for it. &lt;br /&gt;i feel like everything i look at that has something to do with me is dirty, or wrong, or even out of place. i'm sick of living with my pregnant bitch sister and her kids. i'm sick of living in this house and i want change. i want to not worry if my parents can pay the bills i want to not worry my boyfriend is off getting drunk somewhere with patrick. i want to lay in my room and be satisfied like i USED to be. everything sets me off, nand i feel like a fucking bomb. theres so many people i need to tell off and punch in the face to get them to realize things. but i don't, because i don't. have. that. power. and it sucks. i'm never alone anymore, and someone else is always in my way of me doing it. i have no privacy, and nothing is ever rightfully mine. i can't even leave my room without someone giving me shit for something. my zune works but it still freezes on me and i need a new phone. i'm sick of being so fucking broke. our family has no money BECAUSE WERE ALWAYS DOING SHIT FOR OTHER PEOPLE. lending them money, GIVING them money, paying their bills, and thereb fucking well off while were here struggling. all i'm saying is we better get fucking paid off soon. i want to live on my own and have my own freaking car and my own freaking life and my own job and&amp;nbsp; not have to listen to anyone. i want to go to college and pursue my career and i want to have a good life and not have to worry about stuff that shouldn't be worried about. i know i sound selfish but i don't care. i'm always being nice for everyone else and this time i want something for myself. i want a new place to lay my head down, and everyone is still giving me shit. nobody wants to support me because theres nothing in it for them, and that's fine. i can do this. i'll be more independent than you could ever believe. yeah, i won't need you. but i'll want you.</content>
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    <title>shellyxdemeglio @ 2008-01-28T09:59:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-28T15:03:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-28T15:03:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;hahahahhahaha stephanie is getting her license and then we'll be better than you&lt;br /&gt;because we'll we'llm be brown and skilled and sasssy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;YEAH&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;okay yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:shellyxdemeglio:13908</id>
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    <title>shellyxdemeglio @ 2007-12-14T09:58:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-14T15:01:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-14T15:01:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i'm fucking tired.&lt;br /&gt;of this. i'm uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;and no matter how hard i try at school&lt;br /&gt;it's always fucking shitty.&lt;br /&gt;whatever. and then my familys all retarded about jimmy now. fuck.&lt;br /&gt;they won't even let him sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;they don't even want us to date!&lt;br /&gt;UGH.&lt;br /&gt;whatever @ you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you just make it worse.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:shellyxdemeglio:13585</id>
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    <title>i'm throwing away pictures that i never should have taken in the first place.</title>
    <published>2007-12-07T14:44:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-07T14:44:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">why do we like what we like?&lt;br /&gt;last night was.. odd.&lt;br /&gt;jimmy kept telling me there was something that he didn't wanna tell me.. but i got it out of him, and i kind of guessed it too.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks, from my point of view, i'm sure from his too. he felt horrible after he told me, and i told him everything was alright.&lt;br /&gt;and it &lt;i&gt;is.&lt;/i&gt; but when i think about it, it just like, makes me feel more shitty, and he hates it when i degrade myself, yet he does it all the time. i'm sorry i feel shitty about being shitty then feeling shitty for not doing anything about it. i should do something, right? yeah. i mean, i try, and i'm getting a little better at it, but i'm not amazing yet. this sucks. fucker.&lt;br /&gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;wow. i can't beleive i let it get this bad, i should've never. shit.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda feel worthless. :/ which i'm not, i know for sure, but i'm not what i want to be, or what i need to be. i'm getting better at school, and friends. and that makes me happy. i'm getting my laptop in three days, thank god, but i hope my mom lets me have it, since she totally like wants it for herself. i need to go shopping, and i was going to the mall today, with stephanie but now she's sick. fuck. there goes today. i hope i can still hang with alyssa.. or someone.. &lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in geometry and i have a D in here because i never took a test. fuck @ that.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmm i'm so fucking bored.&lt;br /&gt;yet horrible, yet great.&lt;br /&gt;everyone tells me i can do better than jimmy&lt;br /&gt;and i just want to say that it's not that easy&lt;br /&gt;when you care and love for someone, better or worse doesn't even matter, i'll take the insults, it doesn't matter to me.&lt;br /&gt;my back hurts, i got my period today. woooooooooooooooooot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why doesn't anyone believe me?&lt;br /&gt;am i not as convincing as i feel i am?&lt;br /&gt;nearly anybody takes me seriously, and i know why.&lt;br /&gt;from the outside, i'm a happy girl. i'm smiling, laughing and making jokes and when i try to be serious i look retarded.&lt;br /&gt;and when i'm sad i look like i don't wanna talk about it i just want to sit in silence, and maybe pout for attention.&lt;br /&gt;in my mind, things are totally different.&lt;br /&gt;i see things from a very vague point of view.&lt;br /&gt;emotions. shitty, happy, loving, sad, pissed, i don't feel it, i precieve it, and i just think of it how it is.&lt;br /&gt;emotions.&lt;br /&gt;nothing else, just a word, right?&lt;br /&gt;then whats that gut feeling like you're going to puke, or the feeling you get when&amp;nbsp; you eyes tear up, or when you smile ear to ear, what is that? chemical reactions in your body?&lt;br /&gt;can we really analyze that?&lt;br /&gt;no. no. no. no. no. no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm taking all you're memories off the shelves, i don't need you or anybody else.</content>
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    <title>shellyxdemeglio @ 2007-11-01T08:15:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-01T12:16:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-01T12:16:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">AWHHH YAYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;i loved last night, it was so fucking amazingggg *&amp;amp;^%$#@#$*&amp;amp;^%$#$(*&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;bbahahhahaha, i'm in english class,&lt;br /&gt;'and yeahhh idkk i always feel like posting in schoool so i doooo!&lt;br /&gt;:D,&lt;br /&gt;KCYA</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>LOL</title>
    <published>2007-10-16T14:13:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-16T14:13:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i&amp;nbsp;have to say&amp;nbsp;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i hope jimmy isn't dead..&amp;nbsp;AND&lt;br /&gt;ilovemyfriendswoo!&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:shellyxdemeglio:12933</id>
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    <title>so how's you're heartbreak, sweetie?</title>
    <published>2007-10-04T14:09:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-04T14:09:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;this class like sucks. wooooo.&lt;br /&gt;friday me and jimmy are going to the malll, then were going back to his house to watch movies and then to marys to have a sleepovaahh T^#$%^# :]&lt;br /&gt;satruday : howl o scream [ again, bahaha.]&lt;br /&gt;sunday : idk alyssa will rpobulay sleepover or something, as usuu.&lt;br /&gt;there's 3 minutes left of class.. then it's history.&lt;br /&gt;i totally didn't do the essay we were supposed to do. so nay @ that.&lt;br /&gt;buttttt i'm doing it in lunch. along with my science write-up, rofl.&lt;br /&gt;idk why i tell lj this shit.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda write it for myself to laugh at when i get home roflrorflroflllll.&lt;br /&gt;i have boys like girls stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;that hasn't happened in&amp;nbsp;a while. it's kind of refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;overall my day so far is pretty good. yesterday i redid my room.&lt;br /&gt;and my wall.&lt;br /&gt;and my bed&lt;br /&gt;and yeah idkkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's time to go.&lt;br /&gt;ily byeee %^8&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>sdfjhklkljjfg oohhhhh %^#^5 dan wants a zwinky.</title>
    <published>2007-10-02T13:57:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-02T13:57:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">dans gonna skeet.&lt;br /&gt;dans gonna skeeet.&lt;br /&gt;dan and kody are gonna make babies.&lt;br /&gt;GONNA MAKE BABIES 6$%^*#&lt;br /&gt;kodys the woman in the relationship, because i'm the man.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH&lt;br /&gt;AHHH&lt;br /&gt;-laugh-&lt;br /&gt;nigga please&lt;br /&gt;that's what she said&lt;br /&gt;-grabs backpack-&lt;br /&gt;UHUHUHUH OH&lt;br /&gt;UHUHUH OH&lt;br /&gt;-straddles backpack-&lt;br /&gt;-licks gameinformer mag-&lt;br /&gt;-reads above-&lt;br /&gt;OH YES &lt;br /&gt;that's heavy TIGHTHTHHT&lt;br /&gt;it make's you hot.&lt;br /&gt;wet in your sleep.&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AN EMO KID &lt;br /&gt;he's azn but nt rly.&lt;br /&gt;but he's an emo kid.&lt;br /&gt;wheres your seventeen magazine , i wanna read quotes from it&lt;br /&gt;please repeat slowly though.&lt;br /&gt;i leave my magazines on the floor. 0.o&lt;br /&gt;actions speak louder than words.&lt;br /&gt;LOOK A LOSER &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp; AN AZN, BUT IT'S ME.&lt;br /&gt;A NIGGER&lt;br /&gt;cause he's a geek. and awesome vneck. &lt;br /&gt;what the fuck&lt;br /&gt;PWNED&lt;br /&gt;look! it's a blow job!&lt;br /&gt;look at it! look!&lt;br /&gt;LOOOK AT ITTT&lt;br /&gt;PICK IT UPP&lt;br /&gt;PICK IT UP PICK IT UP PICK IT UP&lt;br /&gt;who are you texting now!? &lt;br /&gt;JACK&lt;br /&gt;captin jack sparrow&lt;br /&gt;THAT;S GAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;life sucks, go give a blowjob.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>hsdghsdhgshdgdssgfshgbhgbjsfdg</title>
    <published>2007-10-01T21:37:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-01T21:37:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i hate the world&lt;br /&gt;k bye.</content>
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    <title>LOLS</title>
    <published>2007-09-28T17:33:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-28T17:33:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">friends suck.</content>
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    <title>WE JUST GOT ROBBED</title>
    <published>2007-09-22T08:14:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-22T08:14:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">LMFAO.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;this night has been seriously priceless.&lt;br /&gt;first we wake up in a hotel, because we werebored with her house.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the florida mall.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to vinoy and hung out at the rock with zach. then we went to this bar/show shit, and it was fucking great, rofl.&lt;br /&gt;uptown bar it was called. 99 bottles was playing. there pretty goooood. &lt;br /&gt;but like there were wasted people EVERYWHEREEEE. and it fucking reeked.&lt;br /&gt;rofl&lt;br /&gt;and yeah they asked me for change annd hit on me and mary's mom LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and THENNN&lt;br /&gt;we came back to marys house.&lt;br /&gt;an hour later, 'SHELLY GET THE FUCK IN THE CAR RIGHT NOW.'&lt;br /&gt;i totally thought we were going to taco bell 0.o&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;we were chasing 4 robbers.&lt;br /&gt;rofl.&lt;br /&gt;yes. and we went down to this ghetto place, and looked for them as marys boyfriend and her neighboor did toooooo.&lt;br /&gt;lmfao.  the police came, then we went to 711 to get batteries for the secrurity cameras, and now were waiting for the creeps to xome by again on the camera.&lt;br /&gt;rofl. it's funny as hell because were taking turns dancing in the camera.&lt;br /&gt;rofl tooday is amazingggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yay &amp;lt;3 @ tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;woooo jimmmmy maybe &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;sdhfvdshvfsdgf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KILYBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'there are monsters here.'</content>
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