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  <title>It&apos;s only after you&apos;ve lost everything that you&apos;re free to do anything.</title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Jan 2006 08:07:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>where have i been</title>
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  <description>whats up everyone. hows everyone doin. i figure since I never really talk to anyone anymore I&apos;ll just post on here and hope you guys see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love all you guys. but its so hard to see everyone like i did. my senior year is crazy. im always busy and always out doing something. but yeah. i still think about all my friends. all you guys wiether we talk anymore or not. you guys rock. hit me up on here and leave something if you want. or gimme a call sometime just to say whats up. i miss you guys and your not forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love. 464-7290</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Jun 2005 08:26:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>yeah...</title>
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  <description>so basically... you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iight peace</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 May 2005 01:39:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ian is a fuck</title>
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  <description>pubh3ro:	yo dude, u there&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	yeah whats up&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	nuthin man&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	hanging out&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	thinking about how to kill my parents&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	werd&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	ghey&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	ya?&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	whY?&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	cause&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	they REFUSE to let me take the driving class online&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	they are making me go to this 8 hour thin&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	and if i dont show up they take my liscense&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	so you want to kill them because of that?&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	oh no&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	not just that&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	hrmmm&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	wanna see my proof that cs: s s gay?&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	im not allowed to see any of my computer friends&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	i have to get a job&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	thats life&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	and work 9 horus a day picking up trash for my dad&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	2 jobs man&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	bullshit&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	hes going to take my computer&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	no hes not&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	hes not going to help me with a car now&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	if i dont get a job&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	and work for him&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	hes taking my compuer, liscense, wont buy me a car&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	hes taking MY money out of the bank and my savings bonds and hes gonna pay bills with it&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	so i wont have any money&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	bullshit&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	that iuve been saving for 16 years&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	i dont believe that for a second&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	thanks stan&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	Ian... that is bullshit&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	your parents wouldnt do that&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	they arent scum&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	your parents are actually nice&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	unlike my mom&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	yeah, you think that fromt he times your here&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	no ive seen them upset&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	my parents are downright cruel to me&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	and my dads serious&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	no dude&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	u dont know&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	when we came home that day and your parents found out about us sneakin out&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	my dad has never lost his temper around you&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	they were so good about it&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	oh that was nothing&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	and you were being an ass&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	you were laughing and acting like it was funny&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	u should have seen it when you left&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	dude u act like an ass to ur mom&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	was there blood and guts and guns sliinging?&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	even when shes not being so bad&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	no&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	roffle&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	he punched me&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	over&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	and over&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	bullshit&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	how would you know&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	youve never seen my dad loose it&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	my mom&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	because i know&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	is nothing compared to him&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	i cant tell when people are lying&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	i am chasmatic&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	i can read people&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	your dad wouldnt beat you&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	CobainForSon: i cant &lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	and if he did i would know it&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	man your so full of yourself&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	and i really dont appreciate ou saying shit like that cause you actually have no idea what its like to be scared of your life from yoru father&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	and i do&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	you act like your around him all the time&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	my dad wonthit me in the face&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	you dont know what its like being punched in the face&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	ive been punched in the face before man&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	by your father especially&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	shutup&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	yours skipping 7th period everyday because your scared of some black kid&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	believe i know&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	i hear shit ian&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	im not a moron&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	he threated me with a gun you fuck&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	im not scared of anyone&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	HAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	but guns are a different story&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	man&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	of all the people in the world&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	i thought my best friend would offer understanding&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	instead&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	you call me a liar&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	and turn this into shit youve experienced&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	thanks&lt;br /&gt;CobainForSon:	im not gonna accept dishonesty&lt;br /&gt;pubh3ro:	i would appreciate it if you go fuck yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;you might want to stay the fuck away from me&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Apr 2005 04:50:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>right so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fe and i are going out.&lt;br /&gt;i may never be able to hang with her again. im dumb&lt;br /&gt;daytona wasnt that bad. &lt;br /&gt;college life seems cool.&lt;br /&gt;school on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im kinda grounded. but who knows the difference anyways.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Mar 2005 02:12:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Take Advantage of This...</title>
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  <description>You can ask me 3 questions, anything. No matter how personal, dirty, private or random&lt;br /&gt;- I have to answer them honestly.&lt;br /&gt;In return, you have to post this message in your own LJ and you have to answer the questions that are asked to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone should start wrestling if your interested at all. If you are, im me and i&apos;ll hook you up with the details.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Mar 2005 06:40:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>long time no update</title>
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  <description>dear whom ever this may concern,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  sometimes life just feels like too much. and i needed this weekend. it was one of the best ive had in a long time. im so happy that Fe and I are talking again. i was going crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  i dont even know what to put in here anymore. i use to just sit and bitch, but if you sit on here and bitch it is only for attention. or you would do it in something noone else could read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  i love Toni and Fe so eff&apos;ing much. this night ended really hard for me, got some really bad news. but its good to know people care. thanks, without you two id be lost. much love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-stan</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Feb 2005 03:22:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Valentines day!</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m so eff&apos;ing sick its not even funny. 103 Temp, it hurts to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Kelly, cause she called me today to wish me a happy v-day. She rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways homies. Can&apos;t wait for the weekend. Date w/ Toni and Teal. Then PARTY!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Feb 2005 20:20:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>... fich dich</title>
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  <description>its so wierd. like you wish you could care. but you care less. the resolve is simple yet you don&apos;t see it. take time to see and understand and maybe things will all be well. i can only hope, but then again. why should i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;im not gonna fix what i didnt break. but im open to closure&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2005 04:26:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You have something I will never.</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m loosing everything I care for. I don&apos;t know why. Not all of a sudden. I just feel so empty again. Like I&apos;m not here for a purpose. I&apos;m not trying to get attention. I just wish people realized how lucky they are. I mean someone basically gives themself entirely to you, and you take it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so alone. Without friends, without love, without god. What must I do? How much more must I sacrifice? I wish I had back what once I called mine. But I understand life works against that dream.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 11 Jan 2005 20:01:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Morose.. thats it</title>
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  <description>I great man gone. A good fight lost.&lt;br /&gt;If only the one they call so high was there.&lt;br /&gt;But there was nothing. Just hope failed.&lt;br /&gt;A love that will never be replaced.&lt;br /&gt;But the memory I have is forever. Always, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P. - &lt;b&gt;David Summe&lt;/b&gt; - 1.11.05</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Jan 2005 04:20:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>..what are friends</title>
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  <description>what are friends. something i dont have it seems. seems like im only a friend when something is wrong. or someone needs something. im not a fuckin accessory. you make me feel so alone. not anyone specifically. just everyone who i mean nothing to. being depressed is like a routine now. i have nothing anymore.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Jan 2005 04:23:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>lie</title>
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  <description>you know what is stupid. liars. i hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think people get it. when i say if you lie to me your dead to me. im not joking. it isnt funny. im being serious. Lying will fuck you up. And it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were best friends. You had trust.&lt;br /&gt;You lie like nothing. And thats what you get.. nothing.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Jan 2005 05:48:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Info</title>
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  <description>Yeah so I just got home. Werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats pretty tiight. But me and Felix arent going out anymore. We are gonna remain best friends :). Which totally rocks. No drama, no nothing. We are cool. Straight up. I&apos;m not upset. I guess it just wasn&apos;t meant to be. :) Take it easy guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont feel bad for me. Trust me. I&apos;m OKAY! :D &amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Dec 2004 17:01:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Coming Home</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m finally coming home. I know you all miss me. :P syke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m gonna be home LATE tommorow night. Prolly go to the beach. I dunno depends on how everyone feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it always seem like I did something wrong? I hate this feeling. But there is always something new. I just wish that I knew. But I prolly never will... Fuck it</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Dec 2004 19:22:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hey Nuccas</title>
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  <description>Whats going on kids. Indiana is eff&apos;in lame but at least i can get online whenever i want now. Dude people are flaming assholes. I guess promises mean nothing anymore? w.e its cool. I&apos;m starting to like not even care anymore. Ian your the best bro. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I wrote a song. It is the bomb diggity. I played it for my grandfather... yeah. This is kinda hard time and I appreciate all you that care. I&apos;ll be home in 3 days. Can&apos;t wait to drive my car again. Gimme a call...</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Dec 2004 18:56:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im here in Indiana in this hospital. Kinda sucks here. Being bored. Lots of walking. Lots of snow. I miss everyone, especially &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;. Coming home in 4 days. Counting Down! Everyone should give me lots of calls cause im never doing anything serious. 464-7290.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &amp;lt;3 you</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 25 Dec 2004 15:08:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I got a bunch of new stuff :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly i got a new cell. Call me and I&apos;ll add your number on here. 464-7290&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sucks that I&apos;m leaving tommorow... ohh well ill get over it</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Dec 2004 04:42:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Eventful Day</title>
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  <description>Today I was suppose to be going to Indiana. Got about half way into Alabama and found out that the roads were to icy to drive on. So we are in a Holiday Inn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m really happy. Fe and I are together. She is amazing. I hope everyone is okay. But there is nothing that will change my mind about this... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Christmas may suck but I think I have the one thing I wanted.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 22 Dec 2004 16:13:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Indiana</title>
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  <description>Yeah, so today I begin my voyage by car to Indiana. A state where corn and bean fields rule the land. Where a farmer&apos;s pitchfork is the most valuebale possession all around. Where it is 15 below on a normal day. Indiana is the devil&apos;s land! Its EVIL I tell you. RawR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m gonna miss you guys for 6 whole days. So leave me comments every now and then updating me on whats going on. Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anata o suki desu.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: We were SUPPOSE to leave today. Change of plans. We don&apos;t know if we are going at all now :D. Which is so rad. I love snow storms that let out a foot of snow! WooHoo!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 22 Dec 2004 04:18:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>best day ever</title>
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  <description>Today like rocked socks harder than socks could be rocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my license.. FINALLY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was being mad cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I hung out with Uma.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall today ROCK&apos;d!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Dec 2004 23:27:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Upside Down</title>
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  <description>I try to breathe...&lt;br /&gt;Memories overtaking me...&lt;br /&gt;I try to face them but&lt;br /&gt;The thought is too much to conceive&lt;br /&gt;I only know that I can change&lt;br /&gt;Everything else just stays the same&lt;br /&gt;So now I step out of the darkness &lt;br /&gt;that my life became cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow... Staind is one amazing band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is great. If I&apos;m lonely, sad, mad, happy, calm, any emotion anytime. Music is there and it always makes things better. Unless the music sucks. In which case you have a very unhappy Stan. RawR...</description>
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  <lj:music>Staind - Fade</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>out of it ; o.o</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 18 Dec 2004 16:27:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>another lan</title>
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  <description>Yea, I know I know. I&apos;m a nerd&lt;br /&gt;But LAN&apos;s are so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leavin for Indy in 4 days. :(&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t wanna go. Anyone wanna come with? :P&lt;br /&gt;I have some room in my duffle bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anata o suki desu ;) (inside thing)</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Dec 2004 03:59:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>if you thought you knew me</title>
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  <description>www.poetry.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search: Summe, Justin&lt;br /&gt;Find: 3 poems in a row&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comments?</description>
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  <lj:music>methaphoric agony</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2004 21:08:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hey there</title>
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  <description>Felix is my best friend... there is nothing that is gonna change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think what you want but don&apos;t let it get to me. I&apos;m sick of people&apos;s b.s. Besides that im pretty much... okay? i guess. poetry is my release.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Dec 2004 05:59:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>cant sleep</title>
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  <description>i stare at the nothingness imbedded on the walls.&lt;br /&gt;the blank stare rewinds the pain, the anguish.&lt;br /&gt;i feel as i have felt so many times before.&lt;br /&gt;what is different this time. am i closer to closure?&lt;br /&gt;or am i drowning in my own merciless sorrow?&lt;br /&gt;now defined as my own self-loathing entity.&lt;br /&gt;not unfit in description, but awry in desire.&lt;br /&gt;nothing settles, leaving torment to recipricate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-justin summe</description>
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