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<title>Harlot Meretrix&#039;s Online Journal</title>
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<description>Read the online Journal of Harlot Meretrix. Learn more about the life of this young writer from New Hampshire, through her personal entries. For more information on Harlot Meretrix, visit the following sites:

http://harlotmeretrix.blogspot.com/, http://harlotmeretrixinc.blogspot.com/, http://harlotmeretrixfanclub.blogspot.com/, http://vampirefreaks.com/profile.php?user=HarlotMeretrix

-Thank You!
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<pubDate>Fri, 04 Mar 2005 15:15:46 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>I just want to be happy again....</title>
<description>  I miss being a kid. I really miss the natural happiness children have. I want that back. Being around children and working with them really seemed to help me gain back some happiness. I received a lot of “in the moment” relief from my sickness, through the preschool. But it no longer continues to give me as much pleasure as it used to. It hurts to know that I am living with something that I will have for the rest of my life. It hurts to know that everyday I wakeup I have to fight a constant battle against myself. And that there’s really no way of winning that battle, because up until the moment I die I’ll still be fighting it. I that I live to have kids, but surviving one day at a time is a miracle for me. I feel like my bipolar and everything else that is wrong with me is eating me alive. It feels as if it’s slowly killing me, making me suffer. I am tired of suffering. Please just make it stop. When I wake up every morning I feel like “Oh my god, am I going to die today?” I ask myself that...</description>
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<title>Monnday Feb. 14th, 2005 (9:58pm)</title>
<description>  Now that I really think about it I guess sleep can sometimes be an&amp;nbsp;    escape  . If I don&#039;t want to face&amp;nbsp; something  ,    I can always sleep to&amp;nbsp; avoid    it. But then I sometimes  end up     disappointing   myself, because I missed a whole day. I could have been doing something instead of wasting time sleeping forever. I&amp;nbsp; often    decide to sleep in for the&amp;nbsp; stupidest    reasons. Like skipping school. I &#039;m just causing myself to get even further behind in all my classes. I&#039;m just giving myself more *crap to deal with. Or that&amp;nbsp; I’ll have    to deal with, eventually. I just have so much crap to take care of, and work to make up that I&#039;m so over&amp;nbsp; whelmed    and don&#039;t know what to do with myself....  </description>
<pubDate>Fri, 04 Mar 2005 01:58:08 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>Monday Feb. 14th, 2005 (9:55pm)</title>
<description>      I feel that people see you for who you&#039;ve always been, not for who you are. -Talking about people at school and hat live in the area, also family.       </description>
<pubDate>Fri, 04 Mar 2005 01:50:57 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>Just Friends</title>
<description>   &amp;nbsp;   I went a long time without talking to Tommy and then I saw him at school. He didn’t see me, but it was enough to make me want to call him. So, I did.... We made plans to go ice fishing that weekend, but the conditions weren’t safe enough, so we watched movies at his house. Now things are so different being just friends.     </description>
<pubDate>Fri, 04 Mar 2005 01:46:14 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>Finally Single!!!!</title>
<description> I am finally single! I dumped my boyfriend of almost
two years on January second. (It would have been two years on May 5 th .)
I feel so free! I never thought that I could do it. But I&#039;m so glad that I did.
He is such *jerk.... Thank god he is no longer a part of my life. He ruined my
life and treated me like *crap. And for the longest time everyone was always
trying to tell me to get rid of him, but I never listened. I just laughed it
off. He is a scumbag. He&#039;s the raunchiest piece of *crap that I&#039;ve ever come
across. And I&#039;m glad that we are through. I just can&#039;t waite till he gets it
through his *thick head and stops calling me at home and leaving me *weird text
messages and voice mails on my cell phone. He needs to realize that I am no
longer his *booty, to force apon acts in which I do not want to participate in.
He used to try and take pictures of me when I&#039;m naked and save them on his
computer and go online and pretend he&#039;s a girl and send people the pics of me
so he can pic up chicks...</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 22 Jan 2005 01:43:01 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>Read!!!!</title>
<description>

  I
read all the time, whether it&#039;s magazine&#039;s, books, whatever.... I love
to read! I can&#039;t waite until I&#039;m done with my current project (my
autobiography). God only knows when that will be finished,,,, It so
hard to have it finished too, how do I end it???? It&#039;s my
autobiography.... I don&#039;t know. But keep up with my posts. And I hope
that you are keeping your little minds busy and growing by reading all
you can get your greedy little hands on. Reading is the best way to
self educate yourself. (Or you can read to others and educate them.)
Aaaaa.... The power of reading.–Harlot  

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<pubDate>Sat, 22 Jan 2005 00:20:06 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>Thank You!</title>
<description> To everyone who is reading this, I give many thanks. I
am very grateful to you. Thank you so much for always being such faithful fans.
I appreciate everything you do. You are so important to me. Thank you for your
support.&amp;nbsp; Love Always, Harlot  </description>
<pubDate>Sat, 22 Jan 2005 00:15:23 +0100</pubDate>
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