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<title>stockholmsyndrome</title>
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<dc:creator>Fuckyoujesus</dc:creator>
<dc:publisher>Fuckyoujesus</dc:publisher>
<pubDate>Sun, 06 Nov 2005 18:11:07 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>Grr.</title>
<description>  Grr... My dad keeps moaning at me to do stupid stuff that I don&#039;t wanna do today.. and I say no but he still bugs me until I have to go upstairs to rid of him.. its fucking stressing me out.. I miss sophie.. shes online but I don&#039;t know what to say to her.. I feel nervous.  I have nothing to do but skate all day and I can&#039;t land anything cos im thinking too hard =[  </description>
<pubDate>Sun, 06 Nov 2005 18:11:07 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>Im the son of rage and love.</title>
<description>  Rawr  I love my saturdays.. but this saturday sucked I hung out with Chris as useual.. waiting to get drunk and we finally got the booze and got threatened to&amp;nbsp;move from our drinkin spot by the po-po so we had to move of course  and then we moved to st.nicks and met a few other friends I got a ciggie off joel :D and drank our fosters as usueal well around thsi time I started getting drunk.. so I Gave 2 cans to squiggles and me chris and josh found a new drinkin place.. and fucking kendal found us and started having a go at me for not talking to her when I have a girlfriend but only talking to her when Im single.. but tbh I don&#039;t speak to her when I have either cos she always crys like a tit and is always drunk.. well im always drunk but.. thats me im allowed and I don&#039;t cry  so I ran away from my troubles as useuall had a panic attack and then stumbled back to drinkin spot.. I must of blanked out or something cos half an hour had past.. and josh and chris had gone missing so I stumbled and looked...</description>
<pubDate>Sun, 06 Nov 2005 16:17:33 +0100</pubDate>
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