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	<title>obliviously obvious &#187; misery</title>
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		<title>well done</title>
		<link>http://www.whitneyreyes.com/2007/08/20/well-done/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 20 Aug 2007 04:47:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[i messed things up again. i hate this feeling. and i hate that he goes to her. she&#8217;s not a good friend. a good friend wouldn&#8217;t have done what she did. i&#8217;m probably just jealous. i just want to move far away and start fresh with a clean slate. go somewhere and start something where [...]]]></description>
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		<title>i know! i&#8217;ll post pictures</title>
		<link>http://www.whitneyreyes.com/2007/07/26/i-know-ill-post-pictures/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jul 2007 07:38:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[as you may or may not know from my msn name, i&#8217;ve been feeling rather apathetic lately about, oh well, let&#8217;s say everything. because of this wonderful bout of laziness and all around lack of caring for anything, i&#8217;ve been led into a rather steep spiral of screwing myself academically. &#8216;will i ever learn?&#8217; the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>buh</title>
		<link>http://www.whitneyreyes.com/2007/07/19/buh/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Jul 2007 10:33:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[it is now 6:30am and i&#8217;m still awake. i&#8217;m really tired, but i&#8217;ve been keeping myself awake for some unknown reason. it probably has to do with sadness and missing people. ew. i don&#8217;t want to, i just can&#8217;t help it. i almost feel like i&#8217;ve come full circle and i&#8217;m right back where i [...]]]></description>
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		<title>*le sigh*</title>
		<link>http://www.whitneyreyes.com/2007/07/16/le-sigh/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Jul 2007 07:13:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>whit</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[everything&#8217;s starting to go my way (sort of) but i&#8217;m not even close to being happy. i think i keep buying things on ebay as a way to fill an emotional hole. it&#8217;s cliche, i know, but that&#8217;s what i&#8217;m doing. i&#8217;m trying to buy my happiness.
lately, the only thing i&#8217;ve been doing that&#8217;s made [...]]]></description>
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		<title>why now?</title>
		<link>http://www.whitneyreyes.com/2007/04/18/why-now/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Apr 2007 06:31:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[why do i always get the courage, or enough craziness/stupidity to say things when i can&#8217;t? not that saying anything changes things. when will this stop being such a tormenting force in my life? my heart keeps breaking over and over. i can&#8217;t move on. it&#8217;s too far from the familiar.
i&#8217;m not a &#8217;single&#8217; person. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>depression</title>
		<link>http://www.whitneyreyes.com/2007/03/11/depression/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 06:35:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[i finally got a chance to run it into the ground. i&#8217;m fairly certain i&#8217;m in the depression stage now. it&#8217;s hard to care so much about a person and not be able to love them. it is the best thing right now, but it still hurts. everything hurts. i also have the shakes and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>think of the good times</title>
		<link>http://www.whitneyreyes.com/2007/02/28/think-of-the-good-times/</link>
		<comments>http://www.whitneyreyes.com/2007/02/28/think-of-the-good-times/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Feb 2007 04:40:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>whit</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[everyone always says remember the happy moments. be glad that you experienced love and happiness with the person. blah blah blah. well, whenever i do it hurts even more because i remember what i gave up. every wonderful, sweet memory stings like a slap in the face. maybe even more so because i&#8217;d convinced myself [...]]]></description>
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		<title>the end</title>
		<link>http://www.whitneyreyes.com/2007/02/27/the-end/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Feb 2007 07:24:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>whit</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[i&#8217;ve reached over 500 posts.  . . . yay.
things will never be the same. how do i stop caring after three and a half years? this is too hard. it&#8217;s like losing my other fucking half. it wasn&#8217;t supposed to happen this way. it wasn&#8217;t supposed to happen this way at all. after all [...]]]></description>
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		<title>tear</title>
		<link>http://www.whitneyreyes.com/2007/02/25/tear/</link>
		<comments>http://www.whitneyreyes.com/2007/02/25/tear/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Feb 2007 20:53:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>whit</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[why is it hurting so much right now? i want to beg, cry and plead to go back to what it was. it won&#8217;t change a thing. it won&#8217;t stop.
p.s. crying with waterproof mascara on hurts much more than with regular mascara.
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		<title>just to be near you</title>
		<link>http://www.whitneyreyes.com/2007/02/25/just-to-be-near-you/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Feb 2007 05:55:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>whit</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[this is the point where i&#8217;d see someone and i&#8217;d balance out. i no longer have that luxury, so i&#8217;m much more insane than usual. i&#8217;m also bitchy, irritable, short-tempered and miserable. it is not a good time for me. i can&#8217;t stop caring, but i&#8217;m scared that it&#8217;s more in the possessive sense than [...]]]></description>
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