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  <title>Lindsay Baker</title>
  <subtitle>Lindsay Baker</subtitle>
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    <name>Lindsay Baker</name>
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  <updated>2009-07-08T04:12:02Z</updated>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2009-07-07T22:11:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-08T04:12:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-08T04:12:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I&amp;nbsp;feel pretty normal. I&amp;nbsp;love it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:riverboatsails:33609</id>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2009-05-08T10:23:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-08T16:23:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-08T16:23:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;quot;My dear dear dear Khalana&lt;br /&gt; I talk too much about you&lt;br /&gt; Their ears are getting tired of me singing all the night through&lt;br /&gt; Lets just talk together&lt;br /&gt; You and me and me and you&lt;br /&gt; And if theres nothing much to say&lt;br /&gt; Well, silence is a bore&amp;quot;</content>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2009-05-03T07:49:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-03T13:55:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-03T13:55:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">WOO.&lt;br /&gt;SO I'm super happy because it's nice out and I&amp;nbsp;like some of the people I&amp;nbsp;work with and money is cool.&lt;br /&gt;This supercute kid named Nathan and I&amp;nbsp;played pool last night. Then we biked around town and&amp;nbsp; then chilled at a playground until like, 1:15. &lt;br /&gt;He's just the best ever. We talked about work and ninja's and how he harvested Nigel Basil's dead corpse for spaghetti sauce and how Bruce Lee was totally right and you just have to be like water and how gyms are boring and an adult sized playground would just be like, perrrrfect. Oh, and awkward boners. &lt;br /&gt;We've planned on more bike rides and late night trips to Busters Pizza and a random drunken night and going to Beaverlodge to see the big-ass beaver and jump on his trampoline. ALSO, he likes amaretto and orange juice. I might make him an amaretto cheesecake. He's going to make me spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, he's super talkative and I barely say anything anyhow, so it works out!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and&amp;nbsp; then there's Jesse and she has dreads and is a super craftster and her boyfriend plays awesome loopy electronic music. I'm going to her house sometime to get her to make me a dress because I am a user! Of heroin!</content>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2009-03-26T09:59:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-26T16:01:17Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-26T16:01:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I had a dream that we all went to this big overnight festival at the Comp and that there was a self-tattoo session and we were all really excited for it until we got in and realized how stupid it would be to tattoo ourselves. And Aaron was all &amp;quot;I'M&amp;nbsp;GOING&amp;nbsp;TO&amp;nbsp;TATTOO&amp;nbsp;BRUCE&amp;nbsp;LEE&amp;nbsp;JU&amp;nbsp;JITSU-ING&amp;nbsp;A&amp;nbsp;DRAGON&amp;nbsp;ON&amp;nbsp;MY&amp;nbsp;CHESSSST&amp;quot; and Jesse drew pierced nipples under his set of pierced nipples.</content>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2009-03-24T22:57:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-25T04:58:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-25T04:58:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can't think of one thing I&amp;nbsp;know for sure about life.</content>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2009-03-23T12:07:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-23T18:07:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-23T18:07:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I kind of just cut to the chase and asked Stu if he would ever come back. He said he didn't know. Indecisive bitch.</content>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2009-03-18T17:56:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-18T23:58:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-19T01:12:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img alt="" style="width: 311px; height: 233px;" src="http://14.media.tumblr.com/SAnfi4FVal892k22ViUm6AFco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all coffee and cigarettes and stupid faces lately. Never together, though.&lt;br /&gt;I dropped math. I can graduate if I&amp;nbsp;just pass Social, but why not have Band in the mix?&lt;br /&gt;I met a girl named Jessica who's aquainted with Parker, Mac, Dylan and Craig through curling.&lt;br /&gt;The person who's not in my family that I've talked to most is a fat girl with a unibrow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting what might be the beginning of a body piercing apprenticeship on Friday. I get to clean clamps and needles.&lt;br /&gt;I'm eating better. I like myself. Everything is good. &lt;br /&gt;Update more often, girls, for my sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2009-03-16T22:43:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-17T04:45:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-17T04:45:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">pulling yourself out of a rut by constant praise of yourself is tiring. do you know how hard it is to kick nasty thoughts about yourself out of your own head? very, very, very tiring. but well worth it in the end. go me.</content>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2009-03-12T23:44:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-13T05:49:05Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-13T05:49:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm awesome.&lt;br /&gt;i am just wondrous.&lt;br /&gt;i am great.&lt;br /&gt;i am funny and kind of clever and preeetty cute.&lt;br /&gt;i have okay values.&lt;br /&gt;i have neat interests and ambitions.&lt;br /&gt;i can play sweet music, and i like to dance around solo in my underpants.&lt;br /&gt;i am awesome.&lt;br /&gt;i smell good.&lt;br /&gt;i am MYSTERRRRIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;i am just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am pumping myself up so i don't drive to the school, get scared and drive away. haha.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;AM&amp;nbsp;CUTE, HEAR&amp;nbsp;ME&amp;nbsp;MEWWWW.</content>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2009-03-11T00:45:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-11T06:50:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-12T02:01:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lindsay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, just because youuu don't love me anymore doesn't mean i've become unlovable. i've still got good qualities. people will like me, i'll find someone else who likes me. why didn't you just say that? jerk. making me fix myself through deep thought and whatnot. you do deserve a sturgeon slap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stuart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did tell you that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lindsay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stuart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i most definitely did!&lt;br /&gt;i told you just last night that i hope you find someone who loves you and appreciates who you are because you're a great person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lindsay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah but that's more like &amp;quot;ick, you're stuck on me. go away and good luck.&amp;quot; because it's coming from you.&lt;br /&gt;it's aaaall in the phrasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stuart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no it isn't!&lt;br /&gt;i don't think you're a bad person or anything, you have tons of good qualities and you're very pretty and you smell nice and have good hygiene and everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lindsay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;showering is great, take note&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lindsay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, you should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stuart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't wash my hair very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lindsay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah me neither :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck. Fuck. Fuck! I hate myself. It's hard to make friends when you are a pile of shit.&lt;br /&gt;FML&amp;nbsp;FML&amp;nbsp;FML&amp;nbsp;FML&amp;nbsp;FML&amp;nbsp;FML&amp;nbsp;FML&amp;nbsp;FML&amp;nbsp;FML&amp;nbsp;FML.&lt;br /&gt;I'd go for a walk and have a smoke but I'm really tired and feel like crying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2009-03-04T00:56:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-04T07:57:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-04T07:57:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just looked at the date. I thought it was still February. Holy tits. I laughed forever. I keep laughing at everything.</content>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2009-03-03T13:22:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-03T20:22:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-03T20:22:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">New vices: Cigarettes and root beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is greasy. I look like s skiddy child.</content>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2009-02-27T01:48:00</title>
    <published>2009-02-27T08:49:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-27T08:49:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ohhh my gosh my mom took my phone away because that is the plan at night now and i am not digging how isolated i feel. it's weird and safe and nesty.</content>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2009-02-11T15:06:00</title>
    <published>2009-02-11T22:06:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-11T22:06:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Date me if you like everything with a side of holy shit."</content>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2009-01-28T15:37:00</title>
    <published>2009-01-28T22:38:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-28T22:38:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">picking your body apart sucks. &lt;br /&gt;srsly. i wish i could just be happy with myself all of the time. BUT I CAN'T. boohoo. &lt;br /&gt;whatever.</content>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2009-01-10T20:11:00</title>
    <published>2009-01-11T03:12:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-11T03:12:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">anonymous says:&lt;br /&gt;"i think it's so fucking stupid that she is losing everything she's had for her entire life for him, for friends that will not be there when she needs them, and for a boy that will break her heart and care less about it."</content>
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    <title>more wishlist</title>
    <published>2009-01-06T01:24:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-06T01:24:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=rnt30_Grape.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=rsa0301w_Black_White.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=rsacs400w_CharcoalBrown.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These would be neat if I lost some tum chub, with the rise and whatnot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=rsa7302_Navy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=tr456w_AthleticGrey.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=rsacp400w_OxfordCoral.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2009-01-04T01:43:00</title>
    <published>2009-01-04T08:44:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-04T08:44:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dear Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new boyfriend is the cutest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lindsay Baker</content>
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    <title>planning purchases</title>
    <published>2008-12-30T22:41:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-30T23:17:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://store.americanapparel.ca/rsam301.html?cid=29#i"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="3" alt="" style="width: 250px; height: 298px;" src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=8315_Fuchsia_Pink.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="3" alt="" src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=rsac300_MauveDots_Black.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="3" alt="" src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=rsaskth_BabyBlue_White.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="3" alt="" src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=rsalwl_Purple_Black.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="3" alt="" src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=rsaq300_SeaFoam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="3" alt="" src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=5398_Evergreen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="3" alt="" src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=rsa8342_Coral.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="3" alt="" src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=rsa8358_Black.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="3" alt="" src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=rsam301_MelangeMidnight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="3" alt="" src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=rsaf401w_Sunshine.jpg" /&gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://store.americanapparel.ca/f497w.html?cid=152#i"&gt;&lt;img border="3" alt="" src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=f497w_MermaidGreen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://store.americanapparel.ca/6456w.html?cid=6#i"&gt;&lt;img border="3" alt="" src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=6456w_Lapis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://store.americanapparel.ca/zoeeg.html?cid=141#i"&gt;&lt;img border="3" alt="" src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=zoeeg_BabyBlue.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://store.americanapparel.ca/woodstock.html?cid=141"&gt;&lt;img border="3" alt="" src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=woodstock_Black.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=rsasd301g_White.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="3" alt="" src="http://i.americanapparel.net/storefront/images/detail/serve.asp?media=rsasd301g_White.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>THINK ABOUT IT. No, don't.</title>
    <published>2008-12-28T05:41:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-28T05:41:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Animal Farm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Domestic Wilt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Something like visual Sigur Ros.... SOFT, YOU&amp;nbsp;KNOWW? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exploration! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Upwards&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Happy explosion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bedridden&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ghosts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Of course, any one of these would need an appropriate playlist to set the mood.&lt;br /&gt;So Kat/anyone should read and cast a vote. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, long-term projects:&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Faces&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hands&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Urban/rural decay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People in the snowwww. Or just the snow. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Night. Night night night. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Also, I've gained some weight. More weight. It's weird, but probably for the best. &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2008-12-12T23:43:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-13T06:43:50Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Fuuuck my life/tits.&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything worthwhile after this?</content>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2008-12-11T17:22:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-12T00:23:04Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;img border="3" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/katarinav/pirate.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2008-12-09T23:23:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-10T06:25:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-10T06:25:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img height="300" border="3" width="300" src="http://media.tumblr.com/zfiJaNoBWh81v0zimcDtDKdFo1_400.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;Ow my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a related note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="225" border="3" width="300" src="http://media.tumblr.com/zfiJaNoBWh7x6le4908TRrBbo1_400.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;communicate in images now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2008-12-06T21:58:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-07T05:04:29Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Silliness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="3" src="http://media.tumblr.com/YMq5Yf4Nrh6nthz3gcTXRXNco1_400.jpg" style="width: 257px; height: 178px;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="3" src="http://media.tumblr.com/wfdvJq2gXg470kbyi2xBQbVao1_400.jpg" style="width: 256px; height: 158px;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>riverboatsails @ 2008-12-02T16:39:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-02T23:47:42Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;every night when my husband comes home from work my emotions are overwhelmed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cannot explain it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;my heart fills up with joy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;its a moment where i feel so lucky that he his safe, and we&amp;rsquo;ll get to spend one more night together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have a crush on my husband.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;a disgusting, sickening, little girl crush.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;a crush that makes me follow him around the house the instant he gets home demanding both hugs and attention.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i adore this man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; See, I&amp;nbsp;used to have this. And it was pretty okay. And I&amp;nbsp;as disappointed when it left, but now I&amp;nbsp;know I am going to eventually have these feelings for someone else, and I imagine that at some point, it will be worthwhile and my feelings will be returned. There's going to be someone who will still like me when I&amp;nbsp;change. I won't just be thrown aside when I&amp;nbsp;grow up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;like who I&amp;nbsp;am now. I like myself now more than I&amp;nbsp;like the person I was two years ago. If I was the person I&amp;nbsp;was two years ago at this age, or at age 21 let's say, I would probably be very disappointed in myself.&lt;br /&gt;The point is that my life is not over. It's far from over. It's actually about to take off and explode into something wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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