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  <title>Petey and Friends</title>
  <subtitle>Hooray for Petey!</subtitle>
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  <updated>2007-04-14T02:32:57Z</updated>
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    <title>i long for...</title>
    <published>2007-04-14T02:32:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-14T02:32:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the days when everyone didnt think so negatively about me. including myself. i feel like a huge dissapointment. i dont know why im writing this shit. its stupid, im sure everyone will tell me that, but i feel like all i ever do is make the people around me lives more difficult. i'm sorry to everyone ive let down, everyone ive hurt, continue to hurt, im sorry that i dont do the right things. im sorry for everything.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pf_flyer:43484</id>
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    <title>pf_flyer @ 2006-11-14T02:37:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-14T09:37:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-14T09:37:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">FUCK THE BULLSHIT.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pf_flyer:43179</id>
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    <title>what do i want?</title>
    <published>2006-08-16T01:44:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-16T01:44:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i dont really know what i want to do. these are just random thoughts of a stoned man. haha, but hopefully i can gain something useful from them..i need to do something. i have been in a rut since school is out, not that this is an entirely bad thing, i am not completely upset i wont be going to school this semester, but thats alright, i can use a semester off, hopefully get my broke ass act together. i want a hob at infonxx, infact i am going to apply for that right after this...see the fruits of my labor pay off already. haha. i need to slow down on the weed buying hah, so i might be getting into the world of smoking merch more instead of the delicious kind buds. haha maybe i could learn some self control and just buy kind when ive saved up like 500 bucks or something. good idea. well i think im done with this for now. so px niggers.</content>
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    <title>pf_flyer @ 2006-07-17T11:22:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-17T18:28:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-17T18:28:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">blah blah blahblah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blahblah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blahblah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah is the most interesting thing i have to say.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pf_flyer:42708</id>
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    <title>pf_flyer @ 2006-07-14T20:25:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-15T03:31:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-15T03:31:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im scared. i wish that i could just get over this stuff thats bothering me and not be sad anymore, but im losing someone who means a lot to me, i know she says ill be alright, but i dont see me being nearly as happy as i was with her. ive never felt the way that she makes me feel before, everytime she touches me i feel better, no matter whats wrong, just having her around makes everything seem like its going to be alright, and i dont know what im going to do wihtout that. i dont know what to do, i cant stop being sad.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pf_flyer:42482</id>
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    <title>pf_flyer @ 2006-07-09T00:58:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-09T08:03:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-09T08:03:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i dont know how much longer i can do this.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pf_flyer:41917</id>
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    <title>pf_flyer @ 2006-06-28T04:35:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-28T11:40:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-28T11:40:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it might be the booze talkin, but i feel good.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pf_flyer:40653</id>
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    <title>so...</title>
    <published>2006-05-25T11:18:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-25T11:19:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i graduated high school. its a big moment in my life, even if im reluctant to admit it. for the first time in the last few weeks i feel like im going to be alright. i know what im going to do, and i seriously have a chance at achieving that. im going to graduate college, though i doubt my major will be psychology. I want less school, i'm not sure i could handle another 8 years. 4 sounds good to me. the last four were great, im hoping that the next four will just be leading to even better things, i am positive that i'm going to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brittany and i are great. shes my favorite person ever, shes the person who makes me smile just by being near me. every time she touches me i feel amazing. call me whipped if you will, but i couldnt be happier.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pf_flyer:39242</id>
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    <title>True story...</title>
    <published>2006-03-29T07:17:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-29T07:17:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i way layin in bed (listenin to eminem haha) but mostly i was thinking about how proud i am of my Brittany, i got up after being almost asleep to write in this to say Im really proud of my Brittany, shes awesome :) she makes me super happy :) :) :)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pf_flyer:39139</id>
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    <title>pf_flyer @ 2006-03-26T23:04:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-27T06:07:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-27T21:28:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i wanna hold my Brittany real bad</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pf_flyer:38764</id>
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    <title>i got a job...</title>
    <published>2006-03-23T23:15:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-23T23:15:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i forgot what it was like to be able to day dream about the future and actually have a chance at accomplishing it. im so glad i finally got a fuckin job. its nice because i think about moving out, by myself or with my Brittany, id like to move in with Brittany, and im hoping we will at some point, i just dont know when ill be able to move out, due to the fact i dont have any money. i hope i can move out in 2006, but im not sure if i will be. i think staying at home during the summer wouldnt be a bad idea so i have some time to work full time and save up money for stuff. i love my Brittany with all my heart, i wish my life were spent laying in bed, rubbing her back. nothing would make me happier</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pf_flyer:38456</id>
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    <title>pf_flyer @ 2006-03-20T01:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-20T08:05:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-20T14:33:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yeah i got a job</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pf_flyer:38318</id>
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    <title>I'm an asshole</title>
    <published>2006-03-07T01:49:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-07T01:49:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I love my Brittany.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pf_flyer:38135</id>
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    <title>pf_flyer @ 2006-03-01T18:13:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-02T01:15:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-02T02:06:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ive pretty much felt like the biggest dumbass on the planet lately, i cant hear for shit so im constantly saying "What" "HUH?" it just makes me want to shut the fuck up and be alone. meh, maybe i am a dumbass</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pf_flyer:37868</id>
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    <title>I LOVE MY BRITTANY!!</title>
    <published>2006-02-22T00:52:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-22T00:52:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was...okay i guess, the only bright side to it was that i got to spend the entire day with my Brittany, and there is never anything i would rather do then be with her, she makes me feel better just by being with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got sick yesterday and that sucks, the flu or some bullshit, running a fever and pretty much just feeling crappy, however, i really appreciate Brittany spending time with me today, it made my day about a million times better. I hope im better soon, this crap sucks but oh well whatcha gonna do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna go lay and be warm.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pf_flyer:37509</id>
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    <title>pf_flyer @ 2006-02-14T18:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-15T01:30:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-15T01:30:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So... today was Brittany and mine year anniversary! go us. we're amazing together for sure. I love my Brittany so much today was amazing. I think i actually did a good job for today, it was my loves birthday as well and i hope she liked the things i got her, i did my best :). Well i think i need to take a lay im sooo tired.</content>
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    <title>pf_flyer @ 2006-01-25T21:17:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-26T04:23:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-26T04:23:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well well well... its been a while again eh my friends? haha as if anyone cares about this. Well life has been goin pretty good, except im getting sick and thtas never fun. I guess i might have a job at red lobster i hope brittany works there, thatd be amazing, im not sure i really wanna work there otherwise, im always worried that i wont be able to do the job or something, part of the reason i dont want to go to mcd's im afraid ill go work there and end up sucking at it and it'll just be confirmed i suck at life. oh well. i turned in a few applications with my Brittany today, hopefully ill get a job and be saved from the purgatory that is mcdonalds, well all in all i have an amazing life, and an amazing Brittany, i really dont know what id do without her, she's the one person i can rely on to make me happy. she could never fail at making me smile, and i love her with all my heart :) alright thats enough cheasieness out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i get to talk to Brittany soon!&lt;br /&gt;:)</content>
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    <title>i say...</title>
    <published>2006-01-14T18:25:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-14T18:25:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Fuck the Truck"-Big Easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been having a pretty decent life. things are actually goin pretty good, but there were definately some unfortunate turn of events, like i got a flat tire and a helicopter was following me and brittany while we walkes, some cats followed us, and then two cops passed, it really sucked a lot i aint even gonna lie. So i got the flat tire at like 11:57 or some bullshit, fuck friday the 13th man. well the truck blows. but life is good, im gonna go lay now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pf_flyer:35234</id>
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    <title>Wow...</title>
    <published>2006-01-02T17:47:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-02T17:47:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The last couple of days have been amazing. Brittany and i are in love, we're perfect together and i would be the happiest man on this planet if i get to spend my life with her. The last couple of days have felt like a dream, felt like the most perfect dream ever, the only way that that is wrong is that it has been the most perfect reality, and it never has to end :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Brittany, and she loves me:):):):):):)</content>
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    <title>I'm in love...</title>
    <published>2005-12-27T23:48:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-27T23:48:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yeah i am in love. Brittany has my heart, and there isn't anyone i'd rather be in love with. :) :) :)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pf_flyer:34815</id>
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    <title>pf_flyer @ 2005-12-25T21:18:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-26T04:20:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-26T07:34:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I Heart Brittany, very very very very very very very very much. There is no one else i want.</content>
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    <title>pf_flyer @ 2005-12-22T00:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-22T08:01:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-22T08:01:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im a loser baby so why dont you kill me?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pf_flyer:33980</id>
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    <title>pf_flyer @ 2005-12-11T17:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-12T00:11:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-12T01:01:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the only person i care about says im not doing good enough. heh.</content>
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    <title>OMG!</title>
    <published>2005-11-29T00:32:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-29T00:33:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm so awesome cuz I"m going to update Eddie's journal and finally it'll be just as cool as mine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;So, intresting turn of events... "fuck the bull shit"... exactly. Well first off. yesterday Eddie got a flat tire :( oh no. but!!!! HENRY IS NOW DIFFUSED!!!! BITCHES. Yes. Anyways... so Edde and I coudln't use Henrys new coolness. YA THAT 70'S SHOW! But then we did cuz him and walked to school tog ether this morning and a fucking cop rolls by right after we're done and walking out of the alley. ARg.yep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School.. Eddie lost this backpack you see... so he's been trying to do all of this work that he lost. IT sucked and he kept getting bugged and shit during class cuz he got called down to the coun. office and then... fuck. Ms. Sobart or whtaever wants Ed and Cody out of class. What a whore. Eddie doesnt efven do anything. Dumbass. Noobs. Anyways.... So then during 5th hout he had to go talk to her about dumb shit and he gets to stay in the class blah blah balh. Yea.. Then 6th period...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! Worst day ever. lol. Ed gets called down the office and theres a fucking cop there questiong him about his bag that was missing. He's threating him telling him shit like he'sg anna go to jail and crap. Pretty gay you see. And what happend was.... Across the street from my houe, Arizona Corretions, was bugerlized and vandilized and Ed's bag was found at the scene. OMG!!!! How fucking stupid. The cop was talking about how they had our DNA finger prints! Fucking with us and shit trying to scare us, and telling us theres cameras and he's got video tape, and he wasnt telling us anything. He was basicly just being a dick. I got called down tot alk to him and got the same shit. IT was annoying. It sucked. I got all skured and shit. IT was horrible. He was talking about taking us down to jail and shit. IT was weird. I didn't like it. And worst of all!!!! HENRY WAS IN TEH BAG WITH EDDIE IN THE SAME FUCKING ROOM WTIH THE COP!! :( por henry. :( But its okay... after the cop fucked iwth us he just decied to let us go. He put Ed on as a victim because Ed's back was stolen as far as he knows. So thats that, but he threatend us and told us that if he finds out anything otherwise we're fucked. But we didn't do anything so it doens't matter. Yep...&lt;br /&gt;Well thats that.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;I hav e a lot to say and Eddie keeps comingin and going "DAMN!" lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after that we went to go smoke with Perrin with Henry and Highdro and Sparkle. IT was cool and we got really high. And then there was pumpkin pie! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart Eddie &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Much Clown Love!&lt;br /&gt;-Brittany- :)</content>
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    <title>i aint gonna lie its all my fault.</title>
    <published>2005-11-26T20:20:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-26T22:26:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;Girls are dumb. &lt;br /&gt;Atleast this time no one fucked my brother. heh.&lt;br /&gt;it still hurts as bad as i remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but feel like something was ripped from me.&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but miss her :( :( :(</content>
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