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  <subtitle>kandiraverpeach</subtitle>
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  <updated>2007-04-30T09:24:28Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandiraverpeach:2225</id>
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    <title>POOP CANDLES</title>
    <published>2007-04-30T09:24:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-30T09:24:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so my drug use has gone down a little&lt;br /&gt;i slip up&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom is being freakishly nice&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if shes gunna try to kill me&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;your mother is a dirty whore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARTY THIS WEEKEND.&lt;br /&gt;ROBOGIRLS. HA&lt;br /&gt;got high&lt;br /&gt;high again&lt;br /&gt;high again&lt;br /&gt;ate food&lt;br /&gt;high again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coooooool&lt;br /&gt;someone should give me a dollar&lt;br /&gt;:D</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandiraverpeach:1886</id>
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    <title>gayyyyy</title>
    <published>2007-03-09T10:57:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-09T10:57:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i've been drinking a lot lately&lt;br /&gt;its kind of fun&lt;br /&gt;but i dont wanna turn into an alcoholic. &lt;br /&gt;a lot of my friends are turning into those&lt;br /&gt;and drug addicts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER KIDS. IM NOT A DRUG ADDICT. IM A DRUG CHILD. [CHILD]&lt;br /&gt;fuckers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway tomarrows a foam party&lt;br /&gt;and it should be fun since im going&lt;br /&gt;COMPLETELY FUCKING SHITFACED&lt;br /&gt;tequillllaaaa&lt;br /&gt;[ hopefully i wont make too big of an idiot of myself ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;uhm&lt;br /&gt;gayyyy</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandiraverpeach:1656</id>
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    <title>eh</title>
    <published>2007-03-01T21:09:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-01T21:09:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my profile song on myspace</lj:music>
    <content type="html">LIFE PLAN [by the princess]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im re-thinking my lifeplan&lt;br /&gt;its a little fucked up right now&lt;br /&gt;like..i have no plan&lt;br /&gt;its just partypartyparty- sleep&lt;br /&gt;wake up party again&lt;br /&gt;srsly.&lt;br /&gt;: ]]&lt;br /&gt;duuude not that i dont like it&lt;br /&gt;but fuck. i need to get my shit straight. and i will&lt;br /&gt;once i figure out what that shit IS&lt;br /&gt;being homeless is a bitch&lt;br /&gt;cause i guess my parents are officially kicking me out&lt;br /&gt;they want me to live by rules i cant live by&lt;br /&gt;and i can take care of myself&lt;br /&gt;but i need to be more carefull&lt;br /&gt;or something bad could happen&lt;br /&gt;i need to keep standing by my morals&lt;br /&gt;and find more things that make me happy&lt;br /&gt;or ill die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;333</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandiraverpeach:1395</id>
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    <title>life</title>
    <published>2007-02-15T09:08:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-15T09:08:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">lifes weird&lt;br /&gt;im always fucked up&lt;br /&gt;im confused as to what my purpose is&lt;br /&gt;and im obsessed with...&lt;br /&gt;ashdkjsad&lt;br /&gt;idk</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandiraverpeach:1090</id>
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    <title>dee de de</title>
    <published>2007-01-31T14:52:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-31T14:52:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;DURKADURKA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im helluh like 50 different kinds of bored.&lt;br /&gt;and...fuck. what. its like 7 in the morning and tomarrows gunna be like every other day.&lt;br /&gt;TOO FUCKING BRIGHT&lt;br /&gt;: ]&lt;br /&gt;haha raver&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandiraverpeach:798</id>
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    <title>Pokemon</title>
    <published>2007-01-25T12:56:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-25T12:56:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ahhh fuckers. me and flitter watched the entire 50 episodes of the first season of pokemon. in like 2 days. fuck, thats makes me seem really really really lame. but im NOT, why? POKEMON IS AWSOME.&lt;br /&gt;i miss people. i miss going to seattle. but i cant go to the stage anymore. its gheyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY HERES WHAT IM REALLY THINKING.&lt;br /&gt;theres this thing that happened a few months ago between me and someone else and most of the older ravers know what im talking about and i cant seem to get over it i mean like i dont LIKE anyone iv given up on the person im talking about who hurt me but i cant seem to move the fuck ON you know...&lt;br /&gt;: [[&lt;br /&gt;a lot of guys like me i guess [cause they told me] but i dont liek any of them. i want a new guy to come into my life whos fucking better then that faggot and he can show me what real love is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;but that guy is taking a really long time showing up and im just getting more and more hopeless. maybe i should just give up and go be a nun. a kandikid nun. or go out with someone i dont liek.&lt;br /&gt;fuck. i cant do that. its not my nature. either of those things.&lt;br /&gt;HELP?!??!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandiraverpeach:663</id>
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    <title>I hate sitting</title>
    <published>2007-01-18T08:34:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-18T08:34:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33ff" size="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/kandiraverpeach/pic/000014qf/"&gt;&lt;img height="70" width="124" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kandiraverpeach/pic/000014qf" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUR everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff66ff"&gt;ahhh so im pretty much sitting at a computer like i have been doing for almost two weeks now. iv hardely gotten off my ass, and i know that sounds appealing to a lot of you guys, but im seriously going crazy. the only thing keeping me from flipping out from lack of social contact is myspace, and thats just sad.&lt;br /&gt;buuuuuut i am looking farward to a trip me and my friends are taking this weekend. and how in a week ill have enough money to buy a pair of Tripp pants, which i really need cause if you've seen me lately, iv been alternating like 4 skirts, and its snowing now, so uhm...pants time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss a lot of people, and soon ill be back in the seattle area to play with them all. which is nice.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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