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  <title>Cunt</title>
  <subtitle>Davida Rumble</subtitle>
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    <name>Davida Rumble</name>
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  <updated>2009-01-10T22:40:52Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:davida_rumble:15438</id>
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    <title>can you hear me vodka, its dayna</title>
    <published>2009-01-10T22:40:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-10T22:40:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my life is in slow motion. im walking... i breath.... i feel myself in motion ... but where am i going? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not depressed. but im not happy. idk how to describe this emotion... it is a jumble of feelings. i am disapointed, restless, bored, regretful, and unmotivated.... a list of words i am not used to using to describe myself ... nor an enjoyable set of charcteristics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would much rather feel hopeful, strong willed, excited, motivated and proactive. ... instead im laying on my mom's couch watching the ravens vs&amp;nbsp;titans game. ... i guess that would normally make me happy, i enjoy watching the ravens play... but i am not interested in the events this evening. .... i want to know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im at&amp;nbsp;a loss for what this winterbreak i am given is to be used for. i have two weeks left and i have nothing to show for it except getting drunk and attempting to convince myself this will be a better year than the last.... when truly i can not see how that would be possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im broke... i need new clothes. work is slow... and im begining to dispise it. i want more!!! i need something else.... im waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... go ravens!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:davida_rumble:12303</id>
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    <title>this cold heart is melting...</title>
    <published>2008-05-10T09:17:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-10T09:17:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;truth. the truth is i left his condo smiling. truth is .... he is exactly what i need. truth is i spent&amp;nbsp; 10pm-330am watching xfiles laying on a couch with the cutest guy i have ever seen. truth is he doesnt even know how amazing he is. truth is... i want to show him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:davida_rumble:11460</id>
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    <title>blah blah blah blah blah.... your mom</title>
    <published>2008-03-20T18:28:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-20T18:28:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;some times we find things in people we do not like.... because they are too much like ourselves. i personally do not mind it... but maybe after last night you will take a second to look inside yourself and realize your not so innocent. all i can do at this point is laugh. i&amp;nbsp;DID feel bad... in fact i felt terrible... until i realized you were even more guilty than&amp;nbsp;i was. and so my guilt has blown away with the heavy winds of last night, then i fell into a peaceful sleep... i just hope you&amp;nbsp;did as well. there is nothing else to say except for the fact that i was right all along. im not a bad person and neither are you. but i WAS right about how you feel about me. sorry your feelings fell short and that you couldnt realize that in reality you changed and hung me out 2 dry with all your OTHER dirty laundry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 230pm...&amp;nbsp;i need a beer</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:davida_rumble:10826</id>
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    <title>my mind misses you</title>
    <published>2008-03-10T02:51:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-10T02:51:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i feel like im in a battle. the stable me vs 13 yr&amp;nbsp;old dayna whos screaming n kicking on the floor. i feel like someone has just raped me. grabbed me by the back of the head&amp;nbsp;n throws me&amp;nbsp;onto the&amp;nbsp;floor. clothes are torn off and im laying naked, back against the floor, with a knife at my throat. and this undesirable cock&amp;nbsp;slides into my pussy. and im fucking crying but it&amp;nbsp;doesnt stop...&amp;nbsp;my metephorical cock for life is fucking me ....&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im ready to say fuck it all. i dont know when living became so fucking hard. idk when just existing was so exhausting. idk when i cried last before tonight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired of feeling so fucking alone. like no matter how loud i scream .... no one will ever hear me. and i dont give a fuck if im difficult. i can do what ever the fuck i want. im the one whos fucked up in the head. im the one who is ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a mess.... and all i want is understanding. if i act selfish ..... let me be selfish. people that know the real me will know that this is not the real me right now, they know how 2 take care of a beatin up little kid.... i sure as hell am one right now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im so pathetic how weak i am right now. FUCK YOU ALL FUCK YOU ALL FUCK YOU ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you fucking bastards! i hate you all. fuck off and kill yourselves!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! im not discriminating against n e one.... everyone go fucking kill yourself!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think im gana do something drastic. .... something secret.... n&amp;nbsp;fucking terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:davida_rumble:10021</id>
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    <title>does this look familiar? its cuz i stole it right off your page fool! love u sarah!</title>
    <published>2008-02-12T19:32:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-12T19:32:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Who you are today is a product of what you did yesterday. Who you are tomorrow is a product of what you did today...make every second count."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Anyways'' &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people are unreasonable, illogical and self-centered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love them anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you do good things, people will accuse you of selfish ulterior motives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do good anyways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you are successful you win false friends and true&amp;nbsp;enemies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;succeed anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do good anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;honesty and frankness make you vulnerable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be honest and frank anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people favor underdogs but follow only top dogs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fight for some underdogs anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what you spend years building may be destroyed over night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;build anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people really need help but may attack you if youhelp them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;help people anyway&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:davida_rumble:9421</id>
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    <title>davida_rumble @ 2008-02-06T08:00:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-06T13:02:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-06T13:02:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i am only here to make you smile. lets be happy. lets be ourselves..... every moment. im ready. im ready to laugh&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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