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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Jan 2005 06:03:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Affection</title>
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  <description>Starvation of Need&lt;br /&gt;By Victoria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body starves&lt;br /&gt;For the attention, &lt;br /&gt;Needed, it only wishes&lt;br /&gt;For your touch.&lt;br /&gt;Sexual desire, muted&lt;br /&gt;For something more.&lt;br /&gt;My heart, it&apos;s gasping breathe,&lt;br /&gt;Watches the beauty pass away.&lt;br /&gt;Truth is dying.&lt;br /&gt;Pain is the killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch, Touch is forbidden.&lt;br /&gt;My body starts to wither,&lt;br /&gt;Pump, Pump, Pump.&lt;br /&gt;Hear my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Hear my body.&lt;br /&gt;Crys of my agony,&lt;br /&gt;Stilled by it,&lt;br /&gt;My thought, my cry,&lt;br /&gt;My need, my hunger.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Jan 2005 03:49:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>agonizing thoughts</title>
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  <description>Okay so here is the story... I am taking two classes during wintersession which is basically taking a semester of classes in two weeks.  The classes are 3 and half hours long and I am totally overwhelmed.  I want to start cutting but I am nervous about doing it because of the scars it will leave.  I am fixing to start teaching high school (11 and 12 grade) and I don&apos;t want my students to thing I am crazy and tell their parents.  I got a couple of tips and I went today after class to by some hairbands so they want be as tight as a rubber band.  I hope they work...  well I am off to the bathroom to see what I can accomplish... I start get sick to my stomach but my blood starts to pump and it is like the blade is magnitized to my arm... so here goes nothing...</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 31 Dec 2004 16:40:08 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>The days are like flying!!!  119 more days until my wedding day.  I need to lose 15 pounds before then.  I just woke up so I am fixing to go to the gym, they don&apos;t open until 11 but I am ready to go.  I am trying real hard to be a better and nicer person to Chris.  I love him with all of my heart but sometimes he really gets on my nerves.  He is always messing with me and sometimes I think he wants to make angry at him because he gets a kick out of treating me like a child.  He says he doesn&apos;t treat me that way but he really does when he yells, &quot;that&apos;s enough,&quot; and stupid stuff like that.  Oh well, I will get over it...  Well, I need to go....</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 31 Dec 2004 02:21:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hey</title>
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  <description>So yesterday I started back to working out and I am trying to get back into it slowly so I don&apos;t burn myself out.  Today, I did the stair master and it was a killer.  Tomorrow I have to make up for what I didn&apos;t do today and for all the food that has been entered into my body.  All in all, my day was pretty good.  I felt real tired though.  Tomorrow is my last day of break because I have to do WinterSession for two weeks while most of the students are out until the 18th.  Lucky them.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Dec 2004 03:47:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Need advice</title>
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  <description>Hey everyone,&lt;br /&gt;I was just searching and found this website.  You all seem to really help each other and I really need help.  I am getting married in 5 months and I try so hard to not eat and I can&apos;t do it anymore.  I use to control my urges but not now.  Are there any suggestions.  I would appreciate them.  thanks!!!</description>
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