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                    <description>What's on the minds of young leaders from around the globe?</description> 
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                    <title>normality as I see it</title> 
                    <link>http://deadperson256.tigblog.org/post/35422</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[I'm not over him.<br />
<br />
BUT<br />
<br />
It's a new year, a new start...I'm back at school with a lot of work to do, and I'm enthused about that!!<br />
Picked up English again (I LOVE ENGLISH) and picked up Bio for the first time (I'm not so sure about Bio...)<br />
<br />
sooo exciting!!!]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2006 21:52:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>random ravings of a lunatic on sugar</title> 
                    <link>http://deadperson256.tigblog.org/post/33195</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[the prospect of jumping off a cliff has never seemed so appealing...<br />
Let's just say I read a book<br />
and leave it at that<br />
 <br />
the randomness of my craziness<br />
is not for anyone to fathom<br />
either you understand this or you do not<br />
 <br />
it is as simple as that<br />
my life is not his<br />
to meddle with<br />
to take control of<br />
it is MINE<br />
 <br />
and mine alone...<br />
but I love him so much...<br />
and now he's gone<br />
(do I really love him or is that hormones speaking? I do not know)<br />
and I hope he feels the same way<br />
but he probably has gotten over it<br />
a LOT better than I have<br />
I know I don't cope well with life.<br />
<br />
My mind is fragmented and falling apart<br />
but at least I know it still exists...<br />
 <br />
I'm numb from thinking<br />
and he's not here to help me feel again<br />
to warm me in his arms<br />
to keep me safe...<br />
<br />
perhaps...<br />
I shouldn't lock everyone out<br />
 <br />
but what choice do I have?<br />
 <br />
because guess what?<br />
letting people in won't do a thing for me<br />
I have to cope with it myself<br />
I know this,<br />
and I'm trying to deal with this<br />
 <br />
and the ironic thing is now I'm not even sure what I'm talking about...<br />
 <br />
Maybe it's this darkness<br />
this black void<br />
this grey emptiness<br />
the churning, ceaseless emotions that I feel<br />
and don't feel<br />
and I don't think anyone's gonna understand this<br />
 <br />
and just a request<br />
don't tell me I need help cos I already know that<br />
I can help myself<br />
just...<br />
don't try and counsel me<br />
or help me<br />
about what I've written here<br />
cos it won't help<br />
you won't help<br />
...I don't even know why I'm letting you read this<br />
it should be here for me<br />
only me<br />
pfff oh well!!!<br />
 <br />
If I pretend that I don't care<br />
If I pretend that I don't hurt<br />
the pretense will become reality<br />
eventually<br />
 <br />
do actors ever have a problem?<br />
does their acting start to become so real<br />
that not only does the audience believe it<br />
but do they believe it too?<br />
and then what?<br />
who is the real person<br />
the one that was before the facade<br />
or the one that is now...<br />
 <br />
I can see what I'm writing is pathetic<br />
I can see I of all people have no right<br />
no right at ALL<br />
to be saying this<br />
but I am<br />
because that's how I feel.<br />
Stupid teen angst<br />
I know<br />
that there are people who would kill<br />
and people who have killed<br />
to have this be their biggest problem,<br />
 <br />
to have a reserved discussion<br />
on nothing bigger<br />
than a mental ripple<br />
to have the time I have<br />
to have the luxuries I have<br />
to even live<br />
 <br />
but they don't<br />
and they aren't lucky<br />
and I am<br />
so what does that make me?<br />
  <br />
The only people that can help are not you who read this.<br />
They are not my family<br />
and they are not my friends<br />
but they can help me<br />
and I can't reach them<br />
because they don't exist.<br />
 <br />
Believe you me they don't freaking exist at all...<br />
 <br />
([insert deity's name here] help me),<br />
I want to die NOW<br />
I want to see what's on the other side<br />
I'm curious<br />
and it feels like nothing's left here for me<br />
and I don't know why<br />
 <br />
Hmm...<br />
maybe<br />
it's just that this getting to a good time of the month for a mood swing<br />
and so,<br />
his departure<br />
was<br />
the<br />
catalyst.<br />
 <br />
No-one should blame themselves for me,<br />
or what I do<br />
except for me.<br />
 <br />
I'll look at this and laugh<br />
I know I will,<br />
I will laugh at my patheticosity<br />
and my stupidity<br />
and my blindness<br />
and my hormonalness<br />
 <br />
but right here,<br />
right now,<br />
for me this is real<br />
 <br />
This is what I've put myself through<br />
by falling for some guy<br />
who's gone<br />
(I don't blame him, you understand...he didn't want to go either...but...now I'm a little down because of it)<br />
and I have to say<br />
Mum was right<br />
keep some of yourself back for yourself<br />
or when they leave<br />
they'll take it with them<br />
even if they don't know they're doing it<br />
  <br />
It seems that stupidity is not the exclusive domain of stupid people<br />
 <br />
Anyways, I feel better now.<br />
Writing this down helped, I think<br />
Gonna go to sleep now<br />
maybe....<br />
or I'll stay up drowning in emotion<br />
and other things<br />
 <br />
I'm not sure why I shared this with the world<br />
I don't know why I shared this with the world...<br />
oh well<br />
peace all<br />
good night!<br />
<br />
(well...that changed the world so much...really...it's just ripples, ripples in an infinite pond...so it doesn't matter anyway!! Maybe I would be better off posting about my perspective on world events, and it wouldn't be so depressing for anyone who reads this :P lol)]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sat, 17 Dec 2005 00:55:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Oops</title> 
                    <link>http://deadperson256.tigblog.org/post/33105</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[I forgot I had this here...quite well done of me...over a year, and I forgot all about it!<br />
<br />
Ah well...I'll start posting my blog entries here then!<br />
<br />
]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Thu, 15 Dec 2005 03:38:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Death and what lies beyond</title> 
                    <link>http://deadperson256.tigblog.org/post/20995</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[Has anyone ever wondered what it's like after death? Death is a subject that fascinates me (funnily enough) and I'd like to be the walker between worlds, to be able to walk the bridge between life and death (to use a metaphor) but I've always wondered-would that make me one of the undead, doomed to not belong anywhere? (no change from the usual, but anyway...) That would be great to investigate if only I knew how-I suppose I could kill myself but I need to read Bryce Courtenay's new book.]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sun, 05 Dec 2004 17:37:00 EST</pubDate> 
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