<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?>
<!-- If you are running a bot please visit this policy page outlining rules you must respect. http://www.livejournal.com/bots/ -->
<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:lj="http://www.livejournal.com">
  <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:000hsnap</id>
  <title>something different</title>
  <subtitle>I'm Mallory.</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>I'm Mallory.</name>
  </author>
  <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://000hsnap.livejournal.com/"/>
  <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://000hsnap.livejournal.com/data/atom"/>
  <updated>2006-12-30T01:59:46Z</updated>
  <lj:journal username="000hsnap" type="personal"/>
  <link rel="service.feed" type="application/x.atom+xml" href="http://000hsnap.livejournal.com/data/atom" title="something different"/>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:000hsnap:71054</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://000hsnap.livejournal.com/71054.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://000hsnap.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=71054"/>
    <title>000hsnap @ 2006-12-29T20:50:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-30T01:59:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-30T01:59:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Chris and I broke up [again] today and I think it's the last time.&lt;br /&gt;I would have been two years next Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;I gave him an ultimatum where he had to give me a decision if he wanted to be with me by 8:30 or it would just be understood that we would go our seperate ways.  He didn't say anything for the last six minutes.&lt;br /&gt;The last time I talked to him on the phone, he didn't even tell me he loved me.  Strike that, he just called me to yell at me 'because [he] stills cares'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to die.  I need his love in my life and I don't know what I can do without him.  I can never picture me being happy knowing that he isn't in my life anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first boyfriend way back in 6th grade told me that I would never be able to keep a guy around because they would finally realize how ugly I am.  As i sit at my computer, sobbing with a bottle of grey goose in hand, I now see what he meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/__badword/prom015.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu te amo mais então que você conhecerá. Você faz minha vida worth viver, você faz todos meus dias maus bons. Chris, se eu poderia ter qualquer coisa, seria você que prende me para o descanso de minha vida. Adeus muffin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:000hsnap:484</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://000hsnap.livejournal.com/484.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://000hsnap.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=484"/>
    <title>000hsnap @ 2005-05-18T09:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-18T13:30:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-18T13:30:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">000hsnap is LOCKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add if you must.</content>
  </entry>
</feed>
