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  <title>...and life is what we make it: always has been, always will be.</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 09:25:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>when there is nothing more to add</title>
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  <description>Remembering words, moments, looks, remembering faces, events...remembering happiness...or remembering to be happy...these are things I had never failed to do..untill I&apos;m here...almost a year now...everything goes just fine...no holes in behaviour, grades are great, mother is not suspicious anyy more...friends have changed a lot...no roofs, no beer, no clubs...just home, university, home, job, home. Congratulations. Finally you are the one people want you to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-large&quot;&gt;NOT MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <category>death itself</category>
  <lj:music>Twilight OSTs</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Mar 2009 10:23:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>esor haytni dardzav, vor amsi 15 ic arden chem ashxatelu...mi koxmic lav a, myus koxmic che. bayc amen depqum tenc tchisht a, vorovhetev inqs indz kocrel em, dardzel robot. petq a mi qich aprem, azat shnchem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enqan gorc unem anelu, bayc voch mi ban chem anum. chem haskanum inch akatarvum.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 13:06:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You are mother natur&apos;s son</title>
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  <description>Dear Journal,&lt;br /&gt;Here I am again. Happy and satisfied. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we talked. It was so good. I think I am really in love and that doesn&apos;t scare me now, cause I&amp;nbsp;see that I have the access to him. I think next time I&apos;ll ask him how he is. That will be great. And don&apos;t forget that I still have the Saturdays and now even more-the Mondays. This is it-the most important event for this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I feel that the Saturday will do a lot in this story. BTW, just found out that I have my story and I could write in down...It&apos;s a pity I don&apos;t have more time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.</description>
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  <lj:music>Placebo--198d</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>accomplished</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Feb 2009 11:21:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>nobody knew what to watch for except for everybody</title>
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  <description>erbeve patahel e, vor moranaq kyanqy, moranaq vayrkyannery vor tank en exel dzez hamar, vayrkyanner, vor erdvel eiq chmoranal? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durs em galis tnic ev zgum vor kyanqy nor tap e arnelu ayd ory, vor aneliqner unem, vor der tchanaparh ka ancenlu, uremn husahatvelu ev hognelu iravunq chunem, petq e payqarem. durs em galis, tesnum em, vor dzyun e galis. hetqrqir e, bayc tany da chei nkatel, tany vochinch chei nkatel. chei nkatel, vor koxqi shenqi papiky shany zbosanqi er hanel, vor mer koxqi harevany meqenan er maqrum, chei nkatel, vor meky avtobusic ijel ev anhangist tesqov shtapel er depi poxoci myus koxmy. Bac ei toxel naev ayn, vor tchnchxuknery artnacel ein arden, vor carery nman ein avantgarde vochi sarce qandakneri. kangarum spasox yuraqanchyur mardu demqin mi arandzin artahaytutyun kar, meky txur er, myusy erazkot. meky ekav aynqan urax, vor akamayic jptum es... &lt;br /&gt;Mardik tarber en, bayc bolorn aranc bacarutyan unen mi yndhanrutyun...nranq chen tesnum ayn inch naxatesvac e irenc hamar, isk ete tesnum el en, apa nranc entagitakcutyuny nranc shat arag TCHISHT uxu vra e dnum...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Oblivion&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The enemy arrives&lt;br /&gt;Escape into the night&lt;br /&gt;Everybody run now&lt;br /&gt;Everybody run now&lt;br /&gt;Break into another time&lt;br /&gt;This enemy of mine&lt;br /&gt;Divinity defines&lt;br /&gt;Everybody run now&lt;br /&gt;Everybody run now&lt;br /&gt;Everybody run now&lt;br /&gt;Everybody run&lt;br /&gt;Under the burning sun&lt;br /&gt;I take a look around&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if this all came down&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m waiting for the day to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come with us to the right&lt;br /&gt;Join in the fight&lt;br /&gt;Everybody run now&lt;br /&gt;Everybody run now&lt;br /&gt;Break into another time&lt;br /&gt;Unity divides&lt;br /&gt;Division will unite&lt;br /&gt;Everybody run now&lt;br /&gt;Everybody run now&lt;br /&gt;Everybody run now&lt;br /&gt;Everybody run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the burning sun&lt;br /&gt;I take a look around&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if this all came down&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m waiting for the day to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the burning sun&lt;br /&gt;I take a look around&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if this all came down&lt;br /&gt;America it&apos;s all so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Until it comes away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the burning sun I take a look around&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if this all came down&lt;br /&gt;Under the burning sun I take a look around&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if this all came down&lt;br /&gt;Under the burning sun I take a look around&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if this all came&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>30 seconds to mars &quot;Oblivion&quot;</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Feb 2009 10:56:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my promises look like lies</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;fuck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!FUCK&lt;br /&gt;qnnutyunners verjn en. senc lav handznac chkayi. 12 haypatmic, der amenacacry 12n a u karcum em el chi lini cacr, bayc amen depqum 17.5 matemic chem haskanum vonc stacvec, kam el 15 mikroic. mnacacy gone haskanali a. verjy eshutyun, menak lezunern em lav handznel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lav ancnenq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this who you are?&lt;br /&gt;Some sweet violent urge&lt;br /&gt;A weak fallen man&lt;br /&gt;With the promise of an end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <category>fuck!</category>
  <lj:music>30 seconds to mars &quot;fallen&quot;</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 10:17:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>me...not a child</title>
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  <description>Never tell me I am a child&lt;br /&gt;Because I&apos;m not!&lt;br /&gt;I may behave foolishly, wild,&lt;br /&gt;I may laugh, I may smile bright,&lt;br /&gt;I may perhaps say stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;I may climb trees or run all around the city,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I smile to strangers, sometimes I talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;I can go into a shop and break something,&lt;br /&gt;They may not let me enter the bar.&lt;br /&gt;But when I&apos;m alone or just serious,&lt;br /&gt;I wilsh I could be a child,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be as bright as a star,&lt;br /&gt;I could be a baby loved by everybody,&lt;br /&gt;I would like not to have memories,&lt;br /&gt;Not to see all this marvelous shit,&lt;br /&gt;I would like not to have to be brave,&lt;br /&gt;I would like not to show that I&apos;m strong.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I want you to protect me, &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I want to rely on you,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I want to trust you,&lt;br /&gt;So please don&apos;t tell me I&apos;m a child,&lt;br /&gt;Cause in moments like that I may cry.</description>
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  <lj:music>Dalida &quot;Avec le temps&quot;</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 10:00:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I am strong enough for stupidity</title>
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  <description>I am strong enough to lie, to give you the wrong look,&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the wrong words.&lt;br /&gt;I an strong enough to go, to stand in the wrongest place, &lt;br /&gt;To have this falcest face.&lt;br /&gt;I am strong enough to cry when you are far and you don&apos;t care.&lt;br /&gt;I am strong enough to die when you don&apos;t even make a try to save.&lt;br /&gt;I know it&apos;s not fare, I&apos;m strong enough to pray,&lt;br /&gt;I am strong enough to lay in my bed &lt;br /&gt;And to dream about you when you are away.</description>
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  <category>my soul</category>
  <lj:music>der chka, hesa kmiacnem</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 2009 13:24:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>All I want is you</title>
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  <description>There are being moments when I want to run away, away from all these cars, buses, from this e-net, from university, from home, from the facec I don&apos;t know, from the faces I know, but I would be glad not to, from the thoughts in my brain, from the horror I feel, from prejudice, from pride, from music, from poems, from words.....it seems I want to visit the moon.....I want to fly, I want to be off-time, I want to be alone. I think I would be happy on the moon, I could talk to her, and she would talk to me. Now it&apos;s only me who speaks, she&apos;s always silent. I have always wanted to TALK&amp;nbsp;AND&amp;nbsp;NOT&amp;nbsp;JUST&amp;nbsp;SPEAK. There are moments in my life full of myself. These are the best moments, the seconds I value, the periods I want to have forever. Will I ever find a moment full of you not only imaginary, but there with me, next to me? Sometimes I imagine to myself that you are with me. Sometimes I&apos;m holding your hands, but in fact I haven&apos;t even seen them clearly. Sometimes I see you in front of me with that magic smile you have. Sometimes I remember the seconds that we used to talk. sometimes I remember how I found out that you were studying in our university, I had never noticed you before, then I started seeing you on the stairs and then we started greeting each other. One day you asked if we had the lesson that day at 7 o&apos;clock. It was noisy there and you had to repeat your question twice, then you said that you wanted to come. I didn&apos;t come that day, but you were there I know. I remember how you smiled when I hit your shoulder with the ball. I remember how I accidently hir the bottom on your page and opened it. I remember your photos which I didn&apos;t download. Sometimes I&apos;m being a real fool. I&apos;m trying to see you in everyone standing in the street. And then when I&apos;m seeing you, I can listen to my heartbeats. Sometimes it seems to me that you are the one I have always needed. I remember the accidental writing I saw.&amp;quot;Express what&apos;s in your heart&amp;quot; just the moment I was thinking to write to you. I won&apos;t write and you know that. But I love you and it seems to me that you know that too.</description>
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  <category>loving</category>
  <category>my soul</category>
  <lj:music>30 seconds to mars &quot;Oblivion&quot;</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>hopeful</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2009 07:28:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>To love again</title>
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  <description>I&amp;nbsp;will change my look, I will change my hair,&lt;br /&gt;I will have another makeup, I will find a new style,&lt;br /&gt;I will live in somewhere else, I will chose a new romance.&lt;br /&gt;I will have some newer friends, I will speak in some new accent,&lt;br /&gt;I will use some new words.&lt;br /&gt;I will listen to new music, I will start living in routine,&lt;br /&gt;I will chose new ways to walk, I will change my office, my work,&lt;br /&gt;I will change the books I read, I will change the food I need,&lt;br /&gt;I will change the place of TV.&lt;br /&gt;I will drink from other cups, I will wear different hats,&lt;br /&gt;I will be somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;And if all this is not in vain,&lt;br /&gt;I will be able to love again.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Feb 2009 13:51:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Kill</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;What if I wanted to break&lt;br /&gt;Laugh it all off in your face&lt;br /&gt;What would you do? (Oh, oh)&lt;br /&gt;What if I fell to the floor&lt;br /&gt;Couldn&apos;t take all this anymore&lt;br /&gt;What would you do, do, do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come break me down&lt;br /&gt;Bury me, bury me&lt;br /&gt;I am finished with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I wanted to fight&lt;br /&gt;Beg for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;You say you wanted more&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not running from you (from you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come break me down&lt;br /&gt;Bury me, bury me&lt;br /&gt;I am finished with you&lt;br /&gt;Look in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re killing me, killing me&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be someone else&lt;br /&gt;But nothing seemed to change&lt;br /&gt;I know now, this is who I really am inside.&lt;br /&gt;Finally found myself&lt;br /&gt;Fighting for a chance.&lt;br /&gt;I know now, this is who I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come break me down&lt;br /&gt;Bury me, bury me&lt;br /&gt;I am finished with you, you, you.&lt;br /&gt;Look in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re killing me, killing me&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come break me down &lt;br /&gt;Break me down &lt;br /&gt;Break me down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You say you wanted more)&lt;br /&gt;What if I wanted to break...?&lt;br /&gt;(What are you waiting for?)&lt;br /&gt;Bury me, bury me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <category>the death in its whole charm</category>
  <lj:music>30 seconds to mars &apos;The kill&apos;</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>bury me</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 Feb 2009 10:38:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>a l&apos;ombre de tes cils...</title>
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  <description>Hi Journal JAN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Chem harcnum vonc es, vorovhetev arden tesnum em, vor indz ahagin karotel es....!&lt;br /&gt;Es lav em, amen inch normal a, daje kareli a asel lav a. Tramadrutyuns sovorabar lavn alinum, erevi dra patcharov el es verjers chem grum.&lt;br /&gt;Esor katastrofik baner en exel, havanakanutyuny 12 em stacel, chnayac 10i ei spasum, nenc vor yst erevuytin petq a uraxanam. Arandznapes shat chem nexvel. Spasum em myus gnahatakannerin. Esor zarmanali ban a katarvel: Anglereni jamy annkat a ancel, patkeracneln anhnar a, bayc tenc er. &lt;br /&gt;Verjy, senc baner, verjapes ara GAVNODAVNERy, vor esqan jamanak man ei galis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sirts lcvel a erjankutyamb u amen inch tetev em tanum. Shnorhakal em. Senc ban erbeq chei zgacel, erbeq cher exel, vor amenavat tramadrutyan mej el hankarc hishem inch vor mekin u jptam. SHNORHAKAL&amp;nbsp;EM. Apsos, vor vochinch chgites. Ete miayn mi qich hamardzak linei...Axr gitem, vor ete anem, amen inch lav a linelu u mer mot amen inch stacvlu a. Bayc der chem anum, spasum em... Husov em indznic araj ancnox chi lini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ու մխրճվեց&amp;nbsp;երկինքն իմ մեջ, քամին քշեց ճամփով երկար քիչ ուշացած կյանքի մի տենչ, ծնեց հանգչող մի մեղեդի կիսատ թողած այն հին երգի...</description>
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  <category>me</category>
  <category>my soul</category>
  <lj:music>Beggin&apos;</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Feb 2009 14:00:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It&apos;s the wrong time for somebody new/...........</title>
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  <description>Harcnem vonc es? vonc harcnem, ete barevely mi kerp em hajoxacnum, vonc harcnem...es qo nman hamardzak chem, Son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me out with the waste&lt;br /&gt;This is not what I&apos;d do&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s the wrong kind of place&lt;br /&gt;To be thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s the wrong time&lt;br /&gt;For somebody new&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a small crime&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ve got no excuse</description>
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  <category>life</category>
  <category>loving</category>
  <lj:music>Damien Rice &quot;9 crimes&quot;</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Damien Rice &quot;9 crimes&quot;</media:title>
  <lj:mood>embarrassed</lj:mood>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Feb 2009 12:01:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ես...............................ես երգում եմ ինձ բաժին ընկած կյանքը</title>
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  <description>Հարցրին՝ Առանց ինչի՞ չես կարող ապրել:&lt;br /&gt;Չգիտեմ ինչու ասացի՝ Առանց հայելու..&lt;br /&gt;Ավելի շուտ հիմա արդեն գիտեմ, թե ինչու դա ասացի....ես չեմ կարող ապրել առանց ինձ ճանաչելու,առանց իմանալու, թե ինչ եմ ուզւոմ: Հիմա կարծես թե ամեն ինչ գիտեմ, զգում եմ ինձ, կողքիններիս, նաեւ նրանց, ովքեր իմ կողքին չեն...բայց.....բայց........մի բան կա, ավելի շուտ սկսում է լինել, որը չեմ հասկանում, չեմ հասկանում քեզ, Սի՛րտ, ես քեզ չեմ հասկանում.......ասա՛, որ չես սիրահարվում, խնդրում եմ ասա՛....դու գիտես, որ իրականում սիրել չգիտես, ուրեմն....ինչի՞դ է պետք....ի՞նչ ես անում....ի՞նչն է փոխվել....&lt;br /&gt;Սի՛րտ իմ, մի՞թե գարունս է խլանում, ես չգիտեմ ինչ եմ կորցրել, ինչ եմ փնտրում....թե սիրել եմ ու թե այրվել, ի՞նչն եմ ապրել...</description>
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  <category>me</category>
  <category>new</category>
  <category>my soul</category>
  <lj:music>Armen Movsisyan &quot;Andzrev&quot;</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Armen Movsisyan &quot;Andzrev&quot;</media:title>
  <lj:mood>something new</lj:mood>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2009 10:40:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>barianum em</title>
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  <description>Esor marshrutkayum mi papiki tesa.........nenc lavn er, nenc bari achqer uner.....bayc nenc mexk er....mazery xarnvac, moruqy anxnam..................mi pah achqers lcvecin...mtaceci, vor kuzei inqy liner im erkrord papiky....ete tenc liner erbeq chei toxni, vor mazery xarnvac linein, misht im dzerqov ksanrei..........&lt;br /&gt;ynkel em lirikakan shexumneri mej...............achqis barianum em.........</description>
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  <category>everyday</category>
  <category>my soul</category>
  <lj:music>none</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">none</media:title>
  <lj:mood>hopeful</lj:mood>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jan 2009 06:07:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Just read in the live journal of SadisticNoxious</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Legs tired arms in pain. I hope to say&lt;br /&gt;That it was not in vain. &lt;br /&gt;Eyes closed head hung low. My life has&lt;br /&gt;finally plateaued.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling cold feeling sad. Tired of &lt;br /&gt;using my arms as sketch pads.&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t touch me don&apos;t look at me. What &lt;br /&gt;ever would be will be.&lt;br /&gt;So lonely so tired. Hope I show you&lt;br /&gt;all what has transpired.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so sad I&apos;m so weak. My throat is &lt;br /&gt;so dry it&apos;s hard to speak. &lt;br /&gt;I feel empty I feel finished. It&apos;s &lt;br /&gt;like my life has finally diminished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it doesn&apos;t sound done, but if anyone understands....there&apos;s nothing more that can be said.&lt;br /&gt;SadisticNoxious &lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <category>this is not plagiarism....</category>
  <lj:mood>awake</lj:mood>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 11:54:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hatuk Neko i hamar!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
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  <description>Vaxuc ei mtacum, vor Gayush@ LJ kunena......esor chgitem inchi parap mnaci u vorosheci gtnel............Gta..........vonc vor mtacel ei............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shat hetaqrqir er.....tchisht a qich er, bayc et qichn el shat ban asec...........du baxtavor mard es.............inchqaaaaaaaan shat a inqy qez sirum........kam el nershnchum a vor etqan shat a sirum ................bayc et pahy qez chpiti huzi...karevory, vor inqy tenc a mtacum.........u amboxjapes qonna..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es verjapes haskaca te qez inch er petq..........u.......... gites.....hima arden HASTAT hamozvac em, vor&amp;nbsp;en inch exav, tchisht exav, vorovhetev es qez erbeq&amp;nbsp;chei ta en inch qez petq a////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gites en skzbum indz asel ein, vor inqy shat pak mard a...........bayc hima es dranum XIST kaskacum em.............isk ete iroq tenc a exel........uremn inqy iran&amp;nbsp;chi nershnchum......uremn iroq qez etqan shat a sirum.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bayc et depqum....ete nuyn dzevov es mtacum vonc vor myus bolori jamanak, uremn shat vat es anum, vorovhetev inqy tenc tetev da chi tani....nenc vor..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senc baner.........&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Erbemn iroq vor zuygery tchisht en kazmvum.............qez petq a meky, vor inqnagnahatakand anyndhat bardzracni, isk iran-meky, vor ijacni.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Chmtaces te...mtacacis kesy chem grel....kardalu yntacqum inch mtqis ekel er grel em.......... :)</description>
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  <category>life</category>
  <category>you</category>
  <lj:music>zemfira &quot;любовь как случайная смерть&quot;</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">zemfira &quot;любовь как случайная смерть&quot;</media:title>
  <lj:mood>accomplished</lj:mood>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Jan 2009 14:00:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>BACK AGAIN</title>
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  <description>Dear journal, &lt;br /&gt;Im not gonna tell you avout all my torments and nightmares...........simply want to tell you hi..............i&apos;ve missed you.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ve got a friend, a notebook, which is always with me..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in a mood..............i&apos;ll write tomorrow............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye...............</description>
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  <category>everyday</category>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 Dec 2008 08:13:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;next year I would like to hear words like this and believe them................I wish ...............no I&apos;ll wish on Christmas............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can\&apos;t believe it\&apos;s over&lt;br /&gt;I watched the whole thing fall&lt;br /&gt;And I never saw the writing that was on the wall&lt;br /&gt;If I\&apos;d only knew&lt;br /&gt;The days were slipping past&lt;br /&gt;That the good things never last&lt;br /&gt;That you were crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer turned to winter&lt;br /&gt;And the snow it turned to rain&lt;br /&gt;And the rain turned into tears upon your face&lt;br /&gt;I hardly recognize the girl you are today&lt;br /&gt;And God I hope it\&apos;s not too late&lt;br /&gt;It\&apos;s not too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\&apos;Cause you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;I\&apos;m always there with you&lt;br /&gt;And we\&apos;ll get lost together&lt;br /&gt;Until the light comes pouring through&lt;br /&gt;It\&apos;s when you feel like you\&apos;re done&lt;br /&gt;And the darkness has won&lt;br /&gt;Babe, you\&apos;re not lost&lt;br /&gt;When your world\&apos;s crashing down&lt;br /&gt;And you can\&apos;t bear the cross&lt;br /&gt;I said, babe, you\&apos;re not lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can show no mercy&lt;br /&gt;It can tear your soul apart&lt;br /&gt;It can make you feel like you\&apos;ve gone crazy but you\&apos;re not&lt;br /&gt;Things have seemed to change&lt;br /&gt;There\&apos;s one thing that\&apos;s still the same&lt;br /&gt;In my heart you have remained&lt;br /&gt;And we can fly fly fly away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\&apos;Cause you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;And I am there with you&lt;br /&gt;And we\&apos;ll get lost together&lt;br /&gt;Until the light comes pouring through&lt;br /&gt;It\&apos;s when you feel like you\&apos;re done&lt;br /&gt;And the darkness has won&lt;br /&gt;Babe, you\&apos;re not lost&lt;br /&gt;And the world\&apos;s crashing down&lt;br /&gt;And you can not bear the cross&lt;br /&gt;I said, baby, you\&apos;re not lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Buble &apos;Lost&amp;quot;</description>
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  <category>me</category>
  <category>my soul</category>
  <lj:music>Michael Buble &quot;lost&quot;</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Michael Buble &quot;lost&quot;</media:title>
  <lj:mood>hopeful</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 Dec 2008 06:52:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>THE YEAR</title>
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  <description>Dear journal....&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m back again......in fact I&apos;m always being back.........I love you...............&lt;br /&gt;I wanna say lots of good things...........New Year is comming.........what have I done.......? what have I done this year..........&lt;br /&gt;OK............&lt;br /&gt;this year...I&apos;ve changed my life........completely..........on October 5th............I&apos;ve changed friends.........I&apos;ve changed ideas.........I&apos;ve changed myself..........(thank you if you&apos;re reading this...:))&lt;br /&gt;this year.....I found a job...........in fact a quite good one.........&lt;br /&gt;this year.....I&apos;ve done well at university.....&lt;br /&gt;this year.....I&apos;ve fought with mom..............but I loved her more...........I really did................Sorry mom, for everything, sorry for the tears on your eyes, sorry for the stones on your heart, sorry for the holes in your soul........I&apos;m guilty...................and ...............I love you.......&lt;br /&gt;this year.....I became more confident,,,,,,,,,,,more busy,,,,,,,,,,,,more,,,,,more,,,,,,more..................lots of things more.............&lt;br /&gt;this year..........I&apos;ve&amp;nbsp; loved.........(thank you again).............I have been happy......I have suffered...........I have cried......I have laughed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will remember.......YOU............your birthday.........my birthday...........our days together............the roof............Cocon.........Gor&apos;s concert.................................................my first kiss...........the following kisses....................Sonul&apos;s birthday...............that day at SQ1............&lt;br /&gt;With me will stay.......MOTHER.................KAT&apos;USH..............YOU.....................FRIENDS.....................SONGS..................BOOKS.................SNOW.............LIVEJOURNAL........&lt;br /&gt;....................................................................ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that&apos;s it&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large&quot;&gt;..................................................HAPPY&amp;nbsp;NEW&amp;nbsp;YEAR.......................DEAR&amp;nbsp;JOURNAL......................................................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!....................I LOVE&amp;nbsp;YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <category>life</category>
  <category>me</category>
  <category>my soul</category>
  <lj:music>zemfira &apos;London&apos;</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">zemfira &apos;London&apos;</media:title>
  <lj:mood>accomplished</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 06:35:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>everything shows.......</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Здравствуй, &lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff99cc&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt;мама&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #808000&quot;&gt;Плохие &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;новости &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Герой &lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt;погибнет&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; В начале повести &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; И мне останутся&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #800080&quot;&gt;Его сомнения&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Я напишу &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;о нём &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Стихотворение&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #993366&quot;&gt;Любовь&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; как случайная смерть &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Любовь &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Любовь как &lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt;случайная смерть&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #800000&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Любовь&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Любовь как случайная &lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;смерть&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Любовь как случайная смерть &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Любовь как &lt;span style=&quot;color: #800000&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt;случайная&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; смерть &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Любовь &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Здравствуй, &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-large&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #993366&quot;&gt;мама&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Опять не &lt;span style=&quot;color: #339966&quot;&gt;очень&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Так сложно быть&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large&quot;&gt;Хорошей &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;дочерью &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Твои открытки&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #993366&quot;&gt;Я получаю&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ты расскажи ему &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Как &lt;span style=&quot;color: #993366&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-large&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;я скучаю&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt; Любовь &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;как случайная &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt;смерть&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small&quot;&gt;Любовь&lt;/span&gt; как случайная &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt;смерть&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small&quot;&gt;Любовь&lt;/span&gt; как случайная &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt;смерть&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small&quot;&gt;Любовь&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Венерические болезни&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #339966&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt;Бесконечно красивые &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ночи &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Телефонный &lt;span style=&quot;color: #33cccc&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;звонок как инъекция &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;морфия&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;Как мне увидеть тебя среди прочих &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Всё &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0000ff&quot;&gt;случится после&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Если случится после &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Я вдыхаю &lt;span style=&quot;color: #0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large&quot;&gt;твои обстоятельства &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;чтобы &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Выдохнуть и &lt;span style=&quot;color: #3366ff&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-large&quot;&gt;оказаться возле &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <category>life</category>
  <category>me</category>
  <category>my soul</category>
  <lj:music>zemfira &quot;любовь как случайная смерть&quot;</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">zemfira &quot;любовь как случайная смерть&quot;</media:title>
  <lj:mood>in the truth of mine</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 06:21:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>everything shows.......</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;Земфира - Лондон&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #993366&quot;&gt; Мне приснилось небо Лондона &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; В нём приснился &lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;долгий поцелуй&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: larger&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Мы &lt;span style=&quot;color: #3366ff&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;летели&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, вовсе не держась &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Кто же из нас &lt;span style=&quot;color: #808080&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;первый упадет&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Вдребезги на Тауэрский мост &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Утром&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333399&quot;&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt;Я узнаю утром&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ты узнаешь позже&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Этих снов дороже &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ничего и&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #003366&quot;&gt;нет&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Без таких вот звоночков, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Я же &lt;span style=&quot;color: #339966&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;зверь-одиночка&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Промахнусь... рехнусь ночью&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ffcc99&quot;&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt;Не заметит никто&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Всё тот же зверь-одиночка &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Я считаю шажочки &lt;span style=&quot;color: #003300&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;до последней до точки&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Побежали летать &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Мне приснилось небо Лондона &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; В нем приснился &lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;долгий поцелуй&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt;Мы&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;гуляли там по облакам &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Притворились Лондонским &lt;span style=&quot;color: #c0c0c0&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;дождем&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Моросили вместе на асфальт... &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Утром...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000080&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small&quot;&gt; &lt;span&gt;Я узнаю утром&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ты узнаешь позже&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Этих снов дороже &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ничего и нет &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Без таких вот звоночков,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #339966&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Я&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; же зверь-одиночка &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Промахнусь... рехнусь ночью &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Не заметит &lt;span style=&quot;color: #003300&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;никто&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Все тот же зверь-одиночка&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #339966&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Я&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; считаю шажочки до последней до точки &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Побежали &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt;летать&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <category>life</category>
  <category>me</category>
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  <lj:music>zemfira &apos;London&apos;</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">zemfira &apos;London&apos;</media:title>
  <lj:mood>in the truth of mine</lj:mood>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 19 Dec 2008 06:02:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Quns vonc a tanuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu................m</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/dont_be_upset/pic/00009y0c/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; width=&quot;273&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/dont_be_upset/pic/00009y0c/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaxy, vaxy kargin kqnem...............verjapeeeeeeeeeeeeeees.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bayc petq a gone 1in verkenam, vor gam cnundi, heto el flahsmob i.......voooooooooooooooonc chem&amp;nbsp; uzum.....patrast em qnel mi voxj haverjutyun.................ups.......es inch mitq er:P</description>
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  <category>sleep</category>
  <lj:music>kolega Arseni &quot;ergecik&quot; dzayny....</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">kolega Arseni &quot;ergecik&quot; dzayny....</media:title>
  <lj:mood>sleepy</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 Dec 2008 11:31:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A day like shit......A world like shit......garshahotutyun amenureq...</title>
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  <description>Dear journal..., &lt;br /&gt;you know sometimes time seems to be tooooooo much to bear.....today was exactly what I meant.....such a long day, so hard to live, so hard to see anything, to hear, to say.....just want it to end..... &lt;br /&gt;So nervous during the whole day, so shoked......that couldn&apos;t even say Happy Birthday to one of my very good friends.....he&apos;s like &lt;br /&gt;_ Lil, xi ches indz shnorhavorum, ham el ari tortik utenq.... &lt;br /&gt;Ver em kacel, gnacel em patatvel em iran u poxanak shnorhavorem et xexch mardun.....eshi pes lacum em!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Lacum em patkeracnum es!!!!!!!!!!!!!! vonc vor hivand ylnei...tenc lav der erbeq cnund chei shnorhavorel....!!!! &lt;br /&gt;verjy.....anglerenic anca hayereni, bayc tqac.............chem haskanum inch a katarvum, xi en mardik partadir kariq zgum tragediayi....xi chen karum aranc dra..............xi en patrast tqel amen inchi vra.....amen inchi e.....nuynisk en amena maqur baneri..........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Es uxxaki chem haskanu......chem haskanum....u zgum em, vor indz el chen haskanum..................</description>
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  <lj:music>none</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>disappointed</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2008 12:57:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the brilliant day</title>
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  <description>So my dearest journal.........here I am again..........happy and satisfied..........I&apos;ve become a little even careless in some situations and points and that makes me feel great!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Dear journal, my day was fine. We sang all during the English lesson Christmas songs and that made me so devoted to people around me. Well in fact these days the devotion comes to me&amp;nbsp;on non-stop. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I started reading economics and btw I&apos;ve started the preparation for the exams, so wish me good luck and patience. After reading for a while I watched French Kiss which Sonul&apos; gave me. GREAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! she says.........All you bastards know each other.....!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;She is briliant!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Well the morning started crazy, cause I woke up at 8:20 and was out at 8:30 with all my make up and clothes on me(thanks God). I enjoyed my uncle&apos;s company and then the university and all that stuff......................FRIENDS...............dear friends............how much I love you...........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well here at the office everything is fine.............everybody is pleased with me..........maybe cause I&apos;m overcharged today,.............but anyway.........this is fine!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m planning to go to Narekatsi centre to watch a film..............wish it will be OK..............!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE EVERYBODY..................LOVE......................LOVE.................LOVE..................LOVE!</description>
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  <category>everything&apos;s ok</category>
  <lj:music>No music.....too charged</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">No music.....too charged</media:title>
  <lj:mood>full</lj:mood>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Dec 2008 08:13:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>AH.....avelordutyuny kayacav......&lt;br /&gt;Bayc vochinch....kartch er....der cher xaxum.....]&lt;br /&gt;MEKA&amp;nbsp;ORS&amp;nbsp;VOCHINCH&amp;nbsp;CHI&amp;nbsp;PCHACNI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MUAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</description>
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