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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Feb 2014 14:48:06 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Hei..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Laiciņu neesmu Tev
rakstījusi, tāpat arī saņēmusi no Tevis neko..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Hm..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Manā sirdī&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;un
domās Tu joprojām dedz spēcīgās liesmās.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Lai gan Tava klusēšana smeldz ik dienu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Šodien pēc darba lasu Tavas 2004. un 2005.gada vēstules..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;un
smejos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Tikko pazaudēju maku ar visām tiesībām un naudu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;un kaut kā tik šokējoši
smagi reti kad to esmu pārdzīvojusi, taču&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;tagad sēžu un smejos.. smejos par to,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;cik Tu esi asprātīga,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;iejūtīga&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;un harizmātiska.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Un to kā es gribu Tevi satikt.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Neteikšu
šoreiz daudz vārdus. Tikai paklusēšu un papriecāšos pie sevis.. Lai Tev šī ir
patiesi izdevusies un brīnišķīga diena.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;P.S. es centos regulēt, lai plūdi Tavām mājām ietu secen- ceru, ka izdevās. Dikti mīļa. Man.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Feb 2013 20:42:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>pasaule ir sasodīti liela. and You know.. it&apos;s You.</title>
  <link>http://klab.lv/users/unplugged/92778.html</link>
  <description>&lt;p&gt;



&lt;strong&gt;uzraksti man&lt;br&gt;vienu rindu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;
bez plakātiem&lt;br&gt;un torņiem smailiem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;
bez cigaretēm&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;tukšām glāzēm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;
bez tveices&lt;br&gt;aukstuma&lt;br&gt;vai vārdiem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;
uzraksti man vienu rindu&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
tā vienkārši&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


šķelmīgi smaidot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;un spļaujot asfaltā.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>galvā skan sirsnīgs smaids Tev.</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>kūstot sniegam uz skropstām..</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 Oct 2012 21:52:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Viņa teica, ka Viņu interesē mans darbs.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;m.. Katra diena.. ir kā jauns piedzīvojums.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrenalīns, kas priecē un no kā nevari aizbēgt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dienā vidēji 50-100 pacientu praksē- ~80.. 80 dažādi gadījumi.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Šodien, piemēram, nomira viena, man mīļa paciente.. Viņu ir tik daudz- [2700], ka es necenšos atcerēties vārdus, sejas, taču daudzi no viņiem neizbēgami kļūst mīļi. Šajā februārī viņai parādījās atipiski runas traucējumi, kurus varēja uzķert tikai uzmanīgi klausoties un iztaujājot- ātrā medicīniskā palīdzība nereaģēja. Aizbraucu, atkārtoti izsaucu ātros- atklājās vēzis galvas smadzenēs. Mani paslavēja.. Šodien, kad viņa aizgāja, es ne īpaši jūtos par to, ko atklāju- jo tas neko nelīdzēja. Ik dienas notiek tik daudz un neviens to pat nenojauš. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Man patīk mans darbs- es to mīlu. Tas ir kā nepārtraukts lēciens ar gumiju. Man vienmēr ir interesanti un nekad nav garlaicīgi. Tu nekad nezini, kas Tevi sagaida. Es jūtos lieliski savā darbā - mani gaida, dievina, nicina. Vienu dienu es esmu ellē, taču es zinu, ka rīt jau būšu debesīs, un kad esmu debesīs, zinu- rīt sekos kritiens. Mani tas nebaida. Mani baida, kas cits. Viņi zina, ka ir kāds cilvēks, kas viņus gaidīs otrdien, pulksten 13.00, un kam ir svarīgi viss, ko viņi saka. Tas cilvēkam nozīmē daudz. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;А мы не ангелы. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Es uzaugu ar medicīnu, filmas par to neizbēgami iespiedās atmiņā. Viena- par to, kā jaunu ārsti psihisks pacients nogalināja mājas vizītē. Mums Gulbenē mājas vizītē reiz suņi saplosīja ģimenes ārsti. 17 gados es jau vadāju mammu vizītēs ar mašīnu- pie agresīviem alkoholiķiem, narkomāniem, mirstošiem.. es vienmēr vēroju, kā viņa iznāca, bieži raudāja- un skaitīju sekundes, kad viņa iznāks, vai man iet viņai pakaļ, jo bija bail, ka viņa varētu kādreiz neiznākt. Tagad, pašai ejot vizītēs, es par to nepiedomāju, taču risks pastāv nepārtraukti. Pagājušā mēnesī&amp;nbsp; viens narkomāns gandrīz man iesita, jo nedevu viņam narkotikas, mēģināja piekukuļot mani, šodien arī. Aizvakar pie manis atnāca dēls, raudādams par savu pirms gada noslepkavoto dēlu, un māti, kas salauzusi kāju, un izrādās, ka beigās viņš pats viņu pagrūdis. Psihiatriem vairs nav jāiet mājas vizītēs- mēs ejam- un Tu &lt;u&gt;nekad&lt;/u&gt; nevari zināt, kas Tevi sagaida. Tas ir traks darbs. Bet mīļš. Mēs viņu mīlam, tāpēc, ka viņš ir tāds. Un.. reizēm ienīstam - jo viņš ir tāds. Un, lai tikai pamēģina kāds teikt, ka ārstiem daudz maksā- man nav svarīga nauda- taču to, ko atdodam mēs no sevis&amp;nbsp;par nevienu naudu nevar nopirkt. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ikreiz kad bērnam, kam tiek veikta pote,&amp;nbsp;ir jābūt gatavai uz anafilaktisko šoku, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kad pie Tevis ierodas pacients, un Tev viņam jāpasaka, ka viņam ir vēzis, nesagraujot cerību,&amp;nbsp; ir jācīnās par cilvēku. Arī&amp;nbsp;kad viņš pats to nevēlas vai nesaprot. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jāatbild radiniekiem, kad viņi platām acīm gaida, ka Tu teiksi &quot;tas nav nekas traks&quot; vai piecelsi mirstošo kājās, arī ja zini, ka tas nav iespējams. Tādu gadījumu ir daudz. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mēs aizejam gulēt ar miega zālēm, murgojot- citi dzer, citi lieto narkotikas uzņemšanā, citi ir seksisti- katrs ar spriedzi tiek galā kā māk. Tu neizgulies, taču no rīta uz darbu ej ar prieku, jo zini, ka Tevi gaida, mīl, ciena, un Tu esi tāda viena, un bez Tevis nekas nesāksies. Es zinu, ko es varu,&amp;nbsp; ko zinu un ko ne- taču kabinetā es esmu superīga un man ir talants, spēks un ticība. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darbā esam narcisi. Bet ar brīnumainu misiju. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2012 15:18:19 GMT</pubDate>
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&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin-top:0cm;margin-right:11.25pt;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-left:14.25pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;color:#FF9966&quot;&gt;sen neesmu rakstījusi, bet.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin-top:0cm;margin-right:11.25pt;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-left:14.25pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;color:#FF9966&quot;&gt;am. šodien satiku Viņu.. &lt;br&gt;
tas nekas, ka sapnī. Viņa pieliecās man pie pleca un man pārskrēja skudriņas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin-top:0cm;margin-right:11.25pt;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-left:14.25pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;color:#FF9966&quot;&gt;Viņa teica &quot;mm..&quot; ..šis patīkamais tembrs mani
pārsteidz ikreiz, kad domāju, ka dzirdu Viņu, &lt;br&gt;
kad izliekos, ka dzirdu Viņu.. &lt;br&gt;
bet kad redzu.. oh.. &lt;br&gt;
baby you shot me. you shot me down.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
viņš teica- man nevajag neko daudz, neko.. daudz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin-top:0cm;margin-right:11.25pt;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-left:14.25pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;color:#FF9966&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;fuck.. i don`t need
anything! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin-top:0cm;margin-right:11.25pt;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-left:14.25pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;color:#FF9966&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;but Her. smaidu.
damn. i know She is somewhere there.. and i fucking feel Her already.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin-top:0cm;margin-right:11.25pt;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-left:14.25pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;color:#FF9966&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin-top:0cm;margin-right:11.25pt;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-left:14.25pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;color:#FF9966&quot;&gt;man ir tā palaimējies.. mēs esam 2000 km attālumā viena no
otras, bet es joprojām jūtu Viņas plaukstu uz manas muguras.. vai kā toreiz..
kad mēs gājām pa Viņas rajonu.. un rīvējamies ar pleciem un nesapratām.. kas tā
bija par enerģiju, bet tajā pašā laikā es nespēju.. no Viņas atrauties..
vienkārši nespēju. man bija bail, ja mēs atrausimies.. tas varētu būt uz
mūžiem. iekšēji es cīnījos ar sevi un šaustīju sevi par to, ko jutu pret Viņu. mīlestību..
iekāri. tobrīd domāju- šausmas, iekāre un.. pret meiteni.. man tā nekad nebija
bijis un es nespēju valdīties.. es nespēju neļauties.. tas šķita tik sirreāli. un..
man bija vienalga ko par mani.. vai mums.. domā. es nespēju atrauties. mēs turpinājām
iet..&lt;br style=&quot;mso-special-character:line-break&quot;&gt;
&lt;br style=&quot;mso-special-character:line-break&quot;&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin-top:0cm;margin-right:11.25pt;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-left:14.25pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;color:#FF9966&quot;&gt;oh.. and you will never know.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin-top:0cm;margin-right:11.25pt;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-left:14.25pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;color:#FF9966&quot;&gt;i will never show.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin-top:0cm;margin-right:11.25pt;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-left:14.25pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;color:#FF9966&quot;&gt;what i feel.. for you. what i need.. from you.. Imany
dzied tik skaisti manus vārdus no lūpām, ko klusām ikreiz veltu Viņai, kuras
radītā saule tā dedzina no iekšienes, ka saules stari plēš manas krūtis uz
pusēm, un es laužu Viņai dotos solījumus klusēt. ik reiz.. IK REIZ. ..kad
domāju, ka dzirdu Viņu.. &lt;br&gt;
kad izliekos, ka dzirdu Viņu..&lt;br&gt;
bet kad redzu.. oh!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
BUT!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
you will never know.. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
i will never show.. &lt;br&gt;
..no, no, no, NO!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Damned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Imany..</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>crazy</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 02 Aug 2011 13:40:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffcc33&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;man šodien acīm priekšā &lt;br&gt;visur zaļa zāle&lt;br&gt;un debesis tik zilas &lt;br&gt;vienu viet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffcc33&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tie mazie &lt;br&gt;baltie mākonīši&lt;br&gt;man plaukstā saspiežami šķiet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffcc33&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vēss vējš tik spēji šalko ausīs&lt;br&gt;nu nezinu&lt;br&gt;es nezinu nu dien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffcc33&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;es pēkšņi atskārtu &lt;br&gt;ka domājot par Tevi &lt;br&gt;es tiešām &lt;br&gt;smaidu &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffcc33&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nu tā mazliet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Jul 2011 14:15:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>es Tevi mīlu m. &lt;br /&gt;man galvā ir šausmas bet nekas. daktere saka, tie ir visstulbākie obsesīvi kompulsīvie traucējumi. es ticu. es pat fakin zinu to un man vienalga. es cenšos sevi pārvarēt. es cenšos ar sevi tikt galā. un tas nekas. tas ir fakin nekas, ka man reizēm gribas, jā, gribas sevi nogriezt. jā, es par to sapņoju reizēm, bet nekas. tas nekas. jo es ticu, es ceru, ka kļūs vieglāk. man ir gudra galva. ir grūti. &quot;izsaku Tev līdzjūtību&quot;. nu nekas. tas nekas. nevajag arī. man viss ir labi. tikai reizēm. es jūdzos, bet tas nekas. tas tiešām ir nekas. ka man gribās sevi mocīt. es nespēju. nespēju reizēm tam pretoties. man ir vienalga. vienalga, kas notiks un kas ar mani būs. man ir vieglāk, kad zinu. kad zinu, ka esat jūs un viss. tas nekas. tas nekas, ka man ir grūti un es ienīstu visu to. tas nekas, ka man reizēm ir tik fakin grūti. ka es to vairs nevaru izturēt. tas nekas. es elpoju dziļi un gaidu zāļu iedarbību. es ceru, ka atlaidīs. man to vajag, kā narkomānam. man to vajag. ne jau zāles. tās es neciešu un negribu. bet gribu no jauna piedzimt vai aiziet, es vairs nezinu. tik grūti, bet ir okay. tas nekas. tas tiešām ir nekas. viss būs labi. i can handle it. i fucking will.. ir un būs okay. damned!</description>
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  <lj:music>The nicest thing.</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>blah</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Jul 2011 21:33:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;brauciens uz majam, izraisija nelielas pardomas. ta ka visi veikali bija ciet un beidzot sagribejas paest un majas tads patuks leduskapis, iegaju turpat blakus esosa mcdonalda nopirku 1 burgeru un vel vienu ritam. iekartojos un taisijos baudit vakarinas, kad blakus pienaca 1 zens un jautaja man &quot;mozheti datj 20 santim pozhaluista - kushatj hochetsa.&quot; es skatijos uz vinu, samulsu un iedevu vinam 25 vai 30 santimus. vins paskatijas, pateica paldies un aizgaja. sajuta bija pavisam nelaga- apetite noplaka, ediens peksni likas negarsigs un skatiens mekleja to puiku. vinam bija kadi 10 - 12 un pulkstens ir gandriz 12 nakti.. un es domaju, ko vins tik velu dara ara.. un kur pie velna ir vina mamma?! es domaju, kapec iedevu vinam tik maz naudinas.. un kur vins palika.. un kur sada vela nakts stunda, kad veikali ir ciet var dabut paest par 25 santimiem? tas kluva nomacosi. apedu &quot;negarsigo&quot; edienu cik atri vareju un gaju neuzkritosi vinu meklet. kaut ka man likas ka mums abiem bus gruti taja mirkli. vins atkal ienaca. es kaut ka nesavacos un izgaju ara. pastaveju ara itka kadu gaidot un iegaju atpakal.. ieraudziju, ka puika apsedies pie viena galdina un skatas ka citi ed. sajuta palika vel nejaukaka. es sanemos, piegaju pie vina un iespiedu vinam rokas to burgeru, ko biju planojusi ritam. sajutos loti neerti, vins paskatijas uz manis, pasmaidija un pateica paldies. zenam bija tik skaistas un dzilas acis, ka man ieksa sametas jocigi. es pamaju ar galvu, izspiedu nelielu smaidu un noglastiju vinam mugurinu. un laidos no turienes cik atri vien vareju! vins izgaja pa citam durvim un solis manami bija pavisam cits jau - tads priecigs. vins iegaja seta un tur vinu jau gaidija puikas un teica &quot;iedod nokosties!&quot;. nezinu vai vinam tiesam gribejas est vai to naudu vins gribeja kam citam bet vins izskatijas apmierinats. tacu sajuta nekluva ipasi labaka es atcerejos ka reiz kad lietoju narkotikas, es ari ludzu cilvekiem naudu. man bija zel zena un bija skumji ari reize par sevi. es tik daudz cilvekiem reiz prasiju kadreiz naudu un vini uzticejas manam asaram un parasti iedeva, cik man vajadzeja. iznemot 1 sievieti. vina meginaja piedabut mani atzities ka esmu narkomane un es ietiepigi to noliedzu. sieviete redzeja ka man no kabatas regojas ara slirce. tas viss mani raisija pardomas ka es tik daudz esmu nemusi no cilvekiem, ka nu ir mana karta to atdot un ikreiz.. katru reiz.. kad man tagad kads paprasis naudu es vinam iedosu, vienalga cik man pasai paliks. man skiet man butu jaizperk pagatnes greki. tas butu pareizi. ir pienacis mans laiks dot, dot un velreiz dot.. dot tik daudz, cik vajadzigs. un cik vien lugs. drusku skumigi bet nu jaa. ta laikam ir hm..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Jun 2011 19:54:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>man patīk klusēt Viņai m.</title>
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  <description>Tavs maigi asais skatiens &lt;br /&gt;reibina ikreiz&lt;br /&gt;kad Tevi redzu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un zeltainajās matu cirtās&lt;br /&gt;Sprīdītis var &lt;br /&gt;nepārprotami ķert vēju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es savas jūtas &lt;br /&gt;neslēpju no Tevis &lt;br /&gt;un tomēr slēpju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu mani atradi &lt;br /&gt;bet &lt;br /&gt;šī sajūta&lt;br /&gt;ka Tevi sameklēju</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 16 Apr 2011 20:37:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>mhm..</title>
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  <description>reizēm.. es zinu.. es izsakos neadekvāti un lai neteiktu vairāk ka izturos neatbilstoši sabiedrībā pieņemtajām normām.. un pat zinot ka esmu robežpersonība, kas pasauli dala labajā un ļaunajā un kam ir grūtības saskatīt medaļas abas puses, es zinu, kas manā dzīvē un pasaulē ir patiesi labs. es pazīstu tos, kas manā dzīvē ir labie. un es zinu, ka Tu esi īpaša. un mani mīļie.. un man to nevajag pierādīt nevienam, es vienkārši to zinu un reizēm.. es varbūt to jūtu pārāk stipri. bet man patīk to just. tā nav slikta sajūta, tā ir pat ļoti laba.. skaista. un reizēm man gribas to pateikt, vai izrādīt un cilvēkiem kas ir patiesi nozmīgi manā dzīvē es to arī daru. jo galu galā mēs esam viens mirklis visuma mūžībā un kādēļ gan ne? jo tam, kas to novērtēs, sejā, iespējams, parādīsies smaids un un viņš sapratīs, zinās..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;galvā skan sena roxette dziesma, ko agrāk mēdzu dungot bieži&lt;br /&gt;&quot;once upon a time there was a little girl&lt;br /&gt;once she was mine&lt;br /&gt;in my heart the only one..&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reiz.. es braucu mašīnā ar vecākiem un pajautāju, ko nozīmē tas, ka mēs esam šajā pasaulē- &quot;kāda ir dzīves jēga&quot;, gaidot cerībā, ka mani vistuvākie cilvēki, kuru uzskati man šķita vieni no gudrākajiem, protams, zinās un spēs sniegt atbildi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;viņi saskatījās un saminstinājās. &lt;br /&gt;pēc klusuma brīža, kas šķita ļoti garš.. mamma ierunājās: &quot;pasaulē ir vairākas teorijas. un viena ir tā, ka visums sastāv no enerģijas. un ik dienu mēs ražojam enerģiju. gan labo, gan slikto. un visums barojas no tās. šīs teorijas pamatā ir tas, ka mūsu dzīves mērķis ir radīt vairāk labās enerģijas. ar katru smaidu, ar katru labu darbu un domu, ko mēs dodam apkārtējiem un galu galā sev, mēs radam šo enerģiju. labo. un tādejādi izpildām mūsu lomu dzīvē.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;es mīlu šo teoriju. un man patīk doma, ka to man pastāstīja tieši mani vecāki.&lt;br /&gt;un tas ir tas kam es patiesi ticu, tas ka mēs, cilvēki, varam mainīties. tas, ka paradoksāli, bet mēs varam padarīt visumu labāku. mēs varam nolikt par pašmērķi vairāk mīlēt un izrādīt to. jo reizēm arī pārlieku lielas rūpes nenozīmē mīlestību. viens glāsts vairāk vai mazāk, mīļš skatiens un mīļš vārds es ticu ka šīs 3 lietas spēj darīt lielas lietas un dziedināt mūsu iepriekšējās rētas. par daudz šajā pasaulē mums tā visa trūkst. man ļoti garšo salda tēja, un tagad ja es esmu ciemos un man piedāvā tēju es vienmēr palūdzu arī cukuru. reizēm cilvēki nobrīnās, ja to nelieto bet es tādā veidā rūpējos arī par sevi un vienkārši labu sajūtu sev. es cenšos ražot šo enerģiju. reizēm man sanāk, reizēm ne. bet ja es kādreiz, Tev to izrādu par daudz vai par maz, piedod man.  hm.. bet es neaizmirstu ka tas ir mans mērķis pasaulē. un arī es mācos un ar dozēšanu, mums ikvienam reizēm ir problēmas. un man patika, kad Tu mani vienreiz nosauci &quot;cilvēks ar putniem&quot;, tas liek man domāt, bet tajā pašā laikā dod sajūtu, ka man nav sevi jāierobežo. kā mana daktere teica &quot;pasaule psihiatrus uzskata par nedaudz dīvainiem un trakiem, tādēļ mēs tādi drīkstam būt.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;saldus sapņus un līdz nākamajai reizei..=*</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Mar 2011 12:12:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>vienkārši saulaina šodiena.</title>
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  <description>sometimes i think..&lt;br /&gt;there is no any other option&lt;br /&gt;just to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;to think of you.&lt;br /&gt;to hug you and kiss you.&lt;br /&gt;and perhaps u know&lt;br /&gt;that i know&lt;br /&gt;this is an unselfish love.&lt;br /&gt;you are like a little devil of mine.&lt;br /&gt;and i am your dove.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;and i care about you.&lt;br /&gt;and i don`t really give a fuck that i am without you.&lt;br /&gt;`cause i am with you.&lt;br /&gt;even without a presence. &lt;br /&gt;there is no any other option than &lt;br /&gt;me &lt;br /&gt;with, without you.&lt;br /&gt;somehow it just is.&lt;br /&gt;and you know &lt;br /&gt;i always miss.</description>
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  <lj:music>kambodge - zavtra ne budet. i don`t care! X)</lj:music>
  <lj:mood> in the mood.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Feb 2011 04:35:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>rock n` riga m.</title>
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  <description>jutu ka bus jaized puspacina zobupastas hhhh&lt;br /&gt;psc man vakar vienu bridi aizgaja ciet&lt;br /&gt;un vina mani ta ka maigi ieplaukaja un es peksni sagribeju vel un vel&lt;br /&gt;es vinai ludzu lai vina man sit pa seju&lt;br /&gt;konkreti&lt;br /&gt;vina negribeja&lt;br /&gt;bet es loti luduz&lt;br /&gt;un vina teica ka man uzsauks degoso ja es vinai to nekad neprasisu vairs un parakstisos uz liguma zem salvetes ka nekad to nedarisu vairs&lt;br /&gt;es vinai ludzu pirms tam man iesist 3 reizes specigi pa seju&lt;br /&gt;vina negribeja&lt;br /&gt;beigas vina aizgaja nopirkt degoso sev tikai un aicinaja mani lidza&lt;br /&gt;nu tip lai skatos ka vina dzer [jo garsigs pec velna vins un jadzer kamer deg]&lt;br /&gt;mes atnacam atpakal un vina piespieda man parakstities uz tas salvetes [teica gan ka tas keburs nav mans paraksts ;) ]&lt;br /&gt;bet ar noruinu ka vina pirms tam vairakas reizes specigi iesitiis pa seju&lt;br /&gt;nezinu kapec&lt;br /&gt;bet paldies dievam vina to izdarija &lt;br /&gt;vaigi diezgan ilgi palika sarti un karsti&lt;br /&gt;man isteniba loti patika ta sajuta&lt;br /&gt;un uzsauca man degoso&lt;br /&gt;es gribeju vel bet vina teica ja es lugsu vel vina savaks mantinas un aizies prom&lt;br /&gt; nekur jau neaizietu jo tur pat blakus bija ari elina ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.s. vakar akal nezeligi izterejos! fak man laikam vajadziga palidziba&lt;br /&gt;nata mana</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Feb 2011 10:11:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>bija skaists absinta vakars ar viņiem, mēs ārdoties iekritām rozā aizmirstības spilvenos m.</title>
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  <description>reizēm pēkšņi paliek tik skumji un vientuļi un Tu pati nesaproti kādēļ.....man ir brīnišķīgākie draugi pasaulē, mīļākie vecāki un māsas un brāļi, supermīļa daktere un sapņi par 1 velnišķīgu meiteni.....bet.. ko es gribu m? ģimeni, bērnus mīļoto sev blakām un to velnišķīgo meiteni laikam.. mēs būtu skaists trio, kur viņi nezinātu 1 par otra esamību un darītu mani par laimīgāko meiteni pasaulē.. iespējams..vai arī varbūt man gribētos vienkārši beidzot iemīlēties m.. fak</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 08 Jan 2011 20:40:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>vēlos vēl vienu tetovējumu!! ka lai izvēlās pareizo zimējumu, uzzīmē to kas... kā?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Oct 2010 19:53:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>kapec mes visi nevaram dzivot un ilgi un muzigi? but jauni un skaisti visu laiku.. es ienistu so evoluciju kad mums jazaude tik daudzi. fuck vins ievilka savu pedejo elpu mana prieksa, man ir tik sudigi. es iedomajos ka butu bijis man vina vieta. pavisam viens pavisam viens un cik gruti vinam bija. es paludzu Dievinu par vinu es ceru ka vins man kadreiz piedos....es negribu savu kapsetu.. cik tas ir netaisnigi ka mums visiem jamirst. es to nevaru pienemt un laikam nekad nepienemsu..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;kada svesa saruna m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10:50:32] nata mana: chau miiljaa&lt;br /&gt;[10:50:52] nata mana: beidzot sanjeemu veestuli no slimniicas&lt;br /&gt;[10:51:00] nata mana: beidzot kaut kas iet uz priekshu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[14:52:50] m: malacis skaistulit. man tiesam prieks par Tevi. es pasmaiditu Tev loti loti stipri bet nevaru jo man  sodien nomira mans pirmais pacients un es nevaru piedo....- bet Tu zini ka es priecajos par Tevi no visas sirds m..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:09:44] nata mana: vai tad vinjsh nomira tavas vainas peec?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:11:04] m: hm..mes vinu nereanimejam ar profesoru. vins ievilka pedejo elpu es aizskreju pec profesora vins vairs neelpoja. profesors uzskatija ka nav jegas reanimet.. jutos slikti. iesu sadzersos savos truxalus un xanaxus..&lt;br /&gt;[15:12:07] m: vinu vareja jau vel meginat reanimet.. vins bija terminals protams..4dienas nogulejis majas kamer atrasts, nu dzerajs bet vienlga..&lt;br /&gt;[15:12:21] m: 1931.g.&lt;br /&gt;[15:13:22] m: es nesaprotu.. nu daktere teica ka vinam ta vieglak jo mocijas ilgi bet..sajuta nav laba..&lt;br /&gt;[15:14:21] m: un vakardienas jocins par vina izsutumu liek man justies vel drankigak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:14:21] nata mana: tu katru reizi kad tev kaads nomirs salietosies zaales?&lt;br /&gt;[15:14:23] nata mana: :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:14:36] m: man nekad neviens nav bijis nomiris vel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:14:49] nata mana: KAA raimonds teica- mees visi veidosim savu privaato kapseetu&lt;br /&gt;[15:15:07] nata mana: shodien tu atveeri saveejo&lt;br /&gt;[15:15:08] nata mana: :)&lt;br /&gt;[15:15:19] nata mana: M,taa ir bijis un taa buus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:15:22] m: mila nav smiekligi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:15:26] nata mana: mees glabaasim pashi to negribot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:15:31] m: blaviens..&lt;br /&gt;[15:15:39] m: es negribu..&lt;br /&gt;[15:15:47] m: kapec mes nevar glabt neglabajot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15:15:58] nata mana: nu nevajag jau utopijaas&lt;br /&gt;[15:15:59] nata mana: :D&lt;br /&gt;[15:16:07] nata mana: padomaa pati -terminaals&lt;br /&gt;[15:16:10] nata mana: vecs&lt;br /&gt;[15:16:18] nata mana: domaa ka tagad vinjam nav labaak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:16:22] m: es zinu tas retorisks jautajums bet nu Tu saproti mani :)&lt;br /&gt;[15:16:43] m: es vispar gribu lai mes visi visu laiku esam jauni un skaisti un mums nekas nekais&lt;br /&gt;[15:16:48] m: kapec ta nevar but?&lt;br /&gt;[15:17:22] m: sodien satiku kristaopu roziti- vinam pirmais pacients nomira pirms 2 nedelam un zinko vins man teica? &quot;PO...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;[15:17:47] m: vai tas ta ir normali?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:17:49] nata mana: principaa jaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:18:07] m: es vispar domaju ka mums butu jajutas taja bridi kad kads aIZIET?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:18:08] nata mana: ja tu taa reagjeesi uz katru -domaaju,ka mediciina nav tad tev...&lt;br /&gt;[15:18:35] nata mana: runaa ka gruuti pie pirmajiem 5&lt;br /&gt;[15:18:39] nata mana: peec tam pierod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:18:48] m: vai nebutu pareizi justies vainigam par katru lietu ko nesi izdarijis? nu ta no teoretiski filozofiska viedokla?&lt;br /&gt;[15:19:05] m: vai pierodot mes neklustam par kaut kadiem zombijiem vai dzivniekiem?&lt;br /&gt;[15:19:19] m: nejutot kad kads mirst?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:19:37] nata mana: nu o.k reanimeetu vinju&lt;br /&gt;[15:19:42] nata mana: nodziivotu veel dienu&lt;br /&gt;[15:19:55] nata mana: un?&lt;br /&gt;[15:20:16] nata mana: padomaa par diagnozi,vecumu,perspektiivaam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:20:20] m: varbut vins vel nodzivotu ilgi? ja nu mums izdotos vinu stabilizet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:20:38] nata mana: terminaalu 1931 gadaa dzimushu?&lt;br /&gt;[15:20:59] nata mana: cik tu zini par hnm,tad rodas jautaajums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:21:11] m: kapec ne.. es domaju par to ka vins ir 1 gadu jaunaks ka mana vecmammite.. tas nav pareizi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:21:24] nata mana: nebaaz visus vienaa maisaa&lt;br /&gt;[15:21:33] nata mana: tava ome mirst no nieru mazspeejas?&lt;br /&gt;[15:21:42] nata mana: vinaji ir peedeejaa stadija?&lt;br /&gt;[15:21:48] nata mana: vinjai ir komplikaacijas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:22:21] m: nu ja es jau to visu saprotu mila tikai vienkarsi pardzivoju tik stulbi.. manas dakteres vel nebija. inga teica ka mani tik izmususu neesot redzejusi nekad vel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:22:27] m: vinai ir nieru mazspeja..&lt;br /&gt;[15:22:32] m: bet nu tas ta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:23:04] nata mana: zini cita lieta buutu ja tev buutu kaada miris no cistiita&lt;br /&gt;[15:23:05] nata mana: :D&lt;br /&gt;[15:23:14] nata mana: Vot tad vajadzeetu domaat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:23:20] m:vinam bija toksiska dismetabola encefalopatija. dekompensacija. hipohidratacija. anm. izgulejumi.&lt;br /&gt;[15:23:26] m: hhh nesmidini ;)&lt;br /&gt;[15:23:49] m: no cistita hi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:24:58] m: es nezinu mila man drusku paliek bail. no ta visa. ja mes savas kludas apraksim kaut kada veida, tas gulsies uz musu sirdsapzinas visu muzu un tas vispar bus greks? mes nonaksim elle sanak ? nu ta hipotetiski..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:25:45] m: ja nu vinu ir daudz? es vispar negribu nevienu nomirusu.... es negribu nevienam nodarit pari hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:26:29] nata mana: tad tu esi izveeleejusies ne to profesiju&lt;br /&gt;[15:26:31] nata mana: :D&lt;br /&gt;[15:26:51] nata mana: ARII psihoterapeitam pacienti meedz kaarties&lt;br /&gt;[15:27:26] m: :) nu ja bet tur es vismaz busu ar vinu pirms tam parunajusies ;) es brinos par to visu.. par emocijam kas musos rodas pe ta visa..&lt;br /&gt;[15:28:56] m: mes ka mediki klustam ka zombiji- pirmaja momenta pec tam es nevareju pat diagnozi uzrakstit daktere atnaca un uzrakstija.. pirms dakteres meginaju sazvanit mammu necela- asaras sariesas acis. un dienas otraja puse jau viss okay it ka puslidz tikai tads savads smagums sirdi.&lt;br /&gt;[15:29:16] m: vai mes kas liekam citiem diagnozes saja pasa momenta skaitamies normali?&lt;br /&gt;[15:29:34] m: zaudejusi speju but empatiskiem pacientaa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:29:52] nata mana: nee nu ja tu maaki nesaaluzt peec taa visa&lt;br /&gt;[15:29:57] nata mana: tu vari kaukt par katru&lt;br /&gt;[15:30:20] nata mana: bet neviens maajas tevi negaidiis un nejutiisies laimiigi -ja katru pacientu aizvadiisi kaa radinieku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:32:35] m: es zinu un saprotu.. bet es domaju par to 1 cilveku kuru ejot pirms 2 nedelam uz gastroenterologijas ciklu izveda maisa man garam.. tas bija it ka neilgs bridis- bet es neko nejutu un es jutos vainiga par to ta ka drusku. es domaju vai mes kad busim pasi tur tada maisa [nu it ka jau saka neko nejut vairs] bet teoretiski vai mes gribesim ka mums paiet garam un neko nejut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:33:02] nata mana: piezvani dakterei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:33:18] nata mana: iisteniibaa tava reakcija mani dara uzmaniigu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:33:30] m: nevaru - vinai opere ahileja cipslu mila..&lt;br /&gt;[15:33:55] m: ja es par to visu domaju hm..&lt;br /&gt;[15:34:20] nata mana: tevnav citu par ko domaat/&lt;br /&gt;[15:34:43] m: ok piedo es vienkarsi drusku pardzivoju sava nodaba&lt;br /&gt;[15:34:54] nata mana: es zinu saule&lt;br /&gt;[15:35:19] nata mana: bet tu sev dari paari&lt;br /&gt;[15:35:52] m: ta ir.. bet es negribu palikt kaut kads monstrs kas neko nejut. man sap redzot tadus dakterus.&lt;br /&gt;[15:36:38] m: dzive nave dzive nave  viss notiek uz naza asmens. te Tu esi viena puse te otra..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:37:47] nata mana: Tev bail no naaves?&lt;br /&gt;[15:37:51] m: ok nenem mani galva es sodien neesmu sava ada..bet sis domas, sie jautajumi retoriskie un neretoriskie  man isteniba moka labu laicinu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:38:33] nata mana: nee nu mani uztrauc tas kaa juuties&lt;br /&gt;[15:38:40] nata mana: un tu zini,ka es nemaaku zheelot&lt;br /&gt;[15:38:40] nata mana: :D&lt;br /&gt;[15:38:55] nata mana: Man liekas,ka zheeloshana liek paniikt veel vairaak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:39:40] m: hm.. ja - paradoksali bet visas trakaas lietas esmu darijusi  lai parvaretu bailes no naves- durusies, dzesusi cigaretes uz sevis, griezusies bet pie atbildes neesmu lidz sim nonakusi vel. hm tev izdodas daudz labak ka Tev pasai liekas..&lt;br /&gt;[15:39:59] m: Tu zini cik Tu man esi ipasa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:40:14] nata mana: a kaapec tev bail no naaves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:41:57] m: nezinu jau no bernibas man ta- mazina biju man likas ka pa nakti nosmaksu un ja parkarsu roku par gultu zalais paklajs parvertisies par krokodilu un nokodis man vinu un mani pasu, cuskas noznaugs. biesi naktis es tadel neesmu varejusi gulet. un pa dienu ja mammite gul biezi esmu nakusi parbaudit un vienkarsi verot vai vina elpo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:42:22] nata mana: daaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:44:27] m: tas ir divaini. bet nu ja es nedomaju ka nodzivosu ilgi. es sakuma man bija plans isteniba uztaist pasnavibu pec vidusskolas beigsanas - neuztaisiju un nobijos. un tad sakas cinins ar navi pieradit ka man nav bail. reiz prakse sastridejos ar mammu un gribeju pargriezt sev venas bet ari nobijos un palika mammites zel. lietoju visu ko visur briesmaas gaju tiku sista un dauzita tikai lai pieraditu un parstatu baidities. nakosais etaps man plana bija nomirt tad ka merilinai monro 30 gados&lt;br /&gt;[15:45:28] m: skaista bagata un mileta burvigi..&lt;br /&gt;[15:46:13] nata mana: :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:47:03] m: vienmer atceros ko tetis man teica- lai vai ka mes piedzimstam vieni [vientuli] un nomirstam vieni [vientuli]. tas skan baisi diezgan</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Sep 2010 06:08:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>kaut kas no aizvakardienas manis m.</title>
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  <description>&lt;table border=&quot;0&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); &quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td xclass=&quot;control&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; &quot;&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;0&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot; cellpadding=&quot;12&quot; cellspacing=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; &quot;&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;fixed&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#3333FF&quot;&gt;no matter how far you`re going..&lt;br&gt;somehow i never let you go.&lt;br&gt;you`re an accident i`m chasing for&lt;br&gt;and it will allways happen so.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and you say what if i can`t ever see you again..&lt;br&gt;no. it`s not true.&lt;br&gt;i actually do.&lt;br&gt;my eyes have copied&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;YOU.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;thousand and thousand of times you`re filling my hard drives.&lt;br&gt;my desks are full-&lt;br&gt;you can never end up.&lt;br&gt;you can never cease.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i see you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;and that`s it indeed..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>regina spector - samson</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Apr 2010 20:49:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>vienkārši tāda nots šovakar..</title>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#6633FF&quot;&gt;I love you, my mother.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#6633FF&quot;&gt;I love you, my father.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#6633FF&quot;&gt;I love you, my grandmas.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#6633FF&quot;&gt;I love you, my grandpa.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#6633FF&quot;&gt;I love you, my brothers. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#6633FF&quot;&gt;And sister and others..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#9999FF&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#FF99FF&quot;&gt;I love&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#FF99FF&quot;&gt;like no one ever does or did.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#FF99FF&quot;&gt;It just happened somehow and it is.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#6633FF&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#6633FF&quot;&gt;I love you, my friends.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#6633FF&quot;&gt;I love you, my doctor.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#6633FF&quot;&gt;I love your helping hand.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#6633FF&quot;&gt;I feel your goodness and your lovely odor..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#6633FF&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#6633FF&quot;&gt;I love you, my grass.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#6633FF&quot;&gt;I love you, my river.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#6633FF&quot;&gt;I love you, my stars,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#6633FF&quot;&gt;On that old roof.. you make me shiver..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#6633FF&quot;&gt;I love you, grand stones&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#6633FF&quot;&gt;I love you, my trees&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#6633FF&quot;&gt;I love you, my dogs,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#6633FF&quot;&gt;Running with you, losing my head and the
sand under my feet.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#CC0000&quot;&gt;I love you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#CC0000&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; font-size: medium; &quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#CC0000&quot;&gt;like&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#CC0000&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; font-size: medium; &quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#CC0000&quot;&gt;no one ever does or did.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#FF0000&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#FF0000&quot;&gt;It just happened somehow,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#FF0000&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; font-size: medium; &quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#FF0000&quot;&gt;no shame,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#FF0000&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; font-size: medium; &quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#FF0000&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal; font-size: medium; &quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#FF0000&quot;&gt;it
really&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#FF0000&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; font-size: medium; &quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal; font-size: medium; &quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#FF0000&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; font-size: medium; &quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#FF0000&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; font-size: medium; &quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal; font-size: medium; &quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#FF0000&quot;&gt;is.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>skan kaut kas nesakarīgs..</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>ne-dievišķs.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 Mar 2010 05:20:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>love amanda.. fucking crazy hot bi palmer........</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: xx-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#FF6666&quot;&gt;i can paint my face.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#CC33CC&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: xx-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: xx-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#FF0000&quot;&gt;and stand very very still.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#CC33CC&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: xx-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: xx-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#FF6600&quot;&gt;it`s not very practical.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#CC33CC&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: xx-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; color=&quot;#CC33CC&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: xx-large;&quot;&gt;but it still pays the bills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>eluveitie - inis mona</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>anxious</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 15:45:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>nezinu. nespeju runat. ne..nespeju. varbut vienk nevelos. ne nevis nevelos bet baidos.. man vajag Vina palidzibu. un vins to zina. loti labi zina.. un es ceru ka palidzes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;milu jus visus un skupstu !!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 15:23:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>piens ar moku.&lt;br /&gt;un moka ar pienu. caaliski dzelteni mati un divains noskanojums. &lt;br /&gt;rit nedrikst aizmirst fonendoskopu.. &lt;br /&gt;i wonder..kas mus sarga...vai Vinai/m ir kads ipass grafiks..? katru dienu no aids mirst 8000 cilveku..no tuberkulozes- 5000... katru dienu.. ka Vins/a zin m? kas notiek sai pasaule.. kas notiek mums apkart.. sniegparslas aiz loga krit un liekas reizem roka necelas vairak neko.. ka es zinasu.. ka es zinasu, ka Vins/a pasargas manu gimeni un mani? ka es zinasu.. cik ilgi tas bus.. vai Vins/a pagurst, vai ir piipauze..? vai vienkarsi mes sanemam to ko pelnijusi?? i wonder.. how.. when.. why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still&lt;br /&gt;one never knows........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sodien iespejams nomiris vel kads man tuvam cilvekam mils cilveks....varbut..es isti nezinu. &lt;br /&gt;kapec &lt;br /&gt;kapec ta notiek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es to vairs nevaru uztvert normali..ne filozofiski, ne ar sirdi.. ne ka citadi..ta nak.. pie ikkatra no mums un.. there`s no way out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patverties moka ar pienu.. un gitaras konduktor skanaas..bet ne jau ilgi..ne jau muzibu</description>
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  <lj:music>tori amos - smells like teen spirit</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 31 Jan 2010 11:46:36 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>mmmmmsdien taps mans pirmais tattoo. mans pirmais tetovejums nav joka lieta. es vakar smekeju kadas 3 cigaretes nu varbut drusku mazak. diz man akal saksies paranoja.. tas ir tikai laika jautajums.....FAAAAAAAAAK!!! un rita pie profesores, vina man pateiks vai man ir kakla vezis vai nau. tpu tpu tpu&lt;br /&gt;i`m going nuts!!!&lt;br /&gt;MES SODIEN PIPESIM AKL ZALI. VAKAR PIPEJAM ARI. SODIEN MAN AR Vikk bija jaiet pakal dounatiniem. es vinu tik loti milu bet sanaks akal piekast..brrrr aaaa kaaa man neptik !!!1&lt;br /&gt;kaaa es to ieniiistu!!!!&lt;br /&gt;vecaki un bralis mani nositis par tetovejumu !! bet es vinus tik loti milu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai es visus milu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psc!!! es gribu apelsinus un skupstities!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 10:17:49 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>baaac! sodien man paliek 26! jutos divaini skaista......!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 23:14:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ardities!</title>
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  <description>es sodien domaju ka tas ir... tikties ar dzeku pec.. Vinaam. un pec.. tik ilga laika. i wonder how it is to fall in love. and is it real at all?&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i never see my unborn child grow up?&lt;br /&gt;i wonder is it gonna be he or she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;..i have cut thorugh the heart of trees growing old and straight&lt;br /&gt;i have taken fish from water&lt;br /&gt;and birds from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my life i have needed death so that my life can be&lt;br /&gt;when i die  i must give life&lt;br /&gt;to what has nourished me..&lt;br /&gt;the earth receives my body and gives it to the plants&lt;br /&gt;and to the caterpillars &lt;br /&gt;to the birds &lt;br /&gt;and coyotes..&lt;br /&gt;each in its own time so that the circle of life is never broken.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i can dream only of it. scarification. though my body resists. scars and knife.. they take my brain away....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sasitas dures un skapji. kartejais grieziens.. man vajadzes aizpildit aadu ar skaistu zimejumu. tatad akal griezisim.. laikam salauzu roku</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 09:52:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;My friend has problems with winter and autumn they give him prescriptions they shine bright lights on him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
They say it&apos;s genetic, they say he can&apos;t help it, they say you can catch it - but sometimes you&apos;re born with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
My friend has blight, he gets shakes in the night and they say that there&apos;s no way that they could have caught it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Time takes his toll on him it is traditional, it is inherited predispositional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
All day I&apos;ve been wondering what is inside of me who can I blame for it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
I say it runs in the family this family that carries me to such great lengths, to open my legs up to anyone who&apos;ll have me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
It runs in the family I come by it honestly do what you want &apos;cause who knows it might fill me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Fill me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
My friend&apos;s depressed she&apos;s a wreck she&apos;s a mess they&apos;ve done all sorts
of tests and they guess it has something to do with her grandmother&apos;s
grandfather&apos;s grandmother&apos;s civil war soldiers who badly infected her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
My friend has maladies, shrickets, and allergies that she dates back to the 17th century&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Somehow she manages, in her misery strips in the city and shares all her best tricks with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Well I&apos;m well well I mean I&apos;m in hell well I still have my health at least that&apos;s what they tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
If wellness is this what in hells name is sickness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
But business is business and BUSINESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Runs in the family we tend to bruise easily bad in the blood I&apos;m
telling you &apos;cause I just want you to know me - know me and my family
we&apos;re wonderful folks, but don&apos;t get too close to me &apos;cause you might
knock me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Knock me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Mary have mercy now look what I&apos;ve done but don&apos;t blame me because I can&apos;t help where I come from and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Running is something that we&apos;ve always done well and mostly I can&apos;t even tell what I&apos;m running from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Run from their pity from responsibility run from the country and run from the city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
I can run from the law I can run from myself I can run from my life I can run into debt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
I can run from it all I can run &apos;til I&apos;m gone I can run for the office and run for my cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
I can run using every last ounce of energy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
I cannot, I cannot, I cannot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Run from my family they&apos;re hiding inside of me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Corpses on ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Doubt me if you like but just don&apos;t tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
My family they&apos;d never forgive me they&apos;d say that I&apos;m crazy but they would say anything if it would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Shut me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Shut me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Shut me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Shut me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;
Me up&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>amanda.. my love =p</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>in wait...</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 11:54:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the ghosts of my mind</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;people say u&apos;re an idiot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;they don&apos;t know a thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;things that come and sneak into our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;so tiny and invisible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;destroying
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;laughing 

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;that&apos;s my misery

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;i hate them
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;want to kill them and enjoy destroying

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;they kill my vision
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;they do destroy
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;they kill my attitude
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;of things i was assured

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;people say i&apos;m crazy
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;people say i&apos;m weak

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;keep swimming in the sea of pain
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;but they do keep to sneak and sneak

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;these phobias and paniced times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;these crazy things and thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;they come and sneak 
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;and sneak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;and sneak
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;and kill you sleeping
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;like a goat

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;u think u&apos;ve found a shelter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;but they come
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;they come
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;and know
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;safety&apos;s what i need
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;but the only way is to blow 


&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----
&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;god i wish it wasn&apos;t me standing in these shoes&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>running nothing but running..</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 08:58:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>amanda - my love</title>
  <link>http://klab.lv/users/unplugged/84727.html</link>
  <description>Remember the fair ma, the two of us there ma, by the merry-go-round&lt;br /&gt;I stood there entranced, as the bright colours danced, to the magical sound,&lt;br /&gt;Just a dollar for pleasure untold, and I rode in a world of scarlet and gold,&lt;br /&gt;Look mummy no hands, I&apos;m riding the roundabout all by myself,&lt;br /&gt;Look mummy no hands, I called as I passed her faster and faster,&lt;br /&gt;Hold on tight darling, she called out in fear, but I laughed and pretended that I couldn&apos;t hear,&lt;br /&gt;How careless we are when we&apos;re young,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the years of the salt and the tears, do you recall?&lt;br /&gt;I hated you when you said be back by ten, I knew it all,&lt;br /&gt;Always asking to know what I&apos;d done, but as far as I knew I was just having fun,&lt;br /&gt;Look mummy no hands, I know how to take good care of myself,&lt;br /&gt;Look mummy no hands, please don&apos;t be a bore, cause I know the score,&lt;br /&gt;She tried to warn me, but I wouldn&apos;t heed her,&lt;br /&gt;I was grown up and I didn&apos;t need her,&lt;br /&gt;How careless we are when we&apos;re young,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the daughter and all that you taught her, she&apos;s grown up at last,&lt;br /&gt;With a child of her own, she struggles alone as the years all fly past,&lt;br /&gt;But now you&apos;re not there to answer her call,&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re not there to catch her when she stumbles and falls,&lt;br /&gt;Look mummy no hands, I&apos;m having to do this all by myself,&lt;br /&gt;Look mummy no hands, I used to dismiss you, now I just miss you,&lt;br /&gt;As my child grows away from me, I feel my heart sinking,&lt;br /&gt;But I look back and smile and I find myself thinking,&lt;br /&gt;How careless we are when we&apos;re young.</description>
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  <lj:music>look mummy no hands..</lj:music>
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