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    <description><![CDATA[♥ I’m Deirdre Rose
♥ I'm 17 years old
♥ I’m a senior
♥ I'm a dancer
♥ I have light brown hair &amp;&amp; blue eyes
♥ I'm about &quot;5'4&quot;
♥ I weigh around 95 pounds
♥ I love my friends
♥ [&amp;&amp;] I’m over dramatic]]></description>
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	      <title><![CDATA[Burning Truth]]></title>
	      <link>http://t0old4lovegames.buzznet.com/user/journal/51232/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Normally, I don't just open up to people. I'm afraid if I do, I'll spill my life secrets. I have a lot of secrets. Some I haven't even told my best friend. I'm scared to be loved! I'm scared to be with him for more than a few months. I feel terrible once we break up because I love him more than anyone else in this world, but I'm terrified to let him in too much. I figure it's safer to keep a clean distance. I could possibly be wrong. Maybe loves me just as much, but I continuously push him away. I'm just sick of getting hurt. My heart probably will never heal. That's not his fault either. Maybe if I didn't hold all my secrets to the last little second, I could deal better. Still, I can blame everything and everyone in the world, but that I won't make me feel any better about myself. I <span style="text-decoration: line-through; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">l hate myself</span></span></div>]]></description>
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	      <dc:date>2006-09-05T15:49:21Z</dc:date>
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