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		<description><![CDATA[The hole in my heart can only be filled with one thing. Only then will I be whole. My heart can&#8217;t possibly break when it wasn&#8217;t even whole to start with, so I wait until that day comes, when I can fully possess my heart.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=myoneword.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7566261&amp;post=776&amp;subd=myoneword&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[I don&#8217;t remember that feeling, but perhaps it was obsession. I felt like I could have been obsessed with FC, and it didn&#8217;t seem like a healthy obsession. Is any obsession healthy? In the end, I just wanted a little more of FC&#8230;just a little.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=myoneword.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7566261&amp;post=773&amp;subd=myoneword&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[She flips through her scarves to pick the best one for today. There is a black one that her mother gave her, a red one that&#8217;s always been her favourite, and a white one that she couldn&#8217;t resist getting after falling in love with it at first sight. There was just something about scarves that [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=myoneword.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7566261&amp;post=771&amp;subd=myoneword&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;We are going,&#8221; said the girl firmly. The three words didn&#8217;t come in the form of a question; she didn&#8217;t need to ask for his opinion, for what she said was a statement, in it representing her anger, her disbelief, and her disappointment.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=myoneword.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7566261&amp;post=768&amp;subd=myoneword&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Mar 2011 22:17:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[His eyes follows the butterfly, and he wondered how they could fly so elegantly in the rose garden. Then a net catches the beautiful creature and it was trapped, no longer able to flutter about the field of blood-redness. What now? He wondered.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=myoneword.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7566261&amp;post=766&amp;subd=myoneword&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:38:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Busy bee, flocking from here to there like a popular queen. Secretly she was lonely, and she needed the distraction to make her feel that she was loved, that she fit in. A party here and a party there, yet she was always by herself, even with tens of people around her. She wasn&#8217;t really [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=myoneword.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7566261&amp;post=764&amp;subd=myoneword&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Mar 2011 22:04:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I almost did it again, but I held back this time. After all, how many times had I tried to sever ties with someone I loved so that I wouldn&#8217;t be hurt again? The result was always more pain &#8211; what a stupid thing to do. I will not make that same mistake again.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=myoneword.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7566261&amp;post=762&amp;subd=myoneword&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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