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    <title type='text'>avgrl</title>
    <subtitle type='html'>A fubar user blog.</subtitle>
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        <id>tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-172738.889937</id>
        <published>2008-10-03T05:00:42-07:00</published>
        <updated>2008-10-03T05:00:42-07:00</updated>
            <title type='text'>Closure</title>
            <content type='html'>I trusted him.  I believed him.  I made excuses for him.  No not abusive but a long distance relationship.  Well if you can call it that looking back.

I respected him and kept things quiet for the most part told my friends about us no one we had in common.  He said it was cause he didn't want anyone to know his private life.  I wanted to believe that but I now wonder how many others did he have believing him, believing they were special to him.  He would make promises but not follow through then say that he didn't want me questioning his honesty because that was the most important thing to him.  He just had a lot going on.  

I wasn't a FU girl friend that was never what I wanted yet it turned into all I was.  I guess he wanted to see how much he could get from me.  I kept giving, not things but emotions something I hold very close and almost never give out.

I can't believe I fell for that I would tell anyone they are a fool.  But I guess I'm so desperate to believe someone could love me that I believed the lies.  How could I be so blind?  I really loved him now I don't know that I will ever trust my feelings again.  I don't trust people but stepped outside of myself to do so now I don't know that I will be able to do that again.  
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        <id>tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-172738.871716</id>
        <published>2008-09-06T09:05:53-07:00</published>
        <updated>2008-09-06T09:05:53-07:00</updated>
            <title type='text'>Promises</title>
            <content type='html'>Promises

Can make you feel as if your floating on air
Mean the world and show that your cared about 
Give you something to look forward to
Show you can trust and believe in someone 
Give hope and faith 

Broken Promises

Make you feel as if your worth nothing
Can crush your spirit
Can kill all belief and trust
Can hurt and bring tears
Can destroy your world and bring you down to nothing

Pleading

Please don't promise if you don't intend to follow thru
Please don't promise if you don't mean it 
Please don't promise if your desire is to hurt me
Please don't promise unless you really mean it
Please don't promise just to make me happy</content>
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    <entry>
        <id>tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-172738.836068</id>
        <published>2008-07-15T04:35:25-07:00</published>
        <updated>2008-07-15T04:35:25-07:00</updated>
            <title type='text'>Please....</title>
            <content type='html'>Please...

Don't talk to me if it's about what you can get from me...
I have nothing left to give

Don't say nice things to me to get them in return...
I deeply hurt when I hear them

Don't ask me what's wrong...
I just may tell you

Don't promise me you'll be there always
I'll wanna believe that but I can't

Don't tell me I'm special...
I want that more then anything

Don't expect much out of me...
I'm broken

Don't say you love me...
I want that more then anything</content>
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    <entry>
        <id>tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-172738.774887</id>
        <published>2008-04-28T04:46:28-07:00</published>
        <updated>2008-04-28T04:46:28-07:00</updated>
            <title type='text'>Untitled</title>
            <content type='html'>Your messages make me smile
Every time I get a message my heart beats faster
I watch my phone every day hoping

The sound of your voice sends chills down my spine
Send shock waves through my body 
Flipping a switching, leaving it on

I dream of you, of the time we will be together
Wishing, hoping it will come true
Your arms around me, holding me tight

Falling harder and harder
Hoping your doing the same
I love you, hoping you do the same</content>
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    <entry>
        <id>tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-172738.766685</id>
        <published>2008-04-18T03:23:55-07:00</published>
        <updated>2008-04-18T03:23:55-07:00</updated>
            <title type='text'>Don’t be a victim of high gas prices!</title>
            <content type='html'>Don’t be a victim of high gas prices!

Did you know that traders of energy commodities like oil don’t have to report to the government like traders of other items such as wheat or corn? Loopholes in the law (created by those at Enron just before their financial scandal became public) allow wall street types to speculate as wildly as they wish on what is happening in the oil market without any real basis on supply and demand. You pay more at the pump thanks to this over speculation. Prices of groceries are skyrocketing and many can’t afford the gas to drive to work.  The economy is on a downward spiral with Americans and fuel retailers paying the way for investment bankers and hedge funds to get richer.

 

Take control of gas prices out of Wall Street and back in the hands of basic business sense where it belongs.

Join your local convenience stores and petroleum distributors in supporting a law requiring energy traders to report to the government the same way all other traders are required to. Log on to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.CloseTheEnronLoophole.com&quot;&gt;Close The Enron Loop Hole&lt;/a&gt; and click on the red button “Write your Representatives and Senators Today” to urge legislators to support this bill. Hurry, this bill is being debated NOW! If the public doesn’t show their support it may be another year before the bill is debated again. Who knows how high gas prices may be pushed by then.

 

The public isn't the only one who suffers from high gas prices. As budgets are tightened customers spend less money on convenience items inside the store, the real source of profit for locally owned and operated petroleum business owners. Americans use credit cards more, driving up operating costs and eating into profits. Members of the Petroleum Marketers and Convenience Stores of Iowa actively work to fight high gas prices and protect the communities they serve. </content>
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    <entry>
        <id>tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-172738.690270</id>
        <published>2008-01-27T23:10:46-08:00</published>
        <updated>2008-01-27T23:10:46-08:00</updated>
            <title type='text'>The Boy</title>
            <content type='html'>Out among the shadows
Lies the emotions of a young child
His pain, triumph, and love
All the passions are hiding, running away
He looks at what the future holds
Yet he has no idea where he’s going
He must grow older and face the truth
He must smell the eternal smell
The smell of what’s deep down inside
The smell of fresh warm sticky sweat
He feels the pounding of the heart
His passions are coming out into the light
He runs into the shadows
Away to hide from the pain
He sees the wiser answer
He sees the light
He has grown and aged beyond the age
Reaching a smarter medium
Ouch, slap, it all becomes reality
Being the wisest will never happen
It was all a dream
He steps back and learns where he is
He now sees he must grow
He must now learn to love
He must now learn to control his emotions
Step by step he makes his way
Learning and growing
Aging with the time
Becoming the wiser never the wisest</content>
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    <entry>
        <id>tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-172738.690268</id>
        <published>2008-01-27T23:09:38-08:00</published>
        <updated>2008-01-27T23:09:38-08:00</updated>
            <title type='text'>Return it To Me</title>
            <content type='html'>A sense of panic over came my sleep
Total awareness and consciousness
Closed eyes, sleep filled, not moving, not blinking
Aware and not liking, loathing the helplessness
Don’t stir, don’t move, it may worsen
Why the constant pursuit when it’s not right
Not brought about, pushed away
Far from being able to cry out yet yelling inside
A sudden shirt – He rests – He waits
Move a little, don’t give in, try and hide the facts
Let him know you aren’t happy, don’t respond
Wishing it done, just wanting peace, to be left alone
Was it caused by me, in anyway?
Trying harder to ignore as more persistent he tries
When will it ever be over my torment
Don’t lose control, anger go away, detach, be gone!
It’s over as I shift again, please be done
Safe for awhile, hoping for it to last, knowing it won’t
Not long after it persists I just want to scream
Run away hide, forever, help, slashing my soul
Every good girl tries to avoid it
Every bad girl invites it, almost asks for it
No precautions good enough to keep the demon away
Welcoming it with open arms for comfort
A short times comfort causing many pains
It’s done, the alarm goes off
It’s safe to wake, have my senses be my own
Don’t let in, it may be worse
Leading on, teasing playing a game
It’s not a game, it’s my life, return it to me
Be gone; go away, it’s not okay
It’s my life, return it to me!
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    <entry>
        <id>tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-172738.690265</id>
        <published>2008-01-27T23:08:07-08:00</published>
        <updated>2008-01-27T23:08:07-08:00</updated>
            <title type='text'>Perfect Woman</title>
            <content type='html'>I am the perfect woman in your head
As long as you picture me sweet and innocent
I showed you what you wanted to see
What you expected to see, I became your goddess
Your compared others to me
They didn’t please you the way I do
Never making you feel as I make you feel

I let it all crash, opened myself to you
Told you more than I should have
I let you see my inner thoughts, feelings, desires
You begged me to; I tried to ward you off
You begged me to I relented
I let you see the emptiness, the void to be filled
I let you see the side I’m not proud of

You told me to take care of myself, to change, to improve
You told me I was different, I had lied
I warned you you would be disappointed, things would change
When you learned I wasn’t your expectation, I became nothing
I showed you what you wanted to see, you lost your fantasy
You say you will forget the details, things won’t change
You say I am still the perfect woman, in your head
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    <entry>
        <id>tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-172738.690262</id>
        <published>2008-01-27T23:06:35-08:00</published>
        <updated>2008-01-27T23:06:35-08:00</updated>
            <title type='text'>Magic</title>
            <content type='html'>As I stared into your eyes
I felt a true passion
Something I never felt before
A longing to be held, northing more, nothing less
I had dreamed of your eyes
Before I knew they were yours
All this feeling familiar, yet new
I want you to touch me
The feeling unlike anything before
Kiss me softly
You send chills down my spine
A dizzying rush
You make me feel as if you cast a spell
I don’t want you to let go
Always hold me close
Bewitch me with your passion, your love
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