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  <title>Angelus Arrare</title>
  <subtitle>-where angels loose there wings-</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Dark Angel</name>
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  <updated>2004-09-18T09:31:00Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tekchild:107476</id>
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    <title>tekchild @ 2004-09-18T02:30:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-18T09:31:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-18T09:31:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I have a new Journal...It's friends only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falseboundangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Reply and I'll add you...if you dont reply to this...then you are dead to me LJ style.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tekchild:107059</id>
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    <title>tekchild @ 2004-09-12T05:40:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-12T12:41:28Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-12T12:41:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I had a great Idea. Let's all take a digital camera. Take pictures of our day. Post on livejournal with a story. Kind of like a still life movie of you life....FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tekchild:107000</id>
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    <title>tekchild @ 2004-09-12T05:34:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-12T12:38:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-12T12:38:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really have nothing to post about anymore. Nothing fun goes on in my life...and you know what. I like it like that. Its very simple and enjoyable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I did a photo session with Sarah and Emily. It was soo awesome. I really enjoyed it, but I don't thing I could do it every weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to move. I've decided that I can't stand living here. I feel like it holding back socially. I would love to do more things were ppl just come over and we sit and have coffee and talk. But I don't. i feel like I don't want to share the world with the people I live with. Sad huh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho...I'm tired/ goodnight</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tekchild:106517</id>
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    <title>I havn't updated in a while....</title>
    <published>2004-09-11T10:57:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-11T10:57:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Postal Service_where I am</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Because there is nothing going on. I saw RE2 today...holy shit that is a great sequal. I loved every minute of it. It was sooo cool, I love Milla Joloavich. Anywho...&lt;b&gt;GO SEE IT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other thing i really want to say it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the cutest couple...They were so inspiring. I talked to them for about 30 min of there lives. There were married for 40 yrs. The always make fun of each other...but they love each other sooo much they didn't know what to do without each other. At one point the gentleman told me that if she died...he would die from a broken heart. And if that didn't kill him, he couldn't live any type of life without her. That almost made me start crying. I was in soo much awww....then the lady turned to him and said you die cause you'd never make yourself dinner. HAHA it was so funny. Then later when i walked away, they were talking about lunch and the price (they were acually yelling that cause they were deaf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing...stupid bi/str8 bois....your soo bad in bed. I never have good sex.&lt;br /&gt;But you know what little R, you have a nice ass.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tekchild:106367</id>
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    <title>Just to let you all know</title>
    <published>2004-09-05T05:39:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-05T05:39:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">When I feel music, I just loose it&lt;br /&gt;(best when sung)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOred.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tekchild:106196</id>
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    <title>tekchild @ 2004-09-02T19:51:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-03T02:50:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-03T02:50:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Goldphrapp-Stricked Machine</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I think I'm fed up with everything....I needed something to get me going and I think I found it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of the self pity, I done....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to go out this weekend. Who knows of some fun hot spots. Who wants to get dressed up and trashed at every bar I can find. Who on here have I not met and wants to meet me someplace. C'mon, lets go and have fun</content>
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    <title>tekchild @ 2004-08-31T23:28:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-01T06:52:13Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-01T06:55:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">At approximatly 9am on 8/31/04 (7pm on the 30th our time) my grandfather In thailand passed away. He was a very ill man so this was an enebidabilty. It wasn't a surprise, but still I can't help but feel sorrow. &lt;br /&gt;I  hate how I was told too. My sister came onto my room. And just bellowed &lt;br /&gt;"Grandpa died"...She didn't even sound like she cared. She still had what I could pick up as happiness in her voice from the baseball game she came too. After she said that, she said she already morned from the 1st time we thought he died. Then she started talking about other things. &lt;br /&gt;I wanted to yell get the hell out of my room you stupid fat bitch. Don't you understand anything. I tried to yell...the only thing that came out was "do you have my Final Fantasy 10 game?"I stared blankly at her....I didn't even listen to what she had to say. After sitting for a min, I went to see how my mother was. She was crying. I have never seen her do that in a while. She is the strongest person in this family. SHe was broken. BROKEN. I started crying...I didn't know what to do. I held her hand. She told me to shut the door cause she was cold. We didnt say anything to each other all night. It was a very sad thing...&lt;br /&gt;My stomache hurts, I can't stop eating. I know I'm full...but I can't help but want to keep eating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of cool facts about my Grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born in Cambodia&lt;br /&gt;Was station in Laos during the war. &lt;br /&gt;Met my grandmother in there, and merried her and had 14 kids.&lt;br /&gt;During the war he parachuted into enimy territory to disable radio control. &lt;br /&gt;He has a tattoo of a page of a religous book tattooed on his back which tells the story of creation, complete with pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Owned over 20 achers of land in Udonthaini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only regret is never being able to talk to him in Thai...but even without words, we still always understood each other.</content>
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    <title>I'm such a nerd</title>
    <published>2004-08-26T07:07:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-26T07:07:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just downloaded Yu-gi-oh the movie offline cause i did not want to acually see it in the theater</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tekchild:105193</id>
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    <title>This is sooo Me</title>
    <published>2004-08-26T06:11:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-26T06:11:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;form name="quizform" target="_new" action="http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=18962" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1" bordercolor="#000000" bgcolor="#FB6A6A" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="681200"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=18962" target="_new" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;font style="color : #ffffff; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;" color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What kind of God are you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="-1" style="color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/" style="color : #000000;"&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000;" color="black"&gt;Quiz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/userprofile.php?userid=29502"&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000;" color="#000000"&gt;pelagicboreas&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Taken 10433 Times.&lt;img src="http://images.kwiz.biz/kwizcount.gif" width="1" height="1" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;font style="font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;New - How do you &lt;a href="http://www.datingtips.ws/" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;get a guy to like you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>tekchild @ 2004-08-22T23:23:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-23T06:21:51Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-23T06:21:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Take the quiz: &lt;a href="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=842"&gt;"Who is your Kill Bill Fag Hag?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz/842/res5.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sophie Fatale&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;You love being surrounded by power and prestige.  You both have a knack for language and the law books.  You guys know how to fight, but prefer to harangue others on the cell phone instead.  You probably met in court.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tekchild:104402</id>
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    <title>tekchild @ 2004-08-22T03:55:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-22T10:54:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-22T10:54:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's 3:55am. I did nothing on my weekend. I'm terrible upset. To be quite honest, I'm not depressed or anything like that, but this is the worst year of my life. I can't wait til 2005.</content>
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    <title>tekchild @ 2004-08-20T00:52:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-20T07:51:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-20T07:51:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The top 10 party schools for 2005 are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNY at Albany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washington and Lee University&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University of Wisconsin-Madison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;West Virginia University&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohio University-Athens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florida State University&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University of Texas at Austin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University of Georgia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University of Colorado, Boulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University of Mississippi</content>
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    <title>tekchild @ 2004-08-20T00:06:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-20T07:05:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-20T07:05:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Kir Royale &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Glass: Champagne Glass     &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ingredients: &lt;br /&gt;4 oz. Champagne&lt;br /&gt;splash Rasberry Schnapps  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;Fill glass with champagne. Top with splash of crème de cassis.</content>
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    <title>Best Day Ever...</title>
    <published>2004-08-19T02:43:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-19T02:43:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I needed a day like today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to work early (another easy day), so I could leave early.&lt;br /&gt;Get home and find a commision check from my old job. How fucking cool is that.Then I get home just in time for a "Family Guy" marathon on FOX. This day is fucking awesome.</content>
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    <title>tekchild @ 2004-08-17T08:40:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-17T15:39:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-17T15:39:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Message(#6851-000339-1310\3391310)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We appreciate your interest in our "Who Are You?" ad campaign.  In &lt;br /&gt;regards to the music used in our latest Game Boy Advance SP commercial, the &lt;br /&gt;song is entitled "Situation," and is performed by Yaz.  This song is &lt;br /&gt;off of the CD "The Best of Yaz".  Please note that we do not have any &lt;br /&gt;information on the availability of this CD in the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nintendo of America Inc.&lt;br /&gt;Mike Chandler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nintendo's home page: &lt;a href="http://www.nintendo.com/"&gt;http://www.nintendo.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Power Line (Automated Product Info): (425) 885-7529&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ORIGINAL MESSAGE:&lt;br /&gt; -----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Posted At: 15:39:57.000 08/15/2004&lt;br /&gt; Posted To: Nintendo &amp;lt;nintendo@noa.nintendo.com&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt; Subject: Webform: Other Non-Product Related &amp;gt; Other &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, ever since your commercial for the GBA, I have not been able to &lt;br /&gt;function cause I have had this song stuck in my head for weeks. It was a &lt;br /&gt;really bad flashback. It's that song that goes I'm in love....I'm in &lt;br /&gt;love. It in that commercial where they talk about going retro with old &lt;br /&gt;skool NES games. Which is very cool BTW.</content>
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    <title>Should I be scared</title>
    <published>2004-08-13T06:14:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-13T06:14:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So this evening, I had the feeling like something was in the back of my throat. Then i started trying to pull it out and it would come out. So i looked in the mirror, and i saw this big white puffy thing. So i tried to take it out and then white stuff started coming out, and It kept coming out. Fucking gross...I have no idea what it is, and im kinda scared and i no longer have insurence....</content>
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    <title>tekchild @ 2004-08-12T01:41:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-12T09:12:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-12T09:12:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hate my life right now...I don't know why, I just do. I wish I didn't feel like this...burtout. Really I have nothing to be burtout about. I just feel like i don't want anymore burden on me. Some of you have notice I'm very anti-social...I'm not trying to be, I just don't want to leave the sanctity of my room. I hate karate....I don't want to work any harder then I want to...or need to...or should. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past couple days I've been very cynical. There is a retort to everything someone says. It's like the part of my brain that stops me from being mean (popular to contrary belief I'm not that mean like everyone says I am), being polite, and stops me from saying the things we all think, just shut off. It's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats another thing that pisses me off. Why does everyone say I'm mean. So I am rude to stupid people. I have no apathy or sypathy for dumb people. Common sence isn't a hard thing to learn.It very practical and used be used constantly...not sparingly. A lot of people tell me I'm very nice, and a lot of people get along with my "bubbly" ( ohh yes i have been called bubbly) personality.  And if I'm such a mean person...why are you fucking hanging around with me. Is it because your so pathetic or desperate for friends...that you defult to me. &lt;br /&gt;I know I don't show emotion and I don't express how I feel when people say it, but don't say it to my face. I just really can't take any critism right now. On that same note, do you realize how bad you make people look by talking shit about them. (OK this comment is directed at my sister mostly) but people have such a negitive view of me, even tho were only fighting like brothers and sister do. People literally come up to me and start talking shit about stuff I've done...and then the question comes out "have you ever done that to your sister or brother".....-well yeah I have-. Fucking morons I swear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh now I'm just babbling and pissed----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2:03, I have to be in class by 8:30am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- please don't comment and make this post about you. Do not put...ohh I've felt like that before, or I know what your going through..I know everyone has. If you want to comment, comment something funny, or something comferting...not about yourself. It's very...............SELFISH. And I want the feeling of ownership and control for once.</content>
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    <title>tekchild @ 2004-08-11T01:08:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-11T08:08:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-11T08:08:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just got back from the bar....deposited my 33.03 check, I have 10 dollars and then a 62 dollar bill, plus i still owe my savings account 30 dollars....errrg.</content>
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    <title>tekchild @ 2004-08-10T01:45:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-10T08:44:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-10T08:44:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v360/tekchild/godkills.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>I have one thing to say...</title>
    <published>2004-08-10T05:13:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-10T05:13:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey MAMA this that shit that make you move MAMA...&lt;br /&gt;SO I am sitting here, bored as all hell.I am now a secret shopper for some extra cash...but the problem is, everyone in AZ has that idea...so I'm looking for a PT job, or I'm going to talk to my job about tons of overtime.</content>
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    <title>tekchild @ 2004-08-08T21:35:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-09T04:36:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-09T04:36:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm such a nerd...I saw  preview for the game...Mortal Kombat: deception... and I got excited...I'm a hopeless nerd.</content>
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    <title>tekchild @ 2004-08-07T17:56:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-08T01:00:14Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-08T01:00:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just had to post this cause i really have nothing to post latly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recieved a letter from Time life. Apon opening it I realized that it was advertising for some magizine they had and blah blah blah. Anyways, I on't know why I was reading it and it said that they care about everyone and their age and how they should be informed. So I was thinking the marketing strategy was to aim for younger youths who wanted to be involved. Blah blah blah. I keep reading and I get down to the cost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your senior citizen rate is...$29.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm last time I checked I was only 21...not 55+. Hmm just thought I'd let everyone know.</content>
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    <title>My new desktop!</title>
    <published>2004-08-04T07:02:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-04T07:02:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.rpgdreamer.com/wall/ffx/demus-1-2.jpg"&gt;http://www.rpgdreamer.com/wall/ffx/demus-1-2.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you think.</content>
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    <title>LOOOOK!!!</title>
    <published>2004-08-03T05:16:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-03T05:16:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OFFICE MEMO-&lt;br /&gt;To-Livejournal&lt;br /&gt;From-Tekchild&lt;br /&gt;CC- Emily/spacedog619&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegan Mexi-party at Emily's this weekend. It will be a small get together. Please see me if you have any questions.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tekchild:100382</id>
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    <title>tekchild @ 2004-08-02T16:25:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-02T23:29:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-02T23:29:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I had the intuition to read a person's journal today that I never read. I never knew he broke up with his Boyfriend, let alone for a year now. So i started reading both thier journals. They were both talking shit about one another. Even after a year they were still talking shit. Sadly I feel one is completly wrong, and the other is lying, or making it bigger then is should be. Either way tho, i think if there still talking shit about one another after a year, they still have feeling for each other. Unfortunatly when you don't want to admitt to love, there is only hate left. For you two, the best of luck...and get over each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to let everyone know why I am mad!!!!! The radio gave away the ending to the village to spite M. Night Shamala. That's soo fucked Up</content>
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