 My favorite diaries:
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cheeseballs profile - diary |
| comments: my bestest buddy, eddie! er . . . i mean, abdar. |
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drayke profile - diary |
| comments: the infamous brian. |
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himfan profile - diary |
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xgeekxcorex profile - diary |
| comments: an old pal, kristie, always interesting to read. |
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milkweasel profile - diary |
| comments: ian. he has disappeared. no. really. |
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deadforweeks profile - diary |
| comments: this be john, he kills pizzas. and will one day dance on my grave. no joke. |
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yummgotrice profile - diary |
| comments: this is dorothy. we met in theater class in high school. she liked my shoe laces. |
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theclashboy profile - diary |
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american-emo profile - diary |
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mylitlepony profile - diary |
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buriedaliive profile - diary |
| comments: this be janessa, she updates a different journal more often. |
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tumyeto profile - diary |
| comments: this is austin. austin is the coolest. he's like, my psychiatrist. |
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after-you profile - diary |
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velvethrsday profile - diary |
| comments: another of mine. |
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boo-on-spam profile - diary |
| comments: another of mine. |
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poopyface profile - diary |
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schlimazlnik profile - diary |
My favorite music: |
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cursive |
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the refused |
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coheed and cambria |
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ani difranco |
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the mars volta |
My favorite movies: |
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reality bites |
| comments: girl, interupted. the breakfast club. angel eyes. |
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chicago |
| comments: les miserables. cats. rocky horror picture show. |
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amelie |
| comments: may. ghost world. donnie darko. the good girl. |
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rules of attraction |
| comments: spun. requiem for a dream. fight club. pi. clockwork orange. |
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24 hour party people |
| comments: the doors. almost famous. any kinda of documentary or what have you on music or certain bands. |
My favorite authors: |
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kurt vonnegut |
| comments: 'pooteetweet?' |
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sylvia plath |
| comments: 'each time i picked up a german dictionary or a german book, the very sight of those dense, black, barbed-wire letters made my mind shut like a clam.' |
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j.d. sallinger |
| comments: 'mother darling, give me your hand. why won't you give me your hand?' |
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fransesca lia block |
| comments: 'they went ... dressed to kill in sunglasses and leather, jewels and skeletons, rosaries and fur and silver. they held on like waltzers and plunged in slamming around the pit below the stage.' |
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rafael campo |
| comments: "the point of what i do is me, to make from heavy cloudy days, huge, gently lowered trays, to make from bubble-baths champagne, to render my experience, however poor, magnificent. it takes imagination. let's pretend . . ." |
