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  <title>In da mix...</title>
  <subtitle>Дура</subtitle>
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    <name>Дура</name>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:darkness199:23655</id>
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    <title>darkness199 @ 2007-10-17T20:54:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-18T00:54:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-18T00:54:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"I don't wanna be your friend&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be your lover&lt;br /&gt;No matter how it ends&lt;br /&gt;No matter how it starts"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats funny, im not as horny as i used to be. Something changed in me, i realized that the only reason i slept with all those men (and there are really not that many lol) was too find out as much as possible about the male population of this planet. I was denied of male attention for nearly 5 years, and may i add all of the attention i had before was pure disappointment. When i finally tasted the closed fruit, i realized how much more i can get just from having sex with this speices. Not only it opened my eyes on many personalities, i also realized who i was and what i was actually doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, in fact, was looking. And i am still looking, but now at least i realize it and will use different methods this time around. Since the method before only brought disappointment, which i dont want anymore. Yes, sleeping with men helped me see who i was, helped me see the woman in me, that never before i even realized i was. But now i know, i dont want that anymore. I want more. I want more from sex, from love. Love is the only this on this planet that actually matters, well besides the whales and rainforest ofcourse &lt;img class="smile" src="http://static.diary.ru/picture/3.gif" alt=":)" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not have sex for more than a month now, and i am not addictive with it anymore. I, for some reason, have a totally different view of it now. In a way it is more spiritual for me now...not something you do, something you experience. I learned how to control myself, i learned my priorities, and well sex suprisingly didnt fall there &lt;img class="smile" src="http://static.diary.ru/picture/3.gif" alt=":)" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its like when you get a new cell phone for example. First few days it is the center of your attention and doesnt leave your hands, but in few days you start to realize its not so magical anymore and you dont spend as much time with it. Well with sex, i want the magic back. That doesn't mean i stopped enjoying it or anything like that. I just want to go into trance again like i used to, see things and feel things that are out of this world during sex, like i used to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say, during sex we actually fuck ourselves. For mem for sure, because its their performance, but for women - i think its the role changing. When you feel like a man during sex and your man is your woman. That is pretty sick, but when i read about this i could connect to the experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:darkness199:23489</id>
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    <title>darkness199 @ 2007-08-22T21:43:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-23T04:43:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-23T04:43:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">меня все и всё просто заебало&lt;br /&gt;я хочу чтобы этого лета просто не было хотя на самом деле оно было самым лучшим&lt;br /&gt;я хочу чтобы ктонибуть научился любить как я :) и чтобы меня ктонибуть так же взаимно любил &lt;br /&gt;я хочю быть всегда пъяной и всегда радоваться за те времена которых небыло&lt;br /&gt;я хочу далеко от сюда с кем то&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;некогда не забуду как я пряталась от отца на той лестнице в германии чтобы покурить...некогда незабуду того мальчика на мальте...некогда не забуду вонючую водку в украинцком лесе...некода незабуду секс с ночником...а так же китов в нейфаундле. на самом деле память гадская штука! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;нехочу чтобы лето заканчивалось, хочу чтобы принесло больше подарков как Паша:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ужасно хочу обратно в европу, там я жыла,пусть во сне но жыла&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;так странно, за это лето прочитала кучу книг и хотела быт главным героем в каждой из них))мне всегда казалось что у всех жизнь интересней чем у меня, потому что если написать про меня книгу то ёё читать никто не будет.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:darkness199:23045</id>
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    <title>darkness199 @ 2007-03-08T21:44:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-09T02:45:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-09T02:45:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">давно ничего не писала....ну что ж, жизнь "говно"&lt;br /&gt;любви нет, я думала что есть хахааа....сама себя обманула и я знаю зачем :)но было классно пока оно было</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:darkness199:22824</id>
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    <title>darkness199 @ 2006-11-21T23:00:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-22T03:00:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-22T03:00:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">man are fucking assholes. and the funny part is, they know it</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:darkness199:22545</id>
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    <title>darkness199 @ 2006-11-19T13:22:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-19T17:22:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-19T17:22:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Nothing can come close&lt;br /&gt; To this familiar feeling&lt;br /&gt; We say it all without&lt;br /&gt; Ever speaking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:darkness199:22375</id>
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    <title>darkness199 @ 2006-09-28T22:42:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-29T02:43:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-29T02:43:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">why do all good things come to an end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. im so sad i made the angels cry</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:darkness199:22094</id>
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    <title>darkness199 @ 2006-09-27T19:45:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-27T23:47:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-27T23:47:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's not the life that matters but the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cs.unb.ca/~ulieru/ArtProfile/lc/zahir.jpg" alt="" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>darkness199 @ 2006-09-24T22:15:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-25T02:19:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-25T02:19:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">even he thought that women cannot be addictive to sex that much. &lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B000BR6DKI.02.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" alt="" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:darkness199:21737</id>
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    <title>darkness199 @ 2006-09-20T09:06:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-20T13:06:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-20T13:06:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">in a relationship the hardest this to learn is when to get pissed and when to just let go...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:darkness199:21497</id>
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    <title>???</title>
    <published>2006-09-12T17:48:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-12T17:48:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">they say you have to be in love in order to take pictures....in my case it turned out to be the very opposite of this assumption. &lt;br /&gt;cant take pictures anymore...make up excuses like no time, yet i still see what i used to see before, i just cant take my camera in my hands anymore...and when i do, i got no inspiration...and i AM in love.</content>
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    <title>darkness199 @ 2006-09-04T18:38:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-04T22:40:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-04T22:40:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well no more russian alphabet for me...which sucks...although the new laptop kicks ass))&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mobilewhack.com/images/philips_gogear_hdd1630_mp3_player.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves it.</content>
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    <title>darkness199 @ 2006-08-11T15:13:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-11T19:19:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-11T19:19:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">open up you heart&lt;br /&gt;what do you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.f2.yahoofs.com/users/4458f3c2me931939b/5c23re2/__sr_/9c12re2.jpg?phwAO3EB1cFm9wdg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.f2.yahoofs.com/users/4458f3c2me931939b/5c23re2/__sr_/9c12re2.jpg?phwAO3EB1cFm9wdg" alt="" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img src="http://us.f2.yahoofs.com/users/4458f3c2me931939b/5c23re2/__sr_/a27dre2.jpg?phwAO3EBbpP6qXjx" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>darkness199 @ 2006-07-25T23:34:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-26T03:38:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-26T03:38:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>NF</lj:music>
    <content type="html">так потерянно...всё запущенно...&lt;br /&gt;хочу летать. опять. &lt;br /&gt;но&lt;br /&gt;он завлодел моим умом и сердцем</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:darkness199:20352</id>
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    <title>darkness199 @ 2006-07-05T22:28:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-06T02:49:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-06T02:49:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">немогу больше слова в предложения складывать...если я складываю то получаеться белеберда...что в речи, что в писанине...ужас мне страшно стало, мои мысли на английском уде несколько лет, но именно вот в этот момент мне стало страшно, когда я вдруг поняла что я не печатала по русский уже столько времени.&amp;nbsp; Странно получаеться, позавчера он мне сказал что любит...мне этого никто не говорил уде многие годы, нет...мне этого никто не говорил. Значит я должна быть счастливая...ведь я его тоже люблю..если то что я чувствую это любовь. Я вдруг стала ощущать каждую секунду в дне когда я его не вижу, каждый вздох когда я его не вижу...когда я с ним все исчезает...время, люди, мир...ничего не существует...ничего больше не важно. А что вообще важно? закончить школу, поступить в универ, найти работу, не забеременеть...слетать на кубу? что важно...почемуто для меня стали важны его звонки, его слова и мысли...что он делает, что он не делает...все остальное не важно. &lt;br /&gt;Это любовь?&lt;br /&gt;или я опять придумала всё?&lt;br /&gt;за всё это время я низару не почувствовала нашу разницу в возрасте...(5 лет)...ну разве только в сексе.</content>
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    <title>What am I to do now?</title>
    <published>2006-06-21T17:20:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-21T17:20:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i hate cocain.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everyone who ever did cocain.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the person who created cocain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Full of Fear &lt;br /&gt; Full of Hope &lt;br /&gt; Full of You</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:darkness199:19925</id>
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    <title>darkness199 @ 2006-06-18T21:51:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-19T02:02:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-19T02:02:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">эх&lt;br /&gt;пишу экзамены на этой неделе&lt;br /&gt;живу в маленьком городе теперь, а он как на другой планете у самого пляжа...зато хороший повод туда всегда возвращаться. &lt;br /&gt;прочитала я таки Коэльё -11 минут...это был самый идеальный момент читать эту книгу, в разгар познаний секса..))&lt;br /&gt;ну вообщем он меня опять удивил я совсем этого не ожидала...книга была потрясающей, жаль что так быстро закончилась((&lt;br /&gt;все последняя неделя ада...и потом я на каникулах....</content>
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    <title>darkness199 @ 2006-06-18T21:48:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-19T01:57:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-19T01:57:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img-2006-06.photosight.ru/19/1494616.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img src="http://img-2006-06.photosight.ru/19/1494642.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img src="http://img-2006-06.photosight.ru/13/1483969.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>darkness199 @ 2006-05-19T16:03:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-19T20:08:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-19T20:08:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"bad girls like it from behind...are u a bad girl?"</content>
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    <title>..</title>
    <published>2006-05-08T01:15:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-08T01:15:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">вот же&lt;br /&gt;жила я себе и жила&lt;br /&gt;а тут на тебе &lt;br /&gt;новый дом&lt;br /&gt;новый универ&lt;br /&gt;новая работа&lt;br /&gt;любовник. = лучшего времени вообще ненашлось блин я валяюсь...столько времени одна и тут на тебе все сразу...&lt;br /&gt;самое противное что я так и не могу понять мне это нравиться или нет?&lt;br /&gt;боюсь.</content>
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    <title>darkness199 @ 2006-04-25T15:31:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-25T19:36:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-25T19:36:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">something about ur body got me thinking of nobody hahahahaaaaaaaaaa.....&lt;br /&gt; о боже...я только думаю про его кровать..</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:darkness199:18622</id>
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    <title>coz ur a woman now</title>
    <published>2006-04-22T17:54:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-22T17:54:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Z103.4</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://flyers.purerave.com/12051_a.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://flyers.purerave.com/12051_b.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;хахахаха....вот это была ночь&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>darkness199 @ 2006-04-16T17:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-16T22:00:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-16T22:00:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ferry Corsten-Fire</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="right"&gt;i wanna u make me feel like im on fire&lt;br /&gt;Четверг-ммм....ееее....Армин и окенфолд это было нечто&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img-2006-04.photosight.ru/15/1379251.jpg" alt="" /&gt;люблю эту фотку...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>гроза</title>
    <published>2006-04-12T23:21:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-12T23:21:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Armin Van Buuren</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;меня можно найти тут&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.myspace.com/highoninformation1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;sex me up&lt;img src="http://img-2006-04.photosight.ru/10/1370625.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:darkness199:17909</id>
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    <title>yea babi)</title>
    <published>2006-04-08T04:21:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-08T04:21:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://theguvernment.com/uploaded/specialevents_specialevents_deca.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECADENCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;Easter Long Weekend Special Event&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday April 13, 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENTIRE COMPLEX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUVERNMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SANDER KLEINENBERG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; sanderkleinenberg.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DANNY HOWELLS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; dannyhowells.com&lt;br /&gt;LEE BURRIDGE leeburridge.com&lt;br /&gt;BRAD COPELAND bradcopeland.ca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KOOL HAUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAUL OAKENFOLD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; pauloakenfold.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARMIN VAN BUUREN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; arminvanbuuren.com&lt;br /&gt;JOSH GABRIEL gabrielanddresden.com&lt;br /&gt;MARK OLIVER markoliver.ca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ORANGE ROOM&lt;br /&gt;DJ ICEY&lt;br /&gt;DJ HYPER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:darkness199:17564</id>
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    <title>darkness199 @ 2006-04-04T23:25:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-05T03:33:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-05T03:33:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Doves-Snowden</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img-2006-04.photosight.ru/05/1362319.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ну и как мне теперь проэкты делать с таким кирпичем в мозгах?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
я так сейчас всех ненавижу.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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