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  <updated>2005-02-01T21:22:08Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:krunk_punk:3434</id>
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    <title>DREAMS</title>
    <published>2005-02-01T21:22:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-01T21:22:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i had a crazy fucking dream last night. it was about the end of the world and i was like a ninja or something. i met the devil's daughters and that was crazy i ended up hanging out with a giant cyclops. I killed a lot of people . and i say a lot of shadow demons fly out of gautier. I chased one of the devil's daughters through  a house and when the cyclops and i got her cornered we ran from her because we forgot we could not kill her.  I found a bunch of swords and a crossbow out side of the house. and i murdered a kid in the house after me and the cyclops got away from the devil's daughter.&lt;br /&gt;  Any ways it was a fucking awesome  dream. i can't remember if i had it before or after i dropped gabby off this morning .But damn it was crazy.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:krunk_punk:3151</id>
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    <title>krunk_punk @ 2005-01-25T03:33:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-25T09:35:53Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Time sucks.......... it's never right....or wrong</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:krunk_punk:2833</id>
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    <title>krunk_punk @ 2005-01-19T00:26:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-19T06:27:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-19T06:27:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">" DON"T HUMP MY HAND "</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:krunk_punk:2644</id>
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    <title>my friend kayla gave me this idea</title>
    <published>2004-11-30T04:15:51Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-30T04:15:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My Goals&lt;br /&gt;1. LIVE FOREVER&lt;br /&gt; 2. get a job&lt;br /&gt;3. be alive when Zombies come&lt;br /&gt; 4.wake up next to gabby every day&lt;br /&gt;5.not die during the revolution&lt;br /&gt; 6.pay todd back and then some&lt;br /&gt;7. be able to cry&lt;br /&gt; 8.own a sailboat&lt;br /&gt;9. sail the world&lt;br /&gt; 10.marry Gabby&lt;br /&gt;11. have kids&lt;br /&gt; 12. over through the government&lt;br /&gt;13.chill with Todd at Waffle House during the end of the world &lt;br /&gt; 14.treat Gabby how she should be treated &lt;br /&gt;The End</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:krunk_punk:2468</id>
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    <title>krunk_punk @ 2004-11-26T00:51:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-26T07:15:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-26T07:15:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i just realized that i understand ALL that matters ....................and that is all that matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    perception is as it is</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:krunk_punk:2100</id>
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    <title>A lot of stuff</title>
    <published>2004-11-20T07:05:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-20T07:05:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ahhh not shit going on here. Just being asshole. i need a fucking job bad, i have bills to pay and all that shit. I have a car now it's a beauty.my baby two-tone is gonna pop out some baby rats in about 7-10 daysshe is getting fat, and her nipples are really big. I don't eat red meat. I am soooo in love with gabby.  i typed soo much more deleted it i can't get too emo. i need to sleep . i'm running on 2 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you</content>
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    <title>life</title>
    <published>2004-10-18T04:57:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-18T04:57:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i have had a crazy fucking life since my last post. Ah, i don't know were to begin .i have a job,   a shotgun,my friend turned into a ghost and much much more but i have to sleep       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     i love you</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:krunk_punk:1553</id>
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    <title>not shit</title>
    <published>2004-07-22T20:01:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-22T20:01:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">man i've been going crazy,last night i've saw my friend jason and his sister debie in wal-mart. but when i went to catch up with them they were not there. well i talked to them over at my friend archie's apt they said that they were not ther ,they said they were at work. Well at that point i thought my eyes were playing tricks on me and diden't think any thing of it. Well that night i was squating in DJ's old apt and herd them (dj/debbie and jason). anyways the next day(today) i went over to archie's and was talking to DJ about it and he said he was not over there.(do-do-dodo-do-do-dodo)i think it is because of my drug/alc/nic levels zero.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:krunk_punk:1501</id>
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    <title>????????????????????</title>
    <published>2004-07-08T15:30:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-08T15:30:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ahahah???I'mabouttogotomy friend's wake......</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:krunk_punk:1097</id>
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    <title>got a job!  ?? trains bad</title>
    <published>2004-07-06T05:28:39Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-06T05:28:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well i was walking through Edgewater mall, and i saw a new booth set up. so i walked up to the guy working there and introduced my self and asked him if he needed any help. he was like, yeah baby we need some help.we need someone to open tomorrow  morning. long story short, went their the next day and their was no cards for me to work with.and as i went to call him a my friend bob/james came up to me and said that my friend Eric got hit by a train. well i wondered how the fuck do you get hit by a train if your on foot but any ways.i got really drunk for him, and put a 40oz on the place where he landed today.chug a lug Eric.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:krunk_punk:817</id>
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    <title>mother fucking cops</title>
    <published>2004-06-29T07:59:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-29T07:59:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">After going to edgewater mall to buy piercing needles.Me and todd the bod were at the pier in ocean springs and as we were getting there.we saw a whole bunch of lil hobbits (preps)with a case of beer leaving  the pier as we were walking to it (with an ax down my pants)don't ask.any ways when we got to the end of the pier i seen a cop car pull up. And then another and another and another. well i chunked the ax into the water thinking i was going to get searched . But the cops never came down to the end of the pier.Todd the bod (looking at the sky)said "goddammit they gotta fuck up everything let's go" . Well we got to were all the cops were and there was a person in the water with people all around him holding his head above water .apparently hobbits can't swim. Any ways i lost my ax that i just got.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:krunk_punk:534</id>
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    <title>well well well</title>
    <published>2004-06-27T09:42:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-27T09:42:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well well well.  that about sums it all up. i'm an asshole and a asshole yeah that covers it. come to find out i like to be an asshole or it,s in my nature because i like to hurt the people i love and the people that love me. I never cared before as much as i do now. i've felt as though i did in the past but the feelings went away  when i get Drunk And or high. so i quit every thing almost. The only thing i'm addicted to now is love. The only problem with careing and love is that it opens one up for weakness. that sucks. i've been in love for a wile now but used (drugs) to not care. Believe it or not it fucked things up a lottttttt.because as soon as i quit i was hit buy all kinds of fucked up feelings. mostly sadness that i lost the love of my live. I'm working on that now, i believe we will get back together soon ( knock  on wood). even though it's been a wile we still love each other. i'm going to get a job as soon as i can get a form of ID. but i was born in New Hampshire so by mail takes a wile . well well well that's about it o yeah Love you gabby!</content>
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    <title>Today is my birthday</title>
    <published>2004-05-20T08:57:13Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-20T08:57:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fuck you it's my birthday &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Lil drunk, Lil High, Just enough to get me Buy. through the night through and through, I don't have to think Fuck You...............It's my Birthday .</content>
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