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  <title>pigmentedsky</title>
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  <updated>2004-08-23T21:54:52Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pigmentedsky:6638</id>
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    <title>Journal</title>
    <published>2004-08-23T21:54:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-23T21:54:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is my first journal project. These are only my favorite pages, but there are many more in the whole journal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.seacoast.com/~deereb/cover.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A FAERY'S CHILD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.seacoast.com/~deereb/first.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had a rose for everytime I thought of you, I'd walk through a garden forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.seacoast.com/~deereb/second.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire sum of existence is the magic of being loved by just one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.seacoast.com/~deereb/third.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little night magic.&lt;br /&gt;My Heart is Ever at Your Service. &lt;i&gt;(written in black pen in the lower right corner)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.seacoast.com/~deereb/fourth.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visions of Sugarplums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.seacoast.com/~deereb/fifth.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch your eyes, slowly disapeering from my life. Fading into the light when the sun comes up like they are two little stars. Two little dots of bright light that make me oh-so-happy, that when the sun rises over that distant horizon, fade away into nothingness. &lt;br /&gt;Please, assure me they will come back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.seacoast.com/~deereb/sixth.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Things Can Happen To You.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pigmentedsky:6327</id>
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    <title>the scent of a summer rain is in the air</title>
    <published>2004-08-04T06:22:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-04T06:22:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A few hours ago I was confined to my home, but now that my mother is in bed fast asleep, I am free. While confined, it rained, rained prettier than I could've ever imagined. And I was confined. When the rain stopped, she went to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly opening the back door, pulling on it slowly so I don't wake my mother, I step outside. The wet back porch carresses my feet and toes; the sound of the door closing behind me was forgotten in an instant. The smell of a summer rain lingers in my nose, staining my senses as I take that first breath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepping down, my feet reach the wet grass, the grass is tall, wrapping around my feet like a blanket. I run across the street, spinning a bit, running towards a big puddle I have my eye on. I jump in, full force, water cascading up my legs, soaking my calves. I kick my legs around, splashing the water around, not caring about the car that drives by giving me a weird look. It's two a.m. and I'm jumping around in puddles. I'm enjoying myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running back to my house, I wish the rain would fall on me, each tiny droplet reaching my head like a thousand little kisses. I skip to the pine tree, and bouncing underneath it and reaching up for the branch, I grab it and shake it. Each little drop of water releasing itself from the pine needles and fall gently to my head. They soak through my shirt and run down my face. Some slide down my back, chilling me, making me shiver slightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, I realise I am done and I return inside, forever waiting for the next cloudy night to go out and dance with the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I will tango, waltz and salsa, ballet dance, cha cha and tap dance with the rain, one day.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pigmentedsky:6071</id>
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    <title>Rockport Massachusetts</title>
    <published>2004-07-22T16:14:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-22T16:14:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My mum, sister and I took a day trip to Rockport Massachusetts. It is a beautiful town and I encourage everyone who either leaves somewhere near or is visiting the area to take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.seacoast.com/~deereb/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.seacoast.com/~deereb/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pigmentedsky:5778</id>
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    <title>UnseelieCourt.net</title>
    <published>2004-07-09T16:19:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-09T16:19:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My website has all my polaroids and a couple of my peices of writing. I am adding more currently. Please look and tell me what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unseeliecourt.net/"&gt;http://www.unseeliecourt.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pigmentedsky:5396</id>
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    <title>let the rain fall down</title>
    <published>2004-07-07T00:54:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-07T00:55:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just a small peice of prose I wrote. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run outside. My feet send tears of rain flying in every direction. I spin, throwing my head back. Swirls of light hover above me. &lt;i&gt;Magic&lt;/i&gt;, I tell myself, &lt;i&gt;pure magic&lt;/i&gt;. Catching the rain in my mouth, feeling the sweet liquid slide down my parched throat is bliss. My hair is soaking wet now, dripping down my back, making my nightgown stick to my body. Again, I spin, the now heavier rain pouring onto my face. It cleanses me, my soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow the leaves will be covered in silky dew, shining in the sunlight. The puddles will have dried up, leaving only memories of the night before. Every night I go out in the feild behind our house and just stare at the sky. Especially if it rains, the stars are crying when it rains, and the clouds are trying to hide it, but the drops just seep through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pigmentedsky:5358</id>
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    <title>speakohelia</title>
    <published>2004-07-04T00:13:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-04T00:13:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A new arts community has sprouted. Help it grow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_speakophelia' lj:user='speakophelia' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/speakophelia/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/speakophelia/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;speakophelia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pigmentedsky:4560</id>
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    <title>the sun never sets for good</title>
    <published>2004-07-01T02:52:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-02T14:22:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think I've fallen for you all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pigmentedsky:4311</id>
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    <title>Icons</title>
    <published>2004-07-01T02:50:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-02T14:22:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have become obsessed with making icons for livejournal. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;So I will occaisionally post some that you may use if you do so desire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only require you to credit me and let me know which you have snatched!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pigmentedsky:4066</id>
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    <title>ooh la la</title>
    <published>2004-07-01T02:10:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-02T14:22:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unseeliecourt.net/"&gt;http://www.unseeliecourt.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new layout up, and all of my polaroids (the good ones anyway) are up! So, go lookup, because I'm getting my poetry and all that stuffs up very very soon! And, I'm uber proud of the layout!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pigmentedsky:3734</id>
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    <title>this paperheart of mine, tore in two</title>
    <published>2004-06-29T05:43:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-01T03:15:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Life has changed. The magic that was once there, is no longer. No more late night phone calls, or just being around me. Yet, when I ask, you say, "yes, I do like you. I like you a lot." So, what is wrong? Am I not the person you want me to be? Please, I beg of you, let me know what is in your heart or set me free like a bird on a warm summer night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pigmentedsky:3458</id>
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    <title>Hellooo</title>
    <published>2004-06-20T18:27:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-20T18:27:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really don't post in this much. Meh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have suddenly had the inspiration or the drive to finally get my site off hiatus! Yay! So theres sorta some stuff up. And I'm getting more up everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The layout looks like crap. I know there is way more I could do with it. But I'm just not quite that inspired yet. Not yet anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This livejournal layout is pissing me off so much. Like no one has any idea. I need to change it and make it different and better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pigmentedsky:3221</id>
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    <title>Polaroids</title>
    <published>2004-06-17T23:32:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-17T23:32:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Some new polaroids I have taken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unseeliecourt.net/polaroids/sky4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unseeliecourt.net/polaroids/plants.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unseeliecourt.net/polaroids/plants1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unseeliecourt.net/polaroids/plants2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unseeliecourt.net/polaroids/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pigmentedsky:2842</id>
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    <title>Some Stuff</title>
    <published>2004-06-13T14:34:58Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-13T14:34:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I changed the look of my journal. I like it better this way. I am going to continue to add some small decorational things soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finally starting to have ideas for websites, as crappy as they are. And have finally started working on mine. Hopefully my site will be up quite soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two polaroids left. I need more. So I'll use those two then hopefully get more somehow. I am dying to photograph.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pigmentedsky:2665</id>
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    <title>Never Again</title>
    <published>2004-06-12T14:24:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-12T14:24:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A small park&lt;br /&gt;located in the middle of town,&lt;br /&gt;where children and families gather,&lt;br /&gt;older couples walk and enjoy the space, &lt;br /&gt;and where many of us go to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;Like on Monday, when we all just sat&lt;br /&gt;or layed down on the grass,&lt;br /&gt;laughing, running, enjoying our time together.&lt;br /&gt;Your friends, my friends, &lt;br /&gt;two different groups of people, &lt;br /&gt;friends, but not very close.&lt;br /&gt;I layed on my back, staring at the sky,&lt;br /&gt;you layed next to me, watching me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I would look over, and you smiled, &lt;br /&gt;making me feel safe.&lt;br /&gt;You didn't touch me, &lt;br /&gt;were not very close, &lt;br /&gt;but I felt the security&lt;br /&gt;I knew I would feel&lt;br /&gt;if only I could be wrapped&lt;br /&gt;in your arms, your security,&lt;br /&gt;and know that I would never feel,&lt;br /&gt;not that way, ever again.</content>
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    <title>Cut</title>
    <published>2004-06-07T23:15:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-07T23:15:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A small point at the end of a dowel&lt;br /&gt;Ready to be dipped in ink&lt;br /&gt;And form beautiful letters.&lt;br /&gt;But not for me&lt;br /&gt;For me, I take it in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Hold up my arm&lt;br /&gt;And brush it upon the skin&lt;br /&gt;Creating a mark&lt;br /&gt;Deep enough to be visible&lt;br /&gt;But never exposes blood&lt;br /&gt;The next night&lt;br /&gt;The marks are gone&lt;br /&gt;And the process repeated&lt;br /&gt;Until the obsession &lt;br /&gt;Of feeling the pain&lt;br /&gt;And seeing the marks&lt;br /&gt;Overcomes me&lt;br /&gt;And I shall soon press&lt;br /&gt;A little too hard</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pigmentedsky:2215</id>
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    <title>sunset</title>
    <published>2004-06-05T01:29:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-13T19:25:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">pictures i took of the sunset near my house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unseeliecourt.net/polaroids/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unseeliecourt.net/polaroids/sunset2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unseeliecourt.net/polaroids/sunset3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unseeliecourt.net/polaroids/sunset4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pigmentedsky:1862</id>
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    <title>not so good</title>
    <published>2004-06-03T00:37:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-13T19:25:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">these arent very good,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unseeliecourt.net/polaroids/sky3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unseeliecourt.net/polaroids/sky2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unseeliecourt.net/polaroids/columns.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unseeliecourt.net/polaroids/church.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pigmentedsky:1740</id>
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    <title>the sun finally showed its face</title>
    <published>2004-05-27T23:38:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-27T23:38:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">After like a week and a half of rain and cold and cloudy days, the sun FINALLY came out! And the sky was BLUE again! I was afraid I had forgotten what blue skies looked like! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was WARM today! For a while it had been in the 40s-50s range. Farenheit. It was around 75ish today, which was awesome!</content>
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    <title>new polaroids</title>
    <published>2004-05-26T01:46:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-13T19:24:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I took these a little while ago, and finally uploaded them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unseeliecourt.net/polaroids/greenery.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unseeliecourt.net/polaroids/sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unseeliecourt.net/polaroids/steps.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>your eyes fade like stars in the morning</title>
    <published>2004-05-26T00:47:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-26T00:47:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I watch your eyes, slowly disapeering from my life. Fading into the light when the sun comes up like they are two little stars. Two little dots of bright light that make me oh-so-happy. That when the sun comes up, fade away. Into nothingness.</content>
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    <title>hushed and lithe</title>
    <published>2004-05-25T01:38:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-25T01:38:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Have you ever wanted to just reach out to someone and hold them in your arms and tell them over and over that whatever it is that is wrong will be okay? To just let them know that you are there, and will never leave, even if things don't work out.</content>
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    <title>My rambling thoughts...</title>
    <published>2004-05-23T14:15:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-23T18:57:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was myprelude, but it bothered me and I didn't think the name expressed me. So, I started over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been noticing things a lot more lately. I've sorta been quiet and reserved in a sense. I'll be downtown with a ton of people and I'll just sit there, staring at the sky. But other times Im as talkative and hyper as anything. It depends on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to sound really cliche, but I am really not the person a lot of people think I am. I really look at the world and people's actions. Other humans are quite interesting and I watch them everyday. Little kids at the waterfront chasing a ball or learning how to walk. Or watching the older couples walk by and just talk, holding hands and always being there for the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are sterotyped in so many ways its scary. To take it on a big scale, all afghanistans or iraqis are bad people, which is not at all true. The way a country is run by a dictator is that the dictator makes all the rules and is the one who makes the country look like what it looks like. But when you go into the smaller cities and meet the people there, most of them are nothing like the dictator. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are judged way to much on what they do, not who they are. Some people get drunk and have sex at parties others smoke a lot of pot or do heroine or whatever but they really are not bad people. People believe that they have to stop something or change something about themselves to make others happy. I don't believe that if you feel like you have to change your personality for someone it is worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, I'm done.</content>
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