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  <title>gangsta boo</title>
  <subtitle>gangsta boo</subtitle>
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    <name>gangsta boo</name>
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  <updated>2003-09-07T05:10:09Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:holierthanthou:4134</id>
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    <title>the green ribbon (adorned crudely)</title>
    <published>2002-02-05T09:40:03Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-07T05:10:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Helium - Flower of the Apocalypse</lj:music>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:holierthanthou:3927</id>
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    <title>skeleton</title>
    <published>2002-01-31T09:47:19Z</published>
    <updated>2002-01-31T09:47:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kate Bush - Running up that Hill (a Deal with God) 12" Mix</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;blockquote&gt;did i tell you i've got tiny little fingers &lt;br /&gt;i've got bones where the ring goes &lt;br /&gt;they go like a plant grows, they go slowly &lt;br /&gt;over your new clothes, over your money, over your head, man, &lt;br /&gt;thoe only good mand is a dead man &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like pretty baby candy, &lt;br /&gt;it goes right to my head &lt;br /&gt;it makes my lips as red as rubies &lt;br /&gt;i'll eat it 'till i'm dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, you can't get to heaven in highheeled shoes &lt;br /&gt;you're such a loose little belle, a fallen angel &lt;br /&gt;you go down into the big pit it's deeper than a tar pit &lt;br /&gt;your lips are red as lucifer &lt;br /&gt;your hair is up in curlers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like pretty baby candy &lt;br /&gt;it goes right o my head &lt;br /&gt;it makes my lips as red as rubies &lt;br /&gt;i'll eat it 'till i'm dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:holierthanthou:3751</id>
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    <title>i've got this night to unglue</title>
    <published>2002-01-27T21:02:45Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-16T22:58:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Siouxsie &amp; the Banshees - Umbrella</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;blockquote&gt;i finally downloaded the client thingy for this bitch. now i can see what &lt;i&gt;all the rage&lt;/i&gt; is about. have i mentioned that the brand of cigarettes i smoke has added the most adorable little blue palm trees around the filter yet? bathroom portraits, perfect lighting minus the wretched flash:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/jenniverever/images/bath0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh &amp; kisses to my misses. &lt;font color="red"&gt;{)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:holierthanthou:3448</id>
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    <title>put money in your idol hole</title>
    <published>2002-01-10T09:22:46Z</published>
    <updated>2002-01-10T09:22:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>heliummm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;blockquote&gt;i haven't called Lysander back yet since yesterday. he makes crowns for dentists, that would be fun. all day he sits on the phone with me. from what i can tell it's his home away from home. backtrack, he probably thinks i'm trying to blow-him off. not the case. he just isn't on my list of priorities{ppl} anymore. since the diss in 10th grade, i don't think i'll ever adore him in the same way again. so be it. but i would still like to hold some sort of relationship with him none-the-less. i mean, c'mon his mom named him after a shakespeare character &amp; he taught me the &lt;i&gt;prestigious&lt;/i&gt; art of driving on the interstate. ha ha ha~ sincerely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be starting a new telemarketing venture on monday. the pay is kinda sketchy, &amp; i'll only be getting about 25 hours a week. at least it will keep my madre off my back. i was supposed to work at 7:am friday for top dog {dog day car&amp;lt;3}, but suzi said joelle pushed it up to 12:pm to close now. goody goody gum drops~ so now on thursday night i can get inebriated or stoned. i think i'd prefer the latter. because da purpura has broke-out &lt;b&gt;hardcore&lt;/b&gt; since my last fermentation-binge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="gray"&gt;Tom says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to "the sushi bar" with sis and her bf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="deepskyblue"&gt;my dying bride says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eww, sushi is pretty, but it tastes like pussy scented paper&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:holierthanthou:3164</id>
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    <title>plastic glow</title>
    <published>2002-01-08T09:12:43Z</published>
    <updated>2002-01-08T09:12:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>melon collie &amp; the infinate sadness</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;blockquote&gt;i miss the xmass tree in my living room. i used to borrow the dim glow to guide my way through the kitchen when i wanted a late night snack. the actual kitchen light is too bright &amp; my dad wakes up and bitches. {/fuck it}&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:holierthanthou:2930</id>
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    <title>i'm a slave 4 u</title>
    <published>2002-01-04T02:30:37Z</published>
    <updated>2002-01-04T02:30:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>pigface - hips tits lips power (britishit mix)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/sacred/holierthanthou.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;it seems rather fitting that this should appear on my diary, donut?&lt;br /&gt;...unfortunatley i did not create this gem nor am i a thief &amp; i give credit where credit is due. i &lt;i&gt;stole&lt;/i&gt; this from a little girl named &lt;a href="http://livejournal.com/~superior"&gt;brigitte&lt;/a&gt;. stunning html skillzzz... no really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~hail mary full of grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; in other, less trivial news... tires have been burning just north of my house since 10:am this morning. toxic fumes &amp; harmful smoke has caused the majority of my neighborhood to evacuate the area. i too am considering evacuation, only my reasoning has nothing to do with the toxicity -- i need a summer vacation from my mothers shit talking &amp; drunken antics. &lt;i&gt;if you treat me like a dog i will piss on you~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:holierthanthou:2773</id>
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    <title>bleed real soon</title>
    <published>2001-12-31T21:09:25Z</published>
    <updated>2001-12-31T21:09:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tori amos - pretty good year</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;blockquote&gt;new year, new beginnings. today is the last day of the worst year of my life. usually i'm sad on new years eve, mourning the year gone by &amp; the experiences now a memory. this year is the first year that is different. 2001~ not a &lt;b&gt;pretty good year&lt;/b&gt;. but that's ok, not every year in my life will be a good year. i want to make 2002 the best. i have come up with my new years resolutions as well. i'd rather keep those private however, they are rather personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; tonight i am going to two parties. my father's birthday party at some friends of his' house &amp; the party that all my friends &amp; i are throwing at ryan's apartment. i'm looking forward to both. in fact, i have to leave for my daddy's party very shortly, it has already started, the keg is already tapped. sweet, sweet. even though i don't drink, i'll toast a flask of bubbly champagne tonight at midnight. the trees are all i ever want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your new years sassy &amp; please, oh pretty please, be safe. i &amp;lt;3 you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:holierthanthou:2375</id>
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    <title>parts or all of the face can be peeled</title>
    <published>2001-07-01T08:35:09Z</published>
    <updated>2001-07-01T08:35:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>bikini kill - pussy whipped</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;blockquote&gt;i used ti use a wallet that has a hologram picture of two naked pin-ups girls sitting on breakfast table chairs, and when ever you would turn it, like you do a hologram, it would switch back &amp; forth to a different titty chick. it had a pink background. a pink star for the button closure. on the inside i drew a pink &amp; purple heart in it thats says &lt;i&gt;be good ok?&lt;/i&gt; in the it with some milky pens. everytime i would pull out my wallet to pay for something or to show my id or any junk like that, the person who sees my wallet gives me a shocked look. what? and now trendy boys in san fransisco are using purses. big deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i use my &lt;a href="http://www.adiosbarbie.com/bodyoutlaw/"&gt;&lt;font color="pink"&gt;&lt;i&gt;vinnys tampon case&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for a wallet.[/end ?ber trivial rant]&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:holierthanthou:2269</id>
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    <title>pampered wisps do not a cloth doll make.</title>
    <published>2001-06-30T21:31:52Z</published>
    <updated>2001-06-30T21:31:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>doll parts</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;blockquote&gt;its my turn to be cryptic. forever my power, ?, &amp; junk. kissing cousins in his boxers prancing aroeund im my living room, Liske fatigues that i wanted, no WWII action figures for you bitch! kill my tv, but its on for the noise... and a picture of the firestarter behind this page. ---&amp;gt;$$$---&amp;gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:holierthanthou:1991</id>
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    <title>karma</title>
    <published>2001-06-23T08:39:35Z</published>
    <updated>2001-06-23T08:39:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the glove - a blues in drag</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;blockquote&gt;chemical wedding: i got these stickers in the mail right...&lt;br /&gt;dignan881: yes&lt;br /&gt;chemical wedding: and one of them says "lets fuck tonight" bt they look all cutsie like little girl stickers... id scan them and junk, but my sanner is a DYKE&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:holierthanthou:1789</id>
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    <title>wash that man right out of my hair</title>
    <published>2001-05-28T11:47:50Z</published>
    <updated>2001-05-28T11:47:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>rid of me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="oldlace"&gt;i love pj harvey. i love pj harvey.&lt;br /&gt;i love pj harvey. plus infinity, plus infinity, plus 2.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/sacred/best_ever.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:holierthanthou:1486</id>
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    <title>your lips are red as lucifer, your hair is up in curlers</title>
    <published>2001-05-26T10:38:55Z</published>
    <updated>2001-05-26T10:38:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>godspeed you black emperor</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;blockquote&gt;when i opened up my lift yr. skinny fists like antennas to heaven cd an ant came running out of it &amp; then down my arm. it's a disgusting feeling you get after you see a bug crawl on you. it feels like it's crawling under my skin &amp; in my hair now. makes me itch. ants are filthy besides. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have an obsession for collecting mascara. i have about 20 bottles of it in all different colors &amp; brands. my favorite one is the &lt;s&gt;hot topic&lt;/s&gt; brand morbid makeup in red. too bad it's discontinued now. pupa makes a really good mascara as well. but i prefer the pupa liquid eyeliner most. this last paragraph&amp;lt;3 how superficial of me.&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:holierthanthou:1092</id>
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    <title>a spoon full of sugah!</title>
    <published>2001-05-24T08:11:29Z</published>
    <updated>2001-05-24T08:11:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>love $$$</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;blockquote&gt;the best way to clean your computer screen is a drop of spit on your index finger. then rub 'til it bleeds.&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:holierthanthou:773</id>
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    <title>Err?ten Sie nicht, wenn ich Sie rei?e, ?ffnen..</title>
    <published>2001-05-23T09:01:00Z</published>
    <updated>2001-05-23T09:01:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Verlangsamen Sie M?dchen</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;blockquote&gt;Und ich werde wach, ihr highness ich so hoch ich. nicht bin kann laufen und ich werde wach. Sie, Sie zittern, Sie meine Zeit, mein Frieden, mein Mitgef?hl. kein Babys Schlaf auf Verk?mmerung l?hmen nehmen. Ihre unborn Liebe und f?tale Spannung. harte bittere S??igkeiten Bein wenigere Liebkosung.&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:holierthanthou:663</id>
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    <title>rescital</title>
    <published>2001-05-22T11:29:24Z</published>
    <updated>2001-05-22T11:29:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>songs about fucking</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;blockquote&gt;how doth the little crocodile&lt;br /&gt;improve his shining tail&lt;br /&gt;and pour the waters of the Nile&lt;br /&gt;on every golden scale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how cheerfully he seems to grin&lt;br /&gt;how neatly spread his claws&lt;br /&gt;and welcome little fishes in&lt;br /&gt;with gently smiling jaws&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:holierthanthou:264</id>
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    <title>your sewing machine won't slow</title>
    <published>2001-05-22T08:46:19Z</published>
    <updated>2001-05-22T08:46:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hips tits lips power!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;blockquote&gt;i made this for deep thoughts. "deep thoughts"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first deep thought~ i really really want the best of pigface; preaching to the perverted. unfortunatley the man is keeping me down. any &amp; all donations can be sent to:&lt;br /&gt; e n y  i k &lt;br /&gt;7 5  w o s o k  t&lt;br /&gt; o o a o  p i g , C .&lt;br /&gt;8 9 1&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content>
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