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  <title>Broken Bell</title>
  <subtitle>Broken Bell</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Broken Bell</name>
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  <updated>2013-05-04T02:46:43Z</updated>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-24:1241859:791</id>
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    <title>Depression is like hard candy that's been sucked on a little then dropped on a dirty carpet</title>
    <published>2013-05-04T02:46:43Z</published>
    <updated>2013-05-04T02:46:43Z</updated>
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    <category term="depression"/>
    <category term="mental illness"/>
    <category term="suicide"/>
    <dw:mood>gloomy</dw:mood>
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    <content type="html">So lately I've been feeling that my depression has been getting triggered a lot, and it reminds me of my greatest fear: one day cracking and committing suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my greatest worry.&lt;br /&gt;Not sharks gnawing at me in the ocean, not losing my cat (because that very obviously belongs on this list), not meteors hitting the Earth, or a car crash that leaves me mangled..nope nope nope.&lt;br /&gt;That's my fear, that I'll fall into a depression so deep and painful that I'll lose my senses and do that stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it feels weird that I have a fear like that, as though I'm the ONLY person with that fear, even though there's likely more people like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, that's what made me give my journal name not just cakesonaplane but Broken Bell as well.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm happy and I come here I see that and think, "That was silly, I'm not broken!"&lt;br /&gt;Then this kinda crap happens and it feels absolutely appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel right at all, I DO feel broken, like I can't function correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My perception of people and situations around me go from, "Oh look, people, that's just fine and dandy." to assuming they all hate me and want me dead. &lt;br /&gt;Not 'want me dead' like I'm afraid they're gonna kill me.&lt;br /&gt;More like they see me as so inferior that I don't deserve to exist in their eyes, or my own for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=cakesonaplane&amp;ditemid=791" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-24:1241859:604</id>
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    <title>Cake's Five Most Awkward Moments (not in any particular order of awkwardness)</title>
    <published>2013-04-30T19:00:57Z</published>
    <updated>2013-04-30T19:00:57Z</updated>
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    <category term="lists"/>
    <dw:mood>amused</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">1.  Chasing a goose in her parents' yard while holding crackers and begging it to be her best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Holding a heavy dog that had escaped the house and sliding down an icy road in hopes that this stunt will save Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Running through Walmart yelling about the severe lack of 'My Little Pony' keychains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Demanding a catchy nickname at a Japanese restaurant, somehow walking out known as Lindsey Lohan, disappointed that it wasn't Ellen Degeneres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Having to race to the bathroom before her father visits so that she can hide her porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=cakesonaplane&amp;ditemid=604" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-24:1241859:280</id>
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    <title>Gonna actually USE this thing.</title>
    <published>2012-04-27T20:07:28Z</published>
    <updated>2012-04-27T20:07:28Z</updated>
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    <dw:music>Different Town (by Strong Bad)</dw:music>
    <dw:mood>amused</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">Dear journal...here is a list of all the things I am grateful to God for this day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Kittens&lt;br /&gt;2.  Puppies&lt;br /&gt;3.  Ponies&lt;br /&gt;4.  Flamethrowers that shoot chocolate hundred dollar bills (imitation chocolate)&lt;br /&gt;5.  Giant robots&lt;br /&gt;6.  Italian pastas&lt;br /&gt;7.  All the fish in the sea (that are edible)&lt;br /&gt;8.  My very original real name&lt;br /&gt;9.  Things that don't go bump in the night&lt;br /&gt;10.  Tiny, fluffy, high pitched birds that fit in my hand (squeal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to go beyond a simple 10 item list....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  The word 'pudding'  Not the food, just the word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=cakesonaplane&amp;ditemid=280" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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