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Your boyfriend has done something wrong. He did it to his exgirlfriend. He cheated on her. 4 times. Now it's that time - the one when her name comes up because he gave you a funny look when you asked him 'Hey have you seen that movie?' The funny look meant that he saw it...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/awakening/347706"><title>Simple things</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/awakening/347706</link><description>Back in 1982 things seemed so very simple up in St. Paul, Alberta. Kimmy lived in a big white apartment building, with a special place under the stairwell that anyone could hide in if they wanted to. The only thing you had to remember was not to stick a pin in the electric socket. But you could...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/awakening/345875"><title>Little Devil</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/awakening/345875</link><description>You’re on fire. 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