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  <title>Comments on 'the end (part 1)'</title>
  <subtitle>yelling, screaming, they just won't stop. i mean seriously. just shut the heck up. if u can't stand eachother, then why did u get married and have me? i mean, i have better things to do then trying to drown out the sounds of your voices insulting eachother. 
&amp;quot;Honey?&amp;quot; ugh wat did he want? i didn't want to speak with him. 
&amp;quot;Natalee, r u in there?&amp;quot; if i ignore him, do you think he will go away? he opened the door anyways and continued speaking to me as if i cared.
&amp;quot;What r u doing in the laundry room sweetie?&amp;quot; well duh.
&amp;quot;this is the quietest place in the house, i can hear u and mom yelling the least in here.&amp;quot;
&amp;quot;oh Natalee im sorry. i think we need to go for a walk.&amp;quot;
&amp;quot;maybe later dad. i don't feel like it. if u two manage to stop yelling for the next half hour then i might be able to finish my homework.&amp;quot; 
&amp;quot;don't be like that please. me and your mother are going through some rough times. now please, we are going on a walk.&amp;quot;

we were walking along the beach and he just said it.
&amp;quot;we're getting a divorce.&amp;quot;</subtitle>
  <updated>2007-07-29T20:59:28Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on the end (part 1)</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Mmm&amp;#8230; Very realistic. I don&amp;#8217;t like the IM speak, personally though. :/&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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      <name>Fyora Cartagan</name>
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