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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:queenofhearts.blog.co.uk,2009-11-08:/</id><title>The Queen Of Hearts</title><link rel="self" href="http://queenofhearts.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://queenofhearts.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-08T14:48:42+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:queenofhearts.blog.co.uk,2007-09-28:/2007/09/28/what_to_do~3054971/</id><title>What to Do....</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://queenofhearts.blog.co.uk/2007/09/28/what_to_do~3054971/"/><author><name>QueenofHearts</name></author><published>2007-09-28T19:23:04+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T19:23:04+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I'm just your average teenage girl. I'm terminally in love with shoes, I eat a lot of KFC (and Celery to cancel out said KFC) I sleep my days away, and drink away my nights. I don't pretend to understand or be different. I am who I am, and despite my best efforts, I am in love.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I am the Queen Of Hearts, remember me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I won't explain now, I haven't the time. Its a long and complicated story, but one you'll enjoy. It'll make you laugh, and make you cry.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Queenie xx
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