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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="http://lovedarestories.com/utility/FeedStylesheets/atom.xsl" media="screen"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xml:lang="en-US"><title type="html">darnellovescody&amp;#39;s journal</title><subtitle type="html" /><id>http://lovedarestories.com/journals/b/darnellovescodys_journal/atom.aspx</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lovedarestories.com/journals/b/darnellovescodys_journal/default.aspx" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lovedarestories.com/journals/b/darnellovescodys_journal/atom.aspx" /><generator uri="http://telligent.com" version="5.5.133.9594">Community Server</generator><updated>2011-06-11T21:17:06Z</updated><entry><title>THIS IS US</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lovedarestories.com/journals/b/darnellovescodys_journal/archive/2011/06/12/this-is-us.aspx" /><id>http://lovedarestories.com/journals/b/darnellovescodys_journal/archive/2011/06/12/this-is-us.aspx</id><published>2011-06-12T13:21:16Z</published><updated>2011-06-12T13:21:16Z</updated><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I will start this of by telling you how wonderful life was before we got married. we went on horse rides together, we talked all the time. We even shared a few kisses before we even knew we was in love...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We was best friends i held him up before he had a chance to fall. I was there threw everything every girl he dated every break up. And the same for me we was their for one another we loved one another,it was so easy then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now we are marrried we dont talk, and all we do is fuss and get mad that everything the other has to say. Both of are familys has made us mad at one another i feel like he cares more for his mom then me  like im now second in line if she askes him to do something he jumpes and does it and then when i ask him to do something with me its like threw one ear and out the other i feel like he hates me. And he dont like my mom neither which it doesnt bother me she just tells him to be sweet  and he dont like it. trust me you wouldnt like his mom neither i have tried to be her friend,she has went so far as to call social services on me trying to get her son to leave me. trying to say i wasnt good enough for him to have kids with... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways i still love him with all my heart and we have tried everything this is are last resort if any of yall pray... pray to for him you dont have to pray for me this isnt about me its about him building his own strenght just pray for gods will ask him to help....please      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://lovedarestories.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=39511" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>darnellovescody</name><uri>http://lovedarestories.comhttp://lovedarestories.com/members/darnellovescody/default.aspx</uri></author><category term="my love dare" scheme="http://lovedarestories.com/journals/b/darnellovescodys_journal/archive/tags/my+love+dare/default.aspx" /></entry><entry><title>ON DAY 3</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lovedarestories.com/journals/b/darnellovescodys_journal/archive/2011/06/11/on-day-3.aspx" /><id>http://lovedarestories.com/journals/b/darnellovescodys_journal/archive/2011/06/11/on-day-3.aspx</id><published>2011-06-12T01:17:06Z</published><updated>2011-06-12T01:17:06Z</updated><content type="html">their is somedays i want to be so selfish to my husband but i cant do it im not the one doing the love dare my huszband is and im having the want to to start over fresh new&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://lovedarestories.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=39504" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>darnellovescody</name><uri>http://lovedarestories.comhttp://lovedarestories.com/members/darnellovescody/default.aspx</uri></author><category term="my love dare" scheme="http://lovedarestories.com/journals/b/darnellovescodys_journal/archive/tags/my+love+dare/default.aspx" /></entry></feed>