<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2036347724815363460</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:30:10.385Z</updated><title type='text'>stranded bird</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>stranded bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12840124222965494217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/ScTuTDPy79I/AAAAAAAAAG8/xIvWGCg2TSc/S220/l_e1c9a1f7bdfc4005bd4fdc6fa4cc8771.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2036347724815363460.post-8272252478646326555</id><published>2009-08-12T22:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:11:32.866+01:00</updated><title type='text'>the shitty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;thing is that i have 2 weeks now that i am doing nothing. I am supposed to study hard, but i have done nothing. Instead i am spending 10 hours a day on the net, mostly surfing through blogs. I found some great stuff. And at night i watch every series left, so it doesn't feel left out. Friends are calling me for drinks and i kindly decline, i blame it on the studying. And then i feel guilty because i turned  my dear friends down, and i feel guilty some more, because the reason is true but i am not following through. What the hell. I don't know, i don't feel like doing much. I am generally lazy, but i think the last two months that he's away it's gotten worse. Phew..I wish all of you are in a greater mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eo8vW_0H_Kg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eo8vW_0H_Kg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2036347724815363460-8272252478646326555?l=stranded-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/8272252478646326555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/08/shitty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/8272252478646326555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/8272252478646326555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/08/shitty.html' title='the shitty'/><author><name>stranded bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12840124222965494217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/ScTuTDPy79I/AAAAAAAAAG8/xIvWGCg2TSc/S220/l_e1c9a1f7bdfc4005bd4fdc6fa4cc8771.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2036347724815363460.post-2760613716980589262</id><published>2009-07-15T19:43:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:06:54.521+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sales</title><content type='html'>I started this blog and i felt very cconfident about myself, about how i was gonna write every day. So funny, i never kept any promise to myself. But now i feel free to write whenever i like and if i have anything to say. It's not restraining. So tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tonight I have no words for you&lt;br /&gt;Made a promise to say so much&lt;br /&gt;Oh I can only steal from you&lt;br /&gt;What already belongs to us&lt;br /&gt;I would like to sing a firestorm&lt;br /&gt;And not some rich and soothing well&lt;br /&gt;Well all such lines are forbidden now&lt;br /&gt;And it's you I cannot touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my other half so much..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2036347724815363460-2760613716980589262?l=stranded-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/2760613716980589262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/07/sales.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/2760613716980589262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/2760613716980589262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/07/sales.html' title='Sales'/><author><name>stranded bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12840124222965494217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/ScTuTDPy79I/AAAAAAAAAG8/xIvWGCg2TSc/S220/l_e1c9a1f7bdfc4005bd4fdc6fa4cc8771.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2036347724815363460.post-6691058635380252019</id><published>2009-07-04T16:27:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T16:44:27.428+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel new</title><content type='html'>Today is such a beautiful day. It was sunny, then it rained heavily and now everyhting's clean again. Fresh. I cleaned my balcony and it smells like earth. So nice. I am waiting for the snails to come out and play. Did you know that all land snails are hermaphrodites? They perform a ritual courtship before mating, which can last up to 12 hours..i kind of find it romantic. And I miss you. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/Sk94b6bxSmI/AAAAAAAAAHk/2QRQT_Aip0k/s1600-h/Kissingsnails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/Sk94b6bxSmI/AAAAAAAAAHk/2QRQT_Aip0k/s320/Kissingsnails.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354630902904343138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2036347724815363460-6691058635380252019?l=stranded-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/6691058635380252019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-feel-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/6691058635380252019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/6691058635380252019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-feel-new.html' title='I feel new'/><author><name>stranded bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12840124222965494217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/ScTuTDPy79I/AAAAAAAAAG8/xIvWGCg2TSc/S220/l_e1c9a1f7bdfc4005bd4fdc6fa4cc8771.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/Sk94b6bxSmI/AAAAAAAAAHk/2QRQT_Aip0k/s72-c/Kissingsnails.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2036347724815363460.post-5394944255763700924</id><published>2009-04-30T12:20:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T12:32:04.938+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;that there is probably no one out there who cares, but i am back. I am just wishing for better weather. I have been watching lost, listening to new musics and preparing things for work. At the same time. I find myself fascinated again by the awesomeness that is Nirvana. I feel like i am 13 again, and you know what - it feels nice! This weekend it's gonna be sleeping, eating, nirvaning and reading "Uncle Takis" by G.Xanthoulis. Hope you enjoy yourselves as well!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;pre  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not like them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I can pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sun is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I have a light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The day is done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I'm having fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think I'm dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or maybe just happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Think I'm just happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Think I'm just happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Think I'm just happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;" by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Nirvana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2036347724815363460-5394944255763700924?l=stranded-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/5394944255763700924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-know.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/5394944255763700924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/5394944255763700924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-know.html' title='I know'/><author><name>stranded bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12840124222965494217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/ScTuTDPy79I/AAAAAAAAAG8/xIvWGCg2TSc/S220/l_e1c9a1f7bdfc4005bd4fdc6fa4cc8771.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2036347724815363460.post-4408572802109655692</id><published>2009-03-18T14:44:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:57:42.076Z</updated><title type='text'>I admit it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;ok. I suffer from a condition called O.C.D. (obsessive compulsive disorder) in a lot of things in my everyday life, but especially with  my music. I find out about a new album and it's all i listen to for a month until I'm totally sick of it and I don't listen to it ever again. Two months ago it was Franz Ferdinand. One month ago the Kings of Leon. This month it's definitely the new Yeah Yeah Yeah's album. It's brilliant and you're gonna get really tired of me posting their lyrics.. Sorry, my condition is untreatable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All along, not so strong without these open arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hold on tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All along, not that strong without these open arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lie beside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All along, not so strong without these open arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ride beside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Run, run, run away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lost, lost, lost my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Want you to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Want you to be my prize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;The Yeah Yeah Yeah's- Runaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2036347724815363460-4408572802109655692?l=stranded-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/4408572802109655692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-admit-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/4408572802109655692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/4408572802109655692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-admit-it.html' title='I admit it'/><author><name>stranded bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12840124222965494217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/ScTuTDPy79I/AAAAAAAAAG8/xIvWGCg2TSc/S220/l_e1c9a1f7bdfc4005bd4fdc6fa4cc8771.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2036347724815363460.post-2095160769716846345</id><published>2009-03-17T15:51:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-17T16:01:51.061Z</updated><title type='text'>Ironic much?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today's weather feels like an irony to my yesterday post! My beloved city comes today to defy me..Still she has all my chances! Even in this moody day, i hear the rain drops and it makes me more productive, more alive and somewhat more determined.  So again dance until you're dead, cause heads will roll on the floor. Quick, don't hesitate! Grab someone and feel **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2036347724815363460-2095160769716846345?l=stranded-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/2095160769716846345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/03/ironic-much.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/2095160769716846345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/2095160769716846345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/03/ironic-much.html' title='Ironic much?'/><author><name>stranded bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12840124222965494217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/ScTuTDPy79I/AAAAAAAAAG8/xIvWGCg2TSc/S220/l_e1c9a1f7bdfc4005bd4fdc6fa4cc8771.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2036347724815363460.post-3346591996633282264</id><published>2009-03-16T21:01:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-17T16:02:06.871Z</updated><title type='text'>Athens in the spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;These past few days Athens is so beautiful! I could write thousands upon thousands of words about her beauty in the sun, during August or in the night. But today's post is about Sundays in the spring. When the light becomes slowly softer, and the sky bluer, and the clouds are white and grey, like in a painting. The pavements shine, people wear scarves and sunglasses, they smile more, flirt more and sink in couches eating apple pies at a Sunday afternoon. It's so unbelievably beautiful! Strolling down the streets, with this song in my ears:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Off with your head&lt;br /&gt;Dance until you're dead&lt;br /&gt;Heads will roll&lt;br /&gt;Heads will roll&lt;br /&gt;Heads will roll&lt;br /&gt;Heads will roll&lt;br /&gt;On the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2036347724815363460-3346591996633282264?l=stranded-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/3346591996633282264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/03/athens-in-spring.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/3346591996633282264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/3346591996633282264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/03/athens-in-spring.html' title='Athens in the spring'/><author><name>stranded bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12840124222965494217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/ScTuTDPy79I/AAAAAAAAAG8/xIvWGCg2TSc/S220/l_e1c9a1f7bdfc4005bd4fdc6fa4cc8771.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2036347724815363460.post-1662304304965382883</id><published>2009-03-10T19:58:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-10T20:53:10.143Z</updated><title type='text'>I still remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the first time i met you. the first look you gave me. the first time i touched your shoulder. the first bite. the first concert we went together. the first trip. the first i love you from my part which remained unanswered. it always reminded me of this song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There is no if.. - The Cure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Remember the first time I told you I love you -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; It was raining hard and you never heard -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; You sneezed! and I had to say it over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; "I said I love you" I said... you didn't say a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SbbL66d2utI/AAAAAAAAAGM/TtyTWJUOOM8/s1600-h/street.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SbbL66d2utI/AAAAAAAAAGM/TtyTWJUOOM8/s320/street.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311657023517407954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just held your hands to my shining eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And I watched as the rain ran through your fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Held your hands to my shining eyes and smiled as you kissed me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;"if you die" you said "so do i" you said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; And it starts the day you make the sign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; "tell me I'm forever yours and you're forever mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; Forever mine... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;There is no always forever... just this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Just this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SbbRny79xHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/pU80tX5pwmU/s1600-h/concert.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SbbRny79xHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/pU80tX5pwmU/s320/concert.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311663292148466802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2036347724815363460-1662304304965382883?l=stranded-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/1662304304965382883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-still-remember.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/1662304304965382883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/1662304304965382883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-still-remember.html' title='I still remember'/><author><name>stranded bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12840124222965494217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/ScTuTDPy79I/AAAAAAAAAG8/xIvWGCg2TSc/S220/l_e1c9a1f7bdfc4005bd4fdc6fa4cc8771.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SbbL66d2utI/AAAAAAAAAGM/TtyTWJUOOM8/s72-c/street.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2036347724815363460.post-2277760571548820992</id><published>2009-03-05T22:59:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:25:37.176Z</updated><title type='text'>to the mysteries of the night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sometimes I feel that you're a part of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Although it don't seem real it's how I want it to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But if you can't stay, then I'll understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You're just sawdust in my empty hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If you can't decide I'll still be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Just open wide; I'm here for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SbBexmmNLlI/AAAAAAAAADg/nJElXoUbFXU/s1600-h/plaza.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SbBexmmNLlI/AAAAAAAAADg/nJElXoUbFXU/s320/plaza.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309848166937210450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2036347724815363460-2277760571548820992?l=stranded-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/2277760571548820992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-mysteries-of-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/2277760571548820992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/2277760571548820992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-mysteries-of-night.html' title='to the mysteries of the night'/><author><name>stranded bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12840124222965494217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/ScTuTDPy79I/AAAAAAAAAG8/xIvWGCg2TSc/S220/l_e1c9a1f7bdfc4005bd4fdc6fa4cc8771.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SbBexmmNLlI/AAAAAAAAADg/nJElXoUbFXU/s72-c/plaza.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2036347724815363460.post-2180106817213778085</id><published>2009-03-03T13:33:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-03T14:45:37.859Z</updated><title type='text'>Love is the drug for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;The past 3 days were a bit ugly for me. I was sick and i had so much work waiting for me. Which was..conveniently postponed for the next weekend. Maybe. Will see.. I also missed a concert i wanted to attend. Isn't it so stupid when you want to do so many things and something just doesn't let you. Felt powerless and small. But i had someone to take care of me. At least that's something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Wrong: That's everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/Sa1CAou4h-I/AAAAAAAAACg/MLlQ9ql-V7I/s1600-h/loveisthedrug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/Sa1CAou4h-I/AAAAAAAAACg/MLlQ9ql-V7I/s320/loveisthedrug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308972114441177058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2036347724815363460-2180106817213778085?l=stranded-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/2180106817213778085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-is-drug-for-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/2180106817213778085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/2180106817213778085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-is-drug-for-me.html' title='Love is the drug for me'/><author><name>stranded bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12840124222965494217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/ScTuTDPy79I/AAAAAAAAAG8/xIvWGCg2TSc/S220/l_e1c9a1f7bdfc4005bd4fdc6fa4cc8771.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/Sa1CAou4h-I/AAAAAAAAACg/MLlQ9ql-V7I/s72-c/loveisthedrug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2036347724815363460.post-3155657322231725147</id><published>2009-02-25T23:32:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-02-25T23:43:46.858Z</updated><title type='text'>Will it burn out in the end?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SaXV2fc32-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/RdFjB6d8Wpg/s1600-h/sparks_.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SaXV2fc32-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/RdFjB6d8Wpg/s320/sparks_.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306882868058250210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Y&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ou're answering questions that have not yet been asked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;All sparks will burn out in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You burn like you're bouncing cigarettes on the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;All sparks will burn out in the end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2036347724815363460-3155657322231725147?l=stranded-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/3155657322231725147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/02/will-it-burn-out-in-end.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/3155657322231725147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/3155657322231725147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/02/will-it-burn-out-in-end.html' title='Will it burn out in the end?'/><author><name>stranded bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12840124222965494217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/ScTuTDPy79I/AAAAAAAAAG8/xIvWGCg2TSc/S220/l_e1c9a1f7bdfc4005bd4fdc6fa4cc8771.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SaXV2fc32-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/RdFjB6d8Wpg/s72-c/sparks_.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2036347724815363460.post-4990220052645291437</id><published>2009-02-22T13:31:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:59:01.736Z</updated><title type='text'>I need</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;some mental nourishment. I've reached to the point that I'm old enough now to stop being so o.c.d. all the time. Not only about objects and situations but people. I have to decide. I can't go wasting my turn here with shallow, not mind-challenging, unartistic talks. I must let go. I should just be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Otherwise it's a sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2036347724815363460-4990220052645291437?l=stranded-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/4990220052645291437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-need.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/4990220052645291437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/4990220052645291437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-need.html' title='I need'/><author><name>stranded bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12840124222965494217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/ScTuTDPy79I/AAAAAAAAAG8/xIvWGCg2TSc/S220/l_e1c9a1f7bdfc4005bd4fdc6fa4cc8771.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2036347724815363460.post-8596823651687385436</id><published>2009-02-19T21:12:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:25:03.063Z</updated><title type='text'>So alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today I watched the boats&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving through the harbor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking on water&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your arms I'd stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SZ3MUzyzE_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/3XaxPQb81QU/s1600-h/5502469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SZ3MUzyzE_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/3XaxPQb81QU/s320/5502469.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304620593985033202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Forever if I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Forever if I may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Keep me in your thoughts, don't disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Good night..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2036347724815363460-8596823651687385436?l=stranded-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/8596823651687385436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-alive.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/8596823651687385436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/8596823651687385436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-alive.html' title='So alive'/><author><name>stranded bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12840124222965494217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/ScTuTDPy79I/AAAAAAAAAG8/xIvWGCg2TSc/S220/l_e1c9a1f7bdfc4005bd4fdc6fa4cc8771.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SZ3MUzyzE_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/3XaxPQb81QU/s72-c/5502469.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2036347724815363460.post-8476438421509050868</id><published>2009-02-18T14:53:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:55:33.975Z</updated><title type='text'>The second best thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SZwhQCQ3ePI/AAAAAAAAABg/X7bZPchfr84/s1600-h/11723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SZwhQCQ3ePI/AAAAAAAAABg/X7bZPchfr84/s320/11723.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304151020504840434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in case of emergency, here's the link:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mcphee.com/items/11723.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2036347724815363460-8476438421509050868?l=stranded-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/8476438421509050868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/02/second-best-thing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/8476438421509050868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/8476438421509050868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/02/second-best-thing.html' title='The second best thing'/><author><name>stranded bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12840124222965494217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/ScTuTDPy79I/AAAAAAAAAG8/xIvWGCg2TSc/S220/l_e1c9a1f7bdfc4005bd4fdc6fa4cc8771.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SZwhQCQ3ePI/AAAAAAAAABg/X7bZPchfr84/s72-c/11723.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2036347724815363460.post-2164718561698418679</id><published>2009-02-17T19:07:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:30:26.343Z</updated><title type='text'>Christian Louboutin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I so wanna buy these shoes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SZsLmDGpUcI/AAAAAAAAABA/CRF6Aj8A5xU/s1600-h/christian-louboutin-black-leather-pumps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SZsLmDGpUcI/AAAAAAAAABA/CRF6Aj8A5xU/s320/christian-louboutin-black-leather-pumps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303845734455005634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Even though i can't walk in them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SZsM_ehkiVI/AAAAAAAAABQ/OqFcTg5HIes/s1600-h/christian-louboutin-patent-peep-toe-mary-janes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SZsM_ehkiVI/AAAAAAAAABQ/OqFcTg5HIes/s320/christian-louboutin-patent-peep-toe-mary-janes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303847270824053074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Shit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SZsNdpClDyI/AAAAAAAAABY/gPnvuZSNyhY/s1600-h/christian-louboutin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SZsNdpClDyI/AAAAAAAAABY/gPnvuZSNyhY/s320/christian-louboutin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303847789042929442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;THEY'RE ALL BLACK...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2036347724815363460-2164718561698418679?l=stranded-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/2164718561698418679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/02/christian-louboutin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/2164718561698418679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/2164718561698418679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/02/christian-louboutin.html' title='Christian Louboutin'/><author><name>stranded bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12840124222965494217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/ScTuTDPy79I/AAAAAAAAAG8/xIvWGCg2TSc/S220/l_e1c9a1f7bdfc4005bd4fdc6fa4cc8771.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/SZsLmDGpUcI/AAAAAAAAABA/CRF6Aj8A5xU/s72-c/christian-louboutin-black-leather-pumps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2036347724815363460.post-8727909633566477306</id><published>2009-02-16T14:55:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-16T14:55:58.966Z</updated><title type='text'>breathe me</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;Ouch&lt;br /&gt;I have lost myself again&lt;br /&gt;Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;I think that I might break&lt;br /&gt;Lost myself again and I feel unsafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my friend&lt;br /&gt;Hold me&lt;br /&gt;Wrap me up&lt;br /&gt;Unfold me&lt;br /&gt;I am small and needy&lt;br /&gt;Warm me up and breathe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2036347724815363460-8727909633566477306?l=stranded-bird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/feeds/8727909633566477306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/02/breathe-me.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/8727909633566477306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2036347724815363460/posts/default/8727909633566477306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranded-bird.blogspot.com/2009/02/breathe-me.html' title='breathe me'/><author><name>stranded bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12840124222965494217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0beBOKIyyA/ScTuTDPy79I/AAAAAAAAAG8/xIvWGCg2TSc/S220/l_e1c9a1f7bdfc4005bd4fdc6fa4cc8771.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
