<?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-1623220086455885767</id><updated>2011-07-07T13:20:55.711-07:00</updated><category term='god.'/><title type='text'>grab a hold of yourself.</title><subtitle type='html'>comeongetalifeandgrowoverit.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dshbg.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623220086455885767/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dshbg.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>reeca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16151164688530891342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623220086455885767.post-3962188696477899140</id><published>2010-02-26T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T08:17:41.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;my heart cant seem to push you any further. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623220086455885767/posts/default/2989731808355561890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623220086455885767/posts/default/2989731808355561890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dshbg.blogspot.com/2010/02/now-waht-is-love-what-is-lovei-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>reeca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16151164688530891342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623220086455885767.post-5034237107447683107</id><published>2010-02-15T08:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T08:55:24.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>moved. but this will stay fr some purposes during times or back up, awh man im bullshitting again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623220086455885767-5034237107447683107?l=dshbg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dshbg.blogspot.com/feeds/5034237107447683107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623220086455885767&amp;postID=5034237107447683107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623220086455885767/posts/default/5034237107447683107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623220086455885767/posts/default/5034237107447683107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dshbg.blogspot.com/2010/02/moved.html' title=''/><author><name>reeca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16151164688530891342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623220086455885767.post-2571824091712034978</id><published>2010-02-11T04:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T04:40:26.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont get those msges like i use to. does anyone remember me? spare a thought about me, at least? in one month, do these people that i always spare a thought about, do they even thought about me? i dont get msges asking if i was okay anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623220086455885767-2571824091712034978?l=dshbg.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623220086455885767.post-1001102710394705299</id><published>2010-02-09T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T05:25:58.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so its tuesday. soon saturday, sunday, monday and tuesday of a lil freedom. but on sunday most prolly there's gonna be like a family thingy going on. sucks. but oh wells, so i guess imma pass valentines. heck. its okay, perhpas saturday, well, these are like the moments where i miss some people so much, like classmates. halem(dont ask me why) and especially my nixxy pixxy still am not sure if they miss me though, oh well. monday meeting daddy i think, hopefully. pray to god things will go smooooothly. babe i wanna go out with you. soooooon please. okay bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623220086455885767&amp;postID=7560289497511652057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623220086455885767/posts/default/7560289497511652057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623220086455885767/posts/default/7560289497511652057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dshbg.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-is-so-relieve-please.html' title=''/><author><name>reeca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16151164688530891342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623220086455885767.post-4378730172701882646</id><published>2010-01-24T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:32:46.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im very upset. i cry most of the time. i dont turn to anyone about how im feeling nowadays. its killing me that my life is like this. i cannot stand it any longer. i get too stress to often. it just gets to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623220086455885767-4378730172701882646?l=dshbg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dshbg.blogspot.com/feeds/4378730172701882646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623220086455885767&amp;postID=4378730172701882646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623220086455885767/posts/default/4378730172701882646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623220086455885767/posts/default/4378730172701882646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dshbg.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-very-upset.html' title=''/><author><name>reeca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16151164688530891342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623220086455885767.post-2760682273361384508</id><published>2010-01-23T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T08:16:29.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was an a-okay day.&lt;br /&gt;well yeah abit sad. still okay la. still sad. but stll okayla. always have to look on the bright side. so jyeah. meet elle at around 4 plus. whom gave me very bad direction to where she was. sheeesh. then blame me. lol. lecture her about art, mcm paham^^ got mind block, brain rusty already. sorry elle, tried my best. muahaha.then she step stress say lets not talk about art, sheesh, its only january man. haha. how stress can you be? hahaha okay then camwhoreeeeeeeeeeeeeee, elle was very bad at jump shots. and i really mean like seriously bad. can blame me some more! ohyes then got these cupids approach us want take picture of us using proid, for a love booth thingy, and we get to keep one of the photos for freeeeeeeeeeeeee, awh, then they ask to give a note about love, it went like, Love Is Like(fill in th blanks) then elle, ask me to put love is like butter and bread, sweet and irresistable. O.o wtf i know, but yeah. the cupids were making us nervous, so we were like rushing la! damn. then 9plus meet ppl at causeway then be a good girl and go home, because egggggggggggcited for tomorrow!*squeal no link but fuck yeah. was suppose to meet A at adm as he's going for acapella prac, but nah, shouldnt disturb him n__n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry that i cannot make you stay. you kept pushing me away. what am i really? i tried so hard. well maybe too hard huh? &amp; it pisses me off when i that people refuses to reply my msges when i ahh no use. kay back to emo mode again. fffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkk i need your lame jokes elle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623220086455885767-2760682273361384508?l=dshbg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dshbg.blogspot.com/feeds/2760682273361384508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623220086455885767&amp;postID=2760682273361384508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623220086455885767/posts/default/2760682273361384508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623220086455885767/posts/default/2760682273361384508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dshbg.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-was-a-okay-day.html' title=''/><author><name>reeca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16151164688530891342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623220086455885767.post-2064628353018095072</id><published>2010-01-22T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T04:37:53.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;how my heart breaks whenever you say fine. how my heart breaks breaks when you dont trust me. how my heart breaks when you ambush me with all the unecessary questions. how my heart breaks when you keep asking the same question over and over again. and, how my heart breaks because no one will understand me. I AM DOWN, SO DOWN. i would love one tub of ice cream please. someone buy me one. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623220086455885767-2064628353018095072?l=dshbg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dshbg.blogspot.com/feeds/2064628353018095072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623220086455885767&amp;postID=2064628353018095072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623220086455885767/posts/default/2064628353018095072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623220086455885767/posts/default/2064628353018095072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dshbg.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-my-heart-breaks-whenever-you-say.html' title=''/><author><name>reeca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16151164688530891342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623220086455885767.post-1019703265911682738</id><published>2010-01-21T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T23:12:23.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And so its friday, like finally. so, saturday will be having dinner(if no cockups) wimma babes. thrilled! eat then maybe go explore places. i hope things will go smoothly tmr oh yes got art lessons to give. dang.&lt;br /&gt;hmm,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623220086455885767-1019703265911682738?l=dshbg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dshbg.blogspot.com/feeds/1019703265911682738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623220086455885767&amp;postID=1019703265911682738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623220086455885767/posts/default/1019703265911682738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623220086455885767/posts/default/1019703265911682738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dshbg.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-so-its-friday-like-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>reeca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16151164688530891342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623220086455885767.post-4512275618748496511</id><published>2010-01-20T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T19:49:40.912-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sorry but maybe i dont understand you. i really do not understand you, i have tried. really, i did, and it was my best. dont you think its time that i had my say and fullfilling it for me? i mean, i know it was really indeed a great disappointment for me, but it might help if you dont rub it in my face more. i must say if 16 years wasnt enough for you to know 'me', then how long more? i need my space, and most importantly, my life, i want to continue doing what i love once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude, i feel very helpless whenever you say you have moodswings, im not sure why. and you know i can get really really really paranoid over you know what. you feeling helpless, me feeling helpless, waiting for the dates to come, its KILIING me. now, its hitting me again, please dont happen, oh god. please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623220086455885767-4512275618748496511?l=dshbg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dshbg.blogspot.com/feeds/4512275618748496511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623220086455885767&amp;postID=4512275618748496511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623220086455885767/posts/default/4512275618748496511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623220086455885767/posts/default/4512275618748496511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dshbg.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-sorry-but-maybe-i-dont-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>reeca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16151164688530891342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623220086455885767.post-5365450523836556818</id><published>2010-01-19T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T21:44:14.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im getting paranoid, its bothering me much. like seriously. dang it. god, help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623220086455885767-5365450523836556818?l=dshbg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dshbg.blogspot.com/feeds/5365450523836556818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1623220086455885767&amp;postID=5365450523836556818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623220086455885767/posts/default/5365450523836556818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623220086455885767/posts/default/5365450523836556818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dshbg.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-getting-paranoid-its-bothering-me.html' title=''/><author><name>reeca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16151164688530891342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
