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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUCQno7eSp7ImA9WhRaFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:34:23.401-08:00</updated><category term="hide" /><category term="practice" /><category term="friendship" /><category term="emotions" /><category term="mad" /><category term="crazy" /><category term="love" /><category term="friend" /><title>Be Expressive!</title><subtitle type="html">Expressions of Love!</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/BeExpressive" /><feedburner:info uri="beexpressive" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QNQXcyfip7ImA9WxZbFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-2445803290775782094</id><published>2008-04-20T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T00:09:50.996-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-20T00:09:50.996-07:00</app:edited><title>Cutest Girl Ive ever seen!!</title><content type="html">&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s139.photobucket.com/flash/remix/player.swf?videoURL=http://vid139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/a7f36ac1.pbr&amp;hostname=stream139.photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Saranya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more pictures visit &lt;a href="http://www.vivekdezine.webs.com/"&gt;www.vivekdezine.webs.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6333104789289245721-2445803290775782094?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2445803290775782094/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=2445803290775782094&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/2445803290775782094?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/2445803290775782094?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/R6jpokUXzvk/cutest-girl-ive-ever-seen.html" title="Cutest Girl Ive ever seen!!" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2008/04/cutest-girl-ive-ever-seen.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYFSXs6fyp7ImA9WxZUF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-8559474822907094161</id><published>2008-04-09T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T07:41:58.517-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-09T07:41:58.517-07:00</app:edited><title>I Love You</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/Hold_In_Arms_Anime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/Hold_In_Arms_Anime.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I Love You" in Different Languages&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afrikaans :&lt;/strong&gt; Ek is lief vir jou &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Albanian :&lt;/strong&gt; Te dua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amharic :&lt;/strong&gt; Afekrishalehou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arabic :&lt;/strong&gt; Ana Behibak (to a male) Ana Behibek (to a female)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Basc :&lt;/strong&gt; Nere Maitea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bavarian :&lt;/strong&gt; I mog di narrisch gern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bengali :&lt;/strong&gt; Ami tomAy bhAlobAshi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Berber :&lt;/strong&gt; Lakh tirikh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bicol :&lt;/strong&gt; Namumutan ta ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bulgarian :&lt;/strong&gt; Obicham te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cambodian :&lt;/strong&gt; kh_nhaum soro_lahn nhee_ah Bon sro lanh oon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cantonese :&lt;/strong&gt; Ngo oi ney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Catalan :&lt;/strong&gt; T'estim molt (I love you a lot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinese :&lt;/strong&gt; Wo ie ni (Manderin, Cantonese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Croatian :&lt;/strong&gt; Volim te (most common), or Ja te volim (less common)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Czech :&lt;/strong&gt; miluji te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Danish :&lt;/strong&gt; Jeg elsker dig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dutch :&lt;/strong&gt; Ik hou van jou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estonian :&lt;/strong&gt; Mina armastan sind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esperanto :&lt;/strong&gt; Mi amas vin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Persian (Farsi) :&lt;/strong&gt; Tora dust midaram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flemish :&lt;/strong&gt; Ik zie oe geerne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finnish :&lt;/strong&gt; Mina" rakastan sinua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;French :&lt;/strong&gt; Je t'aime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friesian :&lt;/strong&gt; Ik bin fereale op dy Ik ha^ld fan dy (the ^ is above the a)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gaelic :&lt;/strong&gt; Ta gra agam ort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;German :&lt;/strong&gt; Ich liebe Dich I mog Di ganz arg! (Suebian: South German dialekt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greek :&lt;/strong&gt; S' ayapo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gujarati(a dialect of India) :&lt;/strong&gt; "Tane Prem Karoo Choo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hausa :&lt;/strong&gt; Ina sonki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hebrew :&lt;/strong&gt; aNEE oHEIVET oTKHA (female to male) aNEE oHEIV otAKH (male to female)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hindi:&lt;/strong&gt; Mein Tumse Pyar Karta Hoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hokkien :&lt;/strong&gt; Wa ai lu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hopi :&lt;/strong&gt; Nu' umi unangwa'ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hungarian :&lt;/strong&gt; Szeretlek te'ged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Icelandic :&lt;/strong&gt; ?g elska ßig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indonesian :&lt;/strong&gt; Saya cinta padamu Saya Cinta Kamu Aku tjinta padamu Saja kasih saudari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Italian :&lt;/strong&gt; Ti amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Irish :&lt;/strong&gt; taim i' ngra leat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Japanese :&lt;/strong&gt; Kimi o ai shiteru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kazakh :&lt;/strong&gt; Men seny jaksy kuremyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiswahili :&lt;/strong&gt; Nakupenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Korean :&lt;/strong&gt; Tangsinul sarang ha yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kurdish :&lt;/strong&gt; Ez te hezdikhem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Latin :&lt;/strong&gt; Te amo Vos amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lao :&lt;/strong&gt; Khoi huk chau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Latvian :&lt;/strong&gt; Es Tev milu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lingala :&lt;/strong&gt; Nalingi yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lithuanian:&lt;/strong&gt; Ash miliu tave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luo :&lt;/strong&gt; Aheri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Madrid lingo :&lt;/strong&gt; Me molas, tronca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indonesian :&lt;/strong&gt; Saya cintakan awak(awak=kamu=you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Malay :&lt;/strong&gt; Saya cintamu Saya sayangmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maltese:&lt;/strong&gt; Inhobbok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mandarin :&lt;/strong&gt; Wo ai ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mohawk :&lt;/strong&gt; Konoronhkwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Navajo :&lt;/strong&gt; Ayor anosh'ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ndebele :&lt;/strong&gt; Niyakutanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Norwegian :&lt;/strong&gt; Jeg elsker deg (Bokmaal) Eg elskar deg (Nynorsk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pakistani :&lt;/strong&gt; Muje se mu habbat hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Persian :&lt;/strong&gt; Tora dost daram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pilipino :&lt;/strong&gt; Mahal Kita Iniibig Kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Polish :&lt;/strong&gt; Ja Cie Kocham or Kocham Cie (Pronounced Yacha kocham)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Portuguese :&lt;/strong&gt; Eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romanian :&lt;/strong&gt; Te iu besc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Russian :&lt;/strong&gt; Ya lyublyu tebya Ya vas lyublyu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scot Gaelic :&lt;/strong&gt; Tha gra\dh agam ort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serbian :&lt;/strong&gt; Volim te (most common), or Ja te volim" (less common)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shona :&lt;/strong&gt; Ndinokuda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sioux : &lt;/strong&gt;Techihhila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slovak :&lt;/strong&gt; lubim ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slovene :&lt;/strong&gt; ljubim te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spanish :&lt;/strong&gt; Te amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Swahili :&lt;/strong&gt; Nakupenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Swedish :&lt;/strong&gt; Jag a"lskar dig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Swiss-German :&lt;/strong&gt; Ch'ha di ga"rn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tagalog :&lt;/strong&gt; Mahal kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taiwanese :&lt;/strong&gt; Gwa ai lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tamil :&lt;/strong&gt; Naan Unnai Kadhalikiren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thai :&lt;/strong&gt; Phom Rak Khun Ch'an Rak Khun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tunisian :&lt;/strong&gt; Ha eh bak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Turkish :&lt;/strong&gt; Seni seviyorum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Urdu :&lt;/strong&gt; Mujhe tumse muhabbat hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vietnamese :&lt;/strong&gt; Anh ye^u em (man to woman) Em ye^u anh (woman to man) Toi yeu em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vlaams :&lt;/strong&gt; Ik hou van jou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welsh :&lt;/strong&gt; 'Rwy'n dy garu di. Yr wyf i yn dy garu di (chwi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yiddish :&lt;/strong&gt; Ikh hob dikh lib&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zazi :&lt;/strong&gt; Ezhele hezdege (sp?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zuni :&lt;/strong&gt; Tom ho' ichema&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6333104789289245721-8559474822907094161?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/8559474822907094161/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=8559474822907094161&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/8559474822907094161?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/8559474822907094161?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/yEHjSQznGKI/i-love-you.html" title="I Love You" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUGRng9eip7ImA9WxZUF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-7857922274764833050</id><published>2008-04-09T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T06:37:07.662-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-09T06:37:07.662-07:00</app:edited><title>Still I Love You!!</title><content type="html">&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/Sadanimegirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other night the love of my life went away&lt;br /&gt;And I can?t sleep at night.......... its driving me crazy&lt;br /&gt;Why can?t you see that I miss looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Why can?t you see that I miss kissing you at night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love you&lt;br /&gt;Please take my hand&lt;br /&gt;Let me help you to understand&lt;br /&gt;Ain?t nobody gonna love you like I do&lt;br /&gt;Ain?t nobody gonna do the things I do for you&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why when I call you at home You say your with your friends, don?t call no more&lt;br /&gt;Why can?t you see the love thats right in your face&lt;br /&gt;Why can?t you see that I don?t want no one to come and take your place&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6333104789289245721-7857922274764833050?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7857922274764833050/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=7857922274764833050&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/7857922274764833050?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/7857922274764833050?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/tqRHc4lvC4Q/still-i-love-you.html" title="Still I Love You!!" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2008/04/still-i-love-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcGSX4zcCp7ImA9WxZUEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-1635524669390789139</id><published>2008-04-02T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T00:57:08.088-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-02T00:57:08.088-07:00</app:edited><title>hi cupid!!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiiii cupid!! Listen I don't want to bother you but I'm in distress&lt;br /&gt;There's danger of me loosing all of my happiness&lt;br /&gt;Cause I love a girl who doesn't know I exist&lt;br /&gt;Ah and this U can fix so...REFRAIN&lt;br /&gt;Now Cupid if your arrow makes her love strong for me&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm gonna love her until eternity&lt;br /&gt;I know that tween the both of us her heart we can steal&lt;br /&gt;Cupid help me if you will so... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6333104789289245721-1635524669390789139?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1635524669390789139/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=1635524669390789139&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/1635524669390789139?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/1635524669390789139?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/2AwoNNX4N-g/hi-cupid.html" title="hi cupid!!" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2008/04/hi-cupid.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04HSXY4fip7ImA9WxZXEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-2493526439841584652</id><published>2008-02-26T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T10:52:18.836-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-26T10:52:18.836-08:00</app:edited><title>Keep Holding On</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/World.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/World.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're not alone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be by your side,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know I'll take your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it gets cold, And it feels like the end, There's no place to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I won't give in, No I won't give in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just stay strong Cause you know I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before it's too late, this could all disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the doors close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it comes to an end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you by my side I will fight and defend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll fight and defend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just stay strong 'Cause you know I'm here for you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(song courtesy - avril)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6333104789289245721-2493526439841584652?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2493526439841584652/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=2493526439841584652&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/2493526439841584652?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/2493526439841584652?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/iVD6ViDbhzI/keep-holding-on.html" title="Keep Holding On" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2008/02/keep-holding-on.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MERn45eip7ImA9WxZSEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-4764245516832697139</id><published>2008-01-25T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T06:30:07.022-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-25T06:30:07.022-08:00</app:edited><title>I don't wanna let you back in</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj81/bebefxuk/lonely.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj81/bebefxuk/lonely.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How dare you play with me&lt;br /&gt;I gave you heart and soul yeah&lt;br /&gt;Tell me baby please&lt;br /&gt;Why you screwin' with my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of all the time I wasted&lt;br /&gt;Think of all the times that I took you back&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no way&lt;br /&gt;I'll be lonelyI don't wanna let you back&lt;br /&gt;And lets just face it&lt;br /&gt;I'm all alone and I won't turn back&lt;br /&gt;You thought that I would be lonely&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna let you back in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me how to feel&lt;br /&gt;Or say that you're for real&lt;br /&gt;My minds made up&lt;br /&gt;I'm cool without ya&lt;br /&gt;You got no more appeal&lt;br /&gt;this girl don't need no man&lt;br /&gt;Say what she can do or she can't&lt;br /&gt;Now I live for me&lt;br /&gt;All the things that make you think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of times you made me cry&lt;br /&gt;You had me so confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about the times you made me sick&lt;br /&gt;I used to think I couldn't handle it&lt;br /&gt;What you think I'm just another chick?&lt;br /&gt;You must have slipped boy, you must have tripped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeah! now u know! tat i dont wanna let u back in....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but u dont know how much i still cry for u!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(song courtesy -- special permission frm Britney spears)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/reileyn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/6333104789289245721-4764245516832697139?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4764245516832697139/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=4764245516832697139&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/4764245516832697139?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/4764245516832697139?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/xrZRhS-4nuA/how-dare-you-play-with-me-i-gave-you.html" title="I don't wanna let you back in" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-dare-you-play-with-me-i-gave-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YARXo7eyp7ImA9WxZSEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-1019882334247771132</id><published>2008-01-25T05:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T05:52:24.403-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-25T05:52:24.403-08:00</app:edited><title>The Angry Heart</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yfwq_kymYKE/R5noVadVcAI/AAAAAAAAADM/M45aZbJ8iMQ/s1600-h/c141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159410302706872322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yfwq_kymYKE/R5noVadVcAI/AAAAAAAAADM/M45aZbJ8iMQ/s400/c141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would disappear without a trace&lt;br /&gt;Until your love washed each teardrop from my face&lt;br /&gt;Baby you got a hold of my angry heart&lt;br /&gt;I saw the truth When you led my way out of the dark&lt;br /&gt;I was draggin round these chains Like some ghost in the hall&lt;br /&gt;Swearing at the pain And empty from it al&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Until you got a hold of my angry heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6333104789289245721-1019882334247771132?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1019882334247771132/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=1019882334247771132&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/1019882334247771132?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/1019882334247771132?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/ON3BEYfoP7o/angry-heart.html" title="The Angry Heart" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yfwq_kymYKE/R5noVadVcAI/AAAAAAAAADM/M45aZbJ8iMQ/s72-c/c141.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/angry-heart.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIGRXw7cSp7ImA9WxZTEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-565744258123966246</id><published>2008-01-12T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:52:04.209-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-12T21:52:04.209-08:00</app:edited><title>Dont have to hide ur tears!!!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee140/Lucreciaxo12/Anime%20Girls/Crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee140/Lucreciaxo12/Anime%20Girls/Crying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like u soo much!&lt;br /&gt;u dont have to hide ur tears frm me..&lt;br /&gt;u dont have to hide ur emotions..&lt;br /&gt;u dont have to hide ur anger&lt;br /&gt;blast it out straight at me&lt;br /&gt;scold me&lt;br /&gt;beat me&lt;br /&gt;poke my eyes ;)&lt;br /&gt;thrash me kick me, punch in nose....&lt;br /&gt;(arrey!!! but dont doo all these things.. im jus kiddin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6333104789289245721-565744258123966246?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/565744258123966246/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=565744258123966246&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/565744258123966246?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/565744258123966246?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/k15fkoZ3vEg/dont-have-to-hide-ur-tears.html" title="Dont have to hide ur tears!!!" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee140/Lucreciaxo12/Anime%20Girls/th_Crying.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/dont-have-to-hide-ur-tears.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EAQH88eyp7ImA9WB9aGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-2008815923402395258</id><published>2008-01-09T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T07:14:01.173-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-09T07:14:01.173-08:00</app:edited><title>Why do Friends break our hearts!!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yfwq_kymYKE/R4Tjlhz1BuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/hgn-TOcBj0E/s1600-h/42-15328594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153494107489109730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yfwq_kymYKE/R4Tjlhz1BuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/hgn-TOcBj0E/s400/42-15328594.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have you ever experienced a break in ur heart..? a feeling tat makes u soooooo sad. Thunder strike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A story of betrayal. sad ?hurt ?angry ?&lt;br /&gt;IF sad , not able to study,&lt;br /&gt;if angry , not able to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;if get hurt, will not trust anybody again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the feeling now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do and Don't&lt;br /&gt;Don't treat someone good ,then you will not get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Don't put your emotion in, then no feeling of sad.&lt;br /&gt;Don't help people, because they might not need help at all, why get feeling of refusal.&lt;br /&gt;Do your own jobs and tasks, say "No" to the one you believe he is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angry is really a misery for people, it hurt your feeling, your health your study and your future.&lt;br /&gt;Don't promise anyone if you cant , because if you can't keep the promise, u affect someone forever with the trust.&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe in other people promise,so you will have an idea of how to treat that people.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get anything from other people if you think it is not good.&lt;br /&gt;whether a meals,or a breakfast.Don't change your habit if possible.&lt;br /&gt;Don't learn from other's habit ,if u think it is bad.."drink ,smoke,bluff"Don't let other people to affect your emotion.&lt;br /&gt;No "feeling " is good if you don't want to get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;No "first time" with the one who is bad.&lt;br /&gt;No "promise " to the anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Do your own meals,&lt;br /&gt;Do your own tasks,&lt;br /&gt;Do keep yourself promise if you make one.&lt;br /&gt;Do the right thing at the right time.and Do the Right Thing rather than Do the Thing Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum Said, "no matter how good you treat some people, they can't think of it, because no one treat them better than their own family or parent."&lt;br /&gt;So , I remind people " remember the one who was treating you good, and more importantly ,Remember the bad sometime to avoid same thing happen. IT is a lesson of life."&lt;br /&gt;If you feel bad , don't do it,if you feel angry, do something won't hurt people or yourself, If you are happy, Share It,If you are not happy , write it down on a paper then throw it in the bin.&lt;br /&gt;Be a responsible person. Best wishes to all the "good" people.&lt;br /&gt;(courtesy- unknown guy)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6333104789289245721-2008815923402395258?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2008815923402395258/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=2008815923402395258&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/2008815923402395258?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/2008815923402395258?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/5ouXVaRKYts/why-do-friends-break-our-hearts.html" title="Why do Friends break our hearts!!" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yfwq_kymYKE/R4Tjlhz1BuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/hgn-TOcBj0E/s72-c/42-15328594.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-do-friends-break-our-hearts.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUEQHgyeyp7ImA9WB9aFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-7379138494361051812</id><published>2008-01-06T05:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T06:03:21.693-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-06T06:03:21.693-08:00</app:edited><title>The gift!!!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yfwq_kymYKE/R4Dfmhz1BtI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_BtQmwqQ3Gc/s1600-h/42-15237224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152363826715625170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yfwq_kymYKE/R4Dfmhz1BtI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_BtQmwqQ3Gc/s400/42-15237224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/42-15237224.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All I want is to hold you forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All I need is you more every day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You saved my heart From being broken apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You gave your love away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm thankful every day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the gift&lt;/div&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/6333104789289245721-7379138494361051812?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7379138494361051812/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=7379138494361051812&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/7379138494361051812?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/7379138494361051812?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/7WetuDe6XsY/tha-gift.html" title="The gift!!!" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yfwq_kymYKE/R4Dfmhz1BtI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_BtQmwqQ3Gc/s72-c/42-15237224.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/tha-gift.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEBQXc5fyp7ImA9WB9aFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-7544858028391478114</id><published>2008-01-06T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T05:37:30.927-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-06T05:37:30.927-08:00</app:edited><title>Here I am!!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/wolves_218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/wolves_218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's nowhere else on earth I'd rather be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here I am It's just me and you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight we make our dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;It's a new world It's a new start It's alive with the beating of young hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a new day It's a new plan I've been waiting for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here I am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6333104789289245721-7544858028391478114?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7544858028391478114/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=7544858028391478114&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/7544858028391478114?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/7544858028391478114?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/bClcO1E9-ng/here-i-am.html" title="Here I am!!" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/here-i-am.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQCQn0ycCp7ImA9WB9aFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-3538144614697944209</id><published>2008-01-06T05:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T05:32:43.398-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-06T05:32:43.398-08:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/25377d7e980c295fdbd620dce5a5f1e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/70fb0aba9c70ffd7d760eb70c53a6bcc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i cry alone.. but&lt;br /&gt;i dnt want him to luk at my tears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he may becom wild....... and thrash watever made me cry......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6333104789289245721-4939575607572104461?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4939575607572104461/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=4939575607572104461&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/4939575607572104461?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/4939575607572104461?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/y_5u52n1gYg/hidden-tears.html" title="Hidden tears!!" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/hidden-tears.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08MQ3w5fyp7ImA9WB9aFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-1424391454490555749</id><published>2008-01-06T05:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T05:24:42.227-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-06T05:24:42.227-08:00</app:edited><title>i am with uu!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/bd2bd25346f257ea4bd7bd55e29e301a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/bd2bd25346f257ea4bd7bd55e29e301a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ill be there where ever u r!!, i wont leave u in the time of diaster!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6333104789289245721-1424391454490555749?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1424391454490555749/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=1424391454490555749&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/1424391454490555749?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/1424391454490555749?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/QGZm8uCt-nc/i-am-with-uu.html" title="i am with uu!" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-with-uu.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EGR3Y6fCp7ImA9WB9aFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-7030582229829843593</id><published>2008-01-06T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T05:20:26.814-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-06T05:20:26.814-08:00</app:edited><title>I'm lost without you !!!!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/somethingspecial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/somethingspecial.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/somethingspecial.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been too long and I'm lost without you , So what am I gonna do, said I've been needin' you, wantin'for you, Wonderin' if you're the same and who's been with you, Is your heart still mine, I wanna cry sometimes!!..........I miss you!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6333104789289245721-7030582229829843593?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7030582229829843593/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=7030582229829843593&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/7030582229829843593?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/7030582229829843593?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/_feNPty28nY/im-lost-without-you.html" title="I'm lost without you !!!!" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-lost-without-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MBSXo_fip7ImA9WB9aFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-2865182066899528100</id><published>2008-01-06T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T05:17:38.446-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-06T05:17:38.446-08:00</app:edited><title>Please Stay!!.........</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/1152399749_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/1152399749_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Please Stay!!.........If I got on my knees and I pleaded with you, Not to go but to stay in my arms, Would you walk out the door, like you did once before?, Or would this time be, different, would you stay?&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/6333104789289245721-2865182066899528100?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2865182066899528100/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=2865182066899528100&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/2865182066899528100?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/2865182066899528100?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/fqsWKoTqu_w/please-stay.html" title="Please Stay!!........." /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/please-stay.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4CQXoyeyp7ImA9WB9aFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-2372175931419235775</id><published>2008-01-06T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T05:09:20.493-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-06T05:09:20.493-08:00</app:edited><title>Dream Girl!!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/Girl_Portrait__by_asuka111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/Girl_Portrait__by_asuka111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So amazing, unbelievable, miraculous women you are.&lt;br /&gt;Incredible, unforgetable, your the worlds greatest by far.&lt;br /&gt;Sensational, so lovable, my cinderella you are.&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful, ghetto fablous, the reason i wish upon a star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh my dream girl.... if i know tat u r in the other side of the world.. i would digg the world to reach you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6333104789289245721-2372175931419235775?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2372175931419235775/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=2372175931419235775&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/2372175931419235775?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/2372175931419235775?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/YKIICM1SZNA/dream-girl.html" title="Dream Girl!!" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/dream-girl.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUACRX0-eCp7ImA9WB9aFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-1360599991316992065</id><published>2008-01-06T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T04:49:24.350-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-06T04:49:24.350-08:00</app:edited><title>To make you feel my love</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hug-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hug-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There ain't nothin' that I wouldn't do !!!&lt;br /&gt;Go to the ends of the earth for you&lt;br /&gt;Make you happy make your dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;To make you feel my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the evening shadows and the star appear&lt;br /&gt;And there is no one to dry your tears&lt;br /&gt;I could hold you for a million years&lt;br /&gt;To make you feel my love&lt;br /&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/6333104789289245721-1360599991316992065?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1360599991316992065/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=1360599991316992065&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/1360599991316992065?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/1360599991316992065?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/wkEwadibvtM/there-aint-nothin-that-i-wouldnt-do-go.html" title="To make you feel my love" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/there-aint-nothin-that-i-wouldnt-do-go.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAAQX08cSp7ImA9WB9aFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-1711736757543105079</id><published>2008-01-06T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T04:49:00.379-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-06T04:49:00.379-08:00</app:edited><title>Missing you</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/1109976868_ictureshug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/1109976868_ictureshug.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y u loosened ur hold!&lt;br /&gt;y u let me gooooo?!?!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I think of you, I always catch my breath&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still standing here, and you're miles away,&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering why you left,&lt;br /&gt;And there's a storm that's raging through my frozen heart tonight,&lt;br /&gt;I hear your name in certain circles, And it always makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;I spend my time thinking about you, and it's almost driving me wild,&lt;br /&gt;And there's a heart that's breakingdown this long distance line tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6333104789289245721-1711736757543105079?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1711736757543105079/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=1711736757543105079&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/1711736757543105079?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/1711736757543105079?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/KuAJJVwCNRo/y-u-loosened-ur-hold-y-u-let-me-gooooo.html" title="Missing you" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/y-u-loosened-ur-hold-y-u-let-me-gooooo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAGSHk-fyp7ImA9WB9aFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-4821315482472872195</id><published>2008-01-04T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T23:15:29.757-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-05T23:15:29.757-08:00</app:edited><title>Ofcourse i have evrything!!!</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/0018ef3ee7af7bee2ad2ead54055180c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/0018ef3ee7af7bee2ad2ead54055180c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Yeah dear! i hav evrything in this world!&lt;br /&gt;i can get&lt;br /&gt;watever i like&lt;br /&gt;watever i wish&lt;br /&gt;watever i want&lt;br /&gt;i even have wings...... still i culdnt reach you..... tats because.... u r running away frm meee...! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6333104789289245721-4821315482472872195?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4821315482472872195/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=4821315482472872195&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/4821315482472872195?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/4821315482472872195?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/tFeSJNNxDOk/ofcourse-i-have-evrything.html" title="Ofcourse i have evrything!!!" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2008/01/ofcourse-i-have-evrything.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4FQX4ycSp7ImA9WB9aFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-562985883034884833</id><published>2007-12-30T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T23:18:30.099-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-05T23:18:30.099-08:00</app:edited><title>You too leaving me dear!!</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/wolves_221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/wolves_221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Im alone!&lt;br /&gt;Evryone left mee! haaaa i dont care, coz i had uuu precious.&lt;br /&gt;wen i felt tat u r ignoring meeee.... i told to myself tat "my friend is busy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nooooo! wat a fool iam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can bear evry absence.. i can accept all the barriers... i can lift them both mentally and physically.&lt;br /&gt;coz i had u on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u too leavin mee!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6333104789289245721-562985883034884833?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/562985883034884833/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=562985883034884833&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/562985883034884833?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/562985883034884833?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/0WrxrLIJ6xU/you-too-leaving-me-dear.html" title="You too leaving me dear!!" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-too-leaving-me-dear.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUBR3g_eip7ImA9WB9aFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-7711353122630410087</id><published>2007-12-30T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T23:24:16.642-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-05T23:24:16.642-08:00</app:edited><title>Betrayal!</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/1179693060_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/1179693060_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="dis"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Distress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The most immediate effect of the betrayal of trust is in the emotional impact on the person betrayed. Generally speaking, the greater the trust that you had put in the other person and the greater the impact their betrayal has on you, then the greater the distress you will feel.&lt;br /&gt;A number of different emotions may be felt upon realizing you have been betrayed. The most common is anger although, depending on the situation, you might the fear of loss of the relationship and repulsion at the lack of integrity of the other person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Loss of trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are betrayed by someone, it is highly likely that you will not easily trust them again. Trust is fragile and can be lost instantly or there is a hysterisis whereby a long-earned trust may be eroded and then suddenly lost.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Justice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a person feels that they have been betrayed, they may well seek some form of justice, putting right (at least for them) what they feel has been wronged, including their sensibilities.&lt;br /&gt;Note that justice and fairness are different things and vary with context. From a personal view, justice means 'making me feel better'. From a national view, it means carrying out the law, no matter how unfair this may seem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't get into these situations!! If you betray someone, it is often best to come clean. Accept responsibility for personal failure and personally apologize. Demonstrate how you will fix process failure, and offer compensation.&lt;br /&gt;The alternatives to these recovery actions may cost you much more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note: A small betrayal can, in fact, actually help. The way it works is that you fail in a relatively unimportant way, then go overboard in recovery. The message sent is &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'we care so much about you even for the small things (so just imagine how much we care about the bigger things)'&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Done well, it can actually increase loyalty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6333104789289245721-7711353122630410087?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7711353122630410087/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=7711353122630410087&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/7711353122630410087?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/7711353122630410087?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/G83u0QDOC34/distress-most-immediate-effect-of.html" title="Betrayal!" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2007/12/distress-most-immediate-effect-of.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkINR3c_eCp7ImA9WB9aFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-1803747612580966409</id><published>2007-12-30T10:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T23:29:56.940-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-05T23:29:56.940-08:00</app:edited><title>Are u busy?</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/42-15319023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/42-15319023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Busy!!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You think you haven’t changed.&lt;br /&gt;You think I’m being sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;You've finally reached that age,&lt;br /&gt;Security is fundamental.&lt;br /&gt;You think you haven’t changed.&lt;br /&gt;You think that you’re just growing older.&lt;br /&gt;You wanted to be safe,&lt;br /&gt;But it turned you into someone colder.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is anyone to blame?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’d really like to think it’s you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You’re so busy these days&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rearranging your face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you still see a trace of yourself?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You think you haven't changed…You think you haven’t Changed…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEah its okiii! but can i hav my angel back!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6333104789289245721-1803747612580966409?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1803747612580966409/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=1803747612580966409&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/1803747612580966409?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/1803747612580966409?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/emE6yg-Dn8M/are-u-busy.html" title="Are u busy?" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2007/12/are-u-busy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUADRnk_fyp7ImA9WB9aFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333104789289245721.post-8539800015185500912</id><published>2007-12-30T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T04:49:37.747-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-06T04:49:37.747-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crazy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="emotions" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mad" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friendship" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="practice" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hide" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friend" /><title>Crazy</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/funnydog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/funnydog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being Crazy!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i think being crazy always keeps us coool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Even though u r sad! nobody will know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;it keeps ur surrounding happy! u can hide ur real emotions from ur friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;How to be crazy??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ur friend girl says somthin like this "hey! my boyfriend luks like bruce lee" and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u reply "ooooh! like a polio attacked hen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tats crazy!!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first u should hav the intension "nothin is permanant in this world" then u can doooo sumthin like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may be ur behavior luks like "mad", dnt worry abt it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"it should luk like mad"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the result is, u can hide ur real emotions, u can wear a "psycho mask"......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just practice it.&lt;/em&gt; and dnt be mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They may forget what u said! but they will never forget how u made them feel!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6333104789289245721-8539800015185500912?l=feeelmylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/feeds/8539800015185500912/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6333104789289245721&amp;postID=8539800015185500912&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/8539800015185500912?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333104789289245721/posts/default/8539800015185500912?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeExpressive/~3/Zn3RHf1EITA/being-crazy-i-think-being-crazy-always.html" title="Crazy" /><author><name>Prince Ashitaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470617953174400793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q302/vivekdezine/hot.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://feeelmylove.blogspot.com/2007/12/being-crazy-i-think-being-crazy-always.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

