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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/LSJ1SK9MUsFQKfhHB43v2KhvPZk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/LSJ1SK9MUsFQKfhHB43v2KhvPZk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com/feeds/2594093704781065397/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5813108011886505751&amp;postID=2594093704781065397" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5813108011886505751/posts/default/2594093704781065397?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5813108011886505751/posts/default/2594093704781065397?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com/2009/02/random_27.html" title="Random" /><author><name>Dawn Rader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11815443652697853895</uri><email>dawn.rader@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05089813496246449522" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUDRn86eSp7ImA9WxVWF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5813108011886505751.post-2827605647458215208</id><published>2009-02-27T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T15:11:17.111-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-27T15:11:17.111-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="old poem" /><title>That Thing Called Love</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's so amazing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I can't believe it's real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The pain is gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's that thing called love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Can this be it or am I dreaming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I can only wish he's not plotting or scheming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To play with one's heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Is not very kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Playing mind games from the start,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And heartache you will find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So be true to your love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For it is a gift sent from above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It is only when you lose it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That you will find,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's that thing called love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that will last us a lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5813108011886505751-2827605647458215208?l=howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JM81mrL0N4hlpyrlP6LbuZBUxcA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JM81mrL0N4hlpyrlP6LbuZBUxcA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com/feeds/2827605647458215208/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5813108011886505751&amp;postID=2827605647458215208" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5813108011886505751/posts/default/2827605647458215208?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5813108011886505751/posts/default/2827605647458215208?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com/2009/02/that-thing-called-love.html" title="That Thing Called Love" /><author><name>Dawn Rader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11815443652697853895</uri><email>dawn.rader@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05089813496246449522" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQGQHw7cCp7ImA9WxVWF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5813108011886505751.post-4635418653679090930</id><published>2009-02-27T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:12:01.208-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-27T20:12:01.208-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="old poem" /><title>Random</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Look into my eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And tell me how you feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't be a fool,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just keep it real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If I like what you say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It will keep me from walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The other way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5813108011886505751-4635418653679090930?l=howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/o_D-eVDzePPA5WYxPrvhYAvG-Eg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/o_D-eVDzePPA5WYxPrvhYAvG-Eg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com/feeds/427589082084805681/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5813108011886505751&amp;postID=427589082084805681" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5813108011886505751/posts/default/427589082084805681?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5813108011886505751/posts/default/427589082084805681?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-i-met-you.html" title="The day I met you" /><author><name>Dawn Rader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11815443652697853895</uri><email>dawn.rader@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05089813496246449522" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAHQnozfip7ImA9WxVWF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5813108011886505751.post-1644289303530254749</id><published>2009-02-25T23:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:48:53.486-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-26T21:48:53.486-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="old poem" /><title>choking on love!</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My heart is beating overtime,&lt;br /&gt;can't seem to get you off my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about you all day long,&lt;br /&gt;in my heart I know that something is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; feel this way,&lt;br /&gt;for I am cold,&lt;br /&gt;Untouchable and unkind.&lt;br /&gt;You made me this way,&lt;br /&gt;and expected me to be fine.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I lost all hope.&lt;br /&gt;Almost dying I started to choke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5813108011886505751-1644289303530254749?l=howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mEKBccqimcLozWO8EgZAXIkmJEU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mEKBccqimcLozWO8EgZAXIkmJEU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com/feeds/3585698188250025085/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5813108011886505751&amp;postID=3585698188250025085" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5813108011886505751/posts/default/3585698188250025085?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5813108011886505751/posts/default/3585698188250025085?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com/2009/01/tax-stimulus.html" title="missing you" /><author><name>Dawn Rader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11815443652697853895</uri><email>dawn.rader@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05089813496246449522" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUADSH89fip7ImA9WxVWF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5813108011886505751.post-5858670731750677833</id><published>2008-11-05T11:31:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:49:39.166-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-26T21:49:39.166-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poem" /><title>Random Short Poem</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When love is here,&lt;br /&gt;and there is no sound,&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a feather,&lt;br /&gt;that lifted off of the ground.&lt;br /&gt;As it flies away,&lt;br /&gt;so does the disarray.&lt;br /&gt;And out comes the sun,&lt;br /&gt;to brighten up my day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5813108011886505751-5858670731750677833?l=howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XMZB6CWvq1LknqgiykIPVP8RI5M/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XMZB6CWvq1LknqgiykIPVP8RI5M/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com/feeds/6350706956381235821/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5813108011886505751&amp;postID=6350706956381235821" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5813108011886505751/posts/default/6350706956381235821?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5813108011886505751/posts/default/6350706956381235821?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com/2008/08/stop-and-think.html" title="Stop and think" /><author><name>Dawn Rader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11815443652697853895</uri><email>dawn.rader@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05089813496246449522" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYFR3g7eyp7ImA9WxVWFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5813108011886505751.post-7252688248825534606</id><published>2008-07-17T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T17:15:16.603-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-23T17:15:16.603-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="an old poem about my ex" /><title>One Heavy Heart!</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My heart is heavy and filled with pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;its no wonder I'm sick, I'm standing in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm all alone and I just want to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But i can't move &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm stuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I hear&lt;/span&gt; you say you love me but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't give a flying fuck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You ruined me with your games and ever since then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; been the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It tears me apart just hearing your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You broke my heart and I'll never understand why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It hurt so bad that all I could do was cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just when I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; over you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; back to life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You pop back up causing me suffering and strife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've suffered for too long,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I strive to do my best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But the day you left my heart was put to the test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I feel like my world is crumbling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;beneath my feet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And there is no net to break my fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It takes a beautiful soul to survive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I just don't know if I am cut out for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm suffering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I just don't know what to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm falling apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I feel like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;shattered&lt;/span&gt; dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; never showed its face to another being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm standing still, but I can barely breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My heart is pounding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I cant see my face... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am just a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;blur&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I cant even think about love, it makes my head stir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It shakes me up, leaving me dizzy and confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;god damn you I hate being used!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You stole my heart, and crushed it in front of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Like I never mattered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Leaving me in pieces torn and tattered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I used to know about a thing called love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But now I am just a torn soul, my body aches as my heart breaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I need to put myself back together, but I'm out of body glue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am cold inside, all because of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm like a bunch of ice cubes, piled not so neatly in a broken glass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The way you loved and left me, showed that you never cared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YOU BROKE ME!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So now when I think of love I get scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Scared that if I let myself fall in love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It will happen again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If it does that would be my end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It would crush me to the core,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Causing my heart to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;shatter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5813108011886505751-7252688248825534606?l=howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lEO76Rc6k83BTWOTEuVUtF34vVs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lEO76Rc6k83BTWOTEuVUtF34vVs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com/feeds/7252688248825534606/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5813108011886505751&amp;postID=7252688248825534606" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5813108011886505751/posts/default/7252688248825534606?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5813108011886505751/posts/default/7252688248825534606?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-make-me-sick.html" title="One Heavy Heart!" /><author><name>Dawn Rader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11815443652697853895</uri><email>dawn.rader@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05089813496246449522" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IFSXoyeip7ImA9WxVWFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5813108011886505751.post-9066281669589852320</id><published>2008-07-17T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:25:18.492-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-23T20:25:18.492-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fuck suffering strive stuck" /><title /><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just to clear things up the poem above is one that I found in my old diary, I wrote it to myself about my ex-boyfriend.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i feel pretty exposed sharing it but i thought i needed to be said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5813108011886505751-9066281669589852320?l=howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BhPFVocmvlgTuRujkJR8SgAEnAg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BhPFVocmvlgTuRujkJR8SgAEnAg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com/feeds/6480505970623305083/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5813108011886505751&amp;postID=6480505970623305083" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5813108011886505751/posts/default/6480505970623305083?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5813108011886505751/posts/default/6480505970623305083?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com/2008/07/krissy-my-loverly-wifey.html" title="Krissy my loverly wifey!" /><author><name>Dawn Rader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11815443652697853895</uri><email>dawn.rader@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05089813496246449522" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8EQXk_eyp7ImA9WxdVEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5813108011886505751.post-7450419765929949009</id><published>2008-07-16T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T17:16:40.743-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-16T17:16:40.743-07:00</app:edited><title>Love</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love is something you c&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;herish&lt;/span&gt; forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It runs through your veins and into your soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It possesses every inch of your being without your knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love gives you endless reasons to smile, laugh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And live each day like its your last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love is your air supply it gives you life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5813108011886505751-7450419765929949009?l=howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ya0WMDjFiD7lc9LHXLV_foDTNyA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ya0WMDjFiD7lc9LHXLV_foDTNyA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com/feeds/5207166169005115587/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5813108011886505751&amp;postID=5207166169005115587" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5813108011886505751/posts/default/5207166169005115587?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5813108011886505751/posts/default/5207166169005115587?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com/2008/07/morning-sex.html" title="morning sex!" /><author><name>Dawn Rader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11815443652697853895</uri><email>dawn.rader@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05089813496246449522" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QBSXszcCp7ImA9WxdWEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5813108011886505751.post-6486303268739678650</id><published>2008-07-02T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T10:22:38.588-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-02T10:22:38.588-07:00</app:edited><title>Dearest Husband</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;With all of my heart, in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every way&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Will I love you, until the end of my days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You are my heart, my soul and my breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And with that I promise, to love you until my death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You are so amazing, you have so much soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You make my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every days&lt;/span&gt;, pure gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;With every kiss and every touch, you just tease me so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll always want more of you, because i can never have enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I just cant help it, that I love you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;   ♥ always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;    The wife &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5813108011886505751-6486303268739678650?l=howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/PBKi-2qjAtb2xGWs3koVxWUw2cc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/PBKi-2qjAtb2xGWs3koVxWUw2cc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com/feeds/2731283511222180407/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5813108011886505751&amp;postID=2731283511222180407" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5813108011886505751/posts/default/2731283511222180407?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5813108011886505751/posts/default/2731283511222180407?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com/2008/07/david.html" title="David" /><author><name>Dawn Rader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11815443652697853895</uri><email>dawn.rader@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05089813496246449522" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8ASHk5eyp7ImA9WxVWF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5813108011886505751.post-5607706304371914871</id><published>2008-06-14T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:50:49.723-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-26T21:50:49.723-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="i love sex and the city" /><title>Some Good Sex.....</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's been a little over four years since our girls quit the series. But they're back and lighting up the big screen. It was the event of the year! not to mention the number one movie in America. SEX IN THE CITY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212036539523499410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLDm6GF1L-E/SFTfnj6nhZI/AAAAAAAAABM/9sJwLBsRvWI/s320/SANY4810+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My husband, our friend sushi, and I went to see it on opening night. There were six theaters showing Sex and the city, and every single one was sold out, not just the time we went but all day and night. Everyone there was all done up. Hair, make-up, looking fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;As we watched the movie we heard the whole theater gasping, laughing, crying.... You know the movie was good. It was better then good... I personally loved it. I love our girls! Carrie, Samantha, Miranda, and Charlotte. their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;characters&lt;/span&gt; have touched many soft spots in my life. And have hit home on many occasions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My husband finds it amazing that I never get tired of watching Sex and the city. I watch it faithfully everyday at two A.M.and no matter how many times I've seen it I'll never be bored. I've seen every episode at least 40 times. I'd watch the movie every day too... It's that good. so if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; seen it yet...... Dont wait... It's well worth it! I ♥ SEX AND THE CITY!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5813108011886505751-5607706304371914871?l=howpantiesdefineus.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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