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It has personal crap, poetry, jokes, drama, inspiration and who knows what else I might put on here.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://melindagilman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://melindagilman.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2421344168395840627/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Melinda Gilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533361072836175403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5EMFfuvKSNY/TpANsTFUzHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8uWbx58HrBY/s220/92811-4.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</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/MelindaGilman" /><feedburner:info uri="melindagilman" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQNRHw7fip7ImA9WhRaEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2421344168395840627.post-2313378219687794817</id><published>2012-02-14T21:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T21:53:15.206-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-14T21:53:15.206-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="unworthy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="melinda gilman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="feelings" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sick" /><title>i feel sick</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://melindagilman.blogspot.com/feeds/2313378219687794817/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2421344168395840627&amp;postID=2313378219687794817&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2421344168395840627/posts/default/2313378219687794817?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2421344168395840627/posts/default/2313378219687794817?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MelindaGilman/~3/tpsxdg2oqd8/i-feel-sick.html" title="i feel sick" /><author><name>Melinda Gilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533361072836175403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5EMFfuvKSNY/TpANsTFUzHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8uWbx58HrBY/s220/92811-4.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">why when i see people carring for me i feel like i dont deserve it. why do i feel unworthy of their care..  my friends are supporting me on the internet and in real life and it is makin me not feel very well.. how can that be.. i feel sorry for martin. im scared of him yet i hurt for him. it hurts me to see people against him.. i have probably  messed up his relationship between him and 1 of his 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hgX6_ezfnrSiphjEnUXv0Qts08I/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hgX6_ezfnrSiphjEnUXv0Qts08I/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MelindaGilman/~4/e1Nv63x3Slw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://melindagilman.blogspot.com/2012/02/feeling.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YMQHs-cCp7ImA9WhRaEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2421344168395840627.post-3611166178522979628</id><published>2012-02-13T16:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T17:13:01.558-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-13T17:13:01.558-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scared" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="melinda gilman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="death" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="afraid" /><title>I AM AFRAID</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://melindagilman.blogspot.com/feeds/3611166178522979628/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2421344168395840627&amp;postID=3611166178522979628&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2421344168395840627/posts/default/3611166178522979628?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2421344168395840627/posts/default/3611166178522979628?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MelindaGilman/~3/F_-u7Mm_W94/i-am-afraid.html" title="I AM AFRAID" /><author><name>Melinda Gilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533361072836175403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5EMFfuvKSNY/TpANsTFUzHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8uWbx58HrBY/s220/92811-4.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">today martin left. he wanted to go so i told him to go. why not.. all we acted like were roommates. i dont want a roommate. why am i afraid.. because he told me that i would regret him leaving. he never told me that before and i know it wasnt because hes sooooooo good to me and done so much for me because he wasnt and he didnt.. im afraid because of a conversation we had a few weeks ago.. i dont 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NzIPFwYkhHda0UcF98yQz5qSLrs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NzIPFwYkhHda0UcF98yQz5qSLrs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MelindaGilman/~4/z0O09kJGouw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://melindagilman.blogspot.com/2011/10/form-of-love.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YNSXo8fip7ImA9WhdUGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2421344168395840627.post-8467746753561124295</id><published>2011-10-05T12:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T12:13:18.476-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-05T12:13:18.476-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="melinda gilman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lover" /><title>lover</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://melindagilman.blogspot.com/feeds/8467746753561124295/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2421344168395840627&amp;postID=8467746753561124295&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2421344168395840627/posts/default/8467746753561124295?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2421344168395840627/posts/default/8467746753561124295?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MelindaGilman/~3/jVoA5B5JQFk/lover.html" title="lover" /><author><name>Melinda Gilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533361072836175403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5EMFfuvKSNY/TpANsTFUzHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8uWbx58HrBY/s220/92811-4.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">its a shame when a man nearly 50 years old who has been married twice, has kids and grandkids doesnt know the difference between a mother and a lover. a lover has the right to want her man to call her every day that he is away just to say hi, i miss and love you, how are you, how was your day and plans have changed, im not comin home but stayin the night with my daughter. and its sad when a man 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6qXUzl-mkLIJngvQMh15MaBecaw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6qXUzl-mkLIJngvQMh15MaBecaw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MelindaGilman/~4/kGoPqHAwOXg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://melindagilman.blogspot.com/2011/10/shut-it-up-bitch.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEMSX8-fSp7ImA9WhdUFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2421344168395840627.post-6705020272782941322</id><published>2011-10-01T01:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T01:41:28.155-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-01T01:41:28.155-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="melinda gilman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><title>forced love</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://melindagilman.blogspot.com/feeds/6705020272782941322/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2421344168395840627&amp;postID=6705020272782941322&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2421344168395840627/posts/default/6705020272782941322?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2421344168395840627/posts/default/6705020272782941322?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MelindaGilman/~3/Om5hZwfk_yA/forced-love.html" title="forced love" /><author><name>Melinda Gilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533361072836175403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5EMFfuvKSNY/TpANsTFUzHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8uWbx58HrBY/s220/92811-4.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">sometimes when people love us they dont know how to show it. my boyfriend says he loves me but he doesnt show me love the way i need him to. i let him know how he can show me but im having to tell him over and over. it makes me wonder if he really does love me. if he does love me then why do i have to keep telling him what it takes over and over. like making a simple phone call to me. why would i
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GGpCEQZxghgVwhg7qiczqT1MMpc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GGpCEQZxghgVwhg7qiczqT1MMpc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MelindaGilman/~4/Tp8pFqhk2dQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://melindagilman.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-emotions.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAERXYyeCp7ImA9WhdUEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2421344168395840627.post-6344267759437023421</id><published>2011-09-27T21:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T21:51:44.890-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-27T21:51:44.890-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="melinda gilman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lonely" /><title>loneliness rules and it sucks</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://melindagilman.blogspot.com/feeds/6344267759437023421/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2421344168395840627&amp;postID=6344267759437023421&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2421344168395840627/posts/default/6344267759437023421?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2421344168395840627/posts/default/6344267759437023421?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MelindaGilman/~3/P9GiC4miZeU/loneliness-rules-and-it-sucks.html" title="loneliness rules and it sucks" /><author><name>Melinda Gilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533361072836175403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5EMFfuvKSNY/TpANsTFUzHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8uWbx58HrBY/s220/92811-4.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">if you long for love, it dont matter how many people come and go. it dont matter how many friends or family you have, youre goin to feel lonely if you dont have a special someone that makes you feel loved.
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AG41zsu6Uq4n3hYK2PHxghZqbd0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AG41zsu6Uq4n3hYK2PHxghZqbd0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MelindaGilman/~4/P9GiC4miZeU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://melindagilman.blogspot.com/2011/09/loneliness-rules-and-it-sucks.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YCQXo8eCp7ImA9WhdUEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2421344168395840627.post-8021710517640278791</id><published>2011-09-26T05:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T05:26:00.470-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-26T05:26:00.470-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="melinda gilman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bargain" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shopping" /><title>Good clothing deals online</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://melindagilman.blogspot.com/feeds/8021710517640278791/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2421344168395840627&amp;postID=8021710517640278791&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2421344168395840627/posts/default/8021710517640278791?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2421344168395840627/posts/default/8021710517640278791?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MelindaGilman/~3/FIqzee74yC8/good-clothing-deals-online_26.html" title="Good clothing deals online" /><author><name>Melinda Gilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533361072836175403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5EMFfuvKSNY/TpANsTFUzHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8uWbx58HrBY/s220/92811-4.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I love me some bargains. If you do too then ya might like these sites.Everything for 5.99 or less at http://www.599fashion.comEverything for 10 dollars  or less at http://10dollarmall.comEverything for 15 dollars at http://15dollarstore.com
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2hWPHrAhc-LK8A8g_frf89omUBE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2hWPHrAhc-LK8A8g_frf89omUBE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MelindaGilman/~4/FIqzee74yC8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://melindagilman.blogspot.com/2011/09/good-clothing-deals-online_26.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQHQHo5cSp7ImA9WhdVGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2421344168395840627.post-3600677103298520850</id><published>2011-09-25T18:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T18:05:31.429-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-25T18:05:31.429-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="games" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="melinda gilman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="winster.com" /><title>games</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://melindagilman.blogspot.com/feeds/3600677103298520850/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2421344168395840627&amp;postID=3600677103298520850&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2421344168395840627/posts/default/3600677103298520850?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2421344168395840627/posts/default/3600677103298520850?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MelindaGilman/~3/jdzK327oS9Q/games.html" title="games" /><author><name>Melinda Gilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533361072836175403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5EMFfuvKSNY/TpANsTFUzHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8uWbx58HrBY/s220/92811-4.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">if ya like games and makin friends and winning prizes check this out http://www.winster.com/refer.jsp?uid=h1t8tn1t7w9wp
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ATvJRIPkO_7Y3mjm-rejTUWnqEg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ATvJRIPkO_7Y3mjm-rejTUWnqEg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MelindaGilman/~4/Me3lBOOUHCo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://melindagilman.blogspot.com/2011/09/teach-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEBR3c6eyp7ImA9WhdWEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2421344168395840627.post-8382360759575596579</id><published>2011-09-03T16:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T16:44:16.913-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-03T16:44:16.913-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="melinda gilman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="desire" /><title>desire</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://melindagilman.blogspot.com/feeds/8382360759575596579/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2421344168395840627&amp;postID=8382360759575596579&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2421344168395840627/posts/default/8382360759575596579?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2421344168395840627/posts/default/8382360759575596579?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MelindaGilman/~3/SWhwkE0VUPg/desire.html" title="desire" /><author><name>Melinda Gilman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533361072836175403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5EMFfuvKSNY/TpANsTFUzHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8uWbx58HrBY/s220/92811-4.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html"> i am  human and it is natural to want to be desired. i dont have a man of my own to desire me so i show my body to the world because i want it to be desired and it is no matter what size it is.  my want is fulfilled. just not by the one i need to fulfill it.
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