<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156</id><updated>2024-08-30T04:37:08.892-07:00</updated><category term="Love"/><category term="16"/><category term="Bad mood"/><category term="Casual relationship"/><category term="Hide and seek"/><category term="Listen up"/><category term="Liverpool f.c"/><category term="Men"/><category term="Rebound"/><category term="Rollercoaster ride"/><category term="Time"/><category term="Today"/><category term="YNWA"/><category term="a crush"/><category term="again"/><category term="being inlove"/><category term="boy and girl"/><category term="break ups"/><category term="c&#39;est la vie"/><category term="change"/><category term="destiny"/><category term="fling"/><category term="foolish"/><category term="freedom"/><category term="girl"/><category term="goodbye"/><category term="kenyan girl"/><category term="might reds"/><category term="miss good samaritan"/><category term="narcissism"/><category term="pet peeves"/><category term="release"/><title type='text'>Randomicity</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-8075098552646841712</id><published>2011-10-04T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T01:13:56.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I&#39;ve moved.</title><content type='html'>Hi guys thanks so much for all the love over the years. Sorry for my absence, I&#39;ve been playing on other social sites. Anyway, I&#39;m just here to say that i&#39;m officially a &lt;a href=&quot;http://losingself.wordpress.com/&quot;&gt;wordpresser&lt;/a&gt;. So find me there. This blog was nice but, I&#39;ve changed alot over the past couple of months. Chose to follow a path I have been only half following. So I figured why not start over on a brand new website. I might be back here sometime though considering how good blogger is starting to look, but for now check me out &lt;a href=&quot;http://losingself.wordpress.com/&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
Hope to see you there. God bless. xx</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/8075098552646841712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2011/10/ive-moved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/8075098552646841712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/8075098552646841712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2011/10/ive-moved.html' title='I&#39;ve moved.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-7412573532405763758</id><published>2010-09-14T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T01:21:06.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies</title><content type='html'>I realize my posts are extremely sporadic and that&#39;s not good at all.. To be honest though blogging doesn&#39;t excite me much plus I found other channels to get rid of my pent up anger which really leaves nothing for this place. Blog is not getting deleted but post will come when they come...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7412573532405763758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/09/apologies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/7412573532405763758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/7412573532405763758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/09/apologies.html' title='Apologies'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-2147737266574177987</id><published>2010-05-18T16:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T16:13:26.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that go bump in the night</title><content type='html'>I constantly find myself awake at 2a.m, 3a.m reading blogs and website, tweeting or just staring at the wall (yes, I mean literally) I&#39;d like to blame it on coffee or excess sugar and to be honest probability of them being the cause is high, but even without consumption of either of the above I still have trouble sleeping early.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;ve considered jogging again thinking maybe the workout will relax me, but that&#39;s not happening again in awhile. I&#39;ve tried listening to slow soothing music, but that just gets me angry at the sappiness of the lyrics or if i&#39;m in a weird mood get&#39;s me depressed. I tried making myself really warm.. Uncomfortable and impossible to sleep. And today, I even came to bed at 8pm tonite hoping to sleep, it&#39;s 2:30a.m. That didn&#39;t work.&lt;br /&gt;
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So now I resign to the fact that i&#39;m norctunal. A child of the darkness - i mean that in the most non evil way possible.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/2147737266574177987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/05/things-that-go-bump-in-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/2147737266574177987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/2147737266574177987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/05/things-that-go-bump-in-night.html' title='Things that go bump in the night'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-3284793294510554053</id><published>2010-04-15T14:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T14:28:49.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking pissed off!</title><content type='html'>I started to write a blog, and i got all ideas.. It was deep, intense and full of emotion. I wrote for a while, it was the longest blog i&#39;ve written. When I was done, i clicked post. And there was an error went back and it was all gone! A fucking waste of my time that was! Try again? Fuck that! I&#39;m so angry right now i almost broke the laptop. Why on earth did I even try?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/3284793294510554053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/3284793294510554053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/3284793294510554053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='Fucking pissed off!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-7350753565379676453</id><published>2010-03-31T11:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T11:29:02.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not just dreaming..</title><content type='html'>On days like this, slow with nothing much to do. Lying in my bed staring at the ceiling. It&#39;s heard not to think. Even harder not to imagine, envision a remarkable future filled with joy and all the worlds pleasures.&lt;br /&gt;
My mind wanders alot, I let my mind wander. I feel it would be pointless to live without a little dreaming, without my dreams I wouldn&#39;t be here and tomorrow.. Will be remarkable.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7350753565379676453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-just-dreaming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/7350753565379676453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/7350753565379676453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-just-dreaming.html' title='Not just dreaming..'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-6107451129221647026</id><published>2010-03-18T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T04:21:26.896-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="destiny"/><title type='text'>Destiny knocks too damn loud.</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m in a really strange mood today, i&#39;m really happy cuz I have an opportunity to start something new and fresh, feels like the time for me to do what I&#39;ve always dreamt has come (the what will be revealed when the time comes) yet on the other hand I feel this deep sadness like something has died, like I&#39;ve just lost something.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I would like to concentrate on the positive be happy that I&#39;ve been here seen what I&#39;ve seen and embrace the future with a big smile o my face but it&#39;s so ad to pretend that change doesn&#39;t scare me. to pretend that failure, doesn&#39;t scare me cuz it does. I face my future afraid.. who does that? Oh everyone lol!! I&#39;ve kept pushing this forward for so long but now I realize you can&#39;t run away from your destiny.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s hilarious how you can envision something all your life but never do it not because the opportunity to doesn&#39;t arise but because you are too darn chicken to get off your you know what and make the dream a reality. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ve decided, today to open that door, hope the grim reaper isn&#39;t on the other side.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/6107451129221647026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/03/destiny-knocks-too-damn-loud.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/6107451129221647026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/6107451129221647026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/03/destiny-knocks-too-damn-loud.html' title='Destiny knocks too damn loud.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-1605761695437792066</id><published>2010-02-28T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:49:29.421-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="break ups"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="freedom"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="release"/><title type='text'>I&#39;m glad I wasn&#39;t your type.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;post_content&quot;&gt;                                                                         &lt;div class=&quot;post_title&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I remember when it all came tumbling down, all of the nasty emotions that churned within me. I remember wondering what went wrong, and what was wrong with me. But now i’m looking at you and I see what you really are.. I look at her and… I thank God I wasn’t your type.&lt;br /&gt;
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SMILE!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/4475392/smile1-main_Full.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;220&quot; src=&quot;http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/4475392/smile1-main_Full.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/4778682096931568927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/4778682096931568927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/4778682096931568927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-smile.html' title='Just Smile :)'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-3138586317483563833</id><published>2010-02-20T00:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T00:24:49.734-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bad mood"/><title type='text'>Monday morning, saturday morning all mornings are shit!</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m clearly in a shit mood today. I hate this random dark cloud hanging over my head days. &lt;br /&gt;
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Guess i&#39;ll just stay in bed and listen to music.&lt;br /&gt;
Hope you guys are having a good day. *smiley face*</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/3138586317483563833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/02/monday-morning-saturday-morning-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/3138586317483563833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/3138586317483563833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/02/monday-morning-saturday-morning-all.html' title='Monday morning, saturday morning all mornings are shit!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-7339158735156943341</id><published>2010-02-16T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T23:26:47.443-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="miss good samaritan"/><title type='text'>Bad miss good samaritan...</title><content type='html'>So yesterday on my way home, I met this kid asking for money to go home. Just a little background on me I&#39;m not really trusting... But I have a bitch of a conscience so after some questioning and staring the kid down for a bit I decided I&#39;d get on the bus with him then pay at-least then I&#39;d know for sure the money was going to transport right? so I payed for his transport to the city and I&#39;d figured when we got there I&#39;d leave him to figure the rest out but I looked at him and imagined me all stranded in a city where no one really trusts anyone or gives a flying you know what for that matter and I just couldn&#39;t leave him there. So I payed for his next trip, keep in mind I hadn&#39;t carried enough money yesterday for all of that (plus I had done some impulse this and thats).&lt;br /&gt;
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So yes I paid the kids fare and there I was stranded myself.. Well not exactly. Twas quite interesting knowing if I didn&#39;t have options I&#39;d have put myself in a real fix but I felt so much better knowing I didn&#39;t leave him marooned in the big bad city.&lt;br /&gt;
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Makes me wonder though was I helping hm for him? Or for my own peace of mind?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7339158735156943341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/02/bad-miss-good-samaritan.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/7339158735156943341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/7339158735156943341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/02/bad-miss-good-samaritan.html' title='Bad miss good samaritan...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-3775317112743148865</id><published>2010-02-15T10:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T10:53:02.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Body heat..</title><content type='html'>Lying in my bed tired after long day and all I can think about is how badly I need someone. I know it&#39;s totally lame, epic gayness but I do and there isn&#39;t anything I can do to change how I feel. It&#39;s crazy how it reaches a point in your life when the opposite sex becomes a need (or same sex, i don&#39;t discriminate). Why is that? Is it because society has etched it in our mind that when you a certain age you should be married with kids? Is it biologicaly part of us? Or is it just a psychological thing dependant on an individual?&lt;br /&gt;
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I don&#39;t know what it is and honestly right now i couldn&#39;t care less. All I know is I need to cuddle, snuggle up agaist a warm human being an fall deep asleep. I doubt that it&#39;s too much to ask.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/3775317112743148865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/02/body-heat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/3775317112743148865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/3775317112743148865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/02/body-heat.html' title='Body heat..'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-5022737499540895922</id><published>2010-01-27T10:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T10:24:56.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe change isn&#39;t so constant</title><content type='html'>Life is a cycle, everything you give you get back. It&#39;s just the rule of the game. Wether it&#39;s love, hate, disrespect or pain doesn&#39;t take long till it&#39;s knocking at your door. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s funny how we hurt others and complain, we are even at times ready to kill when our loved ones are hurt. What gives anyone the right to complain when they&#39;ve caused the same pain? We say we want to change the world but none is ready to change themselves. What world are we changing then? It&#39;s about time we came to accept that this world is not about to change. We&#39;re all doomed to suffer not because of bad people out there but for our own sins. Our selfishness and pride.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/5022737499540895922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/01/maybe-change-isnt-so-constant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/5022737499540895922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/5022737499540895922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/01/maybe-change-isnt-so-constant.html' title='Maybe change isn&#39;t so constant'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-7720315972970864100</id><published>2010-01-13T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T05:20:49.961-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="foolish"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love"/><title type='text'>loves fool</title><content type='html'>I want you to play&lt;br /&gt;
I need you to stay&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I’ll sacrifice whatever&lt;br /&gt;
Simply for your pleasure&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If it makes me your fool&lt;br /&gt;
Well baby, it’s cool&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I can do anything&lt;br /&gt;
Just to have you&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Let me show you&lt;br /&gt;
Allow me this chance&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To be yours&lt;br /&gt;
Love you this once</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7720315972970864100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/01/loves-fool.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/7720315972970864100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/7720315972970864100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/01/loves-fool.html' title='loves fool'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-7911789959741539428</id><published>2010-01-13T04:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T04:09:58.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rain...</title><content type='html'>Down comes the rain&lt;br /&gt;
Fazing out my sobs&lt;br /&gt;
Hiding all the pain&lt;br /&gt;
From weeks of missing you&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There’s nothing I could do&lt;br /&gt;
No words left to say&lt;br /&gt;
I simply had to watch you walk away</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7911789959741539428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/01/rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/7911789959741539428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/7911789959741539428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/01/rain.html' title='rain...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-2563453687301520103</id><published>2010-01-12T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T22:28:29.405-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Time"/><title type='text'>Insomnic rumbles</title><content type='html'>Lying in my bed listening to heavy metal wondering where all the time went. Just the other day I was 13 acting all crazy with my brother and now it&#39;s 11years gone, i&#39;m 24 brotherless. Sigh&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Where does it go? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We plan our days, schedule events, meetings, friends and family. Yet it still isn&#39;t enough.&lt;br /&gt;
If you really sit and think about it. Evaluate time.. I think you&#39;d go crazy. Really.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/2563453687301520103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/01/insomnic-rumbles_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/2563453687301520103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/2563453687301520103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/01/insomnic-rumbles_12.html' title='Insomnic rumbles'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-7207373736657948876</id><published>2010-01-12T07:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T07:58:12.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Renovate Me!</title><content type='html'>It&#39;s so easy to complain isn&#39;t it? Tear apart each moment of the day, picking at every little thing that went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;
Such an easy fete, blaming the world for our pain - my pain. Taking no responsibility for the failures and distructive paths we may have chosen along the way.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It reaches a point though, a place between falling apart and moving forward.&lt;br /&gt;
A little intersection.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m at that point, that place that intersection.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I choose wisdom, &lt;br /&gt;
i&#39;m taking charge of me, &lt;br /&gt;
no more nonesense excuse.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What about you?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7207373736657948876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/01/renovate-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/7207373736657948876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/7207373736657948876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2010/01/renovate-me.html' title='Renovate Me!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-1319712023432901962</id><published>2009-12-19T12:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T12:11:37.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m here again like clock work, thinking the same thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;
I may have stopped wishing years ago but the missing won&#39;t go away.&lt;br /&gt;
Another year.. Funny how everyone seems to just move on and here I am again. Drowning in pain and anger.&lt;br /&gt;
You were my best friend, the only person I trusted. &lt;br /&gt;
You had my heart, knew me inside out and then you left.&lt;br /&gt;
For the longest time I felt I was responsible, like God was punishing me for loving you too much.&lt;br /&gt;
Eventually I got over that but I still longed for your company.&lt;br /&gt;
Now all this years have past, and i&#39;ve grown and I wonder how it would have been if you were here.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I miss you bro, i&#39;ll never forget you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
R.I.P</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/1319712023432901962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/1319712023432901962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/1319712023432901962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-293036936907960429</id><published>2009-12-18T12:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T12:36:51.474-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Casual relationship"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fling"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love"/><title type='text'>Inlove with my fling</title><content type='html'>I can now say with confidence and certainty that I did fall inlove with said Mr. Usually that would be a good thing, it is for most atleast but sadly for me that isn&#39;t the case.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
See my problem is this, i got me in a what they call &quot;casual relationship&quot; for alot of people that&#39;s apparently normal or so they keep saying but it&#39;s different with me i seem to be incapable of doing the casual thing.., the fact that i went and got myself inlove with the dude being proof of this.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
How do people do this thing? Be with someone months and not get emotionally attached? He treats me so great most of the time then he gives me nothing emotionally. I want so badly to believe that he cares even the slightest but my brain, it functions and it&#39;s telling me otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m not the fling type, i came in this knowing that but still did it anyway and now i&#39;m constantly hurting wishing i could have more.&lt;br /&gt;
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I don&#39;t even know what my next move is... Hopefully he&#39;ll say he feels the same but i&#39;m not holding my breath.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/293036936907960429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2009/12/inlove-with-my-fling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/293036936907960429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/293036936907960429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2009/12/inlove-with-my-fling.html' title='Inlove with my fling'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-9042584809226149964</id><published>2009-11-18T02:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T02:28:14.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is me</title><content type='html'>I feel alot more than i&#39;d like to admit i feel. I bottle up my emotions and let them tear me up from my insides. I keep trying to teach myself to just let go but don&#39;t seem to really know how. So now everythings crumbling around me, my hate is turning to indifference my like to love and i don&#39;t know what to do with it. I keep searching some solution, something to make it all just mellow out but i can&#39;t find that thing. So now i&#39;ve tried a new thing i expressed the one emotion i was most scared to admit to and i&#39;m getting no response. I figure chances are i&#39;ll get something negative since i&#39;m a pessimist and all but i&#39;d much rather acknowledgment, just an i hear you and i&#39;m not going anywhere. &lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m scared. I put myself out there. I&#39;ve nowhere to run. And still all this emotions churning, burning tearing me apart.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/9042584809226149964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/9042584809226149964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/9042584809226149964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-me.html' title='This is me'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-4946593982377123038</id><published>2009-11-02T09:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:40:46.070-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Men"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pet peeves"/><title type='text'>Oh no you&#39;re not</title><content type='html'>If he&#39;s willing to cheat with you, he&#39;s gonna cheat on you. #fact&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
i&#39;m a firm believer in the above and i can bet with research (i&#39;m sure there&#39;s a bored scientist willing to) it can indeed be proven.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So the reason this has come to my mind is i bumped into an old friend today. A man that i wanted insanely to fall inlove with but he wasn&#39;t interested. He was all about the sex, he wanted it bad but i couldn&#39;t give it to him, that&#39;s not what i&#39;m about. This whole time guy had girlfriends (he tried for abit).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then today i meet him, that confident smile acting like he owned me. I find out he has a wife and child but he&#39;s still trying to get me to get with him. Telling me when the wifes not home. &lt;br /&gt;
Furious! Even with a child he can&#39;t behave? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If he&#39;s willing to cheat with you, he&#39;s gonna cheat on you. #fact</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/4946593982377123038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-no-youre-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/4946593982377123038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/4946593982377123038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-no-youre-not.html' title='Oh no you&#39;re not'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-4086911818315025606</id><published>2009-10-31T22:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T07:52:02.082-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="goodbye"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rebound"/><title type='text'>A letter to my love</title><content type='html'>I can&#39;t do this, thought i could handle it still be with you when you obviously belong to another. You may be single in paper and in talk but in your heart i&#39;m sure you know. Much as i&#39;ve enjoyed every moment, much as i have nothing really to complain about the fact that you&#39;re not mine atleast not really means i can&#39;t be happy so i have to let you go. I need to move on.&lt;br /&gt;
So here&#39;s your moment, go get yourself together, take a couple of breaths tell her goodbye. I know it&#39;s hard to get over exes that&#39;s why i&#39;m giving you time. If we are as amazing as we say, we&#39;ll pick it up when you&#39;re free to be mine, till then adios love. I&#39;ll miss you.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/4086911818315025606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2009/10/letter-to-my-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/4086911818315025606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/4086911818315025606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2009/10/letter-to-my-baby.html' title='A letter to my love'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-1249055781447178068</id><published>2009-10-26T06:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T06:56:44.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrate me..</title><content type='html'>Today has been such a strange day. Been in a terrible mood all day now i&#39;m overly anxious to see my little sister just her face puts me in a good mood such a doll.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anyway, back to my bad mood. After intense soul searching and evaluation i&#39;ve discovered my major cause of the anger and boiling rage. What I discovered wasn&#39;t too pleasing considering i can&#39;t really change this &quot;factor&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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So my question is how do I change me so I can handle myself appropriately during this angry moments. Considering the source is actually a permanent fixture in my life.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/1249055781447178068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2009/10/frustrate-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/1249055781447178068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/1249055781447178068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2009/10/frustrate-me.html' title='Frustrate me..'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-7012664122735195108</id><published>2009-10-25T11:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T11:29:27.061-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Liverpool f.c"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="might reds"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="YNWA"/><title type='text'>YNWA!</title><content type='html'>So today my sexy 11 boyfriend did me proud. Have to admit i was thoroughly tense before the game started but the moment the whistle went and the got that ball out in the field.. Smiley face. I&#39;m exremely excited.&lt;br /&gt;
The bigger joy of it all ofcourse being that we were playing manchester united, a team i like most of the sane world hate so kicking their asses.. Words can&#39;t even explain.&lt;br /&gt;
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Go liverpool!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7012664122735195108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2009/10/ynwa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/7012664122735195108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/7012664122735195108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2009/10/ynwa.html' title='YNWA!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-1344217730011002186</id><published>2009-10-25T03:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T03:12:02.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallo happy</title><content type='html'>And like the true rollercoaster ride once you been down to the bottom the only way to go is up! :)&lt;br /&gt;
so if you haven&#39;t guessed it already this young lady is happy. Bouncing off walls type of happiness. It&#39;s such a good day. Got up early watched cartoons while having my breakey, prepared lunch for my family which had gone to church now i&#39;m just chilling watching my baby sister play as i watch the news :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Funny how contradictory my days have been in comparison to each other but i&#39;m awefully glad that little nutty sadness thing is over.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yeah..</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/1344217730011002186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2009/10/hallo-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/1344217730011002186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/1344217730011002186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2009/10/hallo-happy.html' title='Hallo happy'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006364162170346156.post-7147019248696472411</id><published>2009-10-24T13:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T13:45:42.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused screams</title><content type='html'>So this is turning out to be one of those randomly emotional weekends! I hate this! I can&#39;t even tell you what is causing this sudden need to express, to vent, to scream out! Okay I lie by now we all know the main reason for this sudden burst of emotion but I know better than admit i&#39;m weak. I know better than admit I fooled myself into thinking this little &quot;game&quot; we&#39;re playing is anything more than that.&lt;br /&gt;
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I still toy with the idea. Alittle hope we could call it for something i really need. Not too sure what that is yet but i do need it...&lt;br /&gt;
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Maybe i&#39;ll get it.. Just maybe..</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7147019248696472411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2009/10/confused-screams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/7147019248696472411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006364162170346156/posts/default/7147019248696472411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomrandomicity.blogspot.com/2009/10/confused-screams.html' title='Confused screams'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>