<?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/opensearch/1.1/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' gd:etag='W/&quot;CkAER3k6fyp7ImA9WhVVE0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392926529804016717</id><updated>2012-05-06T06:25:06.717-07:00</updated><title>Love Messages</title><subtitle type='html'>Get Cool, fantastic and exciting love messages for your dear lover!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default?redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sunday Emeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124425378588286116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkAER3k4eyp7ImA9WhVVE0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392926529804016717.post-4948338987407069017</id><published>2012-05-06T06:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-06T06:25:06.733-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-06T06:25:06.733-07:00</app:edited><title>love sms</title><content type='html'>I love my eyes when you look into them; I love my name when you say it; I love my heart when you love it; I love my life when you are in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392926529804016717-4948338987407069017?l=thestoryss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/4948338987407069017?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/4948338987407069017?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/2012/05/love-sms_5457.html' title='love sms'/><author><name>Sunday Emeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124425378588286116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkEFQHc9fCp7ImA9WhVVE0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392926529804016717.post-8998593503419781933</id><published>2012-05-06T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-06T06:23:31.964-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-06T06:23:31.964-07:00</app:edited><title>love sms</title><content type='html'>I love my eyes when you look into them; I love my name when you say it; I love my heart when you love it; I love my life when you are in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392926529804016717-8998593503419781933?l=thestoryss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/8998593503419781933?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/8998593503419781933?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/2012/05/love-sms_6260.html' title='love sms'/><author><name>Sunday Emeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124425378588286116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkMAQnsyfyp7ImA9WhVVE0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392926529804016717.post-3440858851170116311</id><published>2012-05-06T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-06T06:20:43.597-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-06T06:20:43.597-07:00</app:edited><title>love sms</title><content type='html'>Sometimes my eyes get jealous of my heart. Know why? Cos you always remain close to my heart and far from my eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392926529804016717-3440858851170116311?l=thestoryss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/3440858851170116311?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/3440858851170116311?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/2012/05/love-sms_06.html' title='love sms'/><author><name>Sunday Emeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124425378588286116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkQGQn86fSp7ImA9WhVVE0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392926529804016717.post-3387773558018978239</id><published>2012-05-06T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-06T06:18:43.115-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-06T06:18:43.115-07:00</app:edited><title>love sms</title><content type='html'>Love is a medicine for any kind of wound, but there is no medicine found in the world for a wound given by love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392926529804016717-3387773558018978239?l=thestoryss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/3387773558018978239?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/3387773558018978239?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/2012/05/love-sms.html' title='love sms'/><author><name>Sunday Emeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124425378588286116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkcCRHw8cCp7ImA9WhVVE0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392926529804016717.post-8161124645687640612</id><published>2012-05-06T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-06T06:14:25.278-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-06T06:14:25.278-07:00</app:edited><title>love message</title><content type='html'>I have liked many but loved very few. Yet no one has been as sweet as you. I do stand and wait in the worlds longest queue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392926529804016717-8161124645687640612?l=thestoryss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/8161124645687640612?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/8161124645687640612?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/2012/05/love-message_6180.html' title='love message'/><author><name>Sunday Emeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124425378588286116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A04GR388fip7ImA9WhVVE00.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392926529804016717.post-6300563797546003282</id><published>2012-05-06T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-06T06:12:06.176-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-06T06:12:06.176-07:00</app:edited><title>love message</title><content type='html'>I miss the laughs I used to get from you, I miss the talks we used to have, and above all, I just miss You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392926529804016717-6300563797546003282?l=thestoryss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/6300563797546003282?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/6300563797546003282?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/2012/05/love-message_7511.html' title='love message'/><author><name>Sunday Emeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124425378588286116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0ADQH07fSp7ImA9WhVVE00.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392926529804016717.post-4181777093750677607</id><published>2012-05-06T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-06T06:09:31.305-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-06T06:09:31.305-07:00</app:edited><title>love message</title><content type='html'>Whenever I miss you, I won't look for you in my dreams or try to hear your voice. I'll just put my right hand across my chest and feel you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392926529804016717-4181777093750677607?l=thestoryss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/4181777093750677607?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/4181777093750677607?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/2012/05/love-message_7565.html' title='love message'/><author><name>Sunday Emeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124425378588286116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0EESHkyfSp7ImA9WhVVE00.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392926529804016717.post-1262309798811489229</id><published>2012-05-06T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-06T06:06:49.795-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-06T06:06:49.795-07:00</app:edited><title>love message</title><content type='html'>You are the angel whom I cherish so dearly in this heart of mine, the one who makes my day brighter, by making my whole world shine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392926529804016717-1262309798811489229?l=thestoryss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/1262309798811489229?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/1262309798811489229?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/2012/05/love-message_7796.html' title='love message'/><author><name>Sunday Emeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124425378588286116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0MDQno4eyp7ImA9WhVVE00.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392926529804016717.post-2170004266377866581</id><published>2012-05-06T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-06T06:04:33.433-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-06T06:04:33.433-07:00</app:edited><title>love message</title><content type='html'>Your precious love has turned my life completely around, I feel like I'm walking but my feet don't seem to touch the ground.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392926529804016717-2170004266377866581?l=thestoryss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/2170004266377866581?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/2170004266377866581?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/2012/05/love-message_572.html' title='love message'/><author><name>Sunday Emeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124425378588286116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0QGQHs6eip7ImA9WhVVE00.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392926529804016717.post-2182896205376892606</id><published>2012-05-06T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-06T06:02:01.512-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-06T06:02:01.512-07:00</app:edited><title>love message</title><content type='html'>Pure love and suspicion cannot dwell together at the door where the latter enters, the former makes its exit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392926529804016717-2182896205376892606?l=thestoryss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/2182896205376892606?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/2182896205376892606?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/2012/05/love-message_6912.html' title='love message'/><author><name>Sunday Emeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124425378588286116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0UFQnsyfyp7ImA9WhVVE00.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392926529804016717.post-8680638343469163497</id><published>2012-05-06T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-06T06:00:13.597-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-06T06:00:13.597-07:00</app:edited><title>love message</title><content type='html'>Love is pure, love is sure, love is sweet poison that doctors can't cure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392926529804016717-8680638343469163497?l=thestoryss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/8680638343469163497?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/8680638343469163497?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/2012/05/love-message_06.html' title='love message'/><author><name>Sunday Emeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124425378588286116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0cMRng8cCp7ImA9WhVVE00.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392926529804016717.post-4641503799165358104</id><published>2012-05-06T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-06T05:58:07.678-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-06T05:58:07.678-07:00</app:edited><title>love song</title><content type='html'>You are my husband/wife My feet shall run because of you My feet shall dance because of you My heart shall beat because of you My eyes shall see because of you My mind thinks because of you And I shall love because of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392926529804016717-4641503799165358104?l=thestoryss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/4641503799165358104?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/4641503799165358104?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/2012/05/love-song.html' title='love song'/><author><name>Sunday Emeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124425378588286116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CUQHR3c8eSp7ImA9WhVVEUo.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392926529804016717.post-8225738844568214090</id><published>2012-05-04T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-04T16:15:36.971-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-04T16:15:36.971-07:00</app:edited><title>love message</title><content type='html'>Every time I miss you, a star falls. So if you ever look up at the sky and the stars are gone, it's because you made me miss you too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392926529804016717-8225738844568214090?l=thestoryss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/8225738844568214090?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/8225738844568214090?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/2012/05/love-message_4084.html' title='love message'/><author><name>Sunday Emeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124425378588286116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CUYGRHw9cCp7ImA9WhVVEUo.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392926529804016717.post-7064902139796572455</id><published>2012-05-04T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-04T16:12:05.268-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-04T16:12:05.268-07:00</app:edited><title>love message</title><content type='html'>You are the twinkle of my eyes; the smile on my lips; the joy of my face; without you I am incomplete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392926529804016717-7064902139796572455?l=thestoryss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/7064902139796572455?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/7064902139796572455?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/2012/05/love-message_3474.html' title='love message'/><author><name>Sunday Emeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124425378588286116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CE4MQ3c7eip7ImA9WhVVEUo.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392926529804016717.post-7700790398984167690</id><published>2012-05-04T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-04T16:09:42.902-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-04T16:09:42.902-07:00</app:edited><title>love message</title><content type='html'>I love two things, a rose and you. A rose for a short while, but you the rest of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392926529804016717-7700790398984167690?l=thestoryss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/7700790398984167690?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/7700790398984167690?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/2012/05/love-message_9802.html' title='love message'/><author><name>Sunday Emeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124425378588286116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CE8AQnY_fSp7ImA9WhVVEUo.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392926529804016717.post-3000082542635380534</id><published>2012-05-04T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-04T16:07:23.845-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-04T16:07:23.845-07:00</app:edited><title>love message</title><content type='html'>Lonely? No, how can I be lonely when you are always in my thoughts. I wake up with you and goes to sleep with you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392926529804016717-3000082542635380534?l=thestoryss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/3000082542635380534?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/3000082542635380534?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/2012/05/love-message_5641.html' title='love message'/><author><name>Sunday Emeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124425378588286116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CEENR3Yzfyp7ImA9WhVVEUo.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392926529804016717.post-1274906193614126560</id><published>2012-05-04T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-04T16:04:56.887-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-04T16:04:56.887-07:00</app:edited><title>love message</title><content type='html'>Time will always fly, but our love will never die. Keep in touch and remember me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392926529804016717-1274906193614126560?l=thestoryss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/1274906193614126560?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/1274906193614126560?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/2012/05/love-message_5872.html' title='love message'/><author><name>Sunday Emeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124425378588286116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CEIGQHYzfyp7ImA9WhVVEUo.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392926529804016717.post-1205149819378771716</id><published>2012-05-04T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-04T16:02:01.887-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-04T16:02:01.887-07:00</app:edited><title>love message</title><content type='html'>Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was choice, but falling in love with you was completely out of my control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392926529804016717-1205149819378771716?l=thestoryss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/1205149819378771716?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/1205149819378771716?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/2012/05/love-message_5074.html' title='love message'/><author><name>Sunday Emeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124425378588286116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CEQDRn0zeSp7ImA9WhVVEUo.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392926529804016717.post-5730390077479038274</id><published>2012-05-04T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-04T15:59:37.381-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-04T15:59:37.381-07:00</app:edited><title>love message</title><content type='html'>Love is sweet poison, do not consume without your beloved's advise and keep out of reach of children and keep it in cool and dark place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392926529804016717-5730390077479038274?l=thestoryss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/5730390077479038274?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/5730390077479038274?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/2012/05/love-message_04.html' title='love message'/><author><name>Sunday Emeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124425378588286116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;C04EQn8_eip7ImA9WhVVEUo.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392926529804016717.post-4497548535235739947</id><published>2012-05-04T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-04T15:51:43.142-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-04T15:51:43.142-07:00</app:edited><title>love message</title><content type='html'>My love, I have tried with all my being to grasp a form comparable to thine own, but nothing seems worthy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392926529804016717-4497548535235739947?l=thestoryss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/4497548535235739947?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392926529804016717/posts/default/4497548535235739947?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestoryss.blogspot.com/2012/05/love-message.html' title='love message'/><author><name>Sunday Emeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124425378588286116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>