<?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-8795088978977156349</id><updated>2024-09-16T18:36:33.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My hate Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>The Things i hate. Simple. Come and hate too</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelsgoodbro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8795088978977156349/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelsgoodbro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8795088978977156349.post-7333900864952454324</id><published>2012-04-12T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-12T05:27:30.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A loss</title><content type='html'>Today we had a loss of a firend. A good man. I did not know him well. All i can think of is his family and his girlfriend that he leaves behind. I can vent about this and not think about this man in 2 weeks, these people will have to deal with his loss for years to come. Why is this? It angers me how little we show compassion to each other&lt;br /&gt;
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He was only 1km from home. 5mins. Thats all. 5mins without the accident and he could live on for another 70 years. 5 minutes and he would still be here. Rather then all the tears and hate and greif.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why do all the hoon drivers live? Why cant he? He wasnt dangerous! Why the fuck does he have to die when these immature fuckwads speed up and down highways and get away with fines!?! Sure, bitch about it. You&#39;re not the one dead.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fuck i hate people. Yet i dont believe in God. But who can you turn to in your final minutes? Their idea of an afterlife sounds far better then mine.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have not lost a loved one yet. Im sure one of you has. How many years before i lose a friend or family? 20 years? 10? This year? Im frightened to think who it would be or who it could be. And how can i possibly cope with something like that?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelsgoodbro.blogspot.com/feeds/7333900864952454324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://feelsgoodbro.blogspot.com/2012/04/loss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8795088978977156349/posts/default/7333900864952454324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8795088978977156349/posts/default/7333900864952454324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelsgoodbro.blogspot.com/2012/04/loss.html' title='A loss'/><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-8795088978977156349.post-1273218218738363985</id><published>2012-01-30T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T03:20:14.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick thought - happiness</title><content type='html'>Does anyone get really annoyed at other peoples happiness?&lt;br /&gt;
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Like, feeling bitter when someone is happy, and happy when they are not? Or is that just me?&lt;br /&gt;
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Maybe that is why i don&#39;t like new years. Or maybe because I myself, miss out on so much happiness myself.&lt;br /&gt;
Im not sure. All i know is that if someone has a milestone in life and has a great deal of happiness, im bitter for the next few hours</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelsgoodbro.blogspot.com/feeds/1273218218738363985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://feelsgoodbro.blogspot.com/2012/01/quick-thought-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8795088978977156349/posts/default/1273218218738363985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8795088978977156349/posts/default/1273218218738363985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelsgoodbro.blogspot.com/2012/01/quick-thought-happiness.html' title='Quick thought - happiness'/><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-8795088978977156349.post-7599181759469941629</id><published>2012-01-08T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T14:26:08.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The morons in my life</title><content type='html'>The people i have to put up with in my life is insane. &lt;br /&gt;
People wonder why i am sarcastic and patronizing all the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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These xenophobic, racist hicks who 80% are fatass and have no future and are all dumb as doornails, cannot converse beyond the cricket or the &#39;fucking chingy cunts who are stealing all our jobs&#39;, you will never hear the word &#39;China&#39; and &#39;jobs&#39; mentioned in two separate sentences &lt;br /&gt;
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Facebook is no different either. Like for a like and all this other horseshit, all from the same uncultured fuckwards who i have no choice to make friends with. Deleted 120 people off my Facebook the other day, 8 were not from the country. Says a lot.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fuck the Country, i cant wait till my studies come back up again so i can leave this backwards dustbowl</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelsgoodbro.blogspot.com/feeds/7599181759469941629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://feelsgoodbro.blogspot.com/2012/01/morons-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8795088978977156349/posts/default/7599181759469941629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8795088978977156349/posts/default/7599181759469941629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelsgoodbro.blogspot.com/2012/01/morons-in-my-life.html' title='The morons in my life'/><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-8795088978977156349.post-6784695427289571491</id><published>2012-01-02T02:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T02:06:03.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Jan 2012 - New Year</title><content type='html'>Its the new year. Great.&lt;br /&gt;
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What is so good about the new year? Its a time when: &lt;br /&gt;
people make promises they cant keep&lt;br /&gt;
People make decisions that they cannot or won&#39;t act on&lt;br /&gt;
People reflect on they year that they had, and its never good.&lt;br /&gt;
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Its just a change in the number of the dates. Thats it. &lt;br /&gt;
There is nothing special about new years.&lt;br /&gt;
Its a day&lt;br /&gt;
Like any other&lt;br /&gt;
Where people reflect on their boring shithouse of lives&lt;br /&gt;
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Not to mention, its that year that all the superstitious morons are screaming about with the hands over their heads - the year the world ends apparently.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fuck the new year</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelsgoodbro.blogspot.com/feeds/6784695427289571491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://feelsgoodbro.blogspot.com/2012/01/2nd-jan-2012-new-year.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8795088978977156349/posts/default/6784695427289571491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8795088978977156349/posts/default/6784695427289571491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelsgoodbro.blogspot.com/2012/01/2nd-jan-2012-new-year.html' title='2nd Jan 2012 - New Year'/><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></feed>