<?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: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-38033957</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:50:26.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>addictions</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-8233303840636642604</id><published>2008-11-18T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T09:19:22.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been Awlile...</title><content type='html'>Gee..&lt;br /&gt;I haven't blogged in over a month!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'll try to update as much as possible ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been hectic with university applications. One particular university actually.&lt;br /&gt;University of Sydney!!&lt;br /&gt;I actually have 2 options. To do it locally or un Sydney full time. I applied for both.&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually prepared to leave for sydney.. Its a huge change.. but its a change i want..&lt;br /&gt;Best of all i get to go with my best friend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, its just about waiting for the uni's response. Which stupidly taked 4-6 weeks!! Sigh.. anyway i book temporary accomodation just in case..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? im still single.. but.. somehow that man has snuck himself into my life again..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe im weak. Maybe its fate. I dunno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i have to say my last entry was written in a fit of anger.. Right now i guess he knows that he has alot to do if he still wants me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he really wants to marry me and and have a family and future with me, he's got so much to prove...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then and only then would i take him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time im just trying to focus on work and my degree plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow im headin to the beach with birthday girl suraidah, then we're headed to st james!!&lt;br /&gt;Partaaaay!!!&lt;br /&gt;Weee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. riight..&lt;br /&gt;It occured to me that leaving would mean leaving everything i ever became fond of.. Everyone..&lt;br /&gt;I know that's going to be the toughest thing i've ever had to do.. but then i am tryin to welcome the change with an open mind..&lt;br /&gt;It's going to eb good to be on my own two feet for awhile.. Study, work, put a roof over my own head and feed myself.. I think it's really going to make me grow even more as a person..&lt;br /&gt;But it still is going to be hard to be away from home for a year..&lt;br /&gt;I just hope i can prepare myself for it.&lt;br /&gt;I choose not to think about it till i have my acceptance letter in my hand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i better pack.. its gettin late..&lt;br /&gt;I'll TRY to rememebr to update ok..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-8233303840636642604?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/8233303840636642604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=8233303840636642604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/8233303840636642604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/8233303840636642604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2008/11/been-awlile.html' title='Been Awlile...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-5596933893588647715</id><published>2007-08-30T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T07:14:29.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>SIGH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see.. I'm sighing for a number of things.. Firstly, i cant believe i finally have some time to blog. Secondly, so so so much has happened lately that i dont know where to start. Thirdly and lastly, I'm so so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lets just say, that finally, for once in my life, i found a guy that i actually want. A guy that fits the bill in more ways that i could ever imagine. A guy im proud to have by my side, who compliments me and who i am proud to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i have to admit, the way we got to where we are is a little dramatic and unfortunate..&lt;br /&gt;Here's a short version:&lt;br /&gt;He was previously dating my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;We started talking when she tried to end things with him, he was just looking to figure out from me whats going on with her.&lt;br /&gt;We fell in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know that life is waaay more complicated than that. But i dont think that details are necessary.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that by now, my bestie has realised that i never meant to hurt her and that i am really sorry for everything that happened and also accepts that me and him are a couple and will be for a long long time... Babe, I've said all i could say to you. I just hope you come round soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, i just am cherishing every moment we spend together. So this is what its like to really be in an adult relationship. This is what its like to love and be loved unconditionally. I have to admit, i thought it was all overrated, but now i see why all the fuss. It is pretty much the greatest feeling in the world. To actually have someone you can depend on there and to have someone love you with all his heart. Its amazing. After all the shit ive been through with regards to life in general and especially pertaining to matters of the heart, the only word on my mind is.. FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to sound like one of those really annoying love sick puppies but i say fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is smart.. he doesnt even realise how smart he is.&lt;br /&gt;He is cute... And i'm not saying that because im his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;He is mature... LIKE OMG I CANT BELIEVE HE IS ONLY 21 KINDA MATURE.&lt;br /&gt;He has a great personality.... :)&lt;br /&gt;We can talk about ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;We both want similar things in life.&lt;br /&gt;We both expect similar things from our partners.&lt;br /&gt;He will be a great father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok and the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;All i know is, i'm finding it hard not to just let all my guard down. Especially when he is letting down his. But i know that its absolutly stupid if i do. Its a self preservation thing i guess.. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all i can do now is to work as hard as he is to make this last... So far so good.. Its all i could ever imagine a relationship would be. We compromise and work things out and we share the good and the bad moments... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im crossing my fingers and crossing my toes.&lt;br /&gt;I really really hope...&lt;br /&gt;He's the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-5596933893588647715?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/5596933893588647715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=5596933893588647715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/5596933893588647715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/5596933893588647715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2007/08/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-3946067158662318943</id><published>2007-06-30T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T13:26:20.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the hour..</title><content type='html'>James Morrison -The Pieces Don't Fit Anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been twisting and turning,&lt;br /&gt;In a space that's too small.&lt;br /&gt;I've been drawing the line&lt;br /&gt;and watching it fall,&lt;br /&gt;You've been closing me in,&lt;br /&gt; closing the space in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Watching us fading&lt;br /&gt;and watching it all fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;why it's not enough,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I gave it all to you.&lt;br /&gt;And if you leave me now,&lt;br /&gt;oh just leave me now.&lt;br /&gt;Its the better thing to do,&lt;br /&gt;Its time to surrender,&lt;br /&gt;Its been to long pretending.&lt;br /&gt;Theres no use in trying,&lt;br /&gt;When the pieces dont fit anymore,&lt;br /&gt;Pieces dont fit here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You pulled me under,&lt;br /&gt;I had to give in.&lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful myth,&lt;br /&gt;Thats breaking my skin.&lt;br /&gt;Well i'll hide all the bruises,&lt;br /&gt;I'll hide all the damage thats done.&lt;br /&gt;But I show how Im feeling&lt;br /&gt; until all the feeling has gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh don't missunderstand,&lt;br /&gt;How I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've tried,&lt;br /&gt;yes I've tried.&lt;br /&gt;But still I don't know why,&lt;br /&gt; no I dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;III dont know why......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;why it's not enough,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I gave it all to you.&lt;br /&gt;And if you leave me now,&lt;br /&gt;oh just leave me now.&lt;br /&gt;Its the better thing to do,&lt;br /&gt;Its time to surrender,&lt;br /&gt; Its been to long pretending.&lt;br /&gt;Theres no use in trying,&lt;br /&gt;When the pieces dont fit anymore,&lt;br /&gt;Pieces dont fit here anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-3946067158662318943?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3946067158662318943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=3946067158662318943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/3946067158662318943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/3946067158662318943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2007/06/song-of-hour.html' title='Song of the hour..'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-9064418437941973745</id><published>2007-06-30T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T13:20:28.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>silent sufferers</title><content type='html'>you know.. its 4am.. and i cant seem to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happen to u? where did u go.. i miss u....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. work starts in 1 day... i just hope i can make it.. i just hope.. i will be a good nurse.. its scary.. whole new place.. ive never worked in ttsh b4.. i just hope i can do this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got off the phone with my bestie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bebe.&lt;br /&gt;I know its a tough time.. things seem ever so confusing.. i know that.. but i just want u to always rememer..&lt;br /&gt;" You are my sunshine&lt;br /&gt;  My only sunshine&lt;br /&gt;  You make me happy&lt;br /&gt;  When Skies are grey&lt;br /&gt;  You Never know dear,&lt;br /&gt;  How much i love u&lt;br /&gt;  Please don't take my sunshine away"&lt;br /&gt;And as it has been throughout all these years.. Im ur sunshine too.. always there for u on ur darkest days..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole new game.. New players.. New goals..New Oppurtunities..&lt;br /&gt;New life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not new me.. just hopefully.. a better me at the other side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-9064418437941973745?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/9064418437941973745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=9064418437941973745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/9064418437941973745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/9064418437941973745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2007/06/silent-sufferers.html' title='silent sufferers'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-507121018018936847</id><published>2007-05-22T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T07:42:44.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeee</title><content type='html'>WEEEE!! i FINISH poly!!! and i got DISTINCTION for attachments! weeeeeeeeeeee!!! I graduated!! Im a staff Nurse! TTSH here i come!!! ~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-507121018018936847?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/507121018018936847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=507121018018936847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/507121018018936847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/507121018018936847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2007/05/weeeee.html' title='weeeee'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-6652176252088006575</id><published>2007-05-22T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T07:41:29.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a song i'll sing one day..</title><content type='html'>"Leaving On A Jet Plane"&lt;br /&gt;I'm ... I'm ...&lt;br /&gt;All my bags are packed,&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go&lt;br /&gt;I'm standin' here outside your door&lt;br /&gt;I hate to wake you up to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn&lt;br /&gt;The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn&lt;br /&gt;Already I'm so lonesome I could die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me and smile for me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you'll wait for me&lt;br /&gt;Hold me like you'll never let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when I'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;Oh, babe, I hate to go&lt;br /&gt;I'm ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many times I've let you down&lt;br /&gt;So many times I've played around&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you now, they don't mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;Every place I go, I think of you&lt;br /&gt;Every song I sing, I sing for you&lt;br /&gt;When I come back I'll wear your wedding ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me and smile for me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you'll wait for me&lt;br /&gt;Hold me like you'll never let me go&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when I'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;Oh, babe, I hate to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the time has come to leave you&lt;br /&gt;One more time, oh, let me kiss you&lt;br /&gt;And close your eyes and I'll be on my way&lt;br /&gt;Dream about the days to come&lt;br /&gt;When I won't have to leave alone&lt;br /&gt;About the times that I won't have to say ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, kiss me and smile for me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you'll wait for me&lt;br /&gt;Hold me like you'll never let me go&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when I'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;Oh, babe, I hate to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm leaving on a jet plane&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when I'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;Oh, babe, I hate to go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-6652176252088006575?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6652176252088006575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=6652176252088006575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/6652176252088006575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/6652176252088006575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2007/05/song-ill-sing-one-day.html' title='a song i&apos;ll sing one day..'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-8009411881385172670</id><published>2007-03-20T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T15:11:36.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>la di da...</title><content type='html'>"Lets go to the park.. i wanna &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you underneath the stars"&lt;br /&gt;And so.. i did... but no park tho.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tears me apart.. figures me out... takes away the bad..then puts me back together more whole than i ever was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that's not love.. i dont know what is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-8009411881385172670?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/8009411881385172670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=8009411881385172670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/8009411881385172670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/8009411881385172670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2007/03/la-di-da.html' title='la di da...'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-7153166050191778340</id><published>2007-03-19T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T06:41:17.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i call it love..</title><content type='html'>i call it love- Lional richie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look At You&lt;br /&gt;You Look At Me&lt;br /&gt;(You Can't Help It You're Feeling Butterflies)&lt;br /&gt;Its obvious,&lt;br /&gt;We have Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;(I think I know it cuz it feels so right)&lt;br /&gt;Girl I wanted so long to know&lt;br /&gt;Now Your telling me you gotta let it go&lt;br /&gt;(Dont Tell Me I have to start all over again)&lt;br /&gt;I Never thought that this day would come&lt;br /&gt;(This is somthing that i've wanted in my life)&lt;br /&gt;I relize that you're the one&lt;br /&gt;(and you're telling me its time to say goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;To Put this out of my heart It ain't gonna change&lt;br /&gt;So it shouldn't be so easy to walk away&lt;br /&gt;(You feel it I feel it lets not be tense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I Don't Know What Love Is&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm A Fool&lt;br /&gt;I Just Know What I'm Feeling&lt;br /&gt;And It's All Because Of You&lt;br /&gt;Don't Tell Me&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Know&lt;br /&gt;I Want The Truth&lt;br /&gt;Cuz They Call It&lt;br /&gt;We Call It&lt;br /&gt;You Call It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I Call It Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so clear for you to see&lt;br /&gt;(dont let anybody tell you what to do)&lt;br /&gt;Why they can't they just let us be happy&lt;br /&gt;(i dont want to find somebody new)&lt;br /&gt;If you know whats real in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Then dont let them tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;(Cuz you feel it I feel it Lets think this through)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I Don't Know What Love Is&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm A Fool&lt;br /&gt;I Just Know What I'm Feeling&lt;br /&gt;And It's All Because Of You&lt;br /&gt;Don't Tell Me&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Know&lt;br /&gt;I Want The Truth&lt;br /&gt;Cuz They Call It&lt;br /&gt;We Call It&lt;br /&gt;You Call It&lt;br /&gt;I Call It Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Break)&lt;br /&gt;We Have a bond thats unbreakable&lt;br /&gt;And its not time to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And now that we know its real&lt;br /&gt;We are going to let it show&lt;br /&gt;To the whole world&lt;br /&gt;That I'm yours forever&lt;br /&gt;and you're my girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I Don't Know What Love Is&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm A Fool&lt;br /&gt;I Just Know What I'm Feeling&lt;br /&gt;And It's All Because Of You&lt;br /&gt;Don't Tell Me&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Know&lt;br /&gt;I Want The Truth&lt;br /&gt;Cuz They Call It&lt;br /&gt;We Call It&lt;br /&gt;You Call It&lt;br /&gt;I Call It Love&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;They Call It Love&lt;br /&gt;I Call it&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-7153166050191778340?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/7153166050191778340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=7153166050191778340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/7153166050191778340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/7153166050191778340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-call-it-love.html' title='i call it love..'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-2812627584577471671</id><published>2007-03-16T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T08:29:07.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>why do i feel like i've been replaced...&lt;br /&gt;wow i've never made u feel like ur no longer important to me..&lt;br /&gt;right now.. you've made me feel damn insignificant...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-2812627584577471671?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2812627584577471671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=2812627584577471671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/2812627584577471671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/2812627584577471671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2007/03/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-6766881044804889930</id><published>2007-03-16T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T08:21:28.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>argh..</title><content type='html'>i cant help but feel... lost and empty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe some people are born to be alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate studying.. and i dont think i can do well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i wana do right now.. is have a drink and party...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-6766881044804889930?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6766881044804889930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=6766881044804889930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/6766881044804889930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/6766881044804889930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2007/03/argh.html' title='argh..'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-494605636592494119</id><published>2007-03-08T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T07:14:42.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST DAY!!</title><content type='html'>omg.. its finally here.. my last day of poly.. my last day sitting with my class.. my last day hanging out in school.. my last day listening to lectures... my last day of my poly education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it.. im done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn that was a fast 3 yrs...sigh.. im so sorry that its over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. workin world.. here i come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that... ive met a really nice guy.. haha.. yup.. i have.. like finally.. lets just see how things go shall we.. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess all i have to do now.. is focus on acing my exams.. :D&lt;br /&gt;Books.. HERE I COME&gt;&gt; after tomorrow that is.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO all my poly peeps... i WILL MISS YOU so much... lets always keep in touch and stay great friends... These have been the most awesome years of my life.. thanks to all the peeps that made it possible!.. Love you guys man.. byebye NYP.. we shall meet again soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-494605636592494119?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/494605636592494119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=494605636592494119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/494605636592494119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/494605636592494119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2007/03/last-day.html' title='LAST DAY!!'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-4218332366448304060</id><published>2007-02-15T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T08:23:03.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vday and KL</title><content type='html'>It's really been awhile since i updated.. busy with projects and attachments and all.. sigh.. i guess i just have been taking things one thing at a time.. so far.. alright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was valentines day.. i need not remind myself of the crap of a valentines i had last year with the boyfriend.. never the less i find myself realising that i will yet again be single on valentines.. though yes last year i wasnt but with that mistake i was seeing.. was pretty much equivelant.. anyway, i had dinner with a couple of my really closest and bestest of friends.. we ate and laughed adn trashed all those guys that have hurt us.. and we toasted to what great girls we are...  then in the midst of the laughter my bestie said " oh my god".. naturally i followed her gaze and who else shows up but him. Oh gawd! i mean cmon.. its valentines.. i've already been thinkin about him. and glad that im over it all then he just has to show up?? what's with the turning up at the most off moments? he just seems to appear randomly.. So we talked and i played it cool as i always do.. then the moment he left i yelled at the sky.."WHY GOD??"... Thank goodness he was there with a bunch of guys.. not a girl.. and thank god i was not on a date or something.. haha.. i mean can u spell AWKWARD?.. so anyway.. afterwards he texted me " im so glad i bumped into you."........... rite....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahoo for valentines day... which genius thought up that idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm heading for Kl tomorrow.. thank god. GAWD knows i need a break.. and its about time mind you.. haha.. shop shop shop!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright so im signin off for now.. gotta finish packing.. but a HELLO to my besties pris, yana, syafa and nurul!! i'll miss u babes!!! and thanks for a great day!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-4218332366448304060?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4218332366448304060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=4218332366448304060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/4218332366448304060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/4218332366448304060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2007/02/vday-and-kl.html' title='Vday and KL'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-116878298142925278</id><published>2007-01-14T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T05:56:21.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back</title><content type='html'>The years turning out pretty good so far..&lt;br /&gt;I'm smiling more.. laughing more.. just enjoying life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how to explain it.. but i realised how simple and nice life can be.. been spending time with old friends... Sherm, paul, dan, ian, helena and her bart, su, syafa.. and i'm just chilling wth these great people.. and realising that life's good whn you have friends like this.. and im spending my other spare time reading books.. jsut enjoying the simplicities... somehow.. he's not been on my mind so much.. and im proud to say that i've firmly maintained the friends line with him successfully.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in times of contemplation that you fully actually realise that you actually have a smile on your face.. and lately.. that smile has been appearing regularly.. gawd i missed feeling this way.. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;goodbye 2006...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hello 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. for real this time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels good to be back.&lt;div 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back'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-116784018966271420</id><published>2007-01-03T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T08:03:09.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Would have given up my life for you&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's true what they say about love&lt;br /&gt;It's blind&lt;br /&gt;Girl, you lied straight to my face&lt;br /&gt;Lookin in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I believed you cause I loved you more than life&lt;br /&gt;And all you had to do&lt;br /&gt;Was apologize...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't say you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;You don't care that you hurt me&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm half the man&lt;br /&gt;That I used to be when it was you and me&lt;br /&gt;You didn't love me enough&lt;br /&gt;My heart may never mend&lt;br /&gt;And you'll never get to love me, again&lt;br /&gt;No, no, no, no, no, no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness has me at the end of the line&lt;br /&gt;Helpless, watched you break this heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;And loneliness only wants you back here with me&lt;br /&gt;Common sense knows that you're not good enough for me&lt;br /&gt;And all you had to do&lt;br /&gt;Was apologize, and mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't say you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;You don't care that you hurt me&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm half the man&lt;br /&gt;That I used to be when it was you and me&lt;br /&gt;You didn't love me enough&lt;br /&gt;My heart may never mend&lt;br /&gt;And you'll never get to love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish like hell I could go back in time&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then I could see how..&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness says that I should give you one more try&lt;br /&gt;But it's too late, it's over now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't say you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;You don't care that you hurt me&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm half the man&lt;br /&gt;That I used to be when it was you and me&lt;br /&gt;You didn't love me enough&lt;br /&gt;My heart may never mend&lt;br /&gt;And you'll never get to love me&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-116784018966271420?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/116784018966271420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=116784018966271420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/116784018966271420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/116784018966271420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2007/01/would-have-given-up-my-life-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-116783996010731585</id><published>2007-01-03T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T07:59:20.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Let me in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to see you in the morning light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to get me on and all along the tears they come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;see all come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I want you to believe in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but I get the strangest feeling that you've gone away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;will you find out who you are too late to change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wish I could be every little thing you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wish I could be every little thing you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;all the time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;some times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;lift me up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;just lift me up don't make a sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and let me hold you up before you hit the Ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;see all come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;you say your all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but I get the strangest feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;that you've gone away- you've gone away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and will you find out who you are too late to change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wish I could be every little thing you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wish I could be every little thing you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;all the time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;some times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Don't give me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;don't give me up tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;or soon nothing will be right at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;will you find out who you are too late to change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wish I could be every little thing you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-116783996010731585?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/116783996010731585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=116783996010731585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/116783996010731585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/116783996010731585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2007/01/let-me-in-to-see-you-in-morning-light.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-116783799098786187</id><published>2007-01-03T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T07:26:30.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>broken..</title><content type='html'>it's a new year...&lt;br /&gt;Yet i feel like i'm in still the exact place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm broken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heart break, is by far one of the worst feelings a human could endure... it's worst than physical torture.. cause at least, those wounds eventually heal.. no.. when your heart is broken.. its much harder to heal.. and sometimes.. you just don't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that the longer the duration of the heart break, the longer it takes to heal.. i for one have had my heart broken slowly.. piece by piece.. and i don't know how long i'm going to take to heal.. i don't know if i ever am going to heal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been crying..&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are pretty dry..&lt;br /&gt;i've been crying so much inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray to god for strength right now.. cause my hands are trembling.. my knees are buckling and i swear all i want to do it just cry my heart out.. just cry till i have no more tears to shed.. cry till my eyes are swollen.. cry till i collapse with exhaustion.. yet.. im to stubborn to do it.. i refuse to give in... and another part of me just wants to cry and pray to god that it makes the healing faster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need stregth.. i need support... i don;t know where to find it.. i don't know how long i can go on smiling.. i just don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so so broken...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-116783799098786187?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/116783799098786187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=116783799098786187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/116783799098786187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/116783799098786187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2007/01/broken.html' title='broken..'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-116718689428065044</id><published>2006-12-26T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T18:34:54.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>It's been a wierd kind of time for me.. I dunno.. seems like everyone is hurting.. im so focused on helping them... breakups, unrequited love... seems like it all revolves around love, issues of the heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another reminder of how cruel the world can be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few ways i've kind of given up on love.. I just can't be bothered anymore.. perhaps its just because it hurts less to give up.. maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im dying to finish my last few days of attachment.. then long weekend.. then back to skool... oh well.. all i know is.. this sem.. it's do or die.. i have to ace everything.. else... no merits for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go get ready for work then..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'll update later..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-116718689428065044?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/116718689428065044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=116718689428065044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/116718689428065044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/116718689428065044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-116679899325997831</id><published>2006-12-22T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T06:49:53.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh..</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i don't know what i'm doing from 1 minute to the next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, it's really hard being everyone's pillar of strength.. it's hard to be the one people rely on or look to when they are in need.. I'm not complaining.. i am absolutely willing to give and be there and help, no questions asked.. But i always discover theat when this pillar of strength needs a little support.. she only has herself to depend on... at some point, i'm afraid the pillar will just crack and fall to pieces... I'm afrain i'll just fall to pieces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fair is it that me being who i am. Always trying to take care of everyone else.. Never has anyone to take care of me? God knows i know that giving is not about getting anything back... but i just wish that sometimes, i'd be on the recieving end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate not having anyone to depend on.. i hate that i can't rely on anyone at all.. i hate that that when i help someone, and they are happy again.. they walk off and be happy with everyone else and just leave me in exactly the same place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" it's like everyone came in the same big car and know each other and get along.. and i'm the girl that walked there.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all.. i hate all the disappointment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i need help.. i need someone to be there for me.. There's no one there.. it's always about them and their problems.. Would someone freaking remember that im a freaking human being too???? sometimes its like when i try to reach out, "hey i'm feeling a bit down today.." and the response is " oh dear i hope you feel better, so any way i.....( insert problem here)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah.. thanks for listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear i'm not saying never come to me for ur problems.. like i said before i'm glad to help.. and it's not your fault that you are caught up in ur own world.. I just wish sometimes, somebody would notice that i'm not all great either.. and for once ask me about me.. Then again, it's not your fault.. really.. It's human nature.. Guess i just need to find my other half.. the one person who i guess i will finally be able to rest my soul with.. to complete me and to fill all my emptiness.. To be my pillar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear god.. Just please give me strength... Let me be there for those i love but let me find someone to be there for me.. to be my strength.. to be my pillar... cause right now, i feel like i'm starrting to crack inside and some cracks are starting to show on the surface.. pls god let me find that person before i totally crash and burn..Soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-116679899325997831?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/116679899325997831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=116679899325997831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/116679899325997831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/116679899325997831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2006/12/sigh.html' title='Sigh..'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-116645282066525458</id><published>2006-12-18T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T06:40:20.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's like you're a drug&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're a demon I can't face down&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm stuck&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm running from you all the time&lt;br /&gt;And I know I let you have all the power&lt;br /&gt;It's like the only company I seek is misery all around&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're a leech&lt;br /&gt;Sucking the life from me&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;Without you inside of me&lt;br /&gt;And I know I let you have all the power&lt;br /&gt;And I realize I'm never gonna quit you over time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I can't breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I can't see anything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing but you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm addicted to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I can't think&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without you interrupting me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In my thoughts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In my dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've taken over me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm lost&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm giving up slowly&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're a ghost that's haunting me&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;And I know these voices in my head&lt;br /&gt;Are mine alone&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'll never change my ways&lt;br /&gt;If I don't give you up now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't see anything&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but youI'm addicted to you&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't think&lt;br /&gt;Without you interrupting me&lt;br /&gt;In my thoughtsIn my dreams&lt;br /&gt;You've taken over me&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hooked on you&lt;br /&gt;I need a fix&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it&lt;br /&gt;Just one more hit&lt;br /&gt;I promise I can deal with it&lt;br /&gt;I'll handle it, quit it&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time&lt;br /&gt;Then that's it&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit more to get me through this&lt;br /&gt;I'm hooked on you&lt;br /&gt;I need a fix&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it&lt;br /&gt;Just one more hit&lt;br /&gt;I promise I can deal with it&lt;br /&gt;I'll handle it, quit it&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time&lt;br /&gt;Then that's it&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit more to get me through this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't see anything&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but you&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to you&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't think&lt;br /&gt;Without you interrupting me&lt;br /&gt;In my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams&lt;br /&gt;You've taken over me&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-116645282066525458?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/116645282066525458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=116645282066525458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/116645282066525458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/116645282066525458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-like-youre-drug-its-like-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-116628613629788735</id><published>2006-12-16T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T08:23:37.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>that's enough..</title><content type='html'>i think i've shed enough tears don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny how no matter how many times i say that.. it keeps coming.. tear stained pillows in the morning.. and remembering how i cried myself to sleep the night before.. not that it's a not a common occurence... I mean.. when you are not allowed to show your emotions the only safe place to do it is in the comfort of your own bed right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really quite stupid to be crying over it.. i mean.. what exactly am i crying about?&lt;br /&gt;you can't lose what you never had...&lt;br /&gt;Square peg.. Round hole..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when winter comes in summer&lt;br /&gt;when there's no more forever&lt;br /&gt;when lies become the truth&lt;br /&gt;That's when i'll stop loving you.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough now.. enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-116628613629788735?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/116628613629788735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=116628613629788735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/116628613629788735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/116628613629788735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2006/12/thats-enough.html' title='that&apos;s enough..'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-116612010426467439</id><published>2006-12-14T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T10:15:04.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temporary insanity</title><content type='html'>I can't believe i was msging with HIM today.. It's so wierd.. even wierder that i absolutely don't regret not being his girl anymore.. oh gawd.. Why was i with him again? Did someone say because i loved him?? No? Oh that's right.. Temporary insanity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temporary insanity..&lt;br /&gt;The excuse for most of my past relationships..&lt;br /&gt;I think for once i want to go into a relationship SANE..&lt;br /&gt;But not now... not for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;Not till i fix everything else i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched a movie called The Holiday.. pretty my kinda movie.. depressing but inspiring movie.. I know.. i'm totally contradicting myself.. but yah.. i cried like 3 times... cause i'm just the sort that can't stand to see other's cry( plus i soooo felt the movie )... but i guess.. it's just a movie... life doesnt happen like that.. i watched happy feet last week.. watched with a friend then the next day end up watching it for the second time with ma mum cause she wanted to watch.. haha.. but i like the movie so watching it twice wasnt bad.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought a 70 dollar dress today!... omg.. i'm mad..&lt;br /&gt;oh and may get ma echo woman soon!! yay! i love christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. going out with another bestie of mine tomorrow.. yay! finally i get to chill awhile before geron attachment.. heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.. updates later... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-116612010426467439?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/116612010426467439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=116612010426467439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/116612010426467439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/116612010426467439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2006/12/temporary-insanity.html' title='Temporary insanity'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-116611816247815493</id><published>2006-12-14T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T09:42:42.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty in the breakdown</title><content type='html'>Theres Beauty in the Breakdown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres Beauty in the Breakdown&lt;br /&gt;Shes so beautifully broken down&lt;br /&gt;if it was broken then, you know it's broken now&lt;br /&gt;The Broken Beauty is in rehab&lt;br /&gt;her hearts addict'd to disasters&lt;br /&gt;and past life chapters&lt;br /&gt;shes not sure what shes after&lt;br /&gt;cant be mad at her&lt;br /&gt;she's too beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;Beautifully Broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.C. Ford&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-116611816247815493?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/116611816247815493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=116611816247815493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/116611816247815493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/116611816247815493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2006/12/beauty-in-breakdown.html' title='Beauty in the breakdown'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38033957.post-116603116139899528</id><published>2006-12-13T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T09:32:41.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random..</title><content type='html'>Hey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a new blog im setting up.. just for the heck of it..&lt;br /&gt;I'm rather in a tired crappy mood at the moment, i have no idea what to do except finish this blog then sleep... i kinda feel like i just want to scream at the top of ma voice too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pent up emotions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know i guess the bottom line is that i know it's just not meant to be.. Yes.. love is love.. but i just wanna stay friends.. Don't tell me how stupid i am.. don't tell me how ridiculous im being and that you just don't understand why its so hard.. It just is.. I love him and a part of me always has and always will.. but.. some things just.. are not meant to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bebe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Be strong ok.. i know it's hard.. i totally understand... and i hope you know by now that i'm always there for you.. but at times like this.. we just got to let god lead us and trust that he has our best interest and happiness at heart.. Sometimes giving in and breaking down always seems like the easiest thing to do.. but cmon.. you've braved through worst.. and just like those times.. i'll always be beside you.. Best friends for life right.. We'll take it day by day k bebe.. I love you like CRAZY!! *muacks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38033957-116603116139899528?l=junkie-addictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/feeds/116603116139899528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38033957&amp;postID=116603116139899528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/116603116139899528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38033957/posts/default/116603116139899528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkie-addictions.blogspot.com/2006/12/random.html' title='Random..'/><author><name>babyheartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12098186712685803945</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
