<?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-93965680875382434</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:06:35.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my angel</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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>124</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93965680875382434.post-950129626543140994</id><published>2010-11-21T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T10:18:03.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 years and 2 days ago I was the happiest idiot&lt;div&gt;fast forward now, all I see is just darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-950129626543140994?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/950129626543140994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=950129626543140994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/950129626543140994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/950129626543140994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2010/11/3-years-and-2-days-ago-i-was-happiest.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-6205832299711219179</id><published>2010-07-17T03:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T03:36:00.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I walked in the rain, searching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for the meaning of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there I found her, cold and sobbing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as I cradled her in my arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;destined to be my wife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of great beauty and lovely charms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;together with small yet happy dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I walked in the rain, searching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;calling out for the love of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;whilst the rain pelted, thundering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a tiny bit of hope glowing warm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I prayed for that cold hard knife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to kill that internal tormenting storm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with her soft and tender words of care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as hope gave me this beautiful nightmare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;k&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-6205832299711219179?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/6205832299711219179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=6205832299711219179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/6205832299711219179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/6205832299711219179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-walked-in-rain-searching-for-meaning.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-2115711866404560878</id><published>2010-04-15T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T00:41:36.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have dear Cupid painted blind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as broken hearts pretend to be fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with happy memories that blindly bind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;left in solitude where loveless dine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as our hopes and dreams fall to grind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shall I ever get back those of mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-k&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-2115711866404560878?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2115711866404560878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93965680875382434.post-2785521795000044087</id><published>2010-04-08T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T22:36:36.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were the one which I needed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;right here and now tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my love and life that I ceded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for you,  the future of our right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just want to hold you tight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;right here in my arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as I am held swayed still in your charms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just as I promised, for you I will fight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it seems everything had to end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;alone I have to fend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;every pain and sorrow alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this solitude chills to the bone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No matter how I denied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The nights have turned colder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as my heart died&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-k&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-2785521795000044087?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2785521795000044087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=2785521795000044087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/2785521795000044087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/2785521795000044087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-were-one-which-i-needed-right-here.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-7052152787925982222</id><published>2010-03-15T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T23:20:25.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just walk the lonely path of solitude&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-7052152787925982222?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/7052152787925982222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=7052152787925982222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/7052152787925982222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/7052152787925982222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-walk-lonely-path-of-solitude.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-8005541556956011354</id><published>2009-12-04T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T23:33:07.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I walked down the isles of the morn&lt;br /&gt;past the gates of aways and plays&lt;br /&gt;as you sat beside me watching the dawn&lt;br /&gt;as we counted down each of your remaining days&lt;br /&gt;you said we would walk down the isle again&lt;br /&gt;said in five years we would hold hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;yet the high we shared ended just as it began to begin&lt;br /&gt;as we yearned to be tied together in a band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as the hand I held slowly lost its warmth&lt;br /&gt;so did the soul of mine left with yours&lt;br /&gt;and the little union of our melancholy love&lt;br /&gt;what was left was my living body, an empty husk&lt;br /&gt;as another one of love had came to birth&lt;br /&gt;then as she slowly grew my heart back into my armours&lt;br /&gt;as I began to truly appreciate her, a dying dove&lt;br /&gt;she was as I was left to face alone the secluded dusk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-8005541556956011354?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8005541556956011354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=8005541556956011354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/8005541556956011354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/8005541556956011354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-walked-down-isles-of-morn-past-gates.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-3910616603512689126</id><published>2009-11-19T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T22:58:47.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Said that princesses never took their knights&lt;br /&gt;yet ignored it all to delve right into those nights&lt;br /&gt;she came right in the time of great need&lt;br /&gt;danced and cheered around in Ecstasy we feed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;falter the knight did, turned out they life&lt;br /&gt;as personal calls and self-interests set right in&lt;br /&gt;never did he noticed what was dear was in strife&lt;br /&gt;and the heart cracked with words unspoken within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in two years last she created the strongest of all&lt;br /&gt;yet in her simple departure, he fell into crumble&lt;br /&gt;complete eradication of that knight which had to fall&lt;br /&gt;with no will or wilt to carry further on, complete disable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with no warmth nor happiness within for one to hold&lt;br /&gt;and in a bloody great cut through right once again&lt;br /&gt;never knew thy would be the one which meant the world&lt;br /&gt;now the cute is no longer beside as the knight's toils began&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-3910616603512689126?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/3910616603512689126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=3910616603512689126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/3910616603512689126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/3910616603512689126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/11/said-that-princesses-never-took-their.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-901787035317913306</id><published>2009-10-11T02:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T02:50:41.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see only grief and hope&lt;br /&gt;as my wounds open again&lt;br /&gt;and the soul sinks into the depths&lt;br /&gt;screaming for respite&lt;br /&gt;yet it is in the mockery of hope&lt;br /&gt;where it breeds utter disappointment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-901787035317913306?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/901787035317913306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=901787035317913306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/901787035317913306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/901787035317913306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-see-only-grief-and-hope-as-my-wounds.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-3229619031674320248</id><published>2009-10-01T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T22:53:07.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;october calls&lt;br /&gt;as life falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-3229619031674320248?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/3229619031674320248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=3229619031674320248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/3229619031674320248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/3229619031674320248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/10/october-calls-as-life-falls.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-7881668691846500920</id><published>2009-09-18T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T01:15:52.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in just an eye-blink her 21st birthday just went past&lt;br /&gt;just like our hopes and dreams never came to pass&lt;br /&gt;we met, fought, cursed and went wild with lightning farse&lt;br /&gt;but we fell, broke and lost each other equally fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left here broken to rot into worthless dust&lt;br /&gt;cursed to beat the world till it rots and rust&lt;br /&gt;but thy can never do anything alone&lt;br /&gt;in this battered soul left into the forlorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with her I see sorrowful beauty in endless depths&lt;br /&gt;without, there is only destitution in every crack&lt;br /&gt;as we tasted every forbidden fruits in our youths&lt;br /&gt;as we shaped an insatiable lust between our lives aback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every drop we took, we shared, we lusted in all&lt;br /&gt;just like an addict in total withdrawn in his call&lt;br /&gt;everyday is just a beautiful anguish of screams&lt;br /&gt;as I remember the love scarred within dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-7881668691846500920?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/7881668691846500920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=7881668691846500920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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belong&lt;br /&gt;saw no sign of enjoyment that they boldly proclaim&lt;br /&gt;only the bittersweet anguish of freedom I claim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the heart is empty yet sinks with tremendous weight&lt;br /&gt;an empty void cursed to go forever solo by fate&lt;br /&gt;find not an inch of solace in doing anything enjoyable&lt;br /&gt;without anyone special behind me I'm simply a disable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said memories are to be kept and cherished&lt;br /&gt;but the best ones keep my life constantly tarnished&lt;br /&gt;and it all felt like only yesterday of sunshine and glee&lt;br /&gt;broken promises of the future shatters all in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like a pain kept in is a pain excruciatingly magnified&lt;br /&gt;still I ponder over my failures and any ridiculous mistake&lt;br /&gt;All the emotion and bonds around me are slowly glorified&lt;br /&gt;I yearn for thee yet it is once which I cannot take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-8922643434632590254?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8922643434632590254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=8922643434632590254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/8922643434632590254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/8922643434632590254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-walked-lonely-road-of-life-for-far.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-4865392253316135243</id><published>2009-07-27T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:50:45.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I see everything around me silently&lt;br /&gt;but they just fill me with envy and longing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;company of three&lt;br /&gt;the joy of thee&lt;br /&gt;product of bee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall you know what I've longed for&lt;br /&gt;but internally all I have is an internal war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me cruise around alone&lt;br /&gt;i can only shed and moan&lt;br /&gt;feel the joy in others&lt;br /&gt;everyday passing into blunders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all I see i hopelessness&lt;br /&gt;let me spin round directionless&lt;br /&gt;only the one courageous person&lt;br /&gt;need be to come save me without gain&lt;br /&gt;else I shall never see the stars again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-4865392253316135243?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4865392253316135243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=4865392253316135243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/4865392253316135243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/4865392253316135243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-see-everything-around-me-silently-but.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-8724315513146326076</id><published>2009-07-21T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:06:36.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I used to be indestructible, but no longer&lt;br /&gt;I had direction in life, but it's spiraling further&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the very stars have forsaken me&lt;br /&gt;only the darkness is left to comfort me&lt;br /&gt;and the memories cut deeply and deadly&lt;br /&gt;As I collapse from despair, slowly yet surely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing the person dear to the heart cuts&lt;br /&gt;not attaining the comfort ever, rips and sucks&lt;br /&gt;ever ounce of life, everything was in vain&lt;br /&gt;sacrificed blood to scorned and in disdain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance and spiral into the sweet night rust&lt;br /&gt;into the world of madness and bloodlust&lt;br /&gt;that takes in all the derelicts to congregate&lt;br /&gt;where hope, dream and love disintegrate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take comfort seeing that comfort exists&lt;br /&gt;but the yearn to attain it again I can't resist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-8724315513146326076?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8724315513146326076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=8724315513146326076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/8724315513146326076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/8724315513146326076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-used-to-be-indestructible-but-no.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-3630055923167475170</id><published>2009-06-15T19:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T23:09:59.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who would we promise the stars to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat there with Candy looking at the brightest star&lt;br /&gt;held each other with longing and curious desire&lt;br /&gt;we were once one and now so close but forever far&lt;br /&gt;but in our minds we know we can never relight that fire&lt;br /&gt;everyone wants their carefree life back again&lt;br /&gt;like me knowing that there isn't any future with Candy&lt;br /&gt;but now everyone is cold, hard and cruel just to gain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish for childlike innocence but life is not just as dandy&lt;br /&gt;we counted the stars and counted the couples left and right&lt;br /&gt;and pairs of lovely love birds everywhere seem limitless&lt;br /&gt;just like the twin-stars twinkling in the cold dark eventide&lt;br /&gt;just the two of us oddballs walking around aimless... loveless&lt;br /&gt;everyone told us in the end, we WILL see the &lt;span&gt;covenanted light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;but all we see around us is just the solemnly spurned twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-3630055923167475170?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93965680875382434.post-5247277951192966001</id><published>2009-06-09T01:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T02:24:24.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="slly"&gt;I sacrificed this world to hold you&lt;br /&gt;and you were everything to me&lt;br /&gt;I saw my future within you&lt;br /&gt;but everything fell apart bright before me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-5247277951192966001?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/5247277951192966001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=5247277951192966001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5247277951192966001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5247277951192966001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-sacrificed-this-world-to-hold-you-and.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-2325552938832215673</id><published>2009-06-05T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T03:25:31.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="slly"&gt;I live my life in misery&lt;br /&gt;I'd sacrifice this world to hold you&lt;br /&gt;No breath left inside of me&lt;br /&gt;Shattered glass keeps falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullet for My Valentine - Say Goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-2325552938832215673?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2325552938832215673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=2325552938832215673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/2325552938832215673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/2325552938832215673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-live-my-life-in-misery-id-sacrifice.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-7263655005042869462</id><published>2009-06-01T02:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T02:31:32.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder around town and frown&lt;br /&gt;check all those I had let right down&lt;br /&gt;shall we all go flinging and flying unbound&lt;br /&gt;but I cannot hear that melody sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have our cute up and downs&lt;br /&gt;sorrows never able to be drowned&lt;br /&gt;screams of the untold pain and woe&lt;br /&gt;getting sober will not bring me up so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautifully dead and morbid&lt;br /&gt;I see only lovely crumbling of life's blood&lt;br /&gt;short snaps memories of candies&lt;br /&gt;shall you come right back or let me flood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said you'll watch over me slaughter&lt;br /&gt;but all that happens is a withered falter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-7263655005042869462?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/7263655005042869462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=7263655005042869462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/7263655005042869462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/7263655005042869462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wonder-around-town-and-frown-check.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-8700052966086987557</id><published>2009-05-09T04:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T04:29:16.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i remember the nights&lt;br /&gt;so serene and tranquil&lt;br /&gt;seeing you sleep by my side&lt;br /&gt;at peace with such beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lying so close to you&lt;br /&gt;feeling your heart beating&lt;br /&gt;breathing your breath&lt;br /&gt;eternal bliss ensures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with you beside me&lt;br /&gt;every treasured moment&lt;br /&gt;i never sleep but watch you do&lt;br /&gt;dreaming my sweetest dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you are gone, far from me&lt;br /&gt;i miss all the kisses we had&lt;br /&gt;all i needed this life was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my craze to not miss a single thing from you&lt;br /&gt;in pride and downs i simply missed you as a whole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-8700052966086987557?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8700052966086987557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=8700052966086987557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/8700052966086987557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/8700052966086987557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-remember-nights-so-serene-and.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-4995234390335862283</id><published>2009-05-06T02:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T03:06:51.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when i told u i didnt harbour any hope to get u back&lt;br /&gt;i was lying&lt;br /&gt;when u said vanny wasnt real&lt;br /&gt;i died a little inside&lt;br /&gt;when u said i lied to u and the relationship was based on a lie&lt;br /&gt;i saw only hopelessness&lt;br /&gt;when u told me u never enjoyed any of our intimate times together&lt;br /&gt;i felt useless&lt;br /&gt;it was only when u said that u threw thumper away and deleted ur birthday post off ur blog&lt;br /&gt;that i felt&lt;br /&gt;all my love for u shattered right before me for i had always thought that day was ur happiest with me&lt;br /&gt;but to let u know i really truly loved u with all my heart everything i did i did with your best interests at heart&lt;br /&gt;and i know u see all these only as lies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-4995234390335862283?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4995234390335862283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93965680875382434.post-5859051232846851503</id><published>2009-05-05T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:49:21.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here comes May a month I desired&lt;br /&gt;was a month just a month&lt;br /&gt;nothing special to me at all really&lt;br /&gt;just a month to keep you close again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----or i had thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like a roller coaster we are now&lt;br /&gt;in the lowest of lows, no strength to even climb&lt;br /&gt;like a hermit crab without its shell&lt;br /&gt;I'm much more crippled than you can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the decision you make, you sure it's yours&lt;br /&gt;alone made in the cold dark without any&lt;br /&gt;cruel, jealous or hell even zealous outside intentions&lt;br /&gt;your words say otherwise but your actions said so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----did you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it was yours, I wouldn't be dreaming of you anymore&lt;br /&gt;no more nightmares and just the happy go lucky me&lt;br /&gt;had my assurances worked, or did some deprived whore&lt;br /&gt;make you ponder and doubt me like so now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----must you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe we all want something with a selfish intent&lt;br /&gt;no matter how righteous the call is or was&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you what my selfish intent is with you&lt;br /&gt;with you I get the freedom and support to do crazed things others would scream no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----What about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may feel sorry for the hurt I eat these days&lt;br /&gt;you say you need to think for yourself&lt;br /&gt;look what have you become, the very thing you formerly hated&lt;br /&gt;but the greatest hurt I feel is seeing you misguided to doom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----you really do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it is said a whore will bring her friends into whoring&lt;br /&gt;by scaring them of the horrors of being whored&lt;br /&gt;can't you see? I do not need you to come back&lt;br /&gt;just stay back from being turned whoring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----you have to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you breathe life to this heart and it ain't black and dead anymore&lt;br /&gt;I do wish of course to repay my savior in price return&lt;br /&gt;I do hope you understand me for the whore knows much&lt;br /&gt;very much about the language thy use here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----i thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now just give me the strength I once had&lt;br /&gt;the vengeance the sadistic the cruelty&lt;br /&gt;revert this living heart back to death&lt;br /&gt;so my hands may go around sweet pulsing neck of hers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----return me this....right now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-5859051232846851503?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93965680875382434.post-3864522527184540205</id><published>2009-04-26T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T17:34:28.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just 2 weeks without her&lt;br /&gt;everything has finally became clear&lt;br /&gt;how I've hurt her and such&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe all we needed was a break&lt;br /&gt;not a break up&lt;br /&gt;but you had made that choice&lt;br /&gt;I cannot reverse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will definitely tell myself&lt;br /&gt;that whenever I think back on these 1 and 1/2 years so&lt;br /&gt;I will always regret&lt;br /&gt;for not treasuring the last few treasures left in this heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly regret is always too late&lt;br /&gt;my simple pride and complacency&lt;br /&gt;blinded me to your tears&lt;br /&gt;for regret and sorry solves nothing&lt;br /&gt;as it seems&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-3864522527184540205?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/3864522527184540205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=3864522527184540205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/3864522527184540205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/3864522527184540205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-2-weeks-without-her-everything-has.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-2478134132305545279</id><published>2009-04-23T04:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T04:51:10.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>giving up is such a pain&lt;br /&gt;none wanted us to part&lt;br /&gt;maybe there was 1 who wanted&lt;br /&gt;but then maybe giving up&lt;br /&gt;was the best I could give you back in return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just yearn for just 1 day&lt;br /&gt;1 day back like the old happy times again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-2478134132305545279?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2478134132305545279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=2478134132305545279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/2478134132305545279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/2478134132305545279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/giving-up-is-such-pain-none-wanted-us.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-8541760990462073152</id><published>2009-04-20T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:08:00.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RvZdPNULEv4/SeyGnyFbNXI/AAAAAAAAADk/I5Ckg-DnL1E/s1600-h/13-03-09_1523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RvZdPNULEv4/SeyGnyFbNXI/AAAAAAAAADk/I5Ckg-DnL1E/s400/13-03-09_1523.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326780477290001778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need my princess take care of her soft toy babies! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or if mummy doesnt want daddy then babies get forsaken too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes there was a question u ask which i left unanswered&lt;br /&gt;you asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what's your dreams? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;夢って何？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;am i part of your dreams?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you're already part of my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my reply to you now is... no princess you are not part of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are my dream itself please don't turn my beloved dream into a nightmare for me =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-8541760990462073152?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8541760990462073152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=8541760990462073152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/8541760990462073152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/8541760990462073152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-my-princess-take-care-of-her.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RvZdPNULEv4/SeyGnyFbNXI/AAAAAAAAADk/I5Ckg-DnL1E/s72-c/13-03-09_1523.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93965680875382434.post-8862506508412723756</id><published>2009-04-19T15:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:49:38.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i still want my princess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunt care hmph! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-2783598922906195144</id><published>2009-04-17T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:50:54.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>does it has to end this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more princess anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the smell of you on your clothes bring tears back to my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you insist then I cannot resist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay as friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for being such a wonderful and caring girlfriend all these while and I wish you well (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep in touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 Nov 2007 - 17 April 2009 ---- where I was a knight for a beautiful princess Bella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-2783598922906195144?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2783598922906195144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=2783598922906195144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/2783598922906195144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/2783598922906195144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/does-it-has-to-end-this-way-no-more.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-6896445201442052584</id><published>2009-04-17T02:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T02:43:51.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>please answer my calls princess&lt;br /&gt;i need you =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-6896445201442052584?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/6896445201442052584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=6896445201442052584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/6896445201442052584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/6896445201442052584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/please-answer-my-calls-princess-i-need.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-4072671759114266745</id><published>2009-04-15T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:03:21.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Michael Learns to Rock : You Took My Heart Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the moon so blue&lt;br /&gt;Turning all my thoughts to you&lt;br /&gt;I was without hopes or dreams&lt;br /&gt;I tried to dull an inner scream but you&lt;br /&gt;Saw me through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking on a path of air&lt;br /&gt;See your faces everywhere&lt;br /&gt;As you melt this heart of stone&lt;br /&gt;You take my hand to guide me home and now&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took my heart away&lt;br /&gt;When my whole world was gray&lt;br /&gt;You gave me everything and a little bit more&lt;br /&gt;And when it's cold at night&lt;br /&gt;And you sleep by my side&lt;br /&gt;You become the meaning of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in a world so cold&lt;br /&gt;You are there to warm my soul&lt;br /&gt;You came to mend a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;You gave my life a brand new start and now&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took my heart away&lt;br /&gt;When my whole world was gray&lt;br /&gt;You gave me everything and a little bit more&lt;br /&gt;And when it's cold at night&lt;br /&gt;And you sleep by my side&lt;br /&gt;You become the meaning of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding your hand&lt;br /&gt;I won't fear tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Here were we stand&lt;br /&gt;We'll never be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took my heart away&lt;br /&gt;When my whole world was gray&lt;br /&gt;You gave me everything and a little bit more&lt;br /&gt;And when it's cold at night&lt;br /&gt;And you sleep by my side&lt;br /&gt;You become the meaning of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You become the meaning of my life&lt;br /&gt;You become the meaning&lt;br /&gt;You become the meaning of my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-4072671759114266745?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4072671759114266745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=4072671759114266745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/4072671759114266745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/4072671759114266745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/michael-learns-to-rock-you-took-my.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-1811348724870223232</id><published>2009-04-15T00:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T00:41:43.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>forgive me my darling&lt;br /&gt;let me come right back in&lt;br /&gt;show me my wrongs&lt;br /&gt;and let me make them right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be right beside you&lt;br /&gt;but always remember&lt;br /&gt;whatever I do or did&lt;br /&gt;I assumed it had your interests in heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had it got warped or twisted&lt;br /&gt;please save me from this mighty corruption&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-1811348724870223232?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/1811348724870223232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=1811348724870223232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/1811348724870223232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/1811348724870223232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/forgive-me-my-darling-let-me-come-right.html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93965680875382434.post-6379279692631826963</id><published>2009-04-14T00:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:21:34.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>day by day&lt;br /&gt;little by little&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying a little inside&lt;br /&gt;only you can save me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-6379279692631826963?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/6379279692631826963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=6379279692631826963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/6379279692631826963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/6379279692631826963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-by-day-little-by-little-im-dying.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-1021295104505036759</id><published>2009-04-13T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T00:01:20.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just like every other failure&lt;br /&gt;i am no doubt one like them&lt;br /&gt;without his lady by his side&lt;br /&gt;cursed weak and dead right here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-1021295104505036759?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/1021295104505036759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=1021295104505036759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/1021295104505036759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/1021295104505036759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-like-every-other-failure-i-am-no.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-7867893679692292001</id><published>2009-04-12T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T02:22:14.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look back to our humble beginnings&lt;br /&gt;We shared love so strong and deep&lt;br /&gt;So elated was I that a poem everyday&lt;br /&gt;created to present my humble love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know, she presented a grave&lt;br /&gt;threat and despair to your little heart&lt;br /&gt;I presumed you were fine and trust&lt;br /&gt;But as the poems and love tokens fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured that you are still the one&lt;br /&gt;here in my heart no matter how hollow&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me in all the hurt I have done&lt;br /&gt;let me help you remove your sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please trust me once again&lt;br /&gt;I need it so&lt;br /&gt;For without you&lt;br /&gt;this life becomes incomplete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-7867893679692292001?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/7867893679692292001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=7867893679692292001' title='0 Comments'/><link 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RvZdPNULEv4/SeCnGmKlzKI/AAAAAAAAADc/M2i7imyG32o/s1600-h/Hatapon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RvZdPNULEv4/SeCnGmKlzKI/AAAAAAAAADc/M2i7imyG32o/s400/Hatapon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323438491317947554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attack of the patapons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hatapon is the most cute patapon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-9069133265865375101?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/9069133265865375101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=9069133265865375101' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93965680875382434.post-587207795482224389</id><published>2009-03-24T04:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T04:28:28.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I still love my little princess&lt;br /&gt;I still care about my angel&lt;br /&gt;You are still the only one&lt;br /&gt;Or are you sad cuz of 1 hug less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-587207795482224389?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/587207795482224389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=587207795482224389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;GOGO LEOHAWKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-877982732093783875?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/877982732093783875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=877982732093783875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/877982732093783875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/877982732093783875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/03/pop-i-poc-c-ceremony-poc-lo-u-parade-i.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-877757692116782127</id><published>2009-01-14T05:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T05:38:15.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Through the skies&lt;br /&gt;I see you&lt;br /&gt;Over the rise&lt;br /&gt;I hold you&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the stars&lt;br /&gt;I feel you&lt;br /&gt;Between the bars&lt;br /&gt;I smell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come forth right here&lt;br /&gt;into my arms my dear&lt;br /&gt;for all I need&lt;br /&gt;is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-877757692116782127?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/877757692116782127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=877757692116782127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/877757692116782127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/877757692116782127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2009/01/through-skies-i-see-you-over-rise-i.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-1539346188962907758</id><published>2008-11-26T06:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T06:50:47.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thy Nineteenthe of Nove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special someone&lt;br /&gt;A special day&lt;br /&gt;One year has gone&lt;br /&gt;One day unlike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you now?&lt;br /&gt;Are you still the same&lt;br /&gt;Or did you change somehow?&lt;br /&gt;Or was it me not you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment I think of you&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I deny it&lt;br /&gt;Or no matter how you dreamed it&lt;br /&gt;I am still right here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need you&lt;br /&gt;I still care about you&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the pain I had done&lt;br /&gt;I still feel you&lt;br /&gt;Like when I am right beside you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for a not so special day&lt;br /&gt;I just can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need you&lt;br /&gt;I still care about you&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the pain I had done&lt;br /&gt;I still feel you&lt;br /&gt;Like when I am right beside you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel me right in your heart&lt;br /&gt;You are always right here&lt;br /&gt;Right in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Queen and possessor of this heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you even know&lt;br /&gt;How much I care about you&lt;br /&gt;Or how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;Is it you simply want more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you go&lt;br /&gt;Walk down the aisle&lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;Till the special day you so desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-1539346188962907758?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/1539346188962907758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=1539346188962907758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/1539346188962907758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/1539346188962907758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/11/thy-nineteenthe-of-nove-special-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-5785067444586885206</id><published>2008-10-09T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T23:59:22.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay got princess tml :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr rawrrrr!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nibble nibble!! hmph hmph :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-5785067444586885206?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93965680875382434.post-6984372308456701258</id><published>2008-09-15T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T23:11:19.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so it came on some weekend i got some crazy illness called gastric flu! O.o&lt;br /&gt;then got princess come sayang me&lt;br /&gt;and the pain diminished XD&lt;br /&gt;then when she left... it all came back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i sleep&lt;br /&gt;i dream of her caressing me&lt;br /&gt;i want those caresses again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobsob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan my princess with me for-ever !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-6984372308456701258?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/6984372308456701258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=6984372308456701258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/6984372308456701258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/6984372308456701258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-it-came-on-some-weekend-i-got-some.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-7019894237960522003</id><published>2008-08-14T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T23:22:57.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nibbles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a cat, who's name is Nibbles&lt;br /&gt;and he loves to play with soap bubbles&lt;br /&gt;She has a cat, who's name is Meow&lt;br /&gt;and she purrs to tell her mistress she's well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met her and Nibbles met Meow&lt;br /&gt;on our way to have our things to sell&lt;br /&gt;We gave them food to eat and munch&lt;br /&gt;and they went Nom Nom Nom Nom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime Nibbles nibbled Meow&lt;br /&gt;she went Meeeeoooowwwww!&lt;br /&gt;We saw such a cute and adorable sight&lt;br /&gt;so we thought we were a pair just right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You copied Meow and I copied Nibbles&lt;br /&gt;Cuddled together like fur and rubbles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-7019894237960522003?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/7019894237960522003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=7019894237960522003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/7019894237960522003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/7019894237960522003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/08/nibbles-i-have-cat-whos-name-is-nibbles.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-939468256725383195</id><published>2008-07-29T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:04:31.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lolwut?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want her right beside me&lt;br /&gt;I just want it to happen now&lt;br /&gt;I want that one answer key&lt;br /&gt;to get her right beside me me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall we wait? If so wait.. Wait!&lt;br /&gt;Shall we just go ahead? Ahead!?&lt;br /&gt;Shall we do not give a bloody damn?&lt;br /&gt;damn I just wan her, here now now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is not very much need for gratification&lt;br /&gt;There is none? For I have tasted them all .. All&lt;br /&gt;is there a break to these overwhelming trash?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just give me what is mine, for she's mine mine mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just that one her... discard the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-939468256725383195?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/939468256725383195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=939468256725383195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/939468256725383195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/939468256725383195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/07/lolwut-i-want-her-right-beside-me-i.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-8075240851898171937</id><published>2008-06-13T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T02:38:34.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay my princess can work in dunno wut kpmg lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she say it good so ok lo very good~ XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-365284928359548162</id><published>2008-06-08T04:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T04:14:56.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Memoirs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I come saw look and pass&lt;br /&gt;never imagined time as fast&lt;br /&gt;drew deep in mad love-faith&lt;br /&gt;I want my incoming fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It pains without yet it does with&lt;br /&gt;sheer queer with no respite old&lt;br /&gt;break depths into my very soul&lt;br /&gt;quickly end this everlasting width&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That will come I am sure&lt;br /&gt;face it daily with no fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-365284928359548162?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/365284928359548162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=365284928359548162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/365284928359548162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/365284928359548162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/06/memoirs-as-i-come-saw-look-and-pass.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-5918303280440728158</id><published>2008-05-15T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T00:26:49.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is like dangling fresh water to a parched man&lt;br /&gt;eat such a huge feast in front of the starved ones&lt;br /&gt;Drugs kept far from its incessant abuser&lt;br /&gt;I feel that withdrawal, that anguish, just like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those damned obstacles, the screwed up scums&lt;br /&gt;itching as a thorn on one's ass.. Yet impossible to&lt;br /&gt;just simply remove them from our small lives&lt;br /&gt;lets kill them, one by one or twist them to us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be too sad and stay strong for I rely all on you&lt;br /&gt;as we are able to embrace each other again in due&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-5918303280440728158?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/5918303280440728158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=5918303280440728158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5918303280440728158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5918303280440728158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-is-like-dangling-fresh-water-to.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-1916327427746241181</id><published>2008-05-13T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:22:03.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=( lovesick starts today sobs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-1916327427746241181?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/1916327427746241181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=1916327427746241181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/1916327427746241181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/1916327427746241181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/05/lovesick-starts-today-sobs.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-4748808630432508077</id><published>2008-05-07T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T23:51:47.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our journey -- Cries of forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our inter bond is like a long spiraling journey&lt;br /&gt;of a trail of obstacles, of misery and pain&lt;br /&gt;yet they two bring out the very best of it&lt;br /&gt;treasure every pleasure moments like baby cradles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall we walk hand in hand? Or separate??&lt;br /&gt;But at a distance! A short one, within our comfort&lt;br /&gt;It's all about the striking balance of the unattainable&lt;br /&gt;but that is yet what this grueling journey is all about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past hurts, it always does. Turning back --&lt;br /&gt;even a look, cuts deeper than chill to bone&lt;br /&gt;Feeling it slashes you like a chalk on the sword.&lt;br /&gt;Come and feel my arms, for the shield the dusts of chalk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey is unending, our legacy continues on&lt;br /&gt;Like two halves incomplete without the other&lt;br /&gt;let us strengthen our own weaknesses like always&lt;br /&gt;To let close friends, aid and go green on us as always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-4748808630432508077?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4748808630432508077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93965680875382434.post-6600201460259395928</id><published>2008-04-21T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:43:55.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so sad no princess! ahhhhhhhh lovesick so pain sobsob someone catch my princess from taiwan put in my house!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dream of you everyday&lt;br /&gt;in all so many distinct ways&lt;br /&gt;the pain never went flay&lt;br /&gt;as my thoughts flew into disarray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to me now please&lt;br /&gt;so my pain will ease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-6600201460259395928?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93965680875382434.post-856781878810181372</id><published>2008-04-20T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T16:50:27.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My princess complained about it&lt;br /&gt;the lack of a poem a day i promised&lt;br /&gt;yet the excitement kept me on my feet&lt;br /&gt;that one to two emails a day, which i waited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No princess is no inner life nor feeling&lt;br /&gt;my heart goes dead and gusting sadness&lt;br /&gt;my lovesick and craze came unyielding&lt;br /&gt;yet I live by the day of her aura of happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many days more I have to anguish&lt;br /&gt;with her love and touch I could abolish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-856781878810181372?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/856781878810181372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=856781878810181372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/856781878810181372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/856781878810181372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-princess-complained-about-it-lack-of.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-2887808448875915317</id><published>2008-04-15T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T17:37:43.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just when she was about to took off flight&lt;br /&gt;the hidden void began to grow in my life&lt;br /&gt;all darkness and loneliness without light&lt;br /&gt;I just want my sweet tender wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten more days to come&lt;br /&gt;I dream again, we are one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-2887808448875915317?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2887808448875915317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=2887808448875915317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/2887808448875915317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/2887808448875915317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-when-she-was-about-to-took-off.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-1655428464417649113</id><published>2008-03-31T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T00:27:41.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its gonna be 5 mths with my princess soon! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy so happy! got princess so happy! XD XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best thing is my father also like my princess! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay my parents like my princess yay can marry soon! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-1655428464417649113?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/1655428464417649113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=1655428464417649113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/1655428464417649113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/1655428464417649113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-gonna-be-5-mths-with-my-princess.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-7855723362246168230</id><published>2008-03-25T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T21:30:19.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>which idiot lets his princess gets bullied? me!&lt;br /&gt;which idiot loves his princess so much yet she never has self love? me!&lt;br /&gt;which idiot cares about his princess so much yet she lets other people bully her? me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea so has all the love care and spoiling has no effect or am i plain useless as a boyfriend? i would agree to the latter =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-7855723362246168230?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/7855723362246168230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=7855723362246168230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/7855723362246168230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/7855723362246168230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/03/which-idiot-lets-his-princess-gets.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-4843504851718877667</id><published>2008-03-24T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T18:37:39.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love is like War&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a war that never ever ends&lt;br /&gt;it resides in one's heart and soul ravaging&lt;br /&gt;Yet it is a war with oneself which sends&lt;br /&gt;the other partner sadness and limping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It calls and yearns as strong as bee to honey&lt;br /&gt;in absence, it's just pain and great despair&lt;br /&gt;Neither material nor as evil as paper money&lt;br /&gt;though the physical presence is enough to pair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike wars of the past and present times&lt;br /&gt;it is a war of self, a war where self hurt reigns&lt;br /&gt;These were never seen or objected as of crimes&lt;br /&gt;its effects of the afflicted runs deep beneath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to me my devoted one, with just oars&lt;br /&gt;Together lets make mastery of our self-wars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-4843504851718877667?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4843504851718877667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=4843504851718877667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/4843504851718877667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/4843504851718877667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-is-like-war-love-is-like-war-that.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-5701679065114417819</id><published>2008-03-16T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T23:39:25.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every word Every care are taken to consideration&lt;br /&gt;of a future I try to map out together between us&lt;br /&gt;stand with me and we shall kill this wretched&lt;br /&gt;evils between us.. call me when u need me to stand by you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-5701679065114417819?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/5701679065114417819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=5701679065114417819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5701679065114417819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5701679065114417819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/03/every-word-every-care-are-taken-to.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-6943759475573544234</id><published>2008-03-12T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T00:09:18.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to my Princess!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may you be happy and spoilt always! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-6943759475573544234?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/6943759475573544234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=6943759475573544234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/6943759475573544234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/6943759475573544234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-to-my-princess-xd-may.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-8896353229161199745</id><published>2008-03-09T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T23:46:28.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zomg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 march is princess bd weee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat chocolate! eat swensens! eat icecream! eat princess! KEK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-8896353229161199745?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8896353229161199745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=8896353229161199745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/8896353229161199745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/8896353229161199745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/03/zomg-12-march-is-princess-bd-weee-eat.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-5990466025780347487</id><published>2008-03-02T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T20:42:05.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vengence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In lieu of ice and dreams&lt;br /&gt;comes of frozen time in deem&lt;br /&gt;crushed was the ice in times&lt;br /&gt;till its shatter in rhymes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begone forlorn cruel deed&lt;br /&gt;be my slave in your creed&lt;br /&gt;thrust this blow to your soul&lt;br /&gt;may your sun never go old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to me once again&lt;br /&gt;and lets begin right began&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-5990466025780347487?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/5990466025780347487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=5990466025780347487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5990466025780347487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5990466025780347487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/03/vengence-in-lieu-of-ice-and-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-3491718973058004072</id><published>2008-02-14T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T22:59:39.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is Vday! or valentine's day XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad cannot go out wif princess but i got her rosario vampire book 3 to 10! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways today whole day think of princess plus those girls i know well keep asking wut u and ur princess doing later?! must love her a lot hor! :p  must pei her! and all those wut not spams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai ya make it simple! nothing is more forever to me other than my princess&lt;br /&gt;(pardon my bad English! :P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-3491718973058004072?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/3491718973058004072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=3491718973058004072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/3491718973058004072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/3491718973058004072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-is-vday-or-valentines-day-xd-too.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-5146273971231867111</id><published>2008-02-12T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T00:45:48.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i promised princess 3 things termed as M O E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M is manga and she got it :p rosario vampire manga set! yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess wut she guessed out the O :o omg omg omg omg too bad she blur blur dunno wut is it although she wants it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hint: i am gonna get it in the comming IT fair in suntec :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats E? i am not sure myself since E is the most common alphabet in the words commonly used =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-5146273971231867111?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/5146273971231867111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=5146273971231867111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5146273971231867111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5146273971231867111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-promised-princess-3-things-termed-as.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-11233594030391669</id><published>2008-01-31T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T23:24:45.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i bish my princess! for thinking too much! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-11233594030391669?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/11233594030391669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=11233594030391669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/11233594030391669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/11233594030391669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-bish-my-princess-for-thinking-too.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-4229124256602120313</id><published>2008-01-28T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:46:50.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of the birds and stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is a nasty, evil, disgusting place&lt;br /&gt;so much that it burns worst than Hades' realm.&lt;br /&gt;All we can see are deceit, filled with lustful hate.&lt;br /&gt;As the grim reaper beckons soul after soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all evils, we have that one thing of feather,&lt;br /&gt;Hope. She sings the greatest song of them all,&lt;br /&gt;residing in every heart, hurt only by grief.&lt;br /&gt;Let the little bird perch in you and sing its birdsong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like the Northern Star. Shining always,&lt;br /&gt;be it in the day where you know none of its presence&lt;br /&gt;or the deep, darkest hour of the night, shining that ray,&lt;br /&gt;that very ray that keeps you going on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear not my princess, for the star and bird are always with you,&lt;br /&gt;just like how our strings of the stars will entwine us in due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-4229124256602120313?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4229124256602120313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=4229124256602120313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/4229124256602120313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/4229124256602120313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/01/of-birds-and-stars-world-is-nasty-evil.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-184198138613643797</id><published>2008-01-21T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T23:56:34.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of a time, a time of bliss&lt;br /&gt;dreams of pure and true gratification&lt;br /&gt;be it emotional or physical in nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of you being beside me,&lt;br /&gt;at night, at dawn, at all times&lt;br /&gt;your eyes draw me from sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of insane affection&lt;br /&gt;so mad it pains us both all while&lt;br /&gt;be it together or not, pain of lovesick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of the ultimate cure to it&lt;br /&gt;shall you hold my hand and allow us&lt;br /&gt;to eradicate all pain from this alluring love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-184198138613643797?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/184198138613643797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=184198138613643797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/184198138613643797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/184198138613643797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/01/dreams-i-dream-of-time-time-of-bliss.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-2022649247283599076</id><published>2008-01-12T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T01:17:20.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love is Tender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is tender, soft silky and clean&lt;br /&gt;it always seems flawless at first sight&lt;br /&gt;slowly opening to reveal its insides&lt;br /&gt;it is us to decide if it remains beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is cold! Green! Selfish! Freezes&lt;br /&gt;our very heart of self desire, for the&lt;br /&gt;greater good for the other half-a-heart&lt;br /&gt;it creates thoughts made by the devils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is time. See how fast time goes?&lt;br /&gt;minutes are seconds, hours were minutes,&lt;br /&gt;a single time if without the other's touch&lt;br /&gt;time drags it feet like an old dying sloth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is talk! Slight silences pains both greatly!&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a day together without a single word&lt;br /&gt;being even spoken or zero eye contact? Cry&lt;br /&gt;deep inside I would, shatter the silence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is us, what is love without two sweet&lt;br /&gt;lovebirds? Tears and sadness swells without&lt;br /&gt;the presence of the other... Calling out for her&lt;br /&gt;from the deep withins of my heart.. I call out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is strong and weak, so strong no other&lt;br /&gt;physical or emotional outside forces can break!&lt;br /&gt;So weak, a slight miscommunication shatters&lt;br /&gt;our very tender and soft heart-of-love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is tender, tenderly I would.. caressing you&lt;br /&gt;not a fault is found in you, just that heart-of-perfection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-2022649247283599076?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2022649247283599076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=2022649247283599076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/2022649247283599076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/2022649247283599076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/01/love-is-tender-love-is-tender-soft.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-2960371804118038634</id><published>2008-01-10T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T22:39:49.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on tuesday princess come gimme food for lunch! XD and she made me feel like the most fortunate bf ever existed O.o why this feeling? i dunno it just feels good...then i remember 1 friend his ex just spend his money till he broke and she can still squeeze out more money off him! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then stupid compy irritating cannot on wow and play.... should i take a huge break from wow? Then super upgrade my computer to play wrath of the lich king? after the silly A levels i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant princess stay like right beside me in the same house? &gt;_&lt; ultimate cure for our lovesick! yay tml got princess! GOT PRINCESS spam spam spam spam spam SPAM SPAM SPAM :o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-2960371804118038634?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2960371804118038634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=2960371804118038634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/2960371804118038634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/2960371804118038634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/01/on-tuesday-princess-come-gimme-food-for.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-8564133559309305849</id><published>2008-01-07T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T23:23:31.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmph i gonna spoil my princess so badly that even her mother complains that she is damn spoilt! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh princess faster stay with me :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-8564133559309305849?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8564133559309305849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=8564133559309305849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/8564133559309305849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/8564133559309305849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2008/01/hmph-i-gonna-spoil-my-princess-so-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-3444000990416838416</id><published>2007-12-31T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T22:12:05.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In a life where promises were never fulfilled&lt;br /&gt;came fulfillment in life, I am always greedy&lt;br /&gt;Greedy for more for all the things I want&lt;br /&gt;there is no need to satisfy my desire at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do as you please, as you command&lt;br /&gt;Why could not we come together closer&lt;br /&gt;so close whenever I open my eyes I see you&lt;br /&gt;such sights, the smell tingles ever strongly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick! Quick! Why can't we grow up quickly&lt;br /&gt;but I love the idea of being a small little boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-3444000990416838416?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/3444000990416838416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=3444000990416838416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/3444000990416838416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/3444000990416838416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-life-where-promises-were-never.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-8033237908381900968</id><published>2007-12-30T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T23:13:30.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, yes u are the special one&lt;br /&gt;that very only one you desire&lt;br /&gt;what if baby cry... Mummy selfish?!!&lt;br /&gt;It's okay anyways, it's mummy's fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No girl has being able to eradicate her past&lt;br /&gt;could tell that you do not at all, but it's alright&lt;br /&gt;slowly we make it to exactly... as you desire!&lt;br /&gt;for I am here, for the sole purpose to serve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your possessiveness is cute, for I'm only yours&lt;br /&gt;this is not madness, it's just we are madly in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-8033237908381900968?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8033237908381900968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=8033237908381900968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/8033237908381900968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/8033237908381900968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/12/yes-yes-u-are-special-one-that-very.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-9007870058398473630</id><published>2007-12-30T01:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T01:31:47.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh sch gonna open and cannot see princess everyday sobs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why we cannot stay together? =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-9007870058398473630?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/9007870058398473630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=9007870058398473630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/9007870058398473630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/9007870058398473630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/12/ahhh-sch-gonna-open-and-cannot-see.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-5860664130593918866</id><published>2007-12-27T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T19:05:26.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm i think was yesterday princess wanna run across field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so okay lor princess say mah then omg omg omg all the mud! T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end up need wash my pants lols then i thought of an extremely lame poem... here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Walking around in my underwear&lt;br /&gt;dancing to the music in the air&lt;br /&gt;with my girlfriend's boxer-wear&lt;br /&gt;dirty yet I feel only her care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrubbing clean our footwear&lt;br /&gt;when will she be mine to heir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-5860664130593918866?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/5860664130593918866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=5860664130593918866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5860664130593918866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5860664130593918866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/12/hmm-i-think-was-yesterday-princess.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-6294477262565742825</id><published>2007-12-26T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T02:11:48.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RvZdPNULEv4/R3FHwvYB6DI/AAAAAAAAACU/UF4lSDGPyK4/s1600-h/Aurora+in+Tromso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RvZdPNULEv4/R3FHwvYB6DI/AAAAAAAAACU/UF4lSDGPyK4/s400/Aurora+in+Tromso.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147974751737735218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we shall kiss under the beaming auroras of the beautiful sky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-6294477262565742825?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RvZdPNULEv4/R3FHwvYB6DI/AAAAAAAAACU/UF4lSDGPyK4/s72-c/Aurora+in+Tromso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93965680875382434.post-973988575036935714</id><published>2007-12-19T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T23:53:40.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today cannot see my princess... why? cause she go out with her mummy =/ sobsobs and ppl bully her hmph those buggers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst thing is tml cannot meet her! argh! i am dying of lovesick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Became next to madness&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly it's better&lt;br /&gt;the insatiable desire for&lt;br /&gt;each other is just too great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't we stay together&lt;br /&gt;for ever and ever and ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-973988575036935714?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/973988575036935714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=973988575036935714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/973988575036935714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/973988575036935714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/12/ahhhhhhhh-today-cannot-see-my-princess.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-3937031511234898142</id><published>2007-12-18T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T00:31:20.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so happy so happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i got princess i got princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-3937031511234898142?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/3937031511234898142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=3937031511234898142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/3937031511234898142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/3937031511234898142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-happy-so-happy-cause-i-got-princess.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-546882540282077667</id><published>2007-12-11T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:53:06.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i now have an insane addiction, a painful one.... i wanna see my princess now now now ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-546882540282077667?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/546882540282077667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=546882540282077667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/546882540282077667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/546882540282077667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-now-have-insane-addiction-painful-one.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-8194382241339188971</id><published>2007-12-08T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:53:58.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;With stable emotions I'm ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for what the future has to offer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the past shall not even bother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as I carry on with my planned deeds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watch us from the heavens my sister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall not let myself or anyone loved down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-cj&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-8194382241339188971?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8194382241339188971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93965680875382434.post-5398614322016837969</id><published>2007-12-06T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:54:17.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;she fell and passed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I still feel love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that insane yet deep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love for my one princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sad for i lost some one so loved once my lover, then my sister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love is not all lost, i am still here, still love still there &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i see you vanny, my eternal guardian angel as always X)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;may your soul find eternal peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-5398614322016837969?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/5398614322016837969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=5398614322016837969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5398614322016837969'/><link 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can tell the essence of life is like gone from her =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason i feel both sad and emotionless, all the mixed feelings O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just wanna go and hug my princess and kiss her dearly T-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-245298592215318053?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/245298592215318053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=245298592215318053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/245298592215318053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;truly my everything&lt;br /&gt;too precious to let go&lt;br /&gt;too loved to forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was my first&lt;br /&gt;not my last love&lt;br /&gt;she made me today&lt;br /&gt;for that I thank her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching her part&lt;br /&gt;shall not be easy&lt;br /&gt;knowing I'm still loved&lt;br /&gt;it shall prove a little easier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me!&lt;br /&gt;I'll fall to your arms&lt;br /&gt;when I return&lt;br /&gt;Loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completely..&lt;br /&gt;my beloved princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-1296249656963757001?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/1296249656963757001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93965680875382434.post-311124305041654514</id><published>2007-12-04T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T23:43:34.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held her, she held me&lt;br /&gt;we knew each other&lt;br /&gt;never that long, but&lt;br /&gt;always that very deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It Was Her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We held each other in our arms.... tightly&lt;br /&gt;our pain overwhelmed by each other's presence&lt;br /&gt;for that moment, I found no sorrow in my heart&lt;br /&gt;It was just plain yet insane joy! Bursting within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw deaths of one hated, one not known at all&lt;br /&gt;never one of a loved, but love did so much to me&lt;br /&gt;it has killed me and made me undeath yet revived me&lt;br /&gt;NONE has fell deep into darkness if one doesn't intend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I intend to fall deep into that damned abyss?&lt;br /&gt;NEVER... for I found someone too precious to let go&lt;br /&gt;far too delicate to hurt, all my pride is her utmost care&lt;br /&gt;my courage is her constant love, my valor is her pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen deceit, madness.. evil and prided by them&lt;br /&gt;meeting her was like a cleanse of such misery&lt;br /&gt;You unlocked feelings none has opened in me&lt;br /&gt;Only You, have opened paths for me only saints can enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fears, sadness and misery.... Just kills&lt;br /&gt;painfully, slowly for I feel I never have done well&lt;br /&gt;But your Love, my source of courage, the very essence&lt;br /&gt;that holds and binds me to this world and to only you&lt;br /&gt;kept me going.. and going.. and going.. for the sake of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you knowing you can ease my pain of suffering&lt;br /&gt;Never thought you could do so much more to me&lt;br /&gt;and when you did, my heart and soul cried out loud&lt;br /&gt;FOR THIS UNDEAD SHALL LIVE ONCE AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on your side, no doubt.. for I now have that very will&lt;br /&gt;to relive a new life... with only you as my only precious queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-311124305041654514?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93965680875382434.post-77342463733732520</id><published>2007-12-03T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T23:43:15.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only three days, I never saw her&lt;br /&gt;I was never spared the three whole days&lt;br /&gt;of anguish, pain, withdrawal and yearn to see her&lt;br /&gt;hearing her voice was like water to a thirsty man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My undead body turned to rot, refusing to move&lt;br /&gt;for I woke up in each of the three days&lt;br /&gt;knowing I couldn't see my darling princess&lt;br /&gt;but I managed to survive, with the little contact I had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three lonely and dreadful days are coming to an end&lt;br /&gt;the time I could see my angel again was drawing near&lt;br /&gt;together, it seem like a moment.. away it was eternity&lt;br /&gt;soon we have to part, where our love will be tested and stretched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-77342463733732520?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/77342463733732520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=77342463733732520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/77342463733732520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/77342463733732520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/12/3-days-it-was-only-three-days-i-never.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-4225425546748765657</id><published>2007-12-02T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T23:03:02.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RvZdPNULEv4/R1LHYRmT9EI/AAAAAAAAACM/3qPuS9R-R98/s1600-R/turtle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RvZdPNULEv4/R1LHYRmT9EI/AAAAAAAAACM/06RvBVn0gA4/s400/turtle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139389344638039106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This turtle is the cure of my lovesick! and may one day replace my smelly teddy bear which is as old as me :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever i think of princess! I HUG TURTLE! and wonder how is my princess doing =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now all i need to do i prove to her i love her, words and actions dunt seem to work..... hopefully time can tell, so confident am i that i will still love her, inferiority &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; existed  when u love a person so dearly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yea! maybe theres a song i like to let her listen, i think i sing to her b4! =X pardon my crappy vocals =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Truly Madly Deeply"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'll be your dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'll be your wish I'll be your fantasy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'll be your hope I'll be your love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Be everything that you need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'll love you more with every breath &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Truly, madly, deeply do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I will be strong I will be faithful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 'cause I'm counting on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; A new beginning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; A reason for living &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; A deeper meaning, yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;[chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I want to stand with you on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; a mountain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I want to bathe with you in the sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I want to lay like this forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Until the sky falls down on me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; And when the stars are shining &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; brightly in the velvet sky, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'll make a wish send it to heaven &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Then make you want to cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; The tears of joy for all the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; pleasure in the certainty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; That we're surrounded by the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; comfort and protection of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; The highest powers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; In lonely hours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; The tears devour you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;[chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Oh can you see it baby? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; You don't have to close your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 'Cause it's standing right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; before you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; All that you need will surely come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'll be your dream I'll be your wish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'll be your fantasy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'll be your hope I'll be your love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Be everything that you need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'll love you more with every breath &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Truly, madly, deeply do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;[chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I want to stand with you on a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; mountain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I want to bathe with you in the sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I want to live like this forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Until the sky falls down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;not a need to bold anything lyrics at all... because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERY WORD&lt;/span&gt; i want her to know! so if i bolded, i would bold &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; :p        soooo i made it in SPECIAL FONT!!! KEK (orcish word for lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her means princess btw! NO ONE ELSE!!!! HMPH other girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-4225425546748765657?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4225425546748765657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=4225425546748765657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/4225425546748765657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/4225425546748765657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-turtle-is-cure-of-my-lovesick-and.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RvZdPNULEv4/R1LHYRmT9EI/AAAAAAAAACM/06RvBVn0gA4/s72-c/turtle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93965680875382434.post-5036951128238083734</id><published>2007-11-28T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T20:54:37.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sick + exhaustion really saps my brain juices dry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my princess also sick sobs! hmph the sore throat bug!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... so happy! i wonder when i would spam chocolates with princess again =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-5036951128238083734?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/5036951128238083734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=5036951128238083734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5036951128238083734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5036951128238083734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/11/sick-exhaustion-really-saps-my-brain.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-3155205039118187434</id><published>2007-11-26T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T22:28:35.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Burnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exhaustion has being eating into me&lt;br /&gt;bit by bit, fatigue creeps in like the night&lt;br /&gt;nothing keeps me more awake than you&lt;br /&gt;thinking of you, all my thoughts on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the burning pain and anguish of love&lt;br /&gt;all suffer able just for those moments&lt;br /&gt;those moments we longed for ages&lt;br /&gt;as the times together happily seeps away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad as we are, evil our past, I'll do it all&lt;br /&gt;to just let it stay, better as time passes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-3155205039118187434?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/3155205039118187434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=3155205039118187434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/3155205039118187434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/3155205039118187434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/11/burnt-exhaustion-has-being-eating-into.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-2044224504982420219</id><published>2007-11-22T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T18:38:45.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is all like an addiction, more powerful&lt;br /&gt;more inducing than any drug man has made&lt;br /&gt;it corrupts all thoughts, erases all concentration&lt;br /&gt;all I could ever think of was her alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her all my heart, all thoughts... everything&lt;br /&gt;just to see her smile, just to see her contented&lt;br /&gt;I am greedy, I always want more from her&lt;br /&gt;but I am so ready to give that so much more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE! what love has done to me, but I know&lt;br /&gt;that I am truly happy inside because you cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-2044224504982420219?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2044224504982420219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=2044224504982420219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/2044224504982420219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/2044224504982420219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/11/thinking-it-is-all-like-addiction-more.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-8389642531247507912</id><published>2007-11-21T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:18:08.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love beautifies the soul, just as&lt;br /&gt;happiness rejuvenates the heart&lt;br /&gt;Never saw her with such beauty&lt;br /&gt;and such aura of rebirth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her Love, My courage&lt;br /&gt;when both hearts entwine as one&lt;br /&gt;such radiance makes the stars turn&lt;br /&gt;and make angels cry with joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-8389642531247507912?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8389642531247507912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=8389642531247507912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/8389642531247507912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/8389642531247507912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-love-beautifies-soul-happiness.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-1368882838945517352</id><published>2007-11-20T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T21:31:30.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;彩虹 - 周杰伦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;哪里有彩虹告诉我　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;能不能把我的愿望还给我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;为什么天这么安静　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;所有的云都跑到我这里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;有没有口罩一个给我　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;释怀说了太多就成真不了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;也许时间是一种解药　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;也是我现在正服下的毒药&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;看不见你的笑我怎么睡得着　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;你的声音这么近我却抱不到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;没有地球　太阳还是会绕　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;没有理由　我也能自己走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;你要离开我知道很简单&lt;/span&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;你说依赖是我们的阻碍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;就算放开但能不能别没收我的爱　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;当作我最后才明白&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;有没有口罩一个给我　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;释怀说了太多就成真不了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;也许时间是一种解药　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;也是我现在正服下的毒药&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;看不见你的笑我怎么睡得着　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;你的声音这么近我却抱不到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;没有地球　太阳还是会绕　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;没有理由　我也能自己走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;你要离开我知道很简单　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;你说依赖是我们的阻碍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;就算放开但能不能别没收我的爱　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;当作我最后才明白&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;看不见你的笑　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;要我怎么睡的着　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;你的声音这么近我却抱不到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;没有地球太阳还是会绕会绕　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;没有理由我也能自己走掉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;释怀说了太多就成真不了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;也许时间是一种解药解药　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;也是我现在正服下的毒药&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;你要离开我知道很简单　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;你说依赖是我们的阻碍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算放开但能不能别没收我的爱　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;当作我最后才明白&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-1368882838945517352?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/1368882838945517352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=1368882838945517352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/1368882838945517352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/1368882838945517352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-3857401250754977982</id><published>2007-11-19T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T21:58:09.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Darling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not let our past affect our future&lt;br /&gt;we came together due to our past&lt;br /&gt;all we should care is the present&lt;br /&gt;for it affects our future together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it all and everything for you&lt;br /&gt;of course, I am selfish and want that too&lt;br /&gt;spending the rest of our lives together&lt;br /&gt;would be like eternal bliss for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May our shared dreams come to reality&lt;br /&gt;let nothing stand in our way, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;undeniably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-3857401250754977982?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/3857401250754977982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=3857401250754977982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/3857401250754977982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/3857401250754977982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the CD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RvZdPNULEv4/R0Au_60IAjI/AAAAAAAAAB8/K0dPfGdllKg/s1600-h/18-11-07_2016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RvZdPNULEv4/R0Au_60IAjI/AAAAAAAAAB8/K0dPfGdllKg/s400/18-11-07_2016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134155250856886834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;album cover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RvZdPNULEv4/R0AvAK0IAkI/AAAAAAAAACE/QfQAcltcf7Q/s1600-h/album+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RvZdPNULEv4/R0AvAK0IAkI/AAAAAAAAACE/QfQAcltcf7Q/s400/album+cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134155255151854146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee! my princess bought me this album... one i have being searching for a long time of this edition with Destroyed inside =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks princess! anyways these days keep thinking how to ask princess that burning question n my head, i guess i finally know wut to say now XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-5668797224601578336?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/5668797224601578336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=5668797224601578336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5668797224601578336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5668797224601578336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/11/cd-album-cover-weee-my-princess-bought.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RvZdPNULEv4/R0Au_q0IAiI/AAAAAAAAAB0/X0Qcy6Pq7V0/s72-c/18-11-07_2003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93965680875382434.post-1561781879430884315</id><published>2007-11-16T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T17:03:22.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unbreakable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beneath this cruel, rotting flesh&lt;br /&gt;further than these seared eye sockets&lt;br /&gt;lies a need, extremely dire yet delicate&lt;br /&gt;cries of aid or help became to silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came just like an ordinary human&lt;br /&gt;no one knew what was inside of her&lt;br /&gt;tender and beautiful like a princess&lt;br /&gt;forgiveness and strength of an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was never a match made in heaven&lt;br /&gt;but I'll make you feel heaven... eternally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-6437191799821301131</id><published>2007-11-15T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T00:44:44.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Shattering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I see in my dreams are only you&lt;br /&gt;the beautiful yet flawed princess&lt;br /&gt;even the undeath mourn for such pain&lt;br /&gt;for your heart is locked in an icy prison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flesh can kill your loneliness and pain&lt;br /&gt;bones and sinew defend you physically&lt;br /&gt;Heart and love shatter your walls of uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;Thou shall never die in my heart, kept by her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I require that sword to my complete knighthood,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a proud undead knight, to shatter that prison I MUST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-6437191799821301131?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/6437191799821301131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=6437191799821301131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/6437191799821301131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/6437191799821301131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/11/shattering-all-i-see-in-my-dreams-are.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-2375782157088404235</id><published>2007-11-14T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T09:39:46.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Blade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lived once a human, now as an undead&lt;br /&gt;fought alive as a warrior, again as knight&lt;br /&gt;Undead I maybe, I have a beating heart&lt;br /&gt;cruel as always, I still seek to serve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This rotting brain of mine, simplistic!&lt;br /&gt;thinks of no one but of that i knew alive&lt;br /&gt;of that whom raised my dead body&lt;br /&gt;as her knight, proudly i stood and salute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no need for a sword to combat&lt;br /&gt;Flesh, Bone, Sinew, Craze are all I need&lt;br /&gt;but whatever the princess presents&lt;br /&gt;I gladly accept, I truly want a weapon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My undying heart, kept alive and beating&lt;br /&gt;by my warrior-mate, by my beloved princess&lt;br /&gt;I wish it will never die, may my mate fall&lt;br /&gt;For I have a princess to care..to protect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-2375782157088404235?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2375782157088404235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=2375782157088404235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/2375782157088404235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/2375782157088404235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-lived-once-human-now-as-undead-fought.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-2399528849613661220</id><published>2007-11-13T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T17:30:24.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The UnDeath Knight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come to you, not as your desire&lt;br /&gt;never as that knight in shining armour&lt;br /&gt;neither as the one you have in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;nor the one you saw in your dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come to you, for you revived this&lt;br /&gt;dead, cruel soul of an un-beating heart&lt;br /&gt;you spared this world of a crazed menace&lt;br /&gt;by reliving my heart and soul by acceptance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come to you, as your undead knight&lt;br /&gt;none can describe the pride instilled into me&lt;br /&gt;when you championed me as your very knight&lt;br /&gt;undeath or not i strive to crush your woes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come to you, to serve the princess&lt;br /&gt;unwavering faith, un-shatterable courage&lt;br /&gt;I require no sword but my flesh, blood, bone&lt;br /&gt;undaunted by all in my path, deranged in my oath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come to you, silently muttering my oath&lt;br /&gt;driven by my again living heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;will always be there at your command&lt;br /&gt;I'll carry it out, for the undeath lives by his vow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not be princess to others, but they live&lt;br /&gt;I am undead.. With you, fear despair grief i do not know&lt;br /&gt;Do not leave me, for a knight is incompetent without his lady&lt;br /&gt;I'll swear to be by your side so long you keep this&lt;br /&gt;heart and soul of mine alive, promises never worked for undead&lt;br /&gt;I've come to you... to serve, to protect, to annihilate for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;months have passed with me being dead all over, nothing feels better than being able to feel alive again, none can describe, words can never do that too, but the care and love for the undead knight shows certainly will.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Undead Knight's Oath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Be loyal of hand and of mouth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Seeking to serve only that one princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Be humble and courteous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Never allow her to suffer by thy default,&lt;br /&gt;Love and care for her with thy life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Always life thy hand to protect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If thou must draw thy life to defend her, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Do so unto thy own       death.&lt;br /&gt;I solemnly swear&lt;br /&gt;May my heart and soul burn&lt;br /&gt;If any part thereof oath... broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-2399528849613661220?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2399528849613661220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=2399528849613661220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/2399528849613661220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/2399528849613661220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/11/undeath-knight-i-come-to-you-not-as.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-3540762079711331951</id><published>2007-11-12T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T16:34:51.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes! i am championed as her undead knight! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unwavering&lt;br /&gt;undying&lt;br /&gt;undaunted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deranged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wut should i do? protect her with my un-death life (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course! theres a song to delicate to her! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Lost in the darkness, hoping for a sign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Instead there is only silence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you hear my screams...?&lt;br /&gt;Never stop hoping,&lt;br /&gt;Need to know where you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But one thing 's for sure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; You're always in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll find you somewhere&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep on trying until my dying day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I just need to know whatever has happened,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The Truth will free my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Lost in the darkness, try to find your way home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I want to embrace you and never let you go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Almost hope you're in heaven so no one can hurt your soul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;agony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 'cause I just do not know&lt;br /&gt;Where you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'll find you somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'll keep on trying until my dying day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to know whatever has happened,&lt;br /&gt;The truth will free my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Wherever you are, I won't stop searching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Whatever it takes, I need to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'll find you somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'll keep on trying until my dying day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I just need to know whatever has happened,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The truth will free my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   - Within Temptation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;If I ever do find you, I'll make sure you will never feel hurt and you will be my one and only princess for you are the only one in the world whom i will ever truly love. No more other than you, just you. It is not a promise, it's me, i am like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-3540762079711331951?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/3540762079711331951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=3540762079711331951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/3540762079711331951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/3540762079711331951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/11/yes-i-am-championed-as-her-undead.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-114914241405682566</id><published>2007-11-11T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T00:07:38.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has being 1 month(31 days) since i started to make that princess mine &gt;_&lt; far longer than the time i took to go for vanny which was 21 days =/ ....and guess wut? i will definitely take a much longer time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i believe that the harder to attain what u desire, the more u will treasure it... since i was able to love vanny soo much, maybe if i ever get that princess, i might love her more? X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the biggest problem is am i able to take the death of a loved one that i love so dearly? but as i spend more time with the princess, the more sure i am that i would love her more than ever rather than forget her and let this love for her die off. =) and yea i cannot take any love-related hurt anymore, it is u or that is it for me =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes! lettme TPL u okies! (: u know what i mean! X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-114914241405682566?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/114914241405682566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=114914241405682566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/114914241405682566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/114914241405682566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/11/it-has-being-1-month31-days-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-7214041988887377133</id><published>2007-11-08T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T02:42:18.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>u know theres 1 thing better than knowing your loved one is happy and contented&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is both are contented and happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just feels so damn good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-7214041988887377133?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93965680875382434.post-5290859184995249893</id><published>2007-11-06T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T01:35:58.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i found a song that really fits my situation with vanny =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     Memories, memories, memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In this world you tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not leaving me alone behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no other way&lt;br /&gt;I'll pray to the gods let him stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The memories ease the pain inside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my memories keep you near.&lt;br /&gt;In silent moments,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Imagine you'd be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; All of my memories keep you near,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Your silent whispers, silent tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Made me promise I'd try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; To find my way back in this life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I hope there is a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; To give me a sign you're okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me again it's worth it all&lt;br /&gt;So I can go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my memories keep you near.&lt;br /&gt;In silent moments,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Imagine you'd be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; All of my memories keep you near,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Your silent whispers, silent tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together in all these memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I see your smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; All the memories I hold dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, you know I'll love you&lt;br /&gt;till the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my memories keep you near.&lt;br /&gt;In silent moments,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Imagine you'd be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; All of my memories keep you near,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Your silent whispers, silent tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Within Temptation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;bolded simply means those words hold alot of meaning to me T-T , i know u are reading this vanny, we take this as one of the songs to listen when we are together for the last few moments, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my princess, do not feel useless or bad or anything okay? i seriously am not able to love again, and u will be the last girl i will ever truly love, and i will willing to wait, willing to take all the cold feelings u give me back..... i really love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-5290859184995249893?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/5290859184995249893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=5290859184995249893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5290859184995249893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5290859184995249893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-found-song-that-really-fits-my.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-5650916391507572177</id><published>2007-11-05T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T23:34:33.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>serious a quote from ming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'no matter wat as long as anithing to do wif other tat happen to her is all our sad problem'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad but true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to say&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-5650916391507572177?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/5650916391507572177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=5650916391507572177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5650916391507572177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5650916391507572177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/11/serious-quote-from-ming-no-matter-wat.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-1943310077883092610</id><published>2007-11-05T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T01:20:31.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>they say transparency between a couple will bring about a lasting relationship.... we see how true they are lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ming said a girl who had a bad past will always remember the past no matter what.. quite true... thinking if i can take up with it, guess since i already planned this to be the last just take it! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, i cant imagine how can i cope with the death of a loved one, maybe with her by my side, she could lessen my pain? seriously i am quite confused O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is always my fault anyways&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-9066902372132010157</id><published>2007-11-02T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T01:02:56.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i didnt know i could love again......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well least it makes her passing less painful ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i got someone to love! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really seems that i MUST have dark emotions then i can kek a poem lmao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-9066902372132010157?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/9066902372132010157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=9066902372132010157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/9066902372132010157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/9066902372132010157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-didnt-know-i-could-love-again.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-5519813103696058118</id><published>2007-10-30T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T01:18:27.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it is a real pity those &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NICE&lt;/span&gt; girls i know always get cheated by their boyfriends or just get completely controlled by their boyfriends! pity sia and the best thing is they do not learn from the hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then more sad is those &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHIT &lt;/span&gt;girls get damn nice boyfriends -_- ..... at least that guy knows and learns from his mistake....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whole week keep telling those girls how sarky their boyfriends are and stuff, tell me they think what i say is right, end up next day say i think i wanna follow what he say! -_-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no poetry! feeling numb as hell emotionally&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-5519813103696058118?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/5519813103696058118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=5519813103696058118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5519813103696058118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/5519813103696058118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-is-real-pity-those-nice-girls-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-4824554126167745153</id><published>2007-10-24T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T23:31:36.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bloody Affection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood haze comes with&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol drenched blood&lt;br /&gt;Glaring bloodshot eyes&lt;br /&gt;Tears drip as blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slits of wounds...spilling&lt;br /&gt;pounding of beats in wrists&lt;br /&gt;bobbled, troubled, sinister&lt;br /&gt;Choked by thy blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain no more! Weep no more!&lt;br /&gt;Adore turned to friendship&lt;br /&gt;Gleefully accept for self-affliction&lt;br /&gt;Love..bleeding..bleeding and bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeee i am not her close friend.... not bad eh! all the best princess &gt;_&lt; and may u find his true self what u really want in a guy (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-4824554126167745153?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4824554126167745153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=4824554126167745153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/4824554126167745153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/4824554126167745153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/10/bloody-affection-and-may-u-find-his.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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-93965680875382434.post-4042358619843522592</id><published>2007-10-24T01:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T01:51:28.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>100% can promote...so? good education -&gt; good job/career -&gt; big bucks&lt;br /&gt;no girl to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; love or care for all those seem so meaningless, just take care of parents to their death then i can die also =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have seen death of someone hated, death of someone i do not know of.... but not death of a loved one, that day draws nearer, too much emotions inside, i also dunno how i feel... holidays already, make sure go back see her, most probably 1 last time... T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of rantings about death, next is about me trying to truly care again... diffcult! i guess she really needs more time to get herself up... i still care for u! princess :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death looms overhead&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelmed by darkness&lt;br /&gt;As i groped around blinded&lt;br /&gt;Only that other ray of light&lt;br /&gt;Can bring me out of this, to&lt;br /&gt;Love again, hate inclusive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93965680875382434-4042358619843522592?l=blood-red-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4042358619843522592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93965680875382434&amp;postID=4042358619843522592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/4042358619843522592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93965680875382434/posts/default/4042358619843522592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-red-death.blogspot.com/2007/10/100-can-promote.html' title=''/><author><name>cj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14743657773544729742</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>
