<?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-7124585713222574317</id><updated>2011-11-04T02:19:15.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>letters in lipstick</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KillxAna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740232863134982966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e72/xxPixie-Dustxx/Foto140-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124585713222574317.post-5657483393485438412</id><published>2007-01-23T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T08:56:58.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>D:</title><content type='html'>Es la segunda semana de las vacaciones... yyyy no son nada divertidas =_=!!! &lt;br /&gt;Tengo un to-do list! la cual todavia no empiezo :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;To-do list:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bajar millon música ya que el viaje a San Diego va a ser un poco largo!&lt;br /&gt;-Hacer el must list para SD&lt;br /&gt;-Llamar a &lt;s&gt; los ingratos&lt;/s&gt; mis amigos para ir al cine o algo!&lt;br /&gt;-Ver si pasé o no! =P jaja nada q  ver &lt;br /&gt;-Descubrir una mejor forma de vagar.&lt;br /&gt;-Escribir un fanfic&lt;br /&gt;-Ordenar mis fotos :O&lt;br /&gt;-New hairstyle!&lt;br /&gt;-bla..&lt;br /&gt;ahi murio.. pfft&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmkay...&lt;br /&gt;peace and out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124585713222574317-5657483393485438412?l=lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/feeds/5657483393485438412/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124585713222574317&amp;postID=5657483393485438412' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/5657483393485438412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/5657483393485438412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/2007/01/d.html' title='D:'/><author><name>KillxAna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740232863134982966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e72/xxPixie-Dustxx/Foto140-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124585713222574317.post-5023002250545679392</id><published>2007-01-21T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T20:18:55.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rant.</title><content type='html'>So yeah.. well first of all sorry for the lack of udpates.. I haven't been in a let's-post-an-entry mood. &lt;br /&gt;Vacations suck! for real! I mean its boring! I'm tired of not talking to my friends and not seeing them almost every day! I hate the fact that I don't go out that much and I stay sitting right here. Well I do have fun talking with Amy and reading stuff but still I feel like  a geek and a loser one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about msn. I hate the freaking messenger! Seriously! It's way too overrated and people don't get it that when im busy or away that they shouldn't write because im obviously not there.. or I don't want to talk with them.&lt;br /&gt;I got to the point that I'm always offline or something because i hate talking with my friends O_o&lt;br /&gt;weird i know.. but still its annoying! i really cant wait till I get out of the damn country! I wanna go out shopping  and just be in a different atmosphere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another subject: what's up with people staring at me? what the hell? i mean i know i dress a little weird but still it doesnt give you the right to stare or flirt.. wtf..  when i go out to san marino i get stalked D: well kinda gah its annoying! staring is rude! or making weird comments.. save them please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh! get this please: &lt;h1&gt;if i know you from school, i don't want to talk to you! unless you're in my vip list! mmmkay?&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to block more people! so please stop it :D (haha i sound like an a-hole)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so okay here ends the rant for today..&lt;br /&gt;eh thank you if you're reading this.. i doubt it but what the hell... i dont care..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124585713222574317-5023002250545679392?l=lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/feeds/5023002250545679392/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124585713222574317&amp;postID=5023002250545679392' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/5023002250545679392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/5023002250545679392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/2007/01/rant.html' title='rant.'/><author><name>KillxAna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740232863134982966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e72/xxPixie-Dustxx/Foto140-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124585713222574317.post-8081194884693624091</id><published>2007-01-16T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T09:06:17.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>XD</title><content type='html'>kay so i decided to write about something funny that happened not that long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning I woke up to the annoying sound of my alarm. I was so sleepy and clumsy but still I had to walk like 7 steps to my bathroom. Since I was still a little asleep I opened my bathroom door and instead of turning the lights on, I flushed down the toilet. Then I asked myself: "why aren't the lights working?!" and I realized that I flushed the toilet instead of turning the lights on -_-' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup laugh all you want.. thats what amy did haha bitch.. &lt;br /&gt;i started laughing afterwards haha it was really stupid.. but hey its mee so i can be a total dork v_v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124585713222574317-8081194884693624091?l=lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/feeds/8081194884693624091/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124585713222574317&amp;postID=8081194884693624091' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/8081194884693624091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/8081194884693624091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/2007/01/xd.html' title='XD'/><author><name>KillxAna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740232863134982966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e72/xxPixie-Dustxx/Foto140-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124585713222574317.post-3222370214982373428</id><published>2007-01-15T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T14:19:27.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cadena que me "obligaron" a hacer =_=</title><content type='html'>6 cosas que me gustaría hacer antes de morir:&lt;br /&gt;*Ir a un concierto de MCR&lt;br /&gt;*Ir a un concierto de KA&lt;br /&gt;*Ir a un concierto de 30stm /y las otras bandas que me gustan jaja&lt;br /&gt;*Conocer a Amy Turner en persona :]&lt;br /&gt;*Tener mi propia empresa de publicidad &lt;br /&gt;*Tener una tienda de musica buena jaja ya que hacen falta en Ecuador!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 cosas que hago mejor:&lt;br /&gt;*Domir jajajaj &lt;br /&gt;*hacer café de maquina :D&lt;br /&gt;*Los case studies de BOF&lt;br /&gt;*Dar ideas malvadas para que la gente se meta en problemas también-&gt; ditto jajaja&lt;br /&gt;*Ayudar a mis amigos :]&lt;br /&gt;*Jugar Pac man world 3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 cosas que no sé hacer (aún):&lt;br /&gt;*Cómo publicar en LJ&lt;br /&gt;*Cómo conquistar al mundo :D&lt;br /&gt;*Cómo sacar buena nota en mate jajajaja &lt;br /&gt;*Saltar mas de 30 vcs seguidas sin parar en la cuerda. tngo tendinitis &gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;*Hackear a mi hermana jajajaj&lt;br /&gt;*Dibujar :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 cosas que me encantan:&lt;br /&gt;*Amy jaajja =P&lt;br /&gt;*Mi iMac&lt;br /&gt;*El &lt;i&gt;interneck&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Las vacaciones&lt;br /&gt;*la música&lt;br /&gt;*ir al cine con mis amigos&lt;br /&gt;*el iphone jaja lo quieroooo :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 cosas que detesto:&lt;br /&gt;*Los mentiroso&lt;br /&gt;*La mala música (el reggaetón va por ahí muy a menudo)-&gt; ditto&lt;br /&gt;*Que la gente viva en una burbuja-&gt; hey! yo vivo en una burbuja! se llama ciencias empresariales =/ ajajaja.. pero si detesto a los que viven demasiado en una burbuja&lt;br /&gt;*Que se manche mi laptop! odioo que se manche =/&lt;br /&gt;*las personas ineficientes&lt;br /&gt;*La gente vaga y aburrida :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 cosas que no saben de mí (uuuy aquí se pone peligroso):&lt;br /&gt;*Me estoy enseñando a tocar el bajo&lt;br /&gt;*Nunca abro mis cortinas, amo la oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;*Le tengo fobia a los perros porque uno me trato de atacarme cuando tenia 2 años&lt;br /&gt;*Me encanta "cruel intentions"&lt;br /&gt;*Amo business :O si es verdad.. v_v (y no soy una chica superpoderosa D:)&lt;br /&gt;*Soy mala y a veces trato mal a las personas :) ah y a veces me suben mucho el ego lo cual me hace más evil XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siguientes víctimas: nadieee porque soy asi de lame :D&lt;br /&gt;ps: gracias kenneth por entretenerme un rato! jaja&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124585713222574317-3222370214982373428?l=lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/feeds/3222370214982373428/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124585713222574317&amp;postID=3222370214982373428' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/3222370214982373428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/3222370214982373428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/2007/01/cadena-que-me-obligaron-hacer.html' title='Cadena que me &quot;obligaron&quot; a hacer =_='/><author><name>KillxAna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740232863134982966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e72/xxPixie-Dustxx/Foto140-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124585713222574317.post-5532526708638059503</id><published>2007-01-14T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T16:03:23.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gah</title><content type='html'>Apparently Blogger hates me with a passion! gah its a drag! i have to create new blogs to enter to my account O_o and of course i delete them after.. but still im getting pissed off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124585713222574317-5532526708638059503?l=lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/feeds/5532526708638059503/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124585713222574317&amp;postID=5532526708638059503' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/5532526708638059503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/5532526708638059503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/2007/01/gah.html' title='gah'/><author><name>KillxAna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740232863134982966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e72/xxPixie-Dustxx/Foto140-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124585713222574317.post-1611883014822400882</id><published>2007-01-13T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T08:13:21.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every me, every you- Placebo</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt; This song means way too much for me and i don't even know why!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sucker love is heaven sent.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You pucker up, our passions spent.&lt;br /&gt;My hearts a tart, your bodys rent.&lt;br /&gt;My bodys broken, yours is spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carve your name into my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz theres nothing else to do,&lt;br /&gt;Every me and every you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucker love, a box I choose.&lt;br /&gt;No other box I choose to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Another love I would abuse,&lt;br /&gt;No circumstances could excuse.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the shape of things to come.&lt;br /&gt;Too much poison come undone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cuz theres nothing else to do,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every me and every you.&lt;br /&gt;Every me and every you,&lt;br /&gt;Every me...he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sucker love is known to swing.&lt;br /&gt;Prone to cling and waste these things.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pucker up for heavens sake.&lt;br /&gt;Theres never been so much at stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I serve my head up on a plate.&lt;br /&gt;Its only comfort, calling late.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz theres nothing else to do,&lt;br /&gt;Every me and every you.&lt;br /&gt;Every me and every you,&lt;br /&gt;Every me...he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every me and every you,&lt;br /&gt;Every me...he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the naked leads the blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know Im &lt;u&gt;selfish&lt;/u&gt;, Im &lt;u&gt;unkind&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sucker love I always find,&lt;br /&gt;Someone to bruise and leave behind.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All alone in space and time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Theres nothing here but what heres heres mine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something borrowed, something blue.&lt;br /&gt;Every me and every you.&lt;br /&gt;Every me and every you,&lt;br /&gt;Every me...he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt; and every &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Every me...he &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124585713222574317-1611883014822400882?l=lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/feeds/1611883014822400882/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124585713222574317&amp;postID=1611883014822400882' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/1611883014822400882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/1611883014822400882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/2007/01/every-me-every-you-placebo.html' title='Every me, every you- Placebo'/><author><name>KillxAna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740232863134982966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e72/xxPixie-Dustxx/Foto140-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124585713222574317.post-31006876980813188</id><published>2007-01-12T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T17:02:12.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fin de año electivo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;4 Utah Empresariales. Demasiados recuerdos, demasiados momentos que espero nunca olvidar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo empezó el año pasado cuando llegue una semana después que empezaron las clases. Llegue tarde porque estaba faranduliando en NYC (para variar jjaja =P). Mi primera reacción de mi curso de 35 (contandome) fue de impresión ya que en mi curso solo estaban 5 amigos mios. Fue dificil adaptarme con un grupo de compañeros a los cuales no conocia o simplemente no me caían bien. Todavía me acuerdo cuando Mkyo queria que me vaya a Tennessee (ciencias) para estar con ella y con Johnny, pero no lo hice. Me quede en empresariales y creo que fue la mejor elección. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los profesores, las materias, todo era nuevo para mi. Bueno no tanto ya habia visto la experiencia desde el punto de vista de mi hermana y de sus amigas. Los primeros meses fueron feos, aunque divertidos. Claro extrañaba a mis otros amigos quienes estaban en la mayoria en Ciencias y una en Sociales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empresariales no es fácil, es demasiado cansado y te stresa mucho. Pero... &lt;b&gt; SOBREVIVÍ!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh ya me aburri de escribir jaja&lt;br /&gt;en conclusión cuarto curso fue muy divertido (excepto la parte de la contabilidad es pulcra! *stabz*) y me alegro estar feliz con mi 'profesión'&lt;br /&gt;bla bla.. bueno  eso fue todo.. si hay typos disculpen! jaja tengo sueño y tengo que alistarme para ir a la fiesta de Guilianna!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124585713222574317-31006876980813188?l=lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/feeds/31006876980813188/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124585713222574317&amp;postID=31006876980813188' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/31006876980813188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/31006876980813188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/2007/01/fin-de-ao-electivo.html' title='Fin de año electivo?'/><author><name>KillxAna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740232863134982966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e72/xxPixie-Dustxx/Foto140-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124585713222574317.post-3377257449289926803</id><published>2007-01-12T16:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T16:16:29.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Daddy, stop screaming!&lt;br /&gt;I can't be the girl you want me to be.&lt;br /&gt;I can't be the perfect kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;but I have my own personality.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be like them.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, daddy, please listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to hate me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to break me.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, let me be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be an artist.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a musician.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to let me be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, I can't be myself.&lt;br /&gt;Why are you doing this to me?&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, let me breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please stop judging me.&lt;br /&gt;Please let me be.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124585713222574317-3377257449289926803?l=lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/feeds/3377257449289926803/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124585713222574317&amp;postID=3377257449289926803' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/3377257449289926803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/3377257449289926803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/2007/01/untitled-2.html' title='Untitled #2'/><author><name>KillxAna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740232863134982966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e72/xxPixie-Dustxx/Foto140-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124585713222574317.post-430893563607987215</id><published>2007-01-12T16:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T16:15:51.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Karma structed hard this time.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was going to be happy again,&lt;br /&gt;instead everything got darker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew you could ache this much.&lt;br /&gt;I never knew that by not telling &lt;br /&gt;I was going to loss so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took chances&lt;br /&gt;I just chose wrong.&lt;br /&gt;You made mistakes&lt;br /&gt;but I made them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew you could ache this much.&lt;br /&gt;I never knew that by not telling &lt;br /&gt;I was going to loss so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid of speaking,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to fall.&lt;br /&gt;Now I lost you,&lt;br /&gt;I've lost it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did we really had a chance?&lt;br /&gt;Was I only day-dreaming?&lt;br /&gt;How come you're not awake?&lt;br /&gt;How come my tears keep flowing away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew... never... knew&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124585713222574317-430893563607987215?l=lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/feeds/430893563607987215/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124585713222574317&amp;postID=430893563607987215' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/430893563607987215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/430893563607987215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/2007/01/untitled.html' title='Untitled.'/><author><name>KillxAna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740232863134982966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e72/xxPixie-Dustxx/Foto140-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124585713222574317.post-2958530760650768067</id><published>2007-01-12T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T16:14:51.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem for my literature class.</title><content type='html'>It was based on a MCR picture :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Like stones they stand but they breathe.&lt;br /&gt;They are wearing death to cover their skins.&lt;br /&gt;He is so pale, so pale to me.&lt;br /&gt;He is murder in person.&lt;br /&gt;They are angels of sin.&lt;br /&gt;His touch is cold as ice,&lt;br /&gt;it burns, it burns like fire.&lt;br /&gt;He is the leader,&lt;br /&gt;The boy who's meant to sing.&lt;br /&gt;The boy with scars on his soul.&lt;br /&gt;The boy who saved us all.&lt;br /&gt;He's a god, a god to me.&lt;br /&gt;He's the angel of death.&lt;br /&gt;The angel of sin.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124585713222574317-2958530760650768067?l=lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/feeds/2958530760650768067/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124585713222574317&amp;postID=2958530760650768067' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/2958530760650768067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/2958530760650768067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/2007/01/poem-for-my-literature-class.html' title='Poem for my literature class.'/><author><name>KillxAna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740232863134982966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e72/xxPixie-Dustxx/Foto140-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7124585713222574317.post-7903238584407697541</id><published>2007-01-12T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T16:10:33.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wohoo nuevo blog.</title><content type='html'>He llegado a la conclusión de que las cosas me odian. Primero AIM se me vive cerrando a cada rato! Después el MSN y mi antiguo blog no reconoce mi nombre de usuario O_o&lt;br /&gt;bueno aqui vamos otra vez con un nuevo blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okis entonces espero que les guste :D voy a estar publicando poemas, rants y cosas interesantes que me pasen :D&lt;br /&gt;bueno bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7124585713222574317-7903238584407697541?l=lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/feeds/7903238584407697541/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7124585713222574317&amp;postID=7903238584407697541' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/7903238584407697541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7124585713222574317/posts/default/7903238584407697541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lettersinlipstick.blogspot.com/2007/01/wohoo-nuevo-blog.html' title='Wohoo nuevo blog.'/><author><name>KillxAna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740232863134982966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e72/xxPixie-Dustxx/Foto140-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
