<?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-7943607078254458005</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:40:48.870-02:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday teen star</title><subtitle type='html'>true love is breaking my heart</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-4326307823060043492</id><published>2010-04-24T15:57:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T16:03:02.346-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.&lt;br /&gt;—&lt;br /&gt;Bob Marley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-4326307823060043492?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4326307823060043492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=4326307823060043492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/4326307823060043492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/4326307823060043492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2010/04/only-once-in-your-life-i-truly-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-654123854719046954</id><published>2010-03-19T17:17:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T17:20:36.342-02:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>wish i could score endorsements and sponsorships as easily as those girls who blog too publicly. ironically i really do not wish to be one of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-9124395930123152062</id><published>2010-03-19T15:59:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T17:14:48.907-02:00</updated><title type='text'>11 people i love and adore, in random order</title><content type='html'>1. that really old seamstress from my neighbourhood. cos she does such an amazing job altering my clothes for me everytime, and shes so nice and sweet and charges me so little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. my hair stylist peter. for knowing my hair better than i do and always making me look like sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. my ex-manicurist jenny. wish i knew where she is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. both my grandmothers but the maternal one more. mahahaha. cos she's the sweetest person in the world who cares for so many people and wouldn't speak the ills of any, but would also scream at me if i ever decide to buy her bottled, processed birds' nest instead of raw expensive ones. aahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. my mummy. whos also my best support, my sister, my confidante and my best friend. for takin' 21 years of my rubbish and who would never stop reminding me that i am, in her eyes the most beautiful girl in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. my brother. who brings out the jolly child from my facade of a maiden and who influences me with little boy things like captain bluebear novels and lovin' wimpykid.. etc. all of which whilst banishing my overt girlyness in tiny portions over our years of growing up together. and who also is the only person in the world who would laugh with me at many things people wouldn't even cough a chuckle for. doesn't matter if it's because we both share a very meaningless sense of humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. zee. whom really i think is the only person in my life who understands and who knows me better than anyone else in the world does. so magic and strange but truly tis' be the man who is my soul-friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. my other half juannie. who thinks he all that smartness and fabulosity but really i am the smarter one. whahahaha. also and most simply for loving me with so much tenderness and honesty. telling me he thinks im fat but buying me ice-cream or allowing me cookies whenever i crave for one. bringing out the best in me with his love and returning to me my lost confidence, helping me see myself in another light with my hair undone and my nails unpainted; that even when bare-faced, unstyled and fresh out of the shower am i still deserving of such a love from this amazing, wonderful man. did i also forget to mention that he is incredibly sexy. kkekekekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. kyer. whos cynism bound,completely pessimistic and downright full of rubbish but also is one of my best life partners stayin' with me thru our times, lol. i love her forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. the best friend alex ong feifei. whom i hope would shed his pounds and get skinny soon&lt;br /&gt;so tht he cld return to his hottie days. and cos hes the most modest, earnest, hardworking i know. who likes to correct me on unnecessary, unimportant things that don't require correction.&lt;br /&gt;oh and also just made me laugh for the 287829472984729047902782th time. nuff'said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. alika jiejie. or her cosmetical prowess and for transforming the faces of so many girls and helping them feel good about themselves, including mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-9124395930123152062?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-4612438988711858619</id><published>2009-10-21T08:22:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T08:23:54.202-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>singapore:&lt;br /&gt;where the sun shines and where nobody really smiles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-4612438988711858619?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4612438988711858619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=4612438988711858619' title='0 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type='text'>plea</title><content type='html'>sweet heavens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so tired of studying for my degree and working too hard for my money.&lt;br /&gt;so please, won't you grant me my good fortune so that i could live the life i love and never have to work again. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-7781934220055910882?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7781934220055910882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=7781934220055910882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/7781934220055910882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/7781934220055910882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2009/10/plea.html' title='plea'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-2516967065601621260</id><published>2009-10-14T12:48:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T12:48:53.740-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wished i wasn't hating on the world tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-2516967065601621260?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-2471766865553758977</id><published>2009-10-14T12:18:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T12:46:15.265-02:00</updated><title type='text'>stationary dimensions</title><content type='html'>i'm going to bangkok for a 5 day holiday with wj tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i hope when i come back that i don't ever have to see my dad again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i cannot help but find the endless fued between blackberry and iphone users immensely annoying. being completely incapable of expressing any feelings of benevolence at this moment, i can only wish the next person who publicly declares the majesty of her mobile to mine dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing against your blackberry, fuckhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_l_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-2471766865553758977?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2471766865553758977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=2471766865553758977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/2471766865553758977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/2471766865553758977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-going-to-bangkok-for-5-day-holiday.html' title='stationary dimensions'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-3269198035527563627</id><published>2009-09-26T15:30:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T12:38:15.854-02:00</updated><title type='text'>subway lullaby</title><content type='html'>one evening from about three weeks ago,&lt;br /&gt;i was tired, lonely, decked in grey and on a train. gloomed by daylight and paled by overwhelming vexation from thoughts of "if i'd make it in time for work today."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting beside me was a newspaper reading old man who dressed like urban broadway and whom existence i wouldn't think i'd ever care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was getting up to leave and still on my music player, he turned to me and said "I hope you have a good day". the tone of his voice so full of heart they clapped like happy cannons through my earphones which before so, were playing in my ears music that was so deafeningly sad they could raise a dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i smiled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-3269198035527563627?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3269198035527563627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=3269198035527563627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/3269198035527563627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/3269198035527563627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2009/09/subway-lullaby.html' title='subway lullaby'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-6517486276003244642</id><published>2009-09-26T13:00:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T17:26:14.394-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ian:&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;How are you?&lt;br /&gt;It's been too long!&lt;br /&gt;Hows it goin?&lt;br /&gt;What have you been up to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-6517486276003244642?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6517486276003244642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=6517486276003244642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/6517486276003244642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/6517486276003244642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2009/09/ian-hey-how-are-you-its-been-too-long.html' title=''/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-7230832488725216895</id><published>2009-08-23T12:13:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:43:11.641-02:00</updated><title type='text'>something</title><content type='html'>i have had absolutely zero incitements to work my blog on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;terrible&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am believing that causes includes my current being in an unlawfully blissful marriage or rather remaining constantly shocked at how much of myself it takes to being a half-heartedly employed workhorse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been feeling so occupied yet deranged that in the past months besides combating acne and thinking of the world as a bitch there have been almost positively nothing i found worth writing about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right this moment i have a thought and it is so mentally consuming i declare myself paralysed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clearly if i were to start getting any less boring than this the universe is going to start hating me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-7230832488725216895?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7230832488725216895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=7230832488725216895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/7230832488725216895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/7230832488725216895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2009/08/something.html' title='something'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-5795538028675944388</id><published>2009-03-07T17:16:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T17:10:08.019-02:00</updated><title type='text'>for so i blame myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SbLIxGut_YI/AAAAAAAAAYM/62xMiXkue4c/s1600-h/Picture_3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310527656568946050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SbLIxGut_YI/AAAAAAAAAYM/62xMiXkue4c/s320/Picture_3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lying to yourself doesn't make it any easier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i suppose my heart's already been taken away but that isn't going to stop me from getting a heart attack before the end of the weekend. I'm no longer even close to being remotely aspirational to whatever remaining consistency there is between my words and what i do. i could be underestimating my head here. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and if you have a mind and it's thinking about watching Watchmen, don't do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-5795538028675944388?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5795538028675944388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=5795538028675944388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/5795538028675944388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/5795538028675944388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-so-i-blame-myself.html' title='for so i blame myself'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SbLIxGut_YI/AAAAAAAAAYM/62xMiXkue4c/s72-c/Picture_3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-4746341265217746249</id><published>2009-03-03T16:50:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T16:50:39.723-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this silence is killing me too....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-4746341265217746249?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4746341265217746249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=4746341265217746249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/4746341265217746249'/><link 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/&gt;Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, little t &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-8380010654647759122?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8380010654647759122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=8380010654647759122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/8380010654647759122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/8380010654647759122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2009/03/dear-god-of-thousand-names.html' title=''/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-3729286402914725410</id><published>2009-03-01T07:58:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T08:00:40.333-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gotta get away from here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-3729286402914725410?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3729286402914725410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=3729286402914725410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/3729286402914725410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/3729286402914725410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2009/03/gotta-get-away-from-here.html' title=''/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-7191558388895812947</id><published>2009-03-01T06:17:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T06:32:58.651-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i find i can no longer manage. being in company or without.  or even just being.&lt;br /&gt;it is as if the only existing trace of my living importance is in this lonesome virtualism.&lt;br /&gt;look, but i'm not even here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a terrible condition with only enough room for one.&lt;br /&gt;no place for co-existence. for faith for liking or even love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes my misery now feel like something out of an alaskan love song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hope for a thoughtful person who would come along to enable your delusions so that your pain could be briefly forgotten. but what would it make you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my back hurts and i just want to cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-7191558388895812947?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7191558388895812947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=7191558388895812947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/7191558388895812947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/7191558388895812947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-find-i-can-no-longer-manage.html' title=''/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-8452384498661832196</id><published>2009-02-17T14:43:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T14:46:49.461-02:00</updated><title type='text'>somewhere, there are partying pantsies floating..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZrpzwQq9lI/AAAAAAAAAX0/y2dravSEMD8/s1600-h/n5736628_42308302_9448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303808586519606866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZrpzwQq9lI/AAAAAAAAAX0/y2dravSEMD8/s400/n5736628_42308302_9448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/7943607078254458005-8452384498661832196?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8452384498661832196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=8452384498661832196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/8452384498661832196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-646728858509874734</id><published>2009-02-16T14:40:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T15:06:11.293-02:00</updated><title type='text'>too prideful. too clever. neither. either.</title><content type='html'>we touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, he touched me on the bared side of my shoulders. on valentine's day. i know. but i could've fainted then and there. and i would if we touched again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be going out with the cute (and unfortunately available) wnjz this sunday, but only because i really do not know what else i could do to put myself out of this misery wanting EC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EC's become my daily ritual suicide. i could throw myself out my window now, but because i'm living on the first storey i'd probably just bruise my bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your hair's looking nice, your skin's looking radiant, you've started looking better in pictures than you usually do. you're no longer fat and OH BOY WHAT MUSCLES YOU HAVE NOW.&lt;br /&gt;you're looking so fine now i just want to bite myself and bleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not good, t.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-646728858509874734?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/646728858509874734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=646728858509874734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/646728858509874734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/646728858509874734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-like-his-baggy-jeans-but-imma-like_16.html' title='too prideful. too clever. neither. either.'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-3695199414966440964</id><published>2009-02-13T14:45:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T14:50:09.978-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's valentine's day today.&lt;br /&gt;i want to stay home and drink a gallon of milk and not laugh for a day and cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-3695199414966440964?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3695199414966440964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=3695199414966440964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/3695199414966440964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/3695199414966440964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-valentines-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-5133287446891032576</id><published>2009-02-08T17:16:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T17:26:27.002-02:00</updated><title type='text'>we carry on, naturally.</title><content type='html'>but what else would i do except that?&lt;br /&gt;who's listening to me? my walls, my curtains, or the air.&lt;br /&gt;places i once were i am no more.&lt;br /&gt;this growing space, the ailing connection, so faintly forlorn, so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello?&lt;br /&gt;hello?&lt;br /&gt;can you hear me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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naturally.'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-8557651108475588906</id><published>2009-01-16T15:40:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T15:41:42.008-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i met the man i am going to marry on my last train home today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-8557651108475588906?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SW9qXYd43mI/AAAAAAAAAVI/VaQbu-LJPBI/s1600-h/n520357341_1143667_2660.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SW9qXLV0aNI/AAAAAAAAAVA/jDiHiuU7W_g/s1600-h/n783415443_2488065_5126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291565033597462738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SW9qXLV0aNI/AAAAAAAAAVA/jDiHiuU7W_g/s400/n783415443_2488065_5126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7943607078254458005-3574690728926286881?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SWDY5fObr8I/AAAAAAAAAUo/-1G2KMlPq9s/s400/n607402413_1701298_2454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SWDY5WnSnyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JB7IB8zGQg0/s1600-h/n607402413_1701515_7138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287464442367483682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SWDY5WnSnyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JB7IB8zGQg0/s400/n607402413_1701515_7138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy first post of 2009. i'm feeling extremely pretty today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x, T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7943607078254458005-4467737058391292704?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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Say the following questions aloud, and press play. Use the song title as the answer to the question. NO CHEATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does the world see you?&lt;br /&gt;Coffee &amp;amp; T.V (Blur)&lt;br /&gt;*take me away from this big bad world an feel free to marry me..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;Carry You Home (James Blunt)&lt;br /&gt;*strong as you were, tender you go*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do my friends really think of me?&lt;br /&gt;The Day We Find Love (911)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do people secretly think of me?&lt;br /&gt;Rose (The Feeling)&lt;br /&gt;*you and your delicate ways.. hmmhmm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I be happy?&lt;br /&gt;What You Got (Colby O'Donis)&lt;br /&gt;*everything that you want you got, girl you know that you need to stop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do with my life?&lt;br /&gt;I Kissed a Girl (Katy Perry)&lt;br /&gt;*hope my boyfriend don't mind it* ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;Madi Don't Leave (PlayRadioPlay!)&lt;br /&gt;*madi dear can't we just disappear and take our chances..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is some good advice for me?&lt;br /&gt;Decipher Reflections from Reality (PlayRadioPlay!)&lt;br /&gt;*what do you do, when your life's a disaster, and you're moving faster, and it's getting harder to breathe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will I be remembered?&lt;br /&gt;Gloves 2 Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my signature dancing song?&lt;br /&gt;Wouldnt it Be Nice (The Beach Boys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I think my current theme song is?&lt;br /&gt;Across The Universe (Rufus Wainwright)&lt;br /&gt;*nothing's gonna change my world..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does everyone else think my current theme song is?&lt;br /&gt;When Will i See Your Face Again (Jamie Scott And The Town)&lt;br /&gt;*all my life i've been waiting, waiting for some, someone like you to love me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song will play at my funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Your Body is A Wonderland (John Mayer)&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What type of men/women do you like?&lt;br /&gt;Lucky (Jason Mraz/Colbie Caillat)&lt;br /&gt;*lucky i'm in love with my best friend..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my day going to be like?&lt;br /&gt;Famous Last Words (My Chemical Romance)&lt;br /&gt;*i am not afraid to walk this world alone*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-4067393272328447381?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4067393272328447381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=4067393272328447381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/4067393272328447381'/><link rel='self' 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really like some people.&lt;br /&gt;today happens to be one of those happy days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-1002835642122676651?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1002835642122676651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=1002835642122676651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/1002835642122676651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/1002835642122676651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/on-mildly-wonderful-day-it-is-easy-for.html' title=''/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-3843834384317222171</id><published>2008-12-09T12:12:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:14:41.000-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Il pleure dans mon cœur</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Il pleure dans mon cœur&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comme il pleut sur la ville.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quelle est cette langueur&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Qui pénètre mon Cœur? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;C'est bien la pire peine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;De ne savoir pourquoi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sans amour et sans haine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mon cœur a tant de peine! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Paul Verlaine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling tears in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Falling rain on the town.&lt;br /&gt;Why this long ache,&lt;br /&gt;A knife in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By far the worst pain&lt;br /&gt;Is to not understand&lt;br /&gt;Why without love or hate&lt;br /&gt;My heart's full of pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-3843834384317222171?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3843834384317222171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-3164312665196516329</id><published>2008-12-05T06:34:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T12:30:51.943-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i grew up with a man who doesnt clear up after food and who just dumped my dose of evidently fresh and bottled barley brew into the clearing sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276239834056669906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/STj4LKK2utI/AAAAAAAAASE/9MAwNj0phwg/s320/jl_0_0_0x0_200x300.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides the handsome shaven Smith Jerrod-ish types on tv now, im just a faithless girl who really hates men. 3 months ago a Sex and The City quiz i took told me i was Carrie Bradshaw, just today they decided i should be Miranda Hobbes instead.&lt;br /&gt;is there any wonder why im &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; fucked up yet?&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/7943607078254458005-3164312665196516329?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3164312665196516329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=3164312665196516329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/3164312665196516329'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-7272950394958553930</id><published>2008-12-04T16:16:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T16:21:26.756-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've spent the past 23 hours smiling my day away and the remaining 24th feeling like it didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;what is a girl to do on her own.&lt;br /&gt;and who am i alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-7272950394958553930?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7272950394958553930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=7272950394958553930' title='0 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type='text'>you have done well, gentleman</title><content type='html'>1. If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away.&lt;br /&gt;2. If he doesn’t want you, nothing can make him stay.&lt;br /&gt;3. Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior.&lt;br /&gt;4. Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.&lt;br /&gt;5. Stop trying to change yourself for a relationship that’s not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;6. Slower is better. Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy.&lt;br /&gt;7. If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve then heck no, you can’t “be friends”.&lt;br /&gt;8. A friend wouldn’t mistreat a friend. Don’t settle.&lt;br /&gt;9. If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is.&lt;br /&gt;10. Don’t stay because you think “it will get better”.&lt;br /&gt;11. You’ll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better.&lt;br /&gt;12. The only person you can control in a relationship is you.&lt;br /&gt;13. Avoid men who’ve got a bunch of children by a bunch of different women.&lt;br /&gt;14. He didn’t marry them when he got them pregnant, why would he treat you any different&lt;br /&gt;15. Always have your own set of friends separate from his.&lt;br /&gt;16. Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you.&lt;br /&gt;17. If something bothers you, speak up.&lt;br /&gt;18. Never let a man know everything. He will use it against you later.&lt;br /&gt;19. You cannot change a man’s behavior. Change comes from within.&lt;br /&gt;20. Don’t EVER make him feel he is more important than you are…even if he has more education or in a better job.&lt;br /&gt;21. Do not make him into a quasi-god. He is a man, nothing more nothing less.&lt;br /&gt;22. Never let a man define who you are.&lt;br /&gt;23. Never borrow someone else’s man.&lt;br /&gt;24. If he cheated with you, he’ll cheat on you.&lt;br /&gt;25. A man will only treat you the way you ALLOW him to treat you.&lt;br /&gt;26. All men are NOT dogs.&lt;br /&gt;27. You should not be the one doing all the bending…compromise is a two way street.&lt;br /&gt;28. You need time to heal between relationships. There is nothing cute about baggage… Deal with your issues before pursuing a new relationship.&lt;br /&gt;29. You should never look for someone to COMPLETE you… a relationship consists of two WHOLE individuals… look for someone complimentary. ..not supplementary.&lt;br /&gt;30. Dating is fun…even if he doesn’t turn out to be Mr. Right.&lt;br /&gt;31. Make him miss you sometimes… when a man always know where you are, and you’re always readily available to him - he takes it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;32. Never move into his mother’s house.&lt;br /&gt;33. Never co-sign for a man.&lt;br /&gt;34. Don’t fully commit to a man who doesn’t give you everything that you need.&lt;br /&gt;35. Keep him in your radar but get to know others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-8281496152692292990?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8281496152692292990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=8281496152692292990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/8281496152692292990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/8281496152692292990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-have-done-well-gentleman.html' title='you have 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nose&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i see a wedding. i see some rings. i saw monsters. i saw brides. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my unofficial sick-leave-post-work-and-sans-medical-certification shopping trip helped me pick up a married-to-myself ring. it twas' a fruitful. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm missin' little pepsi. i'm missin' P's little pepsi. actually, im thinkin' about P and i miss little pepsi. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i've become so bad at writing a story i've started summarising everything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dear lord of the good heavens i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my new eyes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;last morning at work, i had 2 women tell me they love my hair. when i got to my third it sparked a fervently loveless need, so i embraced someone. love much?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"you're always the sweeeeetest girl. i need to see you next week. and that is a promise" go sell your shite somewhere else&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SRviB_T7nWI/AAAAAAAAARM/Ay1On-Zdbwo/s400/86740024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"you need a coupon to park your chair here. i am going to fine you 10 cents"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-the brother&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-4859036810131719721?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4859036810131719721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=4859036810131719721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-6531357055922505294</id><published>2008-11-11T04:19:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T07:48:23.204-02:00</updated><title type='text'>they say that you're in love, when reality finally feels better than your dreams</title><content type='html'>last night i dreamt, that while over at my ex-lover ryry's i discovered he was secretly 30 years old, reared venomous phytons and had an adoptive malay for a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;multiple events later when i was home and asleep i woke up, still in my dream, to a text from chernie which stated that he really loved me before i spotted a burglar in the dark and outside my windows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-6531357055922505294?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-5693948200739249445</id><published>2008-11-07T14:12:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T14:13:24.061-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SRRpF5HLiqI/AAAAAAAAARE/JPv0L02cmK0/s1600-h/lucas+gabreel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265949414254152354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SRRpF5HLiqI/AAAAAAAAARE/JPv0L02cmK0/s400/lucas+gabreel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SRRpF5HLiqI/AAAAAAAAARE/JPv0L02cmK0/s72-c/lucas+gabreel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-2303021996356542194</id><published>2008-11-06T06:04:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T06:05:04.669-02:00</updated><title type='text'>a very short song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once, when I was young and true,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone left me sad—&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Broke my brittle heart in two;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that is very bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is for unlucky folk,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is but a curse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once there was a heart I broke;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that, I think, is worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-2303021996356542194?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2303021996356542194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=2303021996356542194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SREMf9_YhwI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/r68XjbIKjTI/s1600-h/lg-kf300.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SREMff9sQPI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/84GmS4E3c5A/s1600-h/canon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265003174668550386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SREMff9sQPI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/84GmS4E3c5A/s320/canon2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7943607078254458005-5914986036206204096?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5914986036206204096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;tasteful, sweet like chardonnay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intentful as he was attentive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;fixed a broken laughter as he would a lamp&lt;br /&gt;what makes him a dream, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;in fact; &lt;strong&gt;perfects a tangible sham&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;what an unmannered gem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wonderful man adored me&lt;br /&gt;doted on me like a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;cuddled me as one would a child&lt;br /&gt;would run for me, if happiness was 22 miles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;beam for me, my grace is costly&lt;br /&gt;fly with me, my heart's for free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;as cake is to its cream, as salt is to its sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;your puckered kisses, your wishful missus&lt;br /&gt;pickled and prim, eleven years green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a wonderful man, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're not this wonderful man&lt;/strong&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/7943607078254458005-3081565043527290714?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-712014936995984657</id><published>2008-11-01T13:48:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T13:48:58.776-02:00</updated><title type='text'>but that's okay</title><content type='html'>i'll have my own drums to play with someday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-712014936995984657?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/712014936995984657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=712014936995984657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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me</title><content type='html'>ive submitted about a thousand entries to season espanol's grand draw to winning a trip for two to Barcelona. nevermind if i don't win but i suppose a guardian angel is out there and watchin' so bitch knows i better get something bigger and better in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, Friends on dvd seasons 1-10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-8680991954348339641?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8680991954348339641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=8680991954348339641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we were like my dream came true, only for me to learn while preceded by a harbinger that this love could be nothing more than but an overdued nightmare. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then again, nightmares are dreams, too.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-7375207126119188173?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7375207126119188173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=7375207126119188173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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howl</title><content type='html'>THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:&lt;br /&gt;1. ('.')&lt;br /&gt;2. t-t-t-tia!&lt;br /&gt;3. butter_cup211&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. lips&lt;br /&gt;2. brows&lt;br /&gt;3. hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON’T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. wonky right eye&lt;br /&gt;2. fat flabby arms&lt;br /&gt;3. teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:&lt;br /&gt;1. hongkong chinese&lt;br /&gt;2. taiwanese chinese&lt;br /&gt;3. peranakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. dirt&lt;br /&gt;2. overtly humane emotions&lt;br /&gt;3. losing a loved one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;br /&gt;1. lip balm&lt;br /&gt;2. phone&lt;br /&gt;3. tissue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. white tank&lt;br /&gt;2. cherry hearted girl boxers&lt;br /&gt;3. YSL nail varnish in shade 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS:&lt;br /&gt;1. 311&lt;br /&gt;2. five for fighting&lt;br /&gt;3. lauryn hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS (RIGHT NOW):&lt;br /&gt;1. i'm yours - jason mraz&lt;br /&gt;2. pork and beans - weezer&lt;br /&gt;3. it ain't over till its over - lenny kravitz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:&lt;br /&gt;1. stability&lt;br /&gt;2. happiness&lt;br /&gt;3. honesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. nice, clean hands (and nails)&lt;br /&gt;2. strong, hairless chest&lt;br /&gt;3. good teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;1. reading&lt;br /&gt;2. music&lt;br /&gt;3. cycling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. a starbucks' chai cream blend&lt;br /&gt;2. eyelid surgery&lt;br /&gt;3. hug somebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU’RE CONSIDERING/YOU’VE CONSIDERED:&lt;br /&gt;1. news presenter&lt;br /&gt;2. fashion merchandiser&lt;br /&gt;3. YSL brand manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:&lt;br /&gt;1. barcelona&lt;br /&gt;2. italy&lt;br /&gt;3. bali (again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:&lt;br /&gt;1. get married&lt;br /&gt;2. tell people i love that i really love them&lt;br /&gt;3. have some ice-cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL:&lt;br /&gt;1. love heels&lt;br /&gt;2. love colours and pink&lt;br /&gt;3. love my boobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE NOT STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL:&lt;br /&gt;1. short hair&lt;br /&gt;2. left brainer&lt;br /&gt;3. love drums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PEOPLE THAT YOU WOULD LIKE TO SEE TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW:&lt;br /&gt;kyer&lt;br /&gt;lish&lt;br /&gt;chernie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-7533379476051482219?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7533379476051482219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=7533379476051482219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/7533379476051482219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/7533379476051482219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-howl-how.html' title='halloween howl'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-8153725799356420317</id><published>2008-10-25T12:29:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T12:29:45.179-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a low-spirited lioness is a depressing sight to behold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-8153725799356420317?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8153725799356420317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=8153725799356420317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/8153725799356420317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/8153725799356420317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/low-spirited-lioness-is-depressing.html' title=''/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-2365497342175257444</id><published>2008-10-23T14:11:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:32:57.056-02:00</updated><title type='text'>just had to</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SQCmqxoWs9I/AAAAAAAAAQk/I8xuJ9TEoUU/s1600-h/waterpolo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260387618576053202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SQCmqxoWs9I/AAAAAAAAAQk/I8xuJ9TEoUU/s320/waterpolo3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SQCjtUJzKII/AAAAAAAAAQM/YjsfytBMPOY/s1600-h/DSCN1025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260384363667990658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SQCjtUJzKII/AAAAAAAAAQM/YjsfytBMPOY/s320/DSCN1025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SQCjsyWvZ7I/AAAAAAAAAQE/udhY6MSnnME/s1600-h/n1009017439_30166751_1569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260384354595465138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SQCjsyWvZ7I/AAAAAAAAAQE/udhY6MSnnME/s320/n1009017439_30166751_1569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SQCjsnZLy9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/jEz7SxzimFQ/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260384351652924370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SQCjsnZLy9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/jEz7SxzimFQ/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7943607078254458005-2365497342175257444?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2365497342175257444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=2365497342175257444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/2365497342175257444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/2365497342175257444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='just had to'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SQCmqxoWs9I/AAAAAAAAAQk/I8xuJ9TEoUU/s72-c/waterpolo3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-2842830694975320614</id><published>2008-10-22T14:06:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T14:12:13.978-02:00</updated><title type='text'>10 movies i hate the most</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Notebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-2842830694975320614?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2842830694975320614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=2842830694975320614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/2842830694975320614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/2842830694975320614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/10-movies-i-hate-most.html' title='10 movies i hate the most'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-5209957712095546974</id><published>2008-10-22T07:13:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:35:32.583-02:00</updated><title type='text'>my mane is a shiny hat, my hair is glossy magix</title><content type='html'>i want a dinner, and then a movie, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna fall into bed with chernie now even if it means watching another bad movie that stinks so long as one doesn't have to be without the other; and then fall asleep in his arms again before its all over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-5209957712095546974?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5209957712095546974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=5209957712095546974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/5209957712095546974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/5209957712095546974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-have-nothing-to-say.html' title='my mane is a shiny hat, my hair is glossy magix'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-58936240231334461</id><published>2008-10-15T12:40:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T12:46:20.259-02:00</updated><title type='text'>god put a smile on my little face (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SPYBh9W0tnI/AAAAAAAAAOk/1okeKiLulUQ/s1600-h/IMG_0820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257391297919235698" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SPYPjOt48AI/AAAAAAAAAOs/jpOrsOzK8H8/s320/S6302948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;All My Life i've Been Waiting&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waiting For Some, Someone Like You To Love Me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You Can't Come By Like An Angel, Into My Life,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And then Fly Away, Fly Away....&lt;/em&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/7943607078254458005-2811871097314462298?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2811871097314462298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=2811871097314462298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/2811871097314462298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/2811871097314462298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-my-life-ive-been-waiting-waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SPYPjOt48AI/AAAAAAAAAOs/jpOrsOzK8H8/s72-c/S6302948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-590537517131296247</id><published>2008-10-13T12:35:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T13:37:26.493-02:00</updated><title type='text'>and then i thought, no</title><content type='html'>this is dreadful.&lt;br /&gt;by the end of this entry my decision to break up with chernie would have become officiated, and i would be back on this unforgiving market of frenzied dating and uncontained sexuality. (read: lover who is potent and not insensibly insane)&lt;br /&gt;that man i saw on the tv and in the magazines. who once left me in buttered chuckles just passin' me on the streets.. and that man in the poster whom i once pointed out to and said to myself "i want". he was mine.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it might be time to let you go, just so that i could see if you would come back. whatever this sick sad reality would bring me i'm not ready to know. not for now at the very least.&lt;br /&gt;only thing im wishing now is that i could get our picture back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SPNqrUSy3DI/AAAAAAAAAOc/-zHW-7wElPk/s1600-h/reflect2.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256662482485959730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SPNqrUSy3DI/AAAAAAAAAOc/-zHW-7wElPk/s400/reflect2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; remember 080808?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hugsandwishes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-590537517131296247?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/590537517131296247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=590537517131296247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/590537517131296247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/590537517131296247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-then-i-thought-no.html' title='and then i thought, no'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SPNqrUSy3DI/AAAAAAAAAOc/-zHW-7wElPk/s72-c/reflect2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-1834433978214848881</id><published>2008-10-02T07:33:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T07:48:21.838-02:00</updated><title type='text'>we act as though they don't exist</title><content type='html'>i swear i could almost hear my mind say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;listen to your heart on this. don't trust me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's like my head and my heart could finally communicate in peace. it feels as though i am finally at ease with myself cos' my brain just spoke to me in foreign tongue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-1834433978214848881?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1834433978214848881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=1834433978214848881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/1834433978214848881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/1834433978214848881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-act-as-though-they-dont-exist.html' title='we act as though they don&apos;t exist'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-1962973221194219839</id><published>2008-09-30T00:13:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T01:08:26.863-02:00</updated><title type='text'>leave me don't go</title><content type='html'>for the first time in a long time i am starting to feel again the long-lost undated thrill of a monthly haircut. this is going to be The Haircut of my life. colossal transformation expected. yes its haircut day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head's jello, epidermal surges like them bumpy flutters, hands so cold with my stomach twistin' like bugs in a churn. psyched enough for a day? someone say amen. Nothing very much to do with my neurotic mane-crazed compulsions. i am just in need of a change. Purely, now, for psychological reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust my shrinking butt, don't trust my smile.&lt;br /&gt;well not for today, but maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-1962973221194219839?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1962973221194219839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=1962973221194219839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/1962973221194219839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/1962973221194219839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/leave-me-dont-go.html' title='leave me don&apos;t go'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-5135243401006126055</id><published>2008-09-29T23:06:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T00:10:01.426-02:00</updated><title type='text'>i kissed a girl and i liked it too</title><content type='html'>heaven forbid me but i woke up from my inadvertently insufficient 3-hour slumber this morning to thoughts of Katy Perry and "i kissed a girl" playing in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SOGGjrTx-SI/AAAAAAAAAMs/QIEnlbL5g14/s1600-h/katyperry2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251626587969943842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SOGGjrTx-SI/AAAAAAAAAMs/QIEnlbL5g14/s400/katyperry2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;specifically, lollipop lesbians only. i'm wholesomely un-gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SOGGkMH_jvI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oXomHhNeMdQ/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-5135243401006126055?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5135243401006126055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=5135243401006126055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/5135243401006126055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/5135243401006126055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-kissed-girl-and-i-liked-it-too.html' title='i kissed a girl and i liked it too'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SOGGjrTx-SI/AAAAAAAAAMs/QIEnlbL5g14/s72-c/katyperry2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-5961374197579277945</id><published>2008-09-25T10:53:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T00:04:05.500-02:00</updated><title type='text'>ive got a plan about having my next post concern a europe holiday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SNxCsHa0uUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/IFb1IbYWeos/s1600-h/getMediumSizePhotoCA73UR3S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250144591280388418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SNxCsHa0uUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/IFb1IbYWeos/s320/getMediumSizePhotoCA73UR3S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ry: so how's the bf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tia: the truth is, we're &lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the lie is.. we're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;perfect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/7943607078254458005-5961374197579277945?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5961374197579277945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=5961374197579277945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/5961374197579277945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/5961374197579277945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-got-plan-about-my-next-post.html' title='ive got a plan about having my next post concern a europe holiday.'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SNxCsHa0uUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/IFb1IbYWeos/s72-c/getMediumSizePhotoCA73UR3S.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-3577482749236743189</id><published>2008-09-22T17:01:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T17:10:24.409-02:00</updated><title type='text'>i remember wanting to talk about this before.</title><content type='html'>i want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a pink YoguBliss with berry toppings, Medium&lt;br /&gt;2. a can of Jumpies, Chicken Flavoured.&lt;br /&gt;3. my temporarily incarcerated sexy new mobile. (ANDRE. HELLO)&lt;br /&gt;4. my fucking job (that i so badly miss) back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-3577482749236743189?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3577482749236743189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=3577482749236743189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/3577482749236743189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/3577482749236743189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-remember-wanting-to-talk-about-this.html' title='i remember wanting to talk about this before.'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-9041653258095596806</id><published>2008-09-22T16:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:38:38.080-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>earlier today, bebechern hadta listen to me rant about my strange, strange sunday for almost an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't the back massage.&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't his kissing me.&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't his trying to please me with ice-cream;&lt;br /&gt;and it def wasn' his adulatory idolization of Jessica Alba and her mythical boobs and publicly holding a magazine up to his face just so that he could kiss her on the cover that makes me think he's so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was discovering his telephonic willingness with listening to my appropriately unromantic ranting of what has been happening to me this whole weekend he's been away. this made my heart smile the rest of its day away. i was suddenly feeling again like the luckiest girl in the whole wide world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-9041653258095596806?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/9041653258095596806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=9041653258095596806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/9041653258095596806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/9041653258095596806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/earlier-today-bebechern-hadta-listen-to.html' title=''/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-5314822717106321546</id><published>2008-09-21T17:16:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:39:09.614-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SNadxpX_6jI/AAAAAAAAAME/syf1RuQWbms/s1600-h/Mila_Kunis_GQ_Photoshoot2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248555891992554034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SNadxpX_6jI/AAAAAAAAAME/syf1RuQWbms/s400/Mila_Kunis_GQ_Photoshoot2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;random. but i'd give my bebechern's left nut to do Mila Kunis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You heard me. i likez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-5314822717106321546?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5314822717106321546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=5314822717106321546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/5314822717106321546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/5314822717106321546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SNadxpX_6jI/AAAAAAAAAME/syf1RuQWbms/s72-c/Mila_Kunis_GQ_Photoshoot2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-7153282542610425931</id><published>2008-09-21T16:43:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:43:09.782-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ian says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;already&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bottom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so fall on me, okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-7153282542610425931?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7153282542610425931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=7153282542610425931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/7153282542610425931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/7153282542610425931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/says-i-will-be-there-to-break-your-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-7291199338206076295</id><published>2008-09-18T04:58:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T05:38:39.363-02:00</updated><title type='text'>here's to a besottingly apparent realization</title><content type='html'>i must have the Dont-Hesitate-You-Inadequate-Fuck-Say-Something-Mean-About-Her face.&lt;br /&gt;why all that womanish, malicious bitching otherwise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so i've read that the #1 prayer that's never left unanswered is the anger management one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lord listens to the prayers of those&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who ask to be able to forget hatred.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Paulo Coehlo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just what i might need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With that aside, i want a lover whom i can tell 1001 mushy things to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;NOW where's my baby?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-7291199338206076295?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7291199338206076295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=7291199338206076295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/7291199338206076295'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SNCtNtZ-uCI/AAAAAAAAALk/nDrZ-wSGuk0/s1600-h/n805510028_4045323_1897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246884016925095970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SNCtNtZ-uCI/AAAAAAAAALk/nDrZ-wSGuk0/s320/n805510028_4045323_1897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/7943607078254458005-3972540664951468807?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3972540664951468807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=3972540664951468807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-7764418923009655236</id><published>2008-09-17T05:02:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T08:44:12.979-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;dear heavens, teach me how i can ever love my humongous, fugly trout of a nose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;please&lt;/em&gt;, teach me how.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-7764418923009655236?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7764418923009655236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=7764418923009655236' 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type='text'>fact is, i've already caught the movie thrice</title><content type='html'>sunday while in the car and on our way to sweet c's place....&lt;br /&gt;(i'm sorry but we really do call each other baby ALOT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tia: bebe, have u already caught wall-e?&lt;br /&gt;Chern: nope&lt;br /&gt;T: would you still want to catch it?&lt;br /&gt;C: of course! we made a promise we'd catch it together, right?&lt;br /&gt;T: haha yes baby.. but.. could they have already ended the run?&lt;br /&gt;T: it's been awhile&lt;br /&gt;C: nope they haven't, i've been checking&lt;br /&gt;T: wow, really?&lt;br /&gt;C: yes baby.&lt;br /&gt;T: wow but.. it's been so long i thought you wouldn't wanna catch it anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: what are you talking about baby? didn't i promise i'd catch it with you? my friends have been trying to have me watch the movie with them and everyone around me's caught it. but i told everybody that i've promised someone-else to watch with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T:  . . . . WOW baby you know, i was given tickets to the exclusive wall-e premier party BUT, i rejected my friend cos i never forgot about our promise to catch the film together.&lt;br /&gt;see... because of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both: AWWWWW *big hug*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-8600081549897315359?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8600081549897315359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=8600081549897315359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/8600081549897315359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/8600081549897315359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/fact-is-ive-already-caught-movie-thrice.html' title='fact is, i&apos;ve already caught the movie thrice'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-2661515478836393536</id><published>2008-09-08T05:25:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:40:04.551-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SMTWevVoIdI/AAAAAAAAALA/vii4FlcaKUw/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243551689757696466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SMTWevVoIdI/AAAAAAAAALA/vii4FlcaKUw/s320/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; ❤ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;happy first month bebe. you so handsome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-2661515478836393536?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2661515478836393536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=2661515478836393536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/2661515478836393536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/2661515478836393536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-first-month-bebe.html' title=''/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SMTWevVoIdI/AAAAAAAAALA/vii4FlcaKUw/s72-c/untitled2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-6255599503994727586</id><published>2008-09-08T05:17:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T05:19:30.143-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;you will be better tomorrow &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                                 -kyer say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-6255599503994727586?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6255599503994727586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=6255599503994727586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/6255599503994727586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/6255599503994727586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-will-be-better-tomorrow-kyer-say.html' title=''/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-4762205378499196112</id><published>2008-09-06T13:33:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T13:54:07.016-02:00</updated><title type='text'>so crush me, disappoint me. like i know you never will</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SMKnPYVHVmI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Aq3S9ZtmTpw/s1600-h/2750_WALL_E_Preview_Image_1186184869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242936798883567202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SMKnPYVHVmI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Aq3S9ZtmTpw/s400/2750_WALL_E_Preview_Image_1186184869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;random, BUT &lt;strong&gt;wall-e&lt;/strong&gt; is by far the most brilliant animated masterpiece i would ever be untimely touched by. having already caught the movie&lt;strong&gt; thrice&lt;/strong&gt; and then always feeling particularly moved by all these robotic displays of overtly humane emotions (namingly wall-e + eve). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can never recommend this movie enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if wall-e doesn't make you feel, then i'm sure you don't have a fucking soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps*i do figure that everytime i lean over and reach for&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; his&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cheeks, its just my ostensible display of a seemingly inappropriate level of public affection, but i just secretly really like reaching out to him that way. he's not complaining &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-4762205378499196112?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4762205378499196112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=4762205378499196112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/4762205378499196112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/4762205378499196112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-crush-me-disappoint-me-like-i-know.html' title='so crush me, disappoint me. like i know you never will'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SMKnPYVHVmI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Aq3S9ZtmTpw/s72-c/2750_WALL_E_Preview_Image_1186184869.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-1353708233005553318</id><published>2008-09-06T12:43:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T13:26:17.413-02:00</updated><title type='text'>"i swore to you i'd never fall apart"</title><content type='html'>i was almost heading out tonight before i incidentally chanced upon some shite my baby's friends were bitchin' about. they were about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they made me cry and they made me really sad. they made me check if my astrology reading for the day stated any misfortunes or foresights i could be warned about. they made me weep to my mates like a little child.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; they&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thought i was a dreamer, and that i was untimely vain. that my baby and i together make the most unlikely union, that i stuck to my baby like we were bonded at the hip, and that they'd be sitting back to laugh at what would become of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this lacking in rationality is making me want to decapitate myself. i'm trying to seek a healthier lesson in this and perhaps deal with it all more sensibly without messing our relationship up. times like these calls for a little less immaturity, i know. but should i really have known that this was all too good to really last?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-1353708233005553318?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1353708233005553318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=1353708233005553318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/1353708233005553318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/1353708233005553318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-swore-to-you-id-never-fall-apart.html' title='&quot;i swore to you i&apos;d never fall apart&quot;'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-2350878093670071662</id><published>2008-09-02T15:20:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T15:24:18.500-02:00</updated><title type='text'>to another grey skied morning</title><content type='html'>Every day, God gives us, as well as the sun,a moment when it is possible to change anything that is causing us unhappiness. The magic moment is the moment when a “yes” or a “no” can change our whole existence. Every day, we try to pretend that we do not see that moment, that it does not exist,that today is the same as yesterday and that tomorrow will be the same too. However, anyone who pays close attention to his day will discover the magic moment. It might be hidden in the instant that we put the key in the door in the morning, in the moment of silence after supper, in the thousand and one things that appear to us to be the same. This moment exists, a moment in which all the strength of the stars flows through us and allows us to perform miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Paulo Coehlo&lt;br /&gt;(By the river Piedra I sat Down and Wept)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-2350878093670071662?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2350878093670071662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=2350878093670071662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/2350878093670071662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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title=''/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SLbolk3ky8I/AAAAAAAAAKo/o7rHBKNt1NQ/s72-c/ScreenHunter_002_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-2895122309586828458</id><published>2008-08-24T03:53:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T02:27:48.773-02:00</updated><title type='text'>dont like what's done to fishes, still like eating them</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SLGfa2TcNQI/AAAAAAAAAKg/vkw34DBwS3I/s1600-h/2003_finding_nemo_wallpaper_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238143125211067650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SLGfa2TcNQI/AAAAAAAAAKg/vkw34DBwS3I/s400/2003_finding_nemo_wallpaper_004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;y'know that bit from Finding Nemo; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where dory and nemo gets stuck in a netted army of fishes in the australian waters after nemo escapes from the dentistry and where daddy marlin yells to the hysteric wildwater swarm for his son, before every other perplexed bait from the slump goes "keep swimmin', keep swimmin"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that very moment after when nemo seem like he'd never wake up again always makes me wanna cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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them'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SLGfa2TcNQI/AAAAAAAAAKg/vkw34DBwS3I/s72-c/2003_finding_nemo_wallpaper_004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-1107150383149889477</id><published>2008-08-24T03:28:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T15:28:55.094-02:00</updated><title type='text'>32 songs</title><content type='html'>1. blind - lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;2. fall for you - secondhand serenade&lt;br /&gt;3. you're a god - vertical horizon&lt;br /&gt;4. the ghost of you - my chemical romance&lt;br /&gt;5. stolen - dashboard confessional&lt;br /&gt;6. i'm yours - jason mraz&lt;br /&gt;7. madi don't leave - playradioplay!&lt;br /&gt;8. she's the one - robbie williams&lt;br /&gt;9. can't take my eyes off you - lauryn hill&lt;br /&gt;10. love song - 311&lt;br /&gt;11. don't take my sunshine away - sparklehorse&lt;br /&gt;12. photobooth - deathcab for cutie&lt;br /&gt;13. collide - howie day&lt;br /&gt;14. when will i see your face again - jamie scott &amp;amp; the town&lt;br /&gt;15. coffee &amp;amp; tv - blur&lt;br /&gt;16. song 2 - blur&lt;br /&gt;17. seven nation army - the white stripes&lt;br /&gt;18. love at the coffeeshop - landon pigg&lt;br /&gt;19. rose - the feeling&lt;br /&gt;20. it ain't over till' its over - lenny kravitz&lt;br /&gt;21. leavin' - jesse mcartney&lt;br /&gt;22. drive my soul - lights&lt;br /&gt;23. come undone - duran duran&lt;br /&gt;24. i eat dinner - rufus wainwright&lt;br /&gt;25. strange &amp;amp; beautiful - aqualung&lt;br /&gt;26. a beautiful lie - 30 seconds to mars&lt;br /&gt;27. ames room - silje nes&lt;br /&gt;28. good morning, hypocrite - electric president&lt;br /&gt;29. stay - the do&lt;br /&gt;30. mouth full of bones - natalie portman's shaved head&lt;br /&gt;31. maybe i - five for fighting&lt;br /&gt;32. wrapped in piano strings - radical face&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-1107150383149889477?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1107150383149889477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=1107150383149889477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/1107150383149889477'/><link 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beat'em drums, jam'em music and listen to you sing aloud in your horrendous voice again. i've been waking up to smiles from thoughts of our lovers' violence in excess, to your bed being our newfound wrestling ring and to my constant reminders of your cuddling too tight till i can't breath. babybaby, kuai dian, come home to me.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; ❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....these days i get so full of love i make myself sick. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;❤&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-2180992892714627530?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2180992892714627530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;: omg dood haha! wow ive always thought u were taller than 181&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sam: how tall have you always thought of me to be, really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;: like, 182&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sam: *glares*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-6522082866141499170?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6522082866141499170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=6522082866141499170' title='0 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first love letter of your life in 19 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in love and i love you.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-1017940825626796200?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1017940825626796200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=1017940825626796200' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/1017940825626796200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;٩(๏̯͡๏)۶ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/7943607078254458005-8915701132250943273?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-4356197836388292711</id><published>2008-07-28T15:38:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T00:01:30.304-02:00</updated><title type='text'>my bears got honey they gave me some money</title><content type='html'>59 things i want to tell somebody but i cant but would someday have him know anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SNxCN3OMPkI/AAAAAAAAAMU/DUfZniysHOk/s1600-h/n728675482_3059112_3225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250144071536361026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SNxCN3OMPkI/AAAAAAAAAMU/DUfZniysHOk/s320/n728675482_3059112_3225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i was attempting to write you a love letter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i tried following an author's template&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i failed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i want you to trust me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;yes, we've been talkin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;but hey, its just talkin'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;the only occupant of my heart, is still you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i can't help it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i can't imagine ever having u outta my life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;in fact, i think about moving along all the time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;but i can't imagine ever leaving you behind&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;truth is, i don't wish to&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;love sucks, true love swallows&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;in our case, this is true&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;one tree hill blows&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;chad michael murray's character in the show's a douche&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;you should be ashamed how much you find yourself to be like him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;he is definitely not a model example of a man for you to follow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i think you're really dumb&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;but i think about you all.the.fuckin'time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i like it when im starin' into space and lying right by you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;actually, all those times ive had you wonderin', i was thinkin' bout you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;your kissing skills have greatly improved&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i enjoy your kisses alot more now than i do before&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;you secretly, stereotypically fancy females of my type, i know&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;with my type, i meant quirky&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;you should like me alot more cos im half insane&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;im quite awesome&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm not demanding, i don't have a temper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;your nose is full of blackheads&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;it makes you quite disgusting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;you've got a vanishing jawline&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i would suggest for you to start watching what you eat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i think your immature pecs are the cutest&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;but i'd still like for you to really workout more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;is frustrates me when i feel like you dont care&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;frustrates me even more when carrie&amp;amp;big reminds me of you&amp;amp;me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;sometimes when i think about us, i beam like a fool&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i've been beaming like a fool for about a year now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;how's driving?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i hope army in september wouldn't take too much of you away from me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i hate how im not getting to spend enough time with you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;you're my porker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;so even if zhijian is gay like you you're still better off being with me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;im curious about how you feel. but it makes me afraid&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;honestly, that other night you were in your beanie, you looked so cute you blew me away&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;your hair sucks btw&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i think you're weird and i don't know how we'd ever fit together&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;remember valentine's? (hehe)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;you hair feels soft like my make-up brush&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;now i feel like touchin' it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;actually, i just want to touch you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;no, seriously. touch me?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;do you ever realise how you'd miss me and like me alot better when i'm not with you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i get so hungry at work sometimes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'd really love for you to visit me at work someday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i can't wait to show you off to the world, like a proud, special friend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;please move to katong. or never have your parents leave you and leon to share a room.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;okay. got food?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-4356197836388292711?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4356197836388292711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=4356197836388292711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/4356197836388292711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/4356197836388292711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-bears-got-honey-they-gave-me-some.html' title='my bears got honey they gave me some money'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SNxCN3OMPkI/AAAAAAAAAMU/DUfZniysHOk/s72-c/n728675482_3059112_3225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-6237848783302311176</id><published>2008-07-28T15:28:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T18:31:54.254-02:00</updated><title type='text'>"the redhead's just too much of a manly woman, samantha's just insane, carrie's just stupid cos mr big's an idiot, the other brunette's just moronic"</title><content type='html'>dear princess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there was a wish in this world which could make me stop worrying about you, i'd wish you could have a video call with me now so that i could know if you're not having sex with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-6237848783302311176?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6237848783302311176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=6237848783302311176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/6237848783302311176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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go..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V5BxymuiAxQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V5BxymuiAxQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-4681696328160370839?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4681696328160370839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=4681696328160370839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/4681696328160370839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/4681696328160370839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/07/made-me-boom-dee-yadah.html' title='so we go..'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-723122692616972866</id><published>2008-07-23T15:29:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T13:24:20.574-02:00</updated><title type='text'>their voices sound like telephones</title><content type='html'>i am approximately 7 days and 22hours behind finally entering the 19th year of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more i grow, the less i feel i want to understand anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if there's one thing I know, it's that I never really know enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seems like the roads stretch out like veins, but there's no heart. Nature's haircut is concrete now, and we played our part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've lost my taste for modern things. They're not for me. I want mundane: a quiet place, where time is free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Electric President - Good Morning, Hypocrite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-723122692616972866?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/723122692616972866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=723122692616972866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/723122692616972866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/723122692616972866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/07/their-voices-sound-like-telephones.html' title='their voices sound like telephones'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-1296164175086709111</id><published>2008-07-20T14:09:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T15:06:20.341-02:00</updated><title type='text'>this exCitement is mAking me misspelL eVerythINg</title><content type='html'>here comes from my usual outbreaks of severe randomnity a virgin fisheye shot that i am almost too sure now is easily securing itself a position with my FPOM(s)* for the next 100 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's your birthday&lt;br /&gt;it's your birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SINl7aiX91I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/rRkiUDfab8c/s1600-h/n577096715_1062625_4028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225132064090093394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SINl7aiX91I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/rRkiUDfab8c/s400/n577096715_1062625_4028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;no, no, NO.... the trick was to rip her still-beating heart out of her chest and SHOW IT TO HER before she died, but she hadn't so much as glanced at it. Sometimes Butch felt like he was the only one even remotely trying.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blooms and Felicity fill the air&lt;br /&gt;You've seeded your bloodline a Brand New Heir&lt;br /&gt;It's your birthday&lt;br /&gt;It's your birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(Favourite Photographs Of Myself)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-1296164175086709111?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1296164175086709111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=1296164175086709111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/1296164175086709111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/1296164175086709111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-excitement-is-making-me-misspell.html' title='this exCitement is mAking me misspelL eVerythINg'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SINl7aiX91I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/rRkiUDfab8c/s72-c/n577096715_1062625_4028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-8686625969277623175</id><published>2008-07-19T16:56:00.011-02:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T17:36:06.912-02:00</updated><title type='text'>w-what?</title><content type='html'>wall-e.&lt;br /&gt;yes. i want to catch wall-e.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-8686625969277623175?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8686625969277623175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=8686625969277623175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/8686625969277623175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/8686625969277623175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/07/wol-what.html' title='w-what?'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-1558361234075674845</id><published>2008-07-17T16:26:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T16:33:37.302-02:00</updated><title type='text'>i like quirky, but c'mon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://bluepyramid.org/ia/btkjdb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Georgia Ref, Book Antiqua, Garamond" size="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're &lt;i&gt;Babar the King&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;by Jean de Brunhoff&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Though your life has been filled with struggle and sadness of late,&lt;br /&gt;you're personally doing quite well for yourself. All this success brings responsibility,&lt;br /&gt;though, and should not be taken lightly. Life has turned from war to peace, from damage&lt;br /&gt;to reconstruction, and this brings a bright new hope for everyone you know. These hopeful&lt;br /&gt;people look to you for guidance, and your best advice to them is to watch out for snakes.&lt;br /&gt;You're quite fond of the name &amp;quot;Celeste&amp;quot;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://bluepyramid.org/ia/bquiz.htm"&gt;Book Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the &lt;a href="http://bluepyramid.org"&gt;Blue Pyramid&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-1558361234075674845?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1558361234075674845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=1558361234075674845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/1558361234075674845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/1558361234075674845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/07/luck-favors-bold.html' title='i like quirky, but c&apos;mon'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-3610285764718534491</id><published>2008-07-16T05:58:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T05:59:01.827-02:00</updated><title type='text'>my last move my last fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;where is my head?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;where is my heart?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-3610285764718534491?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3610285764718534491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=3610285764718534491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/3610285764718534491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/3610285764718534491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-last-move-my-last-fall.html' title='my last move my last fall'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-8937568160032302162</id><published>2008-07-15T18:24:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T06:22:17.692-02:00</updated><title type='text'>this isn't enough about....</title><content type='html'>i've had about 29483756 best minutes of the year this year. but sometimes i dont like talking about good things too much, cos it makes me feel afraid should they ever start to slowly go away from me. So here i welcome again, at the most ungodly hour of 5.22am; this beautifully weathered wednesday morning, as well as the unsparing exterminator of my most cherished brain cells that is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;INSOMNIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i do like how i'm actually "writing" again, despite the erratical excess or even having nothing to write about at all. it makes me happy sometimes reading myself the way i've had my thoughts autobiographical-ly recorded on this little personal public space in the world that i have, than the idea of sharing what brand is my boob cream and why X's legs are hairier than Y's. uh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-8937568160032302162?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-1608819008684594640</id><published>2008-07-15T17:14:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:54:03.199-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SGTDRztaCCw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SGTDRztaCCw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-1608819008684594640?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1608819008684594640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=1608819008684594640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/1608819008684594640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/1608819008684594640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-it-breaks-my-hea-a-art.html' title=''/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-56772084429591768</id><published>2008-07-13T16:52:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T16:59:31.545-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&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="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;婆婆, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;你too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:)_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-56772084429591768?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/56772084429591768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=56772084429591768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/56772084429591768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/56772084429591768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-4278789551408037939</id><published>2008-07-10T16:04:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T16:11:51.595-02:00</updated><title type='text'>theres nothing else more that i'd want now....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SHZPYZrcqNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/haOqEqpcX2w/s1600-h/dscn5120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221448098611243218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SHZPYZrcqNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/haOqEqpcX2w/s400/dscn5120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....than another half a dozen of SLII Muffins and a sweetie's hugs.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-4278789551408037939?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4278789551408037939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=4278789551408037939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/4278789551408037939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/4278789551408037939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/07/theres-nothing-else-that-i-want-now.html' title='theres nothing else more that i&apos;d want now....'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SHZPYZrcqNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/haOqEqpcX2w/s72-c/dscn5120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-8453063881183711953</id><published>2008-07-10T15:20:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T16:03:59.164-02:00</updated><title type='text'>analog heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SHZNCFcErdI/AAAAAAAAAI4/_OFfrAWTWVU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221445516197670354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SHZNCFcErdI/AAAAAAAAAI4/_OFfrAWTWVU/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-8453063881183711953?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8453063881183711953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=8453063881183711953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/8453063881183711953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/8453063881183711953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/07/analog-heart.html' title='analog heart'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SHZNCFcErdI/AAAAAAAAAI4/_OFfrAWTWVU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-1873488677949638123</id><published>2008-06-29T15:16:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T15:21:55.989-02:00</updated><title type='text'>dearest patrick,</title><content type='html'>you have been amazing, and i am going to miss you.&lt;br /&gt;and if it wasn't because of me being this bad with pictures as i am, i would have loved a photograph with you&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until September,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-1873488677949638123?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1873488677949638123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=1873488677949638123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/1873488677949638123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/1873488677949638123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/06/dearest-patrick.html' title='dearest patrick,'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-796828907880191550</id><published>2008-06-28T12:35:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T13:32:27.937-02:00</updated><title type='text'>moronosphere</title><content type='html'>it is now 10.37pm on a saturday night and there have been nothing from my usually cerebratory-induced brain thats got me a thing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i had to go to work, and then i saw a good looking dog lying weak outside the mall's glass doors. Straggling, lost from it's owner, disoriented and probably very thirsty.  Patrick was rationally suggestive regarding the remedial options of stray relief. But tis to be Singapoop, where SPCA is stray warrant and where straying mammality is submitted to eternal slumber. The dog's got nothing but animalistic optimism left now that all sources of hopeful reliance is gone. But for luck's sake and should the heavens permit that helpfuls or the owner of said stray "chance upon" thy blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your handsome black dog is at Orchard Road.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-796828907880191550?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/796828907880191550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=796828907880191550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/796828907880191550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/796828907880191550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/06/moronosphere.html' title='moronosphere'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-5212311039705897967</id><published>2008-06-28T12:29:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T12:33:18.578-02:00</updated><title type='text'>so, ruby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SGZLaOpn8wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mex_zM-7VsQ/s1600-h/n581390444_3336091_7529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216940132336661250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SGZLaOpn8wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mex_zM-7VsQ/s320/n581390444_3336091_7529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SGZLGJBchGI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jZ4terurJR0/s1600-h/n581390444_3336076_2962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216939787228578914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SGZLGJBchGI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jZ4terurJR0/s320/n581390444_3336076_2962.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am a woman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am an island&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i am not alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-5212311039705897967?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5212311039705897967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=5212311039705897967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/5212311039705897967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/5212311039705897967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-ruby.html' title='so, ruby'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SGZLaOpn8wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mex_zM-7VsQ/s72-c/n581390444_3336091_7529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-3468480576303716977</id><published>2008-06-28T11:46:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T16:18:36.991-02:00</updated><title type='text'>templar afterthoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SGZJQfgsNBI/AAAAAAAAAII/WLOrmkTbuLg/s1600-h/hgyapkKn1otAS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216937766040646674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 422px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="400" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SGZJQfgsNBI/AAAAAAAAAII/WLOrmkTbuLg/s400/hgyapkKn1otAS.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;....and have i already mentioned that the perfect man shouldn't have man-boobs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-3468480576303716977?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3468480576303716977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=3468480576303716977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/3468480576303716977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/3468480576303716977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/06/templar-afterthoughts.html' title='templar afterthoughts'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SGZJQfgsNBI/AAAAAAAAAII/WLOrmkTbuLg/s72-c/hgyapkKn1otAS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-2031087913043951970</id><published>2008-06-22T16:54:00.009-02:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T17:34:39.946-02:00</updated><title type='text'>a peculiar young teen wrote this</title><content type='html'>What do you see, chum? What do you see?&lt;br /&gt;What are you thinking when you’re looking at me?&lt;br /&gt;-a peculiar young teen, not very wise&lt;br /&gt;uncertain, conceited, with far-away eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who ignores when you call, and makes no reply&lt;br /&gt;When you say in a loud-voice “young highness, benign”&lt;br /&gt;Who seems not to bother the things that you do&lt;br /&gt;And forever is tactless, cold-blooded and cruel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who reluctant or not, goes against your will&lt;br /&gt;Is that what you’re thinking? Is that what you see?&lt;br /&gt;She’s broken, anon, she’s torn, she’s unreal.&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes now, you’re not looking at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll tell you who I am as I sit here so still&lt;br /&gt;Exasperation within me, the hunger to kill&lt;br /&gt;a small child at five, so loved and revised&lt;br /&gt;sweet as a candy, innocence entice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A growing soul at eight, no reasons to cry&lt;br /&gt;Some reasons to fight, some tears; I hide&lt;br /&gt;A rebel for a cause, I’m bad, I’m eleven&lt;br /&gt;Like serpents in hiding, so latent, so driven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young girl at fifteen, with wings on her feet&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming soon now, a lover she’ll meet&lt;br /&gt;Alluring, so young. She shines like a star&lt;br /&gt;One ticker away, from the getaway car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside she crumbles, innocence departs&lt;br /&gt;There is now a stone, where she once had a heart.&lt;br /&gt;The swain in you, like a fool in the swine&lt;br /&gt;Regret befalls me, emotions untwine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within this façade, the little girl dwells&lt;br /&gt;Now and again, my battered heart swells.&lt;br /&gt;Time’s too little, all’s gone too fast&lt;br /&gt;I’ll accept the stark fact that nothing will last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So open your eyes, fool, open and see.&lt;br /&gt;Not a peculiar young teen, look closer.. see &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-2031087913043951970?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2031087913043951970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=2031087913043951970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/2031087913043951970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/2031087913043951970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/06/never-let-it-fall-apart.html' title='a peculiar young teen wrote this'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-8695924867921828466</id><published>2008-06-21T04:14:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T04:15:57.617-02:00</updated><title type='text'>what makes a happy bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SFyckfk0pPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/rsZ4AeAW8o8/s1600-h/S6302174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214214619353359602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SFyckfk0pPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/rsZ4AeAW8o8/s320/S6302174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SFyckU8TXKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/g8xC7M15KqA/s1600-h/S6302158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214214616499051682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SFyckU8TXKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/g8xC7M15KqA/s320/S6302158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/7943607078254458005-8695924867921828466?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8695924867921828466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=8695924867921828466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/8695924867921828466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/8695924867921828466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-makes-happy-bunny.html' title='what makes a happy bunny'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SFyckfk0pPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/rsZ4AeAW8o8/s72-c/S6302174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-8083125224504475968</id><published>2008-06-18T17:16:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T17:19:35.825-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i served&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marie_Osmond"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Marie Osmond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at work today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-8083125224504475968?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8083125224504475968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=8083125224504475968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/8083125224504475968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/8083125224504475968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-served-marie-osmond-at-work-today.html' title=''/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-3590218915853067001</id><published>2008-06-18T16:56:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T13:11:07.750-02:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[Fwd: CLEO FRESHLOOK Special]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guys, please help vote for Tia. Please use below as a template,substiuting your own details for mine. Please feel free to ask your friends to vote as well.John/Delin, if you think anyone in your client organisation will vote, by all means.- jeff&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if winning meant this much of a friend. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have won just about enough.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943607078254458005-3590218915853067001?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3590218915853067001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=3590218915853067001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/3590218915853067001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/3590218915853067001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/06/thank-you.html' title='thank you..'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943607078254458005.post-9032998441680845420</id><published>2008-06-18T08:39:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T18:13:41.606-02:00</updated><title type='text'>souls sinkin' like stones (all before you)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it all begins with the letter E;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where T would last abide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your love is an ephemeral truth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are but a lie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(clue: e _ k _ _ a t)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/7943607078254458005-9032998441680845420?l=thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/feeds/9032998441680845420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943607078254458005&amp;postID=9032998441680845420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/9032998441680845420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943607078254458005/posts/default/9032998441680845420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thurteenstarlives.blogspot.com/2008/06/souls-sinkin-like-stones-all-before-you.html' title='souls sinkin&apos; like stones (all before you)'/><author><name>thurteenstars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313766778325730229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9A42cYGGKQ/SZmW3mcFF8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/SIs13XFaHUE/S220/n607402413_1205361_2562.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
