<?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-3426832629523845416</id><updated>2012-02-18T04:22:37.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BE WHO YOU ARE</title><subtitle type='html'>Don't try to be, just be...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>INHUMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03267858995364103869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/So5kMZO6bGI/AAAAAAAAABc/klbsQ8Xqku4/S220/wwww.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426832629523845416.post-4721553775130714743</id><published>2009-10-23T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T01:40:55.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WISH UPON A STAR</title><content type='html'>Invisible in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;Of the mysterious night&lt;br /&gt;I sit there&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the many stars&lt;br /&gt;Which are so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Compare&lt;br /&gt;To the tiny me&lt;br /&gt;I sit there wishing&lt;br /&gt;That one day I could&lt;br /&gt;Join them above&lt;br /&gt;Across the black sea&lt;br /&gt;I just need to see&lt;br /&gt;What is happening&lt;br /&gt;In others life&lt;br /&gt;And not going through it&lt;br /&gt;Myself&lt;br /&gt;My heart won’t be dark&lt;br /&gt;As it is now&lt;br /&gt;And it will shine&lt;br /&gt;As gorgeous as the&lt;br /&gt;Stars above&lt;br /&gt;And maybe with it&lt;br /&gt;I can help&lt;br /&gt;To shine&lt;br /&gt;The heart of the&lt;br /&gt;Dark souls                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;By Violet Jaggerjaques&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426832629523845416-4721553775130714743?l=diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/So5kMZO6bGI/AAAAAAAAABc/klbsQ8Xqku4/S220/wwww.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426832629523845416.post-2101190560337567059</id><published>2009-10-21T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T01:48:28.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE THINGS I’LL DO FOR YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I smile to you&lt;br /&gt;When you are crying&lt;br /&gt;Because I know&lt;br /&gt;You will be alright&lt;br /&gt;After you see my smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit beside you&lt;br /&gt;When you are alone&lt;br /&gt;Because I know&lt;br /&gt;How much you hate&lt;br /&gt;Being alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll put the light on for you&lt;br /&gt;When it is dark&lt;br /&gt;Because I know&lt;br /&gt;You hate the darkness&lt;br /&gt;Around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll say hi to you&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see you&lt;br /&gt;Because I know&lt;br /&gt;You never like&lt;br /&gt;Being invisible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not be strong&lt;br /&gt;But I’ll work hard&lt;br /&gt;Just to be strong&lt;br /&gt;So that I can protect you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will kill all the&lt;br /&gt;Enemies you’ve got&lt;br /&gt;If that is what&lt;br /&gt;It takes to save you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not worry&lt;br /&gt;And do not be sad&lt;br /&gt;Because it kills me&lt;br /&gt;To see you&lt;br /&gt;In such a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise that&lt;br /&gt;I’ll do anything I can&lt;br /&gt;To see a smile on your face&lt;br /&gt;To see you happy again&lt;br /&gt;And to make you feel wanted&lt;br /&gt;In this dark world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;                      by Rin Schiffer &amp;amp; Violet Jaggerjaques&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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YOU'/><author><name>INHUMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03267858995364103869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/So5kMZO6bGI/AAAAAAAAABc/klbsQ8Xqku4/S220/wwww.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426832629523845416.post-48297065661099224</id><published>2009-10-21T01:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T01:46:11.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS PERFECT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why are you so stupid? Why are you so ugly? Why are you so clumsy? Why, why, why...&lt;br /&gt;There’s so many ‘why’ in life but why can’t people understand that no one is PERFECT!!! If you find what others are doing is not good or not PERFECT, then why don’t you do it yourself??? Have you ever tried to be in the same position as the person and feel what the person feels when he’s doing something??? No one is PERFECT it’s a fact that everyone knows but they just can’t accept it because to those ‘PERFECTIONIST” there’s no flaw in anything but they are blind people cause there is flaw in everything and even blind people knows it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426832629523845416-48297065661099224?l=diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/48297065661099224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-is-no-such-thing-as-perfect_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/48297065661099224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/48297065661099224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-is-no-such-thing-as-perfect_21.html' title='THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS PERFECT!!!'/><author><name>INHUMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03267858995364103869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/So5kMZO6bGI/AAAAAAAAABc/klbsQ8Xqku4/S220/wwww.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426832629523845416.post-4055323560556740524</id><published>2009-10-21T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T01:46:08.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS PERFECT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why are you so stupid? Why are you so ugly? Why are you so clumsy? Why, why, why...&lt;br /&gt;There’s so many ‘why’ in life but why can’t people understand that no one is PERFECT!!! If you find what others are doing is not good or not PERFECT, then why don’t you do it yourself??? Have you ever tried to be in the same position as the person and feel what the person feels when he’s doing something??? No one is PERFECT it’s a fact that everyone knows but they just can’t accept it because to those ‘PERFECTIONIST” there’s no flaw in anything but they are blind people cause there is flaw in everything and even blind people knows it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426832629523845416-4055323560556740524?l=diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/4055323560556740524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-is-no-such-thing-as-perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/4055323560556740524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/4055323560556740524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-is-no-such-thing-as-perfect.html' title='THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS PERFECT!!!'/><author><name>INHUMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03267858995364103869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/So5kMZO6bGI/AAAAAAAAABc/klbsQ8Xqku4/S220/wwww.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426832629523845416.post-3274973250434132992</id><published>2009-10-11T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T03:13:26.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOKIO HOTEL is back!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/StGX9fVfScI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8E-c1-UeToM/s1600-h/tokio_hotel_automatic_artwork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391257311578638786" style="WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/StGX9fVfScI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8E-c1-UeToM/s320/tokio_hotel_automatic_artwork.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOKIO HOTEL IS BACK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WITH A NEW ALBUM N SONG!!!&lt;br /&gt;THE SONG AUTOMATIC IS REALLY NICE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/StGX0zZGw-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/GE6yRvTcLRA/s1600-h/3756612619_f79e8b7744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391257162343695330" style="WIDTH: 367px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/StGX0zZGw-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/GE6yRvTcLRA/s320/3756612619_f79e8b7744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/StGYkJYrPPI/AAAAAAAAADE/q4ONIZtbLGA/s1600-h/3760412048_21bc269fb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391257975701322994" style="WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/StGYkJYrPPI/AAAAAAAAADE/q4ONIZtbLGA/s320/3760412048_21bc269fb2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/StGYynJYgwI/AAAAAAAAADM/41SzV34I_-w/s1600-h/3791744696_f146f9865f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391258224208413442" style="WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/StGYynJYgwI/AAAAAAAAADM/41SzV34I_-w/s320/3791744696_f146f9865f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/StGZAdKDCcI/AAAAAAAAADU/osx1m5vq0UU/s1600-h/3809807212_82dc252d51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391258462045014466" style="WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 395px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/StGZAdKDCcI/AAAAAAAAADU/osx1m5vq0UU/s320/3809807212_82dc252d51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/StGZXXUHG5I/AAAAAAAAADc/1Ab3pUaGWQY/s1600-h/3824065413_e97090338c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391258855613602706" style="WIDTH: 383px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 358px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/StGZXXUHG5I/AAAAAAAAADc/1Ab3pUaGWQY/s320/3824065413_e97090338c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/StGattb8vCI/AAAAAAAAAD8/C8e1oAcjKdc/s1600-h/humanoideng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391260339020807202" style="WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 358px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/StGattb8vCI/AAAAAAAAAD8/C8e1oAcjKdc/s320/humanoideng.jpg" 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/3426832629523845416-3274973250434132992?l=diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/3274973250434132992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/10/tokio-hotel-latest-album-automatic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/3274973250434132992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/3274973250434132992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/10/tokio-hotel-latest-album-automatic.html' title='TOKIO HOTEL is back!!!'/><author><name>INHUMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03267858995364103869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/So5kMZO6bGI/AAAAAAAAABc/klbsQ8Xqku4/S220/wwww.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/StGX9fVfScI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8E-c1-UeToM/s72-c/tokio_hotel_automatic_artwork.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426832629523845416.post-3969675949018155274</id><published>2009-09-21T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T03:21:28.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY KUIH RAYA!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/SrdEy-cRUXI/AAAAAAAAACE/rRwcgnTIddk/s1600-h/IMG_1002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383847522090439026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/SrdEy-cRUXI/AAAAAAAAACE/rRwcgnTIddk/s320/IMG_1002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NESTUMNUT...i dun really like it cuz it's nut...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/SrdF40SqTHI/AAAAAAAAACM/FGcD9lDQnvQ/s1600-h/IMG_1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383848721956621426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/SrdF40SqTHI/AAAAAAAAACM/FGcD9lDQnvQ/s320/IMG_1003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JELLYTOI....like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/SrdG1m1VHTI/AAAAAAAAACU/yVF4mbzATPg/s1600-h/IMG_1005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383849766315957554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/SrdG1m1VHTI/AAAAAAAAACU/yVF4mbzATPg/s320/IMG_1005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLACK FOREST....like it...full of chocolate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/SrdIJon7BOI/AAAAAAAAACc/_ElWHp2gx_g/s1600-h/IMG_1006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383851209905603810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/SrdIJon7BOI/AAAAAAAAACc/_ElWHp2gx_g/s320/IMG_1006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y BISCUIT...like it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/SrdNI6OBN_I/AAAAAAAAACk/QocDIRBTSnk/s1600-h/IMG_1008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383856695007066098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/SrdNI6OBN_I/AAAAAAAAACk/QocDIRBTSnk/s320/IMG_1008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHOCOLATE CHIPS CORNFLAKES...my fav...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/SrdQix3r23I/AAAAAAAAACs/fUbwk714fBo/s1600-h/IMG_1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383860437977389938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/SrdQix3r23I/AAAAAAAAACs/fUbwk714fBo/s320/IMG_1010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KUIH MAKMUR...dun like it...got nuts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426832629523845416-3969675949018155274?l=diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/3969675949018155274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/09/nestumnut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/3969675949018155274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/3969675949018155274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/09/nestumnut.html' title='MY KUIH RAYA!!!'/><author><name>INHUMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03267858995364103869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/So5kMZO6bGI/AAAAAAAAABc/klbsQ8Xqku4/S220/wwww.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/SrdEy-cRUXI/AAAAAAAAACE/rRwcgnTIddk/s72-c/IMG_1002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426832629523845416.post-6182916279487965314</id><published>2009-09-18T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T05:47:10.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA !!!&lt;/span&gt;&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/3426832629523845416-6182916279487965314?l=diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/6182916279487965314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/6182916279487965314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/6182916279487965314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya.html' title=''/><author><name>INHUMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03267858995364103869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/So5kMZO6bGI/AAAAAAAAABc/klbsQ8Xqku4/S220/wwww.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426832629523845416.post-5037640817874227843</id><published>2009-09-08T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T01:36:58.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE LAST SMILE ( POEM )</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everyone smile when you were born&lt;br /&gt;Everyone cries when you are dying&lt;br /&gt;But you,&lt;br /&gt;Cry when you were born&lt;br /&gt;and smile when you are dying&lt;br /&gt;You smile because&lt;br /&gt;you know everything is going to end&lt;br /&gt;and also, you remembered every&lt;br /&gt;happy moments when you are alive&lt;br /&gt;Your smile gave warmness to those&lt;br /&gt;around you&lt;br /&gt;even though, they know it is your&lt;br /&gt;last smile&lt;br /&gt;Some of the people around you are&lt;br /&gt;ready to let you go&lt;br /&gt;but some of the people around you&lt;br /&gt;regretted for not spending more time&lt;br /&gt;with you&lt;br /&gt;But you, treasured every moment you&lt;br /&gt;remembered&lt;br /&gt;because you know that day will&lt;br /&gt;never return&lt;br /&gt;You can only smile&lt;br /&gt;because you want them to&lt;br /&gt;remember you&lt;br /&gt;and you want them to remember&lt;br /&gt;how happy you were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.......................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;by Violet Jaggerjaques &amp;amp; Rin Schiffer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426832629523845416-5037640817874227843?l=diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/5037640817874227843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-last-smile-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/5037640817874227843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/5037640817874227843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-last-smile-poem.html' title='ONE LAST SMILE ( POEM )'/><author><name>INHUMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03267858995364103869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/So5kMZO6bGI/AAAAAAAAABc/klbsQ8Xqku4/S220/wwww.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426832629523845416.post-872276531957960491</id><published>2009-09-06T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T01:34:37.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE LAST SMILE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;………&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ann, a girl who believes in angels and happiness never knew who her mother is. Her mother left her with her dad when she was just an infant. Her dad is always busy and sometimes forgot that he actually have a daughter. Ann grows up alone and lonely although she have a dad. When she was five years old, her dad married another lady and soon after that a baby was born. Ann became more invisible after the birth of her stepsister. Her step mom would treat her like a servant although she is just six years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;………&lt;/span&gt;Ann tried to talk about this to her dad but he never listened to her, not even once. Her life is even worse after another baby is born and this time it’s a boy. Her dad never took his eyes off her stepbrother and she is now fully invisible except when they needed her help. Her life goes on like this until she’s eighteen. Ann will soon be leaving this house which was never hers and also the family she never owns. Ann often dreams about her life after she left home. She won’t be her family’s servant and she won’t be invisible anymore and maybe she could do something that will make her dad realize her existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;………&lt;/span&gt;One night, the night before she leaves home, a burglar broke into their house. Everyone was aware of that and they tried to fight. Her dad was hurt when he tried to fight back but luckily it was just a minor injury. Soon after that, Ann’s stepbrother tried to fight back. He was almost shot by the burglar when Ann jumped in to save him from being shot. Ann’s stepbrother was saved but Ann was shot. At the moment when Ann jumped in to save her stepbrother Ann heard her dad screaming her name out after years of not hearing her name being called by her dad and this made her feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;………&lt;/span&gt;Ann actually did something that made her dad realize her existence and she felt happy after about an entire life living not knowing how happiness actually feels like. Ann lay smiling with blood covering her, her last smile to her dad that never realize her existence, to her stepmother and stepsiblings that hated her more then anything they ever liked and also to the house that she will soon be leaving, finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;………&lt;/span&gt;After her death is when everyone realized that they had not just lost someone but they had lost an angel in their family. An angel who was never wanted as a part of them who risked her life to save someone that hated her so much. It is after her death that everyone realizes her existence and what a fool they had been. They will always remember the way they treated her, how she risked her life and also her one last smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;……………………………………………………..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;By Rin Schiffer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426832629523845416-872276531957960491?l=diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/872276531957960491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-last-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/872276531957960491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/872276531957960491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-last-smile.html' title='ONE LAST SMILE'/><author><name>INHUMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03267858995364103869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/So5kMZO6bGI/AAAAAAAAABc/klbsQ8Xqku4/S220/wwww.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426832629523845416.post-3636518306925900360</id><published>2009-08-21T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T02:05:15.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;T &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;P&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;          T&lt;/span&gt;O &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       M&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372340218420552322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 67px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 67px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/So5i9vuAYoI/AAAAAAAAABQ/7hGqOaf30f4/s320/Black+Simile.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&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/3426832629523845416-3636518306925900360?l=diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/3636518306925900360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/08/s-e-l-m-t-b-e-r-p-u-s-t-o-l-l-m-u-s-l-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/3636518306925900360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/3636518306925900360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/08/s-e-l-m-t-b-e-r-p-u-s-t-o-l-l-m-u-s-l-i.html' title=''/><author><name>INHUMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03267858995364103869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/So5kMZO6bGI/AAAAAAAAABc/klbsQ8Xqku4/S220/wwww.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/So5i9vuAYoI/AAAAAAAAABQ/7hGqOaf30f4/s72-c/Black+Simile.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426832629523845416.post-2619566096862647192</id><published>2009-08-21T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T21:13:47.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN LOVE AND CARE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.........&lt;/span&gt;Love, care. Most of the people think it is two words with the same meaning but it is not. Love is weaker than care. Love is cheaper than care. Love doesn’t last long compare to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;If I say I love you, it only means I really like you but if I say I care about you, it means I will do anything for you; I will make sure that you are safe and happy all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;Love never last long, after a while the feeling of love will surely disappear but care is different. If you care about someone, you will always care about that person even though that person hates you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;Love is easy. If you spend some time with that person or if you have the same likeness with that person, you will somehow fall in love with that person but caring about someone is hard. To care about someone you need to take years to know each other or you must have a strong bond with each other. That is why care last longer than love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;Love is something visible. If a person loves you, they will give you gifts just to show their love towards you. On the other hand, care is invisible. If a person truly cares about you they will never show it to you until the right time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;Love is also fragile. It can be destroyed easily especially in the hands of evil but care is invincible. Nothing can stop you to care about a person, not even hatred. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;GUARDIAN ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day by day&lt;br /&gt;I waited in front of you&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that&lt;br /&gt;You would realize&lt;br /&gt;The wings&lt;br /&gt;Behind my back&lt;br /&gt;I know I am weak&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I’m even&lt;br /&gt;Helpless than you are&lt;br /&gt;But let me tell you this&lt;br /&gt;If anything&lt;br /&gt;Ever happen to you&lt;br /&gt;The person I care the most&lt;br /&gt;I would risk everything I’ve got&lt;br /&gt;Even my only life&lt;br /&gt;Just for you&lt;br /&gt;I will be your guardian angel&lt;br /&gt;Even though I’m invisible&lt;br /&gt;at your sight&lt;br /&gt;No men can harm you&lt;br /&gt;No beast can hurt you&lt;br /&gt;I will be the wall in between&lt;br /&gt;That protects you&lt;br /&gt;From the evil&lt;br /&gt;I may not believe in love&lt;br /&gt;But I do care&lt;br /&gt;For the person&lt;br /&gt;Who cares for me&lt;br /&gt;I will be the guardian angel&lt;br /&gt;To those I care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;............................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;by Violet Jaggerjaques &amp;amp; Rin Schiffer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426832629523845416-2619566096862647192?l=diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/2619566096862647192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/08/difference-between-love-and-care.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I’m a dead flower&lt;br /&gt;Appreciated no more&lt;br /&gt;Worth no more&lt;br /&gt;Liked no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a dead flower&lt;br /&gt;My petals are falling&lt;br /&gt;They are turning into ashes&lt;br /&gt;That will soon fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a dead flower&lt;br /&gt;When I’m alive&lt;br /&gt;I am needed&lt;br /&gt;But now,&lt;br /&gt;I am worthless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a dead flower&lt;br /&gt;A flower that&lt;br /&gt;Means no more&lt;br /&gt;That is wanted no more&lt;br /&gt;That exist no more…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;....................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;violet jaggerjaques&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426832629523845416-4297045404352738864?l=diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/So5kMZO6bGI/AAAAAAAAABc/klbsQ8Xqku4/S220/wwww.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426832629523845416.post-7919965876624743180</id><published>2009-08-10T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T02:16:05.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FORGOTTEN CHILDREN......By TOKIO HOTEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just a normal day&lt;br /&gt;streets turn into graves&lt;br /&gt;traces have been removed&lt;br /&gt;the search was disapproved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cold tonight&lt;br /&gt;the weak ones lose the fight&lt;br /&gt;too many of them out there&lt;br /&gt;no one seems to care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;lost and so alone&lt;br /&gt;born but never known&lt;br /&gt;left out on their own&lt;br /&gt;forgotten children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll never hear a name&lt;br /&gt;they carry all the blame&lt;br /&gt;too young to break the chains&lt;br /&gt;forgotten children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they see&lt;br /&gt;they feel&lt;br /&gt;believe&lt;br /&gt;just like we do&lt;br /&gt;they're laughing&lt;br /&gt;and crying&lt;br /&gt;wanna live here&lt;br /&gt;like me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyes with out light&lt;br /&gt;so tired of goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;never felt embraced&lt;br /&gt;and frightened of every face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a life in diguse&lt;br /&gt;hope forever dies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it shouldn't realy be that way&lt;br /&gt;it shouldn't really be that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we see&lt;br /&gt;we feel&lt;br /&gt;believe&lt;br /&gt;just like you&lt;br /&gt;we're laughing&lt;br /&gt;and crying&lt;br /&gt;wanna live here&lt;br /&gt;(repeat 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426832629523845416-7919965876624743180?l=diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/7919965876624743180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/08/forgotten-childrenby-tokio-hotel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/7919965876624743180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/7919965876624743180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/08/forgotten-childrenby-tokio-hotel.html' title='FORGOTTEN CHILDREN......By TOKIO HOTEL'/><author><name>INHUMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03267858995364103869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/So5kMZO6bGI/AAAAAAAAABc/klbsQ8Xqku4/S220/wwww.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426832629523845416.post-7244764683286969524</id><published>2009-08-10T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T02:13:33.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE REASONINGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I’m suffocating&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness&lt;br /&gt;That I embraced.&lt;br /&gt;I need air&lt;br /&gt;But there are no openings.&lt;br /&gt;I cried for help&lt;br /&gt;But there is no one&lt;br /&gt;To reach for it,&lt;br /&gt;And not even I&lt;br /&gt;Can hear it.&lt;br /&gt;I write,&lt;br /&gt;I write out the&lt;br /&gt;Contents of my heart&lt;br /&gt;For my voice is too soft&lt;br /&gt;For the ear to hear,&lt;br /&gt;For the heart to feel.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe with my writings,&lt;br /&gt;I can tell everyone&lt;br /&gt;How dark is this darkness&lt;br /&gt;And how I’m trapped&lt;br /&gt;In it.&lt;br /&gt;Crying for help&lt;br /&gt;That won’t reach.&lt;br /&gt;Breathing the same air&lt;br /&gt;In the same room&lt;br /&gt;That makes me&lt;br /&gt;Suffocate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;....................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;by Violet Jaggerjaques&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426832629523845416-7244764683286969524?l=diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/7244764683286969524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/08/reasonings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/7244764683286969524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/7244764683286969524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/08/reasonings.html' title='THE REASONINGS'/><author><name>INHUMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03267858995364103869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/So5kMZO6bGI/AAAAAAAAABc/klbsQ8Xqku4/S220/wwww.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426832629523845416.post-1005322675821920036</id><published>2009-08-10T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T02:14:02.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE FORGOTTEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They wait, and wait, and wait&lt;br /&gt;Their patience is abnormal&lt;br /&gt;They hated the people&lt;br /&gt;Who are the key&lt;br /&gt;To their endless patience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They live on their own&lt;br /&gt;They work on their own&lt;br /&gt;They are just alone&lt;br /&gt;They are there&lt;br /&gt;But they are unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiredness is what&lt;br /&gt;They always felt&lt;br /&gt;Tired of this life&lt;br /&gt;Tired of this world&lt;br /&gt;Tired of the people&lt;br /&gt;Living in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They own a name&lt;br /&gt;But it was never used&lt;br /&gt;Never called&lt;br /&gt;It is just a name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They feel, they see&lt;br /&gt;But they were never felt&lt;br /&gt;And they were never seen&lt;br /&gt;They exist&lt;br /&gt;But they always&lt;br /&gt;Hoped to exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They heard every word&lt;br /&gt;Existed in the dictionary&lt;br /&gt;Except one…&lt;br /&gt;The only one that have&lt;br /&gt;A life in it&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER…&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBERED…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.........................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;by Violet Jaggerjaques&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426832629523845416-1005322675821920036?l=diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/1005322675821920036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/08/forgotten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/1005322675821920036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/1005322675821920036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/08/forgotten.html' title='THE FORGOTTEN'/><author><name>INHUMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03267858995364103869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/So5kMZO6bGI/AAAAAAAAABc/klbsQ8Xqku4/S220/wwww.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426832629523845416.post-6631431884849541291</id><published>2009-08-07T05:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T02:20:55.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE UNKNOWN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..............&lt;/span&gt;She was born on the day her mother died. The love of her father towards her mother was so deep that it blinded her existence. She was never her mother’s daughter because her mother was never there to hold her, to touch her, to see her every first moment. She was never her father’s daughter because to him she is the demon that killed his beloved wife. Unwanted by her parents, she was left alone in the heavily pouring rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..............&lt;/span&gt;There’s no one who passed by that hear her cries. There’s no one who passed by that realise her existence. If it’s not for that cat, she will die because of the killing coldness of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..............&lt;/span&gt;She was brought to the ‘ house of the unwanted’ to spend the rest of her eighteen years there, The Orphanage. There she was alone, lonely and unknown to the world. A girl with no name, no identity, no family, just nothing. She was then given a name Unknown.&lt;br /&gt;Her life in the Orphanage wasn’t pleasant. Even there, she was not liked by anyone. 'She’s a freak who lives in her own' world that is what everyone says when they pass by her. And yes she’s living in her own world, a world full of angels with thorn wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..............&lt;/span&gt;She did not spent eighteen years in the orphanage since she was adopted by a family. She taught her nightmare is coming to an end but it was just beginning. Her life with her adopted family is even worse. She was treated like a slave and blamed for everything. She wanted to hate them but she just can’t. They are the only family she’s got. A father, a mother and siblings. She’s not going to hate the only family she’s got although they never treated her as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..............&lt;/span&gt;She often wonders when is this all going to end. Unknown to her, just like everybody else who don’t know when is their last day, she left this world after spending thirteen years. She died trying to save the cat that saved her before. She was hit by the car that was driven by her real father . Unknown to him that he hits his unknown daughter, he left her alone again. There, she lay staring at one bright star which she named mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...............&lt;/span&gt;Her heart is bleeding as she’s weeping and yet she’s smiling as her soul is leaving. She thinks of nothing except to reach for the brightest star she saw. Beside her, sat the cat she saved. If it’s not for the cat, her death will be unknown just like her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426832629523845416-6631431884849541291?l=diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/6631431884849541291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/08/unknown.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/6631431884849541291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/6631431884849541291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/08/unknown.html' title='THE UNKNOWN'/><author><name>INHUMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03267858995364103869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/So5kMZO6bGI/AAAAAAAAABc/klbsQ8Xqku4/S220/wwww.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426832629523845416.post-8965826989663149473</id><published>2009-08-02T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T01:15:30.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INHUMAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know I looked like a human but I'm not a human. Yeah ...i know...some of you who knows me that read this will say "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;RIN&lt;/span&gt;, just accept the fact that you are a HUMAN" and I will say "HUMANS just accept the fact that I'm NOT a HUMAN". I'm not a human and that's just it, no more arguments and if you think I'm a human so be it. I don't care, everyone have their own opinions and ideas and who thinks that I'm INHUMAN, thank you...I understand if some of you don't believe in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;INHUMANS&lt;/span&gt; ( i mean demons, devils, werewolves, vampires, aliens...) but they do exist. It's up to us to believe or not...'crazy', 'weirdo', 'psycho'...that is what people called me but I like it rather than someone call me something that is good or praise me...my hairs will stand and I'll sweat whenever people praise me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365276794475248098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/SnVK0XBX-eI/AAAAAAAAAA0/FCCdqr8hblU/s320/1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that everyone is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt;. You cannot find two people who are same in every ways, even identical twins have their differences maybe their attitude or moles...being yourselves and being genuine is the most special thing there is about a person so be yourself whether you are a human or not it does not matter as long as you are who you are, you are unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365276788828037970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/SnVK0B--Y1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/DEhSeFBV6UU/s320/Blame_123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a class="link" href="http://rinschiffer.blogspot.com/2009/03/inhuman.html#comments" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426832629523845416-8965826989663149473?l=diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/8965826989663149473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/08/inhuman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/8965826989663149473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/8965826989663149473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/08/inhuman.html' title='INHUMAN'/><author><name>INHUMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03267858995364103869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/So5kMZO6bGI/AAAAAAAAABc/klbsQ8Xqku4/S220/wwww.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/SnVK0XBX-eI/AAAAAAAAAA0/FCCdqr8hblU/s72-c/1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426832629523845416.post-2502802042297306862</id><published>2009-08-02T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T01:01:35.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LONELY DEMON</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Have you ever felt so angry because of being eliminated from others, scolded for others faults, being compared with others, not being loved by your family members, holds lots of responsibilities, have to do works that were given to others, always hope you were someone else, someone who is stronger and braver than you are….&lt;br /&gt;            You are not the only one who suffer because LONELY DEMON does too…she’s always angry…when she’s happy there must be something that will make her angry again…she’s always being scolded by her parents or siblings because of other’s fault…she’s always being compared with some ‘perfect figures’ because of their perfectness and her imperfectness…she’s not pretty or girlish like any of those ‘perfect figures’…she’s not as brilliant as any of those ‘perfect figures’…but she’s just a person and she never thought so…”I’m different, I’m special, they are all jealous of me, my best friend is myself, who try to win my will lose” that is what in her mind…she never involved in any family occasions…she sits alone at the corner…&lt;br /&gt;Why…Why…Why…that is the starting of her sentences when she speaks…she trust no one ‘cause there is no one to be trusted except for god…she also hates people who likes to force her…she wish that anyone who suffered like her will stand up and fight, be brave and strong just like who you dream to be…&lt;br /&gt;Life is never easy…there is no life without sufferings and if you don’t agree with it then consider yourself as one of the luckiest person…she is different…she is original…she believed in herself…she is LONELY DEMON…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s hurt deep down inside her…the cure to her pain is right in front of her…everyday she looked at it but she can’t touch it nor feel it…the reason for her pain is also in front of her…her wish to be someone else, someone who is more tougher mentally and physically than she is…if only her wish is true…she’s lonely…she trust no one…she likes no one…her life is sad…she is blamed for other’s faults…she’s hurt because of other’s and she do not have the power to stop it…if only she have the power to do so, she won’t be hurt and she will feel pain no more…she’s dying inside…little by little…her heart is falling apart…her soul is thorn…she is fading…and forgotten…maybe this is the best…she is not appreciated when she lives, why should she even be remembered when she is gone…forever…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;P/s: LONELY DEMON is a character that I created and has nothing to do with any living or deceased human or inhuman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426832629523845416-2502802042297306862?l=diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/2502802042297306862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/08/lonely-demon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/2502802042297306862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/2502802042297306862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/08/lonely-demon.html' title='LONELY DEMON'/><author><name>INHUMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03267858995364103869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/So5kMZO6bGI/AAAAAAAAABc/klbsQ8Xqku4/S220/wwww.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426832629523845416.post-6325761885195799548</id><published>2009-07-31T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T00:40:05.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CURSED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I’m sad…ULQUIORRA SCHIFFER is DEAD!!! All the ones that I LIKE always ended up DEAD. Maybe this is one of the reasons why it is so HARD for me to LIKE someone. I’m SICK of having all the ones that I like SUFFERING…ULQUIORRA is the 13th character that I like who is DEAD. My friends said that maybe they all DIED because they are ‘EVIL’ characters but I did have a few ‘GOOD’ characters that I like who ended up DEAD to!!! CURSED&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ’GOOD’ characters are kind of BORING and they only save humans and they don’t have any DARK PAST or SECRET. They’re BORING and not MYSTERIOUS…&lt;br /&gt;I’m still SAD…it’s HARD for me to CRY for someone else but he’s the 4th most favorite character of mine that I CRIED for…&lt;br /&gt;The 1st is KIMIMARU(naruto)…he SUFFER a lot since he’s a kid…everyone HATES him because he’s DIFFERENT…and when he met someone who EXCEPT him, he was BETRAYED…&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd is GAARA(naruto)…his case is special since he was KILLED then been given a new life by his granny (curse her for causing the death of SASORI)…GAARA is LONELY since he was born…he has no friends and he TRUSTS no one…he was BLAMED for the DEATH of his mother…&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd is ITACHI(naruto)…he is GONE FOREVER but will always remain in my little BLACK HEART…he have to be EVIL in order to SAVE everyone else but his SACRIFICES is not APPRECIATED…&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure there are going to be more of my favorite characters that are going to DIE!!!CURSED…why can’t it be like NARUTO(hate him) or SAKURA(curse her for causing the death of SASORI) or SASUKE(curse him for killing ITACHI-although ITACHI wanted SASUKE o kill him)who ended up dead or maybe character like ULQUIORRA will be ALIVE back(I don’t care if he’s alive as a human, as long as he’s alive)…SAD!!!&lt;br /&gt;Another CURSED thing is that all the story books that I read, seems to have the same problem…my favorite character DIED in it too…it’s becoming worse and worse…SAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365277483899502530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/SnVLcfU7P8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/7TFPpzohK9A/s320/bokenheart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Since death took you away…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Since death took you away&lt;br /&gt;I have no one else by my side&lt;br /&gt;It saddens me that you have to leave me&lt;br /&gt;And all the ones that I love&lt;br /&gt;Since death took you away&lt;br /&gt;I was left on my own&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you left me&lt;br /&gt;But I have no power to stop it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m cursed&lt;br /&gt;All the ones that I loved and cared&lt;br /&gt;Left me alone&lt;br /&gt;This is the reason why&lt;br /&gt;I love no one no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried running from the truth&lt;br /&gt;Hide everywhere I could&lt;br /&gt;From the truth&lt;br /&gt;Every corner, every place I could find&lt;br /&gt;Tears flow when I think of you&lt;br /&gt;Your shadows appear when&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;Looking at me, smiling at me&lt;br /&gt;The smile that I really miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your pictures brings a lot of memories&lt;br /&gt;I stop believing in love since you left&lt;br /&gt;And I know that I won’t lose&lt;br /&gt;Anyone anymore&lt;br /&gt;Because there is no one I love&lt;br /&gt;And there is no one I care…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;violet jaggerjaques&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426832629523845416-6325761885195799548?l=diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/6325761885195799548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/07/cursed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/6325761885195799548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3426832629523845416/posts/default/6325761885195799548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diehumandie-inhuman.blogspot.com/2009/07/cursed.html' title='CURSED'/><author><name>INHUMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03267858995364103869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/So5kMZO6bGI/AAAAAAAAABc/klbsQ8Xqku4/S220/wwww.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcZJt6vbsV0/SnVLcfU7P8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/7TFPpzohK9A/s72-c/bokenheart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
