<?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-7155247978830304613</id><updated>2011-07-31T08:48:22.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auel Faux</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-9080302525095811588</id><published>2009-09-06T06:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T06:43:54.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>they know my name..</title><content type='html'>If i take a life&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what i'll give?&lt;br /&gt;Odds are you won't like What it Is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the storm arrives&lt;br /&gt;Would you be seen with me?&lt;br /&gt;By the merciless eyes I've deceived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen angels fall from blinding heights&lt;br /&gt;But you yourself are nothing so divine&lt;br /&gt;Just next in line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arm yourself because no one else here will save you&lt;br /&gt;The odds will betray you&lt;br /&gt;And I will replace you&lt;br /&gt;You can't deny the prize it may never fulfill you&lt;br /&gt;It longs to kill you&lt;br /&gt;Are you willing to die?&lt;br /&gt;The coldest blood runs through my veins&lt;br /&gt;You know my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you come inside&lt;br /&gt;Things will not be the same&lt;br /&gt;When you return to my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you think you've won&lt;br /&gt;You never saw me change&lt;br /&gt;The game that we have been playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen diamonds cut through harder men&lt;br /&gt;Then you yourself but if you must pretend&lt;br /&gt;You may meet your end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-9080302525095811588?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/9080302525095811588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=9080302525095811588' title='0 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(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that will do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-8333374125079374711?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/8333374125079374711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=8333374125079374711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8333374125079374711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8333374125079374711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/08/come-ride-with-me-through-ways-of.html' title='come ride with me through the veins of hystory'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-1359605868328036882</id><published>2009-08-04T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T00:56:11.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nobody stopped me</title><content type='html'>ok so let me break it down here to no one in particular but i shall say that i'm not currently at a stage of my life which i have to decide too many things and have too little time to do and my emotions are moving like a freaking roller coaster to nowhere and its making me miserable, crazy, sad, lonely, heartbroken, ecstatic, mad, sad, clueless, hopeless, suicidal and what not and i seriously need help now or i'm gonna start doing some stupid crazy things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ive alr done some stupid crazy things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN OTHER NEWS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided to stop deluding my life and wake up.. damn it hurts alot for everything that has happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think the old me is coming back... people are gonna hate me again (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now someday one of yous will be mines muahahahaha... just hope its the right you XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-1359605868328036882?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/1359605868328036882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=1359605868328036882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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seriously don't find a purpose anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only one i love don't even know i exists..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for why should my life revolve around her??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause u don't know her, neither do i, but that's not the point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you've seen her, if only you've speak to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will hear bells in her voice&lt;br /&gt;the ocean in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;divinity at its finest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you shalt be mine divine for i am just a coward, preaching to the crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for i don't want to make empty promises, twisted lies, pointing fingers, making myself sound like a saint when i'm just a fucking hypocrite.. but the world just revolves that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my memories for you are dead now, it is not for what it used too be,&lt;br /&gt;but even old fire can sometimes relight itself, cause you know how much you meant to me. though it can never be the same..&lt;br /&gt;you know how mad i go for something you did against me.. yet some people never learn, for i am only a filthy mortal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna know why i write this up? cause no one will ever read this blog, well i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. if you do read, you may feel guilty, disturbed, flustered, shocked or plain don't give a fuck by the above post, then you should know who you are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : boogaboogaboogabooga you know u deserve it sooner or later.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets not move anywhere other then in my own deluded, crazy, morbid, pathetic excuse i call my shrine of mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-423882914211537598?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/423882914211537598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=423882914211537598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/423882914211537598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/423882914211537598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-tied-my-soul-into-knot-so-no-one.html' title='i&apos;ve tied my soul into a knot, so no one can steal it..'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-2336822983682835320</id><published>2009-07-22T17:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T17:21:38.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waking up in singapore (WTF)</title><content type='html'>come what ever may, there's gonna be a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i'll figure out a possible solution...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just maybe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i really really really really really really really really really really really need to accidentally meet you again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe if i try making a wish on a star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;i smell your scent&lt;br /&gt;i feel your presence&lt;br /&gt;i see your smile&lt;br /&gt;but all is in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let it be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really losing it now O_o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-2336822983682835320?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/2336822983682835320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=2336822983682835320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2336822983682835320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2336822983682835320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/07/waking-up-in-singapore-wtf.html' title='waking up in singapore (WTF)'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-2178680793821332257</id><published>2009-07-20T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T23:58:17.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tie my soul into a knot</title><content type='html'>the princess told the fool she don't like to be used just to be disposed by others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being the fool he is, he sympathize her and gave a listening ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how foolishly the fool didn't know that he was also being used as a tool for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she uses the fool only when she needs to be heard, to be listened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tossing the fool away when she finds herself satisfaction, or better entertainment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the fool is not a necessity but more a reliability, only used when needed and leave unattended when not needed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all will be fine, but not for the poor fool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, what can you expect from a fool.. he will never learn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-2178680793821332257?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/2178680793821332257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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off</title><content type='html'>18 years, my life is a big pile of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..chaos? it's just the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;Every promise i made? i'm rescinding.&lt;br /&gt;Center mass in the middle of the monster, i'm getting tired of drowning the constant cry for help.&lt;br /&gt;It's debatable, the only reason that you love me is cause i'm hated by all.&lt;br /&gt;Come on!!, come see dysfunction, hehe, I guess we're gonna leave it for open discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where am I going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe I'm looking in the wrong direction?&lt;br /&gt;or maybe I'm looking for any direction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not my war&lt;br /&gt;this is not my fight&lt;br /&gt;this is something more&lt;br /&gt;this is not my life&lt;br /&gt;this is not my revolution&lt;br /&gt;this is not my convolution&lt;br /&gt;this is not my expectation&lt;br /&gt;this is not my desperation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holed up, scarred, and tamed for the hell of it now look at me!&lt;br /&gt;I'm the glorified malcontent&lt;br /&gt;save me? save this!&lt;br /&gt;all I got to do is give up, and all is forgiven&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of being the butt of a cosmic joke and I don't get the punchline&lt;br /&gt;A million people lined up for miles to see the great big mouth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHUT UP AND APOLOGIZE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not my only reason to question why i said goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh I didn't need to leave so stay right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am the outcast&lt;br /&gt;save me?&lt;br /&gt;i am the liar&lt;br /&gt;break me?&lt;br /&gt;i can take anything&lt;br /&gt;make me?&lt;br /&gt;accuse me of everything&lt;br /&gt;just kill me..&lt;br /&gt;cut off the system&lt;br /&gt;shape me?&lt;br /&gt;deny my existence&lt;br /&gt;waste me?&lt;br /&gt;i won't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;try me?&lt;br /&gt;i won't be unmade&lt;br /&gt;deny me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on, break it off, buy the lie, say it, come on, say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no you don't need to leave just stay right here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18years.. i think i'll manage a few more (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-5366990623429655926?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/5366990623429655926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=5366990623429655926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5366990623429655926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5366990623429655926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/07/three-nil-now-fuck-off.html' title='three nil.. now fuck off'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-3559318539919968176</id><published>2009-07-08T03:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T03:57:46.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you remember the time when we...</title><content type='html'>.. nah i don't think so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one does..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free my severed heart, give me yours (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i need my soul back please!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-3559318539919968176?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/3559318539919968176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=3559318539919968176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3559318539919968176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3559318539919968176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-you-remember-time-when-we.html' title='do you remember the time when we...'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-4000075052695091662</id><published>2009-07-04T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T01:18:26.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in my dream..</title><content type='html'>.. i saw you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were talking, for a very long time.. or maybe there wasn't even a time, time just stood still while i'm with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did we talk about? i can't remember, but it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stars in the sky were so bright, the grass we sat on were soft, the wind blowing in our face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you seemed so real.. your eyes, your hair, your lips, your skin.. everything was divine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i had to wake up, cause reality just can't seem to let me be happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i can survive with you only in my mind, just not in person (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in other news..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get a new mp3, damn mp3 just fucking died...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so time too save up... there goes next month salary, and i need my 800 bucks people!!!! damnit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need to get another transformer... sideswipe and barricade is getting lonely XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sideways?&lt;br /&gt;bumble bee?&lt;br /&gt;skids?&lt;br /&gt;mudflaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or the voyagers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;optimus prime?&lt;br /&gt;ironhide?&lt;br /&gt;jetfire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : cant wait to sleep again ^.^&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/7155247978830304613-4000075052695091662?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/4000075052695091662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=4000075052695091662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/4000075052695091662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/4000075052695091662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-my-dream.html' title='in my dream..'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-6092083336026350978</id><published>2009-06-29T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T01:40:10.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that selfish act of selflessness</title><content type='html'>that sentence fits perfectly to the movie i watched today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transformers revenge of the fallen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this movie really shows act of true selflessness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*spoiler alert*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;the way optimus courageously protects sam from megatron, starscream and grindor till his life was taken from him.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really shock at that part.. one of those O_O moments. seriously, optimus freaking owned them XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;the way bumble bee protects sam from the clutches of decepticons after the death of optimus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumble bee freaking owns in this movie, he seriously kicks major ass, not to mention sideswipe's 10sec of glory against sideways.. damn that was to great to be bullshit, though i wished sideways could at least have fought in that movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;the way mikeala protects sam from the decepticon pretender and also not leaving him when the decepticons were after him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now thats one great and not to mention freaking hot girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;how jetfire sacrifices himself to revive optimus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jetfire was a big fan of the prime, and all he ever wanted was to see a prime and he literally gave his life to one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song new divide really suits the autobots duty to protect the planet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn its a great movie, eventhough the action is the major highlight, but i'm really touched by optimus and bee's sworn duty to protect the things they cherish the most..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the forest battle was the best part of the whole movie.... the impact of that scene.. wow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-6092083336026350978?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/6092083336026350978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=6092083336026350978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/6092083336026350978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/6092083336026350978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/06/that-selfish-act-of-selflessness.html' title='that selfish act of selflessness'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-6062914578536620373</id><published>2009-06-27T16:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T16:46:56.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as i wish upon a star last night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just wanna see her again.. is that too much to ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty please??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-6062914578536620373?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/6062914578536620373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=6062914578536620373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/6062914578536620373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/6062914578536620373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/06/as-i-wish-upon-star-last-night.html' title='as i wish upon a star last night...'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-3146273207850463252</id><published>2009-06-23T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T14:15:45.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walkman (just had to make a title)</title><content type='html'>events in june..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th june sat : celebrate twin's bday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't remember anything else from then on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th june thurs : went cycling, see people fall down and injure herself.. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th june fri : went to malaysia with feeka/hida/amalina.. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th june sat : slept for 19 hours .. FUCK YEA BEAT THAT U MUDDAPARKERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st june sun : celebrate sis's bday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22th june mon : met some old friends.. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23th june tues : enrolled licensce ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i am sleeepy but it's only 2.13pm.. sooo sleepy time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN OTHER NEWS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vermilion means everything to me now... if only she knew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;she isint' real, i can't make her real&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-3146273207850463252?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/3146273207850463252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=3146273207850463252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3146273207850463252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3146273207850463252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/06/walkman-just-had-to-make-title.html' title='walkman (just had to make a title)'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-5420571845063009899</id><published>2009-06-17T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:09:55.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we all, got left behind</title><content type='html'>Once, a long time ago, when we first met&lt;br /&gt;Under bright lights, and the circus tent&lt;br /&gt;With colors and people moving way to fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, it's so nice to see your face again&lt;br /&gt;Hello, it's so nice to see you&lt;br /&gt;All good people find one another&lt;br /&gt;Hello, it's so nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't say, I couldn't say&lt;br /&gt;Just how much I needed you to rescue me&lt;br /&gt;I was down and out&lt;br /&gt;In a rabbit hole&lt;br /&gt;Pulled me up and pulled me out&lt;br /&gt;Dragged me from a drug&lt;br /&gt;That made the voices shout&lt;br /&gt;Remember your home&lt;br /&gt;You are home now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, it's so nice to see your face again&lt;br /&gt;Hello, it's so nice to see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stay, I wouldn't stay&lt;br /&gt;In a place that was not meant for me&lt;br /&gt;I was so far out of my head&lt;br /&gt;And my element&lt;br /&gt;I could not be, I would not be&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am home I'm not alone&lt;br /&gt;Living my life right&lt;br /&gt;I can breathe now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, it's so nice to see your face again&lt;br /&gt;Hello, it's so nice to see you&lt;br /&gt;All good people find one another&lt;br /&gt;Hello, it's so nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, hello, hello, laaaaa&lt;br /&gt;Hello, hello, hello, laaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, it's so nice to see your face again&lt;br /&gt;Hello, it's so nice to see you&lt;br /&gt;All good people find one another&lt;br /&gt;Hello, it's so nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, hello, hello, laaaaa&lt;br /&gt;Hello, hello, hello, laaaaa&lt;br /&gt;All good people find one another&lt;br /&gt;Hello, it's so nice        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirty Little Rabbits - Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shawn crahan rocks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn freaking long since ive updated... waddefuck running out of ideas&lt;br /&gt;suicidal attempts failed&lt;br /&gt;i'm a living corpse living in blissful denial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now if only i can go on to write more random outburst..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN OTHER NEWS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeka give me ur link again pls my little quinn XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN UDDER NEWS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 cows were killed by one lighting.. O_o its true.. read the news... poor cows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IN OTHER NEWS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i'm being stalked by a murderer, pervert and flashback bully who now wants me to resides in her armpits, when questioned, she replies 'its sharing' WADDAFUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : see, i posted ur request XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news... waddefuck is with the in other news thingy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A NEW BLOG SONG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other..shadaparkapalwee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--ringtones and media links --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-5420571845063009899?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/5420571845063009899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=5420571845063009899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5420571845063009899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5420571845063009899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-all-got-left-behind.html' title='we all, got left behind'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-7093248393877738367</id><published>2009-06-03T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:47:30.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lying voices inside my head</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It doesn’t get easy, don’t you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little girl, little girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you crying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside your restless soul your heart is dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little girl, little girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dirty liar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orgasm? = a spasm of love and hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;death to the little girl at the end of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. and carved our names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not a victim, till i let you take me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't need to bother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only wanted to see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter if i scare you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noises noises all the time i hear noises.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-7093248393877738367?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/7093248393877738367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=7093248393877738367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7093248393877738367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7093248393877738367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/06/lying-voices-inside-my-head.html' title='lying voices inside my head'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-5417626306251053388</id><published>2009-05-26T19:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:51:30.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why the fuck do you intrude my life??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, stop bothering other people's fucking well being and take care of your own life first before trying to play god and fix others.. damn you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get a life? i'm happy with mine, seems like you should change your life since you keep asking people to be like you, that means you don't feel comfortable with yourself or maybe your life is tooo fucking great that you MUST INSIST on asking people to change theirs.. bullshit much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;denial? contradicting? don't bullshit yourself, if you're too perfect to make mistakes then just leave the godamn planet and join the ALMIGHTY and play THE PERFECT game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imbeciles that bothers other people's life saying u should change your life. seriously? ure bothering someone perfectly happy with themselves? aren't you the one with the fucking problem there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop asking people to do something which they are against, seriously, its their live, does your anus have that much itch in it that you must piss every single godamn human on this fucking piece of land just to show you are that 'in'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;judgmental? you judging someone? who the fuck are you to judge someone else? are you that flawless? you don't make any mistake in this little imperfect world? so you make a little occult of simple minded scums to hate another person for your own enjoyment? are you like 7?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how unbelievably dimwitted and naive are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously just shut the fuck up and take care of YOUR lives first before bothering about others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr and miss oh so perfect and cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*if anyone feels offended with this post than obviously you are guilty of such*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emotionally deprived my ass..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-5417626306251053388?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/5417626306251053388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=5417626306251053388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5417626306251053388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5417626306251053388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-fuck-do-you-intrude-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-7218401061012235127</id><published>2009-05-24T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T01:00:18.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shall not think anymore which will involve anything to do with having any emotional string attachments in them.. affirmative&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-7218401061012235127?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/7218401061012235127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=7218401061012235127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7218401061012235127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7218401061012235127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/05/shall-not-think-anymore-which-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-4363958446942469310</id><published>2009-05-21T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:52:47.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg!!</title><content type='html'>holy shit its already thursday?? muddaparkercarparkpishinthesea!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is tekken day!! yay/boo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay : i can get to play, maybe vs some ppl, and win some matches with drag ffs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo : wat if there isint anyone to vs, thn money wasted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo dots...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, i need to see my shrink again... FEEKA!!!! WHERE ARE THOU!!??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-4363958446942469310?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/4363958446942469310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=4363958446942469310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/4363958446942469310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/4363958446942469310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg.html' title='omg!!'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-1884642862281000726</id><published>2009-05-17T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T00:46:58.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you haven't learned a thing, i haven't changed a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to that backstabber in my class, lets just hope karma pays u back, cause i'm just not bothered to entertain you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice surprise on last Wednesday XD *btw u speak too soft!!, half the time i didn't hear ya*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta get joggin again on monday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hectic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaking out for next wed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, nice surprise today *shirtless drag for the win*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREE SHIRTLESS ITEM!!! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-1884642862281000726?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/1884642862281000726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=1884642862281000726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/1884642862281000726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/1884642862281000726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-havent-learned-thing-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-5055596871070354706</id><published>2009-05-12T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:51:39.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;How does it feel when all you’re counting on is scatterbrained&lt;br /&gt;Every wind that you have sailed upon, a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Every summer you have seen was filled with April rain&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t get easy, don’t you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortune smiles on you&lt;br /&gt;You’re not watching, dig that hole deeper&lt;br /&gt;Fortune smiles on you&lt;br /&gt;You’re not watching, create your own fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count your blessings and prepare to change your point of view&lt;br /&gt;All those days that you spend waiting won’t come back to you&lt;br /&gt;Take off the glasses that have treated your world black and grey&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t get easy, don’t you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortune smiles on you&lt;br /&gt;You’re not watching, dig that hole deeper&lt;br /&gt;Fortune smiles on you&lt;br /&gt;You’re not watching, create your own fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It keeps raining&lt;br /&gt;Keeps raining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It keeps raining ‘Cause you're blind,&lt;br /&gt;Keeps raining ‘cause you're tired,&lt;br /&gt;Keeps raining 'cause you're blind to fortune’s guidance now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It keeps raining, ‘cause you're blind,&lt;br /&gt;it will keep raining, ‘cause you're tired&lt;br /&gt;It keeps raining, ‘cause you're blind oh,&lt;br /&gt;it will keep raining ‘cause you're tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortune smiles on you&lt;br /&gt;You’re not watching, dig that hole deeper&lt;br /&gt;Fortune smiles on you&lt;br /&gt;You’re not watching, create your own fate&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-5055596871070354706?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/5055596871070354706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=5055596871070354706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5055596871070354706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5055596871070354706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/05/april-rain.html' title='April Rain'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-6085215180958880911</id><published>2009-05-03T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:46:42.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jessica origliasso = lisa origliasso</title><content type='html'>220wins 81losses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WIN 16 ROUNDS TODAY!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and lost 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:D :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the veronicas = hot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE&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/7155247978830304613-6085215180958880911?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/6085215180958880911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=6085215180958880911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/6085215180958880911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/6085215180958880911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/05/jessica-origliasso-lisa-origliasso.html' title='jessica origliasso = lisa origliasso'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-8837167082433281141</id><published>2009-05-02T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T02:50:33.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school and girls</title><content type='html'>they have a lot of things in common yet so different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like, u wanna get into the best school and get the best girl, but the first one is much more simpler to get even though the former is much more worth it in a sense of productivity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll list down the theories that i have that differentiate them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;money&lt;/span&gt; : we pay thousands of dollars a year for school supplies and funds which we do against our own will, but we hope to get sex for the price of movie and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;support&lt;/span&gt; : when it comes to school, everybody is on your side, you've got people recommending stuff to you, people proposing courses to you, people willing to guide throughout the year. who will help you get laid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;false advertising&lt;/span&gt; : when you're gonna apply into poly/jc/ite, they will show you great adverts, making you wanna join it.. and they also look through your picture and your results and poof. ure the right candidate. how many people respond to personal ads thinking they've found the perfect match only to be bitterly disappointed upon meeting them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;safety&lt;/span&gt; : you will apply to every available school you can get your hands too, just so you can get into something and not drown hopelessly.. if the object is to get a job in the future, then any school is better than no school at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how people  make a list of all the school they can/can't/maybe get into?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets make one for the girls :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;UNREALISTIC, BUT WORTH FANTASISING ABOUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- this are the girls you see with loads of bf, once they broke up, there get the next one and they look so good looking like thos pictures of artist/pornstars world wide..&lt;br /&gt;- lesbians&lt;br /&gt;- the best looking ones&lt;br /&gt;- the one that pretends they are the best looking ones&lt;br /&gt;- the bitch&lt;br /&gt;- the sluts&lt;br /&gt;- the stars&lt;br /&gt;- the hotties&lt;br /&gt;- my ex&lt;br /&gt;- your ex&lt;br /&gt;- his scandal&lt;br /&gt;- her lesbian partner&lt;br /&gt;- those older than you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;MORE REALISTIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- everyone else that don't fall on category above&lt;br /&gt;- but most probably you/me won't be interested in this kind cause they are mediocre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;SAFETIES&lt;/span&gt; : incase we need a last minute date lol&lt;br /&gt;- your female best friends :D (no offence ladies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM JUST KIDDING ABOUT THIS... sort off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-8837167082433281141?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/8837167082433281141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=8837167082433281141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8837167082433281141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8837167082433281141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/05/school-and-girls.html' title='school and girls'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-2380304655696598227</id><published>2009-04-30T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:05:15.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ur garbage in is garbage out ? WATAPARK?</title><content type='html'>MUST------FOCUS------ STOP------- STONNING---- O---M---G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK NEW WORLD ORDER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gonna be in the resistence army if this bs happens!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;srsly.. i must stop this outburst&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-2380304655696598227?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/2380304655696598227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=2380304655696598227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2380304655696598227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2380304655696598227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/04/ur-garbage-in-is-garbage-out-watapark.html' title='ur garbage in is garbage out ? WATAPARK?'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-2905453790252241339</id><published>2009-04-29T01:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T01:14:34.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>super buick</title><content type='html'>hello stranger :) can i see you again soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope so :()&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-2905453790252241339?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/2905453790252241339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=2905453790252241339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2905453790252241339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2905453790252241339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/04/super-buick.html' title='super buick'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-1775182562320323994</id><published>2009-04-28T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T01:30:03.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>before i forget</title><content type='html'>Auel Von' Faux&lt;br /&gt;3rd dan&lt;br /&gt;204wins 77losses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loki Von' Faux&lt;br /&gt;TBA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i beg you, burn me away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't become your hero just to fight the life i saved&lt;br /&gt;nor will i give up tomorrow just to lose it all today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i'll try again tomorrow for sure :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-1775182562320323994?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/1775182562320323994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=1775182562320323994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/1775182562320323994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/1775182562320323994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/04/before-i-forget.html' title='before i forget'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-3938249363838604551</id><published>2009-04-26T02:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T02:26:03.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pulse</title><content type='html'>i have been waiting for someone like you, and now you're slipping away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have i done now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-3938249363838604551?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/3938249363838604551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=3938249363838604551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3938249363838604551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3938249363838604551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/04/pulse.html' title='pulse'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-8437712978671323263</id><published>2009-04-22T02:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T02:49:41.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like breathing in sulfur</title><content type='html'>it can either suffocate you or you can embrace it with open arms....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suffocating, hallucinating, day dreaming, wondering, stoning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time - will take it's toll to re-evaluate myself&lt;br /&gt;truth - impaired , can't moderate&lt;br /&gt;tension - escalates myself, i can't tolerate&lt;br /&gt;blind - the only ambition that i can navigate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you feel sometimes we're falling, like we're falling away. i would not blame you....&lt;br /&gt;will we pay the price we pay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corrupted - let the silence penetrates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;echoes - the void now disintegrate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i becoming like this :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck this......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-8437712978671323263?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/8437712978671323263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=8437712978671323263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8437712978671323263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8437712978671323263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/04/like-breathing-in-sulfur.html' title='like breathing in sulfur'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-661895155002753449</id><published>2009-04-18T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T01:08:41.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>equip back sleek base, choose colour, equip wolf :D</title><content type='html'>197w 75l 72% - got the next customization :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does it make me happy? - yES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe everything happens for a reason, either it be fate or destiny, but i think there are more coincidences then anything else that happens here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wished i could have talked with you more.. after picking up that lip gloss.. but i guess some things are really just coincidental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was divinity's creature&lt;br /&gt;that kissed in cold mirrors&lt;br /&gt;a queen of snow&lt;br /&gt;far beyond compare&lt;br /&gt;lips attuned to symmetry&lt;br /&gt;sought her everywhere&lt;br /&gt;dark liquored eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nightmare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if whatever u treasure wants itself to be destroyed, then let it, cause treasures weren't yours to begin with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-661895155002753449?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/661895155002753449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=661895155002753449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/661895155002753449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/661895155002753449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/04/equip-back-sleek-base-choose-colour.html' title='equip back sleek base, choose colour, equip wolf :D'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-4326360548264757714</id><published>2009-04-15T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:06:50.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>dear earth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard some prediction, assumption, speculation, rumors , attempt of you going to end.. why is that so dear earth? is something bothering you? are u feeling sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because of the pollutions that we humans are making every single day? is it making you sick? that is why you are dying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or is it because of the on going wars in the country? the killings the explosions and destruction of your soil making you feel sick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or because of the the way us humans are treating one another, with racism and discrimination making you sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i heard that in 2012, you are going to be blown up? and also aliens from the planet nibiru is going to come to earth and end us all, and also there is the prediction that mother nature will hail us with destructions everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the blowing up part is kinda stupid since, well, u could just simply do it now haha , don't have to wait till your sister and brother planets to align together with you to blow yourself up, it will just make them sad D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about aliens from the other planet, scientist said that the  planet has same intelligence as us here, but if it was true, why can't we see it in space? if it is too far too be seen, would'nt it be too cold for the living creatures there to survive since they are the same intelligence as us thn they can't survive minus 0 temperature, can they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any way, even if they do come here, i don't think it's that hard for them to defeat us, since we are already killing ourself with wars here, :D making things easier for the enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about mother nature taking a piss at us all, i think we deserve it... after all we did to her anyways so yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dearest earth, i can't wait till 2012 happens.. and hopefully i'll make it to 2013 to see when else you are gonna have another predicament that you are gonna , how do they say it this days, SNUFFed it.. till then :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ps : if the world is gonna end in 2012.. i'll make a list of 10 things i wanna do before, WE SNUFFED IT hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in no particular order :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 . learn playing the turntables&lt;br /&gt;2 . ask for forgiveness to everyone i've ever done wrong to&lt;br /&gt;3 . perform together with slipknot!!&lt;br /&gt;4 . meet sharon den adel in real life&lt;br /&gt;5 . find my true love XD&lt;br /&gt;6 . do that thing with person mentioned in number 5&lt;br /&gt;7 . smoke weed&lt;br /&gt;8 . hijack a plane&lt;br /&gt;9 . learn kick boxing&lt;br /&gt;10 . go to space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i guessed i've spoken enough today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7155247978830304613-4326360548264757714?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/4326360548264757714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=4326360548264757714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/4326360548264757714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/4326360548264757714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/04/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-4189712895584607425</id><published>2009-04-12T00:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:48:10.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>qwertyuiopasdfghjklzxcvbnm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played game the whole day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreading for sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still sick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babysit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played arcade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;targeted to quest all the way till sat :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreading for sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recovered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant remember what i did :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreading for sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played arcade..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally broke.... OMG!! NOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreading for sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arcade!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made new friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone turned pro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;von'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blablabla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, dreading sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babysit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky those aren't my kids &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreading sunday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreading next sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;it feels good when u have smth to look forward to even though u're dreading it :P&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;work in 9hrs time and i'm not gonna sleep, gonna play psp later... yea im hopping i'll sleep on the job and get fired but that's just wishful thinking :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been kinda depressed lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i finally found the reason.. yay me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to listen to aquarius again :D..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;dragunov? bryan? anna?&lt;br /&gt;stick to steve???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^&lt;br /&gt;^&lt;br /&gt;^&lt;br /&gt;^&lt;br /&gt;^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED ANSWERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7155247978830304613-4189712895584607425?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/4189712895584607425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=4189712895584607425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/4189712895584607425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/4189712895584607425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/04/qwertyuiopasdfghjklzxcvbnm.html' title='qwertyuiopasdfghjklzxcvbnm'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-881222487752966965</id><published>2009-04-10T10:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T10:42:51.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a few seconds away from everyone&lt;br /&gt;From everything&lt;br /&gt;Just a few seconds away&lt;br /&gt;A second of your time and an inch of my own space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence&lt;br /&gt;Quiet&lt;br /&gt;Need a little peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;After all this&lt;br /&gt;After all that you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut it up&lt;br /&gt;Zip it&lt;br /&gt;I need a little time to think&lt;br /&gt;Without all this&lt;br /&gt;Without all that you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it&lt;br /&gt;Don't want it&lt;br /&gt;Think I'll just go away&lt;br /&gt;Away from here&lt;br /&gt;From you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time out&lt;br /&gt;Walk it off&lt;br /&gt;Think I need to throw a flag&lt;br /&gt;Just a little break from the games that you play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat it up&lt;br /&gt;Whip it out&lt;br /&gt;Top it with a little scream&lt;br /&gt;All that you are&lt;br /&gt;For all that you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crush it all&lt;br /&gt;Kill it&lt;br /&gt;Calling out my enemy&lt;br /&gt;Don't want anything&lt;br /&gt;I want nothing from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dry it up&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;Turn around and walk away&lt;br /&gt;Cry your tears&lt;br /&gt;Pussy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lift it up&lt;br /&gt;Destroy it&lt;br /&gt;Build it up to tear it down&lt;br /&gt;All the little things that make me run away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop talking&lt;br /&gt;Stop bothering me&lt;br /&gt;Just walk away&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a life too&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of you&lt;br /&gt;Feel like screaming&lt;br /&gt;So go the fuck away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few seconds away from everyone&lt;br /&gt;From everything&lt;br /&gt;Just a few seconds away&lt;br /&gt;All I want from all of you&lt;br /&gt;Just a few seconds away&lt;br /&gt;Away from this&lt;br /&gt;It's never ending&lt;br /&gt;Just a few seconds away&lt;br /&gt;A second of your time and an inch of my own space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am agent &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;peach&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-881222487752966965?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-1273684198712251687</id><published>2009-04-06T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T16:38:07.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>while walking to work in the morning.. this convo took place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;him : every morning this place always crowded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;me : yea haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;him : all going to sentosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;me : yea, all go there to have picnic with their frends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;him : yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;me : we will never have this kind of stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;him : haha why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;me : cause we always busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;him : haha yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;me : and if we are not busy with things, we are busy fighting right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;him : yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;people change... why can't i? i want to change... anytime soon would be greatly appreciated :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-8597828532607572931</id><published>2009-04-03T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:11:55.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unlucky.. lucky.. just?</title><content type='html'>hospital??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broke specs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met eunice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;183w 64l 1st dan ------- 189w 66l 3rd dan :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;golden azazel = 20k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dutch ladies XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-8597828532607572931?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/8597828532607572931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=8597828532607572931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8597828532607572931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8597828532607572931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/04/unlucky-lucky-just.html' title='unlucky.. lucky.. just?'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-6198586010381475494</id><published>2009-04-01T00:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:18:48.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for ______</title><content type='html'>A fit and perfect stitch of foreign parts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose beauty fostered poets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose laugh like silver bells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thawed your bitter winter from my path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose hair spun onyx is run with gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her rouge lips smack of dark blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name in whisper rolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever on my tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lest her memory dissolve&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-6198586010381475494?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/6198586010381475494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=6198586010381475494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/6198586010381475494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/6198586010381475494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/04/for.html' title='for ______'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-3538009894239200874</id><published>2009-03-30T03:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T03:23:36.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think i lost it... sob..</title><content type='html'>4 hrs of sleep this time round... wowowowowowowowowow high on caffeine haaajhhbasfvdkvas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;religious debates, fucking hate it.. burn in hell all u preachers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;library! i saw more ass babey!! wooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw had 12 cups of nescafe :P.... BECAUSE I CAN MUDERPARKER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around in circles....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now if only i can figure out what those things are that keep staring at me everytime i notice thm staring at me... what are they??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll find out tmr.. oh wait.. its tmr alr.. tmr tmr? *1000brain cells dies*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-3538009894239200874?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/3538009894239200874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=3538009894239200874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3538009894239200874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3538009894239200874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-think-i-lost-it-sob.html' title='i think i lost it... sob..'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-6846475995520066355</id><published>2009-03-29T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:30:19.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 hrs of slp isint enough for me on a holiday!!</title><content type='html'>&gt;:[]  &lt;look&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk outside with 2 handphones.. cause i can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a ring.. cause i can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt switch off com while outside.. CAUSE I CAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot to bathe... cause i.. err.. okay.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;achieved my 2year goal!!! :( FUCK! NOW WHAT AM I SUPPOSE TO DO ONLINE!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;www.xxxbabexxx.com lololol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-.-!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMYFUCKINGODTHISONGISKILLINGMEBUTICANTSTOPLISTENINGTOIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell how would you react if the song is about the girl fucking touching you all around!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:[)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea take that mother fucker! why? CAUSE I CAN!!&lt;br /&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/7155247978830304613-6846475995520066355?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/6846475995520066355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=6846475995520066355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/6846475995520066355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/6846475995520066355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/03/7-hrs-of-slp-isint-enough-for-me-on.html' title='7 hrs of slp isint enough for me on a holiday!!'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-5141736731409234584</id><published>2009-03-27T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:04:46.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have no clue what happend..</title><content type='html'>WHATHEFUCKHAPPENTOMYSONG??? MUDDAPARKER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zombie&lt;br /&gt;the show&lt;br /&gt;12hundred&lt;br /&gt;mp3 jammed..&lt;br /&gt;smelly kids in the bus causing ruckus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;win,win,win,lose,win,win,win,lose,win... still 1st dan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bird eating human spit on the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;900k to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why only that one motherfuckingasshole has to start it... if that one person just, ARRRGGHHHHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some stuff i encountered today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it can be anybody, can look like anything at all, anyone at all, you can never tell, like other people, they look like human beings..&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/7155247978830304613-5141736731409234584?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/5141736731409234584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=5141736731409234584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5141736731409234584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5141736731409234584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-no-clue-what-happend.html' title='i have no clue what happend..'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-347551017477860891</id><published>2009-03-26T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T16:12:17.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm ok..</title><content type='html'>MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up. switched on pc, can't, called hp, pc spoil.. great.. received sms, kicked from band...&lt;br /&gt;at nite.. went library, borrow books, go up to arcade, was playing alone till this dumbassninabitch came and his gay dude vs me, used asuka, parried him once.. lost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first text.. meet at 1.. second text.. meet at 5..&lt;br /&gt;time : 5:30 -- me &gt; at home slping :)&lt;br /&gt;can't sleep, watched mtv until 3am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out.. played lan.. yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repairdude came, fixed com.. everything has to be re- downloaded.. great.. its like a new com only it isint..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is soo epic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: first normal post in history of my first normal posts..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-347551017477860891?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/347551017477860891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=347551017477860891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/347551017477860891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/347551017477860891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmm-ok.html' title='hmm ok..'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-4502263773367260646</id><published>2009-03-22T22:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T23:10:55.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why?</title><content type='html'>... is everything so gray?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... is everything so strange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... is everything so thrown together by mistake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... is everything so insincere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... is everything so out of sight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... is everything so wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... does everything seems so wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... is everything look drawn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... is everything seems like it don't belong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... did everything go bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... did everything fall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... did everything just decay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... did everything lose its purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... did everything come back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... did everything relapse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... did everyone learn their lessons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... is everything a lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... is everything your lies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... is everything a sign?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... is everything always one sided?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... does everything depends on which side i'm on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... never?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... isin't there an answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... don't i need an answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't want to know why...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-4502263773367260646?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/4502263773367260646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=4502263773367260646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/4502263773367260646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/4502263773367260646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/03/why.html' title='why?'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-3538252684132467630</id><published>2009-03-17T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T01:38:09.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am a dominant gene!&lt;br /&gt;live as I die,&lt;br /&gt;Never say forever 'cause forever's a lie&lt;br /&gt;The story changes but the ending will bore you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to tell you but you simply obeyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn't listen so they threw you away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all you do is talk&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hear your bullshit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is where it begins....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where it ends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They called us a dead generation!&lt;br /&gt;They told us that we wouldn't survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see we're all plenty alive&lt;br /&gt;Let's see you say that shit to our face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... some stuff to tell people about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*anyone reading this please don't be offended, it only refers to you people only, not to them :)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, don't get offended all u fucking ARGHH!!&lt;br /&gt;What a skeletal wreck of man this is,Translucent flesh and feeble bones&lt;br /&gt;The kind of temple where the whores and villains try to tempt the holistic tones&lt;br /&gt;Running rampant with free thought to free form, in the free in the clear&lt;br /&gt;And the matters at hand are shelled out like lint at a laundry mat to sift and focus&lt;br /&gt;On the bigger...better...now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have a little sin that needs venting&lt;br /&gt;Virtues for the rending and laws and systems and stems that riff from the branches of office&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what your post entails?&lt;br /&gt;Do you serve a purpose?&lt;br /&gt;or purposely serve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of us there is always sunday&lt;br /&gt;The day of the week that reeks of rest but all we do is catch our breaths&lt;br /&gt;So we can wade naked into the bloody pool&lt;br /&gt;And place our hand on that board&lt;br /&gt;To watch the knives zig zag between our aching fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vacation is a countdown&lt;br /&gt;T-minus your life and counting&lt;br /&gt;Time to drag your tongue across that grain of sugar and hope you get a taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is all this for?  What the hells going on? Don't get it? cause you're too much a dumbass? I could go on and on, but lets move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall WE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say, you're me and I'm you.... and they all watch the things we do&lt;br /&gt;And like a smack of spite they threw me down the stairs&lt;br /&gt;WOW!&lt;br /&gt;The great magnet of malicious magnanimous refuse&lt;br /&gt;Let me go and plunge me into the dead spot again haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is where you go when there is no one else around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just you, and there was never anyone to begin with, now was there?&lt;br /&gt;Right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanctimonious pretentious dastardly bastards with there thumb on the pulse and a finger on the trigger... (yea i look up the dictionary..(: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it's classified secret??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classified my ass, that's a fucking secret and you know it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like ice but no pick,&lt;br /&gt;a murder charge that wont stick&lt;br /&gt;Its like a whole other world where you can smell the food but you cant touch the silverware ...what luck&lt;br /&gt;Fascism you can vote for...isn't that sweet (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And were all gonna die some day, cause that is 'fated'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that time comes, say a prayer, say a phrase, get yourself together and... you know hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See whats happening??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry, i could go on and on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You!! *person reading this* are a nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An accident! forget the freak&lt;br /&gt;YOU are just nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just give up.. no really... give up... nothing more to hope, desire, detest, wish, whatever for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya for those of you who thinks this is about you.. just remember, its about ME nothing about you.. fucking self centered bastards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOODLES :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-3538252684132467630?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/3538252684132467630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=3538252684132467630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3538252684132467630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3538252684132467630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-dominant-gene-live-as-i-die-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-2964014742236783494</id><published>2009-03-15T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T02:11:23.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once.. i had a dream..</title><content type='html'>This one came from looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one opened twice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two seem as smooth as silk, flushed against my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one needed stitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one came from rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one isn't even there, but I feel it more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one had it coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one found a vein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was an accident, but never gave me pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one you can't see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one had me scared to death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was the first one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one had not cured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one here I like to rub on dark and stormy nights :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was the last one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the memories are not dead, they are just scars now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-2964014742236783494?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/2964014742236783494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=2964014742236783494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2964014742236783494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2964014742236783494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/03/once-i-had-dream.html' title='once.. i had a dream..'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-8577924718550477400</id><published>2009-03-13T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T21:38:51.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>172wins 62losses AND STILL NO RANK UP!!! FUCKING HELL...</title><content type='html'>as the title says... I'M PISSED!!! well not really, just wanna attract attention..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.... my life has gone back to its thrilling and exciting phase that i have no choice but to go back into regular normal posts without the usual subliminal messages..... O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................&lt;br /&gt;.................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...................................................&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............................................&lt;br /&gt;....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by alwee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSANE!! am i the only one with a brain?, i'm hearing voices but all they do is complain, how many times have you wanted to kill? everything and everyone says you'll do it but never will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going crazy yes yes yes yes yes ye yes yes yes yes yes yes yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya!! i've finally finished all of it.. all 8 parts.. all done.. everything has been completed... ALL I NEED IS THE TITILES DAMMIT!!! I DONT HAVE NO TITLE!!! ARGGGHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current playist in my song list :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sulfur - slipknot&lt;br /&gt;my immortal - evanescence&lt;br /&gt;unwinding cable car - anberlin&lt;br /&gt;happy? - mudvayne&lt;br /&gt;dead memories - slipknot&lt;br /&gt;bye bye beautiful - nightwish&lt;br /&gt;when it rains - paramore&lt;br /&gt;shit i forget - takes handphone&lt;br /&gt;btw thats not a song - alwee&lt;br /&gt;lol - abbrevation&lt;br /&gt;-.- - emote&lt;br /&gt;ok - short for okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R.E - at the time of post made, alwee was actually in his room reading a book, i of course am not him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok seriously im just bullshitting now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whats with the bold word!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-8577924718550477400?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/8577924718550477400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=8577924718550477400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8577924718550477400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8577924718550477400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/03/172wins-62losses-and-still-no-rank-up.html' title='172wins 62losses AND STILL NO RANK UP!!! FUCKING HELL...'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-7806408789555229884</id><published>2009-03-11T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T15:17:26.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uncyclopedia ----- wow</title><content type='html'>found this article, fucking funny.. even though they were dissing my fave band..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from uncyclopedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0 Sid- Turntables: That's right, you read that correctly. Turntables in a heavy metal band. Why? Because they can, mother fuckers! Sid's masks have gone from a gas mask, to a skull, to Mr Roboto. Why? Because he can, mother fucker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Joey Jordison- Lead Drums: Joey Joridson's total lack of drumming ability led to the addition of two more drummers to cover up his bad drumming. In a rare moment of slipknot empathy, the band was too nice to tell Joey to leave, and kept him on anyway. His mask is a kabuki mask and we're told it's very scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Paul The Pig- Bass: Paul started out as a pig, then a chipmunk, then this dog thing. Why the obsession with animals? It's what he eats for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Chris Fehn- Backup Drums, Backup Growls: Chris was the third drummer to join the band because dammit, two just aren't enough; his other job is to "sing" backup for Corey, so in theory, he could leave the band and it probably wouldn't make much of a difference at all. He is the only member of Slipknot who does not wear a mask, as no mask in existence could fit over his dildo-like &lt;a href="http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/index.php?title=Pinocchio&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1" class="new" title="Pinocchio (not yet written)" rel="nofollow"&gt;Pinocchio&lt;/a&gt; nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Jim Root- Noise Guitar: Jim Root was the only member whose mask got less scary over time, going from this angry big chin thing, to his real face. He wears tight jeans because he is unaware of who the fan base contains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Silent "133" Bob aka Spiky Guy- Head Bobs, Button Pushing: Nobody really knows what Silent Bob does at their shows, or even if he's even a real member of the band. He's always there in the back, head bangin' away behind some sort of pedestal. It looks cool, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Clown- Backup Drums, Backup Screams, Baseball Bat, &lt;a href="http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/Sex" title="Sex"&gt;Sex&lt;/a&gt; with the Stage Props: Clown is completely unpredictable. He'll get into fights with anyone for any reason, so long as there is money involved afterward, and he'll bang on anything with in reach. He can do anything except play music. His masks themselves have suffered massive head-wounds doing God knows what after the shows. Ironically, he's the only member of the band classy enough to wear a tie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Seven- Thrash Guitar, Kick-ass Beard: This is a man obsessed with the number seven. Maybe it's because it's the number of dirty words you're not allowed to say on &lt;a href="http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/TV" class="mw-redirect" title="TV"&gt;TV&lt;/a&gt;.  He likes to bend over when he plays, because he'll never be happy unless he's in constant back pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Corey- Lead Screams: He! is a world before he is a man. He! was a creature before he could stand. He! Will Remember before he forgets. BEFORE HE FORGETS THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt; Discography &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Singles&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wait, Wait, Wait, and Wait Some More - 1998 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spit it in - 1999 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...Baby, One More Time - 2000 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Cuddly Anthem - 2001 (This song was banned from Columbia because of 9/11) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amazing Grace - 2001 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After I Remember - 2003 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;AAAA! - 2003 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Insanely Social - 2009 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All Girls are GONE!!! - 2010 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Love You - 2036 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;... gotta love slipknot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-7806408789555229884?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/7806408789555229884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=7806408789555229884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7806408789555229884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7806408789555229884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/03/uncyclopedia-wow.html' title='uncyclopedia ----- wow'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-8529124713361160903</id><published>2009-03-09T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T00:23:23.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a tRIP to town..</title><content type='html'>seriously... i can't go there, too much people... gaaah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;times like this i wish situations like those movies/games where people turn into mindless zombies and only a few of the 'normal' ones have to fend for themselves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first i'll have to find an infection that can spread by air/touch/blood/human fluid which has no cure.. or maybe a cure.. no idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my brain is losing it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading political stuff really scares the shit outta me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;war erupting everywhere, dammit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while people in singapore whine about not having the latest 'in' things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's the world now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward for 2012 *know what i mean*&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i even preaching?&lt;br /&gt;its not like anyone's gonna come here n read this bullshit..&lt;br /&gt;-.- wow... im going mental..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson of the day : a trip to town makes people insane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now if only i can turn into those mindless teenager zombies... 'ME WAN NEW MUSIC PLAYER PLOX'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PARK Q!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-8529124713361160903?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/8529124713361160903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=8529124713361160903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8529124713361160903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8529124713361160903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/03/trip-to-town.html' title='a tRIP to town..'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-2704765654472958885</id><published>2009-03-04T23:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T00:12:02.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>left for dead.. (yes the game dammit)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In this hole&lt;br /&gt;That is me&lt;br /&gt;The dead are rolling over&lt;br /&gt;In this hole&lt;br /&gt;Thickening&lt;br /&gt;Dirt shoveled over shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel it in me&lt;br /&gt;So overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this pressured center rising&lt;br /&gt;My life overturned&lt;br /&gt;Unfair the despair&lt;br /&gt;All these scars keep ripping open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this hole&lt;br /&gt;That is me&lt;br /&gt;A life that's growing feeble&lt;br /&gt;In this hole&lt;br /&gt;So limiting&lt;br /&gt;The sun has set; all darkens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buried underneath&lt;br /&gt;Hands slip off the wheel&lt;br /&gt;Internal path-way to contention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peel me from the skin&lt;br /&gt;Tear me from the rind&lt;br /&gt;Does it make you happy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tear me from the bone&lt;br /&gt;Tear me from myself&lt;br /&gt;Are you feeling happy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you feeling happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this hole&lt;br /&gt;That is me&lt;br /&gt;Left with a heart exhausted&lt;br /&gt;Whats my release??&lt;br /&gt;What sets me free?&lt;br /&gt;Do you pull me up just to push me down again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just play the game..&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&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/7155247978830304613-2704765654472958885?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/2704765654472958885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=2704765654472958885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2704765654472958885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2704765654472958885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/03/left-for-dead-yes-game-dammit.html' title='left for dead.. (yes the game dammit)'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-5824166786104616849</id><published>2009-02-27T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T23:52:26.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anti - hero</title><content type='html'>i need a minute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to elaborate for everyone, the everyday bullshit things that you have done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your impossible ego fuck, is like a megalomanical tab on my tongue&lt;br /&gt;you fucking touch me, i will rip you apart, i'll reach in and take a bite of that shit you call a heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i don't care anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind being ogled, ridiculed, even made to feel minuscule..&lt;br /&gt;cause if you consider the source, its kinda pitiful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing you really know about me is.... that's all you'll ever know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; color: black; font-family: Verdana;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gently, my mind escapes into the relaxing&lt;br /&gt;world of pleasure, a pleasure that'll take&lt;br /&gt;my mind off the reality of my life,&lt;br /&gt;my past life... life as I know it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whatever may come, it slowly&lt;br /&gt;disappears to somewhere in the back&lt;br /&gt;of my mind. It will remain there,&lt;br /&gt;until I wish to retrieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will stay here for a while,&lt;br /&gt;for I need the break. A break from the&lt;br /&gt;pressures of life, and everything&lt;br /&gt;that lays in the palm of life's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mode is incredible. It's out of&lt;br /&gt;this world. Too bad I must always leave it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;... but that's life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i close my eyes... i feel it all slipping away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-5824166786104616849?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/5824166786104616849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=5824166786104616849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5824166786104616849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5824166786104616849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/02/anti-hero.html' title='anti - hero'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-5936877111284844647</id><published>2009-02-23T01:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T01:35:16.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my nameless..</title><content type='html'>Pathetic - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;benign!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept it - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;undermined!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your opinion - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my justification!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;safe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Servant - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;caged!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malice - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;heart of weakness!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No toleration invade - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;committed!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enraged - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;admit it!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't condescend - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;don't even disagree!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decide - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;decay!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappoint - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;delay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You suffered then,  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;now suffer unto me!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obsession, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;take another look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;every chance you took&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Decide, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;you live with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or give up? - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;any thought you want to be free?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Don't go.....&lt;/span&gt; I never wanted any body more then I wanted you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I know.....&lt;/span&gt; the only thing I ever really loved, was hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone?&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; NO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;YES!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;FALL!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;MINE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody?&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; TELL ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;LET ANYBODY HAVE YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obey! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just trust, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worship! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live for! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be grateful! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be honest! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be precious! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be mine! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;JUST LOVE ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possession - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;feed my only vice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confession - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i wont tell you twice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decide - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;either die for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or give up - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;any thought you want to be free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now? now? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;now what??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay inside the hole, let me take control - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Dominate!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were nothing more, you were something less - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;innocent!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something has to give - something has to break - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;omnipresent!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers on your skin, let me savage in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU DESERVE IT!!&lt;br /&gt;definitely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're mine &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;you are you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're mine &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;yes you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU'RE MINE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;yea right... sheesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7155247978830304613-5936877111284844647?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/5936877111284844647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=5936877111284844647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5936877111284844647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5936877111284844647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-nameless.html' title='my nameless..'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-2720709321254719524</id><published>2009-02-20T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:19:45.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; Name: Alwee&lt;br /&gt;  Date: 2/20/2009&lt;br /&gt;  Colorgenics Number: 57034216&lt;/p&gt; &lt;hr /&gt;       &lt;p&gt;         &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are feeling really miserable at this time and you'd like to form a relationship with someone with whom you could really communicate. At the same time, whoever it may be, that special 'someone' must not conflict with your own belief system or ideals. This makes for tough going - but it would seem that the situation is only transitory. It will soon pass.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You are experiencing considerable difficulty trying to achieve your goals. As a consequence of this you are becoming more and more irritable. Your friends and acquaintances are finding it increasingly more difficult to appease or to reason with you. You are the cause of your own problems. Don't be so impulsive. It is your vacillation that can lead to problems and uncertainties. Ease up a little.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At times one is burdened with more than one's fair share of problems and this would appear to be your situation at present. But you are adamant - you know what you wish to achieve - and by giving a little and taking a little you may well find that the realization of your dreams could become a reality.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You feel that you must have co-operation from those close to you before the existing stressful situation can be improved. You feel that no-one understands you and this lack of understanding and appreciation makes you feel completely isolated. You need that feeling of security and would like to get away from what you now consider depressing shackles. You have that need to re-establish your own individuality but your sensual self-restraint makes it difficult for you to let go - to open up, but the way that you are feeling at this time makes you feel that 'Enough is enough' and you are prepared to give in. This disturbs you as you feel that this attitude is an obvious sign of weakness - an attitude to be overcome and so in spite of this situation you feel that in order to assert your own individuality you need to continue to practice self-restraint.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You are greatly impressed by individuality and have interest in people who have outstanding qualities. You try to imitate those people that you admire and their characteristics, hoping that you will be able to display similar qualities in your own personality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-2720709321254719524?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/2720709321254719524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=2720709321254719524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2720709321254719524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2720709321254719524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/02/name-alwee-date-2202009-colorgenics.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-4196474268910459051</id><published>2009-02-20T16:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T16:18:46.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bones in the water and dust in my lungs&lt;br /&gt;Absorbing archaic like a sponge&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate way is the way you control&lt;br /&gt;But can you stay if you detach your soul&lt;br /&gt;Bury the present and squeeze out the past&lt;br /&gt;The ones you endear to never last&lt;br /&gt;Chemical burns and the animalistic&lt;br /&gt;I'm just another hard line psuedo - statistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel this?&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to feel this&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood on the paper and skin on my teeth&lt;br /&gt;Trying to commit to what's beneath&lt;br /&gt;To find the time is to lose the momentum&lt;br /&gt;You learn the lessons and immediately forget them&lt;br /&gt;Automatic and out of my reach&lt;br /&gt;Consult all the waste to find the key&lt;br /&gt;Minimal life and the polysyllabic&lt;br /&gt;I'm just another blank page - push the button, pull the rage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel this?&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to feel this&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am all, but what am I?&lt;br /&gt;Another number that isn't equal to any of you&lt;br /&gt;I control, but I comply&lt;br /&gt;Pick me apart, then pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;I'm uneven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the damaged one All my life and the damage done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-4196474268910459051?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/4196474268910459051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=4196474268910459051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/4196474268910459051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/4196474268910459051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/02/bones-in-water-and-dust-in-my-lungs.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-8030861790531308971</id><published>2009-02-18T23:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:31:01.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wish I was too dead to cry &lt;br /&gt;My self-affliction fades &lt;br /&gt;Stones to throw at my creator &lt;br /&gt;Masochists to which I cater &lt;br /&gt;You don't need to bother; &lt;br /&gt;I don't need to be &lt;br /&gt;I'll keep slipping farther &lt;br /&gt;But once I hold on, &lt;br /&gt;I won't let go 'til it bleeds &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I was too dead to care &lt;br /&gt;If indeed I cared at all &lt;br /&gt;Never had a voice to protest &lt;br /&gt;So you fed me shit to digest &lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a reason; &lt;br /&gt;my flaws are open season &lt;br /&gt;For this, I gave up trying &lt;br /&gt;One good turn deserves my dying &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to bother; &lt;br /&gt;I don't need to be &lt;br /&gt;I'll keep slipping farther &lt;br /&gt;But once I hold on, &lt;br /&gt;I won't let go 'til it bleeds &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I'd died instead of lived &lt;br /&gt;A zombie hides my face &lt;br /&gt;Shell forgotten &lt;br /&gt;with its memories &lt;br /&gt;Diaries left &lt;br /&gt;with cryptic entries &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you don't need to bother; &lt;br /&gt;I don't need to be &lt;br /&gt;I'll keep slipping farther &lt;br /&gt;But once I hold on, &lt;br /&gt;I won't let go 'til it bleeds &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to bother; &lt;br /&gt;I don't need to be &lt;br /&gt;I'll keep slipping farther &lt;br /&gt;But once I hold on: &lt;br /&gt;I'll never live down my deceit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-8030861790531308971?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/8030861790531308971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=8030861790531308971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8030861790531308971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8030861790531308971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/02/wish-i-was-too-dead-to-cry-my-self.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-3738892057608074690</id><published>2009-02-15T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:58:22.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How does it feel to be locked inside another dream, that never had a chance of being realized?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've scream until my veins collapsed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now all i do is live with so much fate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; it just never ends, it just, works its way around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was the sun&lt;br /&gt;Shining upon the tomb of his hopes and dreams so frail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while he was the moon, painting her,&lt;br /&gt;with it's glow so vulnerable and pale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was also the wind, carrying all the troubles and fears, which he will have to try and forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he will be the fire, restless and wild&lt;br /&gt;and which she will be the moth, that burns in it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;she is everything and more, the solemn hypnotic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though love is the only thing separating me from you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&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/7155247978830304613-3738892057608074690?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-3143604147313298436</id><published>2009-02-12T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:22:17.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;...I never told you&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;...I never tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we shed these bitter skins again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All...................... the reasons come to life&lt;br /&gt;But now..... it's over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's over, over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I..... don't know why.....&lt;br /&gt;......You never asked me....&lt;br /&gt;...And I don't know why.....&lt;br /&gt;You never cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we hide these little sins again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now it's over&lt;br /&gt;Now it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-3143604147313298436?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/3143604147313298436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=3143604147313298436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3143604147313298436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3143604147313298436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-know-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-7151176827988087573</id><published>2009-02-07T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T00:29:39.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter IV</title><content type='html'>yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all your lies are coming true!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is just a killing field.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna suffer for the rest of my life, but i will always find a way to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cause i'm a sinner to most but a sage to some!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake and defenseless lie..&lt;br /&gt;..i tried to tell you first...&lt;br /&gt;....hurtful lies are giving out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you asked me, to love you and I did&lt;br /&gt;traded my emotions for a contract to commit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of my ability to feel denial&lt;br /&gt;I walk away from everything with just a smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO AHEAD AND DISAGREE, I'M GIVING UP AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather feel pain than try to fit with you anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;free my severed heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you want it all but you didn't want me&lt;br /&gt;Hypocrite with no real use - I'm alive: what's your excuse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't control, or restrain, things i do not understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bury all your secrets in my skin&lt;br /&gt;Come away with innocence&lt;br /&gt;And leave me with my sins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're the problem but we're also the solution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my only consolation is a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i won't let it build up inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'til we die...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-7151176827988087573?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/7151176827988087573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=7151176827988087573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7151176827988087573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7151176827988087573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/02/chapter-iv.html' title='Chapter IV'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-2873542858898921141</id><published>2009-02-05T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T17:15:48.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ThE sUbLiMiNaL vErSeS</title><content type='html'>I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;...I never told you&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;...I never tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the reasons&lt;br /&gt;Have to die...&lt;br /&gt;But now it's over&lt;br /&gt;Now it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am all, but what am I?&lt;br /&gt;Another number that isn't equal to any of you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason that you love me is that&lt;br /&gt;I'm hated by all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've left behind this little fact&lt;br /&gt;You cannot kill what you did not create&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think I'll make it through tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I wanted were things I had before&lt;br /&gt;All that I needed I never needed more&lt;br /&gt;All of my questions are answers to my sins&lt;br /&gt;All of my endings are waiting to begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(What is wrong with this??...Manipulation??...Violence and Chaotic) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is everything and more... The solemn hypnotic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you understand? do you? DO YOU?   &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Say it again!! say it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fray the strings&lt;br /&gt;Throw the shapes&lt;br /&gt;Hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;Listen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i won't let it build up inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SHE ISIN'T REAL&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I CAN'T MAKE HER REAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't go!!! I never wanted any body more then you&lt;br /&gt;I know -  the only thing I ever really loved, was hurting you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(shh, wait, shh, no, wait, wait, no, shh, wait, wait, not yet, no, wait, wait)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd die right next to you in the end....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wee too feel alone.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-2873542858898921141?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/2873542858898921141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=2873542858898921141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2873542858898921141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2873542858898921141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/02/subliminal-verses.html' title='ThE sUbLiMiNaL vErSeS'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-3033635316552581650</id><published>2009-02-04T16:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T20:57:12.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aarrghh death death death!!!!</title><content type='html'>here we go again MOTHER FUCKERS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it never stops - you can never be everything to anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noises, noises, people make noises when their sick, nothing to do except hold on to nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;NO ONE IS SAFE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm just a bastard but at least i admit it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you're wrong, fucked and overrated, i think i'm gonna be sick and its your fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is so completely sure of what we are&lt;br /&gt;Everybody defames from miles away&lt;br /&gt;But face to face, they haven't got a thing to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind escapes into the relaxing world of pleasure..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my friends have pictures made to make you cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too tragic to stay with you, too static to try for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are the anti-cancer&lt;br /&gt;we are the only answer&lt;br /&gt;Stripped down, we want you dead&lt;br /&gt;But whats inside of me, you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;we are bipolar gods&lt;br /&gt;we are you know what we are&lt;br /&gt;My life was always shit&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think I need this anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keeping myself alive...&lt;br /&gt;through your empathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN'T TAKE MY SOUL AWAY FROM ME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took a life worth living and made it worth a mockery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Relax... it's over, you belong to me&lt;br /&gt;I fill your mouth with dirt&lt;br /&gt;Relax... it's over, you can never leave&lt;br /&gt;I take your second digit with me ... Love...&lt;br /&gt;You are... my first, I can barely breathe&lt;br /&gt;I find you fascinating&lt;br /&gt;You are... my favorite, lay you down to sleep&lt;br /&gt;It's all that I can do to stop...&lt;br /&gt;Love...&lt;br /&gt;So blue... so broken, paper doll decays&lt;br /&gt;I haven't left you yet&lt;br /&gt;So cold... subversive, your eyes are full of bleach&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I will go away again... Love..&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE MINE, YOU WILL ALWAYS BE MINE&lt;br /&gt;I CAN TEAR YOU APART&lt;br /&gt;I CAN RECOMBINE YOU&lt;br /&gt;ALL I WANT IS TO COVET YOU&lt;br /&gt;YOU BELONG TO ME&lt;br /&gt;I WILL KILL YOU TO LOVE YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-3033635316552581650?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/3033635316552581650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=3033635316552581650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3033635316552581650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3033635316552581650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/02/aarrghh-death-death-death.html' title='aarrghh death death death!!!!'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-7523261217965319128</id><published>2009-02-03T11:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T11:38:10.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quotas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the whole thing i think is sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can handle anything, even if i can't handle you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm hearing voices but all they do is complain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you haven't learned a thing, i haven't change a thing, the flesh was in my bones, the pain was always free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am the very disease you pretend to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since you never gave a damn in the first place, maybe it's time you had the tables turned, cause in the interest of all involved i got the problem solved and the verdict is guilty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tearing myself apart, from the things that makes me hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lay as though she were in a trance,&lt;br /&gt;With her long eyelashes fluttering like she was dreaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you all stare, but you'll never see, there's something inside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not ashamed, what is vital, isn't always humane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't help myself , i just took you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember, i don't understand, is it malice that makes you this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm nothing more short of being one complete catastrophe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every reason is a right to hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the candied heart that i select, she said don't hesitate, just do what you have to do to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet the man that made me, greet the can i came from oh the fucking sacred heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-7523261217965319128?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/7523261217965319128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=7523261217965319128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7523261217965319128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7523261217965319128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/02/quotas.html' title='quotas...'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-5310131620110268835</id><published>2009-02-01T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:15:39.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i took a certain online test today, which is about some things i can't remember, so hmm yea, this is like the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: others see you as sensible, cautious, careful and practical. they see you as clever, gifted, or talented, but modest. not a person who makes friends too quickly or easily, but someone who's extremely loyal to friends you do make and who expect the same loyalty in return. those who really get to know you, realize it takes a lot to shake your trust in your friends, but equally that it takes you a long time to get over if that trust is ever broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know if its true or not, just something i think might be interesting to know about lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i'll digress now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always find love story to be really straightforward..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy likes girl, vice versa. then , either one of this ending will occur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy and girl live happily ever after&lt;br /&gt;guy died, girl lived&lt;br /&gt;girl died, guy emo&lt;br /&gt;girl died, guy died&lt;br /&gt;guy died, girl died&lt;br /&gt;both broke up never to see each other again&lt;br /&gt;guy runs to another girl&lt;br /&gt;girl runs to another guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty much these are the outcome of a love story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were to make one, i would make something like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a guy likes this girl, however he can never brings his standards up to her, thus only becoming friends with her, then, she falls in love with another guy, the guy that loves this girl so much, helps her be together with this other guy just so she could be happy because that is all he want for her is to be happy even if it isint him.. so the outcome is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy gave up girl to another guy to make her happy.. and she doesnt know it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder if i can ever find a love story with that kind of ending... or... I CAN MAKE ONE !!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : yes all you people, no lyrics today, its a proper fucking post!! SUCK IT!!! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-5310131620110268835?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/5310131620110268835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=5310131620110268835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5310131620110268835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5310131620110268835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-took-certain-online-test-today-which.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-5840891522852858502</id><published>2009-01-31T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T10:33:50.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;how does it feel? that is the question.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i forget you wont expect an easy answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-5840891522852858502?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/5840891522852858502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=5840891522852858502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5840891522852858502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5840891522852858502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-does-it-feel-that-is-question.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-1984460336477442715</id><published>2009-01-27T00:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:56:59.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>are you ready for the time of your life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I know my uses, I have my pride, but my heart is still untamed&lt;br /&gt;I learned my lessons, I've conquered Death, I go on and I'm unashamed&lt;br /&gt;I'll paint your bones to match my eyes, They're the darkest I have ever seen&lt;br /&gt;Until I'm lucid, I can't be told&lt;br /&gt;I know my voices, They tell me to BELIEVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Another fucking accident out of control, all the attitudes will never change&lt;br /&gt;my imitations are leading the way&lt;br /&gt;I can't accept that I still don't find this strange...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg your pardon, I'm out of the way, a new conspiracy has taken my place&lt;br /&gt;So over and over, I smell the decay&lt;br /&gt;Believe what you want to --- The Cycle Stays The Same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of my ability to feel denial&lt;br /&gt;I walk away from everything with just a smile&lt;br /&gt;The agony of coming home has gone away&lt;br /&gt;It's Everywhere, It's Everyone, It's Every Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lets pretend tat we have nothing to left to lose and just live how we want to.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-1984460336477442715?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/1984460336477442715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=1984460336477442715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/1984460336477442715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/1984460336477442715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/01/are-you-ready-for-time-of-your-life.html' title='are you ready for the time of your life?'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-1298882357427237219</id><published>2009-01-21T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:00:41.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREEDOM     LOVE     PEACE.. what do they really mean</title><content type='html'>Freedom is just a word today&lt;br /&gt;Freedom is just a word&lt;br /&gt;When someone takes your word away it's seldom ever heard&lt;br /&gt;So take a sentence full of things you're not supposed to say&lt;br /&gt;Carry on, but don't write it down or you'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is just a song today&lt;br /&gt;Love is just a song&lt;br /&gt;When someone takes the song away&lt;br /&gt;you seldom sing along&lt;br /&gt;So take those lyrics serious and sing your life away&lt;br /&gt;Carry on, but don't write 'em down or they'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace is just two fingers now&lt;br /&gt;Peace was just a phase&lt;br /&gt;When someone put it on a shirt&lt;br /&gt;you knew to count the days&lt;br /&gt;So take those fingers tape 'em up and shove 'em up your ass and carry on&lt;br /&gt;but don't try it now cause peace is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we ever do is talk&lt;br /&gt;We like to ride but we never walk&lt;br /&gt;We make it so damn easy&lt;br /&gt;We get bored&lt;br /&gt;Why can't anybody see what's good for you is bad for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so stop talking about freedom, love and peace all u materialistic bastards..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-1298882357427237219?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/1298882357427237219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=1298882357427237219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/1298882357427237219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/1298882357427237219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/01/freedom-love-peace-what-do-they-really.html' title='FREEDOM     LOVE     PEACE.. what do they really mean'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-5568020907363436812</id><published>2009-01-19T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T01:25:35.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if u don't get this post, its alrite, you're not suppose to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me if i should stick around for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me if i can have it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too tired too care anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm told what to do and I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quotes by the many i know off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm looking at you through the glass, don't know how much time has passed&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god it feels like forever&lt;br /&gt;but no one ever tells you&lt;br /&gt;that forever feels like home, sitting all alone inside my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cause things always happens like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m falling asleep&lt;br /&gt;And she’s calling a cab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they’re going to bed&lt;br /&gt;And my stomach is sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it’s all in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she’s touching his chest&lt;br /&gt;Now, he takes off her dress&lt;br /&gt;Now, letting me go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i can't make a decision without making millions of conclusions first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;destiny is really killing me, my fate is non existing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this second post is for my friend , joyce lee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see u make one sentence off frm ur post, i make one whole section for u sia... too bad ah i no pic too put XD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya frm nw on im gonna call u DARlingling!!! XD XD XD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- im so dead now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-5568020907363436812?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/5568020907363436812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=5568020907363436812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5568020907363436812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5568020907363436812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-u-dont-get-this-post-its-alrite.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-2141943711505672426</id><published>2009-01-12T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:08:54.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maze..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psychopathic daze... I create this waste, back away from tangents, on the verge of drastic ways... can't escape this place... I deny your face, sweat gets in my eyes, I think I'm slowly dying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;put me in a homemade cellar&lt;br /&gt;put me in a hole for shelter&lt;br /&gt;someone here me please!&lt;br /&gt;all i see is hate&lt;br /&gt;i can hardly breathe&lt;br /&gt;and i can hardly take it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HANDS  ON MY FACE OVERBEARING I CAN'T GET OUT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;run at my own cost... fearing laughter, scoffed, running from the rush, detached from sucj n such&lt;br /&gt;bleak... all around me, weak... listening, incomplete&lt;br /&gt;i am not a dog, but i'm the one you are dogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i am in a buried kennel&lt;br /&gt;i have never felt so final&lt;br /&gt;someone find me please&lt;br /&gt;losing all reserve&lt;br /&gt;i am fucking gone&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm fucking DYING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ALL STARE BUT YOU'LL NEVER SEE&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S SOMETHING INSIDE ME!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU ALL STARE BUT YOU'LL NEVER SEE&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S SOMETHING IN YOU I DESPISE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despise......... despise.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cut me!!&lt;br /&gt;Show me!!&lt;br /&gt;Enter!!&lt;br /&gt;I am!!&lt;br /&gt;willing and able and never any danger to myself&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge of my pain!! knowledge of my pain!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or was my tolerance a phase?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empathy, out of my way, I can't die!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you all stare but you'll never see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;have you seen death?&lt;br /&gt;have you seen heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i haven't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7155247978830304613-2141943711505672426?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/2141943711505672426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=2141943711505672426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2141943711505672426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2141943711505672426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/01/maze.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-2634704852346812592</id><published>2009-01-10T16:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T16:59:48.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>look at my song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the title, says it all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again, motherfucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on down, and see the idiot right here&lt;br /&gt;Too fucked to beg and not afraid to care&lt;br /&gt;What's the matter with calamity anyway?&lt;br /&gt;Right? Get the fuck outta my face&lt;br /&gt;Understand that i can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;It isn't like I wanna sift through the decay&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a wound, like I got a fuckin'&lt;br /&gt;Gun against my head, you live when I'm dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more time, mother fucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody hates me now, so fuck it&lt;br /&gt;Blood's on my face and my hands, and I&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why, I'm not afraid to cry&lt;br /&gt;But that's none of your business&lt;br /&gt;Whose life is it? Get it? See it? Feel it? Eat it?&lt;br /&gt;Spin it around so i can spit in its face&lt;br /&gt;I wanna leave without a trace&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't wanna die in this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People = Shit (x4)&lt;br /&gt;People = Shit (Whatcha gonna do?)&lt;br /&gt;People = Shit (Cuz I am not afraid of you)&lt;br /&gt;People = Shit (I'm everything you'll never be)&lt;br /&gt;People = Shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never stops - you can't be everything to everyone&lt;br /&gt;Contagion I'm sitting at the side of them&lt;br /&gt;What do you want from me?&lt;br /&gt;They never told me the failure I was meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Overdo it - don't tell me you blew it&lt;br /&gt;Stop your bitchin' and fight your way through it&lt;br /&gt;I'M - NOT - LIKE - YOU - I - JUST - FUCK - UP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon mother fucker, everybody has to die&lt;br /&gt;C'mon mother fucker, everybody has to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People = Shit (x13)&lt;br /&gt;People = Shit (Whatcha gonna do?)&lt;br /&gt;People = Shit (Cuz I am not afraid of you)&lt;br /&gt;People = Shit (I'm everything you'll never be)&lt;br /&gt;People = Shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got That? RIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-2634704852346812592?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/2634704852346812592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=2634704852346812592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2634704852346812592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2634704852346812592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2009/01/look-at-my-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-3112647767186720569</id><published>2009-01-08T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:26:18.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gently, my mind escapes into the relaxing world of pleasure, a pleasure that will take me, my mind off the reality of my life, my past life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life as i know it now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whatever may come, it slowly disappears to somewhere in the back of my mind. It will remain there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until i wish to retrieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;i will stay here for a while, for i need a break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a break from the pressures of life, and everything that lays in the palm of life's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is incredible, its out of this world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad i must leave it........ but that's life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-3112647767186720569?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/3112647767186720569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=3112647767186720569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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alone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that place in my mind, is that space that you call mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where have I been all this time? lost, enslaved, fatal, decline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for this to unfold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pieces are only as good as the whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;severed myself from my whole life, cut out the only thing that was right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what If I never saw you again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd die right next to you in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't let you walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Without hearing what I have to say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-3350015519264116267?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/3350015519264116267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=3350015519264116267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3350015519264116267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3350015519264116267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-year-to-be-wasted-again.html' title='another year to be wasted again...'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-7768738813174706846</id><published>2008-12-23T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T19:00:15.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.Execute.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It appears that we have reached the edge,&lt;br /&gt;that zenith where stimuli and comatose collide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forty years ago, The man proclaimed&lt;br /&gt;The age of the gross to be upon us,&lt;br /&gt;and even though the man was destroying&lt;br /&gt;our heritage and insulting our intelligence,&lt;br /&gt;THAT ERA HAS BECOME VERY REAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We labor for pleasure and&lt;br /&gt;abhor the guilt of pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My generation will go down&lt;br /&gt;as the architects of contemporary disgust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some have fought and died,&lt;br /&gt;others have allowed the strong&lt;br /&gt;to be butchered for a price&lt;br /&gt;they themselves don't care about&lt;br /&gt;and will never understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself am beleaguered&lt;br /&gt;by the selfish face of&lt;br /&gt;a kind of man that is not mankind.&lt;br /&gt;distrust in information - fundamentalism of opinion&lt;br /&gt; - catastrophic boredom,&lt;br /&gt;and a fanatical devotion to that which&lt;br /&gt;does not matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your glory now?&lt;br /&gt;Where are your gods and politicians?&lt;br /&gt;Where is your shame and salvation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Rage for no reason because you have no Reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have you ever fought for?&lt;br /&gt;What have you ever bled for?&lt;br /&gt;The face of the earth is scarred with the walking dead.&lt;br /&gt;The age of the gross is a living virus.&lt;br /&gt;This is the future you have created.&lt;br /&gt;This is the world you have set ablaze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all your LIES are coming true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all your FREEDOM is lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all hope is GONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the year where hope fails you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The test subjects runs the experiments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the bastard you know, is the hero you hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But cohesion is possible if we try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no reason, there's no lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time like the present, I'm telling you right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have you got to lose? what have you got to lose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except your soul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-7768738813174706846?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/7768738813174706846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=7768738813174706846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7768738813174706846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7768738813174706846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/12/execute.html' title='.Execute.'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-3228630412885626399</id><published>2008-12-11T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:40:12.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can see you but you can't see me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could touch you and you wouldn't even feel me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just waiting, 'til you really let your guard down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your relaxed,&lt;br /&gt;Your sublime,&lt;br /&gt;Your amazing,&lt;br /&gt;You don't even know the danger you're facing&lt;br /&gt;If I'm quiet,&lt;br /&gt;I'll slide up behind you&lt;br /&gt;And if you hear me I'll enjoy trying to find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been with you all day&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to stay calm&lt;br /&gt;I'm patient and it's really hard to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just keep the violence down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Not yet&lt;/span&gt; don't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;Oh God I'm feeling it&lt;br /&gt;It's reaching fever pitch&lt;br /&gt;My skin is caving in&lt;br /&gt;My heart is driving out&lt;br /&gt;No mercy, no remorse&lt;br /&gt;Let nature take its course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch me  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(bring me to my knees) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(I am your disease) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(set my symptom free)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cover &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(you won't feel a thing) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN'T STOP ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;wait!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;wait!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;wait!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;wait!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not yet!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no wait!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sweating through my veins&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to hold on&lt;br /&gt;It's unbearable, it's almost worse for me&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna to tear you apart and make you see&lt;br /&gt;MAKE YOU SEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets inside me&lt;br /&gt;The crisis&lt;br /&gt;The knife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost time to play&lt;br /&gt;It's time to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;I can't control the pain&lt;br /&gt;I can't control in vain&lt;br /&gt;Oh God I'm ready now&lt;br /&gt;You're almost ready now&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna raid it now&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna break it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I see you in the dark&lt;br /&gt;I see you all the way&lt;br /&gt;I see you in the light&lt;br /&gt;I see you bright as day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wanna touch your face&lt;br /&gt;I wanna touch your soul&lt;br /&gt;I wanna wear your face&lt;br /&gt;I wanna burn your soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch me &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; (Bring me to my knees) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(I am your disease) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(You don't love me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why not?&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/7155247978830304613-3228630412885626399?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/3228630412885626399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=3228630412885626399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3228630412885626399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3228630412885626399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-can-see-you-but-you-cant-see-me-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-348055531383843814</id><published>2008-12-06T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T22:38:11.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Purity...</title><content type='html'>What about the girl?&lt;br /&gt;She lay as though she were in a trance,&lt;br /&gt;With her long eyelashes fluttering like she was dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;And then all of a sudden her head dipped back and she vanished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone, gone without a trace.&lt;br /&gt;Gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She's never coming back, do you know what it's like to live with that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows what it's like.&lt;br /&gt;The only one who knew,me, gone.&lt;br /&gt;I know what you want and i can give it to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how else to put this.&lt;br /&gt;It's taking me so long to do this.&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling asleep and I can't see straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where am I supposed to hide now?&lt;br /&gt;What am I supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;Did you really think I wouldn't see this through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you.&lt;br /&gt;What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way.&lt;br /&gt;What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I was too dead to cry, my self-affliction fades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't need to bother&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to be&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep slipping farther&lt;br /&gt;But once I hold on,&lt;br /&gt;I won't let go 'til it bleeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;no!&lt;br /&gt;its the lips?&lt;br /&gt;nope!!!!&lt;br /&gt;the hmm eyes??&lt;br /&gt;no no no no no!!!&lt;br /&gt;then what?&lt;br /&gt;its everything..&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="770" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="580" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-348055531383843814?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/348055531383843814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=348055531383843814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/348055531383843814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/348055531383843814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/12/purity.html' title='Purity...'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-3141047087706441015</id><published>2008-12-03T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:18:22.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pathetic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll just give up on life for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all is gone now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-3141047087706441015?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/3141047087706441015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=3141047087706441015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3141047087706441015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3141047087706441015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-8491973068705492459</id><published>2008-11-28T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T18:07:28.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I'm gonna be sick and it's your fault!&lt;br /&gt;This is the end of everything.&lt;br /&gt;You are the end of everything.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't slept since I woke up and found my whole life was a lie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the end of everything.&lt;br /&gt;You are the end of everything! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shallow skin,&lt;br /&gt;I can paint with pain.&lt;br /&gt;I mark the trails on my arms with your disdain.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday it's the same, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE, YOU HATE.!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I don't care any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fix my problems with the blade.&lt;br /&gt;While my eyes turn from black to gray.&lt;br /&gt;God, the worst thing happened to me today!&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I don't care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flaws are the only thing left that's pure.&lt;br /&gt;Can't really live,&lt;br /&gt;can't really endure.&lt;br /&gt;Everything I see reminds me of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;God I wish I didn't care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;The more I touch, the less I feel.&lt;br /&gt;I'm lying to myself that it's not real.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I making such a big fucking deal?&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;YEA RIGHT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What the hell am I doing?&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone left in my life?&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;Anybody want to tell me I'm fine?&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell am I going?&lt;br /&gt;Do I even need a reason to hide?&lt;br /&gt;I am only betrayed!&lt;br /&gt;I am only conditioned to die! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are wrong and overrated!&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna be sick and it's your fault!&lt;br /&gt;This is the end of everything.&lt;br /&gt;You are the end of everything.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't slept since I found out my whole life was a lie!&lt;br /&gt;This is the end of everything.&lt;br /&gt;You are the end of everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... wow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-8491973068705492459?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/8491973068705492459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=8491973068705492459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8491973068705492459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8491973068705492459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-think-im-gonna-be-sick-and-its-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-2180080318500393423</id><published>2008-11-24T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T14:32:31.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.&lt;br /&gt;Strange what desire will make foolish people do.&lt;br /&gt;And I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what a wicked thing to do&lt;br /&gt;to make me dream of you&lt;br /&gt;what a wicked thing to say&lt;br /&gt;you never felt that way&lt;br /&gt;what a wicked game to play&lt;br /&gt;to make feel this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She is everything to me&lt;br /&gt;The unrequited dream&lt;br /&gt;A song that no one sings&lt;br /&gt;The unattainable, She's a myth that I have to believe in&lt;br /&gt;All I need to make it real is one more reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;A catch in my throat choke&lt;br /&gt;Torn into pieces&lt;br /&gt;I won't, no!&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt; i won't let this build up inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;She isn't real&lt;br /&gt;I can't make her real&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-2180080318500393423?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/2180080318500393423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=2180080318500393423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2180080318500393423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2180080318500393423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/11/world-was-on-fire-and-no-one-could-save.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-5438293091977782323</id><published>2008-11-18T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T00:27:42.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to : input name here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes... u r,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pathetic &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(benign)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept it &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(undermine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your opinion &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(my justification)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(safe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Servant &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(caged)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malice &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Utter weakness)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No toleration&lt;br /&gt;Invade &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(committed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enraged &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(admit it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't condescend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(don't even disagree)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desire &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(decay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dissapoint &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(delay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've suffered then, now suffer unto me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obsession, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;take another look&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;every chance you took&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Decide, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;either live with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or give up - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;any thought you had of being free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; (Don't go) &lt;/span&gt;I never wanted anybody more than I wanted you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(I know)&lt;/span&gt; the only thing I ever really loved, was hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(NO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(YES) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(FALL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(MINE) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(TELL ME)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(YOU) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(YOU) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(YOU)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LET ANYBODY HAVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obey &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(ME)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ME) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just trust &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(ME) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worship &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(ME)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(ME)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be grateful &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(NOW) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be honest &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(NOW) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be precious &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(NOW)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be mine &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(JUST LOVE ME)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possession &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(feed my only vice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confession &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(i wont tell you twice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decide  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(either die for me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or give up - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;any thought you had of being free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Don't go)&lt;/span&gt; I never wanted anybody more than I wanted you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(I know)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the only thing I ever really loved, was hurting you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Don't go)&lt;/span&gt; I never wanted anybody more than I wanted you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(I know)&lt;/span&gt; the only thing I ever really loved, was hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay inside the hole, let me take control. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(Dominate)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were nothing more, you were something less &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(innocent)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something has to give - something has to break &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(omnipresent)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers on your skin, let my savage in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU DESERVE IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; YOU DESERVE IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; YOU DESERVE IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; YOU DESERVE IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(Don't go)&lt;/span&gt; I never wanted anybody more than I wanted you (i wanted you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(I know)&lt;/span&gt; the only thing I ever really loved, was hurting you. (was hurting you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(Don't go)&lt;/span&gt; I never wanted anybody more than I wanted you (i wanted you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(I know)&lt;/span&gt; the only thing I ever really loved, was hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're mine &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(you are you are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're mine &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(you are you are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;YOU'RE MINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes u knw who u r...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-5438293091977782323?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/5438293091977782323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=5438293091977782323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5438293091977782323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5438293091977782323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-input-name-here-here-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-5103228208882433840</id><published>2008-11-13T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:29:30.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;...I never told you&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;...I never tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we shed these bitter skins again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the reasons come to life&lt;br /&gt;But now it's over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;You never asked me&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;You never cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went we hide these little sins again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the reasons&lt;br /&gt;Have to die...&lt;br /&gt;But now it's over&lt;br /&gt;Now it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Follow me &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;(Follow me) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come so far, I'm behind again&lt;br /&gt;Follow me &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;(Follow me) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish so hard I'm there again&lt;br /&gt;Follow me &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;(Follow me) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;(Follow me) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I wanted were things I had before&lt;br /&gt;All that I needed I never needed more&lt;br /&gt;All of my questions are answers to my sins&lt;br /&gt;All of my endings waiting to begin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-5103228208882433840?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/5103228208882433840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=5103228208882433840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5103228208882433840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/5103228208882433840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-know-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-3771038556853191693</id><published>2008-11-11T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:49:40.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im so confused... lol.. no seriously.. well ppl who reads this, try to understand what im gonna say, this is straightforward.. i assure u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have screamed until my veins collapsed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; I've waited as my time's elapsed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; Now, All I do is live with so much fate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; I've wished for this, I've bitched at that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; I've left behind this little fact: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; You cannot kill what you did not create &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; I've gotta say what I've gotta say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; And then I swear I'll go away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; But I can't promise you'll enjoy the noise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; I guess I'll save the best for last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; My future seems like one big past &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; You're left with me 'cause you left me no choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;AHHH MY EYES!!! ITS TOO BRIGHT!!!! O_O!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Put me back together&lt;br /&gt;Or separate the skin from bone&lt;br /&gt;Leave me all the pieces, then you can leave me&lt;br /&gt;alone&lt;br /&gt;Tell me the reality is better than the dream&lt;br /&gt;But I found out the hard way,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is what it seems! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I push my fingers into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;It's the only thing that slowly stops the ache&lt;br /&gt;But it's made of all the things I have to take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one thing i notice abt ppl this days, they LOVE to lie.. whn u just meet someone, its casual n ppl go straight to the point, but its those ppl tat are close to u tat lie to u alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some say they do it to protect u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u lie to protect thn tat means the truth is evil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe they wanna bend the truth to shw tat they care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.. think for a moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe lying is good, too prevent u from the truth, or maybe they think u just can't fucking handle the truth because u have lived ur whole live in fairytales n wonderlands that u think everything will be happily ever after..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but even the truth aint tat great, u get smacked in the face n u cant get up for years n years n u just cant move on.. which in turn starts newer emotions ur 'loved' ones will shw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is life.. u think ure close with loved ones ard u, but the TRUTH is, u r alone... always was, always will be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wat the real world is alwee.. live with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everbody is a villain in the movie called 'reality'&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/7155247978830304613-3771038556853191693?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/3771038556853191693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=3771038556853191693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3771038556853191693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3771038556853191693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-so-confused.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-6099811223668742788</id><published>2008-11-07T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T23:52:00.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) Tag 8 people to do this quiz &amp;amp; those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by &amp;amp; cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C) Continue this game by sending it to other people.so , the 8 people whom im sending this quiz to are : read part D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D) IGNORE PART A,B AND C :D thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. What have you been doing recently? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;go sch, sleep, trying to loose weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Do you ever turn your cell phone off? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;nope, unless under certain circumstances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. What happened at 10.00am today? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;sleeping in my bed *escape sch* XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. When did you last cry? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;sec 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Believe in fate/destiny? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;yes, more on destiny though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. What do you want in your life right now? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i think they know, :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains, or just put up your hood? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;umbrella, ella,ella, eh eh eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. What's your favourite thing to have on your bed?&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;BOLSTER!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. What bottom are you wearing now?&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; my sec sch pants lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's the nicest text in your inbox say? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;thats MY LINE!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;hell no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;O_o no..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What was the last movie you caught? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you proud of? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;no idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What does the oldest text message in your inbox say? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;'Nope. Chill'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; dead memories - slipknot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Do you have any nicknames? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Auel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What does your last received text message say?&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; smth frm momok abt his love life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What time did you go to bed last night? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;10+ - = ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you currently happy? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;depends on the term happy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who gives you best advice? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my cousin, my mom, my other self?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;wtf! disgusting piece of sugar lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who did you talk on phone last night? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;No one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is anything bugging you right now? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What/who was the last thing/person to make you laugh? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;hmm playin tat aeroplane game lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you wear toe socks? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who was the last person you missed a call from? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Wesley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you ever had your heartbroken? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;yea :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What annoys you most in a person? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the attitude, the lies!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you have a crush on anyone? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;cough cough*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever done cocaine? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What is the colour of your room? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;YELLOW (WTF I DIDNT KNOW TAT LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollar? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;of course.. but by thn i think ill have multiple billion dollars lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you believe in the saying of :"talk is cheap? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Who was the last person to lie in your bed? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Who was the last person to hug you? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;long long time ago... well only feeks hug me &gt;&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Did anyone see the last person you kissed? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you have a life? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i'll get back at this later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you ever think someone died, when they really didnt die? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;yea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What is the reason behind your profile song? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;before i forget?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Who was the last person you saw in your dream? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;hehe, can't tell :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Last time you smiled?&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; see tat emote at q41?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Have you changed this year? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What are you listening right now? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;snuff - slipknot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Are you talking to someone when you doing this? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;having conference with amanda, sam and neelam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you walk with your eyes open or closed? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;half closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there a quote you live by? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe, yea!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you want someone you cannot have? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;yea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever played an instrument? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What was the worst idea you've had in this week? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; sending tat sms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. What were you doing last night at 11.00pm? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Are you happy with your love life right now? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;hmm, i don't have a GF nw so can't say no nor yes lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. What song best describe your love life? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;SNUFF!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Does the person know that you like him/her? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;not too sure, she might get the hint..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Who always make you laugh? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Friends, family- myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you speak other language other than English? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;english, malay, hmm yea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. favourite website(s)?&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. What's your middle name? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;no idea.. i think i don't think i have one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. What are you doing tomorrow? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;meeting amanda, sam and neelam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. What do you think you are like? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;an idiot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Who will you choose to die with? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;wat for? rot tgt for eternity? sheesh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Where have you been today? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;mosque, arcade, my home toilet alot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. What game do you play often? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;tekken, rs, dota (at sch), cs (at sch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Who are you missing right now? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;rather not say, this is kinda one sided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. If you have to choose between friend n loves, who will you choose? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I want both!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. What are you doing right now?&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; having phone sex... u think? *doing this quiz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Which primary school are you from? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Xinghua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Name 3 colours that you like? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;white, black, grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. What emotion you like to show? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;hmm happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. What is your life to you? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Hmm...insanely dull with a pinch of tension&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. If you have something troubling you, what will you do? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;eat it eat it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Who did you last chat in msn today? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;feeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Who do you admire most? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;at the moment, corey taylor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Which month are you born in? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;january&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. How are you feeling right now? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;slightly downhearted, confused..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. What is the time now? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;11.20pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. what kind of person do u think the one who tagged u is?&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; no one tagged me, i just took it frm neelam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78.What colour did you use to dye hair?&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; i don't dye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Why are you doing this test? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i nd smth to blog abt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. What do you do when you're moody? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;stone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. At which age you wish to get married? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;before 30!! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Who is more important to you? girlfriend or friends? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;depends.. ur friends can't be ur wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. If today is the last day of your life, what will YOU DO? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;get laid, hmm rob a bank, jump frm the tallest building&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Who is the person you trust the most? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;trust is a powerful word..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;hmm, don't give a damn abt rainbows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. If you have a dream come true, what would it be? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;lets hope its tat one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. What is your goal for this year? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;tat goal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. What feeling do you love most?&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; the feeling of eternal smth smth lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Do you really think its Global Warming now? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91.What feeling you hate the most? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;self conscious..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;yea.. hmm.. maybe.. yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Do you believe in God? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Who cares for you most? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;My family maybe friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. What do you think is the most important thing in your life? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;for nw, my alarm clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. What will you bring when you fight? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;hmm, clothes, shoes, mp3, money for water or bus ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. What have you done regretted doing in your whole life? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;tat thing.. n tat... n tat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. What would you feel if no one no longer cares for you? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;do u know of the joker tat was performed by the late heath ledger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. What if your boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;break up with her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100.HOW DO U FEEL NOW?&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; hungry.. WTF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-6099811223668742788?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/6099811223668742788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=6099811223668742788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/6099811223668742788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/6099811223668742788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/11/people-who-have-been-tagged-must-write.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-2846711735894377098</id><published>2008-11-03T19:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T19:47:18.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hard news, taken harder, don't look to me&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed, we don't agree, I don't need your praise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;don't look my way for help,from the beginning you came to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never asked you to like me,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want your praise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we won't play your games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look down on me, spit in my face,&lt;br /&gt;you're nothing to me&lt;br /&gt;not to me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkened eyes you'll see,&lt;br /&gt;there is no hope, no savior in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't look this way, don't breathe this way,don't stare this way, anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learned from years gone by, no one will care,&lt;br /&gt;what happens to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't look this way, don't breathe this way, don't stare this way, anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My presence won't be ignored, no not today&lt;br /&gt;Don't walk in my direction, turn the other way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't look my way for help,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; from the beginning you came to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asking questions, predetermined answers,&lt;br /&gt;you won't find them here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;we don't want your opinion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want you, I won't let you think,&lt;br /&gt;compromise is near.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's not nea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm alone in here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Killed my fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Don't ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;you'll never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;you're left behind&lt;br /&gt;and I'll be exposed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far away, you keep on trying...&lt;br /&gt;Holding me down, breaking away,&lt;br /&gt;trying to distance my life.&lt;br /&gt;Not one in the crowd, but one with the answer&lt;br /&gt;the one that could change your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not true,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time,&lt;br /&gt;and don't waste mine&lt;br /&gt;I'm not your friend,&lt;br /&gt;I won't soothe your soul&lt;br /&gt;And in the end&lt;br /&gt;you're all dead to me.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-2846711735894377098?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/2846711735894377098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=2846711735894377098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2846711735894377098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2846711735894377098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/11/hard-news-taken-harder-dont-look-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-7612990329454777294</id><published>2008-10-29T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:36:04.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say bye bye to him.. SAY IT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;" id="songlyrics" align="left"&gt;Sitting in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even now,&lt;br /&gt;I realize the time&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another story&lt;br /&gt;Of the Bitter Pills of Fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't go back again.&lt;br /&gt;I can't go back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you asked me&lt;br /&gt;To love you and I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traded my emotions&lt;br /&gt;For a contract to commit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I got away,&lt;br /&gt;I only got so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Other Me Is Dead.&lt;br /&gt;I hear his voice inside my head&lt;br /&gt;We were never alive,&lt;br /&gt;And we won't be born again.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never survive&lt;br /&gt;With Dead Memories in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me to love you&lt;br /&gt;And I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tied my soul into a knot&lt;br /&gt;And got me to submit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I got away,&lt;br /&gt;I only kept my scars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Other Me Is Gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't know where I belong&lt;br /&gt;We were never alive,&lt;br /&gt;And we won't be born again.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never survive&lt;br /&gt;With Dead Memories in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead Visions in your Name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead Fingers in my Veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead Memories in my Heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-7612990329454777294?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/7612990329454777294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=7612990329454777294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7612990329454777294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7612990329454777294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/10/say-bye-bye-to-him-say-it.html' title='say bye bye to him.. SAY IT!!'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-8504074164146832593</id><published>2008-10-26T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T00:49:47.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since you never gave a damn in the first place,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time you had the tables turned&lt;br /&gt;'Cause in the interest of all involved I got the problem solved&lt;br /&gt;And the verdict is guilty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...MAN NEARLY KILLED ME&lt;br /&gt;Steppin' where you fear to tread&lt;br /&gt;Stop, drop and roll&lt;br /&gt;You were dead from the git-go!&lt;br /&gt;Big motherfucker, stupid cocksucker&lt;br /&gt;And if you're scared of me now, then you're dumber than I thought&lt;br /&gt;Always is, and never was&lt;br /&gt;Foundation made of piss and vinegar&lt;br /&gt;Step to me, I'll smear ya&lt;br /&gt;Think I fear ya? Bullshit!&lt;br /&gt;Just another dumb punk chompin' at this tit&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way to break through the noise?&lt;br /&gt;Was it something that I said that got you bent?&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be that way if you want it&lt;br /&gt;Sanity, literal profanity hit me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spit it out&lt;br /&gt;All you wanna do is drag me down&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do is stamp you out (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the way you gotta spread a lotta rumor fodder&lt;br /&gt;Keepin' all your little spies and leaving when you realize&lt;br /&gt;Step up, fairy&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's time to bury your ass with the chrome&lt;br /&gt;Straight to the dome&lt;br /&gt;You heard me right, bitch, I didn't stutter&lt;br /&gt;And if you know what's good, just shut up and beg, brother&lt;br /&gt;Backstab - don't you know who you're dissin'?&lt;br /&gt;Side swipe,we know the Ass that your kissin'&lt;br /&gt;Bigity-biggidy bitch boy, halfway hauser&lt;br /&gt;Don't hear shit cuz It keeps gettin' louder&lt;br /&gt;Come on, and get a face full 'o tatic&lt;br /&gt;Lipping off hard, going home in a basket&lt;br /&gt;You got no pull, no power, no nothin&lt;br /&gt;Now you start shit?&lt;br /&gt;Well, ain't that something?&lt;br /&gt;Payoffs don't protect, and you can hide if you want&lt;br /&gt;But I'll find you, comin' up behind you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spit it out&lt;br /&gt;All you wanna do is drag me down&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do is stamp you out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Bout time I set this record straight&lt;br /&gt;All the needlenose punchin' is making me irate&lt;br /&gt;Sick o' my bitchin' fallin' on deaf ears&lt;br /&gt;Where you gonna be in the next five years?&lt;br /&gt;The crew and all the fools, and all the politics&lt;br /&gt;Get your lips ready, gonna gag, gonna make you sick&lt;br /&gt;You got dick when they passed out that good stuff&lt;br /&gt;BAM!&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of me?&lt;br /&gt;Good enough, had enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck me! I'm all out of enemies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spit it out&lt;br /&gt;All you wanna do is drag me down&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do is stamp you ou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spit... it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-8504074164146832593?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/8504074164146832593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=8504074164146832593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8504074164146832593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8504074164146832593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/10/since-you-never-gave-damn-in-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-7680802311978436975</id><published>2008-10-23T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:54:52.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because its who she is.. let it be</title><content type='html'>She seems dressed in all the rings&lt;br /&gt;Of past fatalities&lt;br /&gt;So fragile, yet so devious&lt;br /&gt;She continues to see&lt;br /&gt;Climatic hands that press her temples and my chest&lt;br /&gt;Enter the night that she came home... Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... She's the only one that makes me sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is everything and more... The solemn hypnotic&lt;br /&gt;My Love, bathed in possesion&lt;br /&gt;She is home to me&lt;br /&gt;I get nervous, perverse, when I see her it's worse&lt;br /&gt;But the stress is astounding&lt;br /&gt;It's now or never&lt;br /&gt;She's coming home... Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... She's the only one that makes me sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to say what caught my attention&lt;br /&gt;Fixed and crazy... Aphid attraction&lt;br /&gt;Carve my name in my face... To recognize&lt;br /&gt;Such a pheromone cult to terrorize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont let this build up inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a slave and I am a master&lt;br /&gt;No restraints and unchecked collectors&lt;br /&gt;I exist through my needs... to self-oblige&lt;br /&gt;She is something in me that I despise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She isn't real&lt;br /&gt;I can't make her real&lt;br /&gt;She isn't real&lt;br /&gt;I can't make her real&lt;br /&gt;She isn't real&lt;br /&gt;I can't make her real&lt;br /&gt;She isn't real&lt;br /&gt;I can't make her real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She seems dressed in all of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Stretched across my shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; All the torment and the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; leak through and covered me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'd do anything ever to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Just to have her for myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Now I don't know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I don't know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; When she makes me sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; She is everything to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; The unrequited dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; A song that no one sings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; The unattainable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Shes a myth that I have to believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; All I need to make it real is one more reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And I don't know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I don't know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; When she makes me sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; But I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I catch in my throat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Choke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Torn into pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I won't......nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I don't want to be this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; But I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I won't let this build up inside of me... but i can't resist it.. its blissfully painful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; She isn't real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I can't make her real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She isn't real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I can't make her real..... isint...&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/7155247978830304613-7680802311978436975?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/7680802311978436975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=7680802311978436975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7680802311978436975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7680802311978436975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/10/because-its-who-she-is-let-it-be.html' title='because its who she is.. let it be'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-4657035646262070697</id><published>2008-10-22T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T00:59:02.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>four words, first word *points to self* MY!!!</title><content type='html'>gotta love that game i thought of as a last minute resort before i started to verbally insult my friends till they go emo.. :D ahhh i'm such an ass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah ah ah ah ha ha ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a mission, which will either fail pathetically, or epically, or emocally.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna wish myself luck on this, i really need this more then anything else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once i get the solo for seize the day, i'll play for her, just for her.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song suddenly hit me kinda emotionally today, when i was showering at night while trying to pronounce the word 'R' in a sentence, which i bloody can't dammmmmiiitttt!!!111eleven!!11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well now im gonna try and hmmm 'sing' this song :D yea sing it hahahaeehehhaheeha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A lonely road, crossed another cold state line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Miles away from those I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Purpose hard to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; While I recall all the words you spoke to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Can't help but wish that I was there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Back where I'd love to be, oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Dear God the only thing I ask of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Is to hold her when I'm not around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; When I'm much too far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; We all need that person who can be true to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; But I left her when I found her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And now I wish I'd stayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 'Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm missing you again, oh no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; There's nothing here for me on this barren road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; There's no one here while the city sleeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And all the shops are closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Can't help but think of the times I've had with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Pictures and some memories will have to help me through, oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Dear God the only thing I ask of you is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; To hold her when I'm not around, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; When I'm much too far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; We all need that person who can be true to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I left her when I found her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And now I wish I'd stayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 'Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm missing you again oh no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Some search, never finding a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Before long, they waste away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I found you, something told me to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I gave in, to selfish ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And how I miss someone to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; When hope begins to fade... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; A lonely road, crossed another cold state line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Miles away from those I love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Hope is hard to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Dear God the only thing I ask of you is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; To hold her when I'm not around, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; When I'm much too far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; We all need the person who can be true to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I left her when I found her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And now I wish I'd stayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 'Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm missing you again oh no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea tat song, really effects how im feeling right now to that certain someone, hopefully no one sees this dammit.. &gt;&lt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets try some 'normal' post again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WASTE 15 BUCKS ON FOOD TODAY HAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u just gotta hate those ppl u meet everyday that wear identical shirt as you then u get judged just because you look like them... wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill get u, u took my first chance away from me, i'll get you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-4657035646262070697?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/4657035646262070697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=4657035646262070697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/4657035646262070697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/4657035646262070697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/10/four-words-first-word-points-to-self-my.html' title='four words, first word *points to self* MY!!!'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-3812514059066647974</id><published>2008-10-16T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T00:06:31.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bury all your secrets in my skin&lt;br /&gt;come away with innocence, and leave me with my sins&lt;br /&gt;the air around me still feels like a cage&lt;br /&gt;and love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you love me, let me go. and run away before I know.&lt;br /&gt;my heart is just too dark to care. I can't destroy what isn't there.&lt;br /&gt;deliver me into my fate,  if I'm alone I cannot hate&lt;br /&gt;I don't deserve to have you...&lt;br /&gt;my smile was taken long ago,  if I can change I hope I never know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still press your letters to my lips&lt;br /&gt;and cherish them in parts of me that savor every kiss&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't face a life without your light&lt;br /&gt;but all of that was ripped apart... when you refused to fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so save your breath, I will not hear. I think I made it very clear.&lt;br /&gt;you couldn't hate enough to love. Is that supposed to be enough?&lt;br /&gt;I only wish you weren't my friend. Then I could hurt you in the end.&lt;br /&gt;I never claimed to be a right...&lt;br /&gt;My own was banished long ago, it took the death of hope to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;So Break Yourself Against My Stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And Spit Your Pity In My Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You Never Needed Any Help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You Sold Me Out To Save Yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I Won't Listen To Your Shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You Ran Away, You're All The Same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angels Lie To Keep Control...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Love Was Punished Long Ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;If You Still Care, Don't Ever Let Me Know...&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/7155247978830304613-3812514059066647974?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/3812514059066647974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=3812514059066647974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3812514059066647974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3812514059066647974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/10/bury-all-your-secrets-in-my-skin-come.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-7948971674421204810</id><published>2008-10-15T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T00:35:31.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i had to look at other ppl's blog nw didnt i...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FYI i will kill neelam yashwanth for this... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The 1st person who tag you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Your relationship with &lt;s&gt;him&lt;/s&gt;/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousins!!! soul-mates :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Your five impression of &lt;s&gt;him&lt;/s&gt;/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smart,adorable,blurr,irritating,FEEKAlicious :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. The most memorable thing &lt;s&gt;he&lt;/s&gt;/she had done for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't tell that here eh eh eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. The most memorable thing &lt;s&gt;he&lt;/s&gt;/she had said to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWEEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. You got any wish or request to ask from &lt;s&gt;him&lt;/s&gt;/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be my DEMI!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. As a friend,what &lt;s&gt;he&lt;/s&gt;/she has to improve on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she knows what she gotta do.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. If &lt;s&gt;he&lt;/s&gt;/she became your enemy,you will?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marry her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. If &lt;s&gt;he&lt;/s&gt;/she became your enemy,the reason will be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i killed her crushcrushcrush..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for &lt;s&gt;him&lt;/s&gt;/her is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let her forget that part of her life :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Your overall impression of &lt;s&gt;him&lt;/s&gt;/her is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's soo good u can practically eat her hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they hate me but are just playing along to like me, or isit the other way round?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. Some characters that you like about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fight for my rights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. On the contrary, 1 character that you hate about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too heartless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYNYSTER GATES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. For people who care and like you, say something to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may nt shw it but i really love u ppl :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10person that you wish to know how they feel about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. feeks&lt;br /&gt;2. hida&lt;br /&gt;3. alwee&lt;br /&gt;4. syed alwee&lt;br /&gt;5. auelVengEanc3&lt;br /&gt;6. i&lt;br /&gt;7. me&lt;br /&gt;8. myself&lt;br /&gt;9. that girl&lt;br /&gt;10. that other girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 choices aint enough!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. Who is no.6 having a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one (advertising myself!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. Is no.9 a male or female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that GIRL? im nt too sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. If no.7 and 10 are together,will it be a good thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21. What is no.2 studying about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;engineering i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. When was the last time you had a chat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;approx i dont give a shit minutes n for what shud i bother seconds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23. What kind of music band does no.8 like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whichever is stuck in his head apperently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24. Does no.1 have any siblings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25. Will you woo no.3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell yea!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26. How about no,7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27. Is no.4 Single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, no one wants him &gt;&lt; so sad hahahaha lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28. What is the surname of no.5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VengEanc3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29. What's the hobby of no.10?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dancing... (is that a clue?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30. Does no.5 and 9 get along well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tainted past but yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31. Where is no.1 studying at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temasek Poly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;32. Talk something casually about no.1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is mine, mine, mine!!!! i booked her she is mine!!! ME!! MINE!!! NO TOUCHY!! NO RUB RUB!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33. Where does no.9 live at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 blocks away frm me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;34. What colour does no.4 like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grey, black, white, brown, pink, red, lol, haha, hmm, ok,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;35. Are no.5 and no.1 best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 is close with 5's alter ego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;36. Does no.1 have any pets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, n its the only thing that she loves more thn me, no fair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;37. Is no,7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait (look in the mirror) 1week too curly hair growth, sexy for the final week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;38. What is no.6 doing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writing this blog duh? u dumb or stupid?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-7948971674421204810?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/7948971674421204810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=7948971674421204810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7948971674421204810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7948971674421204810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-had-to-look-at-other-ppls-blog-nw.html' title='i had to look at other ppl&apos;s blog nw didnt i...'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-2295262696590901752</id><published>2008-10-13T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:32:35.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY brilliant idea to start working.</title><content type='html'>ooo i found something called compose here, so edit html wasnt the proper way to blog??....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck... oo wait... &lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;!! wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;n&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;b&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;o&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahaha (insert more haha's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of work.. toys r us is no kids thing.. how more cheezy can i get..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has reopen, no literally the ceiling was ripped open and we were able to see the clouds during lesson :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the freaking timetable is hmm freaking stressing, fuck this is suppose to be ite not jc wathefuck they giving all this people such a harsh timetable when all they want to do is waste their live??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i didnt even make a top rated, super confusing, hard to read, mind boggling, human rampaging, sex addicting, mortality wounding, moraly degradring, self deluded, uber sexy post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(insert smiley face when felt necessery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where has&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; he&lt;/span&gt; gone? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they asked..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; done? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A voice commands from high above this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the soil&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Their&lt;/span&gt; blood cries out to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;MURDER, LIAR, VENGEANCE, DECEIT&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/7155247978830304613-2295262696590901752?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/2295262696590901752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=2295262696590901752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2295262696590901752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/2295262696590901752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-brilliant-idea-to-start-working.html' title='MY brilliant idea to start working.'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-3550641562187702012</id><published>2008-10-09T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:37:38.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't you see I'm easily bothered by persistence&lt;br /&gt;One step from lashing out at you&lt;br /&gt;You want in to get under my skin&lt;br /&gt;And call yourself a friend&lt;br /&gt;I've got more friends like you&lt;br /&gt;What do I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there no standard anymore?&lt;br /&gt;What it takes, who I am, where I've been&lt;br /&gt;Belong&lt;br /&gt;You can't be something you're not&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself,&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from me&lt;br /&gt;A lesson learned in life&lt;br /&gt;Known from the dawn of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run your mouth when I'm not around&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to achieve&lt;br /&gt;You cry to weak friends that sympathize&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear the violins playing your song?&lt;br /&gt;Those same friends tell me your every word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you talking to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-3550641562187702012?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/3550641562187702012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=3550641562187702012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3550641562187702012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3550641562187702012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/10/cant-you-see-im-easily-bothered-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-6013608975055690209</id><published>2008-10-08T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:24:34.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me tell ya 'bout this girl I know&lt;br /&gt;That comes alive when you take off her clothes&lt;br /&gt;There's no tell just where shes been&lt;br /&gt;Ask around but no one seems to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late at night when your looking to sin&lt;br /&gt;Call her up and she'll lay down the law&lt;br /&gt;You can't trust her 'cause she'll lie to your face&lt;br /&gt;But that's not why you gave her a call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awaits deep inside&lt;br /&gt;The lust and burning desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've all been more than eager to sin&lt;br /&gt;And it feels alright, 'till we pay the price&lt;br /&gt;Now you choose either naughty or nice&lt;br /&gt;'Cause shes here for you&lt;br /&gt;Its all yours tonight&lt;br /&gt;You won't believe the stories I've been told&lt;br /&gt;About the girl I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing about this girl I know&lt;br /&gt;Shes more comfortable down on her knees&lt;br /&gt;Went to school, got a job, and then she shot into hell&lt;br /&gt;All 'cause shes born to please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get her mixed up 'cause she knows what she likes&lt;br /&gt;Can't tell the difference between right and wrong&lt;br /&gt;She knows you're watching every one of her moves&lt;br /&gt;Just more reason to string you along, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first times hard enough&lt;br /&gt;But you made it through&lt;br /&gt;The seconds time I see the changes in you&lt;br /&gt;Shes got you somehow&lt;br /&gt;You're needing her now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the girl I know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-6013608975055690209?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/6013608975055690209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=6013608975055690209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/6013608975055690209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/6013608975055690209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/10/let-me-tell-ya-bout-this-girl-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-7324722421251158188</id><published>2008-10-08T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T02:21:24.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish I Could Be The One...</title><content type='html'>"I'll try," she said as he walked away.&lt;br /&gt;"Try not to lose you."&lt;br /&gt;Two vibrant hearts could change.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing tears the being more than deception,&lt;br /&gt;Unmasked fear.&lt;br /&gt;"I'll be here waiting" tested and secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing hurts my world,&lt;br /&gt;Just affects the ones around me&lt;br /&gt;When sin's deep in my blood,&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the one to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wish I could be the one,&lt;br /&gt;The one who won't care at all&lt;br /&gt;But being the one on the stand,&lt;br /&gt;I know the way to go, no one's guiding me.&lt;br /&gt;When time soaked with blood turns it's back,&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard to fall.&lt;br /&gt;Confided in me was your heart&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hurting you, but it's killing me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will last in this life,&lt;br /&gt;Our time is spent constructing,&lt;br /&gt;Now you're perfecting a world... meant to sin.&lt;br /&gt;Constrict your hands around me,&lt;br /&gt;Squeeze till I cannot breathe,&lt;br /&gt;This air tastes dead inside me,&lt;br /&gt;Contribute to our plague.&lt;br /&gt;Break all your promises,&lt;br /&gt;Tear down this steadfast wall,&lt;br /&gt;Restraints are useless here,&lt;br /&gt;Tasting salvation's near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing hurts my world,&lt;br /&gt;Just affects the ones around me&lt;br /&gt;When sin's deep in my blood,&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the one to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wish I could be the one,&lt;br /&gt;The one who won't care at all&lt;br /&gt;But being the one on the stand,&lt;br /&gt;I know the way to go, no one's guiding me.&lt;br /&gt;When time soaked with blood turns it's back,&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard to fall.&lt;br /&gt;Confided in me was your heart&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hurting you, but it's killing me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Unholy Confessions -&lt;br /&gt;- Avenged Sevenfold -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just being too happy or being deluded?&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing something to cover my euphoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say things that seems like it may be from fairy tales,&lt;br /&gt;in which i don't believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't believe in something but yet i make myself be blinded by it to keep myself happy.&lt;br /&gt;i doubt its worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe cause I'm just a coward.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i prefer bliss over grieve&lt;br /&gt;maybe i just don't want the other party to feel hurt&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's why it always never work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to change my perspective, i can't just play it safe anymore&lt;br /&gt;i played it safe once, i did something so terrible, I'm still shaken till now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or, maybe I'm just one of those type of people that must make simple things, complicated.&lt;br /&gt;i hate showing my problems because it shows my weakness but in doing so,&lt;br /&gt;I'm revealing more of my weaker side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone told me she hates me because of my attitude,&lt;br /&gt;how i show myself as being someone so heartless even though i care but i can never show it.&lt;br /&gt;in a way i think i know what she is trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;i am being to heartless towards people that i've lost my soul, i'm just a living thing, thats all, nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not making any fancy post today.&lt;br /&gt;because i want people to understand my problem,&lt;br /&gt;i think i need to show it, somehow&lt;br /&gt;i've been lost in a way, lost my soul that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today it happend to me, i got a big slap in the face, just by one simple un-replying of someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked a simple question which did not receive its simple answer,&lt;br /&gt;then possibilities were created in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;maybe she is busy,&lt;br /&gt;she is overseas, &lt;br /&gt;she did not receive the message due to it being intercepted,&lt;br /&gt;she choose not to reply cause i might be being too pushy,&lt;br /&gt;she choose not to reply cause she knows what i am up to,&lt;br /&gt;her prepaid is finished,&lt;br /&gt;she mite be affecting someone else,&lt;br /&gt;someone else mite be hooking her up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone also told me not to take it too seriously, but why should'nt i?&lt;br /&gt;u can take it too seriously over someone and go crazy about him,&lt;br /&gt;i envy that a lot, i want to be like that, to feel love, to embrace it again.&lt;br /&gt;i"m sorry if that hurts you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which leads me to another problem,&lt;br /&gt;i keep thinking and worrying about how others feel towards my action, i must stop this and think about how i feel instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe, maybe i'm just being crazy and worrying myself far too much of something which is not even a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;'she has the decision, she holds it' - i agree, but i think i can do what ever it takes to make her decision be as close to what i want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm giving it 12hours starting from 3.40pm, if there is no answer, i will go crazy and do something rash,stupid,bold but at least i can either end it or with a glint of hope, a flicker maybe? turn into something even deeper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am insane i am...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-7324722421251158188?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/7324722421251158188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=7324722421251158188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7324722421251158188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7324722421251158188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-wish-i-could-be-one.html' title='I Wish I Could Be The One...'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-147073213490113482</id><published>2008-10-06T01:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T01:07:38.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hope this is one of those 'i can understand' post :D</title><content type='html'>***note*** owner of blog mite already be dead due to someone murdering him.. when i mean someone i mean the person this post is too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY CRAP I'M FUCKING GONNA GET KILLED BY HER FOR DOING THIS!!!! O_O!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES SAM!!! ITS U!! i'm gonna post a blog entry about U!!!! ARRRGHHHH!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea Samantha!!!... i have no clue what to write about.. maybe a bio profile of her??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha age 17, single (lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. dots.. sooo yea this is crap.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAMANTHA!!! i really hope you understand this post cause i bloody don't lol... sooooooooooo.... can i stick to my old style please??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : on the term of how we communicate, maybe i can give you an example when we meet up hehe XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im soo fucking dead...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-147073213490113482?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/147073213490113482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=147073213490113482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/147073213490113482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/147073213490113482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-hope-this-is-one-of-those-i-can.html' title='i hope this is one of those &apos;i can understand&apos; post :D'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-8243708829022201803</id><published>2008-10-03T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:12:12.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cry alone, I've gone away&lt;br /&gt;No more nights, no more pain&lt;br /&gt;I've gone alone, took all my strength&lt;br /&gt;I've made the change,&lt;br /&gt;I won't see you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow, sank deep inside my blood&lt;br /&gt;all the ones around me,&lt;br /&gt;I cared for and loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Building up inside of me&lt;br /&gt;A place so dark, so cold, I had to set me free&lt;br /&gt;Don't mourn for me, you're not the one to place the blame&lt;br /&gt;As bottles called my name, I won't see you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow, sank deep inside my blood&lt;br /&gt;all the ones around me,&lt;br /&gt;I cared for and most of all I loved&lt;br /&gt;but I can't see myself that way&lt;br /&gt;please don't forget me or cry while I'm away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far away, I'm gone. Please don't follow me tonight.&lt;br /&gt;And while I'm gone, everything, it will be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more breath inside&lt;br /&gt;Essence left my heart tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back to me, this is un-conceivable&lt;br /&gt;Breaking apart the ones you love&lt;br /&gt;Hate runs deep for what you've done to us&lt;br /&gt;Left alone through suicide...suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to die, take away my life&lt;br /&gt;lay by your side, please:.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my face you pierce with a blank stare&lt;br /&gt;No dream could prepare a heart for a lifeless friend.&lt;br /&gt;she's gone. Nothing will take back time.&lt;br /&gt;I need her back, but nothing will take back time.&lt;br /&gt;take back time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see just fine, you in my life,&lt;br /&gt;there by my side as it starts to fade&lt;br /&gt;I know this can't be right, stuck in a dream&lt;br /&gt;a nightmare full of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;full of pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look back and see the twisted road&lt;br /&gt;Best friends and despair took its toll&lt;br /&gt;Take away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't be replaced&lt;br /&gt;I'm left alone with you&lt;br /&gt;in spirit and the words&lt;br /&gt;you wrote to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow, sank deep inside my blood&lt;br /&gt;all the ones around me, I cared for&lt;br /&gt;and most of all I loved&lt;br /&gt;but I can't see myself that way&lt;br /&gt;please don't forget me&lt;br /&gt;or cry while I'm away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-8243708829022201803?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/8243708829022201803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=8243708829022201803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8243708829022201803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8243708829022201803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/10/cry-alone-ive-gone-away-no-more-nights.html' title=''/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-6959719642235027901</id><published>2008-09-28T13:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T13:11:07.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We keep writing, talking and planning, but everything's changing&lt;br /&gt;We all know what to do but no one does it&lt;br /&gt;Now this time has passed, and full of regret&lt;br /&gt;Two in my heart have left me awhile, I stand alone&lt;br /&gt;When they get back, it won't be the same&lt;br /&gt;Never be the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life, you've always been there&lt;br /&gt;Now you're gone, and my head's spinning&lt;br /&gt;Left the childhood, left the memories, left the good times in the past&lt;br /&gt;Moving on your time has run out&lt;br /&gt;Wishing the clock would stand still, the world can wait&lt;br /&gt;Wasting away once again, once lived as friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never will I forget you, and all the memories past,&lt;br /&gt;So rarely I get to see your face.&lt;br /&gt;Growing I looked to you in guidance,&lt;br /&gt;We knew that time would kill us, but you're still so close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me you were my life,&lt;br /&gt;To me you were my soul companion.&lt;br /&gt;Now you are so far away,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can take away the times, and the memories we've had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back, to the days when we were young,&lt;br /&gt;Come back, to the days when nothing mattered,&lt;br /&gt;To the days where nothing mattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time passes by, regrets for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;The ones who I confide were gone in the black of the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-6959719642235027901?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-8567704794655545604</id><published>2008-09-27T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T00:33:04.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY nightmare..</title><content type='html'>Black enchanting eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Cut through my heart&lt;br /&gt;With no regret or sign of life&lt;br /&gt;They tear apart my pride&lt;br /&gt;And cold runs through my veins&lt;br /&gt;I feel their stare from miles&lt;br /&gt;Haunting every step&lt;br /&gt;And they won't stop hunting me down&lt;br /&gt;I know the time will come,&lt;br /&gt;When all around me is burned&lt;br /&gt;And you'll still see me there&lt;br /&gt;Asking where you went too&lt;br /&gt;And what person brought you here&lt;br /&gt;And why you left the burning children&lt;br /&gt;Cold out in the night&lt;br /&gt;And calling for you all alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark in their hearts,&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it burn inside of me&lt;br /&gt;Tormented young with no soul, haunting me&lt;br /&gt;Pain in their life all they know is misery&lt;br /&gt;Take these chains away that are holding me down&lt;br /&gt;Holding me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll find you alone&lt;br /&gt;Your desperate and villainous ways&lt;br /&gt;Turning their hearts into stone&lt;br /&gt;They seek more than vengeance&lt;br /&gt;Look in their eyes, your pain is their satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;Look in their eyes and see the darkness take hold&lt;br /&gt;Burn.. for the rest of time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the haunting words&lt;br /&gt;Lost children with no heart are crying&lt;br /&gt;Turning there hearts into stone&lt;br /&gt;And you're the lost mother they're calling&lt;br /&gt;Go now, run and hide&lt;br /&gt;I hear them crying at night&lt;br /&gt;Outside when their planets are falling&lt;br /&gt;They want to feel and know you hear them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-8567704794655545604?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/8567704794655545604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=8567704794655545604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8567704794655545604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8567704794655545604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-memories.html' title='MY nightmare..'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-6884108016401356975</id><published>2008-09-25T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:24:04.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY im nt to sure what to say here...</title><content type='html'>WARNING!!&lt;br /&gt;: uninteresting post dont read, loads of spelling n grammatical error due to me being sick.. hmm achoo?? yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OO AHH OOO AHHH... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found out that i'm kind off a hypocrite of somesort..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo its nt abt bashing ppl this is abt MUSIC. i will tell y i hate/like certain kind of music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, i told ppl i hate RAP/RNB etc.&lt;br /&gt;nt cause im racist.. [im asian which is minority itself n even tat im a in a minority race with and even more minority culture, in a MINUTE country, lol... ill get to tat part later..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so rap/rnb no way nono me hate it lots n lots buuuttttt!!! guess wat? i listen to NU METAL.. well u mite ask wats tat got to do for u nt liking rap/rnb?? well hmm get this quote :nu metal is a musical genre that emerged in the mid 1990s which fuses influences from grunge and alternative metal with funk music, HIP HOP and various heavy metal genres,such as groove metal and industrial metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see tat? up there in CAPITAL LETTERS, yea, hip hop.. bands like slipknot,system of a down,linkin park, limp bizkit, korn, etc. if u listen to their songs u can hear RAPPING in thm.. so yea i HATE RAP but i listen to METAL tat has rap in it but im ok with it.. (tat gotta change)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea... confusing but yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY SOLUTION TO THIS?? well i think ill give rap/rnb a chance this time round. though u have reasons nt to like them, mainly due to lyrical contents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nw ppl mite say : i dont get wat u mean by LYRICAL CONTENT??&lt;br /&gt; ok, an example wud be this song : ridin' by Chamillionare ft Krayzie bone&lt;br /&gt;the lyrics to their songs are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police think they can see me lean&lt;br /&gt;I'm tint so it ain't easy to be seen&lt;br /&gt;When you see me ride by they can see the glean&lt;br /&gt;And my shine on the deck and the TV screen&lt;br /&gt;Ride with a new chick, she like hold up&lt;br /&gt;Next to the playstation controller is a full clip and my pistola&lt;br /&gt;Turn a jacker into a coma&lt;br /&gt;Girl you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone&lt;br /&gt;Just tryin to bone ain't tryin to have no babies&lt;br /&gt;Rock clean itself so I pull in ladies&lt;br /&gt;Laws of patrolling you know they hate me&lt;br /&gt;Music turned all the way up until the maximum&lt;br /&gt;I can speak for some niggas tryin to jack for some&lt;br /&gt;But we packin somethin that we have and um will have a nigga locked up in the maximum&lt;br /&gt;Security cell, I'm grippin oak&lt;br /&gt;Music loud and tippin slow&lt;br /&gt;Twist and twistin like hit this dough&lt;br /&gt;Pull up from behind and is in his throat&lt;br /&gt;Windows down gotta stop pollution&lt;br /&gt;CDs change niggas like who is that producing?&lt;br /&gt;This the Play-N-Skillz when we out and cruisin&lt;br /&gt;Got warrants in every city except Houston but I'm still ain't losin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well tats just the first verse, n i can give loads of hmm comments just on tat. nw ull knw the reason being y i cant stand this kind of music..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first off there is obvius rascism in just the first 2 lines : i'm TINT so it ain't easy to be seen: nw see tat, he is sayin himself as black so well yea they cant see him due to the window being well BLACK, nw they bring in rascism to their song, dont blame us if we are saying since they alr are accepting it[dont get it well nvm]&lt;br /&gt;'ride with a new CHICK, she like hold up'..'just tryin to bone ain't tryin to have no babies' every rap song there must have smth involving SEX, nw i knw y so many teens are getting pregnant cause they r pimping hoes u knw wat im saying?? they say the n word but other ppl cant?? thn whn we say the n word, woah, its ON?? like wtf? but i guess its the same for me though, i hate mats but i call ppl mats.. oooo ahhh. ok well u ppl just read the lyrics n u can sum up hw politicaly,ethnically,socially,culturely inappropriate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey ive got nth against ppl listening to thm ok :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing i hate is this n this involves metal/rock music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apperently ive notice tat only heavy,trash,black,death metal are the REAL metal music n that other subgenre are nt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn i got flamed on the net whn i say a7x is freaking hardcore n they go oh no they r f**s listen to so on n so forth cause they scream/play more hardcore... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n thn there is this thing tat i see :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a group of metal heads are talkin abt well yea metal. thn this guy comes in n say 'heard of nightwish?' n they go 'nightwish? wtf u listen to symphonic metal, ure gay , they r pop, listen to *insert 'hardcore' metal band*, n etc etc.'[i PG it to reasons of lazyness].. so yea u listen to metal but wow everyone's taste of metal is wrong n only urs is rite? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another things i can say i HATE metal is due to their stereotypical fans.. just cause u listen to metal, doesnt make ur balls any harder thn tat guy tat listens to pop, like huh? i listen to metal but u dont see me screaming 24/7 n acting all gruffy n having long hair.. im too freaking sickly to even be tat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well rock is a totally diffrent thing..&lt;br /&gt; rock is supposed to be like the only form of proper music for some ppl. but the way i see it, rock is the most fucked up genre due to it being misleaded by punk rock n emo rock..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;punk is the most basic form of rock music, with the same drum beats, same bass beat n same guitar rifts, even the solo is the same.. thn they sing it like they are the most uber hardcore band ever been made whn all they are doing is singing out of tune..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo rock isint really any diffrent but its smth tat made the trend of rockers.. if ure a teen thn u must be emo, thn if ure old thn u can be GUNs N Roses lol.. so as long as ure a rocker u have to be an emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyrically speaking, punk/emo are kinds similar to rap/rnb with the only diffrence is tat its abt love.. but lets get this straight, whn a guy sings abt him nt giving a shit abt this girl n say UR LOVE IS A LIE n go all emo?? huh a guy bitching abt a girl? there is so many things which is by mother nature wrong in tat sentence.. so yea for those rockers out there simple plan/click five are the next GUNs N Roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;techno n trance.. hmm i dont have to really say much abt thm, computer edited songs which repeat the same thing over n over again with computer treble/bass n a computer edited vocalist singing which sounds like 2 chipmunks having butt sex thn whn the chorus comes, ORGASM time for the chipmunks.. ppl whu listen to techno/trance, dont even tell me this is music this is nt, its just edited computer sounds alrite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey this is my opinion.. if u get offended so much by one person bashing over this thn hmm u got issues.. i have nth against all the ppl listening to this but yea i just wanna have my say.. (y am i talking like 1000ppl are reading this?)(beats me, n stop monologing urself) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BURP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-6884108016401356975?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/6884108016401356975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=6884108016401356975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/6884108016401356975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/6884108016401356975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-im-nt-to-sure-what-to-say-here.html' title='MY im nt to sure what to say here...'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-9118674928190708971</id><published>2008-09-23T22:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T23:11:13.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY wishlist :D</title><content type='html'>woah, haven made a proper for a long time.. doubt i even made any at all -.- nevermind anyways, this post will be full of hmm my NEEDS AND WANTS AND SUCH!!! YESSS AHHHHHH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well wanna know what is it that i've wanted??????? take a look at this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vmcYZzuPRA/SNj_6aYYTYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LluhB6kkovU/s1600-h/vengeance_custom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vmcYZzuPRA/SNj_6aYYTYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LluhB6kkovU/s320/vengeance_custom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249226744679386498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is Zacky Vengeance of A7X fucking guitar!!!! its called the Schecter Vengeance Custom... which cost US$1099, not including shipment prices and such &gt;&lt; well here is another one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get a load of this people LOOK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vmcYZzuPRA/SNkBSw7Zb-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/7CJwyUdCIRY/s1600-h/synyster_custom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vmcYZzuPRA/SNkBSw7Zb-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/7CJwyUdCIRY/s320/synyster_custom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249228262560329698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is Synyster Gates of A7X fucking guitar!!!! (lol) Schecter Synyster Custom :D this baby cost US$1399!!! X_X.. i want it soooo baddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, nevermind, ill get the normal ones but still unsure which to get, maybe the cheaper of the two so its Vengeance it is lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well here is another wish (hmm wants?? goals??) i wanna get for something else..&lt;br /&gt;99 RANGE!! well for my runescape game, but maybe not that soon, kinda bored of it. mainly just go online to molest little 12 year old boys(girls) -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another thing i wanna wish off!! GET MY FUCKING JOB!!! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another, GOOD EXAM RESULTS OMG I THINK I SCREW UP ALL MY PAPER DUE TO LAST MINUTE STUDYING(whatever that is)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see what else i wanna wish, oo get a new tv, that godamn thing blew up today WTF..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(thinks)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish to get laid.. not sure when, hopefully by next year.. (hint hint)-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish feeks will grow her assets ASAP so i can oogle at it when i go out with her. (YES BITCH I WISH I WISH!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i say i wanna get laid? yea get laid, whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder if hida is pissed at me calling her kakak O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i can talk alot... i mean type&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA I WISH TO BE IN A FREAKING BAND FOR THE LOVE OF EVERYTHING RIGHT IN THIS FORSAKEN WORLD!!!! (i think ammy also wants that..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish that the every player one tekken machine is fixed so i can play my steve -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish AZAZEL will stop rolling like a hmm ball... fuck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm ok i wish for world peace.. not sure if there is war or not but yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish to publish my 6 part epic novel lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish all my wish will come true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i have more to write but my brain is kinda jammed up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : its AuelVengEanc3 now BITCHES!! well you know who you are, don't get insulted its not you but you, yes you not you though ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a bloody dick aren't i? hell yea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-9118674928190708971?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/9118674928190708971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=9118674928190708971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/9118674928190708971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/9118674928190708971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-wishlist-d.html' title='MY wishlist :D'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vmcYZzuPRA/SNj_6aYYTYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LluhB6kkovU/s72-c/vengeance_custom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-3397625721293822876</id><published>2008-09-20T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:03:15.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY treasure</title><content type='html'>My story starts the day they said "she can't be found"&lt;br /&gt;The news so dark, heart stopped, stood silent without a sound&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow swallows my screams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in silence with heaven above me,&lt;br /&gt;While I search for closure I feel it no longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the carnage, praying that the sun will never rise.&lt;br /&gt;Living another day in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;These feelings can't be right, lend me your courage to stand up and fight, oh tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Only you can be my guidance,&lt;br /&gt;But you're no where to be found.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-3397625721293822876?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/3397625721293822876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=3397625721293822876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3397625721293822876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/3397625721293822876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/09/treasure.html' title='MY treasure'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-1025289416533688104</id><published>2008-09-17T18:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T18:06:08.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY ... just put watever u wan..</title><content type='html'>Jealousy's an ugly word, but you don't seem to care&lt;br /&gt;Converse behind my back, but now I'm here&lt;br /&gt;Need no one to comply with me though everyone that I defeat&lt;br /&gt;Don"t need you, fuck camaraderie, this rage will never go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're on my back when the water gets too deep for you to breathe&lt;br /&gt;A crutch for you that won't always be there&lt;br /&gt;Hide in the dark another day&lt;br /&gt;The fear in you is here to stay&lt;br /&gt;So keep the fuck away from me and learn to trust the words I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hatred fuels my blood&lt;br /&gt;I'll burn ya down (You can't help me)&lt;br /&gt;One king to watch the horsemen fall&lt;br /&gt;I'll fight 'til the end (I won't help you)&lt;br /&gt;I can't trust anyone (Witness and see it in my eyes)&lt;br /&gt;Now I can understand&lt;br /&gt;Put faith in you for the last time&lt;br /&gt;It's sorrow that feeds your lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running from me before I tear you down (Be afraid)&lt;br /&gt;You chose the wrong side (It feels so right)&lt;br /&gt;I won't help you, let you run away (Despise what you say)&lt;br /&gt;Run towards the light exposing your soul (We won't be there by your side)&lt;br /&gt;Salvation's dying (Somebody's crying)&lt;br /&gt;We're all gone in the end&lt;br /&gt;Sweet child we'll miss you&lt;br /&gt;so far away, far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't trust anyone (Witness and see it in my eyes)&lt;br /&gt;Now I can understand (Put faith in you for the last time)&lt;br /&gt;It's sorrow that feeds your lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling away&lt;br /&gt;Can't buy back time&lt;br /&gt;Burn it down anyways&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-1025289416533688104?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/1025289416533688104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=1025289416533688104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/1025289416533688104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/1025289416533688104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-just-put-watever-u-wan.html' title='MY ... just put watever u wan..'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-8710188167860347436</id><published>2008-09-14T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T19:01:41.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yours...</title><content type='html'>Your hazel-brown tint eyes watching every move I make.&lt;br /&gt;And that feeling of doubt, it's erased.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never feel alone again with you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;You're the one, and in you I confide more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we have gone through good and bad times.&lt;br /&gt;But your unconditional love was always on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;You've been there from the start for me.&lt;br /&gt;And your love's always been true as can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give my heart to you.&lt;br /&gt;I give my heart, cause nothing can compare in this world to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-8710188167860347436?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/8710188167860347436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=8710188167860347436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8710188167860347436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8710188167860347436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-dream-o.html' title='Yours...'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-8082476106574542128</id><published>2008-09-11T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:04:10.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY ... ❤</title><content type='html'>We used to swim the same moonlight waters&lt;br /&gt;Oceans away from the wakeful day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scent of the sea before the waking of the world&lt;br /&gt;Brings me to thee&lt;br /&gt;Into the blue memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A siren from the deep came to me&lt;br /&gt;Sang my name my longing&lt;br /&gt;Still I write my songs about that dream of mine&lt;br /&gt;Worth everything I may ever be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me, cure me, kill me, bring me home&lt;br /&gt;Every way, every day&lt;br /&gt;I keep on watching us sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fall will be for you&lt;br /&gt;My love will be in you&lt;br /&gt;If you be the one to cut me&lt;br /&gt;I will bleed forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fall will be for you&lt;br /&gt;My love will be in you&lt;br /&gt;You were the one to cut me&lt;br /&gt;So I`ll bleed forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-8082476106574542128?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/8082476106574542128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=8082476106574542128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8082476106574542128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8082476106574542128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/09/my.html' title='MY ... ❤'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-7290622369292244907</id><published>2008-09-10T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T00:42:06.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY enigma</title><content type='html'>Wake up&lt;br /&gt;Grab a brush and put a little makeup&lt;br /&gt;Hide the scars to fade away the shake up&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you leave the keys up on the table?&lt;br /&gt;Here you go create another fable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause you wanted to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you trust,in my Self-righteous suicide,&lt;br /&gt;I cry when angels deserve to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes, forsaken me&lt;br /&gt;In your thoughts, forsaken me&lt;br /&gt;In your heart, forsaken me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-7290622369292244907?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/7290622369292244907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=7290622369292244907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7290622369292244907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/7290622369292244907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-enigma.html' title='MY enigma'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-8113631320103444059</id><published>2008-09-09T01:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T01:27:36.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY roller-coaster ride</title><content type='html'>my life's like tat, don't think so?.... some convincing then, maybe your life is similar too.. (WATEFUCKAMITYPING?!??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roller coaster ride = helter skelter life = :S = X_X = me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, this will help??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere life is good, and things go as they should&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to find, but that's alright yeah&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the way, push harder everyday&lt;br /&gt;It's deep inside, that shining light yeah&lt;br /&gt;But I'm scarred, by barriers placed in my path&lt;br /&gt;I'm scathed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ride that takes me through life&lt;br /&gt;Leads me into darkness but emerges into light&lt;br /&gt;No one can ever slow me down&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay unbound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when we're young, and always on the run&lt;br /&gt;It gets so dark and I know that place yeah&lt;br /&gt;So don't be too concerned, you've got a lot to learn&lt;br /&gt;Well so do I and we've got plenty of time yeah&lt;br /&gt;Don't fall off the track yet with so many races to go&lt;br /&gt;Hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ride that takes me through life&lt;br /&gt;Leads me into darkness but emerges into light&lt;br /&gt;No one can ever slow me down&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay unbound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some live so wrong, with what we do is each his own&lt;br /&gt;But living in fear, endless shame for countless years&lt;br /&gt;I never lived in fear I knew I'd die another day&lt;br /&gt;I never viewed my life as something... slipping away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some live so wrong, with what we do is each his own&lt;br /&gt;But living in fear, endless shame for countless years&lt;br /&gt;I never lived in fear I knew I'd die another day&lt;br /&gt;I never viewed my life as something... slipping away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing here to take for granted&lt;br /&gt;With each breath that we take&lt;br /&gt;The hands of time strip youth from our bodies,&lt;br /&gt;And we fade,&lt;br /&gt;Memories remain,&lt;br /&gt;As time goes on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing here to take for granted&lt;br /&gt;With each breath that we take&lt;br /&gt;The hands of time strip youth from our bodies,&lt;br /&gt;And we fade,&lt;br /&gt;Memories remain,&lt;br /&gt;As time goes on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-8113631320103444059?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/8113631320103444059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155247978830304613&amp;postID=8113631320103444059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8113631320103444059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155247978830304613/posts/default/8113631320103444059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-roller-coaster-ride.html' title='MY roller-coaster ride'/><author><name>Auel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155247978830304613.post-3606243442905895873</id><published>2008-09-06T14:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T14:17:23.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY glimpse of light..</title><content type='html'>ever have the feeling how it will feel to be dead??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like walking into a dream, so unlike what you've seen&lt;br /&gt;So unsure but it seems, ’cause we’ve been waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Fallen into this place, just giving you a small taste&lt;br /&gt;Of your afterlife here so stay, you'll be back here soon anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a distant light, but girl this can't be right&lt;br /&gt;Such a surreal place to see so how did this come to be&lt;br /&gt;Arrived too early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I think of all the places I just don't belong&lt;br /&gt;I've come to grips with life and realize this is going too far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here, we gotta move on dear&lt;br /&gt;Escape from this afterlife&lt;br /&gt;’Cause this time I'm right to move on and on&lt;br /&gt;Far away from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place of hope and no pain, perfect skies with no rain&lt;br /&gt;Can leave this place but refrain, ’cause we've been waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Fallen into this place, just giving you a small taste&lt;br /&gt;Of your afterlife here so stay, you'll be back here soon anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This peace on earth's not right (with my back against the wall)&lt;br /&gt;No pain or sign of time (I’m much too young to fall)&lt;br /&gt;So out of place don't wanna stay, I feel wrong and that's my sign&lt;br /&gt;I've made up my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me your hand but realize I just wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Please understand I have to leave and carry on my own life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here, I gotta move on dear&lt;br /&gt;escape from this afterlife&lt;br /&gt;’Cause this time I'm right to move on and on,&lt;br /&gt;far away from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got nothing against you and surely I'll miss you&lt;br /&gt;This place full of peace and light, and I’d hope you might&lt;br /&gt;Take me back inside when the time is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved ones back home all crying ’cause they're already missing me&lt;br /&gt;I pray by the grace of God that there's somebody listening&lt;br /&gt;Give me a chance to be that person I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;(I am unbroken; I’m choking on this ecstasy)&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord I'll try so hard but you gotta let go of me&lt;br /&gt;(Unbreak me, unchain me, I need another chance to live)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here, I gotta move on dear&lt;br /&gt;escape from this afterlife&lt;br /&gt;’Cause this time I'm right to move on and on,&lt;br /&gt;far away from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got nothing against you and surely I'll miss you&lt;br /&gt;This place full of peace and light, and I’d hope you might&lt;br /&gt;Take me back inside when the time is right&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155247978830304613-3606243442905895873?l=auelsource.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auelsource.blogspot.com/feeds/3606243442905895873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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