<?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-29262428</id><updated>2011-07-25T18:04:08.115+03:00</updated><title type='text'>BTWEEN THE LINES OF FEAR AND BLAME...YOU BEGIN TO WONDER WHY U CAME          (The fray)</title><subtitle type='html'>Eighteen years, 
it's breaking you down now that you understand there's no one around.
Take a breath, just take a seat your falling apart and tearing at the seems.(fray)
Heaven forbid you end up alone, you don't know why
Hold on tight, wait for tomorrow, you'll be alright</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>FASHIONOLOGIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193343967819930280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29262428.post-3882284443839150793</id><published>2007-11-16T09:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T09:11:13.828+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I need to know if her heart is whole… that she could give it away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doest it help to see yourself in them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;after this post, i no longer share this blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29262428-3882284443839150793?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://ic1.deviantart.com/fs15/f/2007/051/8/e/sex_by_blisterine66.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29262428.post-4306986508485131466</id><published>2007-11-01T02:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T02:44:43.620+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He Truley Has To Love ... LOVE ....Before He Can Truley Love Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dose He ? or Does He Not ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29262428-4306986508485131466?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/4306986508485131466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29262428&amp;postID=4306986508485131466&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/4306986508485131466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/4306986508485131466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/2007/11/hetruleyhastolove.html' title=''/><author><name>FASHIONOLOGIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193343967819930280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29262428.post-116791631580249796</id><published>2007-01-04T13:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T16:11:55.936+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yesterday was my&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; birthday&lt;/span&gt; and well theres &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; difference btween yestreday and 2 day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;im leaving on the 16th of january and im not getting that exciting rush i was expecting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;im 19 and my birthday wish was to become 6 again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;On broken wings I'm falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And it won't be long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The skin on me is burning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;By the fires of the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;On skinned kneesI'm bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And it won't be longI've got to find that meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'll search for so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Cry ourselves to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We will sleep alone forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29262428-116791631580249796?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/116791631580249796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29262428&amp;postID=116791631580249796&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/116791631580249796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/116791631580249796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/2007/01/yesterday-was-my-birthday-and-well.html' title=''/><author><name>FASHIONOLOGIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193343967819930280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29262428.post-116567916026121577</id><published>2006-12-09T17:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T19:03:15.930+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;When I offered you survival,You said it's hard enough to live &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( THE KILLERS )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;no shit let me think cuz it is........ and as humans we do give up and feel worthless and want to kill our selves and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO IM NOT GOING TO COMMIT SUICIDE&lt;/span&gt; AND NO MY BLOG ISNT (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; I WANT TO DIE BLOG&lt;/span&gt; ) BUT I ONLY WRITE IN IT WHEN IM EXTRMLLY HAPPY OR VICE VERSA so yea i was saying life suxs espcially when uve wanted something so bad for so long but BOOOOM its happening and ................&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;um i dont want it to happen i want to be 6 again&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EVERYTHING IS CHANGING&lt;/span&gt; .........&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I WENT AND THEY GAVE ME A STUPID EXCUSE ...i miss u ....im broke &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...she sappose come in a couple of days i dont want to see her .......STOP SCREAMING .... im not a pink girl im more of a palet of colors i was once upon a time a very bright and spirited kid and tha was sucked out of me and now im just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...ME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and come to think of it i dont think htat i would befriend myself if i werent me but when u get to know me im not that bad i wanna have a baby but i dont want all the strings attached that come with it ...and im not talking about the dippers more like the man that behind the baby making ... will it change me ... will i be the same... i dunno ... i hope not .. i promised .. oo bakoon gadaha ....PRIVACY ..damn it respect my damn privacy yes and my laptop is something i consider private FAHAMTY ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WTF IS WRONG WITH UR DAMN HEAD IM BUSY SO DONT STARE AT ME I DONT LIKE IT WHEN IM DOING SOMETHING AND UR STARING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;u stupid retard im busy if i werent in a public place i would of beat the hell out of u ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fara7 shut up i dont wear a 3abaya in the states so leve me alone .... i hate the way they r taught things relating to extremists ......im starting to like the name 9ager ....in my head it sounds fine but i dont know if i actually call someone 9ager how would it sound......KIDS r so amusing and its so fun to watch them talk to each other and communicate .....baba i love u i swear i do and i love the fact the we spent a good four hours in the car to day see i told u etha masakna 5a6 layn 5ubar we would of been there by now but nooooooooo u dident listen to be instead we went around all of riyadh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yes we spent 4 hours roming around riyadh me and baba fee 3iz el thuher and it was HOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.....aaaaaaaaah yara i hate the fact tha i wont be here when u grow up when u go through those critical years of becoming who u r bas no fear mama is getting old so she will have more time on her hands ...and yes dearest sis uve grown and so has 3azeez and yes in such a cruel society that mean 3azeez starts to think that u dont i7trim him if u dont ring him a glass of water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 3azeez if u werent HOT i would of turned u into a gay guy ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.......aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah where the yemani guy ive been waiting for my whole life MOROJ IF U READ THIS THEN U STILL OWE ME ONE OF UR COUSINS yes u promised me him in 6th grade and its been 8 years and u still havent FEDEXed HIM ........i dont like chocolate ........i  would prefer a bag of chips so next time u wanna get me somehting get me chips and a7med im not jayzaniyah cuz i like tasaly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; OK ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;and i conclued this post like every other post with a song ( or shall i say part of a song ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I feel it inside, down in my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And I just can't hide these things that I know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Someone must have loved you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Not the way that I do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;You're missing what I'm trying to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ain't nothing getting in my way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;So tell me that's fantastic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And promise me, you'll always sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I find it so romantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When you look into my beautiful eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And lose control &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Who let you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;~&gt;@.#,%^&amp;*()&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Help me through the hopeless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;my oh my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tragic eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I can't even recognize myself behind So if the answer is no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Can I change your mind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;~&gt;@.#,$%^&amp;amp;*()&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I believe in you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I'm coming to find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;If it takes me all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Wrong until you make it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;~&gt;!.@#$%^&amp;*()&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If I gave you the truth, would it keep you alive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Though I'm closer to wrongI'm no further from right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And now I'm convinced on the inside that something's wrong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;~&gt;.!,@#$%^&amp;amp;*()&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Is it any wonder that I'm tired?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Is it any wonder that I feel uptight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Is it any wonder I don't know what's right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh, these days, after all the misery you made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Is it any wonder that I feel afraid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Is it any wonder that I feel betrayed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;~&gt;!.@#$,%^&amp;*()&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;You wait, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;wanting this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;To let you in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;And you stand there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;A frozen light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;In dark and empty streets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;You smile hiding behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;A God-given face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;But I know you're so much more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Everything they ignore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Is all that I need to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;You're the only one I ever believed in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;The answer that could never be found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;The moment you decided to let love in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Now I'm banging on the door of an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;The end of fear is where we begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;The moment we decided to let love in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK THIS IS BY FAR THE LONGEST POST IVE EVER WRITTER ( WELL I WROTE PART OF IT )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAFFELS ME ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29262428-116567916026121577?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/116567916026121577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29262428&amp;postID=116567916026121577&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/116567916026121577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/116567916026121577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/2006/12/when-i-offered-you-survivalyou-said.html' title=''/><author><name>FASHIONOLOGIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193343967819930280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29262428.post-116453704976091904</id><published>2006-11-26T13:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T13:30:49.816+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/103/290557108_11de226419_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/103/290557108_11de226419_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;AS HE TOOK ME IN HIS ARMS I SCREAMED IM NOT INSANE IM  JUST LOOKING FOR SOMEONE TO UNDERSTAND MY PAIN&lt;/span&gt; ................................. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND HE DID&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:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;   ( DIXIE CHICKS )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When the calls and conversations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Accidents and accusations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Messages and misperceptions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Paralyze my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Busses, cars, and airplanes leaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Burning fumes of gasoline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And everyone is running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And I come to find a refuge in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Easy silence that you make for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It's okay when there's nothing more to say to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And the peaceful quiet you create for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And the way you keep the world at bay for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And anger plays on every station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Answers only make more questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I need something to believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Breathe in sanctuary in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Easy silence that you make for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Children lose their youth too soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Watching war made us immune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And I've got all the world to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But I just want to hold on to the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Easy silence that you make for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PS .............WAFFELS  ( WITH A HINT OF ME )&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/29262428-116453704976091904?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/116453704976091904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29262428&amp;postID=116453704976091904&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/116453704976091904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/116453704976091904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/2006/11/as-he-took-me-in-his-arms-i-screamed.html' title=''/><author><name>FASHIONOLOGIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193343967819930280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29262428.post-116344989686678561</id><published>2006-11-13T19:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T23:31:36.880+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/112/290557094_65bcee9a3a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/112/290557094_65bcee9a3a_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; it took me about 3 weeks to doodel all of this  down ( during economics class )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;we had just started the year and i was SO CONFUSED N E WAYS SO  some of u guys might not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;think of this as art but to me this is as real as art gets lines and curves that come out from the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;depths of feelings each curve and line on that paper represents a tear and smile that i felt during thoes 3 weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and ill leave u with a song im starting to fall in love with more and more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;lips of an angel &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(BY:  Hinder )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Honey why are you calling me so late &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's kinda hard to talk right now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Honey why are you crying is everything okay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, my girls in the next room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometimes I wish she was you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I guess we never really moved on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's really good to hear your voice saying my name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It sounds so sweet Coming from the lips of an angel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hearing those words it makes me weak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But girl you make it hard to be faithful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;With the lips of an angel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's funny that you're calling me tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And yes I've dreamt of you too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And does he know you're talking to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Will it start a fight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No I don't think she has a clue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well my girls in the next room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometimes I wish she was you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I guess we never really moved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;on It's really good to hear your voice saying my name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It sounds so sweet Coming from the lips of an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29262428-116344989686678561?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/116344989686678561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29262428&amp;postID=116344989686678561&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/116344989686678561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/116344989686678561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/2006/11/it-took-me-about-3-weeks-t_116344989686678561.html' title=''/><author><name>FASHIONOLOGIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193343967819930280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29262428.post-116325205083153848</id><published>2006-11-11T16:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:34:10.840+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/105/290557117_90edd235ed.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/105/290557117_90edd235ed.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've still got your face&lt;br /&gt;Painted on my heart&lt;br /&gt;Drawn upon my soul&lt;br /&gt;Etched upon my memory, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I've got your kiss&lt;br /&gt;Still burning on my lips&lt;br /&gt;The touch of your fingertips&lt;br /&gt;This love so deep inside of me, baby&lt;br /&gt;I've tried everything that I can&lt;br /&gt;To get my heart to forget you&lt;br /&gt;But it just can't seem to&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's just no use&lt;br /&gt;In every part of me&lt;br /&gt;Is still a part of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( GONE IN 60 SECONDS )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29262428-116325205083153848?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/116325205083153848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29262428&amp;postID=116325205083153848&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/116325205083153848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/116325205083153848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/2006/11/ive-still-got-your-face-painted-on-my_11.html' title=''/><author><name>FASHIONOLOGIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193343967819930280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29262428.post-116104147948072978</id><published>2006-10-17T02:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T03:01:03.586+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="287" src="http://static.flickr.com/6/74509932_ff568749da.jpg?v=0" width="398" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange this sensation in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Creature i will become one&lt;br /&gt;On my way, there's no sun&lt;br /&gt;But i have to carry on&lt;br /&gt;Look my force is more powerfull&lt;br /&gt;Piece by piece vampire rules&lt;br /&gt;On my way, in my world&lt;br /&gt;I realize past life has gone.&lt;br /&gt;Future's changing again&lt;br /&gt;Impulses're driving me away in hell&lt;br /&gt;no tears in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;there's no beat in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I just feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;Growin' into my brain&lt;br /&gt;I'm still the son,&lt;br /&gt;The abandoned child of eternity&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong to the sky&lt;br /&gt;I just follow my way&lt;br /&gt;Ready to roam in the night&lt;br /&gt;I hear this symphony&lt;br /&gt;Running after the devil&lt;br /&gt;The prince of immortals&lt;br /&gt;Feared by everyone&lt;br /&gt;I am strong as hard as metal&lt;br /&gt;Innocent blood I must take on&lt;br /&gt;the crime is in my soul&lt;br /&gt;lust for life&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong to the sky&lt;br /&gt;I just follow my way&lt;br /&gt;Ready to roam in the night&lt;br /&gt;I hear this symphony&lt;br /&gt;Running after the devil&lt;br /&gt;The prince of immortals&lt;br /&gt;freak for every one&lt;br /&gt;I am proud as srtong as metal&lt;br /&gt;Creature of flesh I must devour&lt;br /&gt;To be free&lt;br /&gt;Lust for life&lt;br /&gt;Every night the realm is mine&lt;br /&gt;Beware until the sunrise in the sky&lt;br /&gt;In the night I stay here to bite&lt;br /&gt;Take care of you, blood thirsty I am one&lt;br /&gt;Eternalle.&lt;br /&gt;And in my dream&lt;br /&gt;All victims forgive me&lt;br /&gt;They watch me in the sky&lt;br /&gt;They light my way from the other side.&lt;br /&gt;No tears in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;there's no beat in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I just feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;Growin' into my brain&lt;br /&gt;I'm still the son.&lt;br /&gt;The abandoned child of eternity&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong to the sky&lt;br /&gt;I just follow my way&lt;br /&gt;Ready to roam in the night&lt;br /&gt;I hear this symphony&lt;br /&gt;Running after the devil&lt;br /&gt;The prince of immortals&lt;br /&gt;Feared by everyone&lt;br /&gt;I am strong as hard as metal&lt;br /&gt;Innocent blood I must take on&lt;br /&gt;the crime is in my soul&lt;br /&gt;lust for life&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong to the sky&lt;br /&gt;I just follow my way&lt;br /&gt;Ready to roam in the night&lt;br /&gt;I hear this symphony&lt;br /&gt;Running after the devil&lt;br /&gt;The prince of immortals&lt;br /&gt;freak for every one&lt;br /&gt;I am proud as srtong as metal&lt;br /&gt;Creature of flesh I must devour&lt;br /&gt;To be free&lt;br /&gt;Lust for life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29262428-116104147948072978?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/116104147948072978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29262428&amp;postID=116104147948072978&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/116104147948072978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/116104147948072978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/2006/10/strange-this-sensation-in-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://ic1.deviantart.com/fs15/f/2007/051/8/e/sex_by_blisterine66.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29262428.post-116051729048094312</id><published>2006-10-11T00:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T01:10:06.943+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;y cant there be this shop where u go and pick out a good looking MAN ( YES BISSA A MAN NOT A BOY  MAN ) ketha u pay and u get this  Catalogue and it has tons of pic in it and u just pick yes but u pick according to personality they would have to take a blood test ( or some shit like that ) and they would pair u up to the right group i mean come on im sure u guys have thought of it at least once and i know u totally agree so :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wish i was 6 yes 6 careless as can be and the only thing on my mind would be trying so hard to not get spagetti sauce on my clothes so mama wouldnt kill me and the daily shower i HAD TO TAKE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepless in sucky riaydh baba i know u wont read this but u didnt fax them im mad ur shahoooda is mad :"( and mama i know u could care less bas im going bowling and to luluz house LAZIM PLZZZ . AND YARA I SWEAR IF U DONT GO TO SLEEP RIGHT NOW ILL BUST A CAP UP UR SMALL A$$ . MAI U BELONG in zimbabwai loool&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29262428-116051729048094312?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/116051729048094312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29262428&amp;postID=116051729048094312&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/116051729048094312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/116051729048094312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/2006/10/y-cant-there-be-this-shop-where-u-go.html' title=''/><author><name>FASHIONOLOGIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193343967819930280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29262428.post-115971831863184452</id><published>2006-10-01T18:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T18:58:38.640+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the riddle ...................................life is a big confusing riddle and i cant manage to solve it ................im depressed ...............to all who know me know that i dont show it ..........ive buried myself under meaningless smiles itso october yes BLUE OCTOBER ............i wish i was 4 again :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29262428-115971831863184452?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/115971831863184452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29262428&amp;postID=115971831863184452&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115971831863184452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115971831863184452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/2006/10/riddle.html' title=''/><author><name>FASHIONOLOGIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193343967819930280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29262428.post-115689148657028379</id><published>2006-08-30T01:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T01:44:47.560+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well well,&lt;br /&gt;its boring, everything is boring. i had my first blutooth chitchat with a total strainger called strawberry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways it lasted three txts and then she kept blocking me after!! FUGG!! anyways her last msg was do u know me, i was like hua well not now, but i'd like to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol yeah that was completely 6i3si of me,, monz also thought so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways cant wait to get back to saudi, feels more like home, atleast i dont feel people trying to sell me cheep stuff expesive and when you bargen its like ur asking for his mother!! WTF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l8rz yall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29262428-115689148657028379?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/115689148657028379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29262428&amp;postID=115689148657028379&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115689148657028379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115689148657028379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-well-its-boring-everything-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://ic1.deviantart.com/fs15/f/2007/051/8/e/sex_by_blisterine66.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29262428.post-115573643490628971</id><published>2006-08-16T16:48:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T16:53:54.916+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I DEDICATE THIS POST TO LEO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE YOU DO WELL ON YOUR EXAMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THANKS FOR MAKING MY BLOG BEAUTIFUL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPANK YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29262428-115573643490628971?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/115573643490628971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29262428&amp;postID=115573643490628971&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115573643490628971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115573643490628971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-dedicate-this-post-to-leo-i-hope-you_16.html' title=''/><author><name>FASHIONOLOGIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193343967819930280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29262428.post-115546531751583996</id><published>2006-08-13T13:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T16:23:43.020+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 240px" height="320" src="http://static.flickr.com/10/16770964_44b0eefaee.jpg?v=0" width="375" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;table style="FILTER: GLOW(color='brown',strength=#+9)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;well, hey!! &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;table style="FILTER: GLOW(color='brown',strength=#+9)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;i like my new blog! dont you?!! &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;table style="FILTER: GLOW(color='brown',strength=#+9)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;and the most thing i like, well i'm not alone anymore, so here is my Sweetest new assistant posting her thoughts and mind.. &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;table style="FILTER: GLOW(color='brown',strength=#+9)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;anyways, SS, make me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tabe&gt; &lt;a href="http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=41441&amp;amp;topic=8918" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ADMIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;table style="FILTER: GLOW(color='brown',strength=#+9)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;so i could change in your settings add you links and the whole shebang, yeah also email me or let me know what do you want in ur blog -Whops! i mean mine! :D &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;table style="FILTER: GLOW(color='brown',strength=#+9)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;enjoy my new blog.. &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;table style="FILTER: GLOW(color='brown',strength=#+9)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;Peace out yall.. &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;table style="FILTER: GLOW(color='brown',strength=#+9)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;PS: why hasnt anyone commented on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://demonic-love.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Demonic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;table style="FILTER: GLOW(color='brown',strength=#+9)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;yet?!!!! &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&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;br /&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;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29262428-115546531751583996?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/115546531751583996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29262428&amp;postID=115546531751583996&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115546531751583996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115546531751583996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-hey-i-like-my-new-blog-dont-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://ic1.deviantart.com/fs15/f/2007/051/8/e/sex_by_blisterine66.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29262428.post-115543642246846977</id><published>2006-08-13T05:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T05:33:42.476+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Children's letters to god  ( Baba got me this book ) ( By Stuart Hample and Eric Marshall )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- DEAR GOD ....DID YOU MEAN FOR GIRAFFE TO LOOK LIKE THAT OR WAS IT AND ACCIDENT ?....................NORMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-DEAR GOD........ INSTEAD OF LETTING PEOPLE DIE AND HAVING TO MAKE NEW ONES WHY DONT YOU JUST KEEP THE ONES YOU GOT  NOW ?.......JANE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-DEAR GOD.........ITS OK THAT YOU MADE DIFFERENT RELIGONS BUT DONT YOU GET MIXED UP SOMETIMES   ? .................  ARNOLD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-DEAR GOD ........IN BIBLE TIMES DID THEY REALLY TALK THAT FANCY ?......JENNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-DEAR GOD....... WHEN YOU MADE THE FIRST MAN DID HE WORK AS GOOD AS WE DO NOW ?...............TOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-DEAR GOD .......GRANDPA SAYS THAT YOU WERE AROUND WHEN  HE WAS A LITTEL BOY . HOW FAR BACK DO YOU GO ?..............DENNIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( TELL ME IF YOU GUYS ENJOYED IT SO  I CAN POST MORE OF THEM )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29262428-115543642246846977?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/115543642246846977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29262428&amp;postID=115543642246846977&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115543642246846977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115543642246846977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/2006/08/childrens-letters-to-god-baba-got-me.html' title=''/><author><name>FASHIONOLOGIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193343967819930280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29262428.post-115534882500246422</id><published>2006-08-12T05:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T05:13:45.010+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Illusions never changed&lt;/span&gt; .............................................&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Into something real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29262428-115534882500246422?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/115534882500246422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29262428&amp;postID=115534882500246422&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115534882500246422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115534882500246422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/2006/08/illusions-never-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>FASHIONOLOGIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193343967819930280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29262428.post-115488650181981955</id><published>2006-08-06T20:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T21:07:37.586+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>COMMERCIAL TAG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey u guys i just wanted to know ur favoriate TV commercial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(mines the one for rice krispy when the mom and her son pour milk into the bowl and listen for the SNAP CRACKLE &amp; POP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tag:&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29262428-115488650181981955?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/115488650181981955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29262428&amp;postID=115488650181981955&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115488650181981955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115488650181981955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/2006/08/commercial-tag-hey-u-guys-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>FASHIONOLOGIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193343967819930280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29262428.post-115449129179103057</id><published>2006-08-02T06:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T13:49:25.160+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hold on Hold on&lt;/span&gt; i've been holding on for the past 5 fucking years to what just a fucking&lt;br /&gt;illusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a mirage .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you B and M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29262428-115449129179103057?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/115449129179103057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29262428&amp;postID=115449129179103057&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115449129179103057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115449129179103057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/2006/08/hold-on-hold-on-ive-been-holding-on.html' title=''/><author><name>FASHIONOLOGIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193343967819930280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29262428.post-115448305605015125</id><published>2006-08-02T04:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T04:44:16.060+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NUMB ..............................&lt;br /&gt;IVE HIT ROCK BOTTOM .....................THAST THE ONLY THING THATS GOING THROUGH MY MIND AS HES TALKING .............IS HE REALLY SERIOUS ............DOES HE MEAN IT ............CUZ HES HURTING ME AND HE DOSENT EVEN KNOW IT ................SOME1 TELL HIM TO STOP ..................&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hes hurting me and i cant bare it anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29262428-115448305605015125?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/115448305605015125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29262428&amp;postID=115448305605015125&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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yourselfI can only blame myselfYou can only blame meAnd I could write a songA hundred miles longWell, that's where I belongAnd you belong with meAnd I could write it downOr spread it all aroundGet lost and then get foundOr swallowed in the seaYou put me on a lineAnd hung me out to dryAnd darling that's when IDecided to go to see youYou cut me down to sizeAnd opened up my eyesMade me realizeWhat I could not seeAnd I could write a bookThe one they'll say that shookThe world, and then it tookIt took it back from meAnd I could write it downOr spread it all aroundGet lost and then get foundAnd you'll come back to meNot swallowed in the seaOoh...And I could write a songA hundred miles longWell, that's where I belongAnd you belong with meThe streets you're walking onA thousand houses longWell, that's where I belongAnd you belong with meOh what good is it to liveWith nothing left to giveForget but not forgiveNot loving all you seeOh the streets you're walking onA thousand houses longWell that's where I belongAnd you belong with meNot swallowed in the seaYou belong with meNot swallowed in the seaYeah, you belong with meNot swallowed in the sea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29262428-115243364491793046?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/115243364491793046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29262428&amp;postID=115243364491793046&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115243364491793046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115243364491793046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29262428.post-115036304267926248</id><published>2006-06-15T12:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T12:17:22.686+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;IF GOD WOULDNT BLAME HER ......SHE WOULD BUT A BULLET TO MY HEAD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I HAD NO IDEA WHAT TO SAY ...........I STARED AT HER WITH MY MOUTH WIDE OPEN ..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A VIRTUAL BLOOD BATH OF EMOTIONS &lt;strong&gt;......................................MISERABLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29262428-115036304267926248?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/115036304267926248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29262428&amp;postID=115036304267926248&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115036304267926248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115036304267926248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/2006/06/if-god-wouldnt-blame-her.html' title=''/><author><name>FASHIONOLOGIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193343967819930280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29262428.post-115012766903222166</id><published>2006-06-12T18:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T18:54:29.040+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>6 things you need to know about La Perla bella (La brazilian bella's sister)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I adore food (no not just eating it also watching it cooking it flirting with it and if it's possible in any way shape or form making luv to it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Watching any food network is as pleasurable to me as porno is to0o many many people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I talk dala3 but im no where NEAR dala3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I don't express my feelings but i do say whats on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ive got SUPER DUPER TRES MUCHO curly hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Im hilton K.S.A sister number 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S as i go on this list will be updated&lt;br /&gt;oh ya P.S.S this is written by La brazilian bella&lt;br /&gt;P. Triple S i know what P.S stands for :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29262428-115012766903222166?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/115012766903222166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29262428&amp;postID=115012766903222166&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115012766903222166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115012766903222166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/2006/06/6-things-you-need-to-know-about-la.html' title=''/><author><name>FASHIONOLOGIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193343967819930280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29262428.post-115012442492584687</id><published>2006-06-12T17:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T18:00:24.933+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sisters&lt;br /&gt;Sister-Such a simple word that means so very much... a little hug, a great big smile,a warm and gentle touch&lt;br /&gt;Sister-Such a simple word to cover all the ways you've helped me out and picked me up, brought sunshine to my days&lt;br /&gt;Sister- Such a simple word for someone held so dear, for someone who is cherished even more with every year&lt;br /&gt;Sister- Such a simple word, and yet there is no doubt, six simple little letters spell what love is all about&lt;br /&gt;I LUB YOU  la brazilin Bella&lt;br /&gt;Memories that will be forever cherished&lt;br /&gt;1. Your 3 a.m phonecalls&lt;br /&gt; 2. New York summer of 05&lt;br /&gt;3. Your pinapple juice fetish&lt;br /&gt;4. Annoying mama with you&lt;br /&gt;5. Our never ending sleepovers at JeJe and JuJu's house&lt;br /&gt;6. Teaching me how to put on mascara the right way in exchange for me teaching you how to strut your stuff in heels :P&lt;br /&gt; 7. Our never ending "Im prettier than you" fights&lt;br /&gt; 8. Drinking pina coladas so fast we get intense brain freeze lol&lt;br /&gt;9. Super man panties&lt;br /&gt;10. Tanning at 7 in the morning &lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Weekend mornings walking to 7 eleven with haifa o0o s3o0od and comng back home all sticky from the popsicles&lt;br /&gt;12. The year i soo called GREW UP you were there for me every step of the way&lt;br /&gt;13. LuLu and You video taping the guys in the lobby of the ritz at 2 am &lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. La maison du cafe ,, was it mazin or man9o0or not sure bas lulu was Fucking crazy&lt;br /&gt; 15. Friday nights at Tysons with maryo0om and jo0ory&lt;br /&gt;16. Ayam il bus with zulfa o0o hayfa&lt;br /&gt;17. zawaj rab3a o0o fai9al embarrasing &gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. badir il m6w3 rgming me NOT u at 7flt nabeel sh3ayl &lt;&gt; btw ppl &lt;&gt; i got ragimid by a SEMI super star :P19. Janadrya in the scortching sun&lt;br /&gt; 20. me you o0o lulu at 4 seasons that rama*9an night till 5 a.m&lt;br /&gt;21. Cinema 16 SHABAB cinema 16 22.Do0oLy'z 8azam craze loool &lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. t7lya with baso0om till 2 a.m&lt;br /&gt;24. Jameela Mania now i know how she must have felt lool LITTLE kids r so0o damn annoying&lt;br /&gt;25. Pleasure island o0o those q8y shabab &lt;&gt; LIKE THAT MAKES A DIFFERENCE looooooooooooool&lt;br /&gt;26. i SWEAR TO DRUNK IM NOT GOD&lt;br /&gt;o0o many many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S i was having doubts about writing this giving the fact that your not a BLOGGER,, but decided to anyways cuz if ever one day you go blog surfing hehe i wanna make sure it'll be here for you to read&lt;br /&gt;kiss kiss your  Tanzaynian Bella &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29262428-115012442492584687?l=stuckinksa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/feeds/115012442492584687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29262428&amp;postID=115012442492584687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115012442492584687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29262428/posts/default/115012442492584687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckinksa.blogspot.com/2006/06/sisters-sister-such-simple-word-that.html' title=''/><author><name>FASHIONOLOGIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193343967819930280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
