<?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-3768228635979304693</id><updated>2012-02-17T02:05:15.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kun's blog.</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to my blog. 
Be warn it is emotional as the owner is.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-7010043907890464342</id><published>2011-11-25T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T18:36:25.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skateboarding is what both of us shared. I always knew you're that one friend who knew me inside out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;Skateboarding is what both of us shared. I always knew you're that one friend who knew me inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right , we both can relate through skateboarding but did you know skateboarding makes me so tired.&lt;br /&gt;I mean I don't really skate and I pick up skateboarding just because of you , which I lose the real me and always appear in the fake me right infront of you.&lt;br /&gt;Let me ask you would you appear infront of the one you love in the real you , or the fake you which you hide behind the so called '' mask ''.&lt;br /&gt;The answer is obvious isn't it ?&lt;br /&gt;Of course is the real you , that's what I wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As all of my closed one knows that I took up skateboarding because of you and some of them even ask me isit worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only reply them this , For you is worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may say I am stupid / dumb and also might not think about how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;I did each time I tried to relate by stepping inside your shoes but do you know how I feel , have you try. &lt;br /&gt;Like appearing in the fake you infront of the one you love, have you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really tired of it , that's why I tell you the fact that time you message me asking me to skate right after your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I fake the giving away my board just to see if you really love me for who I really am and not who I am when I am with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after that we stopped texting , awhile later you posted on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying thanks for giving me away , do you have any idea how those word hurts.&lt;br /&gt;I may be a guy and guy do cry sometime !&lt;br /&gt;I also have feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am trying to point out in this whole thing is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can accept me for who I am without skateboarding I don't find a point for us to behave like this.&lt;br /&gt;Passing remarks of facebook wall , but not saying each other name.&lt;br /&gt;Yet its directly at the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember no matter how harsh reality or things become , I will still be here for you if you need a shoulder to lean on / or a ear to rant about your problems.&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/3768228635979304693-7010043907890464342?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/7010043907890464342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=7010043907890464342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/7010043907890464342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/7010043907890464342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2011/11/skateboarding-is-what-both-of-us-shared.html' title='Skateboarding is what both of us shared. I always knew you&apos;re that one friend who knew me inside out.'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-3201705805275948024</id><published>2011-11-04T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T12:39:37.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Short update , its been quite awhile since I update LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda too busy with school and rarely have the time to update.&lt;br /&gt;And this year my class is also the first batch to get a&amp;nbsp;practical&amp;nbsp;test, so I must concentrate more. Well , yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Basically concentrate more on studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update soon again, ciao ! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-3201705805275948024?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/3201705805275948024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=3201705805275948024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/3201705805275948024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/3201705805275948024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2011/11/short-update-its-been-quite-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-4085384912701667216</id><published>2011-09-16T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T00:24:08.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone got job to intro ? :l</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeText"&gt;Anyone got job to intro ? :l&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    Answer &lt;a href="http://4ms.me/nhzN76"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-4085384912701667216?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/4085384912701667216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=4085384912701667216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/4085384912701667216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/4085384912701667216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2011/09/anyone-got-job-to-intro-l.html' title='Anyone got job to intro ? :l'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-7054276211702022124</id><published>2011-07-29T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T00:42:34.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything :&gt; ! &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Emptylnside" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/Emptylnside&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-7054276211702022124?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/7054276211702022124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=7054276211702022124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/7054276211702022124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/7054276211702022124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2011/07/formspringme_29.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-7088554337482340704</id><published>2011-07-27T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T00:25:44.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything :&gt; &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Emptylnside" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/Emptylnside&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-7088554337482340704?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/7088554337482340704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=7088554337482340704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/7088554337482340704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/7088554337482340704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2011/07/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-8622580325668014163</id><published>2011-03-20T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T15:24:30.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What I feel is pain do you guys understand or feel it ? &lt;br /&gt;What I want wasn't a life like this but something which I called Love. &lt;br /&gt;Is it so hard , yet my heart hurts so much ):&lt;br /&gt;Even though my close ones are showing me Love or Care for me. &lt;br /&gt;Is my heart dead ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="" id="result_box" lang="zh-CN"&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;觉得&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;你们&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;做的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;是痛苦的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;理解或&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;感受&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;想&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;不是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;这样的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;生活&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;，但&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;一些东西，我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;叫爱情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;这么难&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;但我的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;这么难受&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt; ）：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;即使&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;我身边的人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;都&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;对我的爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;我展示&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;或护理&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;我的心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;死了吗？&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/3768228635979304693-8622580325668014163?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/8622580325668014163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=8622580325668014163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/8622580325668014163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/8622580325668014163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-i-feel-is-pain-do-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-511413053113342684</id><published>2011-03-08T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T21:58:21.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't stand in anymore , why does people always talk like they know  me from inside out while they don't ! I really can't stand it , I  really can't , why is all the bad things happening to me only.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to say right now, even my heart can tolerate it anymore. &lt;br /&gt;Its feeling so heavy , as if its trembling in fear screaming in agony. &lt;br /&gt;Sometime I really wish I could scream my lungs out and forget all these, yet it would never happen. &lt;br /&gt;What I really want is someone to be my ears and listen. Someone who understand me , I really can't take it. The worst part is that it always happen in the family. &lt;br /&gt;The cause is always about money , why ? &lt;br /&gt;I really hate quarreling with my parents cause of money issues, I know they care but why? &lt;br /&gt;Why do they talk like this to me ! They talk without even knowing how I would feel , seriously fuckmylife&amp;nbsp; ! &lt;br /&gt;Even if hearing a whisper from someone right now telling me that - its okay, to cry your heart out believe me I would. &lt;br /&gt;I really can't handle all this things , really really much ! &lt;br /&gt;It hurts so bad ! Why ?! &lt;br /&gt;Even though I feel like self harming right now to cool down , can I ? &lt;br /&gt;I really really can't take it , how I wish someone would literally talk to my parents and telling them beside me from speaking to them face to face.&lt;br /&gt;I am always putting a strong front while deep inside , I am screaming in agony. &lt;br /&gt;I really really can't take it anymore, I feel like dying. Can I just die ? )':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-511413053113342684?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/511413053113342684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=511413053113342684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/511413053113342684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/511413053113342684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-cant-stand-in-anymore-why-does-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-5134756604939551918</id><published>2011-02-15T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T11:54:49.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Such sorrow, such pain&lt;br /&gt;What am I to you exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sorrow the pain,&amp;nbsp; do you feel it. I bet you don't. &lt;br /&gt;Even if it hurts, I still would keep my cool and laugh it off as some sort of joke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To prevent myself from getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Yet again I lost myself for someone who I liked. &lt;br /&gt;And this is what I get in return , is this what I really wanted? &lt;br /&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is no place to live my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-5134756604939551918?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/5134756604939551918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=5134756604939551918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/5134756604939551918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/5134756604939551918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2011/02/such-sorrow-such-pain-what-am-i-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-4232209728786531210</id><published>2011-02-06T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T18:21:10.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometime I really do wonder what on earth my mind is thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Its like a maze , as in a maze without an end.&lt;br /&gt;During certain time my parents would buy things for me yet, its not my type but I still say yes.&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting them to be sad or anything but after that I always would feel this sharp and unbearable pain in this heart of mine. Why is that so? &lt;br /&gt;I really need a answer , I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even its a new year I promised myself not to be sad or what.&lt;br /&gt;I am still, I failed I am useless.&lt;br /&gt;Everything isn't right , I am such a failure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime I really wish that I could end my life.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, how I wish someone would know how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its miserable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-4232209728786531210?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/4232209728786531210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=4232209728786531210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/4232209728786531210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/4232209728786531210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2011/02/sometime-i-really-do-wonder-what-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-684613241705119403</id><published>2011-02-06T12:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T13:28:41.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My feelings for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might say I am dumb or what. &lt;br /&gt;Or rather being paranoid over and over again but bare this in mind. &lt;br /&gt;Everything happen for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only main reason I wanted to tell you is that I love you too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am sorry for being selfish even though you told me about all your problems. &lt;br /&gt;I won't tell you mine, as I don't like to see you getting worried for me&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to see you getting worried or sad just cause of me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Is not that I don't trust you the problems lies with me myself. I don't like seeing my love ones getting worried for me again and again. I just want them to smile more than me do. Even if its sacrificing my own happiness and exchange with their sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point why I am so sad. I would tell you. Every bits of it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just every simple things you do affect me , if you noticed.&lt;br /&gt;From the first time I liked you , I got hurt just from the words you said. Now I am telling you, its not your fault its mine. For being so dan chun in all this things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what the hell is wrong with me ,&amp;nbsp; I just a nobody to you.&lt;br /&gt;I can't do anything right , I am not perfect for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really hope that I could take care of you with my heart I guess I can't since you got someone in your mind already. I won't be that great or perfect to take over that place of his.&lt;br /&gt;I may be dumb writing all this but &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;give me a tight slap&lt;/span&gt; if you think I am really dumb or &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;scold the fuck outta me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feelings are wired yet is true for you as my heart does.&lt;br /&gt;You probably think I am just some emotional guy from the first time you met me as all the things I said. &lt;br /&gt;My confidence are like liquids easy spilled over. I have low self esteems.&lt;br /&gt;I got hurt easily , I know I am weak , Laugh it if you want to. From my past relationship I am always useless toyed , as an substitute dummy toy.&lt;br /&gt;I always laugh it off as a joke. Do you really know how do it feel , the feeling of being toyed.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I am a guy , I do still cry @ times. Sounds girly right?&lt;br /&gt;The fact is my heart hurts so much that my tears would normally crash down anytime when it can take or tolerate the pain that its enduring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OHpMd_hOYZ0" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-684613241705119403?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/684613241705119403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=684613241705119403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Simple Plan - Welcome to my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Do you ever feel like breaking down?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel out of place?&lt;br /&gt;Like somehow you just don't belong&lt;br /&gt;And no one understands you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever want to run away?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Do you lock yourself in your room?&lt;br /&gt;With the radio on turned up so loud&lt;br /&gt;That no one hears you screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When nothing feels alright&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To be like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt, to feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;You feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna be somebody else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Are you sick of feeling so left out?&lt;br /&gt;Are you desperate to find something more&lt;br /&gt;Before your life is over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Are you stuck inside a world you hate?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of everyone around?&lt;br /&gt;With their big fake smiles and stupid lies&lt;br /&gt;While deep inside you're bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;When nothing feels alright&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To be like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;To be hurt, to feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;You feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever lied straight to your face&lt;br /&gt;And no one ever stabbed you in the back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You might think I'm happy&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna be okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody always gave you what you wanted&lt;br /&gt;You never had to work&lt;br /&gt;It was always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What it's like&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;To be hurt, to feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;You feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(what it's like)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt&lt;br /&gt;To feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked&lt;br /&gt;When you're down&lt;br /&gt;You feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-3507039355318000091?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/3507039355318000091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=3507039355318000091' title='0 Comments'/><link 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blue;"&gt;You're an angel&lt;/b&gt;, I'm a devil&lt;br /&gt;But we'll meet somewhere in between.&lt;br /&gt;Heaven, Hell, or the bedroom,&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you away from everything.&lt;br /&gt;You're a dream and I'm a nightmare&lt;br /&gt;But we'll meet somewhere in between.&lt;br /&gt;Your sheets, your covers, and the headboard.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be a king if &lt;b style="background-color: black; color: blue;"&gt;you are a queen.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just fell in love for the first time,&lt;br /&gt;Watch as I move myself up off the ground.&lt;br /&gt;In the dark I'm so far from the spotlight,&lt;br /&gt;Can You see me now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn my back &lt;br /&gt;And walk away, away from the pain.&lt;br /&gt;Screaming loud, &lt;br /&gt;Drowning out from the sound of the rain&lt;br /&gt;Listen up, &lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of all this waiting.&lt;br /&gt;I need you more right now than I ever did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;You're the minutes, I'm the hours.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we'll meet somewhere in between.&lt;br /&gt;Never, now, or too soon,&lt;br /&gt;I say we meet at a quarter till three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue;" /&gt; &lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;I just fell in love for the first time,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch as I move myself up off the ground.&lt;br /&gt;In the dark I'm so far from the spotlight,&lt;br /&gt;Can You see me now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn my back &lt;br /&gt;And walk away, away from the pain.&lt;br /&gt;Screaming loud, &lt;br /&gt;Drowning out from the sound of the rain&lt;br /&gt;Listen up, &lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of all this waiting.&lt;br /&gt;I need you more right now than I ever did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn my back &lt;br /&gt;And walk away, away from the pain.&lt;br /&gt;Screaming loud, &lt;br /&gt;Drowning out from the sound of the rain&lt;br /&gt;Listen up, &lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of all this waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;I need you more right now than I ever did.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&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/3768228635979304693-5338853248120012532?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/5338853248120012532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=5338853248120012532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/5338853248120012532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/5338853248120012532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2011/02/youre-angel-im-devil-but-well-meet.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-2947279103170916687</id><published>2011-02-02T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T23:20:21.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could take it all away [the pain that you had to endure]&lt;br /&gt;And also be the one who catches all your tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not be a perfect person&lt;br /&gt;But I am alright with the imperfect me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-2947279103170916687?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/2947279103170916687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=2947279103170916687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/2947279103170916687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/2947279103170916687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-just-want-you-to-know-ive-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-948288375414623574</id><published>2011-02-02T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T23:16:09.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't want this moment to ever end&lt;br /&gt;Where everything is nothing without you&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait here forever just to, to see you smile&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's true, I am nothing without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumble and fall, but I mean these words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;With everything I won't let this go, these words are my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;I'll hold on to this moment you know, 'cause I'd bleed my heart out to show&lt;br /&gt;And I won't let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the streets where I walked alone, with nowhere to go&lt;br /&gt;I've come to an end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;I don't want this moment to ever end&lt;br /&gt;Where everything is nothing without you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-948288375414623574?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/948288375414623574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-1467885467620281062</id><published>2011-02-02T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T23:12:16.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>11:11pm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish during valentines day , I would have the courage to tell you what&lt;br /&gt;I think about you and ask you this - would you be mine -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-1467885467620281062?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/1467885467620281062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-7693786480653525398</id><published>2011-02-02T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T23:10:14.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My hands shake cause today,&lt;br /&gt;I know you're gonna break my heart and,&lt;br /&gt;My life without you in it, is a life that's not worth living.&lt;br /&gt;Here i stand, all alone tonight and I wish I was strong enough to breathe &lt;br /&gt;Without you, in my life, I wish i was anyone but me. &lt;br /&gt;I'll be strong but I wish I was someone else, anyone but me tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-5724251905771252884</id><published>2011-02-02T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T22:52:23.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ive been right here for oh so long now&lt;br /&gt;I cant be right here.&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my own and its all gone wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't be right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the taste of anxiety, also the bitter air that poisoned me.&lt;br /&gt;Why cant i be right here next to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you here with me right now&lt;br /&gt;then i would tell you&lt;br /&gt;why i said all the things i said&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If i could just say all the things that i want to do&lt;br /&gt;to let you know that your real to me, and i cant&lt;br /&gt;stand to be without you right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&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/3768228635979304693-5724251905771252884?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/5724251905771252884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=5724251905771252884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/5724251905771252884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/5724251905771252884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2011/02/ive-been-right-here-for-oh-so-long-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-4952810087645378244</id><published>2011-02-02T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T22:46:20.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Sick and tired of this world&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's &lt;b&gt;no more air&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tripping over myself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Waiting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suffocating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No direction&lt;br /&gt;And I took a dive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the way down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I saw you&lt;br /&gt;And you saved me&lt;br /&gt;From myself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I won't forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've been wondering why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you always been inside&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to &lt;b&gt;breathe&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're all I wanted&lt;br /&gt;You're all I needed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-4952810087645378244?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/4952810087645378244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=4952810087645378244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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alone. Thats a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;Yet during certain time I still do feel kind of uneasy, I have no idea why is that so. &lt;br /&gt;Is it because I am being paranoid much? I don't even know , how to describe this kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like : &lt;br /&gt;1. Uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;2. Heart ache.&lt;br /&gt;3. Afraid of getting hurt again. (even though, I am a guy) *I will explain, why*&lt;br /&gt;4. Worried for my loved one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Uneasy &lt;br /&gt;As in my feelings are all so wired , I can't even control it. It just boom like a ticking time bomb without me noticing it. In the end that's what I called a sudden mood swing, which most probably I would start sigh ing thru out the day. Yet with my loved ones, I would keep those sigh ing to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Heart ache &lt;br /&gt;It do sound effin gay when its from a guy isn't it? Think what you want then. I suffer a major heart ache once.&lt;br /&gt;And I do still feel the pain. My story was like this. Once I put 1oo% in r/s ended up in return I got a major heart break. Now the pain is still there , slowly healing as time pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Afraid of getting hurt&lt;br /&gt;What I feared the most in my life. After the major heart break as stated above. I had a big major change in my character also my personality too. This is who I am and what I become after that incident. Emotional yet my friendly side is still here. Being hurt again and again was defiantly not a nice feeling. I just fall deeper and deeper each time, falling right into the darkness. The dull and scary darkness, where emotions takes&amp;nbsp; over me and I don't even have the strength to control it , turn out that emotions are the one controlling me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Worried for my loved one &lt;br /&gt;During certain time there would always be this cold message that you send me.&lt;br /&gt;I would normally reply : Are you okay?&lt;br /&gt;Most common replies I get back would be - yeah, yes or don't worry, I am fine.&lt;br /&gt;But in my heart I know you are not. I am not stupid. &lt;br /&gt;I do care , I really do , even its just simply the slightest thing that made you unhappy. &lt;br /&gt;I am willing to be your ears / your shoulder for you to lean on. Would you trust me?&lt;br /&gt;I would be here 24/7 if you need someone to talk to but would you talk to me about your problems? &lt;br /&gt;Rather than being a soda pop, like the old me. Which is also another painful experience, keeping all the problems to yourself without talking to anyone. Eventually breaking down in tears. &lt;br /&gt;I even would drop everything down and get to you when you need me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime I really do wanna know what are you thinking in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;So I could understand you , would you let me?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel the same way as I do about you. &lt;br /&gt;Let me step into your world , would you trust me with your world your heart too.&lt;br /&gt;As promised I will protect it from getting damaged or hurt again even if its facing death itself , resulting a lost of one life. That would be mine to be exact , just seeing you smiling and living happily. I myself would have no regrets on sacrificing my life in exchange just for your happiness. If words are nothing to you, believe me if times really comes. As I must die just for you to be happy and I in exchange I will take all your sorrow with me till I die , I would do it. Just to see you smile wonderfully again but not the fake smile of yours.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;would you trust me ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- yes / no -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Inside this revolving planet, I look up at the starry night sky&lt;br /&gt;Only to see you, the one and only. My last romance :*&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-2511572074637857487?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/2511572074637857487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=2511572074637857487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/2511572074637857487'/><link rel='self' 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-230830742513004171?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/230830742513004171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=230830742513004171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/230830742513004171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/230830742513004171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2011/01/formspringme_11.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-5434703625560224778</id><published>2011-01-09T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T23:15:49.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAY OKAY BUT NEVER ASK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;i rarely on formspring, since i dont get much questions o_o&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Emptylnside?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-5434703625560224778?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/5434703625560224778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=5434703625560224778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/5434703625560224778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/5434703625560224778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2011/01/say-okay-but-never-ask.html' title='SAY OKAY BUT NEVER ASK.'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-7338676181505995433</id><published>2011-01-09T14:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T14:11:04.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Emptylnside" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/Emptylnside&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-7338676181505995433?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/7338676181505995433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=7338676181505995433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/7338676181505995433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/7338676181505995433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2011/01/formspringme_09.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-4889460752772043117</id><published>2011-01-09T14:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T14:10:59.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi ask me questions please Dx</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;okay O_O !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Emptylnside?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-4889460752772043117?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/4889460752772043117/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-3609680797497971755</id><published>2011-01-02T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T20:43:06.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Emptylnside" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/Emptylnside&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-3609680797497971755?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/3609680797497971755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=3609680797497971755' 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href="http://formspring.me/Emptylnside" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/Emptylnside&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-2460656414968072059?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/2460656414968072059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=2460656414968072059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/2460656414968072059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/2460656414968072059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2011/01/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-324931681364607346</id><published>2010-12-31T13:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T13:30:13.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Emptylnside" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/Emptylnside&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-324931681364607346?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-4367765335344696810</id><published>2010-12-31T13:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T13:30:05.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Emptylnside" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/Emptylnside&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-4367765335344696810?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/4367765335344696810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=4367765335344696810' 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href="http://formspring.me/Emptylnside" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/Emptylnside&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-2391249157643247215?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/2391249157643247215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=2391249157643247215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/2391249157643247215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/2391249157643247215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/12/formspringme_31.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-168692882350567706</id><published>2010-12-31T13:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T13:29:50.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Emptylnside" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/Emptylnside&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-168692882350567706?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-4256699740119623978</id><published>2010-12-31T13:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T13:29:22.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you have any scars on your body?  If so, how'd you get them?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Scars on body, yes. Bicycle and fights.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Emptylnside?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-4256699740119623978?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/4256699740119623978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=4256699740119623978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/4256699740119623978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/4256699740119623978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/12/do-you-have-any-scars-on-your-body-if.html' title='Do you have any scars on your body?  If so, how&amp;#39;d you get them?'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-3804368193992857946</id><published>2010-12-31T13:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T13:28:13.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the kindest thing someone has ever done for you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Comforting and be there for me when I am feeling moody and needed someone ears.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Emptylnside?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-3804368193992857946?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/3804368193992857946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=3804368193992857946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/3804368193992857946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/3804368193992857946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-kindest-thing-someone-has-ever.html' title='What&amp;#39;s the kindest thing someone has ever done for you?'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-6119646540557595605</id><published>2010-12-31T13:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T13:27:17.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate or Vanilla?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Chocolate , they are my favorite!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Emptylnside?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-6119646540557595605?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/6119646540557595605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=6119646540557595605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/6119646540557595605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/6119646540557595605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/12/chocolate-or-vanilla.html' title='Chocolate or Vanilla?'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-1567805926061405964</id><published>2010-12-31T13:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T13:26:23.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's the most overrated athlete?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Not quite into athlete stuffs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Emptylnside?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-1567805926061405964?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/1567805926061405964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=1567805926061405964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/1567805926061405964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/1567805926061405964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/12/who-most-overrated-athlete.html' title='Who&amp;#39;s the most overrated athlete?'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-4603748129272330193</id><published>2010-12-31T13:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T13:26:01.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What was your favorite birthday gift?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I didn't really receive any birthday gifts before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Emptylnside?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-4603748129272330193?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/4603748129272330193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=4603748129272330193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/4603748129272330193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/4603748129272330193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-was-your-favorite-birthday-gift.html' title='What was your favorite birthday gift?'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-4209534538877077558</id><published>2010-12-31T13:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T13:25:09.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why do u want to stop to skate</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Unmotivated , lost of interest, and no matter what i do is not right. Its no the real me is just the fake me who are always there. The real me is always hiding behind a mask. &lt;br /&gt;Changing for somebody and losing the real me its too scary for me. All i did was trying to get someone's attention , yet i end up losing myself. Not acting like me but the one that the someone likes and whom always will look at. So near , yet so far.  That's why i stop skating.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Emptylnside?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-4209534538877077558?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/4209534538877077558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=4209534538877077558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/4209534538877077558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/4209534538877077558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/12/why-do-u-want-to-stop-to-skate.html' title='why do u want to stop to skate'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-1098982879143332053</id><published>2010-12-31T12:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T12:14:52.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What would your perfect day look like?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeText"&gt;What would your perfect day look like?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    Answer &lt;a href="http://4ms.me/fnjXKc"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-1098982879143332053?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/1098982879143332053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=1098982879143332053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/1098982879143332053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/1098982879143332053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-would-your-perfect-day-look-like_31.html' title='What would your perfect day look like?'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-5085949514563560469</id><published>2010-12-31T12:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T12:07:49.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What would your perfect day look like?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Peace , no negative remarks or insults and absolutely no mood swings&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/candymadness?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-5085949514563560469?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/5085949514563560469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=5085949514563560469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/5085949514563560469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/5085949514563560469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-would-your-perfect-day-look-like.html' title='What would your perfect day look like?'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-2370341132549999671</id><published>2010-12-12T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T15:29:33.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words which I always wanted to say , yet a song would be there for me.</title><content type='html'>I don't need "I love you" anymore&lt;br /&gt;If only you'd stay forever by my side&lt;br /&gt;I want to be broken by you&lt;br /&gt;Who exhausted your voice by crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the words from the beginning to the end were said to you&lt;br /&gt;So that you won't let go of these arms&lt;br /&gt;The same dream that stood by our side washed us both away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small lies change their shapes and dissolve into a white breath of air&lt;br /&gt;So that we won't forget the meaning of losing each other　It doesn't matter how many times it has to be carved into my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave this "goodbye" right here and move forward&lt;br /&gt;I won't lose you once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that we can assure ourselves of our love we both had to see sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Even if we both end up vanishing tomorrow　It's okay to not cry anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we will change into two people that pass like the seasons&lt;br /&gt;Even if there will be nights when you will be frozen from sadness&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will ever end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a deep dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits : the GazettE - Pledge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-2370341132549999671?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/2370341132549999671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=2370341132549999671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/2370341132549999671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/2370341132549999671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/12/words-which-i-always-wanted-to-say-yet.html' title='Words which I always wanted to say , yet a song would be there for me.'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-5797714238949572199</id><published>2010-11-29T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T23:51:08.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just want my life back ! &lt;br /&gt;Like other normal people, free of insults from friends whom are close to me.&lt;br /&gt;whom i used to call ' friends ' &lt;br /&gt;Are always insulting me are my classmates and others whom i hanged out with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-5797714238949572199?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/5797714238949572199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=5797714238949572199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/5797714238949572199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/5797714238949572199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-just-want-my-life-back-like-other.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-3577721202288455135</id><published>2010-10-15T14:36:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T15:48:33.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;DON'T TALK LIKE YOU KNOW ME FROM INSIDE OUT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;Once dead&lt;/b&gt; it will always &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;stay dead&lt;/b&gt; , &lt;b style="background-color: black; color: red;"&gt;never gonna be alive again&lt;/b&gt; ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I cut in front of the night and searched for the future&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;In the future where I feel so faint and astounded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I yearned for love, loved so deeply, became lonely, suffered, became  sad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I couldn't see&lt;/span&gt;, and the moment I flickered my eye, right now for an  instance it's slow motion&lt;br /&gt;Only &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;words I didn’t want to add seem to come out&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry, thank you, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;goodbye&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Tears of glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;attach to my open wounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, that’s it. I’m such a person.&lt;br /&gt;Before &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;meeting you&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I hated myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's &lt;span style="background-color: black; color: red;"&gt;got their problems&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Everybody &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;says the same things to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's  just a matter how you solve them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Knowing endless consequences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I feel so useless in this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get back,  step back, and as for me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I can't believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;won't  agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I don't know if it's for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Sick and tired of this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; There's no more air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Tripping over  myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Goin' nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Suffocating&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; No direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you see the world well &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;you see nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt; is only&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; gonna  make it worse in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I'll say goodbye&lt;/span&gt; again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Thanks Jess Jie / Darryl Di for everything&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: red;"&gt;Bye&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-3577721202288455135?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/3577721202288455135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=3577721202288455135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/3577721202288455135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/3577721202288455135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/10/dont-talk-like-you-know-me-from-inside.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-2678703519219780592</id><published>2010-09-29T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T21:59:19.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOHN - LM.C</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="ctl00_cp_lblContent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everyone tells me I'm boring.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm  not going to deny it, because I know why.&lt;br /&gt;I have a comic-like face  with glasses and a bow tie.&lt;br /&gt;I'm little. I'm selfish. I'm pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;And  on top of that, I'm a crybaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;It's just because nobody  knows anything about the real me.&lt;br /&gt;But it would be great if they did.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  would warp to a dream world in.90 seconds&lt;br /&gt;And win the gold medal for  the fastest nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It doesn't matter if I lose.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is  unsuccessful the first time.&lt;br /&gt;The chance of tripping gracefully is  slim.&lt;br /&gt;So when I do, I will hurt again.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Even in a peaceful  world, there are bad days.&lt;br /&gt;Someone is always crying somewhere&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I  could honestly say things like "thanks" and "sorry",&lt;br /&gt;I could see  your smiling face better today than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The worst scenarios  always seem to come during the vital times.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So rather than searching  for the next one;&lt;br /&gt;Let's try to reach the continuation of the dream,&lt;br /&gt;We  wrote in secret to our teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the bitter return doesn't  matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Everybody is unsuccessful the first time.&lt;br /&gt;So more than  yesterday, today, and even more tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;We will move a little  closer to our goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whistle and snap your fingers&lt;br /&gt;To the tune  of a new melody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter if I lose.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is  unsuccessful the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The chance of tripping gracefully is  slim.&lt;br /&gt;Still, I'm able to become a bit stronger.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_cp_lblContent" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song Title : JOHN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; / &lt;span id="ctl00_cp_lblContent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6; font-size: small;"&gt;Song Artist : LM.C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-2678703519219780592?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3X1dpBZ2cFU' title='JOHN - LM.C'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/2678703519219780592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=2678703519219780592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/2678703519219780592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/2678703519219780592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/09/john-lmc.html' title='JOHN - LM.C'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-5532308762611020488</id><published>2010-09-16T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T20:24:26.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: red; color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Today was misery&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't believe  this happened&lt;br /&gt;And I finally broke down&lt;br /&gt;She held onto my heart&lt;br /&gt;But  now my only star is falling&lt;br /&gt;Its burning to the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm  crying out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secret love, my escape&lt;br /&gt;Take me far far away&lt;br /&gt;Secret  love, are you there&lt;br /&gt;Will you answer my prayer&lt;br /&gt;Please take me  anywhere but here&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere but here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-5532308762611020488?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/5532308762611020488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=5532308762611020488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/5532308762611020488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/5532308762611020488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/09/today-was-misery-and-i-just-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-7174682031981773066</id><published>2010-09-16T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T19:51:46.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br style="color: white;" /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: red; color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What if what I want makes you sad at me&lt;br /&gt;And is it all my fault or can  I fix it please&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know that I'm always all for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-7174682031981773066?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/7174682031981773066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=7174682031981773066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/7174682031981773066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/7174682031981773066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-if-what-i-want-makes-you-sad-at-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-4380281347715583316</id><published>2010-09-15T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T10:44:38.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guitar Advise by Sliver Mercury</title><content type='html'>Guitar advice - Work on fluidity in both chords and notes. Keep running through licks and find the most efficient fingering style for you to ensure smooth and fluid playing. The #1 most dreadful thing to hear for beginners learning guitar (especially with distortion on) is choppy notes/chords that are separated by the sound of opened strings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subscribe to him ~ http://www.youtube.com/user/xsilvermercuryx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-4380281347715583316?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/4380281347715583316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=4380281347715583316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/4380281347715583316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/4380281347715583316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/09/guitar-advise-by-sliver-mercury.html' title='Guitar Advise by Sliver Mercury'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-1580745860398158721</id><published>2010-09-13T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T23:33:55.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AkWL7zNOtyY/TJDnXR792qI/AAAAAAAAAII/K3xYoBXIlEE/s1600/emo_love_poem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AkWL7zNOtyY/TJDnXR792qI/AAAAAAAAAII/K3xYoBXIlEE/s320/emo_love_poem.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-1580745860398158721?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/1580745860398158721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=1580745860398158721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/1580745860398158721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/1580745860398158721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/09/quotes-pictures-images-and-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AkWL7zNOtyY/TJDnXR792qI/AAAAAAAAAII/K3xYoBXIlEE/s72-c/emo_love_poem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-8056430425044558358</id><published>2010-08-17T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T15:54:24.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why won't people stop judging each others just from the way they look or behave? &lt;br /&gt;Can't they just shut the fuck up?!&lt;br /&gt;They just judge without knowing the person deep enough to be exact they just know the person for one to two years and they rarely talk together? &lt;br /&gt;Does that mean that he/she have the rights to judge?&lt;br /&gt;FUCK IT! &lt;br /&gt;I mean please drink some brain juice for fuck sake , I was born like this!&lt;br /&gt;Accept the way I am and stop judging don't you think its stupid? &lt;br /&gt;Judging someone when you don't even get to talk to during class and etc?&lt;br /&gt;Addition the only time when you can interact with that person is during recess for how he/she behave that time you judge them? &lt;br /&gt;Seriously please! &lt;br /&gt;Only Start judging other people when you yourself think you are perfect enough and have the rights to judge others!&lt;br /&gt;Many people have different types of personality some even have split personality.&lt;br /&gt;Others use a 'mask' to hide their true identity and personality from others.&lt;br /&gt;- Don't judge a book just by its cover - &lt;br /&gt;I hide things from others! &lt;br /&gt;What I don't want them to see are the things that I will just keep it to myself.&lt;br /&gt;The Agony , Anger , Hatred&lt;br /&gt;The things which cause me to be like this are mostly people who are always around me!&lt;br /&gt;The judge and talk without knowing how I would feel, the negative comments not even one is positive! &lt;br /&gt;Do you know how does it to feel like when you are in that situation yourself!&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself this what do he/she do to deserve your nasty and negative remarks? &lt;br /&gt;We are all humans not ROBOTS! &lt;br /&gt;We all have feelings! &lt;br /&gt;You might think its fun to disturb or talk being someone back or even saying nasty and negative comments about them but you might never know when it is your turn? &lt;br /&gt;They might even lose control of their temper and seek revenge!&lt;br /&gt;In certain cases it exceed what that person actually wanted it was just a ordinary revenge but it ended up in becoming a case of murder!&lt;br /&gt;The reason is simple the anger and the hatred for what you did to them will eventually come back and hurt them.&lt;br /&gt;Above all their mind will start to think about any way in order to get revenge or to inflict the pain back to as what you have done to them.&lt;br /&gt;When one cannot control its anger anymore it eventually turns into rage, rage will consume one's mind and the ending will be unimaginable!&lt;br /&gt;MY ANGER!&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS A LIMIT TO EVERYTHING !  &lt;br /&gt;Heart status : Tormented by the thorns of ' HATRED, ANGER, UNWANTED NEGATIVE REMARKS MAKE BY THE OTHERS '&lt;br /&gt;Sometime I really feel like ending my life, that is why I choose to do crazy things which i would harm or injure myself&lt;br /&gt;No one really understands how the way i feel , really ! &lt;br /&gt;I can't take it ANYMORE! &lt;br /&gt;My heart is sinking deeper and its getting heavier each time with those negative feelings and remarks from others!&lt;br /&gt;Which simply pierce through my heart the pain and the suffering that I endure all alone.&lt;br /&gt;There is no one that i can turn to when need a listening ear and talk to someone in order to feel better&lt;br /&gt;My friends some are there some are not!&lt;br /&gt;The one which cared for me are the ones which hurt me the most and sometime I only exist when they need me! &lt;br /&gt;I guess I will just die alone the misery, the pain, everything!&lt;br /&gt;Misery the only thing which accompany me when I am feeling hurt!&lt;br /&gt;Misery at its best!&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your FORGIVENESS!&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your HATE!&lt;br /&gt;I don't need&lt;br /&gt;your ACCEPTANCE!&lt;br /&gt;So what should I do?&lt;br /&gt;should I just PUNCH you right in the FACE?&lt;br /&gt;BAM! You're Dead!&lt;br /&gt;WHY WON'T YOU JUST SHUT F*CK UP AND DIE!&lt;br /&gt;- I WISH I COULD KILL YOU RIGHT NOW -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Emotional so? Don't like the way I behave then why in the first place you  still want to be friends with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-8056430425044558358?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/8056430425044558358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=8056430425044558358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/8056430425044558358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/8056430425044558358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-wont-people-stop-judging-each.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-3066318497540418127</id><published>2010-08-01T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T11:57:33.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AkWL7zNOtyY/TFTwOfd2W8I/AAAAAAAAAH4/4YpZF9ibNaA/s1600/Image(184).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AkWL7zNOtyY/TFTwOfd2W8I/AAAAAAAAAH4/4YpZF9ibNaA/s400/Image(184).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500285176681749442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After skating yesterday with Zhi Yong ! :D &lt;br /&gt;Just a small update, I won't be able to update my blog as often as i do due to AEP classes which i have right after school and my prelims and N Levels are coming. &lt;br /&gt;So yah, probably after all that I might be able to update my blog regularly :D !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-3066318497540418127?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/3066318497540418127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=3066318497540418127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/3066318497540418127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/3066318497540418127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/08/after-skating-yesterday-with-zhi-yong-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AkWL7zNOtyY/TFTwOfd2W8I/AAAAAAAAAH4/4YpZF9ibNaA/s72-c/Image(184).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-8384025858727108107</id><published>2010-07-02T15:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T15:12:44.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;UPDATED ~ NOT &gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-8384025858727108107?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/8384025858727108107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=8384025858727108107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/8384025858727108107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/8384025858727108107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/07/d.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-5729598576662914175</id><published>2010-06-23T13:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T13:32:22.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what music can do!</title><content type='html'>Song are used to express one's feeling when words/actions can get through one's mind :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using songs to express yourself when no one is there to listen to you, the song doesn't have to be nice but song with deep meanings are just awesome in a way! The alternate way which many people use to express their feelings clearly is through songs! :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop judging from the way we behave people! The songs we listen! Are a part of our daily life our escape to the other world! Where we find peace and where we relax/calm ourselves and is the only escape from the cruel society! &lt;br /&gt;Composing songs with deep emotions are also a way that we tried to express ourselves &lt;br /&gt;To be exact songs with deep meanings are mostly talking about the singer's life its the way they want to express themselves through music and tell others about how they feel! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those | Hates | that are so powerful that make one forget the feeling of being love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Music saves my soul ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-5729598576662914175?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/5729598576662914175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=5729598576662914175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/5729598576662914175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/5729598576662914175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-music-can-do.html' title='what music can do!'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-5525310994617079164</id><published>2010-06-06T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T21:59:34.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hai guys &lt;br /&gt;its been a long time er not long be more specific its been a really really long time since I update my blog. &lt;br /&gt;Feeling quite moody/sad right now for some reason. &lt;br /&gt;I don't really know why but perhaps its just me being paranoid thinking about things which really isn't true. &lt;br /&gt;I mean its like my nature I'm always thinking cause I care much?&lt;br /&gt;Sigh , really need someone to talk to now. &lt;br /&gt;Texting my bro[Darryl] at the moment talking about parents. &lt;br /&gt;Basically most of us thinks that parents don't really understand us, I don't know but at certain point they can be really irritating like nagging at you non-stop. &lt;br /&gt;Just like a M14 Rifle shoot non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;I mean f*ck it ! Can't you guys let us have a moment of PEACE? &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it gets really annoying for example when you are not in the mood and you might burst to rage anytime you parents come in and nag at you. &lt;br /&gt;When that happen you tend to rebel and ended up quarreling then they scold you without knowing the situation. &lt;br /&gt;What I trying to say its not really their fault. &lt;br /&gt;Just that you must talk to them not like me always keeping things to myself. &lt;br /&gt;I might go 'Ka Boom' anytime as in break down like cry? &lt;br /&gt;Most people always say guys can't cry , I mean why ? &lt;br /&gt;But when a guy cry what does it means ? Whats the reason behind it making that guy cry. &lt;br /&gt;I mean for me is just my emotions and lots of things. &lt;br /&gt;I'm not gay I mean people cry right ? &lt;br /&gt;We are humans! &lt;br /&gt;Not monsters ! Accept some, like figuring out which you are? &lt;br /&gt;Finding your true self. &lt;br /&gt;Really sometime I really felt like a monster like my rage consume me? &lt;br /&gt;Making me having the thirst to kill? I'm not lying! &lt;br /&gt;That's how I feel usually when someone make me feel so f*cked up to that certain limit till I go killing but on certain times I keep it all inside myself. &lt;br /&gt;Be glad that you guys who pissed me off are still alive cause the only reason I haven't killed you is because it's illegal! &lt;br /&gt;Get it ?&lt;br /&gt;Listening  to the song Monster by Skillet now while typing out this post.&lt;br /&gt;Do you guys usually laugh when you are in pain?&lt;br /&gt;I do. I usually laugh at some silly stuff people do but deep down I'm feeling very pain. A pain that is unbearable that it can kill and change my mood instantly to be exact a  mood swing. &lt;br /&gt;I really really don't know why. &lt;br /&gt;Feels so alone.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHH ! My eyes are getting quite teary and my heart is feeling quite heavy.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, My life is so ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-5525310994617079164?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/5525310994617079164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=5525310994617079164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/5525310994617079164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/5525310994617079164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/06/hai-guys-its-been-long-time-er-not-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-3583817416304470248</id><published>2010-04-21T22:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T22:36:56.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAAAAAAAAAAAAAZZZZZZZZAAAAAAAAAPPPPP ! &lt;br /&gt;okay guys i am finally updating my blog again. &lt;br /&gt;*OH MY GAH ITS A MIRACLE*&lt;br /&gt;wtf no its not a miracle just that my gan nagged me to post something about her :X &lt;br /&gt;don't wack me ah! &lt;br /&gt;okay, for the pass few weeks/days she have been chatting with me through phone and msn.&lt;br /&gt;And one thing which i want to say to her! &lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS YOUR COM HAVE BEEN REVIVED LOL ! :D&lt;br /&gt;now chatting with her on msn when she is now saying : kuaiidian [faster] &lt;br /&gt;she requested to post her pic BIG BIG ON THIS particular post? &lt;br /&gt;okay, must be guai should listen or i will get spanking. &lt;br /&gt;sorry my post quite a lot of emotions since she wanted a long long post. &lt;br /&gt;Btw when chatting with her i sometimes do share some of my personal problems with her&lt;br /&gt;haha and i always disturb her :x &lt;br /&gt;damn i don't know what to write/type anymore &lt;br /&gt;i just typed what flow through my mind currently ? &lt;br /&gt;funny ? :D&lt;br /&gt;lets laugh, posting this while listen to taeyang's wedding dress &lt;br /&gt;its one of my favourite songs :D&lt;br /&gt;okay now to post her pic !&lt;br /&gt;since i'm going to end this post. &lt;br /&gt;for your info she is cute and friendly but she bite when you provoke her :D &lt;br /&gt;her pics : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AkWL7zNOtyY/S88M-HAoNVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/mkZxqNLf-qA/s1600/HerMemories10834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AkWL7zNOtyY/S88M-HAoNVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/mkZxqNLf-qA/s400/HerMemories10834.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462599134196806994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AkWL7zNOtyY/S88NX3rK6NI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Izmfne1JibM/s1600/HerMemories10851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AkWL7zNOtyY/S88NX3rK6NI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Izmfne1JibM/s400/HerMemories10851.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462599576756873426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't angry later zou wen D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-3583817416304470248?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/3583817416304470248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=3583817416304470248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/3583817416304470248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/3583817416304470248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/04/waaaaaaaaaaaaazzzzzzzzaaaaaaaaappppp.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AkWL7zNOtyY/S88M-HAoNVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/mkZxqNLf-qA/s72-c/HerMemories10834.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-1970679838659283199</id><published>2010-04-07T19:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T20:23:30.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay long time since my blog have been updated. &lt;br /&gt;the reason i updated is for someone which i can't let go off ? &lt;br /&gt;i mean i promise her that i will pay much attention to her but it ended up nothing like the promise turned out to be a joke to her ? &lt;br /&gt;i mean i dint want the promise to end up like this ! &lt;br /&gt;during that time after one of my friend's chalet i totally changed , can't really accept the fact. &lt;br /&gt;i mean at first i thought she was attached but after awhile my friend told me she is not , i was like shock to the max! &lt;br /&gt;but why ? i mean they seems to be so close. &lt;br /&gt;during that time i mia ed cause of that need to stable my emotions and mind. &lt;br /&gt;the time i spend during the chalet are rather quite painful always cause i have to see her with another guy and i can't do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;i remember when i was asleep she helped me like put the blanket for me , i suppose to be happy right but ended up i feel angry ! &lt;br /&gt;jealousy perhaps ? &lt;br /&gt;my mind was like ' you already have him and why do you still care about me , leave me alone go be with him ' and i wished her to be happy with him even thought i don't really like it .&lt;br /&gt;i mean i have to face reality right ? &lt;br /&gt;i can't always run away from it ? &lt;br /&gt;but after awhile i think of the things which i did/do its too late to regret since in your mind i'm always like the useless one&lt;br /&gt;only can say it out with big words but no actions [pathetic right?]&lt;br /&gt;if only you could see/read this you might know how i feel all those things which i did are caused by the jealousy that i have.&lt;br /&gt;dam i sound like a jerk. &lt;br /&gt;i mean i really did realize what i did was wrong but its too late to change. &lt;br /&gt;you wouldn't give someone like me a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;due to the fact i'm too emotional and weird as all of my friends always describe me and without knowing how i feel. &lt;br /&gt;i might take it well but deep inside its not the same , feeling angry and hating you!&lt;br /&gt;why must you say such things ? &lt;br /&gt;do you even know how i feel ?&lt;br /&gt;it's not a nice feeling do you guys know that ? &lt;br /&gt;i mean it really ! &lt;br /&gt;i hate it !&lt;br /&gt;wish someone or somebody can understand me. &lt;br /&gt;jealousy was the thing that made me changed dramatically. &lt;br /&gt;like avoiding you , when ever i see/heard you i feel the pain inside. &lt;br /&gt;guess i really missed you too much.&lt;br /&gt;but i know you won't come back to me but i will wait. &lt;br /&gt;you might call me stupid/fool its up to what you want to call me.&lt;br /&gt;i feel guilty you know that ? &lt;br /&gt;the guilty feeling changed me . &lt;br /&gt;GUILTY is the only thing that is pulling me down , drowning in my own misery &lt;br /&gt;only able to see my love one walking away with another again and again.&lt;br /&gt;the unstoppable agony that continue without ending. &lt;br /&gt;i mean i once promise you that no matter what you do i will always be by your side i mean it . &lt;br /&gt;but i'm unable to prove it.&lt;br /&gt;due to the fact i can't face you cause of the guilt i'm holding on to. &lt;br /&gt;i'm really sorry ! really really sorry ! &lt;br /&gt;if after reading this you might feel freak out ?&lt;br /&gt;feel free to avoid me as you wish and hate me , if you don't wish to forgive me i won't ask. &lt;br /&gt;since after all those things i did and i know its hard to forgive and forget. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ alone in my room staring at the night sky thinking about you. ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-1970679838659283199?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/1970679838659283199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=1970679838659283199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/1970679838659283199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/1970679838659283199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/04/okay-long-time-since-my-blog-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-8623437938031068717</id><published>2010-02-17T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:21:18.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update just for the fun of it :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HwjoAiZd_pE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HwjoAiZd_pE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title : What can i say &lt;br /&gt;Artist : Dead by April &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to be all that you need&lt;br /&gt;Try not ever let you down&lt;br /&gt;still I can see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Not good enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I believed that I really could change&lt;br /&gt;I gave it all&lt;br /&gt;This time I really gave my everything.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, What can I do&lt;br /&gt;This is who I am and I am hurting you&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, what can I do&lt;br /&gt;No matter how strong my feelings are&lt;br /&gt;I always end up hurting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always end up hurting you&lt;br /&gt;I'm hurting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try hard only to be here&lt;br /&gt;You always wanted in life&lt;br /&gt;Still I just bring you misery&lt;br /&gt;What did I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I believed in you were mine&lt;br /&gt;When I gave it all&lt;br /&gt;This time I can see it all perfectly,&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, what can I do&lt;br /&gt;This is who I am and I am hurting you&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, what can I do&lt;br /&gt;No matter how strong my feelings are&lt;br /&gt;I always end up hurting you&lt;br /&gt;I always end up hurting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you I keep crying&lt;br /&gt;With you I am just hurting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you I am dying&lt;br /&gt;With you I am tearing your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you I am crying&lt;br /&gt;Without you I am dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, What can I do&lt;br /&gt;This is who I am and I'm hurting you&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, what can I do&lt;br /&gt;No matter how strong my feelings are&lt;br /&gt;I always end up hurting you&lt;br /&gt;I always end up hurting you&lt;br /&gt;I always end up hurting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hurting you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-8623437938031068717?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/8623437938031068717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=8623437938031068717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/8623437938031068717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/8623437938031068717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/02/update-just-for-fun-of-it-d.html' title='Update just for the fun of it :D'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-8399065896552667860</id><published>2010-02-02T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T21:42:39.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry took so long to update my blog. &lt;br /&gt;*my phone is not with me currently (: &lt;br /&gt;One of my gans ran away from home and currently i'm feeling quite uneasy and worry for her.&lt;br /&gt;updating blog just for fun ? Its not for fun actually but post/update just to kill time ? yeah lets go with that ' post/update just to kill time '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you are not around - I always feel uneasy and empty  &lt;br /&gt;when you are far away from me - I can only just imagine that you are beside me &lt;br /&gt;when you run/ran away - no matter what/what happen , i will find you ! [i don't want to lose you]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although most of my friends said this to me - &lt;br /&gt;many people say your attitude are good but your personality is just too weird. &lt;br /&gt;i already know that i'm weird but how can i change ? &lt;br /&gt;i don't even know how can i change , there's always this phrase which i think of it - everyone is unique in their own ways? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess that i don't have any chances anymore , i think i should just forget about it. &lt;br /&gt;but i can't seem to forget about it cause in my world there's only you.&lt;br /&gt;friends talk to me and told me : &lt;br /&gt;you are good but you are weird&lt;br /&gt;na de qi , fang de xia &lt; pinyin &lt;br /&gt;all the things i type might appear to be crap to some people since they asked/told me to &lt;br /&gt;1.give up and not to think about too much &lt;br /&gt;2.thinking to much about those things kills your brain ? &lt;br /&gt;3.there will be no future ?&lt;br /&gt;4.cherish before its too late ?&lt;br /&gt;should i give up ? i think i will, since i already leave such a lousy impression of me in her memories ): &lt;br /&gt;*i should not think so much right now!*&lt;br /&gt;but i cant the only thing in my mind is her, i don't know why but when she left me my mind/life just went poof. &lt;br /&gt;i lost my directions and my moods to do what ever i like , like i totally change to a different person. &lt;br /&gt;only my close ones can see that, perhaps  its the time that we always spend together that why they can spot it. &lt;br /&gt;still thinking about her, i cant get her off my mind like i used to do . &lt;br /&gt;probably if she comes visit and read this post she might think i'm kind of like some freak ? &lt;br /&gt;slowly began avoiding me ? guess i might just keep my distance away from her ? &lt;br /&gt;~ shouts ~ &lt;br /&gt;ah ! i just cant do it ! &lt;br /&gt;sadded . &lt;br /&gt;i think i might stop the post for now might update more tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;don't seem to have the courage to told you how i feel. &lt;br /&gt;although i can act like i'm fine but i'm not (:&lt;br /&gt;i don't like people worrying about me &lt;br /&gt;its feeling pain on the inside x_x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-8399065896552667860?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/8399065896552667860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=8399065896552667860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/8399065896552667860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/8399065896552667860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/02/sorry-took-so-long-to-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-907342708220365949</id><published>2010-01-20T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T17:42:06.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing much, just blogged in order to keep my blog ' fresh and healthy ' :x &lt;br /&gt;just a regular post.&lt;br /&gt;got scolded by 'someone' during lesson which make me feel quite unpleasent.&lt;br /&gt;end up ft[form teacher] come to to me about my problems ~ &lt;br /&gt;which i ended up lying to him, sorry but i cant tell you the truth.&lt;br /&gt;accompany xunhao and dion right after school , cause they got detention.&lt;br /&gt;for your info they got detention for 3days and today is the first day.&lt;br /&gt;they must stay at school till 5pm thats their punishment. &lt;br /&gt;what punishment ? cause they never bring their books :/ &lt;br /&gt;anyway i just reach home, accompany dion home ? to his grandma house . &lt;br /&gt;talked about some things - specfic information [cant share] :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all my friends , &lt;br /&gt;Life is the most hardest and the most painful game to play. &lt;br /&gt;if you need someone/somebody to talk to you can text/call me (:&lt;br /&gt;phone online status: 24/7 online !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-907342708220365949?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/907342708220365949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=907342708220365949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/907342708220365949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/907342708220365949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/01/nothing-much-just-blogged-in-order-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-1304778418312642505</id><published>2010-01-19T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T14:54:35.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just blogged about what i feel :/ &lt;br /&gt;just normal thing at  school but during maths class slept for awhile due to the weather.&lt;br /&gt;After school waited for junjie just right outside th detention room ? &lt;br /&gt;I feel quite weird that time ? &lt;br /&gt;when i was outside at the backgate looking at how my friends. &lt;br /&gt;i feel kinda [a feeling that i cant describle]. &lt;br /&gt;that feeling made me think alot. &lt;br /&gt;like am i trying to fit in with them ?&lt;br /&gt;since they dont really accept me why am i still trying to fit in ? &lt;br /&gt;i feel dumb and stupid. &lt;br /&gt;after thinking about all those thing , i already reached kfc.&lt;br /&gt;where they want to have their lunch, i feel quite weird ? &lt;br /&gt;so i just bomb ed some dumb reason to them, saying i'm having headache when i'm not .&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why but after each step i take i keep sigh ing . &lt;br /&gt;so weird , even now ? &lt;br /&gt;i just want to know why ? &lt;br /&gt;why am i sigh ing and why am i trying to fit in? &lt;br /&gt;am i feeling neglected/lonely ? &lt;br /&gt;i just need a answer . &lt;br /&gt;wonder where/who can tell/find my answer ? &lt;br /&gt;should i try talking to someone about my feelings ? &lt;br /&gt;plus this year is also my final year in secondary school and i cant let all this emotions to get in my way ! &lt;br /&gt;dam, i mma just exercise to get my things of things . &lt;br /&gt;cya guys ! &lt;br /&gt;will update soon :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-1304778418312642505?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/1304778418312642505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=1304778418312642505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/1304778418312642505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/1304778418312642505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-blogged-about-what-i-feel-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-7390924351613422146</id><published>2010-01-11T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T21:33:49.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something which make sense</title><content type='html'>hey guys , sorry that i took so long to update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something which make sense :/ &lt;br /&gt;cause i just watched the channel 8 , the show wake me up from dream world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you guys think that you are the only ones who are miserable? &lt;br /&gt;think about the others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont always think about yourself spare a thought for the others too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-7390924351613422146?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/7390924351613422146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=7390924351613422146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/7390924351613422146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/7390924351613422146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/01/something-which-make-sense.html' title='something which make sense'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-3096968219944519000</id><published>2010-01-06T09:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T09:52:18.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>got send home :x</title><content type='html'>hey guys &lt;br /&gt;i got send home today and its just the 3rd day of my school cause of my hair colour.&lt;br /&gt;questions : &lt;br /&gt;why dint you dye it black ? &lt;br /&gt;~ i did , i think i put too less or the time is too short ? &lt;br /&gt;when did the teacher catch you?&lt;br /&gt;~ yesterday during my from teacher interaction [ft] , she warned me about it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm now at home blogging and listening to fireflies by owlcity &lt;br /&gt;going out at around 11 or 2plus perharps ? &lt;br /&gt;for lunch i think ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha? gary just called me , his on the way to my house o_o&lt;br /&gt;cause i'm accompany him to go to chong pang for his hair cut ?&lt;br /&gt;he got send home too , haha thats funny . &lt;br /&gt;he tried to hide his hair yet he still got caught ! &lt;br /&gt;LOL ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thats the post for today , i might update it later if i could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-3096968219944519000?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/3096968219944519000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=3096968219944519000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/3096968219944519000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/3096968219944519000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/01/got-send-home-x.html' title='got send home :x'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-8988679412130857140</id><published>2010-01-05T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T17:04:51.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate cellphone - _ -</title><content type='html'>my cell phone bill got up to $100~2xx&lt;br /&gt;now mum is nagging me like f*ck, soon it will be dad's turn once he reach home from work. &lt;br /&gt;Just confiscate my dam phone dammit, if you dont want to waste your money on my dam phone bill and me ! &lt;br /&gt;Better still cancel my f*cking phone contract or just shut up ! &lt;br /&gt;pfft ! i hate naggers , stupid cellphone bill! &lt;br /&gt;stupid hands , stupid mouth caused phone bill go ke ba boom! &lt;br /&gt;which make me kind of fustrating when they nags cause of stupid things like a &lt;br /&gt;phone bill. &lt;br /&gt;i know the amount is alot but damn ! &lt;br /&gt;shut the f*ck up about the bills , there you are talking about it not know how i'm feeling right here helpless cant do anything just sitting waiting for you to nag finish ! &lt;br /&gt;dont you know ? &lt;br /&gt;that i really want to help but i just cant ! &lt;br /&gt;due to my age limit for finding works, every works requirement changed now must 16 and i'm yet 15 !  &lt;br /&gt;if now i'm already working now you can stop hadling my bills i will handle it with my own pay ! &lt;br /&gt;stupid age limit change , now i cant even work ! &lt;br /&gt;hate hate hate hate hate !! &lt;br /&gt;f*ck , feeling so angry right now ! &lt;br /&gt;just wish that they could f*cking cancel the phone line then *poof*&lt;br /&gt;all problem solved . &lt;br /&gt;but for them its just hell , they can contact me so i can roam around anywhere i want without feeling any pressure from them . &lt;br /&gt;like always nagging me on phone asking when will i reach home and bla bla bla ~ &lt;br /&gt;in fact i kinda feel peaceful without a cellphone but the disadvantage is that i cant contact my friends where and when i want. &lt;br /&gt;oh crap ! i'm confused ! &lt;br /&gt;but i prefer canceling the cellphone's contract so no one would ever nag at me for such a dumb thing over a dam freaking cell phone !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-8988679412130857140?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/8988679412130857140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=8988679412130857140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/8988679412130857140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/8988679412130857140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-hate-cellphone.html' title='i hate cellphone - _ -'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768228635979304693.post-7427466848693734117</id><published>2010-01-05T14:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T14:53:06.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 - 1st post of the day !</title><content type='html'>deleted all my previous post . &lt;br /&gt;starting of with a new post as you can see :D&lt;br /&gt;school started already and its kind of quite busy for me. &lt;br /&gt;due to the fact of the daily homework but the good things is that i dont even have any homework now. &lt;br /&gt;that should explain why i have the time to blog :D&lt;br /&gt;i will update more if i got the time. &lt;br /&gt;off to cookinq :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3768228635979304693-7427466848693734117?l=your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/feeds/7427466848693734117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768228635979304693&amp;postID=7427466848693734117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/7427466848693734117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768228635979304693/posts/default/7427466848693734117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-kiss-is-torture.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-1st-post-of-day.html' title='2010 - 1st post of the day !'/><author><name>Kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07713588837736882390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.otakuland.cz/data/gallery/g11175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
