<?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-101998696906089589</id><updated>2012-01-09T13:29:52.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>C4kiut</title><subtitle type='html'>When to express my thoughts I need more than 140 characters.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c4kiut.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/101998696906089589/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c4kiut.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>C4kiut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01772648921715563257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlwt4LgWqGI/TN_JGZqkk0I/AAAAAAAAAww/NpZydJrCBVo/S220/wallpaper.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-101998696906089589.post-1403206462377338286</id><published>2012-01-09T13:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T13:29:52.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you’re going through hell, keep going. Forty eight hours and
counting...</title><content type='html'>I am so fucking tired of functioning on pills basis! I therefore decided to leave the shitty pills unilaterally. &lt;br /&gt;I am aware that antidepressants should be stoped progressively and that I am not being responsible blah blah but what the hell!!&lt;br /&gt;It  feels great (not in a phisical way) being an irresponsible ass once in a while even when you have to suffer freakin' side efects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning:  keep out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/101998696906089589-1403206462377338286?l=c4kiut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c4kiut.blogspot.com/feeds/1403206462377338286/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c4kiut.blogspot.com/2012/01/if-youre-going-through-hell-keep-going.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/101998696906089589/posts/default/1403206462377338286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/101998696906089589/posts/default/1403206462377338286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c4kiut.blogspot.com/2012/01/if-youre-going-through-hell-keep-going.html' title='If you’re going through hell, keep going. Forty eight hours and&#xA;counting...'/><author><name>C4kiut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01772648921715563257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlwt4LgWqGI/TN_JGZqkk0I/AAAAAAAAAww/NpZydJrCBVo/S220/wallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-101998696906089589.post-4618045248292816201</id><published>2012-01-08T14:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T14:35:58.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am lonely for I don&amp;apos;t like the person with whom I am when I am
alone</title><content type='html'>I've touched the center of my own sorrow.  I can sit with pain, mine or yours, without moving to hide it, fake it, or fix it. I can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray my own soul,  I can be faithful and therefore trustworthy. &lt;br /&gt;However I can't find a single reason to love me.  I need to forgive myself "for ignoring you: my highest voices" &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/101998696906089589-4618045248292816201?l=c4kiut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c4kiut.blogspot.com/feeds/4618045248292816201/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c4kiut.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-lonely-for-i-don-like-person-with.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/101998696906089589/posts/default/4618045248292816201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/101998696906089589/posts/default/4618045248292816201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c4kiut.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-lonely-for-i-don-like-person-with.html' title='I am lonely for I don&amp;amp;apos;t like the person with whom I am when I am&#xA;alone'/><author><name>C4kiut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01772648921715563257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlwt4LgWqGI/TN_JGZqkk0I/AAAAAAAAAww/NpZydJrCBVo/S220/wallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-101998696906089589.post-2255620939783061065</id><published>2010-11-26T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T03:53:08.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I miss, much determined ever ill-equipped</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Angry and running into the same brick wall a thousand times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;. I would think about you just for today, from now on, you walk by yourself, and never ask me to walk beside you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;My emotional blockade is not related to anyone. Emotionally blocked,&amp;nbsp; yet &amp;nbsp;I have found myself feeling nostalgic for people who are far away and feelings that do not experience in my life since long time ago.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Far away people and places seem to be farest. Today I cried missing them. I miss Buenos Aires, Ottawa, Colletorto, Geneva. I miss….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/101998696906089589-2255620939783061065?l=c4kiut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c4kiut.blogspot.com/feeds/2255620939783061065/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c4kiut.blogspot.com/2010/11/here-i-miss-much-determined-ever-ill.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/101998696906089589/posts/default/2255620939783061065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/101998696906089589/posts/default/2255620939783061065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c4kiut.blogspot.com/2010/11/here-i-miss-much-determined-ever-ill.html' title='Here I miss, much determined ever ill-equipped'/><author><name>C4kiut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01772648921715563257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlwt4LgWqGI/TN_JGZqkk0I/AAAAAAAAAww/NpZydJrCBVo/S220/wallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-101998696906089589.post-818207065165430179</id><published>2010-11-14T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T03:14:01.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wrote the story myself...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's about a girl who lost her sanity and never missed it. &amp;nbsp;She was a borderline case like many others, spent years sending love around and waiting to come around but never happened.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gave and gave love until she was unable to feel something for herself. Then she lost herself.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nobody was there to see that she was tired of life or tired of everything, nobody cared about her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The moment she felt her soul was cold and empty she decided to lose her mind. Since then, she&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;is happier and stronger even if, as she cannot feel, she doesn't know it....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;During the up and downs of her path &amp;nbsp;I've been with her and I will never let her alone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/101998696906089589-818207065165430179?l=c4kiut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c4kiut.blogspot.com/feeds/818207065165430179/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c4kiut.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-wrote-story-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/101998696906089589/posts/default/818207065165430179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/101998696906089589/posts/default/818207065165430179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c4kiut.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-wrote-story-myself.html' title='I wrote the story myself...'/><author><name>C4kiut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01772648921715563257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlwt4LgWqGI/TN_JGZqkk0I/AAAAAAAAAww/NpZydJrCBVo/S220/wallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-101998696906089589.post-8236821420082990256</id><published>2010-11-04T01:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T03:23:13.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Master reset of mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I wish I have a reset or pause button. I am fighting against recurring thoughts. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My body is trying to tell me something and instead of taking pills to shut him I stopped to find out the message mother nature is sending me. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The alarm has been set, now is up to me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/101998696906089589-8236821420082990256?l=c4kiut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c4kiut.blogspot.com/feeds/8236821420082990256/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c4kiut.blogspot.com/2010/11/master-reset-of-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/101998696906089589/posts/default/8236821420082990256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/101998696906089589/posts/default/8236821420082990256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c4kiut.blogspot.com/2010/11/master-reset-of-mind.html' title='Master reset of mind'/><author><name>C4kiut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01772648921715563257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlwt4LgWqGI/TN_JGZqkk0I/AAAAAAAAAww/NpZydJrCBVo/S220/wallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
