<?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-7156786</id><updated>2011-10-13T14:44:29.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>numb</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7156786/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>enana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13110486161971793402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7156786.post-108592663269420166</id><published>2004-04-29T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T07:17:12.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>harts apart</title><content type='html'>Dere is tis period of tym when i feel nothin at all...absolutely,nothin.. or shall i sae i do not WANT to feel aniting at all&lt;br /&gt;wads luv?i dun noe n perhaps i nvr will.. i feel tis special sort of feelin for tis guy almost everi single dae.. o..who am i kiddin..i feel for him everi single moment.&lt;br /&gt;i dun make e effort to find out if itz a crush or sumting lyke tat...i feel lyke..wad is mine wil cum to me eventually..wad isnt mine..i dun even need to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but den i feel so numb tis few daes.i began to imagine live w/o him..how wld it b lyke..n den i start to imagine how life wld b if we were together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz..i do not noe wad im feelin for him animore..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7156786-108592663269420166?l=enana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enana.blogspot.com/feeds/108592663269420166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7156786&amp;postID=108592663269420166' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7156786/posts/default/108592663269420166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7156786/posts/default/108592663269420166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enana.blogspot.com/2004/04/harts-apart.html' title='harts apart'/><author><name>enana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13110486161971793402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
