<?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-20026456</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:27:01.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MirrOr</title><subtitle type='html'>:: I cannot exist without you- I am forgetful of every thing but seeing you again- my Life seems to stop there- I see no further. You have absorb'd me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I were dissolving…::</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20026456/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundexistence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RaqueL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449101944685279762</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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20026456.post-113776556653154798</id><published>2006-01-20T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T05:59:26.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'My Man...'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3816/1994/1600/rni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3816/1994/320/rni.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 'His face, his voice, everything about MY man makes me crazy in love with him.' I hope and pray that someday we will be together... FOREVER. However, time will be our judge. If we will be able to hold on as far as eternity could lead us, then let fate decide. Let God be our guide and may he lead us to the right paths. If however, we were not meant for each other. I believe that God has someone better in store for each of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My dear man, I want you to know how much you have touched my heart. No words can describe the love I have for you. I want you to know that you have inspired every great day of my life and have written so many memories that would last a lifetime. Your mere presence makes my heart skip a beat and even though that we will not be together all the time, always remember that you will always stay here in my heart. Whenever I look upon the skies, I always dream of us. You and I together walking through all the trapdoors in that bridge which they call human life. I dream of our laughters and the happiness that we could bring to our loved ones, TOGETHER. Hand in hand we would serve our God and make every second of our lives together with LOVE. I wish that someday, you could give me company in my old age and of course until the very last day of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We do not have the power to control our future and the fear of losing you grows stronger day after day. However, I plead you to promise that no matter what happens, you will always be my friend, my special friend. If ever, you fall in love with a woman better than me, I will bless you both with all the love I can give. I will give you all the support I can give as a friend. I promise not to bother you both and would keep a distance as much as possible. If you call my name, I would automatically be beside you, I will catch your tears and wipe your eyes dry no matter how busy I am. And I wish that in your wedding day, you would remember your friend and make her as one of your guests in this very special occasion. This is how much I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Whatever happens, wherever fate leads us, I will always look upon the heavens and thank the creator that ONCE IN MY LIFETIME, I MET THE MAN WHO MADE ME SMILE AND CRY AT THE SAME TIME. THE GREATEST FRIEND AND THE GREATEST LOVER, THE FIRST MAN I TRULY LOVED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well, there was this song that I really liked... It never falters to make me cry and think of you everytime I hear it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Right Here Waiting"&lt;br /&gt;    Richard Marx&lt;br /&gt;____ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oceans apart day after day&lt;br /&gt;And I slowly go insane&lt;br /&gt;I hear your voice on the line&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't stop the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I see you next to never&lt;br /&gt;How can we say forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;Or how my heart breaks&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took for granted, all the times&lt;br /&gt;That I thought would last somehow&lt;br /&gt;I hear the laughter, I taste the tears&lt;br /&gt;But I can't get near you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, can't you see it baby&lt;br /&gt;You've got me goin' crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;Or how my heart breaks&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how we can survive&lt;br /&gt;This romance&lt;br /&gt;But in the end if I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I'll take the chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;Or how my heart breaks&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20026456-113776556653154798?l=profoundexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/113776556653154798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20026456&amp;postID=113776556653154798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20026456/posts/default/113776556653154798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20026456/posts/default/113776556653154798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundexistence.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-man.html' title='&apos;My Man...&apos;'/><author><name>RaqueL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449101944685279762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20026456.post-113619078392420359</id><published>2006-01-02T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T00:33:03.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::SiCkO::</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3816/1994/1600/ShowLetter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3816/1994/320/ShowLetter.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I feel sick. I lack sleep and a well deserved nap is appropriate. I am also suffering from the inability to communicate with someone sensible. I have almost entirely been alone this vacation. I have no friends to mingle around with and the elders have no sense of fun. I hang out a lot with old people and D-U-H are they boring. I must say, their sense of humor is uhm, not entirely satisfactory. I miss my friends, my boyfriend and everyone else. I am so tired I do not feel like going to school on Wednesday. I think I deserve a break. Aside from hurting my legs (note: I can't barely walk) because of too much, well, 'family reunions' and all that visit here go there shop here stuff, I still think I need to have time alone. I AM TIRED. TIRED. TIRED. TIRED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20026456-113619078392420359?l=profoundexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/113619078392420359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20026456&amp;postID=113619078392420359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20026456/posts/default/113619078392420359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20026456/posts/default/113619078392420359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundexistence.blogspot.com/2006/01/sicko.html' title='::SiCkO::'/><author><name>RaqueL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449101944685279762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20026456.post-113506906548063428</id><published>2005-12-20T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T00:57:45.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::WeLcomE 2 mUh wOrLd::</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3816/1994/320/1100931237_uresamoure.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that to truly Love, is the ultimate&lt;br /&gt;expression of the will to live. A heart that&lt;br /&gt;truly loves is forever young.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20026456-113506906548063428?l=profoundexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/113506906548063428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20026456&amp;postID=113506906548063428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20026456/posts/default/113506906548063428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20026456/posts/default/113506906548063428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundexistence.blogspot.com/2005/12/welcome-2-muh-world.html' title='::WeLcomE 2 mUh wOrLd::'/><author><name>RaqueL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449101944685279762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20026456.post-113506810549797074</id><published>2005-12-20T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T01:10:23.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: ^_^ ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3816/1994/1600/1100935870_cturescalm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3816/1994/320/1100935870_cturescalm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words can describe such beautiful&lt;br /&gt;sight,&lt;br /&gt; Beauty that shines even in the&lt;br /&gt;darkest of nights.&lt;br /&gt;With widened eyes every guy's head turns,&lt;br /&gt;Spirit so high that their passion burns. &lt;br /&gt;You mesmerize anybody that gazes upon you, &lt;br /&gt;Wishing that they were as gorgeous too. &lt;br /&gt;They envy you from head to toe, &lt;br /&gt;You leave their mouths open with woe. &lt;br /&gt;With every man wishing you to be their own, &lt;br /&gt;And melting even the heart made of stone.&lt;br /&gt;They do not care if they are called fools, &lt;br /&gt;Because they know that yourbeauty rules. &lt;br /&gt;And so let it be known and let it be shown, &lt;br /&gt;No one compares to the beauty that you own. &lt;br /&gt;The world has become a more lovely place &lt;br /&gt;Since it is rewarded with your Beautiful face&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20026456-113506810549797074?l=profoundexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/113506810549797074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20026456&amp;postID=113506810549797074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20026456/posts/default/113506810549797074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20026456/posts/default/113506810549797074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundexistence.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post_20.html' title=':: ^_^ ::'/><author><name>RaqueL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449101944685279762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
