<?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-22893194</id><updated>2012-01-25T03:53:46.156+08:00</updated><category term='..b&apos;fore the early dawn..'/><title type='text'>Freedom From Guilt</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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>416</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22893194.post-8444802236577605542</id><published>2012-01-25T03:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T03:53:46.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mind imprisonment</title><content type='html'>try to keep my head down, focus on the matter at hand&lt;div&gt;try to break my fake frowns, focus on loved ones and friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the more i think, the more this cubicle shrinks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;memory bank vaults for the emotional deposits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feelin' like, i got to wake up from this one bad dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the story goes on because thoughts come in streams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;illustrations of a man's illustrious history, attractive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but a mind imprisoned 'cause a man guilty, negative&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-8444802236577605542?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/8444802236577605542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=8444802236577605542' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feels incomplete and abrupt, chaotic and shit. maybe it's just come too early in a calendar year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing feels right, and.. geez, i'm happy but every now and then we all look back and feel silly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;missin' my cousins in brisbane. missin' taiwan relatives. missing how i used to write to overseas friends. missin' my past.. i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but for now i'm happy i'm just trying to focus everything i can on what i'm doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but somebody teach me how to apply techniques to web layouts and design!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-7725979848048159634?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22893194.post-4450930757410826731</id><published>2012-01-25T03:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T03:37:02.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too old?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;lately i've been wonderin', comin' up with gansta rap lines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;flippin' thru old records past my generation, my time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;try to exhaust my mind with exhausted punchlines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;used to be my favorite past time, and it was all fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till i've grown up, i'm too old for that posthumous shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too old for innocent craniums, i've got lost humours, shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;readin' too deep, too shallow, and then old rhymes go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;composin' two rows for two doughs, reposin' this soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forbidded this flow, burning sensations sensational&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;clashin' civilizations, space and time critical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so maybe we writing historical is kinda comical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i'ma break the frame that says 'no idea's original'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i first listened to that jay z shit back in J-C-two&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;four years later, still twenty two two's at age twenty two&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feelin' like, damn, age is startin' to catch up wit me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the fact i'm in this paper chase, chasin' slowly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like there's a link; good grades equals living successfully&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like asians are only good for modern day peasantry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"but fuck that 'cause that's a low life motto"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even though you can't shoot down the sun with broken arrows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we still try to separate the medium from shadows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still try to take down life lessons in our little memos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every single commodity that stamps patented info&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we rip away the soul, strip away the gold, then follow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-4450930757410826731?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/4450930757410826731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=4450930757410826731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/4450930757410826731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/4450930757410826731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2012/01/too-old.html' title='too old?'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-3164321313441688620</id><published>2012-01-09T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T01:16:13.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>class!</title><content type='html'>and i was immediately reminded why you can never be my friend.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i aint some big shot or some shit, but having glanced into the both of my eyes the least you could have done was to say a 'hi'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had an urge to return the animosity and treat your existence as though you were invisible, but ha, you aint worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so sem 2 is on its way and this time, i'm going have to work harder! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-3164321313441688620?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3164321313441688620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=3164321313441688620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3164321313441688620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3164321313441688620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2012/01/class.html' title='class!'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-4064830122956020538</id><published>2012-01-08T13:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T13:02:25.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stickers</title><content type='html'>and they will stick with you thru the happiest times&lt;div&gt;until your fall from grace, to your darkest times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-4064830122956020538?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/4064830122956020538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=4064830122956020538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/4064830122956020538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/4064830122956020538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2012/01/stickers.html' title='stickers'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-1518886785662051593</id><published>2011-12-15T02:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T02:12:17.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>感言15.12.2011</title><content type='html'>我不再難過了&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我看見自己是多麽的美麗，那麽的多有魅力，別人是給予我多麽多的愛&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;雖然每人能真正擁有愛，我可是真正的體會到了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;換個新環境，其實對自己很好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;謝謝你給我這個機會，我會好好把握的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-1518886785662051593?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/1518886785662051593/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22893194.post-1630161609303053062</id><published>2011-12-15T02:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T02:07:39.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't be ridiculous</title><content type='html'>don't be ridiculous&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just because you rhyme the last word of every sentence doesn't make it a fucking poem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHERE IS YOUR FLOW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHERE IS YOUR SKILL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHERE IS YOUR TECHNIQUE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More importantly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHERE IS YOUR MESSAGE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-1630161609303053062?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/1630161609303053062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=1630161609303053062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/1630161609303053062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/1630161609303053062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/12/dont-be-ridiculous.html' title='don&apos;t be ridiculous'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-2677411173066428524</id><published>2011-12-09T04:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T04:20:47.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>t.u.m.</title><content type='html'>FUCKING 4:19 in the MORNING&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FOREVER WRITING TILL I GET DISCOVERED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the.unhappily.married. (purely fictional)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Mirage, life and death, toasts to coke and meth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Co-existence, fallen deaf, angels of spiritual theft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Can't do it alone, still rolling with the rolling stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Got nowhere to go, 'cause this is where he calls his home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Hosts and parasites thin nest-cage equivalence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Little man has little options, middle man acquaintance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;The wage war commisions, meddle conversations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Winding pi fractions beyond brine saturations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Asking why the heart status, merger, democracy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Understand why bird heart the caged I know suddenly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;It's a stolen nature, vulgar urban roaches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Gettin' richer quicker fuckin' drunkards on liquors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;While the "young salewoman sets up shop when the sun sets"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Guarantee to detach the souls that were matched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Plus a plaster plastacine, injest penicillin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Wakin' to bathroom floors, where the hell have you been?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-2677411173066428524?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/2677411173066428524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=2677411173066428524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2677411173066428524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2677411173066428524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/12/tum.html' title='t.u.m.'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-2914058781941710773</id><published>2011-12-06T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T04:21:15.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;So I stepped back, recollect, regret the shit I've said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;But the words' been out, I guess I can't take them back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;I was like a child, refused to wait for the soup to chill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Scalded his tongue so bad, two weeks and still he's ill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Subsequent meals, coupled with subsequent bills, now he's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Mentally ill from the medical pills that actually kills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;The truth is concealed cause he will not reveal, he's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Bottlin' it like a contraceptive pill, he will distill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Pneumatic drills into the hard core truth, the literal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Imagined emotions in temples, thoughts hypothetical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Killed the sabbatical, there's nothing left but sentimental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Memories of yesterday carried away in opticals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Souls of nights cease, lone, a mistaken disease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;In the cities of tall buildings, the cold air, the breeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Contaminants I breathe, the same one that I sneeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;And that desire for a friendship I could not release&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;In retrospect the kid should have calmed down and respect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Choices of an individual, who was he to expect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Suspecting a doubt that only brought frustrations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Psychological state of mind that maybe spells limerence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Pitching a higher tolerance, building a balance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;With scales of a sign that epitomize elegance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Cause if perfection was he, he'd be an embarassment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;So he stabilized and composed archaeological remnants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;In the initials of crap verse, two stanzas will immerse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Arguing shit, two by four, the last eight lines of this verse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Maybe rehearsed, with pens inversed you can call it adverse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;So long an intersperse, hope that this may be reversed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Only method to salvage the broken intended recipient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Relating this to reactions of an 'angry man asian'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Repent or remorse, re-penned and reinforced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;You know, if friendship ain't meant to be, it shouldn't be forced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Too late, haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Traditional rhyme schemes, original rhymin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-2914058781941710773?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/2914058781941710773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=2914058781941710773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2914058781941710773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2914058781941710773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/12/child.html' title='The Child'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-8550805775423357568</id><published>2011-12-03T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T01:05:37.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Know-identity</title><content type='html'>My mind is polluted by sounds that come from my headphones&lt;div&gt;But my choice is peculiar, that's why I'm always feeling the lone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm having a hard time trying to fit into mainstream taste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Repulsion every time I diss that mainstream waste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a lame dream race, let's face it, the wealth and the fame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm never gonna make it the thought of it brings shame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bells ring change, it starts to rain as I feel disdain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Droppin' plains of pain, it starts to faint but I'm still the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And something I still don't understand, I can't comprehend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How the fuck am I supposed to move on without a plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I'm breaking relationships over petty little things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems to me I don't really know myself, I'm having flings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mingling around with the shit I ain't supposed to mess with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But fuck it, I ain't got anything on me to start with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-8550805775423357568?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/8550805775423357568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=8550805775423357568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你的版本真的很好聽&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;聽了好舒服 心裏好多了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不認識你，但還是要謝謝你&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-6333459279351181841?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/6333459279351181841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=6333459279351181841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/6333459279351181841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/6333459279351181841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_02.html' title='好聽'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/DfQZF8wIVXg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22893194.post-3852366983745683743</id><published>2011-12-02T22:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T22:28:18.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>生病了</title><content type='html'>最近好難過&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;沒想到一個病可以拖那麽久還不快好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;只想朋友、親人的安慰鼓勵快好起來&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不想自暴自棄但真的好想放棄&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;說要死掉也太誇張&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不過内心真的快撐不下去&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;看到這則網post的朋友可以說我很軟弱&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可是這段時間裏，真的，我好想一個人靜一靜&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;皮膚惡化、精神氣色一天比一天糟糕&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不想出門，我是怎麽搞的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;這不是以前開心活潑的阿淵，你在幹嘛&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;懷疑自己快患上憂鬱症，明明就很多朋友邀約，自己是不孤單的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但是好像越來越孤僻了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;生病了，臉紅腫了，I look grotesque&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but why the fuck do i care?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;靠腰 你管好自己就好了 不要來煩我&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-3852366983745683743?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3852366983745683743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=3852366983745683743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3852366983745683743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3852366983745683743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='生病了'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-3164977589159742242</id><published>2011-12-01T02:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T02:41:33.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>done.. won.</title><content type='html'>It's a common question asked a million times&lt;div&gt;Even more times you tried to force that shit rhyme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life, love, stress and setbacks, show me where your heads at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause honestly I'm tired of the bullshit and fake acts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck a job demeaning, it's a fight against the odds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inscribing life's meanings, it's a fight against the Gods&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm ignoring texts, emails and messages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just so they notice my struggle with the rummages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm aged twenty one, but my mind is really older&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who the fuck am I kiddin', isolated in the corner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to fit in but you can't you fucking Termite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They try to ruin you, label you, reduced to plights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But seriously, you think you all that great&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go out there and face reality before it's all but too late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Demonstrate, show them how it's supposed to be done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck a break, show them how it's supposed to be won&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-3164977589159742242?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3164977589159742242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=3164977589159742242' title='0 Comments'/><link 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-7847380955510550387?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/7847380955510550387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=7847380955510550387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7847380955510550387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7847380955510550387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/somewhere-else.html' title='somewhere else'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-3624336988917558548</id><published>2011-11-26T15:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T15:29:43.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'cause this is the only thing i want to do</title><content type='html'>I WILL BE A FUCKING DOPE LYRICIST&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-3624336988917558548?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3624336988917558548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=3624336988917558548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://www.fluentin3months.com/life-lessons/"&gt;http://www.fluentin3months.com/life-lessons/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-5285553327963525752?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/5285553327963525752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=5285553327963525752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5285553327963525752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5285553327963525752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/travel.html' title='travel!'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-639167316212784964</id><published>2011-11-24T23:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T23:51:38.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>無暇的美麗</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;無暇的美麗&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;現實生活中我們不在一起&lt;div&gt;但妳可知道我每天想著妳&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我們的愛情史美麗得可惜&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;同住在這城市卻失去聯繫&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;成人生活繁忙複雜得可怕&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;這世界又一直不停的變化&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;讓人不再擁有單純的想法&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我想再來的話也不一樣吧&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在分手時說出最狠的話我沒忘記&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我們用歲月建立的一切多不爭氣&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;妳不顧我軟弱脆弱的心將它打碎&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;現在互相後悔也不能彌補得了誰&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;日子匆匆過去我的人生向前走了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我不再幼稚了從此再也不抱怨了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但偶爾的寂寞不斷勾起我的回憶&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我也只能偷偷回頭迷失在那夢裏&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; white-space: nowrap; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;感謝妳讓我看到真實的殘酷事實&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;人生的不完美其實才是完美的事&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;所以我用回憶畫出曾經完美的妳&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;只有在那時空裏妳是無暇的美麗&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-639167316212784964?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/639167316212784964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=639167316212784964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/639167316212784964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/639167316212784964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_24.html' title='無暇的美麗'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-2442250466616423230</id><published>2011-11-23T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T23:15:30.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friend on fb.. so?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;connected by the internet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it's sad we no longer chat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-2442250466616423230?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/2442250466616423230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=2442250466616423230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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我想太多&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;想當初的溫柔當初的見面&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;現在只想要再多見妳一面&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你怎麽沉默不説話了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;難道連朋友都不當了 我說穿了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我知道妳比從前快樂 那我呢&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我只能在這角落等待未來&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;等待未來有一天妳會回來&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;外面的世界紛擾喧鬧&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;電視的負面新聞報道&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我們的故事沒有人會知道&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;他們不瞭妳對我有多重要&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我又到這路口的交叉&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;這就是我們的結局嗎 沒準備好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;來得太快來得太突然 我沒想到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;原來我是這麽這麽的愛妳&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我是多麽的不捨得放開妳&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;明知道不可能 卻又想牽起妳的手&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有種莫名衝動 把妳摟在我的胸口&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;求妳今晚別走 願妳陪我躲在被窩&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我們什麽不做 讓時間像流沙溜走&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;或許輪回注定 這一生不能在一起&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;所以選擇放棄&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='放棄'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-2326540590258666153</id><published>2011-11-21T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T19:22:15.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yachtes and boats</title><content type='html'>Hello, are you dead or are you still running alive&lt;div&gt;Times get harder and colder after you survive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living on borrowed times, whose turn is it to shine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's laughable how you try put your past behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reclaim stolen eclipse and sunshine, these are shadowed times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of mellow rhymes that cannot cross the yellow lines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where's the boundary, can't locate it, you forsake it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You berate it, like vanished money that you donated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a tragic, swami gimmicks turned black magic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coming around and calling it philosophy of logic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;History repeats, yet another generation fooled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paper chasers believing religiously in schools&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are peasant tools, you critic Socratic methods&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Set the ball rolling, turning moments like effect Ratchet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hatred in the veins of pessimists, socialists and Marxists&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Axis tipping mentalists, opportunists and batteries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work overload, I deviate onto the lonely road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leavin' you cold, friends turn into the phony mode&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm searchin' for antidotes for the people I dote&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assailed by doubts as I embark a different boat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-2326540590258666153?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/2326540590258666153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=2326540590258666153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2326540590258666153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2326540590258666153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/yachtes-and-boats.html' title='yachtes and boats'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-1997902252507754004</id><published>2011-11-19T19:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T20:05:00.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what struggle?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As I sat at my table thinking of themes to write&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I scratched my hair, pullin' those that had turned white&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And still, I couldn't think of anything to write&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I sat there wasting my time from day to night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a mental fight, how did I end up in this woeful plight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Becoming a thief, stealing rhymes, with styles I bite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Becoming everything but the man who swore to abide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the principles and rules I preach and cite, it's like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exhaustion from the path and the waves you ride worldwide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Constantly searching for the grass 'on the other side'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wished someone was here to be my guide, a bona fide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teach a man to 'rap homicide', and whet his appetite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But look how he betides, angels circling the devils inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feelin' like politicians losing dignity and pride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like political prisoners who die before being tried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cast aside the great divide of the blacks and whites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Killin' the innocent like concentrated pesticides&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They try to hide, insightful insights like the war brides&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And denied to everybody they did it, fucking lies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's only time that people with real eyes will realize&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly I feel like I have finally recognized, that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In comparison, my struggles are minute in size&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody sees tears when you're standing in the storm huh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be a man, get up and fight for it, cousins, sisters.. bruh'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-1997902252507754004?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/1997902252507754004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=1997902252507754004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/1997902252507754004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/1997902252507754004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-struggle.html' title='what struggle?'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-537477441358398893</id><published>2011-11-19T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T01:29:11.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who sees your pain when they themselves are in adversity?</title><content type='html'>Nobody sees tears when you're standin' in the storm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-537477441358398893?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/537477441358398893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=537477441358398893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/537477441358398893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/537477441358398893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/who-sees-your-adversity.html' title='who sees your pain when they themselves are in adversity?'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-3723971722411500833</id><published>2011-11-17T15:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T15:39:48.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancer (November 2011)</title><content type='html'>His best friendship asset: Deep Feelings&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since most relationships are initiated by a him, he looks to give rather than take, but at the same time wishes to be given too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Science and mathematics are not ideal for a him as they don't allow sufficient space for personal opinions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He will always try to maintain some kind of connection even in the most extreme circumstances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's one of the most bipolar signs, only true friends know how to deal with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-3723971722411500833?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3723971722411500833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=3723971722411500833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3723971722411500833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3723971722411500833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/cancer-november-2011.html' title='Cancer (November 2011)'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-6899158327957686122</id><published>2011-11-16T02:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T02:17:23.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>morning mrs tay</title><content type='html'>Dear Mrs. Tay&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like paying you a visit after my exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But where and how do I find you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure you're resting well among the stars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since 2005.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-6899158327957686122?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/6899158327957686122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=6899158327957686122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/6899158327957686122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/6899158327957686122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/morning-mrs-tay.html' title='morning mrs tay'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-4006106630209925277</id><published>2011-11-16T00:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T00:17:22.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time to do something</title><content type='html'>Tired of hiding behind the screen?&lt;div&gt;It's time to do something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-4006106630209925277?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/4006106630209925277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=4006106630209925277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/4006106630209925277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/4006106630209925277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/time-to-do-something.html' title='time to do something'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-1860133283143095074</id><published>2011-11-15T14:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T14:09:31.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be a happy mum</title><content type='html'>And she's been sleeping on the bed for 2 entire days already.&lt;div&gt;This is worrying. Please. be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-1860133283143095074?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/1860133283143095074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=1860133283143095074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/1860133283143095074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/1860133283143095074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/be-happy-mum.html' title='be a happy mum'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-9179176598808025988</id><published>2011-11-15T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T13:59:33.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lame love rhymes</title><content type='html'>We're connected by the phone, by the texts&lt;div&gt;By emails, by facebook, the internet.&lt;div&gt;But still, you and I, we feel so distant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your hair, your smile, so reminiscent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lame love rhymes lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-9179176598808025988?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/9179176598808025988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=9179176598808025988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/9179176598808025988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/9179176598808025988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/lame-love-rhymes.html' title='lame love rhymes'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-8247671066855696236</id><published>2011-11-15T02:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T02:44:50.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take care.</title><content type='html'>Okay I'm just skimming thru' the old photos of myself and some of my friends..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And geeez look how far I've come from being an introvert to who I am today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then I thought about you. We were so alike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You used to be so quiet, so introverted.. So blue and so sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just glad you went overseas and became a lot happier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really happy for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And even though I'm probably forgotten by you, I will never forget the fun times we had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You were like my sister. I loved you so much. But I had to let go didn't I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best decision your parents ever made for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked outside of my window and saw the twinkling star.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I wonder how you are. lol so cliche but really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-8247671066855696236?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/8247671066855696236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=8247671066855696236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/8247671066855696236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/8247671066855696236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/take-care.html' title='take care.'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-7409596522069171817</id><published>2011-11-14T18:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T19:44:07.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i felt the love tonight</title><content type='html'>I just heard one of the truest love story ever told&lt;div&gt;Noddin' my head in agreement, then I felt the cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With tears of gold, she flips thru' historical pages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of a normal school teen, fast-forwarded marriages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They never got together, and that's a regret&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy met the girl, but that was 28 years back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thru' the darkest times, the darkest storms, she cries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Infinite maybes and possibilities, she tries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To stop herself from imagining the impossible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time already robbed your youth, this is no fairy tale&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But think about the seas you've traveled, the skies you soared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids you've raised, pride, yes, someone give her an applause&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crumble down the wall, back then it was a tall order&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rewind it back now and you might reconsider&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if you was her, would you merge the tools of convenience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or entrust on dwelling sentiments, the test of patience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see the success of the man who used to love you so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet it was you who let go of that golden touch, as such&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as I empathize with you, it's sad that it's true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He never hated you, still blessed you, he still loves you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ain't no way you two will ever be together again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There ain't no way you can sing the songs of forever again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But deep inside in that little corner of his heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The memories you paint is your greatest work of art&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28 years later the story is retold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I sat there listening, your hand tightly I hold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This ain't about the cling, this ain't about the gold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems like some things we'll never, ever let them go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you never said, I'd probably never, ever know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Past tragedies, life's misery that you never, ever showed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Applauding your bravery, I know that I'm lucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be sitting right next to you as you finish this story&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-7409596522069171817?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/7409596522069171817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=7409596522069171817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7409596522069171817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7409596522069171817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-felt-love-tonight.html' title='i felt the love tonight'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-857942233991441264</id><published>2011-11-14T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T15:37:14.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscing about you</title><content type='html'>I know it was over the moment I penned that letter&lt;div&gt;It was nothing personal, I only hoped for the better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why would I destroy something I worked so hard to build&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you never gave a piece about me, and that's how I feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I feel, my feelings intersected with aphrodisiacs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I stepped back, tried to figure this picture, this mosaic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was fallin' in deep, thinkin' 'bout you even in my sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the reason I keep havin' paradoxical sleeps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walkin' down the streets thinkin' what would have been, could have been&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The nicest chapters written in our lives, the world would have seen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But clearly you wasn't into it, I feel so stupid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like an idiot, so I'm breakin' the relationship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just couldn't handle the emotional torment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sadness flows like the river of sentiments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While my friends sit across and laugh at the opposite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tellin' me "I told you so, you just wouldn't hear it"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Retrospectively they were right, about bitches and life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rewinding the scenes constantly, soon dusk turns into night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm wasting precious minutes of my youth reminiscing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone I barely knew, but memories they still cling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/22893194-857942233991441264?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/857942233991441264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=857942233991441264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/857942233991441264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/857942233991441264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/reminiscing-about-you.html' title='reminiscing about you'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-5588617615110724227</id><published>2011-11-13T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T23:26:11.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>semester 1 shits</title><content type='html'>all the shit this semester&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. i just fucking lost a friendship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. my grades have fucking dropped like fuck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. fucking caught in a car accident, thought i was gonna die or some shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(hope to sammy gets the good news that he waits for)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. my grand-aunt is in the hospital for the nth time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. exams are coming up and i cannot fucking pick myself up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. nothing except one thing excites me no more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. i'm about to lose more friendships. about to break more relationships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. exams are coming up and i dunno what the fuck i have learnt. at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still have no fucking idea what to do with this one fucking life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i still got your love. the only thing that is keeping me together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i keep thinking about my friends and relatives overseas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ain't gonna quit. i'm not a quitter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你說的我一定會實踐諾言&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still writing lyrics and rapping in my fucking four walled room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so what if you think it's whack, who the fuck is you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-5588617615110724227?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/5588617615110724227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=5588617615110724227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5588617615110724227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5588617615110724227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/semester-1-shits.html' title='semester 1 shits'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-4347849214233676825</id><published>2011-11-13T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T00:05:19.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAME SHIT AGAIN</title><content type='html'>姨媽又住院了..&lt;div&gt;好不容易痊愈的說，現在又住院了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;陸陸續續好起來又入院老天爺你覺得這樣很好玩嗎&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;請你不要再折磨她了好不好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我真的很難過你知道嗎&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-4347849214233676825?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/4347849214233676825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=4347849214233676825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/4347849214233676825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/4347849214233676825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/same-shit-again.html' title='SAME SHIT AGAIN'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-7116925772192792451</id><published>2011-11-08T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T00:19:45.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry. i'm sorry.</title><content type='html'>I can't believe you actually did that on me.&lt;div&gt;You're the one who needs to get the clearer picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've helped you so much, and you couldn't even help do me a simple favor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's fucked up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i say fuck your pretense, lies, excuses and shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i like you, so i might forgive if you admit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought we could have been real friends but god damn it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from the beginning it was one-sided friendship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i showered you my love, concern and my care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;almost crossed the boundary right over there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;told everyone how great you were thru' both of my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now you won't even look straight into both my eyes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't forget who used to give you company and help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till you became independent, easy, I could tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get it right, you're about to lose a big asset&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since i changed poles and repelled like a big magnet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you say my eyes are small like fuck, that is true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't believe i wasted my time giving in to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're always the center of the attention, fair enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i pity those who willingly walk the same path&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why they even help you, i can't know fo sure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;character is embedded, there is no cure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they say you're beautiful, but that's really all there is to it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will never STOOP so low and fall for your lame tricks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that's it. i'm sorry that's it. no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enough of the ranting coz my mouth is sore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you should hang a warning sign on your shirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't want to see another person treated like dirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in reconciliation, you better have a good reason for this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-7116925772192792451?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/7116925772192792451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=7116925772192792451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7116925772192792451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7116925772192792451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/sorry-im-sorry.html' title='sorry. i&apos;m sorry.'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-1965597970423548251</id><published>2011-11-07T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T22:17:49.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mazeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You say you hate your life, yeah you ain't the only one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tired of being dragged around when you're the chosen one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is no fun, this city is down, weary and fucked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This road is lonely, all I need really, is luck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nowadays I only think about writing the lame rhymes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the same lines, conjuring rhymes in the same mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But nobody understands the pain that you go thru'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While you're wallowing in the blood veins that run so blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caged in four walls, barely space for you to even crawl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no-one responds to your pathetic little bird calls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your fall from grace is the only thing that they all laugh at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remindin' you the fact, curiosity killed the cat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck a map, fuck a trap, fuck your ex-lover's slap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love turns hate, our emotions we need to recollect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're lost souls, can't do it alone, we all need help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unite the human spirit, liberate the self&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-1965597970423548251?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/1965597970423548251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=1965597970423548251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/1965597970423548251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/1965597970423548251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/mazeee.html' title='mazeee'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-7050770613121211108</id><published>2011-11-05T13:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T14:24:45.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我的宿命</title><content type='html'>我竟然一邊聼著這首歌，一邊留下眼淚&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;大白天，大男人，你哭什麽哭&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;相信很多人聼過孫燕姿《我不難過》、王菲《旋木》這兩首動人動聽的歌曲..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;聼久了，聼了太多遍，已經對歌曲中的悲傷麻木了..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;直到..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;直到我今天去搜尋歌詞作家的背景和故事，我頓然愣住了，突然覺得心中的不愉快並不算什麽&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From Wikipedia:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;（楊明學2004年死于肺癌）&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;外型相當不錯的楊明學曾擔任王菲《旋木》一曲MV的男主角，此MV的女主角爲其當時女友許維恩。2009年1月前偶像團體B.A.D成員田恩沛與許維恩結婚時，在婚宴進行到新娘抛捧花時，就為其妻演唱這首已故前男友所創作的《旋木》，並對她說：“我知道這首歌對你的意義。” 讓許維恩在場衆多賓客都不僅感動落淚。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你知道每一首背後的故事嗎？我錯了..我真的錯了..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;楊明學，你的人生雖然短暫，但你留給這世界很多美好的創作，將會影響很多人，甚至還是一輩子呢&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;寫歌詞是我的宿命，千萬千萬不能忘記&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-7050770613121211108?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/7050770613121211108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=7050770613121211108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7050770613121211108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7050770613121211108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_05.html' title='我的宿命'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-2328983720991714267</id><published>2011-11-03T02:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T02:14:13.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wy do i love you?</title><content type='html'>And again today I tried to be your friend.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And again tonight before you disappeared,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You didn't even say 'goodnight'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YOU DIDN'T EVEN FUCKING SAY GOODNIGHT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired of this one-sided friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well you know what 2 more Freitags and we're done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha I'm kidding. You know that I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-2328983720991714267?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/2328983720991714267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=2328983720991714267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2328983720991714267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2328983720991714267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/wy-do-i-love-you.html' title='wy do i love you?'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-4290790342464460178</id><published>2011-11-02T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T21:06:07.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lügen</title><content type='html'>STOP FUCKING LYING TO ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-4290790342464460178?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/4290790342464460178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=4290790342464460178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/4290790342464460178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/4290790342464460178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/lugen.html' title='Lügen'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-2292036851452259057</id><published>2011-11-02T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T21:04:34.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>跟劇本走</title><content type='html'>謝..我很想相信你但是以目前情況看來..有點很難置信~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;或許有些事情不該讓人知道..知道了反而更氣因爲故事沒跟劇本走&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但我還是要繼續努力，不辜負你對我的期待&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;寫歌詞是我的使命&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-2292036851452259057?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/2292036851452259057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=2292036851452259057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2292036851452259057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2292036851452259057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_02.html' title='跟劇本走'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-7949573248856735882</id><published>2011-11-01T15:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T15:10:22.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keep or delete</title><content type='html'>Re-reading my posts.. I don't know man.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should probably take back whatever I've written when I was depressed. I should probably delete them. I thought too much, too deep.. Truth be told, I was going insane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But. I guess. It's all part of growing up. Even if it comes back to haunt me one day.. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I'm man enough to admit I did write that stuff when I was younger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And looking back, do you even recognize the same person who's reading this post now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;99.99% sure you won't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-7949573248856735882?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/7949573248856735882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=7949573248856735882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7949573248856735882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7949573248856735882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/keep-or-delete.html' title='keep or delete'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-8375919844507125227</id><published>2011-11-01T14:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T14:14:52.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>自由</title><content type='html'>我給你自由~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK TIME TO STOP READING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;READING TOO MANY CHICK LITS RECENTLY WHAT THE HELL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gte3BoXKwP0"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="playerVars=autoPlay=no" src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/4939817/easy_a_pocket_full_of_sunshine_clip.swf" width="440" height="248" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" name="Metacafe_4939817" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gte3BoXKwP0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/4939817/easy_a_pocket_full_of_sunshine_clip/"&gt;EASY A: Pocket Full of Sunshine Clip&lt;/a&gt;. Watch more top selected videos about: &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/topics/Cam_Gigandet/" title="Cam_Gigandet"&gt;Cam Gigandet&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/topics/Lisa_Kudrow/" title="Lisa_Kudrow"&gt;Lisa Kudrow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:12px;"&gt;Still remember I watched this with zhiquan and co. hahaha omg so gay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-8375919844507125227?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/8375919844507125227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=8375919844507125227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/8375919844507125227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/8375919844507125227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='自由'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-2599292661043518610</id><published>2011-11-01T11:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T11:52:30.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>check check!</title><content type='html'>Lol just checking, if anyone was thinking the previous post for intended anyone, WRONG.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just need to tweek a bit to write into a verse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-2599292661043518610?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/2599292661043518610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=2599292661043518610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2599292661043518610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2599292661043518610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/lol-just-checking-if-anyone-was.html' title='check check!'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-5476106388139671342</id><published>2011-11-01T11:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T11:30:22.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great time last night</title><content type='html'>Had a great time last night, that's all that matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-5476106388139671342?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/5476106388139671342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=5476106388139671342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5476106388139671342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5476106388139671342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/great-time-last-night.html' title='great time last night'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-48624114448661834</id><published>2011-11-01T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T11:29:45.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEVER MIND</title><content type='html'>I don't think anybody believes the shit I say. but, whatever man haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-48624114448661834?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/48624114448661834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=48624114448661834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/48624114448661834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/48624114448661834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/never-mind.html' title='NEVER MIND'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-7093947461012621154</id><published>2011-11-01T11:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T11:28:32.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not again</title><content type='html'>又來了. DAMN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-7093947461012621154?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/7093947461012621154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=7093947461012621154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7093947461012621154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7093947461012621154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/11/not-again.html' title='not again'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-8807802412408519928</id><published>2011-10-31T03:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T11:57:29.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>誰都不要</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;MESSY I KNOW BUT THIS IS NOT FOR ANYONE THIS IS A LYRIC DRAFT LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;我真的誰都不要.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果有一天你真的墜入愛河，投入了別人的懷抱，我不會生氣，我會祝福你，但我也會擔心你受騙&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我害怕被你遺忘，但如果真的把我忘了..就讓時間沖淡一切&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果有你偶爾的關懷，這就足夠了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;只要你最低落，最需要人陪伴的時候想起我，如果還來得及，我一定會給你我最後最棒最溫暖的溫柔，最溫熱的擁抱&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;除了你，我誰都不要.. 我是說真的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我是真的真的愛上了你，現在把這份感情藏起來..因爲我知道我們不可能在一起&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可以當你最好最好的朋友，是我唯一的要求，很開心你沒拒絕我這個要求&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我很想知道你的想法，但依目前看來.. 妳就讓我繼續喜歡妳吧&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-8807802412408519928?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/8807802412408519928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=8807802412408519928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/8807802412408519928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/8807802412408519928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_3248.html' title='誰都不要'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-6085193223923302099</id><published>2011-10-31T03:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T03:31:36.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks for remembering me</title><content type='html'>Received a super random text from my super friendly technician friend from ns today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks jon chong, for not forgetting my existence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every little thing that people do for me these days.. I'm starting to appreciate them more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M NEVER TAKING ANY OF THIS FOR GRANTED I SWEAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;share the love. peace out. good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-6085193223923302099?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/6085193223923302099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=6085193223923302099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/6085193223923302099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/6085193223923302099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/thanks-for-remembering-me.html' title='thanks for remembering me'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-5521182436923544137</id><published>2011-10-31T03:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T03:28:34.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>擁抱</title><content type='html'>“要擁抱的不是自己的愛人&lt;div&gt;那種感覺很微妙..不可解”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我就是要寫歌詞&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-5521182436923544137?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/5521182436923544137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=5521182436923544137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5521182436923544137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5521182436923544137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_31.html' title='擁抱'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-2449599880368212296</id><published>2011-10-28T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T01:35:42.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>found rhymes</title><content type='html'>She was only sixteen when we crossed this path&lt;div&gt;Ended individual relationships, consumed by this wrath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was cute, yea, resembled the girl I swore I'd marry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But she was more like a broken-winged angel, and sadly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walkin' thru this ghost town, a lost soul to repent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to ask her how she was every now and then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved her smiles, how she used to pretend she was okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When deep down inside I knew how nothing was okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was an ugly duckling turned to the blind eye&lt;br /&gt;But I predicted exactly one day she'd beautify&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turn into the beautiful swan without magic wands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet at that moment that moment seemed ever forlorn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They told me to stop wasting my time she ain't worth it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I didn't want the sex, I just wanted this friendship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only she could relate this emptiness I hide inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She just wanted to fit in, clenching that thorn, that pride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exchanging messages on ice-cream sticks, smile wide!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of a kind, she harnessed and reversed the tide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Killed the darkness inside my head, inside my chest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cure for sickness, all that I had, she was the best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started hanging out whenever we were down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the same time she drowned out the unhappy sounds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suggested leaving this town, needed a change of place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she got her wish first, left this place of rat race&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was I to do? She came from a rich family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was no way I could have stopped this from comin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Told me how unbearable it was, I saw it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the tears on the face to the fists on the wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I knew it was for her own good, life altering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She needed real friends, friends who'd stop her crying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rich people are everywhere man, but she was real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She appreciated the friend I was, and that's how I feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man, I still remember your letters of complaint&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How we hated the fact we were no longer saints&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How you hated change, I know, I too I felt the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt disdain, I felt the same shame and the pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the city of dearth, no mines to unearth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Takes a lot of nerve for anyone to show their love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's been 4years since you left my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's so much to lose and only so much I can hide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;found these rhymes again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-2449599880368212296?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/2449599880368212296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=2449599880368212296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2449599880368212296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2449599880368212296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/found-rhymes.html' title='found rhymes'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-7558137800594256433</id><published>2011-10-27T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T22:28:19.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pour me another.</title><content type='html'>Some songs are really age-specific i tell you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They only make sense when you've hit a certain age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And BAM! something just hits you so subtly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-7558137800594256433?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/7558137800594256433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=7558137800594256433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7558137800594256433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7558137800594256433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/pour-me-another.html' title='pour me another.'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-2455385658077363254</id><published>2011-10-27T15:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T15:52:40.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>play fair</title><content type='html'>hey there, you don't play fair.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-2455385658077363254?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/2455385658077363254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=2455385658077363254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2455385658077363254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2455385658077363254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/play-fair.html' title='play fair'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-3572028419206246507</id><published>2011-10-27T14:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T14:05:54.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ain't there yet</title><content type='html'>we ain't there yet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-3572028419206246507?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3572028419206246507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=3572028419206246507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3572028419206246507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3572028419206246507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/aint-there-yet.html' title='ain&apos;t there yet'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-5495530657527173177</id><published>2011-10-27T02:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T02:49:55.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>突然間</title><content type='html'>突然間好想&lt;div&gt;1、和全家人去打保齡球（很奇怪吧，因爲我根本不會打保齡球）&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2、帶Angel去個漂亮的地方玩耍&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3、學如何吹口琴、彈鋼琴、吉他學新歌&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4、寫一本愛情小説&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5、學日語&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6、約個正妹一起去溜冰哈哈！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但還要想辦法存錢發大財才可以實現環游世界的夢~！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-5495530657527173177?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/5495530657527173177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=5495530657527173177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5495530657527173177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5495530657527173177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_487.html' title='突然間'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-5808699930537375177</id><published>2011-10-27T00:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T00:54:45.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when are we going to record</title><content type='html'>I WANT TO FUCKING RECORD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-5808699930537375177?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/5808699930537375177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=5808699930537375177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5808699930537375177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5808699930537375177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-are-we-going-to-record.html' title='when are we going to record'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-1246368380826519037</id><published>2011-10-27T00:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T04:23:52.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>早安心语：有的人，要一辈子珍惜</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not own the material as of below. I just thought it was pretty real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;早安心语：有的人，要一辈子珍惜&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我就站在你面前，請不要回頭看。她是過去，而我是未來，也是永遠。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1、有時候陽光很好，有時候陽光很暗。這就是生活。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2、過分為己，是為自私自利。完全捨我，也是虧待了一個人生靈 --- 自己。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3、女人的奮鬥目標就該是，讓以前的男人遺憾，讓現在的男人流汗，讓未來的男人稀罕。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4、你給我真心，我就給你真心。你給我未來，我就給你未來。你給我負心，我就給你巴掌。如果你足夠愛我，我一定會給予你最甜蜜、灸熱的愛。如果你不再愛我，不再珍惜我，對不起，我是個知冷知熱的真實的人，我的心會自動降溫。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5、幸福是，不會因爲走得太遠，離開太久，而忘了因何處出發、丟了曾經的堅持。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6、據説一個内心豐富的人既不害怕獨處，也不害怕人群，因爲他們可以在獨處時心中綻開大千世界，也可以在人群中保持一份恬淡清寂。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7、我就站在你面前，請不要回頭看。她是過去，而我是未來，也是永遠。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8、什麽樣的人最有魅力？答案就是：内心有力量的人。什麽叫做有内在的力量？就是遇到困難，碰上痛苦，能夠坦然與自己負面情緒相處的人。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9、我從沒被誰知道，所以也沒被誰忘記。在別人的回憶中生活，並不是我的目的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10、選男人的標準有時很簡單，受歡迎的男人通常不是什麽好東西，因爲他們遇到的誘惑越大就越難守住愛情的專一。而大部分好男人，都是默默讀完書默默地工作，然後默默找個女朋友，最後默默地結婚生娃。雖然感情的精彩在於分合跌宕，但天長地久的真諦永遠只有兩個字：平淡。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11、如果一個人真的足夠在乎你，那麽他總能擠出時間來陪你，沒有藉口、謊言、沒有不兌現的諾言。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12、男人的自信來自一個女人對他的崇拜，女人的高傲來自一個男人對她的傾慕。永遠不要栽培你愛的男人，你把他栽培的太好，結果只有兩個：他從此看不起你活他給別人偷了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13、憂慮並不能阻止不好的事情發生，它只能阻止你享受生活中的美好。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14、當年舟車勞頓只為與愛人片刻相依的他，一心只想把那份感情守成天長地久的他，可曾想到会有今天？愛著的時候，以爲那個人就是自己的一生，誰料到一朝夢醒，就站在了另一個人的身邊。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15、選這樣的女人做你的妻子：如果他是一個男的，你會選她作朋友。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16、所有男孩子在發誓的時候都是真的覺得自己一定不會違背承諾，而在反悔的时候也都是真的覺得自己不能做到，所以誓言这种东西无法衡量堅貞，也不能判斷對錯，它只能證明，在說出來的那一刻，彼此曾經真誠過。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17、那些嘴上對愛情不屑的人，其實才是對愛情最忠貞的信徒。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18、如果一段感情已經進入死胡同，還是越早結束越好，拖下去對大家都沒有好處。一段感情走到燈火闌珊的時候，是應該理智地把它畫上句號的時候了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19、離開一個地方，風景就不再屬於你；一個人離開你，那人便與你無關。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20、每個人的初戀，大都十分純情。跨過了初戀，愛情就生出了很多姿態。有人風流，見一個愛一個；有人冷漠，再不會拿出真心。不是每個人，都適合與你白頭到老。有的人，是拿来成長的；有的人，是拿来一起生活的；有的人，是拿来一輩子懷念的；有的人，是要一輩子珍惜的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be brave. Keep movin' on y'all.&lt;/div&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/22893194-1246368380826519037?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/1246368380826519037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=1246368380826519037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/1246368380826519037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/1246368380826519037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_27.html' title='早安心语：有的人，要一辈子珍惜'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-2607674618891258757</id><published>2011-10-26T04:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T16:38:39.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so bad!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am pretty confident that I'll succeed one day, but at the moment you're way out of my league.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first I thought I stood a chance, I thought, looking past the fact I wasn't rich, and I could be your gentleman. but then haha, I guess I lost the moment. A little jealous no doubt, but that's about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'll wait. I will wait. Until you realize my existence or.. someone who truly loves me comes along. and i've slipped by by then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks gb, for every little message you send makes my day a little better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and isa, i miss you very much. there's not a day that goes by without me thinking how you are doing over in sunny australia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks cheryl, for wanting my friendship so bad. you say what's passed has passed, but i keep thinking what a bastard i was. and i'm just glad i'm a somebody in ur life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks to my sister, for always making my day. for always showing me the delight in the simplicity of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks angel, for the smile i see every morning when i wake up and when i get back home. you're getting so beautiful with each day you age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks mum, for i wouldn't be here if you hadn't grit your teeth and suffer. 'there is no progress without struggle'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and of course, thanks dad. it hurts me so much to see you working your ass off every day just to keep this family going. it ain't easy, and sometimes it may seem like a real lonely road.. but.. i really don't know what else i can do. all i see is you going to work so unhappy every day. when will a nice and understanding boss realize how awesome an engineer my dad is? he's one of a kind. your loss you didn't hire him. sucks to be under-appreciated when you've given all you've got for this fucking company. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-2607674618891258757?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/2607674618891258757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=2607674618891258757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2607674618891258757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2607674618891258757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-wanted-her-so-bad.html' title='so bad!!!'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-1967619598323643391</id><published>2011-10-26T03:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T03:37:52.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>Money can't buy you happiness, everybody knows that&lt;div&gt;But some people have it as their sole motivation to rap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't tell you what it really is, but one thing I promise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's not a single night I sleep without reminisce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's not a single day I don't think about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's not a single pay I collect that is due&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's not a single day I contemplate what's the truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's every single day that I articulate, that's the proof&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These days I wonder why material welfare is up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the same time non-material welfare is fucked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wealth breathers, supposed to make our lives easier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The numbers are up, we're supposed to be happier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead whines get louder, we deserve more than this state&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You bred greed in the people, now we want a bigger cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fourth branch of the government try to confuse you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More immediate suicides but subsequent numbers fell to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lower than previous years before the Great Depression&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People saw life more than just material acquisition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People got thru shit together, now it seems forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since the obsession with time, dime, sex and notes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mentality shifts, callously history is rewrote&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To benefit who? We are shown the glamorous youths&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the blings shining in the four-walled booths&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We shout beiber! but why and for how long? We know neither&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-1967619598323643391?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/1967619598323643391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=1967619598323643391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/1967619598323643391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/1967619598323643391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-8673815998738311143</id><published>2011-10-26T02:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T02:12:46.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>做好自己</title><content type='html'>其實..幹嘛那麽在乎別人怎麽想，幹嘛那麽care別人生活過的怎麽多姿多彩，幹嘛那麽在意人家的新生活如何？只要做好自己的本份就好了不是嗎？&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;想通了！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-8673815998738311143?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/8673815998738311143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=8673815998738311143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/8673815998738311143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/8673815998738311143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_26.html' title='做好自己'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-3018104457478113676</id><published>2011-10-26T02:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T02:09:19.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wy</title><content type='html'>I think after this academic year I promise I will never start a conversation with you again. wy? i dunno.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-3018104457478113676?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3018104457478113676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=3018104457478113676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3018104457478113676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3018104457478113676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/wy.html' title='wy'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-3758358670350316474</id><published>2011-10-26T01:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T02:06:35.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yo I miss my past</title><content type='html'>And I can't provide you with diamond rings, I can't give you the life you want, I can't be that Prince 'charming' that you look for, I can't flirt like how guys that you like do, I can't pretend to be who I am not.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I can serenade you with tunes every day, every moment I swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can be your friend, I will do anything for you on any day I promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND LOL I'M NOT SULKING HAPLAPBLAHBLUBLAH *input some gibberish garbage in here*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why does eminem's chorus resonate so suddenly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;To all the friends I used to have - yo I miss my past&lt;br /&gt;But the rest of you assholes can KISS MY ASS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gah this philosophy is making me think deeper and deeper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-3758358670350316474?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3758358670350316474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=3758358670350316474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3758358670350316474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3758358670350316474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/yo-i-miss-my-past.html' title='yo I miss my past'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-7067328916208234710</id><published>2011-10-26T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T00:33:13.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hurry up!</title><content type='html'>can't wait for this semester to fucking end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-7067328916208234710?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/7067328916208234710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=7067328916208234710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7067328916208234710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7067328916208234710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/hurry-up.html' title='hurry up!'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-5187972747117358394</id><published>2011-10-26T00:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T00:39:23.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello are you there</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hello are you there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I missed how you always asked me for company for whatever reason it was. How you always looked for me as a source of inspiration, as a source of help, as a source of entertainment. We talked almost every day about every thing from your worries to your childhood to your hobbies, to your friends to your love life. I can't deny that I enjoyed that. But then you became independent, you had your new friends, you went on with your life, and I was soon forgotten.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only existed when you needed something. Like a staircase for you to fucking step.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's alright. I'ma still hold on to my values CHYEAH :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;“或許&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;妳會有一天懷念，可是我已不在..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ngiq6uOA8f8"&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ngiq6uOA8f8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/a&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/22893194-5187972747117358394?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/5187972747117358394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=5187972747117358394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5187972747117358394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5187972747117358394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/hello-are-you-there.html' title='hello are you there'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ngiq6uOA8f8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22893194.post-1944805143256098527</id><published>2011-10-25T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T02:04:10.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>till next time</title><content type='html'>4 stories. part 4 will come.. when I feel like it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I feel so happy I don't feel like penning down any frustration of any sort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. Back to work (project) tmr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tschüss!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guten Nacht, Welt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-1944805143256098527?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/1944805143256098527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=1944805143256098527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/1944805143256098527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/1944805143256098527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/till-next-time.html' title='till next time'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-5253726307977245892</id><published>2011-10-25T01:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T02:00:34.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 stories. part 3.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Smile of the week. the month i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was walking home from White Sands today with my earpieces plugged in.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home there was this mother cycling back home with loads of stuff in the basket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too many stuff perhaps. She lost control of her bike and fell, and with it, all her stuff dropped onto the floor. Seeing she was struggling, I went over to help while she picked herself up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turns out her boy cycled so fast that she was lost control of her bike trying to catch up with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyways, she kept thanking me until even I felt so paiseh. I just gave her a smile and I got a really big and wide one in return :) she even wished me good night. awww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I felt so happy for the rest of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-5253726307977245892?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/5253726307977245892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=5253726307977245892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5253726307977245892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5253726307977245892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/smile-of-week-month-i-think.html' title='4 stories. part 3.'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-4507046981274230931</id><published>2011-10-25T01:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T01:47:10.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 stories. part 2.</title><content type='html'>Went over to starbucks@yih today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked past a few people playing guitars and geez i just thought of leeleng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We used to talk about playing guitar together sometime after ord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it never materialized. I gave him a text and geez did I realise how much I actually miss a lot of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't met you guys for a long time. Hope you guys are doing alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please take care :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-4507046981274230931?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/4507046981274230931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=4507046981274230931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/4507046981274230931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/4507046981274230931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/4-stories-part-2.html' title='4 stories. part 2.'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-3292673298780247862</id><published>2011-10-24T21:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T02:16:26.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 stories. part 1</title><content type='html'>After reading gb's post I feel so blessed to have a loving family like mine.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People often ask me, how is it possible my family's so attached to my taiwan relatives when they're so far away from us. And then they ask me about my sg relatives and while i must admit while i'm close to some of them, the same can't be said about all of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I FEEL SO BLESSED. I LOVE MY TW RELATIVES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We aren't rich, we're just well to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lemme first talk about my uncle. Someone I truly admire and respect a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My uncle owns a ramen stall and his stall's pretty renowned in taipei. he's made a name for himself without the use of gimmicks, without any financial support from nobody. without paying to get on tv.. nothing. he made it from scratch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably the wisest person I know, he always shares with me his views on politics, history, the injustices in the world, his knowledge. I admire his courage to face reality - I'm telling his story from my point of view. The biggest factor that attributed to his decision to start a business himself, was because he couldn't get a job elsewhere. Blacklisted by the government (then, taiwan was governed under martial law) for writing anti-government articles and materials, he couldn't find anybody that would want to recruit him. So he told himself he was gonna get out of this mess himself. My grandparents wanted to help him - but he insisted on doing it alone. He's a humble man who doesn't brag, but I know how much he went through just to get to where he is today. And he ain't getting carried away. He appreciates life as it is, he dotes on us kids a lot and for that, I can't thank him enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He shows unconditional love for every single one of my cousins, whether they were his biological kids or not (yes, he married a widow, and till today I smile every time they hold hands in public. it's been so many years since they're married, and geez it's so sweet they're more in love with each other today than before). He does spoil his granddaughter a little too much, but I'm sure one day she'll grow up and appreciate the nice family she has :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as guys are attracted to hot chicks and hot chicks are fooled into falling for flirts and players.. I will be that scholar that hopefully one day someone who sees that in me would love me for being who I am. My dream is to marry someone who loves me so much that I will do anything for her on any day. I don't need a festival, a day or an occasion to show you how much I missed you. I don't need birthdays to give you a present, to offer you my friendship. I don't need a reason to help you. That's my uncle's philosophy (as well as my relatives) and I will carry on this tradition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as for my other relatives..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm. I think the biggest difference in the treatment is.. They only care about what I achieve, and not what I didn't. They didn't care if I did well in school, if I was disrespected, looked down upon as a kid in school (all these were true when I was in primary school). When us kids are back, they're just happy to see us. I mean, they do encourage us to do well in school, and praise us whenever we do nice things for them. That's all I ever need. And instead of asking how us kids are doing in school, they ask about our well-being.. Things like our love-relationships, our friends, our hobbies, and they're always keen to know more about our lives. And it's been like that since young.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has a lot to do with how close my mum is to their siblings. They're so close that often, they provide emotional support for one another. My aunt (before my aunt had kids herself) and uncle used to take care of us when we were kids, and now, it's my mum (and our) turn to take care of them now that we have the capabilities to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call it traditional, but I like how every conversation starts with “吃飽了沒？” A simple, yet heart-felt greeting. Whatever happened to this culture? Bringing you back to my early days in secondary school, in desperation to get into shape, I started hating food. All I ever wanted to do was to lose weight, to look good. I succeeded, getting to a record low of 58kg when my height was 175. Insane right? And I was still trying to lose weight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when I went back to Taiwan everyone got a shock.. But something changed when my cousin told me this: 能吃就是福. and come to think of it.. yes it is. I see kids elsewhere in the world starving, and here I am, submitting myself to this anorexic standard of beauty. Subsequently, I grew out of this foolish behavior and began to appreciate the food placed on the table. Appreciate what you've got, and never waste food that others can only dream of having.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shan't go too much into the details, but umm. just wanted to say maybe the attitudes are so different. i feel so foreign to my sg relatives (not all, of course, but most). My tw relatives love me, dote on me, guide me, and try to show me what life is really about, what a family should be like. One of my cousins used to be really passionate about the horoscopes and zodiac signs, I guess that's why I became someone so interested in such stuff too. In fact, I believe in some parts of it. Are our fates destined? I don't know, but it seems my character seems to resemble what was assigned to me. Sometimes I hope I could be someone different, but, however hard I try, it seems I still breathe and live the cancer values.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At night sometimes I think about the good times we had. How my cousin used to bring my brother and I to her workplace to play while her boss was away haha! how she always told us bed time stories when we were kids.. how she always brought us around and showed us the city. how my aunts and uncles never punished us for our mischief. In retrospect I think my development as an individual (in fact, for my siblings as well) owes a lot to them. I wouldn't be half the person I am if it wasn't for their guidance. I was a teen full of angst, but never once had they given up hope on me. and the occasional calls.. i don't know. sometimes i just wanna cry. i owe them so, so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel for gb, I know what he means by 'that kind' of people. People change, but, what the fuck is that small achievement they've/ their kids' got? There's always gonna be people better than you out there. Don't judge people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But erm, on one part I cannot agree is that, no matter how much I detest a person, I will still make that effort to greet him/ her. After all, my not acknowledging of his existence will only pit me at the same low-class-ness as that person. Even if people don't acknowledge your existence, show that you acknowledge theirs. Doesn't take much to take that, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little disorganized, I just wrote whatever came to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and oh, this is in no way a diss to the sg relatives that I love too. I'm just saying in general.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but stop comparing achievements. 人比人比死人!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-3292673298780247862?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3292673298780247862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=3292673298780247862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3292673298780247862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3292673298780247862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/4-stories-part-1.html' title='4 stories. part 1'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-7372159835044979277</id><published>2011-10-24T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T21:47:48.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 stories today.</title><content type='html'>4 stories i'm gonna share today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. one is my version of the story that gb just posted about an hour ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i'm gg to walk my dog and then come back to finish the others :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. about my message to leeleng. havent met him in a while i wonder how he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. about one of the most sincerest smiles i've seen in a while :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. the last one will be on my recent frustration. probably gonna write it as a lyric or smth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-7372159835044979277?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/7372159835044979277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=7372159835044979277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7372159835044979277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7372159835044979277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/4-stories-today.html' title='4 stories today.'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-5485625825932651365</id><published>2011-10-23T13:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T13:42:39.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一輩子</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;也不知道爲什麽，但我想我會等你一輩子..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But haha I'm quite sure 10 years down the road I'll look back on this post and be asking wtf i was thinking haha. but atm i'm insanely drawn by you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-5485625825932651365?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/5485625825932651365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=5485625825932651365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5485625825932651365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5485625825932651365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_23.html' title='一輩子'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-7868416345681868635</id><published>2011-10-23T13:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T13:39:07.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of histor-ray</title><content type='html'>The dawn sets upon us, it's a new era&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've fought the wars dragged by the feet traveled in horror&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tired, lethargic and hungered, resources are exhausted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say we're fighting for patriotism, but didn't we cause it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dictated by the circle of life, lives flowin' in circles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure  90% of this society don't even know what they're into&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apotheosis of praetors, those who rebel are traitors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time ticks off the guillotine,  silenced berated haters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evidence! Pictures speak more than words in sentences&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pullin' his hair, Voltaire wonders where is their common sense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nowadays we all want freedom, what an oxymoron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Magnify under microscopes and you will see what is wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-7868416345681868635?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/7868416345681868635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=7868416345681868635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7868416345681868635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7868416345681868635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/end-of-histor-ray.html' title='end of histor-ray'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-3521872372859338401</id><published>2011-10-23T13:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T13:06:26.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why do i care?</title><content type='html'>but why do i care?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-3521872372859338401?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3521872372859338401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=3521872372859338401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3521872372859338401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3521872372859338401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/why-do-i-care.html' title='why do i care?'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-8638543087255643769</id><published>2011-10-22T13:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T14:42:56.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wait some more, make some wars</title><content type='html'>It's obvious time is running out, need I shout it out&lt;div&gt;But I'd keep quiet, not loud, what ya hollerin about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tryin' to make my iris, pupils and mind concentrate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last grains of sand, disequilibrium, it's all but too late!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another date, another day I see the last shines of rays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tryin' to forget what happened today, yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it only gets harder each day, I'm trying to stay awake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give me another plate of lost passion you tried to emulate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pour me another, so I can forget this addiction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pour me another, so I can regret this attraction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who really needs the gears and teeth, mutual interaction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who really needs the fear, turned leaves, special intervention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Birds sing why the caged I know, chirps away the show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Freezin' snows, white flakes follow, she wouldn't let me go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will wait, I will wait, I will wait and wait some more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till memories, feelings, my heart, my mind make some wars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's angels among us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some are just asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Atmospheric conditions, climatic situations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-8638543087255643769?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/8638543087255643769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=8638543087255643769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/8638543087255643769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/8638543087255643769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/wait-some-more-make-some-wars.html' title='wait some more, make some wars'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-1851784951667679525</id><published>2011-10-20T15:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T15:26:52.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fightin for scraps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was destined to be next-in-line, the king&lt;/div&gt;But now I'm losing interest in almost everything&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While the rest of humanity is fighting for scraps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just sitting, watching this fights among cats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might as well reincarnate as a filthy rat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scurryin' down the sewers to avoid attacks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm a man, I do not cower in the face of danger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'ma stand up proud and strong to face these strangers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life phases in stages, they pin me down in pages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They try to kill me emotionally with images&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this age we anticipate the apocalypse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And with this rage I predicate the fucking red lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The eclipse, great sips on this cup of coffee, my tea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Opaque as hell but my reflection is all that I see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weird to y'all but it makes complete sense to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While y'all faggots can keep being wannabes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to see the end of time, humanity panics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all we see is similarities, although distinct&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we no longer see ourselves as Asians or Hispanics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When hypocrites stop saying shit that contradicts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-1851784951667679525?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22893194.post-7073812220393806931</id><published>2011-10-18T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T22:43:19.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My pet.</title><content type='html'>These days I observe our dog a little more.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's just so beautiful..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So beautiful, ain't she?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-7073812220393806931?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/7073812220393806931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=7073812220393806931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7073812220393806931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7073812220393806931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-pet.html' title='My pet.'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-6331580604284425328</id><published>2011-10-18T13:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T13:47:21.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mental bewilderness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Mental bewilderness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I woke up from another one fucked up night&lt;div&gt;I'm huggin' onto the poster with me holdin' the mic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't always get what you want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somethings will always remain a dream, you fuckin' cunt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm fallin' thru the cracks on the ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But with wings I flew, soarin' like supersonic sounds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up, up, up and away, I'm sorry I can't stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To watch you grow, but thanks by the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the way your love was unconditional&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They forget each birth was a miracle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet some can't wait to throw it away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lost like a pin needle in stacks of hay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I, can empathize with the struggle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can minimize the puzzle, with the bubble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About to burst, it's in danger, endangered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hungered scavengers, paper peacemakers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuckin' fakers need to vanish from surface of earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Run and never return to this turf of ours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lyrically dark themed, conniving dark schemes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You only need words and thoughts on your team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;assdigydaigdfoighosajolawdugpojnmerglzmjgjtogbjm'fgpkjh[0yrh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-6331580604284425328?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/6331580604284425328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=6331580604284425328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/6331580604284425328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/6331580604284425328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/mental-bewilderness.html' title='mental bewilderness.'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-2028918449165559318</id><published>2011-10-17T21:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T22:10:53.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arigato</title><content type='html'>Thanks kinetik, thanks aidan, thanks cheryl for always being there for me. Thanks gb for hearing me out. thanks vlad for that enlightening conversation.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to my family. Singapore or Taiwan, y'all have never let me down. NEVER, EVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These fuckin' 3, 4 years is just a small stepping stone. get the fuck out of the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for those who don't respect me, haha, it doesn't matter because I know so many others who do, and those who truly cherish me. And my love for them is greater than you can ever imagine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I happen to neglect you sometimes, please forgive me. There's just too many things to do. But I never, ever forget the times you've rendered me help. And for that I appreciate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I help a friend/ family, I don't expect anything in return. That should be the way it is. That is my principle. But at least show some appreciation. Don't EVER take anyone for granted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm sorry. I forgot. I only exist when you need something."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the city shall live to see another day. an achievement in itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-2028918449165559318?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/2028918449165559318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=2028918449165559318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2028918449165559318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2028918449165559318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/arigato.html' title='arigato'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-6458313273986319723</id><published>2011-10-17T21:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T21:44:42.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>got my back</title><content type='html'>Lately I feel like I've let myself down&lt;div&gt;Too much complainin', squeekin' and whiny sounds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't mean for shit to happen this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't even mean a single thing that I said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hit a new all time low for no reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was going insane, sinkin' into depression&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends were slowly leavin' me one by one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moved on with their lives, having their own fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In contrast I was fallin' behind in academics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strugglin' to adapt, I was strugglin' to fit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a place people didn't know you exist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still hovering in horizons, into the abyss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But haha I feel so happy today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some weird ass reason I cannot say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember why I was here in the first place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To educate the entire human race&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how limited my knowledge might be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will keep learning and teaching ambitiously&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There goes another episode of wasted time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll work hard, hope this will be the very last time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ever let my loved ones down, I miss y'all that's true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still remember the promises I made to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems like yesterday I was in my super S outfit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tight fitting, laughed and mocked, a super fat kid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A super fat pampered kid, got a culture shock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad's company went broke from plummeted stocks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adult's talk, I never understood the politricks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we could no longer afford what we used to eat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But all that is over, the sky is clear again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kept the stain till this day, it's ingrained in my brain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remindin' me nothing came easy, appreciate that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember what it was like writing your first rap?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh yo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck you, you and you and fuck you too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hhaa motherfuckin' doubters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to my friends, thanks for the nice conversations, i think i've got my drive back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="182" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4RhKRuVhRzw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-6458313273986319723?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/6458313273986319723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=6458313273986319723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/6458313273986319723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/6458313273986319723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/got-my-back.html' title='got my back'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4RhKRuVhRzw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22893194.post-6295109434906295817</id><published>2011-10-16T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T23:18:55.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be careful</title><content type='html'>I just wanted a little bit..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a little bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha, I don't even know what I'm saying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-6295109434906295817?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/6295109434906295817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=6295109434906295817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/6295109434906295817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/6295109434906295817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/be-careful.html' title='Be careful'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-8964908882874312272</id><published>2011-10-16T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T23:17:41.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i will still come back home.</title><content type='html'>Really need to migrate overseas to work on this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Problems will persist, i'll be homesick but I think I have to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i'll still come back home.. or homes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who will be the ones to stick with u till the end of time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-8964908882874312272?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/8964908882874312272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=8964908882874312272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/8964908882874312272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/8964908882874312272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-will-still-come-back-home.html' title='i will still come back home.'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-6288132938178044814</id><published>2011-10-16T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T22:29:58.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outoflove</title><content type='html'>Ich bin alles aus Liebe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-6288132938178044814?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/6288132938178044814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=6288132938178044814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/6288132938178044814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/6288132938178044814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/outoflove.html' title='Outoflove'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-1512841847514740363</id><published>2011-10-16T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T22:15:29.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>being nice never pays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok that's it. I'm exhausted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much is at stake I need to regain some rationality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people are not worth your time, you know you've just gotta purge them, you've just gotta ignore them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But as a gentleman deep down I can't do that. Whether you a guy or a girl, I've tried to be nice. I've tried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But being nice never pays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know if you're just taking advantage of me. I know if you're the kind of person who'd only talk to me when you need help. I know if I'm just your stepping board.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SCHOOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Black clothes, blank stare, dyed hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You could die tomorrow and nobody would care"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-1512841847514740363?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/1512841847514740363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=1512841847514740363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/1512841847514740363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/1512841847514740363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/being-nice-never-pays.html' title='being nice never pays.'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-2774193864251970485</id><published>2011-10-16T15:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T15:34:47.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUNSHINE</title><content type='html'>I'VE GOT SUNSHINE IN MY HANDS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-2774193864251970485?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/2774193864251970485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=2774193864251970485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2774193864251970485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2774193864251970485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/sunshine.html' title='SUNSHINE'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-743490973212373997</id><published>2011-10-16T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T15:33:30.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the city part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The city is full of people but noone knows you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Money and sex the things they relate to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They want to see what's real, what they can touch and feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The world is fucked, and that's how I feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got ten million reasons to kill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got ten millions items for me to steal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am travelling on the road to riches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mercenary as fuck, fuckin' bitches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at the end of the day still empty as fuck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truth be told, I never tried to sneak a touch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On dollar bills and butts, I guess I never will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fit into your fuckin' system against my own will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somebody once preached "God loves Ugly"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the way I see it, I can guarantee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not a virtue anymore, it's kicked out the door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Withstanding the stampede as I lie on the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-743490973212373997?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/743490973212373997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=743490973212373997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/743490973212373997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/743490973212373997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/city-part-2.html' title='the city part 2'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-5422975077163128157</id><published>2011-10-16T04:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T04:37:49.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the city</title><content type='html'>The city streets glitter in the city of lights&lt;div&gt;While the poor struggle to survive another night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where the day starts with signals of rooster calls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we are the animals, I say fuck a rooster call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the morning we're back to our cage with four walls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aimless and mindless waiting for the night to fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The party begins so it's time for bottles to pour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overdose, on the streets these bodies start to crawl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ragged looks on in the same envious glances&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wondering what rendered them their circumstances&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What you can afford in a night is gold in their eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They could do more with that money than spending on ice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a crack habit, a bad habit for the rabids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But how can you blame on the pampered kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Censored from the realest pictures ever captured&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They just consumers of what they manufacture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of mind, out of sight even in broad daylight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How the fuck you expect them to have a foresight?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Livin' like graphs till the x and y axes collide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Infecting earth like a motherfucking parasite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The city is full of people but noone knows you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'cause money and cents - the only things they relate to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok back to sleep now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-5422975077163128157?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/5422975077163128157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=5422975077163128157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5422975077163128157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5422975077163128157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/city.html' title='the city'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-8326486337022235296</id><published>2011-10-16T01:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T03:57:25.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liar, liar~</title><content type='html'>You don't deserve my friendship, go eat shit&lt;div&gt;Your words are lies that paradoxically contradict&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pinning all blames on everything else is a crime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you're a hypocrite bemoaning the lack of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your friendship will never be mine, and I'm cool wit it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You only need me when you need a fuckin' sidekick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if I had a wand I'd cast away this memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have it vanished to the bottom of the sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not even askin' for a favor to return&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'cause true friendships will survive even third degree burns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On platonic ones, I understand skepticism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But baby, don't treat me like I'm a fucking demon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These men don't really give a fuck if you're pregnant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They only mission is to spread semen, but I'm different&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ain't a feminist but them girls need to beware&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or be left in the cold when you're hungry and scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-8326486337022235296?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/8326486337022235296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=8326486337022235296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/8326486337022235296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/8326486337022235296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/liar-liar.html' title='Liar, liar~'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-3035917583905979126</id><published>2011-10-15T14:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T15:39:48.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I MEAN IT WHEN I SAY THAT I LOVE YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;To families and friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MEAN IT WHEN I SAY THAT I MISS YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's an old book but it totally echoes my current state of thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who doesn't get frustrated when life is bullshit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it doesn't play out the way that you want it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck it, let me state all the worries I possess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not enough love, not enough friends and not enough cash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not enough hugs, not enough bitches to show my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I don't let media fool me thinking there is true love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And every page states minimum wage in this fucking cage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Short-sighted faggots can't envision the future image&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where alienation's gonna hit you harder than you think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the reason there is no water in the kitchen sink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like a loser and things only gets sorer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It gets worse when your pockets feel lighter without dollars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Struggles of the poor, turned behind by blind eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly I have a dream of catching the ryes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too often I have a problem with my hermetic self&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't let go of the hook I cling onto since age twelve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictorial signs that dictate personal profiles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sentimental minds that dilate critical smiles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when I grab the mic I grab it tight, I grab it right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never forgetting those who shone the light in the darkest nights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember when I was just a kid with no worries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But memories seem so distant I wonder if that kid was me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Raised by a driven dad and a loving mum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still dependent on them at age twenty one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passin' life, I went to school, crossing boundaries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Determined not to let anyone see the real side of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I understand that ain't gonna get me far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People get defensive after they sustain a scar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not willing to open up to people, are they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But reality and truth can't match, they say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You just gotta live with it, through the fog and the mist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hope one day eternal bliss really exists&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But for now that day shall remain a beautiful dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where the patch of grass will glow a pasture green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chances are slim, but that don't mean it won't happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile you can fight till the sun is burnt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till day turns night till the death of zeitgeist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When nothing matters, fuck the times you memorized&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you were mesmerized, by the person next to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you realize I was the only person who was true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MEAN IT WHEN I SAY THAT I LOVE YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-3035917583905979126?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3035917583905979126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=3035917583905979126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3035917583905979126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3035917583905979126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-mean-it-when-i-say-that-i-love-you.html' title='I MEAN IT WHEN I SAY THAT I LOVE YOU'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-7420080105068310173</id><published>2011-10-01T15:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T23:51:33.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>“憂鬱..那可有可無的道具”</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;像一陣透明微風 給你絕對的寬容&lt;br /&gt;當你的淚如泉湧 我是你的垃圾桶 &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/22893194-7420080105068310173?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/7420080105068310173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=7420080105068310173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7420080105068310173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/7420080105068310173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='“憂鬱..那可有可無的道具”'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-1485812322135632997</id><published>2011-10-01T12:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T13:02:10.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Win &gt; Lose</title><content type='html'>Treated like shit, so I had to be explicit&lt;div&gt;Thrown the shit off my chest and take off the heat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But understand I'm made of soft tissues, not concrete&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So wipe off some of the dust off your double eye-lids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love turns hate, as it degrades, and degenerate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the inner soul of the body it penetrates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me set it straight against the destine of fate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause, "I'm on my way so don't close that gate"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as I stand here upon my script of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonderin' if I could have done shit different in life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But haha, you only get one shot in this game of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I took the chance and spoke my mind.. last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I wonder if 'sie' even cares anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what I saw, und sie kümmert sich nicht mehre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if that's the case then the case is closed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'cause you have won more than I have ever 'lows-ed'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-1485812322135632997?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/1485812322135632997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=1485812322135632997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/1485812322135632997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/1485812322135632997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/10/win-lose.html' title='Win &gt; Lose'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-6399958525576661911</id><published>2011-09-29T00:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T00:11:43.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surpression</title><content type='html'>Need to sleep. I think I'll be fine tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-6399958525576661911?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/6399958525576661911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=6399958525576661911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/6399958525576661911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/6399958525576661911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/09/surpression.html' title='surpression'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-3490289985012204905</id><published>2011-09-28T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T00:11:17.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia</title><content type='html'>I'm sufferin' from insomnia these sleepless nights&lt;div&gt;Cruisin' thru' days with amnesia in broad day light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgot how I got here, forgot how I got fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgot how I ended up with this bottle of beer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Devils puppetin' this fuckin' body with strings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But they don't understand the pain it brings, it stings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-3490289985012204905?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3490289985012204905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=3490289985012204905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3490289985012204905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3490289985012204905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/09/insomnia.html' title='insomnia'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-3900707321868810618</id><published>2011-09-26T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T23:00:11.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you must be blinded</title><content type='html'>YOU ARE FUCKING BLIND! OMG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-3900707321868810618?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3900707321868810618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=3900707321868810618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3900707321868810618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3900707321868810618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-must-be-blinded.html' title='you must be blinded'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-3097751730696259398</id><published>2011-09-25T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T01:10:45.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>before i'm gone</title><content type='html'>Everybody can see.. except you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha just fooling around. piss off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-3097751730696259398?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3097751730696259398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=3097751730696259398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3097751730696259398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3097751730696259398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/09/before-im-gone.html' title='before i&apos;m gone'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-1117815049103686538</id><published>2011-09-21T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T02:30:22.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But a number..</title><content type='html'>Our lives are so degraded, with memories that are faded&lt;div&gt;Try to erase it 'cause we hate it, with pain that is abated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dilated opticals when we see belated miracles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But seeing is not always true, give credit where it is due&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sufferin' bruises from the war that was fought with blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Against the heavens from shores that was shot with floods&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God cannot hear the, or see the, real motives of believers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oblivious and the ignorant, they try to deceive them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Under the false consciousness implanted by the government&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sticks of carrots, and opiates of the masses - religion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People need to open their eyes wider, not just the Asians&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you really believe what they say about foreign investments?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the system of the capitalist, the workers emerge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They came with empty pockets, so they were happy at first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until one day they grew disgruntled with the second class treatment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They came to revolt, wanted to make a bold statement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But were too self-interested to even keep it real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought over by monetary appeals, they just couldn't stay true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sucked into the vortex of a vacuum, they were simply consumed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, these consumers are the real products being consumed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So give them a room for them to wallow in their sorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the darkest nights, no promises you'll see tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You need a dollar to borrow? But money doesn't exist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're hallucinated, believin' the value it promises&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the bottom line is this: it is dehumanizing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With all their might they will try to quantify every single thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From money, to time, to the total human population&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From monkeys, to swines, we all have identifications&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are dispensable, nothing more than just a number..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-1117815049103686538?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/1117815049103686538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=1117815049103686538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/1117815049103686538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/1117815049103686538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/09/but-number.html' title='But a number..'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-765437753888021509</id><published>2011-09-18T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T22:25:15.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>五月天3DNA</title><content type='html'>你提醒了我..&lt;div&gt;我最最最初的夢想&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;追夢。2012年09月18日&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-765437753888021509?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/765437753888021509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=765437753888021509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/765437753888021509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/765437753888021509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/09/3dna.html' title='五月天3DNA'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-6607254292060012833</id><published>2011-09-14T01:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T02:05:49.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>contracts</title><content type='html'>So I went on with my life, the college and the bullshit&lt;div&gt;Only to realize his words were true, college's full of misfits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scam, fraud, it's so fucking fake, you're so fucking fake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making you my friend was my number one mistake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's true, in certain aspects I gained some respect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But bounded by the clauses once you ink the contract&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who's to say what, who's to say how, got the speaking rights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on repeat I chose to keep my lips shut tight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day she'll understand the path I chose to take&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do I have to plead to the Hedonist's sake?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a separate issue..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a friend who's strugglin' with depression&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thru the days and the nights I think of solutions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the thoughts sank deeper, I fell into the equation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That summed up like a vortex situation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disjointed hands cling onto the elapse of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But uplifted heads prevent the relapse of minds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just a few points i had to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-6607254292060012833?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/6607254292060012833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=6607254292060012833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/6607254292060012833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/6607254292060012833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/09/contracts.html' title='contracts'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-4321976062655591189</id><published>2011-09-09T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T01:32:44.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there is no 'i'</title><content type='html'>Putting on a false front, she'll never understand&lt;div&gt;Diffusion into mainstream, the ordinary man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big shoes to fill, but they shrunk over the years, until&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was reduced to pursuing the cheap dollar bills&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All he ever wanted in life was pursuing his dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But assimilation entails taking one for the team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coffee shop revolutionaries talk about 'the life'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Escapism entices when competition is rife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it comes to imagery they are visionary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But unworthy when it comes to reality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last fours decades wasted on breathing, he spent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always wondering where the fuck the days went&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The years wear on and soon enough he too will be gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not quite finished yet but it'll be too late for her to mourn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you grasp the definition of vulnerable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The delusional will have the truth smacked in opticals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 1am in the morning..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-4321976062655591189?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/4321976062655591189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22893194.post-6059391525451310221</id><published>2011-09-08T21:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T21:43:37.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaningless wars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"They're out there being slaughtered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In meaningless wars so you don't have to bother"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why we all should know politics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-6059391525451310221?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/6059391525451310221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=6059391525451310221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/6059391525451310221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/6059391525451310221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/09/meaningless-wars.html' title='Meaningless wars'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-3549334763771466590</id><published>2011-09-02T22:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T23:25:14.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>getthefuckout</title><content type='html'>Okay you know what, that's it with sad emo songs&lt;div&gt;From the moment I wrote that last shit I knew I was wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Used to envision my poetry raising awareness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But all I ever write these days is expressing sadness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something changed inside of me, I got a little softer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the days when I thought raps only evoked anger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it taught me to rap gangsta, I developed the opposite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop the violence in hip hop, I believed in that shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'd like to believe that I do know something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Socrates taught me to see that I only know nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that was the thing, I couldn't sing so I rapped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till this day I still love spittin', rhymin' and word attack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fallin' in love with every single rhyme I hear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But too many distortions and discourses, they appear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep side-trackin' but shit's still gonna be done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's battles to handle but the war's still there to be won&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give me refund, of my failed emotional investments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emotive words in statements, evoke the sentiments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For every rhyme I write I'm responsible for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd echo it across the fucking audible walls..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok fuck i still have german to study and assignments to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;simply no time for emotional troubles. get the fuck out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-3549334763771466590?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22893194.post-3069820682132960608</id><published>2011-09-02T22:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T22:53:37.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>onthetrain 020911 afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This emotion is too much to take, it's intricate&lt;br /&gt;The way my emotions intertwine and twist, it's delicate&lt;br /&gt;Complicated, you cannot separate a man from his soul&lt;br /&gt;And you cannot castigate the way that I flow&lt;br /&gt;As the story is told I'm drownin' in powdered water&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nobody to save me except me, the fact of the matter&lt;br /&gt;Is that nobody can hold my reigns even if I'm tied to chains&lt;br /&gt;Only text-type sad faces can express them in plain&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself why do I have to put myself thru' this shit&lt;br /&gt;I'm a grown man I'm supposed to manipulate the shit&lt;br /&gt;Not the other way round, fuck the emo elements&lt;br /&gt;The roots causes, jealousy and envy in resonance&lt;br /&gt;To anyone in similar positions this is my suggestion&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever let ur feelings mix into the equation&lt;br /&gt;Regret you didn't fuckin' show your intentions, affections&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying I'm in the worst possible scenario&lt;br /&gt;But it sucks to live in another man's shadow&lt;br /&gt;Someone you don't even know, motherfuckin' raptures&lt;br /&gt;I will motherfuckin' capture, emerge from the stature&lt;br /&gt;Just to prove he a player, and I know you know it&lt;br /&gt;From the fiery depths of hell, I will blow it, just so I show it&lt;br /&gt;But this pen is my the form in which I express best&lt;br /&gt;That's why I wrote this shit to get it off my chest&lt;br /&gt;So fuck the pandora box and the maiden who opened it&lt;br /&gt;For I am the man who's out grown this head. I condoned it&lt;br /&gt;They say men are visual creatures but I beg to differ&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm the living proof good still exists in the world&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are small but my vision's better than most faggots&lt;br /&gt;The best dressed whenever I put on straight leathered jackets..&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/22893194-3069820682132960608?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3069820682132960608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=3069820682132960608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3069820682132960608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/3069820682132960608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/09/onthetrain-020911-afternoon.html' title='onthetrain 020911 afternoon'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-5321269530945961948</id><published>2011-09-01T10:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T10:33:57.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>喜新厭舊</title><content type='html'>People getting lost in their small little worlds they ignore the little nice things in life..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Including the people around them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;喜新厭舊&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-5321269530945961948?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/5321269530945961948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=5321269530945961948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5321269530945961948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/5321269530945961948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='喜新厭舊'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-2086996505791641382</id><published>2011-08-30T00:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T10:40:08.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress and Politricks</title><content type='html'>And the stress keeps piling on top of my head&lt;div&gt;I'm motivational, that's what the letter said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But instead, this pressure is starting to spread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All over my body, my shoulder starts to crack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The mass' too real for this physique to undertake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An alternate thought for me to contemplate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm burning under the rays of infra-red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The brain is porous so you can easily infiltrate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that will never be me - I'm a man of my own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you will get shot if you try to steal my throne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you better be gone if you still deliberate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is not for those who can't focus or concentrate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off to bed before the boogieman awakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got this technique you cannot berate or actuate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Translate: I murder offensive castigators,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You fucking morons, biters and alligators&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never wrote shit in a day of their lives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But try to put me at mercy of the knife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I feel is strife when injustice is rife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Politricks fucking up our quality of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-2086996505791641382?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/2086996505791641382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=2086996505791641382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2086996505791641382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2086996505791641382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/08/stress-and-politricks.html' title='Stress and Politricks'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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-22893194.post-2207831509491664471</id><published>2011-08-23T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T02:27:21.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>barely known.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Perhaps some regret over the invitation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But like my friend, I like these 2 lines the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Open-minded, but never the type to make the moves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm the shy type, so when it comes to love I always lose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's obvious that everyone can see that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're oblivious to even the sight of my back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can only blame myself for being soft-hearted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always kept low profile since the day I departed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think you need a pair of new eye contacts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're too young you develop eye cataracts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your vision is parallax, small eyes see wider&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You need to set your targets a little higher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Than your associated height, my future is bright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we're always short-term minded, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22893194-2207831509491664471?l=freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/feeds/2207831509491664471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22893194&amp;postID=2207831509491664471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2207831509491664471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22893194/posts/default/2207831509491664471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedomfromguilt.blogspot.com/2011/08/barely-known.html' title='barely known.'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03677543229321565314</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>
