﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>on3w1nGeD4nGeL's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from on3w1nGeD4nGeL</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL</link></image><item><title>Saturday, August 12, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/518497949/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/518497949/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Aug 2006 13:15:56 GMT</pubDate><description>Fear grows out of the things we think;&lt;br&gt;It lives in our minds.&lt;br&gt;Compassion grows out of the things we are,&lt;br&gt;And lives in our hearts...&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/518497949/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, July 13, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/507794671/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/507794671/item.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Jul 2006 09:36:21 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;All that I've got...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;So deep, that it didn't even bleed and catch me&lt;BR&gt;Off guard, red handed&lt;BR&gt;Now I'm far from lonely&lt;BR&gt;Asleep, I still see you lying next to me&lt;BR&gt;So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me, I...&lt;BR&gt;I need something else&lt;BR&gt;Would someone please just give me&lt;BR&gt;Hit me, knock me out&lt;BR&gt;And let me go back to sleep&lt;BR&gt;I can laugh&lt;BR&gt;All I want inside I still am empty&lt;BR&gt;So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me, I...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I'll be just fine&lt;BR&gt;Pretending I'm not&lt;BR&gt;I'm far from lonely&lt;BR&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;BR&gt;I'll be just fine&lt;BR&gt;Pretending I'm not&lt;BR&gt;I'm far from lonely&lt;BR&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I guess, I remember every glance you shot me&lt;BR&gt;Unharmed, I'm losing weight and some body heat&lt;BR&gt;I squoze so hard&lt;BR&gt;I stopped your heart from beating&lt;BR&gt;So deep that I didn't even scream "fuck me", I..&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I'll be just fine&lt;BR&gt;Pretending I'm not&lt;BR&gt;I'm far from lonely&lt;BR&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;BR&gt;I'll be just fine&lt;BR&gt;Pretending I'm not&lt;BR&gt;I'm far from lonely&lt;BR&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;BR&gt;Yeah, it's all that I've got&lt;BR&gt;It's all that I've got&lt;BR&gt;It's all that I've got&lt;BR&gt;It's all that I've got&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me&lt;BR&gt;So deep that I didn't even scream "fuck me"&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I'll be just fine&lt;BR&gt;Pretending I'm not&lt;BR&gt;I'm far from lonely&lt;BR&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;BR&gt;I'll be just fine&lt;BR&gt;Pretending I'm not&lt;BR&gt;I'm far from lonely&lt;BR&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;BR&gt;It's all that I've got&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/507794671/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, June 25, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/501162481/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/501162481/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Jun 2006 17:30:52 GMT</pubDate><description>Start the Machine...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The ash set in then blew away&lt;br&gt;It's getting lost into the sea&lt;br&gt;I grew so close to all the thoughts I had to leave forever&lt;br&gt;I left the chill and voice the screams in kids and ran for shelter&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You know I won't say sorry&lt;br&gt;Do you know I won't say sorry?&lt;br&gt;The pain has a bad reaction&lt;br&gt;A blend of fear and passion&lt;br&gt;Do you know what it's like to believe?&lt;br&gt;It makes me wanna scream&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I see a glow from far away&lt;br&gt;A faint reflection on the sea&lt;br&gt;I left some words quite far from here to be a short reminder&lt;br&gt;I laid them out in stone in case they need to last forever&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You know I won't say sorry&lt;br&gt;Do you know I won't say sorry?&lt;br&gt;The pain has a bad reaction&lt;br&gt;A blend of fear and passion&lt;br&gt;Do you know what it's like to believe?&lt;br&gt;It makes me wanna scream&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I see the stars they're in your eyes&lt;br&gt;A playful kiss can you tell I'm excited?&lt;br&gt;A fast escape in the nick of time&lt;br&gt;You lost your wish can I help you find it?&lt;br&gt;I'm on my knee to sworn the start&lt;br&gt;A fresh new start to be undecided&lt;br&gt;If love's the word, that you say&lt;br&gt;You say it, I will listen&lt;br&gt;If love's the word, that you say&lt;br&gt;You say it, I will listen&lt;br&gt;If love's the word, that you say&lt;br&gt;You say it, I will listen&lt;br&gt;If love's the word, that you say&lt;br&gt;You say it, I will listen&lt;br&gt;If love's the word, that you say&lt;br&gt;You say it, I will listen&lt;br&gt;If love's the word, that you say&lt;br&gt;You say it, I will listen (I will listen)&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/501162481/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, May 30, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/490819074/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/490819074/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 May 2006 05:44:46 GMT</pubDate><description>Asthenia...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Last night it came as a picture&lt;br&gt;
With a good reason, a warning sign&lt;br&gt;
This place is void of all passion&lt;br&gt;
If you can imagine it's easy if you try&lt;br&gt;
Believe me I failed this effort&lt;br&gt;
I wrote a reminder this wasn't a vision&lt;br&gt;
This time where are you Houston&lt;br&gt;
Is somebody out there will somebody listen&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Should I go back should I go back should I&lt;br&gt;
...I feel alone and tired&lt;br&gt;
Should I go back should I go back should I&lt;br&gt;
...I hope I won't forget you&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
My head is made up of memories&lt;br&gt;
Most of them useless delusions&lt;br&gt;
This room is bored of rehearsal &lt;br&gt;
And sick of the boundaries&lt;br&gt;
I miss you so much&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Should I go back should I go back should I&lt;br&gt;
...I feel alone and tired&lt;br&gt;
Should I go back should I go back should I&lt;br&gt;
...This time I don't want to &lt;br&gt;
Should I go back should I go back should I&lt;br&gt;
...I feel alone and tired&lt;br&gt;
Should I go back should I go back should I&lt;br&gt;
...I hope I won't forget you&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Should I go back should I go back should I&lt;br&gt;
...I feel alone and tired&lt;br&gt;
Should I go back should I go back should I&lt;br&gt;
...This time I don't want to &lt;br&gt;
Should I go back should I go back should I&lt;br&gt;
...I feel alone and tired&lt;br&gt;
Should I go back should I go back should I&lt;br&gt;
...I hope I won't forget you&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/490819074/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, May 30, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/490818281/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/490818281/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 May 2006 05:40:02 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Neverender...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;when you've gone about things all wrong &lt;br&gt;
bury them here,&lt;br&gt;
with the lifetime you would never regret&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
in savoring sleep, what do you mean i toss and turn everywhere?&lt;br&gt;
i'll miss you when you're gone in pretending that you meant the world to me&lt;br&gt;
with that you'd call me a liar and in the making mistakes you'll rest incomplete&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
(i'll be home) in graver mistakes dear mom and dad, i write you in the letter that states&lt;br&gt;
(i'll be moving on) when the new days begun forget your son when he's out on his own&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
when the hand reads 7:30 and your night begins to sink in the short but faster fall&lt;br&gt;
anxious but calm retort to a mirror that frames your face baring the finest swell&lt;br&gt;
when the day begins to break like the tears that run across your cheek&lt;br&gt;
stand straight and imagine you then in the things and the way they could have been&lt;br&gt;
when the thoughts they race across your chin &lt;br&gt;
here in the Neverend&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
(i'll be home) in graver mistakes dear mom and dad, i write you in the letter that states scratched through&lt;br&gt;
(i'll be moving on) when the new days begun forget your son when he's out on his own&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
point your gun in another direction, now that you've cried yourself to sleep&lt;br&gt;
point your gun in another direction, now that you've cried yourself to sleep&lt;br&gt;
here in there after the fire&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
(before you walk home) peace and figuring will he be home again?&lt;br&gt;
(signal loss and stereo) with wide open windows will she be waiting for&lt;br&gt;
(the sounds surround the overpass) with severed arm placement when the day's dark, old and dead&lt;br&gt;
(a dead man against you) we'll write her a letter with long time passing&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
(i'll be home) in graver mistakes dear mom and dad, i write you in this letter that states&lt;br&gt;
(i'll be moving on) when the new days begun don't forget Son when he's out on his own&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
point your gun in another direction now that you've cried yourself to sleep&lt;br&gt;
point your gun in another direction now that you've cried yourself to sleep&lt;br&gt;
here in there after the fire&lt;br&gt;
after the fire&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
(i'll be home to say i love you and i'll be moving on)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
and I'll be bigger&lt;br&gt;
and I'll be bigger&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;update on stans life:&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;his study habits include playing wow for 7 hours and doing like 30 mins of hw....the night&amp;nbsp; b4 a test...starting at 10pm...-_-''&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;he doesn't like chocolate much...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;he gets physically abused by his girlfriend..aka me..=D&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;he has a job!! &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;he needs a life besides WOW ...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;n thats it 4 now... ladeedaa...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;i'm just bored before class..um..since he alwyz posts a song ..well..i wont but just look at the entry 2 below n tada ur set.. byebye&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/444610552/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, January 09, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/423265108/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/423265108/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Jan 2006 21:19:21 GMT</pubDate><description>You Are A: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a target="_top" href="http://www.cuteducky.com/cute_animals/squirrel.html"&gt;Squirrel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.cuteducky.com/img/squirrel.jpg" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0px 12px 12px 0px; float: left;" alt="sqirrel"&gt;Squirrels
are quick and cheerful animals who spend their time scurrying,
scavenging, and playing.&amp;nbsp; As a squirrel, you are often seen
jumping happily from branch to branch up in the treetops.&amp;nbsp;
Squirrels are foragers searching for nuts and seeds, and they are
social animals often seen chasing and playing with other squirrels.&lt;a href="http://www.cuteducky.com/cute_animal_quiz.html" style="clear: both; display: block; text-align: center; margin-top: 8px;" target="_new"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Discover What Cute Animal You Are!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/423265108/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, December 29, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/416019840/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/416019840/item.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Dec 2005 00:53:02 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"The Hard Way"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;br&gt;
Come with me &lt;br&gt;
Let me &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;walk you thro&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;ugh the world that I currently stay in&lt;br&gt;
You can take a look around and tell me if I’m mistaken&lt;br&gt;
You can meet and talk to everybody that I live with&lt;br&gt;
Maybe you could tell me why everybody’s so distant &lt;br&gt;
Is it me or maybe, when I look around daily&lt;br&gt;
I don’t even know the people I can put my trust in lately&lt;br&gt;
People that I used to hang with now they're actin’ so different&lt;br&gt;
I’m still the same person why doesn’t anybody listen&lt;br&gt;
Can somebody please just explain to me&lt;br&gt;
What happened to the way that we always said we’d be&lt;br&gt;
Right now I dunno why I push through the pain that I got through&lt;br&gt;
And I’m losin’ hope&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Deafening voices&lt;br&gt;
That frequency inside my head that says&lt;br&gt;
I’m going at it the hard way I focus &lt;br&gt;
Get everything inside out of my brain that claims&lt;br&gt;
I’m going at it the hard way&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Come with me&lt;br&gt;
Let me walk in through the world that I currently live in&lt;br&gt;
Not a thing is forgotten, not a thing is forgiven&lt;br&gt;
Nobody can hold their own underneath the weight but&lt;br&gt;
Nobody can take the blame for their own mistakes so&lt;br&gt;
What do you do when somebody lets you down&lt;br&gt;
And you wanna say something but you can’t cause their not around&lt;br&gt;
Inside you think they know the extent of the pain&lt;br&gt;
But they won’t even admit that they were the one to blame&lt;br&gt;
Can somebody please just explain to me&lt;br&gt;
What happened to the way that we always said we’d be&lt;br&gt;
Cause right now I dunno why I push through the pain that I got through&lt;br&gt;
And I’m losin’ hope &lt;br&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Deafening voices&lt;br&gt;
That frequency inside my head that says&lt;br&gt;
I’m going at it the hard way I focus &lt;br&gt;
Get everything inside out of my brain that claims&lt;br&gt;
I’m going at it the hard way&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Voices in my head&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Can somebody please just explain to me&lt;br&gt;
What happened to the way that we always said we’d be&lt;br&gt;
Right now I dunno why I push through the pain that I got through&lt;br&gt;
And I’m losin’ hope, give me one reason not to&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Deafening voices&lt;br&gt;
That frequency inside my head that says&lt;br&gt;
I’m going at it the hard way I focus &lt;br&gt;
Get everything inside out of my brain that claims&lt;br&gt;
I’m going at it the hard way&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/416019840/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, November 13, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/386357916/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/on3w1nGeD4nGeL/386357916/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Nov 2005 04:14:02 GMT</pubDate><description>Day 25...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
in my new crib.... it roxxorz 8]&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(153, 51, 102);"&gt;
Kupô&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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