<?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-5235316898531578512</id><updated>2011-07-30T18:46:24.810-07:00</updated><category term='broken love bad first blog'/><title type='text'>The Broken Day and Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenempathy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235316898531578512/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenempathy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>brokenempathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13757319418677736122</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>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235316898531578512.post-7409193809668380311</id><published>2010-08-28T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T09:09:57.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Magnet - 【 麗 × 零 】</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/auFEvYY22WU/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/auFEvYY22WU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/auFEvYY22WU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235316898531578512-7409193809668380311?l=brokenempathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenempathy.blogspot.com/feeds/7409193809668380311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenempathy.blogspot.com/2010/08/magnet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235316898531578512/posts/default/7409193809668380311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235316898531578512/posts/default/7409193809668380311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenempathy.blogspot.com/2010/08/magnet.html' title='Magnet - 【 麗 × 零 】'/><author><name>brokenempathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13757319418677736122</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-5235316898531578512.post-2245159323898953992</id><published>2009-10-19T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:07:59.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bands That Sound Cool That I Should Listen To More</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think these bands sound cool. Most of the time, I have listened to atleast one of their songs. But here is a list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- My Passion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Breathe California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Eat Sleep Attack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Stereo Skyline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Black Veil Brides [ I love them. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Hot Chelle Rae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now... Here are awesome bands that should come out with more shit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Evanesence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Black Veil Brides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Porcelain and the Tramps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- The Medic Droid [ They should get back together ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Red Jumpsuit Apparatus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- SugarCult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Goo Goo Dolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And that is it. I should post more. But I am too bloody tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235316898531578512-2245159323898953992?l=brokenempathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenempathy.blogspot.com/feeds/2245159323898953992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenempathy.blogspot.com/2009/10/bands-that-sound-call-that-i-should.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235316898531578512/posts/default/2245159323898953992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235316898531578512/posts/default/2245159323898953992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenempathy.blogspot.com/2009/10/bands-that-sound-call-that-i-should.html' title='Bands That Sound Cool That I Should Listen To More'/><author><name>brokenempathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13757319418677736122</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-5235316898531578512.post-889286519017087444</id><published>2009-10-15T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T18:05:38.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating Daily.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At least that is what I am trying to do. I am coming with more song ideas, but I don't know why I fail to post them. Maybe because of my fatigue. Plus my emotions are so hectic... and I don't know if I am on PMS or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I should post more, but I don't have the energy to. I will try to. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235316898531578512-889286519017087444?l=brokenempathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenempathy.blogspot.com/feeds/889286519017087444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenempathy.blogspot.com/2009/10/updating-daily.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235316898531578512/posts/default/889286519017087444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235316898531578512/posts/default/889286519017087444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenempathy.blogspot.com/2009/10/updating-daily.html' title='Updating Daily.'/><author><name>brokenempathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13757319418677736122</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-5235316898531578512.post-3743939749045790128</id><published>2009-10-11T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T16:09:40.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just What The World Needs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Honestly, I don't mind people that drink. I don't! But I hate when my father drinks and never takes responsibility. I also hate when he fails to drive my mum and me somewhere because of his drunk arse. He shouldn't even be drinking in the first place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Really, what do you hate about your parents? I can name a dozen of reasons and one of them has to be because they don't like me back. Quite the hilatrity. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here is a small list of shit I hate:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- People who describe people as weird because they are different from them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Religous bastards who shove their religon then feet up your ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Pregnant teenage who keep crying when it is their fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- My dad when he drinks Jack Daniels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- News Reporters who are a bunch of shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What do you hate? And does your parents have some stupid habit you hate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[ Hate is such a strong word. I feel rather horrible using it. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On to my love ife:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay.. So I found out that the guy I like is dating the bitch I hate. What? I hate her more than anything else. I am pretty sure she hates me back. Honestly. Well, Bloody Brill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have more songs I have written and posted. I hope you like them. There is Obsession and Just Keep On Bleeding. I even wrote a Spoken Word called.... Broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:] Have a nice day. And Answer my questions.&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/5235316898531578512-3743939749045790128?l=brokenempathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenempathy.blogspot.com/feeds/3743939749045790128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenempathy.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-what-world-needs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235316898531578512/posts/default/3743939749045790128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235316898531578512/posts/default/3743939749045790128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenempathy.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-what-world-needs.html' title='Just What The World Needs.'/><author><name>brokenempathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13757319418677736122</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-5235316898531578512.post-5580063608013181179</id><published>2009-10-07T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T18:56:05.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay... What's up with Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Doesn't it suck to break up? How about breaking up, but not even telling the other person? Apparently that is how my story came to be. My boyfriend dumped me without telling me. Good thing: I like someone else. Bad thing: It is the person I shouldn't like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I won't go into detail. But something good is that I will post up a new song everyday or every other day. I am not sure. I am writing more and more since I have had a lot of free time. There is also one that is quite humorous. Don't ask. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well... That's it for today. If anyone has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gaia&lt;/span&gt;... Tell me. I have one. I also role play. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hotsome&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I need to write a short story for English class. Anyone can help me... Because of stress, I haven't been able to do much. God... School sucks. Now I have no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;motivation&lt;/span&gt; to even go on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gaia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I also want to say something about my dream. It was quite odd. I mean, I was pregnant. It was quite scary, but I awoke before I have killed myself. Isn't that great? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That was a little too much, but it freaked me the hell out!&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5235316898531578512-5580063608013181179?l=brokenempathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenempathy.blogspot.com/feeds/5580063608013181179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenempathy.blogspot.com/2009/10/okay-whats-up-with-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235316898531578512/posts/default/5580063608013181179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235316898531578512/posts/default/5580063608013181179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenempathy.blogspot.com/2009/10/okay-whats-up-with-love.html' title='Okay... What&apos;s up with Love?'/><author><name>brokenempathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13757319418677736122</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-5235316898531578512.post-4628852408667701865</id><published>2009-10-05T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T17:21:21.178-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken love bad first blog'/><title type='text'>Broken but Loved - Fist Entry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It seems I must be broken once more. My dark thoughts gloom around me, but who's to blame for such a thing? No one, really, but I must say he is quite odd. It wasn't life I wanted it to be ultimately confusing, but communication is lost in our relationship. With that lost, we are lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, to put this in a nutshell, my boyfriend broke up with me with out telling. I mustn't say who this person is, but it is true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the brightside, I can make a song about this. Isn't it obvious that writing is the answer to this? Well, it isn't like there would be another answer. Back to the point! I was going to say that once someone makes a big mistake, something good come from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Plus, I cannot blame him. True, love is lost, but it isn't like it was ever found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my blog telling and ranting. I will even talk about current events. Most of the time, my creation updates will be on her along with my myspace and twitter.  My gaiaonline might update this too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a really shitty first blog.&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/5235316898531578512-4628852408667701865?l=brokenempathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenempathy.blogspot.com/feeds/4628852408667701865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenempathy.blogspot.com/2009/10/broken-but-loved-fist-entry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235316898531578512/posts/default/4628852408667701865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5235316898531578512/posts/default/4628852408667701865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenempathy.blogspot.com/2009/10/broken-but-loved-fist-entry.html' title='Broken but Loved - Fist Entry.'/><author><name>brokenempathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13757319418677736122</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>
