<?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-1175133580095003535</id><updated>2011-07-07T17:08:08.214-03:00</updated><category term='SPILLED MILK'/><category term='glass skin'/><category term='withering to death'/><category term='undecided'/><category term='disabled complexes'/><title type='text'>Outside human voice.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unknowndespair.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175133580095003535/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknowndespair.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Akira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04572723459776463004</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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1175133580095003535.post-5462663993578110880</id><published>2009-06-18T14:27:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T14:45:50.664-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='undecided'/><title type='text'>Viddy well.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_doglwQmht6o/Sjp50RcVOiI/AAAAAAAAACo/D3f_pgk8Qmc/s1600-h/alexbed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_doglwQmht6o/Sjp50RcVOiI/AAAAAAAAACo/D3f_pgk8Qmc/s320/alexbed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348721446398278178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;                      (Ludwig acalma meus nervos também, droog, você não está sozinho nessa.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Bom, meus dias estão mais perfeitos do que eu imaginava. Okaasan anda bem mais carinhosa e meu padrasto se tornou realmente um otosan de verdade pra mim. Fora que, baasan e onii-chan estão me dando muita atenção e me divertem na maioria do tempo. Feliz. Ou mais que isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sábado é dia de ver as meninas, fazer bagunça e ir na Festa junina da Taka pra dançar com a maho. AND sexta é nóis no jardim japonês :3 hihi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Vou tomar banho agora e correr pra casa dos meus tios. Ero &lt;/span&gt;ojisan&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; comprou dvd do Inu e de Yu Yu. Posso com isso, mano? D: Ish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[I don't wanna fight for you anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;I give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1175133580095003535-5462663993578110880?l=unknowndespair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unknowndespair.blogspot.com/feeds/5462663993578110880/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unknowndespair.blogspot.com/2009/06/viddy-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175133580095003535/posts/default/5462663993578110880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175133580095003535/posts/default/5462663993578110880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknowndespair.blogspot.com/2009/06/viddy-well.html' title='Viddy well.'/><author><name>Akira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04572723459776463004</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_doglwQmht6o/Sjp50RcVOiI/AAAAAAAAACo/D3f_pgk8Qmc/s72-c/alexbed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1175133580095003535.post-8964163503979370825</id><published>2009-05-31T02:39:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T03:04:45.430-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPILLED MILK'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Certas frases não devem ser ditas. Não quando meu humor está extremamente sensível à quaisquer coisas -sejam elas bobas ou não.&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, odeio quando dizem algo como se fosse de minha vontade sabe? É a mesma coisa da pessoa falar: "Vamos fazer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;isso&lt;/span&gt;." E em seguida olhar para você e dizer: "Hahaha, nunca. Esqueça."&lt;br /&gt;TIPO, MAS QUE PORRA EU DISSE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tá, esse é o post mais confuso do blog, foda-se. Estou irritada demais para pensar em algo coerente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛しすぎていたねあの頃の僕はいつでもそう&lt;br /&gt;でももう見飽きたよ腕に別の人がいるね&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;すぐに愛せなくなり憎しみが込み上げるよ&lt;br /&gt;叩き壊したくなる僕の我がままも好きかい&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「I loved [não] you too much.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I aIways did back then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I'm tired of watching you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I already have somebody else in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Immediately, I cannot love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Hatred is welling up inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;destroy everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like my selfishness as well?」&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1175133580095003535-8964163503979370825?l=unknowndespair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unknowndespair.blogspot.com/feeds/8964163503979370825/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unknowndespair.blogspot.com/2009/05/certas-frases-nao-devem-ser-ditas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175133580095003535/posts/default/8964163503979370825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175133580095003535/posts/default/8964163503979370825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknowndespair.blogspot.com/2009/05/certas-frases-nao-devem-ser-ditas.html' title=''/><author><name>Akira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04572723459776463004</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-1175133580095003535.post-1417603116029719288</id><published>2009-05-23T02:44:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T02:48:06.410-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glass skin'/><title type='text'>I open out my wings of glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E pulei do topo da minha sanidade, rezando para voar antes de cair nas consequências.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne, eu estou um tanto nostálgica, triste e tudo mais.&lt;br /&gt;Odeio despedidas mais do que qualquer outra coisa. Se pudesse pular essa parte... Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem ânimo pra postar também, vou tentar pegar no sono agora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1175133580095003535-1417603116029719288?l=unknowndespair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unknowndespair.blogspot.com/feeds/1417603116029719288/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unknowndespair.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-open-out-my-wings-of-glass.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175133580095003535/posts/default/1417603116029719288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175133580095003535/posts/default/1417603116029719288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknowndespair.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-open-out-my-wings-of-glass.html' title='I open out my wings of glass'/><author><name>Akira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04572723459776463004</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1175133580095003535.post-5226022939521523008</id><published>2009-05-20T15:11:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T15:46:55.646-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disabled complexes'/><title type='text'>我を爱すよりも他人を憎め</title><content type='html'>Algo sempre me diz que eu não deveria usar de meu impulso para ditar minhas ações. Pensar antes de agir pode mudar muita coisa, realmente.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o quão ruim isso pode ser ás vezes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada mais me resta à não ser lamentar pelo feito, pelo não feito; pelo que provavelmente não deveria ter passado pela minha cabeça. Eu só consigo complicar tudo quando acho que vai se resolver, incrível. Entro em contradição com as minhas promessas todos os dias, e não quero mais fazê-las por tal motivo; pior do que não cumprir uma promessa, é fazer o contrário do que ela diz.&lt;br /&gt;E, céus, eu não brinco quando digo que merecia alguns tapas. Acho que é melhor voltar à realidade e perceber o erro de uma forma radical, assim o tombo é maior. E nada melhor do que um grande tombo para traumatizar alguém, hm? Eu realmente preciso me traumatizar sobre algo, para nunca mais voltar à fazê-lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ano... Perguntaram-me hoje qual seria o motivo de eu ter um blog. Estive pensando sobre isso e cheguei à conclusão de que eu prefiro deixar as pessoas cientes [ou quase] do que acontece pelo que escrevo, já que não sou muito boa para expressar sentimentos pessoalmente.&lt;br /&gt;É isso, uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;xx&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1175133580095003535-5226022939521523008?l=unknowndespair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unknowndespair.blogspot.com/feeds/5226022939521523008/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unknowndespair.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175133580095003535/posts/default/5226022939521523008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175133580095003535/posts/default/5226022939521523008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknowndespair.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='我を爱すよりも他人を憎め'/><author><name>Akira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04572723459776463004</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1175133580095003535.post-69860056058132147</id><published>2009-05-20T02:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T03:00:26.790-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='withering to death'/><title type='text'>それでもずっと歩いた、何時か君と会えるのかな。。。</title><content type='html'>Devaneios noturnos podem ser deveras incômodos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sei mais o que fazer com meu ego ou o que restou dele; não sei o que fazer com minha maldita mente fértil criando situações que nunca vão existir.&lt;br /&gt;Eu deveria ter acabado com tudo quando tive oportunidade. So... Agora não importa mais, já está feito. Mas se eu pudesse voltar atrás, ah, com certeza eu voltaria.&lt;br /&gt;[Não precisam refletir e tentar entender isso, é mais um desabafo do que qualquer coisa.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu dia não foi ruim, thanks. Ringo e bah deixaram-no mais divertido, mesmo que o tempo ao lado delas tenha sido curto. Ano... Quero que saibam que as amo muito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... Vou parar de postar antes que isso aqui vire uma bíblia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Definitivamente preciso me tornar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alcóolatra&lt;/span&gt; ou, quem sabe, a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lguém que tenha a memória curta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Odeio o fato de agir como idiota tantas vezes. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Odeio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1175133580095003535-69860056058132147?l=unknowndespair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unknowndespair.blogspot.com/feeds/69860056058132147/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unknowndespair.blogspot.com/2009/05/devaneios-noturnos-podem-ser-deveras.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175133580095003535/posts/default/69860056058132147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1175133580095003535/posts/default/69860056058132147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknowndespair.blogspot.com/2009/05/devaneios-noturnos-podem-ser-deveras.html' title='それでもずっと歩いた、何時か君と会えるのかな。。。'/><author><name>Akira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04572723459776463004</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>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
