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Combine multiple calendars with Hotmail.  &lt;a href='http://www.windowslive.com/campaign/thenewbusy?tile=multicalendar&amp;ocid=PID28326::T:WLMTAGL:ON:WL:en-US:WM_HMP:042010_5' target='_new'&gt;Get busy.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-8671491772426418853?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/8671491772426418853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=8671491772426418853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/8671491772426418853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/8671491772426418853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2010/07/httpnqtxadhknnrux.html' title=''/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-111033009812569938</id><published>2005-03-08T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T20:01:38.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My girl...</title><content type='html'>My girl is the most wonderful thing in the world, nothing can compare to when I hold her near, she's helped me become so many things, we're growing together to make better things, opening eyes and closing doors, she's the only thing that I'll ever need,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-111033009812569938?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/111033009812569938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=111033009812569938' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/111033009812569938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/111033009812569938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-girl.html' title='My girl...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791303.post-111032963791300537</id><published>2005-03-08T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T19:53:57.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Never forget...</title><content type='html'>It's something that you'll never forget, my hand on your side, I won't let you regret, touch of my hand, I can feel you change your breathing, the light in your eyes, ever changing lives, you call me yours and I call you mine,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-111032963791300537?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/111032963791300537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=111032963791300537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/111032963791300537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/111032963791300537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2005/03/never-forget.html' title='Never forget...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-110685235716472901</id><published>2005-01-27T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T14:00:12.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's true</title><content type='html'>It's true, you are the world, you knew, you are my girl, we'll see, it through, we'll show, what it is to know, just how things is, it's true, they'll see, that you are the only one, that means anything to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-110685235716472901?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/110685235716472901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=110685235716472901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/110685235716472901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/110685235716472901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-true.html' title='It&apos;s true'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791303.post-110685186000591462</id><published>2005-01-27T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T13:51:00.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on myself</title><content type='html'>Ok so you all know that I haven't been posting poetry or anything lately. Mostly been updating my deviantart picture site &amp; journal. For those of you who haven't found it yet. You can &lt;a href="http://digim355.deviantart.com/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; to access it. You want to read more about my personal life and what's been going on you can check it out there. Love you all! Thanks for all the great comments, hopefully have more poetry up and stuff here in the next few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-110685186000591462?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/110685186000591462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=110685186000591462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/110685186000591462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/110685186000591462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2005/01/update-on-myself.html' title='Update on myself'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-110685168948592100</id><published>2005-01-27T13:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T13:48:09.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me on MTV!...</title><content type='html'>Look at me, I think I should be on MTV, I can spit a few gangstar lines, but my shit is whack, can't spit a lick of rap, think I might be better off lying on my back and smoking some crack, imagin that, I piss on every one of your retarted ass raps, you won't even catch me spending a dime for a single one of your cracked ass lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-110685168948592100?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/110685168948592100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=110685168948592100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/110685168948592100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/110685168948592100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2005/01/me-on-mtv.html' title='Me on MTV!...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-110685110516286121</id><published>2005-01-27T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T13:38:25.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look...</title><content type='html'>Look into my eyes, tell me what you see, I've mastered networks of all types, even traveled over seas, while just sitting in this chair, I've been all over and seen the entire world, but nothing means more to me, then to see your happy face when your looking at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-110685110516286121?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/110685110516286121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=110685110516286121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/110685110516286121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/110685110516286121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2005/01/look.html' title='Look...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-110685104552278207</id><published>2005-01-27T13:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T13:40:02.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost...</title><content type='html'>I've been lost for way to long, I've been wandering just singing the same ole song, I was lost just floating around, I've been lost and now I'm found, by the girl of my dreams, left with nothing but to believe, baby you are the world to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-110685104552278207?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/110685104552278207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=110685104552278207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/110685104552278207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/110685104552278207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2005/01/lost.html' title='Lost...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-110364183743347305</id><published>2004-12-21T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T10:10:37.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>White glow...</title><content type='html'>I love the snow, but hate the cold, the tingle up the spin, the feeling that life has been frozen in time, even the ugliest things, have the prettiest gleam, fields as far as your eyes can see, just covered with this fluffy white thing, the sun comes up, it just warms you up, looking around, feeling like your surrounded by clouds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-110364183743347305?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/110364183743347305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=110364183743347305' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/110364183743347305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/110364183743347305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/12/white-glow.html' title='White glow...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791303.post-110072418299504488</id><published>2004-11-17T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T15:43:02.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New students...</title><content type='html'>New students are funny, keep looking at me while I'm working, catching them staring, then pretending their working, it's like cat and mouse, that's why them and me would never work out, want to say, HEY, LOOK, WE'RE IN COLLEGE NOW!, but why even bother, I have my life long partner, not some young, dumb, floozy girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-110072418299504488?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/110072418299504488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=110072418299504488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/110072418299504488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/110072418299504488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/11/new-students.html' title='New students...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-110072084170684514</id><published>2004-11-17T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T14:47:21.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Farm Life...</title><content type='html'>Up at 5, looking out, it's still dark outside, out to work, stumbling across the yard, let the chickens out, check the feed, give them water, check for eggs, then off to the horses, give them grain, check their hay, call them in, then it's off to the rest of my day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-110072084170684514?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/110072084170684514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=110072084170684514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/110072084170684514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/110072084170684514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/11/farm-life.html' title='Farm Life...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-110071970609745151</id><published>2004-11-17T14:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T14:28:26.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mentor...</title><content type='html'>Always seems, people are chasing me, can't believe what they ask of me, want to say, stop being so damn lazy, I stop and think, what about the people who've mentored me, what did they think of me, reflected on the stupid things, they may have seen, I relax a bit, think of it, then trick them into figuring out it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Writer notes--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to put in a quote that I've always loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mediocre teacher tells. The good teacher explains. The superior teacher demonstrates. The great teacher inspires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- William Arthur Ward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-110071970609745151?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/110071970609745151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=110071970609745151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/110071970609745151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/110071970609745151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/11/mentor.html' title='Mentor...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-109961511596017320</id><published>2004-11-04T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T14:39:53.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sun...</title><content type='html'>Your like a bright glowing sun, lighting the night, when the day is done, your touch on my skin, makes me feel warm all over again, the light in your eyes, make days pass by, your the love of my life, I'll forever hold you tight, you always make everything feel so right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goes out to my lady :-* Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Writers Note --&lt;br /&gt;Yeah this just popped into my head after getting out of her car at my school a few minutes ago... :-( Missing her already, even though I spent like an hour outside with her.. Can't wait to get home to her. Sucks I have to run to my dads girl friends house, then stop at Taco Hell, then the gas station, then go home... By the time I get there it'll be about time for us to go to bed. Then it's up at 5AM!!!! I'm not falling back asleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109961511596017320?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109961511596017320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109961511596017320' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109961511596017320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109961511596017320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-sun.html' title='My Sun...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791303.post-109943097300612274</id><published>2004-11-02T16:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T16:29:33.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That Stranger...</title><content type='html'>I hold you close, you hold me too, I look in your eyes, you look at mine, how is it that we're both the same kind, think about things, at the same time, since the first time I seen you, I knew something would come through, I believe you know this, how perfect are you, I've never told you what I like, but we just click, I love it, this feels so right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, ok... so I'm kind of getting annoyed by the love poems... But there are so many ways to say what I think and feel. It keeps changing as each day comes and goes. I love my beautiful lady. She is my everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109943097300612274?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109943097300612274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109943097300612274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109943097300612274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109943097300612274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/11/that-stranger.html' title='That Stranger...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-109942172141481524</id><published>2004-11-02T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T13:55:21.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Digital Hiding...</title><content type='html'>Most of my life I’ve been hiding, hiding behind a computer screen, where nobody can find me, masked from the world, nat’ed between servers, bouncing from proxy to proxy, in this digital world, just coding away, watching script kiddies play, I’ve watched your packets from far away, stole your usernames, changed your passwords, just to watch you have a fucked up day, engineered your service provider to get your home address, just to say Hey!, but the thrill is now gone, tired of hiding for so long, I’ve joined the real world, to the black hat community I say, so long…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've said so long to the dark side a long time ago. But this is just something that popped into my head as I was sitting here doing my Math homework thinking of my life, how it has changed, how happy I am now, how much I know about computers, what I've done from my past to my present. Although I still do hold all of the same knowledge, I've stopped my malicious ways... For the most part, lol. What I mean by that is I still hack. But only in a legal situation.. Hired by companies to do security auditing, and secure networks. Discuss social engineering with individuals. That's what was meant by "engineered your service provider". I use to locate people's main service provider. Make phone calls to them and social engineer or use psychology to get them to reveal passwords, addresses, phone numbers of clients. This is illegal and I no longer condone doing this. Nor do I believe that people should illegal do this. Now I also have a contradiction to this statement. Ya, ya, rat myself out. There was one time not to long ago I accidentally charged a couple thousand dollars to my dads credit card over the phone instead of just makinging a single one time payment. There was no way to cancel the request after I hit the wrong button on the phone so I had to BS my dads credit card company into refusing to make this payment. Took several tries to figure out the answers to all of the questions they'd ask when you call in to make inquires on an account. Even screwed up enough times to put the Credit Card into a lockdown because of so many failed requests about the account. So I finally got all the questions they'd ask about the account, called them back, was able to answer all questions correctly, got them to refuse payment on that bill and pull the security flag off of the card so it was useable again without my dad talking to them once. Hell, that isn't technically illegal because he told me I had to call the CC Company and deal with the mess myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109942172141481524?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109942172141481524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109942172141481524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109942172141481524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109942172141481524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/11/digital-hiding.html' title='Digital Hiding...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-109907866319650488</id><published>2004-10-29T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T15:37:43.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Lessons...</title><content type='html'>Life lessons are a funny thing, we could get burned 20 times, never learn a thing, just keep repeating ourselves, until it all just goes to hell, I for one, know it though, watch things the first time, cause it'll try to burn you another time, don't let it get you down, hold your head up, but not to far, might over look something, trip, then hit the ground, you realize now, nobodies around, no one seen you fall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything we go through in life is a test, a trial and tribulation as to how much we can take. Every person has something he or she feels inclined to be a part of. I for one have a need, a fixation with helping people all the time... even if they've hurt me before and I know damn well that they'll hurt me again just given the chance. It's a life lesson that I just won't learn. I find that people in this world are to quick to always want, want, want, grab, grab, grab,... to greedy. The people I call my true friends and my family always give and receive. Of course I get tired when people just want this and that from me all the time. Then push every button of mine to get me to help them out... then I do... and they won't help me out when I need something. There's a few people in my life that I can say that I truly do love. But I'll be damned if I'll ever drop everything I'm doing in my life to help them out again. I won't ask them for anything, nor will I answer a request from them for me to help them with anything. Times have changed between our lives, the thread that weaved our lives has been cut and there's no splicing it together this time. I'm severely hurt, I'll make sure it's known. I walked around for months on end, asking, demanding, requesting, someone to show me that they still loved me. Just any one, I didn't care, my life was heading down and going to nowhere... Then almost at my entire breaking point, I just gave up on trying to force anyone to love me, was standing back up on my feet by myself. Along comes a beautiful lady. Someone who I would have least expected to even pay much attention to me. Things got started, we realized that we where both very open hearted, and open minded. Both of us realized that we where unhappy where we where currently at in life. Don't exactly care what other people think of us, so long as we have someone that we love and that would show that exact same love in return. We don't need to ask anything of each other, we both stand on our own 2 feet. There's no dependancies between us. Both have seperate needs in life and I believe we both realize that. Both encourage each other to do what we feel is right, help push each other in the direction we so choose to travel. That to me is pure, true love. No nagging about talking to other people of the same or different sex. Open lines of communication, and respect for each others thoughts. Everyone knows that I may come out with some screwed up thoughts that are completely off the wall. But that's using your imagination, stretching the limits of your mind. Keep your brain active. Instead of just becoming numb, dumb, running around in circles till the end of time. Digging yourself an endless grave, getting stuck in a rut not knowing out to get out and entrapping others along with you. Encourage your loved ones to do what they believe and feel is right. Encourage your neighbors and strangers to stand up and speak their mind. We are becoming way to much of a self-centered community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109907866319650488?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109907866319650488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109907866319650488' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109907866319650488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109907866319650488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/life-lessons.html' title='Life Lessons...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791303.post-109901190577770728</id><published>2004-10-28T21:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T21:05:05.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Insane...</title><content type='html'>I'm going insane, this is unreal, want to talk to my girl, screw that, wishing she was here, can't wait till the weekend, it's all I can think of, she's my sexy little thing that guys wishes they had, I want her bad, can't believe it, this is sad, longing for her touch, not even liking anything but, some girl just tried to hug me, swated her away like she was ugly, damnit what the hell, wishing she was at least online, just some way to talk to her, would be fine!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109901190577770728?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109901190577770728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109901190577770728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109901190577770728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109901190577770728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/insane.html' title='Insane...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-109880674369459840</id><published>2004-10-26T11:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T12:05:43.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking...</title><content type='html'>Can't stop thinking, my mind keeps racing, anticipating, when will I get to see my lady, why must I wait so long, being with her makes me feel so loved, we fit together just like a glove, no hatred only love, can't explain this feeling inside me, but it grows, jealousy shows, but we know, we're in here together, that's all we need to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I freaked out once a week ago about how I feel about her. But I won't run away, that's not the mature thing to do. We can talk about anything and everything. Think that's why I freaked. Never had this with any one else. Each time we talk about something serious it's like our bond grows. We think and feel about everything the same way so far. It's like she's reading my mind, then it's like I'm reading her mind. She came out yesterday and we just walked around the yard. Talking and enjoying each others company. As we walked down the driveway out to the road. I was watching our steps to make sure we didn't step in a mud hole. I began to noticed that our steps where matched so evenly. I noticed several times with other people that I'm good friends with and everything that our strides always matched. But sometimes it's like I take a step with my left foot, and there goes their right foot. With her it's our left step, our right step, our left step, so on and so forth. Just an odd thing to pay attention to I'll admit. It's the little things in life that you must enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109880674369459840?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109880674369459840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109880674369459840' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109880674369459840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109880674369459840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/thinking.html' title='Thinking...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791303.post-109875560016651312</id><published>2004-10-25T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T22:38:19.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Past...</title><content type='html'>I sit and laugh, wondering why dwell in the past, take it as a learning experience and put it to rest, having a beautiful time right now, why even wish for anything more, a beautiful lady, that just drives me crazy, everything I've ever wanted, a nice respectable lady, I know that she isn't all mine, but I do wish she is in due time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe a little explanation is deserved for this one. Because I know a few good friends of mine shall end up reading this and wonder why I haven't come straight out to them and said any of this, or said anything specifically about this person. No names will be said right now. But currently I'm taken. Due to some things that have been going on for some time now in both of our lives, we're beginning a little something of our own. I say it's little now because there's so much more for both of us to work out before anything big comes out of any of this. I wish that everyone gives us the best of luck. I don't know if I've ever met anyone quiet like this one. She makes me so happy, makes me forget about all the wrong in the world, and I know I do the same for her. Please send us your best wishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109875560016651312?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109875560016651312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109875560016651312' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109875560016651312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109875560016651312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/past.html' title='Past...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791303.post-109871681121121046</id><published>2004-10-25T10:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T11:06:51.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Girl...</title><content type='html'>That special girl, a girl that just means the world, wanting to help her in her time of quiral, can't believe that I met this girl, it's a strange attraction, not just an infactuation, why is this just now happening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109871681121121046?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109871681121121046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109871681121121046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109871681121121046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109871681121121046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/girl.html' title='A Girl...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-109855133721653386</id><published>2004-10-23T13:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T13:49:41.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning...</title><content type='html'>Dusting, sweeping, chasing cobwebs, but where does it start, where does it end, it's a life all in it's own, never ending, but always beginning, can't ever stop, for there's always something, when do you quit, for everything is never truly spotless, scrub the walls, wash the floors, do the laundry but there's always more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what to think about this one... I'm stuck in the house and cleaning everything, trying to pass the time till it's time to hit the bar tonight. Party on! :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109855133721653386?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109855133721653386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109855133721653386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109855133721653386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109855133721653386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/cleaning.html' title='Cleaning...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-109854567170881160</id><published>2004-10-23T11:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T11:34:31.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Clock...</title><content type='html'>I think the clocks are lying to me, looking back up at the clock, the hands seem like they haven't moved,  I hear the tick and then tock, but still they seem to always be in the same spot, I wish the day would just hurry up, fast forward through the day, till half past 10 and stay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one I saved in drafts, I don't think it's really complete, but it's saturday and it's how I feel! So LET THE DAY BEGIN!!! :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109854567170881160?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109854567170881160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109854567170881160' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109854567170881160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109854567170881160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/clock.html' title='Clock...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791303.post-109854497689957125</id><published>2004-10-23T11:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T11:22:56.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Talk...</title><content type='html'>With a slip of the tongue, magic words can make you come undone, make you feel loved by an unknown person, don't mistake for true love, for this can make your entire world come unglued some, even lose your true loved one's, look for that mental connection, but don't let something so deep, set you apart from your family, unless you know that this person is more, more than just a person looking to score...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a poem I was reluctant to post. I wrote it a few days ago in school and I'm afraid that some certain people in my life might read this and think about our relationships much differently. But after discussing some stuff with them. I believe that they will understand and that this won't ruin anything. Of course I pretty much understood all of that before but I guess I just looked for the reassurance before posting this poem. Hope you all like! And Thanks for the support from everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109854497689957125?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109854497689957125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109854497689957125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109854497689957125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109854497689957125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/sweet-talk.html' title='Sweet Talk...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-109845155201872863</id><published>2004-10-22T09:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T12:28:13.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Endings...</title><content type='html'>With every ending, there's a new beginning, be it life, or relationships, just put it to rest, let something beautiful emerge, work it's way through, why try to fight, something that isn't true, put an end to it and let something else begin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109845155201872863?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109845155201872863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109845155201872863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109845155201872863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109845155201872863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/endings.html' title='Endings...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791303.post-109838902891300832</id><published>2004-10-21T14:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T17:48:21.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief...</title><content type='html'>I breathe a big sigh of relief, starting a new chapter, having a new lease, passed experience has nothing on me, this is just like a change of hats for me, what hats you may ask, just a metaphoric expression, like being able to change jobs in a second...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109838902891300832?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109838902891300832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109838902891300832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109838902891300832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109838902891300832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/relief.html' title='Relief...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-109829961545778720</id><published>2004-10-20T15:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T15:13:35.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lies...</title><content type='html'>Ok, well I thought I was done and over with this but it just started going in my head and it's not going to end until I get it written down. This is a dedication to the Ex. Mainly about the game she played just last week when her and her boyfriend where kind of on a break and she tried telling me to not move out, that she's going to be at her house a lot more, this and that... to my belief she was testing if I'd stand my grounds on not jumping right back into a relationship with her. Anyways,... just a little poetry for the entire mess, don't mean to get anyone upset, although I know she probably will be. Oh well, I guess... For those of you who may have visited her livejournal site you'll notice a slight variation between the 2. I found things I didn't think quite fit together so I changed it. I'd change it on her site but... it was posted in a comment so I'm not able to do so, plus she'll most-likely delete it as soon as she reads it anyways. Yes it's alittle off at one part but my words where coming up short. ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why you continue to lie, say things that you know ain't right, trying to change everyone live's, continue to question peoples faith in life, but that's not for me to know, cause you just won't show, won't tell the world what you really want to know, try telling me you'll be home a lot more, try to get me to change the rolls, but I seen through your eyes, your impatient and lie, won't try to work together, affraid to be alone, want people to stumble and trip over you, when your calling on the phone, but that's ok, life is much better this way, everybody tried to tell me, but I didn't want to hear what they'd have to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109829961545778720?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109829961545778720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109829961545778720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109829961545778720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109829961545778720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/lies.html' title='Lies...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-109825039109388505</id><published>2004-10-20T01:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T01:46:52.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed...</title><content type='html'>Laying in my bed, staring off in space, wondering why I'm all alone in this place, wondering why I'm not waking up next to your face, imagination grabs hold, feeling your body against mine, making me warm, thinking I'm hearing you tell me I love you so, the sun rises, I open my eyes, that's when reality sets in, with nothing around, I feel let down, another night comes, your not there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109825039109388505?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109825039109388505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109825039109388505' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109825039109388505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109825039109388505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/bed.html' title='Bed...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791303.post-109821733149522264</id><published>2004-10-19T16:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T16:22:11.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why...</title><content type='html'>Tired of the hidden lies, tired of guessing why people hide, never wanting to tell another lie, can you accept my answers to your questions why, will you continue to bug me until we both see eye to eye, answer my questions with a question until we fight, argue and scream, until we're both so mad and full of steam, or will you accept what's said and done, hug me and tell me I'm still your loved one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109821733149522264?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109821733149522264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109821733149522264' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821733149522264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821733149522264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/why.html' title='Why...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791303.post-109821096976335550</id><published>2004-10-19T14:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T16:42:56.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooked...</title><content type='html'>Just a lonely fish in a great big sea, floating along going every which way, looking for something to nibble on, suddenly drops a fishing line, something delicious for me, sitting and watching, waiting to see what's happening, when I believe the time is right, I begin to tear at it in little bites, it's jerked away from me, I follow it slowly, waiting to see, it stops again, sitting, watching wearily, giving into temptation, I start back up with nibbling, feeling it's safe, I just start biting, enjoying the taste, then all the sudden a stabbing pain, I find myself fighting, scared and worried, I just start twirling, pulling to the left and right, putting up one hell of a fight, realizing that this may never end, I start following it towards a floating island...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109821096976335550?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109821096976335550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109821096976335550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821096976335550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821096976335550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/hooked.html' title='Hooked...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-109821094062300208</id><published>2004-10-19T14:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T14:35:40.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Addiction...</title><content type='html'>Addicted to something I never knew existed, something that I didn't take, something that came on so faint, feels so good it's better than any drug, no words can explain this addiction I've endured, just left in pure ecstasy for ever more, I can't even try to stop it now, it's taken hold and won't let go, but why try to fight it, every sense is put in a heightened state of awareness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109821094062300208?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109821094062300208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109821094062300208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821094062300208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821094062300208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/addiction.html' title='Addiction...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-109821091904734839</id><published>2004-10-19T14:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T14:35:19.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Strangers...</title><content type='html'>Strangers meet, face to face, standing cheek to cheek, smell of each other, leaving both to wonder, both disappearing into the night, with no words spoken, only exchanges of faces in the dim light, who was that one, where did they come from, how could we have so much fun, with no words spoken, now the night is done, how could this be, how can I not have a name to put with this face I seen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109821091904734839?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109821091904734839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109821091904734839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821091904734839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821091904734839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/strangers.html' title='Strangers...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-109821088968730360</id><published>2004-10-19T14:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T14:34:49.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing...</title><content type='html'>Standing by, watching the time, looking up in the sky, asking my self why, wondering if I'll ever say good bye, looking at myself in the mirror, seeing a reflection of someone I never knew existed, never knowing that I turned in the wrong direction, back on the right road again, only helped by myself, standing alone on this darkly lit road, coming up to another turn, asking myself, now which way do I go?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109821088968730360?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109821088968730360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109821088968730360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821088968730360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821088968730360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/standing.html' title='Standing...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-109821086803810428</id><published>2004-10-19T14:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T14:34:28.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings...</title><content type='html'>Who would have ever thought, thought that life would ever come out like this, can't say that this life is a miss, my life has never been as good as this, wondering where I've been, wondering why now, why not way back when, but there's nothing that can compare to now, living close to the edge but not falling down, lifted up, by your gracious touch, never feeling like I've lost so much, the one has completely broken my love, it feels like it was never really there, cause now I feel like I never really cared, no more crying tears, just garbled words, written on this website here,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109821086803810428?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109821086803810428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109821086803810428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821086803810428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821086803810428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/feelings.html' title='Feelings...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-109821084594705669</id><published>2004-10-19T14:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T14:34:05.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfection...</title><content type='html'>Perfection is just another perception, a perception that fits what your world believes is correct, for something that's corrected has already been created, only changed to what other people needs seem to be, but beliefs is just one persons needs, is what you believe, something that fits someone elses needs,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you know that people aren't born to love a specific person or thing, they grow to love things a specific way, we grow and change every day, live life and stumble along the way, hoping that one day we're caught by somebody that feels the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109821084594705669?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109821084594705669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109821084594705669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821084594705669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821084594705669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/perfection.html' title='Perfection...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-109821080910436189</id><published>2004-10-19T14:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T14:33:29.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Emptiness...</title><content type='html'>Stunned by the touch, so soft and smooth, nothing left but being breathless once more, nothing left but another chance, a chance that feels like it'll never happen again, you fill something that's been missing in me, but what's missing is always ripped back away from me, left with another empty heart again, so empty I believe, I'm starving once more, filled only by your touch, filled by the voice on the other end, so I wish that you'd only be mine,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109821080910436189?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109821080910436189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109821080910436189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821080910436189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821080910436189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/emptiness.html' title='Emptiness...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-109821077715133046</id><published>2004-10-19T14:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T14:32:57.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonesome...</title><content type='html'>So lost, so lonely, no one to hold me, trying to grab what I can't have, wish that some nights would just never end, maybe if I could just stop the world from this spin, if I could just hold the time, hold a moment forever, if only I could have this girl, this girl that'd make my world, but somethings are just so far outta reach, just like me, so far out of this world that no one can have me, I'll show this world, show these people that my voice will be heard, even if it means by not speaking a word, the feeling and touch, the voice that my eyes speak, but even then I'll feel so weak, cause I'll be standing alone on my own feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109821077715133046?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109821077715133046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109821077715133046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821077715133046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821077715133046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/lonesome.html' title='Lonesome...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-109821056618688812</id><published>2004-10-19T14:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T14:29:26.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to unwind...</title><content type='html'>As time ticks by, every second feels like a life time, an eternity for the second hand to move, I couldn't ever imagine losing you, from this lifetime to the next, I know what we have is for the best, even if what we have is put to rest, you'll be in my heart until the end, with so many hopes and dreams, our lives are so much different now, than they have ever been, your what I strive for, what I would die for, what every man wishes they could have for sure, these words that I write right now, are more than words, it's how my heart feels,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109821056618688812?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109821056618688812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109821056618688812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821056618688812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821056618688812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/time-to-unwind.html' title='Time to unwind...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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-8791303.post-109821045856546238</id><published>2004-10-19T14:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T14:27:38.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling through life...</title><content type='html'>The road we travel may be long but our lives are just a winding path, with hills and valleys for us to pass. The world still turns, my heart still burns, for that day we'll be together again real soon. We don't have to say much, only one look. You see in my eyes that I sit patiently and look, with every passing day the anticipation grows, it starts by fate, drawn to a person like moths to a flame, as the power between you grows stronger and stronger, a spark is created, that creates a fire, a fire that is fueled by a desire, a desire to be loved and wanted, as you both rise on the same level, love is nothing but adding fuel to each others fire, with passion and trust, lives grow stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791303-109821045856546238?l=digitalm355.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/feeds/109821045856546238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791303&amp;postID=109821045856546238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821045856546238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791303/posts/default/109821045856546238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalm355.blogspot.com/2004/10/traveling-through-life.html' title='Traveling through life...'/><author><name>Digital Mess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05596660247047396832</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>
