<?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-2240434685377611113</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:36:56.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not perfect person</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebe-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2240434685377611113/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebe-loves.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BEBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999117085611444773</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>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240434685377611113.post-3809442359815144527</id><published>2010-08-25T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T14:02:04.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you for your everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GCyShFatfs/THWBrXNs0lI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vC7_tXn7Zhw/s1600/090909_picnik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GCyShFatfs/THWBrXNs0lI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vC7_tXn7Zhw/s320/090909_picnik.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just view your facebook &amp;amp; realize that you had deleted your account . And i go to your other account &amp;amp; realize that you put yourself under the status of "single" , I 've then realize that you have choose a seperate way with me . I don't know why i will feel so heartache , a pain that i'd lost long ago . And i actually found out that i'm in love with you . I always thought that i'm still in love with Justin but i had actually put down the relationship i had with him le . I am just living in the past which i don't wish to . I am trying hard to change and i know i love you , but i just don't know what should i do . I feel that i'm just a burden to you . Currently , i am just so helpless . As you know , we have a different character &amp;amp; that's led us to several quarrels . I know you always give in to me &amp;amp; you put your whole heart to this relationship , but i really feel that i have lost confident in myself to keep you by myside . I'm really thankful for everything that you've done for me . I really appreciate it . . Darling , iloveyou . If this will make you happy , i'm willing to let go . I'm sorry , pardon me for my selfishness .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2240434685377611113-3809442359815144527?l=bebe-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebe-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/3809442359815144527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bebe-loves.blogspot.com/2010/08/thank-you-for-your-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2240434685377611113/posts/default/3809442359815144527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2240434685377611113/posts/default/3809442359815144527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebe-loves.blogspot.com/2010/08/thank-you-for-your-everything.html' title='Thank you for your everything'/><author><name>BEBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999117085611444773</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0GCyShFatfs/THWBrXNs0lI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vC7_tXn7Zhw/s72-c/090909_picnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240434685377611113.post-8444528670578695011</id><published>2010-08-25T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T12:26:28.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have gain back my freedom , but that's nothing to me .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0GCyShFatfs/THVKNZ-KCjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NCSOOJRJMv8/s1600/picture.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0GCyShFatfs/THVKNZ-KCjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NCSOOJRJMv8/s320/picture.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;04 August 2010 is the day i am release from prison . I should be happy that i've gain back all the freedom that i long to have . But surprisingly i am not happy . I realize that things around me had all changed without me realizing it . It had been two years ever since i step back to my own house &amp;amp; room . It's kinda weird feeling that i have never feel before . My family &amp;amp; I had drift apart , and that's what i do not wish to see . . Few of my friends told me that it is normal to have all this feeling . But i know things really changed , &amp;amp; no matter how hard i try to pull us nearer we can never be like before . One of the heartbreaking thing is my younger brother . He had changed drastically . He is no longer the person i knew two years back . In his mind now is all about violent &amp;amp; girlfriend ! He do not know what is kinship . When i'm in prison , the biggest burden is used to be my brother , but now i see him turned into bad astray and yet i could do nothing . It's never fail to break my heart . I love and care so much for him &amp;amp; yet he used violent on me . . From that day on , i asked myself do i really belong to this house ?. My ex-boyfriend used to use violent on me , and that led me to hate guys . And now my brother is doing the same thing , and it make me hard to accept guys back . I just can't move on . I know my brother do not wish me to turn back straight , but i am not not going to u-turn to my past . My brother is a gangster &amp;amp; my parents break into my privacy &amp;amp; even threw away most of my important stuff . I do not know when then they can understand that i am already a grown up . The problems in me is impossible to solve . I tried to talk to my friends about it , but i just can't let myself feel better . Even my current girlfriend do not understand me . Please tell me what can i do ?. I do not wish to break any one heart , but it's seem to be no matter what i do will be not good enough for them . My parent always say that i did not changed . But who know how hard i tried . I know that i am not as perfect as others but i am trying . . I wanted to please everyone but it ended up hurting myself . I'm smiling outside , but i am bleeding inside . My family have financial problems , and i didn't even dare to go out of my house . Because i do not wish to take a single cents from them . I hate myself for being so useless , to pick up the habit of smoking back . Because i already don't have the money to smoke yet i still go and do so . That day , i went to orchard i nearly faint because i do not wish to waste any money on food . I rather take my last ten bucks to buy my ciggrattes . I know i am very pathetic right ?. Nobody know how hard i going through . I'm trying to be strong . But i just can't accept the things i'm going through now , May god tell me what should i do , please .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2240434685377611113-8444528670578695011?l=bebe-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebe-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/8444528670578695011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bebe-loves.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-gain-back-my-freedom-but-thats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2240434685377611113/posts/default/8444528670578695011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2240434685377611113/posts/default/8444528670578695011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebe-loves.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-gain-back-my-freedom-but-thats.html' title='I have gain back my freedom , but that&apos;s nothing to me .'/><author><name>BEBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999117085611444773</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/_0GCyShFatfs/THVKNZ-KCjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NCSOOJRJMv8/s72-c/picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
