<?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-3313012871772124287</id><updated>2012-02-10T11:49:29.988+05:00</updated><category term='DevilAngel'/><title type='text'>Devil Angel</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-461558329936072536</id><published>2009-06-09T19:25:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T19:29:22.585+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eheeh havent updated Long tym dhw...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hi peepzz.. I wasnt at a mood to blog.. but today i thought to do it so... Umm Guess What?? I am in india doing a diploma in multimedia.. Kewl huh.. Anyways i will try ma best to post some stuffs here as usual.. Gottto go now.. Cya Later... =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-461558329936072536?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/461558329936072536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=461558329936072536' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/461558329936072536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/461558329936072536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/eheeh-havent-updated-long-tym-dhw.html' title='Eheeh havent updated Long tym dhw...'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-2470065454531309423</id><published>2008-07-15T12:01:00.003+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:06.802+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DevilAngel'/><title type='text'>Its All Because of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SHxOSFgszII/AAAAAAAAAIM/SVLyqbw4L5Q/s1600-h/boy01%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223135740466875522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SHxOSFgszII/AAAAAAAAAIM/SVLyqbw4L5Q/s400/boy01%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Its all because of you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm never sad and blue,&lt;br /&gt;You've brightened up my day's&lt;br /&gt;In your own special way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I get you to understand,&lt;br /&gt;That I love you more than I can,&lt;br /&gt;How can I get you to see,&lt;br /&gt;Your the only one for me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all because of you,&lt;br /&gt;My dreams came true,&lt;br /&gt;Your everything I've wished for,&lt;br /&gt;and I could never wish for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant describe how much I care,&lt;br /&gt;But when you need me I will be there,&lt;br /&gt;To wipe your tears when you are sad,&lt;br /&gt;To make you happy when you are mad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is as special as you are to me,&lt;br /&gt;Now I hope you are beginning to see,&lt;br /&gt;Just how much I care for you,&lt;br /&gt;And all my feeling will always be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-2470065454531309423?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2470065454531309423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=2470065454531309423' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/2470065454531309423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/2470065454531309423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-all-because-of-you.html' title='Its All Because of You'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SHxOSFgszII/AAAAAAAAAIM/SVLyqbw4L5Q/s72-c/boy01%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-8004291207915451056</id><published>2008-06-26T17:04:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:07.098+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DevilAngel'/><title type='text'>Some Updates About Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SGOJ_pw_49I/AAAAAAAAAHc/S3NwipSLBHo/s1600-h/8138couples-2%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216164520061297618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SGOJ_pw_49I/AAAAAAAAAHc/S3NwipSLBHo/s400/8138couples-2%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey guys.. its been long time i havent update something about me dho....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hehehe By the way i am in a relationship this month 10th...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kinda i am really suprised about this relationship...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cause i gave him an answer so soon when he proposed me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyways i hope this relationship last forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please friends ...Just give me some comments that how i can build this relationship strong....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So pals.. I am leavin hoping that you guys give some comments...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Catch Ya later.. Taata bi Ummeeexxxxxxxxxxx....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-8004291207915451056?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8004291207915451056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=8004291207915451056' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/8004291207915451056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/8004291207915451056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2008/06/some-updates-about-me.html' title='Some Updates About Me...'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SGOJ_pw_49I/AAAAAAAAAHc/S3NwipSLBHo/s72-c/8138couples-2%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-4348691588298865463</id><published>2008-06-03T09:58:00.005+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:07.300+05:00</updated><title type='text'>A very Touching Poem By a friend of mine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SEZ6CthCm0I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FzKa3OEPIDA/s1600-h/36517_logo%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207984206097062722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SEZ6CthCm0I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FzKa3OEPIDA/s400/36517_logo%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your words have faded,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My hopes have ended,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You may love to fool me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You may enjoy ingnoring me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I thought i've got the love i needed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But now it seems i've fallen too deep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Those happiness &amp;amp; joy so difficult to forget,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Your meaningful love impossible to forgive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This is poem is written by a friend of mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He gave me this to post in ma blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Wish him all the best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And thanks for giving me such a lovely and touching poem to Post.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-4348691588298865463?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4348691588298865463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=4348691588298865463' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/4348691588298865463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/4348691588298865463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2008/06/very-touching-poem-by-friend-of-mine.html' title='A very Touching Poem By a friend of mine...'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SEZ6CthCm0I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FzKa3OEPIDA/s72-c/36517_logo%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-4628589947223319283</id><published>2008-05-08T14:56:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:07.716+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DevilAngel'/><title type='text'>A Hurting Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLPdh4HEVI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6GKn6KA3-U0/s1600-h/LoveHurts-diane-candyass%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197945026155843922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLPdh4HEVI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6GKn6KA3-U0/s400/LoveHurts-diane-candyass%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tears are falling from my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;as I sit and cry at night.&lt;br /&gt;blood is dripping from my heart,&lt;br /&gt;as I try to write.&lt;br /&gt;I have so much pain,&lt;br /&gt;I'm hurt a lot,&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain all this,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;no one understands,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to start&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know where to end.&lt;br /&gt;love hurts so much,&lt;br /&gt;like a thousand stabbing knives,&lt;br /&gt;especially when you have all this pain,&lt;br /&gt;that you wish you could deny.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sore right now,&lt;br /&gt;my heart is racing fast,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could forget all this,&lt;br /&gt;and leave it in the past.&lt;br /&gt;but there will always be a memory,&lt;br /&gt;a memory of us both,&lt;br /&gt;how we both loved each other,&lt;br /&gt;and in my heart I'll hold.&lt;br /&gt;I will always hold this memory&lt;br /&gt;even though you won't care,&lt;br /&gt;and the scar you left in my heart&lt;br /&gt;will always be there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-4628589947223319283?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4628589947223319283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=4628589947223319283' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/4628589947223319283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/4628589947223319283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2008/05/hurting-letter.html' title='A Hurting Letter'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLPdh4HEVI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6GKn6KA3-U0/s72-c/LoveHurts-diane-candyass%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-1993853473494519270</id><published>2008-04-30T10:52:00.005+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:07.893+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DevilAngel'/><title type='text'>Getting Over A Break-Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SBgMcKi0KqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/K6EsmdaHoeA/s1600-h/T_brokenHeart1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194915848178117282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="192" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SBgMcKi0KqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/K6EsmdaHoeA/s400/T_brokenHeart1.gif" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;If you've just had a break-up and are feeling down, you're not alone. Just about everyone experiences a break-up at sometime, and many then have to deal with heartbreak — a wave of grief, anger, confusion, low self-esteem, and maybe even jealousy all at once. Millions of poems and songs have been written about having a broken heart and wars have even been fought because of heartbreak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;What Exactly Is Heartbreak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Lots of things can cause heartbreak. Some people might have had a romantic relationship that ended before they were ready. Others might have strong feelings for someone who doesn't feel the same way. Or maybe a person feels sad or angry when a close friend ends or abandons the friendship. Although the causes may be different, the feeling of loss is the same — whether it's the loss of something real or the loss of something you only hoped for. People describe heartbreak as a feeling of heaviness, emptiness, and sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How Can I Deal With How I Feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Most people will tell you you'll get over it or you'll meet someone else, but when it's happening to you, it can feel like no one else in the world has ever felt the same way. If you're experiencing these feelings, there are things you can do to lessen the pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Here are some tips that might help:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Share your feelings.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Some people find that sharing their feelings with someone they trust — someone who recognizes what they're going through — helps them feel better. That could mean talking over all the things you feel, even having a good cry on the shoulder of a comforting friend or family member. Others find they heal better if they hang out and do the things they normally enjoy, like seeing a movie or going to a concert, to take their minds off the hurt. If you feel like someone can't relate to what you're going through or is dismissive of your feelings, find someone more sympathetic to talk to. (OK, we know that sharing feelings can be tough for guys, but you don't necessarily have to tell the football team or your wrestling coach what you're going through. Talk with a friend or family member, a teacher, or counselor. It might make you more comfortable if you find a female family member or friend, like an older sister or a neighbor, to talk to.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Remember what's good about you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;This one is really important. Sometimes people with broken hearts start to blame themselves for what's happened. They may be really down on themselves, exaggerating their faults as though they did something to deserve the unhappiness they're experiencing. If you find this happening to you, nip it in the bud! Remind yourself of your good qualities, and if you can't think of them because your broken heart is clouding your view, get your friends to remind you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Take good care of yourself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;A broken heart can be very stressful so don't let the rest of your body get broken too. Get lots of sleep, eat healthy foods, and exercise regularly to minimize stress and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/your_mind/mental_health/depression.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;depression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt; and give your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/question/emotions/self_esteem.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;self-esteem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt; a boost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't be afraid to cry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Going through a break-up can be really tough, and getting some of those raw emotions out can be a big help. We know this is another tough one for guys, but there's no shame in crying now and then. No one has to see you do it — you don't have to start blubbering in class or at soccer practice or anything. Just a find a place where you can be alone, like crying into your pillow at night or in the shower when you're getting ready for the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do the things you normally enjoy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Whether it's seeing a movie or going to a concert, do something fun to take your mind off the negative feelings for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keep yourself busy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sometimes this is difficult when you're coping with sadness and grief, but it really helps. This is a great time to redecorate your room or try a new hobby. That doesn't mean you shouldn't think about what happened — working things through in our minds is all part of the healing process — it just means you should focus on other things too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give your self time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;It takes time for sadness to go away. Almost everyone thinks they won't feel normal again, but the human spirit is amazing — and the heartbreak almost always heals after a while. But how long will that take? That depends on what caused your heartbreak, how you deal with loss, and how quickly you tend to bounce back from things. Getting over a break-up can take a couple of days to many weeks — and sometimes even months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Some people feel that nothing will make them happy again and resort to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/drug_alcohol/alcohol/alcohol.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;alcohol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/drug_alcohol/drugs/know_about_drugs.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;drugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;. Others feel angry and want to hurt themselves or someone else. People who drink, do drugs, or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/your_mind/mental_health/cutting.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;cut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt; themselves to escape from the reality of a loss may think they are numbing their pain, but the feeling is only temporary. They're not really dealing with the pain, only masking it, which makes all their feelings build up inside and prolongs the sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sometimes the sadness is so deep — or lasts so long — that a person may need some extra support. For someone who isn't starting to feel better after a few weeks or who continues to feel depressed, talking to a counselor or therapist can be very helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So be patient with yourself, and let the healing begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Reviewed by: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/parent/misc/reviewers.html#p"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Jennifer Shroff Pendley, PhD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Date reviewed: November 2007Originally reviewed by: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/parent/misc/reviewers.html#c"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ken L. Cheyne, MD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-1993853473494519270?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1993853473494519270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=1993853473494519270' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/1993853473494519270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/1993853473494519270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-youve-just-had-break-up-and-are.html' title='Getting Over A Break-Up'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SBgMcKi0KqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/K6EsmdaHoeA/s72-c/T_brokenHeart1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-801802481764474539</id><published>2008-04-21T17:00:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:08.004+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DevilAngel'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SAyC8L5rqrI/AAAAAAAAAG0/7GtW1wqqxhQ/s1600-h/Love%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191668440949828274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SAyC8L5rqrI/AAAAAAAAAG0/7GtW1wqqxhQ/s400/Love%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is like the wind. You cannot see it but you can always feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out who you are and do it on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all comes down to who's by your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a risk. Dare to move. Love is a leap of faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more to attraction than meets the eye. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-801802481764474539?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/801802481764474539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=801802481764474539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/801802481764474539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/801802481764474539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-is-like-wind.html' title=''/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SAyC8L5rqrI/AAAAAAAAAG0/7GtW1wqqxhQ/s72-c/Love%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-1834050088311055082</id><published>2008-04-10T11:13:00.005+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:08.128+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DevilAngel'/><title type='text'>Why Am I So Sad???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R_2zPtBRhJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/eRZM0Xza0no/s1600-h/sosad1%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187499428165026962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 411px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="197" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R_2zPtBRhJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/eRZM0Xza0no/s400/sosad1%5B1%5D.gif" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Feeling down? Got the blues? You're not alone. Everyone gets sad. Yes, everyone you've ever met. Some people have sad feelings just once in a while, and others may have sad feelings pretty often. More than half of teenagers go through a sad period at least once a month and plenty of younger kids do, too.&lt;br /&gt;When you're in a sad mood, it may feel like it will last forever, but usually feelings of sadness don't last very long — a few hours or maybe a day or two. A deeper, more intense kind of sadness that lasts a lot longer is called depression (say: dih-preh-shun).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Is Sadness?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness is a feeling — it's one of the many normal human emotions, or moods, we all have. Sadness is the emotion people feel when they've lost something important, or when they have been disappointed about something, or when something sad has happened to them or to someone else. When they're lonely, people often feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're sad, the world may seem dark and unfriendly. You might feel like you have nothing to look forward to. The hurt deep inside may crush your usually good mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness makes you feel like crying, and sometimes the tears are hard to stop. Crying often makes you feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when your mood is sad, you just feel like being alone for a little while. Or you might want someone to comfort you or just keep you company while you go through the sad feeling. Talking about what has made you sad usually helps the sad feeling melt away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When sadness starts to go away, it can feel like a heavy blanket is being lifted from your shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When Is It Natural to Feel Sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling sad every once in a while is natural. Maybe you didn't get something you really wanted. Maybe you miss somebody. Maybe somebody you really like doesn't want to be friends, and you don't feel so great about yourself. Maybe an illness or condition gets in the way of doing some things you want to do or makes you different from your friends. There are lots of reasons that people feel sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, sadness is because of a loss or separation, a difficult change or disappointment about something, or relationship problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loss and Separation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This is the most common cause of sadness. It's a very sad thing to lose someone or something that you care about. There are many kinds of loss. The death of a relative, friend, or pet can bring weeks or months of sad feelings. The kind of sadness you feel from the death of a loved one has a special name — grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other kinds of loss or separation from important people can also bring sadness, like people close to you getting a divorce. Sometimes it is hard to think straight because you cannot get your mind off your loss. Usually, the load of sadness you carry after a loss will lighten over time, although for a really big loss, there may always be a little bit of sadness left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Changes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Changes that involve leaving something (or someone) behind, like moving to a new town or changing schools and leaving old friends can make you feel sad, too. The arrival of a new brother or sister may make you feel sad even though everyone thinks you should be happy to have a new sibling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disappointments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Disappointments like losing a game you hoped to win, getting a poor grade, or not being invited to a party can cause sadness. Sadness is a natural reaction to those things. How sad a person feels is usually related to how big or small the loss or disappointment is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Relationships bring happiness and fun much of the time. But tension or conflict in important relationships, or relationships that break up, can cause sadness, too. Many kids fight with family members, especially their parents, in the struggle to grow up and gain independence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People often feel sad when all is not right between them and their loved ones, or when they get criticized or yelled at a lot. They fight about things like money, clothing, haircuts, school, and friends. In school, problems with teachers and grades may cause some sadness as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More Stuff That Makes Kids Sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Other kids, both friends and enemies, can cause hurt feelings and sadness through fighting, teasing, peer pressure, not giving you support, or leaving you out of group activities. Feeling misunderstood by people close to you can lead to feelings of sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes with sadness, there are other feelings mixed in, too. When you're sad, you might also feel angry or guilty. You might feel like blaming others or blaming yourself. Some kids mistakenly think that sad events like death, illness, or divorce are all their fault — but this isn't true. Kids don't cause these things to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When Is Sadness a Problem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If a sad feeling goes on for too long, hurts too deeply, and makes it hard for you to enjoy the good things about your life, it's called depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the signs and symptoms of depression:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-feeling empty or numb&lt;br /&gt;-feeling hopeless (like there's nothing to look forward to)&lt;br /&gt;-feeling guilty or worthless&lt;br /&gt;-feeling lonely or unloved&lt;br /&gt;-feeling irritable and annoyed a lot (every little thing gets on your nerves)&lt;br /&gt;-feeling like things are not fun anymore&lt;br /&gt;-having trouble keeping your mind on schoolwork or homework or getting bad grades &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-having trouble keeping your mind on things like reading or watching TV or not remembering what a book or a TV show was about having less energy and feeling tired all the time&lt;br /&gt;-sleeping too much or not enough&lt;br /&gt;-not eating enough and weight loss or eating too much and weight gain&lt;br /&gt;-thinking about death or thinking about suicide&lt;br /&gt;-spending less time with friends and more time alone&lt;br /&gt;-crying a lot, often for no reason&lt;br /&gt;-feeling restless (being unable to sit still or relax)&lt;br /&gt;-having certain body feelings, like lots of stomachaches, headaches, or chest pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;People who have depression may not even know it. Often it's a parent or teacher who notices behavior changes like the ones in the list above. Depression can run in families. Having a parent who gets depressed makes it more likely for a kid to become depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some kids have depression after the loss of someone really close, such as a parent; long-lasting problems at home, including violence, illness, divorce, or alcohol or drug use; child abuse or neglect; rape; and long-term illness, burns, or accidents. But sometimes kids may be depressed for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Getting Help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kids, teens, and adults can get depression. It's very important for people of any age who have depression to get help. When they do, they can get better quickly. Sometimes treatment involves talking to someone who knows all about depression. Sometimes medications can help depression heal. Sometimes both of these things are used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you have depression or you just have sadness that simply will not go away, it is important to talk to an adult about it: a parent, relative, doctor, teacher, guidance counselor, coach, or close adult friend. This person can help you find the right type of treatment. Many cities also have mental health hotlines or suicide hotlines that are listed in the phone book. There is always somebody to talk to when you are sad or if you are depressed — somebody who can help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviewed by: David V. Sheslow, PhD&lt;br /&gt;Date reviewed: November 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-1834050088311055082?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1834050088311055082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=1834050088311055082' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/1834050088311055082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/1834050088311055082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2008/04/feeling-down-got-blues-youre-not-alone.html' title='Why Am I So Sad???'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R_2zPtBRhJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/eRZM0Xza0no/s72-c/sosad1%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-7928278115069840511</id><published>2008-04-02T12:38:00.004+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:08.363+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooops sorry i Couldnt Update My blogger....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R_M-k6pr_FI/AAAAAAAAAGk/YchNhWxjWfM/s1600-h/goodlife-logo_160%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184556399973891154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="226" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R_M-k6pr_FI/AAAAAAAAAGk/YchNhWxjWfM/s400/goodlife-logo_160%5B1%5D.gif" width="196" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey Guys sorry i couldnt update my blogger on April first ehehe....... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was sick and couldnt come to ma office.. thats why i couldnt update it.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont have internet at ma home....Damn that sux dho...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ehehehe soooon i am gonna have internet...and that will be kewl..... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And by the way this is a lucky month for me........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause ma sweetest cousin and sissy coming back to male'..... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am waiting for them to come....and we will have lots of fun that i cant even imagine..ehehehe...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyways bi tc cya all.... and if you have any comments about this blog.. dont hesitate to tell me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your ideas are just welcome for this blog... So i hope you will comment me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lifes good........share it... ehehehe........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-7928278115069840511?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7928278115069840511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=7928278115069840511' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/7928278115069840511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/7928278115069840511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2008/04/ooops-sorry-i-couldnt-update-my-blogger.html' title='Ooops sorry i Couldnt Update My blogger....'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R_M-k6pr_FI/AAAAAAAAAGk/YchNhWxjWfM/s72-c/goodlife-logo_160%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-7521385445724225148</id><published>2008-03-31T10:11:00.003+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:08.517+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DevilAngel'/><title type='text'>Hey Me back....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R_CQfKpr_EI/AAAAAAAAAGc/oBUKPOosFpg/s1600-h/love_hurts%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183802036212988994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R_CQfKpr_EI/AAAAAAAAAGc/oBUKPOosFpg/s400/love_hurts%5B4%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey guys... sorry for not updating my blog for a few weeks...&lt;br /&gt;hehehe anyways i was so damn busy with my office and and with my life.......&lt;br /&gt;Actually i was in a deep depression.. cause some people is hurtin me purposely....&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm what i mean is the one we love always will hurt us without a reason.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cause of that i was not in a mood to post anything and sometime i think i have to stop this blogging... i mean i dont want to do anything at all...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAMN IT SUXXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;... and specailly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIFE SUXXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;They have so much special people.. blah blah... Its quite unhumanity if they hurt us purposely without a damn good reason...&lt;br /&gt;This life is fucking boring... its better to be not born to this unfair world....&lt;br /&gt;hehehe anyways i dont wanna talk about this... i just wanna say one thing cause some people ah hun nany &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THIMAAA AH THIMAA FENIFA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;... eh kahala meehun dhuvahaku ves rangalheh nuvaaane... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hmmm i have to beg all the time...abadhu aadheys kuran ves hama jehenyy angel ah... is that fair....Some people are not just humans... insaanunge sifaiga huri hama janavaarun....&lt;br /&gt;I am giving you guys an advice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STAY AWAY FROM THOSE DAMN FUCKING PEOPLE&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;cause they are the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; LOOSERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; in the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;One thing more... never love a person who have much special&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;... that will make you craxyyy.. trust me... i have well experienced it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And one thing i want to say him is ... i am not afraid of anyone except ma god... and i am not afraid of death tooo....... And he cant hurt me anymore.....So dont try to tell me what to do???I can still bear all the painss.... cause you never loved me truely... and thas for sure..........And loabi nuvaa meehakah gos hus vefa hurumakyy hama beykaaru kameh.....Eyah vureh maa rangalhu meehun ves libi dhaane... adhi meehun maale akun hus vee ehky eh noon...but he thinks that i cant get a good person... and he thinks that i will return back to him.....So i am saying this to him that i will &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;NEVER RETURN BACK TO YOU... NEVER IN MA LIFE&lt;/span&gt;...And i will give an advice to all ma friends... just dont trust your lover more than yourself.. cause later it will hurt you....So tc bi bi love you all ma friends... and do wish me luck in ma life............. So cya soon guyss....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE REWARD OF MY LOVE IS JUST TEARS AND PAINSS..... NOTHING ELSE.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-7521385445724225148?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7521385445724225148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=7521385445724225148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/7521385445724225148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/7521385445724225148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-me-back.html' title='Hey Me back....'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R_CQfKpr_EI/AAAAAAAAAGc/oBUKPOosFpg/s72-c/love_hurts%5B4%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-3675070843446772288</id><published>2008-03-28T01:22:00.005+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:08.738+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DevilAngel'/><title type='text'>Happy birth day naxaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R-wENqpr_BI/AAAAAAAAAGA/qGnVLtiLF9U/s1600-h/Cake_by_Xingz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182521904030546962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R-wENqpr_BI/AAAAAAAAAGA/qGnVLtiLF9U/s400/Cake_by_Xingz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#cc0000;" &gt;Happy birthday Naxaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#cc0000;" &gt;Many happy returns of the day ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wish you all the best i your life unlike me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You are a very lucky person cause you got a caring nice husband....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ehhehe i hope your life will be brighter than mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I hope you will be enjoying this day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Come back soon naxaaa.. Have to share you something important.... ehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NAXAA....ONCE AGAIN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-3675070843446772288?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3675070843446772288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=3675070843446772288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/3675070843446772288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/3675070843446772288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birth-day-naxaa.html' title='Happy birth day naxaa'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R-wENqpr_BI/AAAAAAAAAGA/qGnVLtiLF9U/s72-c/Cake_by_Xingz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-7049902163160564399</id><published>2008-03-12T17:36:00.003+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:08.892+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Break Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R9fQWDmcq3I/AAAAAAAAAFk/5xKuErVxukU/s1600-h/n752755618_556504_5597%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176835374027942770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="158" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R9fQWDmcq3I/AAAAAAAAAFk/5xKuErVxukU/s400/n752755618_556504_5597%5B1%5D.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, now what do I do?&lt;br /&gt;Breathing's impossible without you.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, why did you go?&lt;br /&gt;You dangled my heart over a precipice and dropped it down below...&lt;br /&gt;You let it fly...&lt;br /&gt;This is goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you leave?&lt;br /&gt;Why haven't you left?&lt;br /&gt;Why did you kiss me when you were so out of breath?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do?&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're gone?&lt;br /&gt;Got nothing to do but sing this heartbreak song...&lt;br /&gt;Again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, can't sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;Now tears are the only thing I fight.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, can't fall out of love.&lt;br /&gt;It's still those perfect eyes i'm dreaming of.&lt;br /&gt;And now I cry...&lt;br /&gt;Can't say goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you leave?&lt;br /&gt;Why haven't you left?&lt;br /&gt;Why did you kiss me when you were so out of breath?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do?&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're gone?&lt;br /&gt;Got nothing to do but sing this heartbreak song...&lt;br /&gt;Again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one I see,&lt;br /&gt;When I close my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever think of me?&lt;br /&gt;Now all i'm left with is lies.&lt;br /&gt;(All i'm left with is lies. Oh, oh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you leave?&lt;br /&gt;Why haven't you left?&lt;br /&gt;Why did you kiss me when you were so out of breath?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do?&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're gone?&lt;br /&gt;Got nothing to do but sing this heartbreak song...&lt;br /&gt;Again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;Again...&lt;br /&gt;Can't say goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;Again...&lt;br /&gt;Won't say goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;Again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(copyright 2008 by Caitlyn!!! No illegal distribution or reproduction!!! All rights reserved!!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-7049902163160564399?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7049902163160564399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=7049902163160564399' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/7049902163160564399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/7049902163160564399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2008/03/heart-break-song.html' title='Heart Break Song'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R9fQWDmcq3I/AAAAAAAAAFk/5xKuErVxukU/s72-c/n752755618_556504_5597%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-1741019718098246684</id><published>2008-03-12T17:00:00.003+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:09.073+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged By Freespirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R9fK-zmcq2I/AAAAAAAAAFc/Wokt-4u92K8/s1600-h/tagged_1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176829477037845346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R9fK-zmcq2I/AAAAAAAAAFc/Wokt-4u92K8/s400/tagged_1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ι'νє вєєη тαggє∂ ву ƒяєєšριяιт.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;α αναιℓαвℓє? ησρє&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;в вєšт ƒяιєη∂? му мσм, ηαχαα αη∂ мαℓσσ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¢ ¢αкє σя ριє? ¢αкє&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;∂ ∂яιηк σƒ ¢нσι¢є - ¢σкє&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;є єššєηтιαℓ тнιηg υšє∂ єνєяу∂αу - му мσвιℓє ρнσηє&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ƒ ƒανσяιтє ¢σℓσυя - вℓα¢к αη∂ яє∂ вυт šρє¢ιαℓℓу αℓℓ вℓα¢к.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g gυммι вєαяš σя ωσямš? ωσямš&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;н нσмєтσωη - мαℓє'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ι ιη∂υℓgєη¢є - ρнσηє&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;נ נαηυαяу σя ƒєвяυαяу? σвνισυšℓу נαηυαяу&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;к кι∂š αη∂ ηαмєš - ησηє&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ℓ ℓιƒє - šυχ !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;м мαяяιαgє ∂αтє - ηєνєя тнιηк αвσυт ιт уєт...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;η ηυмвєя σƒ šιвℓιηgš - 2 уσυηgєя šιšтєяš αη∂ σηє уσυηgєя вяσ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;σ σяαηgєš σя αρρℓєš? σяαηgєš&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ρ ρнσвιαš? šηαкєš...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q qυσтє - " ƒαкє šмιℓєš ¢αη нσℓ∂ тєαяš šσ ℓσηg... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;я яєαšση тσ šмιℓє - נυšт тσ нι∂є тнє š¢αяš σƒ мα нєαят...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;š šєαšση - ¢σℓ∂ яαιηу αη∂ ωιη∂у&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;т тαg тняєє ρєσρℓє - υн.. ∂нιкιηg, ∂єυηнσℓуgυу &amp;amp; נυšт σηє χιвяαα&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;υ υηкησωη ƒα¢т αвσυт мє - ιтš נυšт α šє¢яєт...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ν νєgєтαвℓє уσυ ∂σ ησт ℓιкє - ι нαтє αℓℓ νєgєтαвℓєš&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ω ωσяšт нαвιт - ¢яуιηg му šєℓƒ ωнσℓє ∂αу...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;χ χ-яαуš уσυ нανє нα∂ - ι нανє ηєνєя тαкєη χ - яαуš&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;у уσυя ƒανσяιтє ƒσσ∂ - ησσ∂ℓєš, ραšтα, αη∂ ριzzα&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z zσ∂ια¢ - ¢αρяι¢σяη&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ησω ιтš υя тυяη ∂нιкιηg, ∂єυηнσℓуgυу &amp;amp; נυšт σηє χιвяαα....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-1741019718098246684?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1741019718098246684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=1741019718098246684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/1741019718098246684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/1741019718098246684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2008/03/tagged-by-freespirit.html' title='Tagged By Freespirit'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R9fK-zmcq2I/AAAAAAAAAFc/Wokt-4u92K8/s72-c/tagged_1%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-5300454888489317218</id><published>2008-03-09T17:04:00.003+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:09.232+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something About My Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R9PaDzmcq1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/0MCgn5Xi9Yw/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175720155704765266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R9PaDzmcq1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/0MCgn5Xi9Yw/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well its about my life... i just thought to post this in my blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hmmm well i was in a relationship before but not now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were having so many problems and couldnt solve those...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His friends were more special than me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me that he loved me alot, all those time i was believing him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When ever he gets angry with me, he made me cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Tears were not a valuable thing for him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this time i was just bearing all those things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Parents forced me to break up but still i was saying them he will changed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at that time i was wrong, he never changed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i couldnt bear it anymore, and finally i just have to leave him forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just broke up and still wishing he would change all those...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-5300454888489317218?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5300454888489317218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=5300454888489317218' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/5300454888489317218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/5300454888489317218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2008/03/unknowingly-some-people-hurt-us.html' title='Something About My Life...'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R9PaDzmcq1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/0MCgn5Xi9Yw/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-5066776091804511781</id><published>2008-03-02T17:00:00.003+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:09.380+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Invisible Tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R8qYDmmeq8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/bXrx4cbcSTo/s1600-h/ATgAAAD8dRfCLrvMUdtWDuw4TqeqRGzPxgOc5CPqsDgnqLZOIaWx6SOWH7zlE6zbRa4LHvgAVX3kUQRWVW_c4AD_ZB81AJtU9VCQiQhEZg-mRrM8uq_T3G5VKWatAg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173114309657406402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R8qYDmmeq8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/bXrx4cbcSTo/s400/ATgAAAD8dRfCLrvMUdtWDuw4TqeqRGzPxgOc5CPqsDgnqLZOIaWx6SOWH7zlE6zbRa4LHvgAVX3kUQRWVW_c4AD_ZB81AJtU9VCQiQhEZg-mRrM8uq_T3G5VKWatAg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You may not notice,&lt;br /&gt;But I cry,&lt;br /&gt;daily&lt;br /&gt;I cry invisible tears&lt;br /&gt;For you,&lt;br /&gt;for me,&lt;br /&gt;for everyone in this world&lt;br /&gt;Invisble tears of anguish&lt;br /&gt;of hatred&lt;br /&gt;of hope&lt;br /&gt;and of my own self pity.&lt;br /&gt;You may not notice,&lt;br /&gt;But I cry&lt;br /&gt;daily&lt;br /&gt;Because of you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-5066776091804511781?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5066776091804511781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=5066776091804511781' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/5066776091804511781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/5066776091804511781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2008/03/invisible-tears.html' title='Invisible Tears'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R8qYDmmeq8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/bXrx4cbcSTo/s72-c/ATgAAAD8dRfCLrvMUdtWDuw4TqeqRGzPxgOc5CPqsDgnqLZOIaWx6SOWH7zlE6zbRa4LHvgAVX3kUQRWVW_c4AD_ZB81AJtU9VCQiQhEZg-mRrM8uq_T3G5VKWatAg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-7543136822642082318</id><published>2008-02-28T22:45:00.004+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:09.558+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R8b4YcgqFPI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0FbXOeF0qmU/s1600-h/alone.jpg.rZd.167831%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172094320935310578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R8b4YcgqFPI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0FbXOeF0qmU/s400/alone.jpg.rZd.167831%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I remember a time,&lt;br /&gt;So long ago,&lt;br /&gt;When I could smile&lt;br /&gt;From inside,&lt;br /&gt;And every breath&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t hurt,&lt;br /&gt;When I could open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Without dying inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there’s no-one here to hold my hand,&lt;br /&gt;When I’m afraid.&lt;br /&gt;There’s no-one here to wipe away my tears,&lt;br /&gt;When I’m hurt.&lt;br /&gt;There’s no-one here to whisper words of comfort,&lt;br /&gt;When I need you.&lt;br /&gt;Because you’re gone now,&lt;br /&gt;And I am all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a time,&lt;br /&gt;Not so long ago,&lt;br /&gt;When all I had to do&lt;br /&gt;Was reach out,&lt;br /&gt;And you would be there,&lt;br /&gt;Arms open for me,&lt;br /&gt;When I could see a future ahead,&lt;br /&gt;There is no future now that you’re dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there’s no-one here to hold my hand,&lt;br /&gt;When I’m afraid.&lt;br /&gt;There’s no-one here to wipe away my tears,&lt;br /&gt;When I’m hurt.&lt;br /&gt;There’s no-one here to whisper words of comfort,&lt;br /&gt;When I need you.&lt;br /&gt;Because you’re gone now,&lt;br /&gt;And I am all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try so hard to get on with my life, (can’t live without you)&lt;br /&gt;But the memories are too strong, (now you’re gone)&lt;br /&gt;The emptiness I feel inside is slowly killing me,&lt;br /&gt;I miss you all the time. Why did you leave me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m alone in a world of pain and fear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-7543136822642082318?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7543136822642082318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=7543136822642082318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/7543136822642082318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/7543136822642082318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2008/02/alone-now.html' title='Alone Now'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R8b4YcgqFPI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0FbXOeF0qmU/s72-c/alone.jpg.rZd.167831%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-3994996359202107213</id><published>2008-02-28T22:29:00.004+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:09.647+05:00</updated><title type='text'>It Will Never Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R8bxbMgqFOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/5VhCelvrU9I/s1600-h/x1pc_jqddVOWRlj_cogAy84BnneVxvWlYgeoL-i8fhlSEV7Cr7u7G7wvetrpbJicThKTOEuHJEO1YcGW0dcFJlt1BuxEWB7j_niBfmfTSZc_lv-wbtquYlajZE5iJ_kM1fQldn2ZTiK5as%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172086671598556386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R8bxbMgqFOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/5VhCelvrU9I/s400/x1pc_jqddVOWRlj_cogAy84BnneVxvWlYgeoL-i8fhlSEV7Cr7u7G7wvetrpbJicThKTOEuHJEO1YcGW0dcFJlt1BuxEWB7j_niBfmfTSZc_lv-wbtquYlajZE5iJ_kM1fQldn2ZTiK5as%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I break away our gaze&lt;br /&gt;It seemed to last forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget that moment.&lt;br /&gt;The one moment where I was lost in my&lt;br /&gt;world with you.&lt;br /&gt;Where everything wasn't so bad,&lt;br /&gt;Where I could dream and you could be there by my side&lt;br /&gt;dreaming with me.&lt;br /&gt;I quiver from your touch,&lt;br /&gt;and shake from your gaze&lt;br /&gt;My heart beats faster as I stand next to you.&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have to tell myself to breathe,&lt;br /&gt;everytime you speak to me.&lt;br /&gt;Everything you do is perfect,&lt;br /&gt;The perfect time in my life moves so slowly,&lt;br /&gt;and I love it. I wish it could last forever.&lt;br /&gt;Then just like that,&lt;br /&gt;it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I'll ever see you again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn up inside, because I'm always&lt;br /&gt;on my knees for you..&lt;br /&gt;and you don't even know.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-3994996359202107213?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3994996359202107213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=3994996359202107213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/3994996359202107213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/3994996359202107213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-will-never-be.html' title='It Will Never Be'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/R8bxbMgqFOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/5VhCelvrU9I/s72-c/x1pc_jqddVOWRlj_cogAy84BnneVxvWlYgeoL-i8fhlSEV7Cr7u7G7wvetrpbJicThKTOEuHJEO1YcGW0dcFJlt1BuxEWB7j_niBfmfTSZc_lv-wbtquYlajZE5iJ_kM1fQldn2ZTiK5as%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-2380736706174440888</id><published>2007-09-25T20:25:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:09.840+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RvkqYfZH3jI/AAAAAAAAAEs/dld25wmap9Q/s1600-h/fpics_4485206_angel_love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114165452088008242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RvkqYfZH3jI/AAAAAAAAAEs/dld25wmap9Q/s400/fpics_4485206_angel_love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT'S LOVE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Author: Dareen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Love is a thing shared by two&lt;br /&gt;Love is what you feel for me and you&lt;br /&gt;Love is precious when its shared&lt;br /&gt;Love is danger when its dared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love wanders and searches for the one&lt;br /&gt;Love plays and just do it for fun&lt;br /&gt;Love lets you hear love songs to emote&lt;br /&gt;Love lets you make sweet poems &amp;amp; a quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love makes the world go around&lt;br /&gt;Love makes us happy if the one we love&lt;br /&gt;is finally found&lt;br /&gt;Love turns the world upside down&lt;br /&gt;Love cheers us never with a frown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love makes you cry&lt;br /&gt;Love sacrifices and says goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Love has its own reason and time&lt;br /&gt;Love can make someone you love "mine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love makes a person kiss&lt;br /&gt;Love makes a person miss&lt;br /&gt;Love is experienced by all&lt;br /&gt;Love conquers when you fall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-2380736706174440888?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2380736706174440888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=2380736706174440888' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/2380736706174440888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/2380736706174440888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/09/whats-love-author-dareen-love-is-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RvkqYfZH3jI/AAAAAAAAAEs/dld25wmap9Q/s72-c/fpics_4485206_angel_love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-1918509382885695257</id><published>2007-08-12T10:00:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:10.001+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/Rr6brJ_DO2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/qCwPg87ZMKg/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097682993947032418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="333" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/Rr6brJ_DO2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/qCwPg87ZMKg/s400/untitled.bmp" width="410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I used to be so happy.&lt;br /&gt;I used to be in love.&lt;br /&gt;I had you in my life before.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm just alone.Alone with my thoughts and my opinions.&lt;br /&gt;Alone.&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to admit that I'm not ok.&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to trust people now.&lt;br /&gt;But at least I know that I once had love.&lt;br /&gt;At least I know that at one time in my life,&lt;br /&gt;I had everything I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;I just wish that it could have lasted longer then it did.&lt;br /&gt;But it didn't&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm just alone.&lt;br /&gt;All alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-1918509382885695257?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1918509382885695257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=1918509382885695257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/1918509382885695257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/1918509382885695257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/08/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/Rr6brJ_DO2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/qCwPg87ZMKg/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-6606197334219234434</id><published>2007-08-06T14:15:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:10.162+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears Of Sorrows......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RrboHZ_DO1I/AAAAAAAAAEc/xJmkiJY2c2s/s1600-h/normal_Sadness%26Sorrow_Wallpaper_by_Sasame%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095515242348362578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RrboHZ_DO1I/AAAAAAAAAEc/xJmkiJY2c2s/s400/normal_Sadness%26Sorrow_Wallpaper_by_Sasame%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/Rrbm35_DO0I/AAAAAAAAAEU/PK4wbrytFSw/s1600-h/normal_Sadness%26Sorrow_Wallpaper_by_Sasame%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Not asking for the real reason behind the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;I embraced you tightly&lt;br /&gt;But you left without a word&lt;br /&gt;All I did was intensify my love&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lonely that I can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;The more I love&lt;br /&gt;the tougher it gets for me&lt;br /&gt;Even sorrow will turn into memories&lt;br /&gt;I'll go with my life&lt;br /&gt;As you did to yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This poem is not the one i have written but it is just the same words i want to tell to my Ex- Boyfriend. I wish him good luck in his life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-6606197334219234434?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6606197334219234434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=6606197334219234434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/6606197334219234434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/6606197334219234434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/08/not-asking-for-real-reason-behind.html' title='Tears Of Sorrows......'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RrboHZ_DO1I/AAAAAAAAAEc/xJmkiJY2c2s/s72-c/normal_Sadness%26Sorrow_Wallpaper_by_Sasame%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-7241928984384104453</id><published>2007-08-05T13:27:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T13:49:24.959+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WaS TaGGeD By Black Posse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 3 Things You Can’t Do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Cant Stop Loving some one if i truely love them&lt;br /&gt;# Cant stop Crying if i am sad&lt;br /&gt;# Cant stop hurting myself if i gone craxxyyy!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 3 Things You Can Do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Can Trust me&lt;br /&gt;# Can be Best friends&lt;br /&gt;# Will treat the way they treat me. Same Same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) 3 Things That Scare You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# God&lt;br /&gt;# Death&lt;br /&gt;# To be a Looser. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) 3 Things You Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# My God&lt;br /&gt;# My Family&lt;br /&gt;# My lover and friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) 3 Things You Hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Liers&lt;br /&gt;# Selfish Peoples&lt;br /&gt;# Gut kamah hedhigen ulhey meehun lol :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Going to Tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Naxaa&lt;br /&gt;2-Ibthisaam&lt;br /&gt;3-Tasha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-7241928984384104453?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7241928984384104453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=7241928984384104453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/7241928984384104453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/7241928984384104453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-was-tagged-by-black-posse-1-3-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-8574771123522487739</id><published>2007-08-05T12:31:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:10.374+05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Darkness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RrV-sJ_DOzI/AAAAAAAAAEM/mtZCe08hXNI/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095117850499300146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RrV-sJ_DOzI/AAAAAAAAAEM/mtZCe08hXNI/s400/untitled.JPG" width="536" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If only it were so simple,&lt;br /&gt;to cruise through life smelling roses;&lt;br /&gt;but the obstacles blacken the countryside,&lt;br /&gt;and we unwittingly crush them beneath our boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams sustain us through the madness;&lt;br /&gt;goals give a finish line to our race.&lt;br /&gt;Yet they change with every turn, around every wall,&lt;br /&gt;and remain elusive throughout the quest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes are made, and regrets are our luggage;&lt;br /&gt;we will drag them with us to slow us down.&lt;br /&gt;The victories are flashes of light, sudden and unlasting, which allow us&lt;br /&gt;to glimpse the road ahead before darkness descends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is bitter, yet it is the bread that keeps us.&lt;br /&gt;Over and over it fills us up, only to starve us.&lt;br /&gt;The people whom we love shape our destinies and our strengths,&lt;br /&gt;yet leave us cold and alone in the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are others trying to race to the end;&lt;br /&gt;occasionally, we bump into one or two.&lt;br /&gt;The bonds we form help us down the path less lonely&lt;br /&gt;but eventually, we lose each other in the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone is not a bad way to be;&lt;br /&gt;it clears your head and focuses you on the journey.&lt;br /&gt;Cherish the short intervals during the quest you have with others, but be prepared to walk alone in the darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-8574771123522487739?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8574771123522487739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RrV-sJ_DOzI/AAAAAAAAAEM/mtZCe08hXNI/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-1037743582153576735</id><published>2007-07-25T14:27:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:10.587+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/Rqcb-Z_DOyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UK9pHPxscjU/s1600-h/untitled.GIF"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091068662706813730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/Rqcb-Z_DOyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UK9pHPxscjU/s400/untitled.GIF" width="363" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hey Congra Naxaa you were my 777th Blog Visitor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanx Naxaa LOL its was a nice thing you did hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-1037743582153576735?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1037743582153576735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=1037743582153576735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/1037743582153576735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/1037743582153576735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey-congra-naxaa-you-were-my-777th-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/Rqcb-Z_DOyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UK9pHPxscjU/s72-c/untitled.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-4293390549634701203</id><published>2007-07-24T09:35:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:10.752+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RqWER5_DOvI/AAAAAAAAADs/YKiSS2wbQdc/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090620396970130162" style="CURSOR: hand" height="412" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RqWER5_DOvI/AAAAAAAAADs/YKiSS2wbQdc/s400/untitled.JPG" width="329" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;looking to the stars&lt;br /&gt;a tear rolls down her cheek&lt;br /&gt;so cold and undeserved&lt;br /&gt;she wonders where the innocence has gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praying for a moment of peace&lt;br /&gt;she loses herself in sorrow&lt;br /&gt;the world erupting in chaos around her&lt;br /&gt;where is she supposed to turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;losing her sense of hope&lt;br /&gt;will the world always be this way&lt;br /&gt;will she always live in turmoil&lt;br /&gt;do her tears even matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she can't take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;so she waits in the corner&lt;br /&gt;for it all just to end&lt;br /&gt;forever a lonely angel &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-4293390549634701203?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4293390549634701203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=4293390549634701203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/4293390549634701203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/4293390549634701203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/07/lonely-angel.html' title='Lonely Angel'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RqWER5_DOvI/AAAAAAAAADs/YKiSS2wbQdc/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-3209247202597445770</id><published>2007-07-23T14:08:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:11.006+05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lonely Tear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RqRwsp_DOuI/AAAAAAAAADk/9vKVvaNyTrY/s1600-h/hgklo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090317391322364642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="131" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RqRwsp_DOuI/AAAAAAAAADk/9vKVvaNyTrY/s400/hgklo.bmp" width="119" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is a tear embedded in my heart&lt;br /&gt;A lonely tear so cold and so dark&lt;br /&gt;A tear is embedded and taken hold&lt;br /&gt;A lonely tear fills my poor empty soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is a tear no one can see&lt;br /&gt;A lonely tear sobs in deep misery&lt;br /&gt;A tear with no hope for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;A lonely tear consumed in hopeless sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a tear inside my tortured chest&lt;br /&gt;A lonely tear longing for a gentle caress&lt;br /&gt;A tear is shed for someone to hold&lt;br /&gt;A lonely tear which I cannot control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a tear deep inside, so cold&lt;br /&gt;A lonely tear has engulfed my soul&lt;br /&gt;A tear which cries for someone to care&lt;br /&gt;A lonely tear so full of despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a tear which drowns my heart&lt;br /&gt;A lonely tear for a world fallen apart&lt;br /&gt;A tear has been cried with misery and pain&lt;br /&gt;A lonely tear whose love was in vain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-3209247202597445770?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3209247202597445770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=3209247202597445770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/3209247202597445770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/3209247202597445770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/07/lonely-tear.html' title='A Lonely Tear'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RqRwsp_DOuI/AAAAAAAAADk/9vKVvaNyTrY/s72-c/hgklo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-8611139908451658832</id><published>2007-07-23T13:36:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:11.187+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Will You Understand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RqRpV5_DOtI/AAAAAAAAADc/wuNZ0odQBjA/s1600-h/angel4%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090309303898946258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 448px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="453" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RqRpV5_DOtI/AAAAAAAAADc/wuNZ0odQBjA/s400/angel4%5B1%5D.jpg" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you look beyond my scars&lt;br /&gt;Far, far away&lt;br /&gt;You might just see the happy girl&lt;br /&gt;That's starting to fade away&lt;br /&gt;If you look back to the past&lt;br /&gt;And notice who I was&lt;br /&gt;You'll notice now that who I am&lt;br /&gt;Isn't really me&lt;br /&gt;If you look beyond my smile&lt;br /&gt;Beyond my fading face&lt;br /&gt;If you look beyond the pain&lt;br /&gt;You might just feel the same&lt;br /&gt;If you look past my tears&lt;br /&gt;And past the fallen blood&lt;br /&gt;If you pass all of that&lt;br /&gt;Then you will have fallen&lt;br /&gt;If you fall where I have fell&lt;br /&gt;Then you might notice to&lt;br /&gt;This life I live is nothing&lt;br /&gt;But a show that I put on for you&lt;br /&gt;If you look past my fake smile&lt;br /&gt;Past my fake outside&lt;br /&gt;Then you will see what is wrong&lt;br /&gt;Deep, deep inside&lt;br /&gt;If you go down deep enough&lt;br /&gt;You might get to my heart&lt;br /&gt;If you see the crack in it&lt;br /&gt;You you'll know what fell apart&lt;br /&gt;If you travel though my blood&lt;br /&gt;And look up at my skin&lt;br /&gt;You might just see the scares&lt;br /&gt;That show up deep within&lt;br /&gt;If you look beyond the scars&lt;br /&gt;Beyond my fading arm&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then and only then&lt;br /&gt;Will u understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-8611139908451658832?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8611139908451658832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=8611139908451658832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/8611139908451658832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/8611139908451658832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/07/will-you-understand.html' title='Will You Understand'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RqRpV5_DOtI/AAAAAAAAADc/wuNZ0odQBjA/s72-c/angel4%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-1138544329969864915</id><published>2007-07-22T09:59:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:11.396+05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lonely Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RqLmWJ_DOsI/AAAAAAAAADU/M04Eh_Bc2Tg/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089883797193964226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="344" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RqLmWJ_DOsI/AAAAAAAAADU/M04Eh_Bc2Tg/s400/untitled.JPG" width="516" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I smile so sweetly,&lt;br /&gt;I laugh so easily,&lt;br /&gt;But look carefully,&lt;br /&gt;Look into my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Can you see it?&lt;br /&gt;They say your eyes are the windows to your soul&lt;br /&gt;Well my soul bares it all&lt;br /&gt;The emptiness&lt;br /&gt;The loneliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Can you feel it?&lt;br /&gt;I have a heart that is lonely&lt;br /&gt;You walk past not a second glance&lt;br /&gt;My heart breaks&lt;br /&gt;My heart aches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wherever I go, whatever I do&lt;br /&gt;The pain is there&lt;br /&gt;When I feel it coming on,&lt;br /&gt;The emptiness, the loneliness&lt;br /&gt;Who do I call, who will listen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Prayers unanswered,&lt;br /&gt;Words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;The pain is trapped&lt;br /&gt;The ache is captured&lt;br /&gt;Who will free me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;There you go,&lt;br /&gt;Walk on by.&lt;br /&gt;As I sit and watch you go&lt;br /&gt;As quiet as a mouse you say&lt;br /&gt;But why you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You made me this way.&lt;br /&gt;You all talk&lt;br /&gt;And I listen&lt;br /&gt;I don’t utter a word because&lt;br /&gt;I have a lonely heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-1138544329969864915?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1138544329969864915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=1138544329969864915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/1138544329969864915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/1138544329969864915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/07/lonely-heart.html' title='A Lonely Heart'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RqLmWJ_DOsI/AAAAAAAAADU/M04Eh_Bc2Tg/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-9195449607547572397</id><published>2007-07-21T10:24:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:11.693+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely Little Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RqGZKJ_DOqI/AAAAAAAAADE/R4MFE_kfLWs/s1600-h/colord_crying_angel%5B111%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089517453663484578" style="CURSOR: hand" height="445" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RqGZKJ_DOqI/AAAAAAAAADE/R4MFE_kfLWs/s400/colord_crying_angel%5B111%5D.jpg" width="382" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the dark corner&lt;br /&gt;The silent pipes leak&lt;br /&gt;Sits a little girl&lt;br /&gt;She does not speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lost and lonely girl&lt;br /&gt;Who sheds a single tear&lt;br /&gt;Thinking she has not purpose in life&lt;br /&gt;And everything to fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad don't really care&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't value life&lt;br /&gt;Never anyone there&lt;br /&gt;To help her with her strife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tripping over problems&lt;br /&gt;All throughout the day&lt;br /&gt;If only there was someone&lt;br /&gt;To help her on her way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A single friend in life&lt;br /&gt;That really truly cares&lt;br /&gt;But no one is found&lt;br /&gt;At her fragile heart it tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sad and lonely life she lives&lt;br /&gt;So she sits in the corner and cries&lt;br /&gt;Cuts her arms a little&lt;br /&gt;And wishes she would die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now her frail body&lt;br /&gt;Lies limp and dead on the floor&lt;br /&gt;A pool of blood beneath her&lt;br /&gt;In her misery no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So listen to me my dear&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to make you see&lt;br /&gt;For that girl in the corner&lt;br /&gt;That lonely girl is me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-9195449607547572397?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/9195449607547572397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=9195449607547572397' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/9195449607547572397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/9195449607547572397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/07/lonely-little-girl.html' title='Lonely Little Girl'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RqGZKJ_DOqI/AAAAAAAAADE/R4MFE_kfLWs/s72-c/colord_crying_angel%5B111%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-2492863063016653970</id><published>2007-07-16T14:07:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:11.819+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do Boyfriends always cheat on their Girlfriends?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/Rps77RdakbI/AAAAAAAAAC8/aJ0Qd4GfRQA/s1600-h/Image45%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087726093530206642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/Rps77RdakbI/AAAAAAAAAC8/aJ0Qd4GfRQA/s400/Image45%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can Anyone give an answer for this Question? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And your thoughts about this? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope you will give me comments.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-2492863063016653970?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2492863063016653970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=2492863063016653970' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/2492863063016653970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/2492863063016653970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/07/why-do-boyfriends-always-cheat-on-their.html' title='Why do Boyfriends always cheat on their Girlfriends?'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail 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style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you've just had a break-up and are feeling down, you're not alone. Just about everyone experiences a break-up at sometime, and many then have to deal with heartbreak — a wave of grief, anger, confusion, low self-esteem, and maybe even jealousy all at once. Millions of poems and songs have been written about having a broken heart and wars have even been fought because of heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What Exactly Is Heartbreak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things can cause heartbreak. Some people might have had a romantic relationship that ended before they were ready. Others might have strong feelings for someone who doesn't feel the same way. Or maybe a person feels sad or angry when a close friend moves out of their life. Although the causes may be different, the feeling of loss is the same — whether it's the loss of something real or the loss of something you only hoped for. People describe heartbreak as a feeling of heaviness, emptiness, and sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How Can I Deal With How I Feel?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people will tell you you'll get over it or you'll meet someone else, but when it's happening to you, it can feel like no one else in the world has ever felt the same way. If you're experiencing these feelings, there are things you can do to lessen the pain. Here are some tips that might help:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1-Share your feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people find that sharing their feelings with someone they trust — someone who recognizes what they're going through — helps them feel better. That could mean talking over all the things you feel, even having a good cry on the shoulder of a comforting friend or family member. Others find they heal better if they hang out and do the things they normally enjoy, like seeing a movie or going to a concert, to take their minds off the hurt. If you feel like someone can't relate to what you're going through or is dismissive of your feelings, find someone more sympathetic to talk to. (OK, we know that sharing feelings can be tough for guys, but you don't necessarily have to tell the football team or your wrestling coach what you're going through. Talk with a friend or family member, a teacher, or counselor. It might make you more comfortable if you find a female family member or friend, like an older sister or a neighbor, to talk to).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2-Remember what's good about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is really important. Sometimes people with broken hearts start to blame themselves for what's happened. They may be really down on themselves, exaggerating their faults as though they did something to deserve the unhappiness they're experiencing. If you find this happening to you, nip it in the bud! Remind yourself of your good qualities, and if you can't think of them because your broken heart is clouding your view, get your friends to remind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3-Take good care of yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A broken heart can be very stressful so don't let the rest of your body get broken too. Get lots of sleep, eat healthy foods, and exercise regularly to minimize stress and depression and give your self-esteem a boost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;4-Don't be afraid to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going through a break-up can be really tough, and getting some of those raw emotions out can be a big help. We know this is another tough one for guys, but there's no shame in crying now and then. No one has to see you do it — you don't have to start blubbering in class or at soccer practice or anything. Just a find a place where you can be alone, like crying into your pillow at night or in the shower when you're getting ready for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;5-Do the things you normally enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether it's seeing a movie or going to a concert, do something fun to take your mind off the negative feelings for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6-Keep yourself busy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes this is difficult when you're coping with sadness and grief, but it really helps. This is a great time to redecorate your room or try a new hobby. That doesn't mean you shouldn't think about what happened — working things through in our minds is all part of the healing process — it just means you should focus on other things too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7-Give yourself time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes time for sadness to go away. Almost everyone thinks they won't feel normal again, but the human spirit is amazing — and the heartbreak almost always heals after a while. But how long will that take? That depends on what caused your heartbreak, how you deal with loss, and how quickly you tend to bounce back from things. Getting over a break-up can take a couple of days to many weeks — and sometimes even months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people feel that nothing will make them happy again and resort to alcohol or drugs. Others feel angry and want to hurt themselves or someone else. People who drink, do drugs, or cut themselves to escape from the reality of a loss may think they are numbing their pain, but the feeling is only temporary. They're not really dealing with the pain, only masking it, which makes all their feelings build up inside and prolongs the sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the sadness is so deep — or lasts so long — that a person may need some extra support. For someone who isn't starting to feel better after a few weeks or who continues to feel depressed, talking to a counselor or therapist can be very helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be patient with yourself, and let the healing begin. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-3013681944256208130?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3013681944256208130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=3013681944256208130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/3013681944256208130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/3013681944256208130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/07/getting-over-break-up.html' title='Getting Over a Break-Up'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RpXKJhdakaI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bTl_VR2LmMM/s72-c/A+Broken+Heart.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-244338969574578460</id><published>2007-07-10T10:24:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:12.435+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely Tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RpMY2YDJH5I/AAAAAAAAACs/Bx0Hoa6fiS0/s1600-h/Tear+Eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085435726679056274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" height="98" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RpMY2YDJH5I/AAAAAAAAACs/Bx0Hoa6fiS0/s400/Tear+Eye.jpg" width="117" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I lay here in my bed,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what I have done in my life,&lt;br /&gt;As I think about it&lt;br /&gt;I realize I have done nothing&lt;br /&gt;I have given so much love to people&lt;br /&gt;And what did I get in return,&lt;br /&gt;Pain, sadness and loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;I try to stop my tears from falling&lt;br /&gt;But the sadness is too strong&lt;br /&gt;As I see my tears falling to the ground,&lt;br /&gt;I know that no-one will care,&lt;br /&gt;Nor will they see my tears&lt;br /&gt;They will only walk over them,&lt;br /&gt;Like people have done all my life.&lt;br /&gt;What happened to this once happy person?&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;Thing’s that once made me happy,&lt;br /&gt;Now only be tears and sadness.&lt;br /&gt;Where is my life going right now?&lt;br /&gt;I think that in my heart and soul,&lt;br /&gt;I know it’s comming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;Will anyone remember me?&lt;br /&gt;No-one will know that I am gone,&lt;br /&gt;Because no-body ever cared.&lt;br /&gt;I came into this world a lost soul,&lt;br /&gt;And I shall leave this world a lost soul.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-244338969574578460?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/244338969574578460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=244338969574578460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/244338969574578460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/244338969574578460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/07/lonely-tears.html' title='Lonely Tears'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RpMY2YDJH5I/AAAAAAAAACs/Bx0Hoa6fiS0/s72-c/Tear+Eye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-5157217898090629585</id><published>2007-07-04T15:27:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:12.577+05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life Sucks!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/Rot3soDJH4I/AAAAAAAAACk/1l0MMd9AA8Q/s1600-h/145790099_9a80ec23af%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083288212966285186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/Rot3soDJH4I/AAAAAAAAACk/1l0MMd9AA8Q/s400/145790099_9a80ec23af%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;As the rain drops, it makes me want to stop&lt;br /&gt;I wish things would be easy, and that life would please me&lt;br /&gt;As I sit, I want to quit&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't any fun, and my eyes are just burned from the sun&lt;br /&gt;Seeing people smile, making things worth while...&lt;br /&gt;I just can't take it, so I have to fake it&lt;br /&gt;People see me laugh and they think I'm happy,&lt;br /&gt;Well fuck you, I feel crappy!&lt;br /&gt;I hide my sadness behind laughs and smiles&lt;br /&gt;To make people believe, I have to go miles&lt;br /&gt;My family and friends keep my breathing&lt;br /&gt;Their happiness and joy is somehow healing&lt;br /&gt;I could continue on with this poem forever,&lt;br /&gt;But surprisingly, I have to go make my life better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-5157217898090629585?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5157217898090629585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=5157217898090629585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/5157217898090629585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/5157217898090629585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-life-sucks.html' title='My Life Sucks!!!!'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/Rot3soDJH4I/AAAAAAAAACk/1l0MMd9AA8Q/s72-c/145790099_9a80ec23af%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-5682021896797746725</id><published>2007-07-02T11:29:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:12.802+05:00</updated><title type='text'>A briefing from antialanaasi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qer0wfTKhV8/RoibShkrsSI/AAAAAAAAAEo/EJhy6aD150g/s1600-h/saalika.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qer0wfTKhV8/RoibShkrsSI/AAAAAAAAAEo/EJhy6aD150g/s200/saalika.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082482922039783714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;owadays DEVILANGEL is progressing alot. About a month ago she created this blog. At that time this blog was not that attractive. She posted very few and very few number of visitors visited this blog. But now everything changed. Now over 50 or 70 visitors visit this blog every day. ( http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/ ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Its me antialanaasi. I think you have noticed that i am also one of the contributor of this blog and earlier my posts are more than devilangels blog. In this small briefing i would like to thank all the visitors who are visiting this blog. here by i announce you that very soon you will be able to watch the famous Tv channel MTV through this simple blog. You fresh ideas are our key to grow and that is our success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Bye for now. Please leave a comment about your wish and what are the things to be corrected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;You guys please do visit to www.antialanaasi.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-5682021896797746725?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5682021896797746725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=5682021896797746725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/5682021896797746725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/5682021896797746725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/07/briefing-from-antialanaasi.html' title='A briefing from antialanaasi'/><author><name>antialanaasi</name><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qer0wfTKhV8/RoibShkrsSI/AAAAAAAAAEo/EJhy6aD150g/s72-c/saalika.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-8240264510098568787</id><published>2007-07-01T08:32:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:13.011+05:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do when… you’re on your first date?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RocjoIDJH3I/AAAAAAAAACc/_jrnNcDIOKc/s1600-h/13date%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082069876773298034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RocjoIDJH3I/AAAAAAAAACc/_jrnNcDIOKc/s400/13date%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TIP #1: DRESS LIKE YOURSELF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the time for a total fashion makeover! Your crush is going out with you for a reason: he already likes the way you look. Stick to your usual style and wear something you feel confident in - that means nothing low-cut or super-short! We don't want to give the wrong impression now, do we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TIP #2: DRESS FOR THE DATE ACTIVITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Keep in mind what you'll be doing on the date and dress appropriately. For example, if you're going to be walking a lot, wear shoes that won't have you crying in pain after a few hours. If you're going to the beach, don't overdo the makeup because it will look terrible when it melts off later. You get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TIP #3: DON'T MAKE IT COMPLICATED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep the date simple. Pick a basic first-date activity like seeing a movie (bonus: no pressure to talk for 2 hours!), going to a show, going dancing, going to a carnival or theme park or the zoo, having coffee at a hip cafe or getting ice cream and walking in the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TIP #4: ASK QUESTIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your guy is like most people, he secretly thinks he is the world's most interesting subject. But the most interesting conversationalists are people who ask about others, so impress him with your question-asking and listening skills. He'll feel great that you're so interested in him, and you'll get to know him that much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TIP #5: KEEP THE CONVERSATION LIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First dates are about having fun and making a good impression. They are not the time for talking about how badly old boyfriends treated you, intense family problems, or other stuff you only talk about with your best friend. This is a first date, not a therapy session!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TIP #6: DON'T PUT ON AN ACT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be sorry later if you put on a big act to impress your date. It's much easier - and better for both of you - if you just try to relax and be yourself. You are impressive and nice enough in your real self. If he doesn't think so, he's a loser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TIP #7: SHOW INTEREST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is simple - it's just about having the basic manner to pay attention when your date is talking to you. It's amazing how many girls (and boys) are in the habit of looking over someone's shoulder to see who else is around or what's going on. It's rude and he could get annoyed, so don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TIP #8: WATCH OUT FOR MESSY MUNCHIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are certain foods that are famous for being disastrous on first dates, because they are so messy and contain so much potential for embarrassment. It's hard not to make a mess of yourself when eating pizza, spaghetti and anything overly sloppy or dripping with cheese. Ditto for noodle soup. Keep that in mind if you and your date grab a bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TIP #9: BRING MINTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring breath mints in your purse. It will make you feel confident knowing that they're there, and you can pop one if you think your breath isn't fresh. They're especially handy for being ready for that goodnight kiss, if it happens! (Brush your teeth and use mouthwash before you go out too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TIP #10: HAVE FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read these tips over before your date and get comfortable with them. Then go out on your date and have a great time! First dates can make us so nervous that we forget to have fun. Try to relax as much as possible and enjoy whatever you're doing. The bonus: if you genuinely enjoy yourself, you'll seem like a fun person, and guys love that. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-8240264510098568787?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8240264510098568787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=8240264510098568787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/8240264510098568787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/8240264510098568787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-to-do-when-youre-on-your-first.html' title='What to do when… you’re on your first date?'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RocjoIDJH3I/AAAAAAAAACc/_jrnNcDIOKc/s72-c/13date%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-4731279265861862942</id><published>2007-06-28T11:05:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:13.183+05:00</updated><title type='text'>How to take a friendship back When it is Broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RoNS3oDJH2I/AAAAAAAAACU/NyncJW0znVQ/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080995920200933218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px" height="356" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RoNS3oDJH2I/AAAAAAAAACU/NyncJW0znVQ/s400/untitled.JPG" width="301" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Let's face it - friends are fundamental. Who else but your bestie can you cry with in the bathroom after your crush snubs you at the party? And it's only with friends that hours rush by while you're dancing to Beyonce in your bedroom. So it's hard when things get in the way of you and your BFF. The good news is it's not too hard to mend a broken friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts out as a simple argument: your bestie thinks Pete Wentz is hot, and you say Channing Tatum is hotter. But then it escalates until she won't sit next to you in geography or share her sandwich with you at lunch-time. You both enjoy each other's company, so what's stopping you from having all-night gossip sessions and taking bus-trips to the mall again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sharing ideas and opinions with each other is part of friendship," says Anna, "Having different ideas is normal and these differences may lead to arguments. You may feel hurt, disappointed, angry, sad or lonely when you disagree with a friend. These feelings may make it difficult to manage the argument."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's important to stay in control of your feelings and find positive ways to deal with the argument (because let's face it, gossiping about your bestie behind her back isn't going to make anything better). And, as Anna tells us, working through a disagreement may make the friendship stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some ways to get your friendship back to it's all-night popcorn and movie marathon best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Wanting to stay friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You know that you and your bestie have a ball together, in fact, when you look back, you have so many awesome memories with her. There's no way you'd want to throw that away, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wanting to understand and accept differences gives you a place to start. Doing this still allows you both to have to different opinions, however through understanding each other you may be able to agree to disagree," says Anna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2. Speak to your friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You and your bestie probably know everything about each other. So what's stopping you from telling her how you feel now? Letting your friend know how you feel might sound a little scary, but it can be really positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keeping stuff to yourself may make you angrier," Anna says, "It is a good idea to speak when you both feel calm. It may help to write down your thoughts before talking, this may help you to be clear about what you want to say."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might want to talk to somebody else about it, like another friend or a family member first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you decide to talk to someone, try focusing on how you feel rather than what the friend has done or said," Anna says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3. Listen to your friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So you've made the decision to talk to your friend, but that's only half of it. Listening goes hand in hand with talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Never underestimate the importance of listening," says Anna, "Allowing your friend to tell their side of the story and really listening to them may be helpful in managing the argument. It may be tempting to interrupt, instead try and wait until they have finished."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Try to avoid blame&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do you still think the argument is all your bestie's fault? While it may be tempting to blame her, or the weather, or Pete Wentz himself, blaming someone isn't going to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you are hurt and angry it can be normal to want to blame someone," says Anna, "Laying blame may make a situation harder. To avoid laying blame it may be helpful to stay focused on how you feel."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Follow those steps and you'll be on your way back to giggling your way through geography with your bestie in no time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-4731279265861862942?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4731279265861862942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=4731279265861862942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/4731279265861862942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/4731279265861862942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-to-take-friendship-back-when-it-is.html' title='How to take a friendship back When it is Broken'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RoNS3oDJH2I/AAAAAAAAACU/NyncJW0znVQ/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-5959571955397869397</id><published>2007-06-27T11:42:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:13.346+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Are My Pals.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RoIHKIDJHyI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8X15v8aF3pY/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080631200168091426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RoIHKIDJHyI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8X15v8aF3pY/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Hey everyone here is my favourite pals. If i have a free time i just hang around with them. And we have funny and sweet moments together. Actually they are my relatives but i prefer they are my bestfriends. The one who is wearing the ear rings is my cousin and the other one is my own younger sister. I love to spend my time with them. They are the perfect friends i got. I share all my secrets to both of them. Actually they are the bestfriend i ever had. And i hope this relationship will be like that till i die. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-5959571955397869397?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5959571955397869397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=5959571955397869397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/5959571955397869397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/5959571955397869397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/06/here-are-my-pals.html' title='Here Are My Pals.'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RoIHKIDJHyI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8X15v8aF3pY/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-2708067900975361784</id><published>2007-06-21T10:25:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:13.547+05:00</updated><title type='text'>RIGHT HERE WAITING FOR YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RnoMMODOERI/AAAAAAAAABk/u9PPgWP2SdI/s1600-h/Right+Here+Waiting+For+You.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078384933883220242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RnoMMODOERI/AAAAAAAAABk/u9PPgWP2SdI/s400/Right+Here+Waiting+For+You.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've loved you so long&lt;br /&gt;But now youre gone&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Although you have caused me pain&lt;br /&gt;My love remains the same&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could never forget your face&lt;br /&gt;Or your warm embrace&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have always been there&lt;br /&gt;And somehow I know you care&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till my heart no longer beats&lt;br /&gt;And it is forever asleep&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;My heart will always ache&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for YOU &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-2708067900975361784?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2708067900975361784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=2708067900975361784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/2708067900975361784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;I hate believing what isn't true,&lt;br /&gt;I hate believing and trusting you.&lt;br /&gt;I hate crying myself to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for I have dreams.&lt;br /&gt;I feel left out and all alone,&lt;br /&gt;With no one to call my own.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are red and I cry blood,&lt;br /&gt;Please help me or I'll cry a flood.&lt;br /&gt;My friends see what I let them see,&lt;br /&gt;If they only could see the true side of me.&lt;br /&gt;And as I die inside with pain,&lt;br /&gt;Please don't think that I'm insane.&lt;br /&gt;Cause believe it or not I have a heart,&lt;br /&gt;That's been slowly torn apart&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-4507375695260851127?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/Rnist-DOEQI/AAAAAAAAABc/q7K52lROza0/s72-c/lonely.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-7166213563380391345</id><published>2007-06-18T12:29:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:13.818+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Frequently Asked Questions on Kissing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RnY4yuDOEOI/AAAAAAAAABM/_6ur4CJ2kc8/s1600-h/22571963%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077308073912963298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RnY4yuDOEOI/AAAAAAAAABM/_6ur4CJ2kc8/s400/22571963%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW TO HANDLE YOUR FIRST KISS . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You can always bluff your way through a first kiss!&lt;br /&gt;They'll never know it's a first, unless you tell 'em. Try a gentle&lt;br /&gt;lip kiss if you're a guy. If you're a gal, do the same, but keep&lt;br /&gt;your lips closed. If you open up, you're inviting a tongue kiss,&lt;br /&gt;also known as a french kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT TO DO IF YOU BANG TEETH . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Laugh it off. Tell your partner you're so very keen to kiss him or&lt;br /&gt;her that you're getting dizzy just standing so close. Dizzy with&lt;br /&gt;excitement! They'll believe you. Then get back to kissing . . .&lt;br /&gt;and get dizzy for real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW TO KISS PASSIONATELY . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The secret to great kissing is variety. Sometimes you're gentle,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you're rough. Ouch! Tease your partner with a little bite on&lt;br /&gt;the lips -- as if you can't control yourself and want to eat them up.&lt;br /&gt;Press your nose into your partner's cheek and hug 'em to you,&lt;br /&gt;like the Eskimos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT TO AVOID . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bad breath -- use gum to keep your mouth sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Boring kisses -- vary the intensity, the tempo, the duration.&lt;br /&gt;Silence -- every now and then say something sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Too much tongue -- don't suffocate your partner.&lt;br /&gt;Rigor Mortis -- keep your hands caressing your lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW TO FRENCH KISS . . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The secret to great french kissing is responsiveness.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you lead, sometimes you let your partner lead.&lt;br /&gt;Don't just use your tongue like a dart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-7166213563380391345?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7166213563380391345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=7166213563380391345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/7166213563380391345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/7166213563380391345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/06/frequently-asked-questions-on-kissing.html' title='Frequently Asked Questions on Kissing'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RnY4yuDOEOI/AAAAAAAAABM/_6ur4CJ2kc8/s72-c/22571963%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-1714933321685048189</id><published>2007-06-18T11:53:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:14.018+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Avril Lavigne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RnYuC-DOENI/AAAAAAAAABE/JBtk24vHRn8/s1600-h/avril-lavigne-101-n21396%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077296258457931986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RnYuC-DOENI/AAAAAAAAABE/JBtk24vHRn8/s400/avril-lavigne-101-n21396%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wild child Avril Lavigne hit big in summer 2002 with her spiky-fun debut song, "Complicated," shifting pop music into a different direction. Lavigne, who was 17 at the time, didn't seem concerned with the glamour of the TRL-dominated pop world and such confidence allowed her star power to soar. The middle of three children in small-town Napanee, Ontario, Lavigne's rock ambitions were noticeable around age two. By her early teens, she was already writing songs and playing guitar. The church choir, local festivals, and county fairs also allowed Lavigne to get her voice heard, and luckily, Arista Records main man Antonio "L.A." Reid was listening. He offered her a deal, and at 16, Lavigne's musical dreams became reality. With Reid's assistance and a new Manhattan apartment, Lavigne found herself surrounded by prime songwriters and producers, but it wasn't impressive enough for her to continue. She had always relied on her own ideas to create a musical spark, and things weren't going as planned. Lavigne wasn't disillusioned, though. She headed for Los Angeles and Nettwerk grabbed her. Producer/songwriter Clif Magness (Celine Dion, Wilson Phillips, Sheena Easton) tweaked Lavigne's melodic, edgy sound and her debut, Let Go, was the polished product. Singles such as "Complicated" and "Sk8er Boi" hit the Top Ten while "I'm with You" and "Losing Grip" did moderately well at radio. Butch Walker of the Marvelous 3, Our Lady Peace frontman Raine Maida, and Don Gilmore (Linkin Park, Good Charlotte) signed on to produce Lavigne's second album, Under My Skin, which appeared in May 2004. The album topped the Billboard charts and produced the number one hit "My Happy Ending." Other singles like "Nobody's Home" and "Fall to Pieces" did respectably well also. Settling down a bit from her punk rock wild child persona, Lavigne married her boyfriend of two years, Sum 41 frontman Deryck Whibley, in July 2006. ~ MacKenzie Wilson, All Music Guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you Want More information about her go to http://www.answers.com/topic/avril-lavigne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-1714933321685048189?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1714933321685048189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=1714933321685048189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/1714933321685048189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/1714933321685048189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/06/avril-lavigne.html' title='Avril Lavigne'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RnYuC-DOENI/AAAAAAAAABE/JBtk24vHRn8/s72-c/avril-lavigne-101-n21396%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-3862973265925955435</id><published>2007-06-18T11:43:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:14.100+05:00</updated><title type='text'>A POEM FOR MY LOVE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RnYrF-DOEMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-yq8ErAtdkk/s1600-h/415987812_c7e9195013%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077293011462656194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RnYrF-DOEMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-yq8ErAtdkk/s400/415987812_c7e9195013%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You, my love, so true and dear,&lt;br /&gt;I have something to say, and want you to hear.&lt;br /&gt;I love you with all my heart, and voice,&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with you, I had no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am around you, simple things become more,&lt;br /&gt;Wings are made, which allow me to soar.&lt;br /&gt;I fly through the sky and above the moon,&lt;br /&gt;Feel up so high, and our hearts in tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kiss is perfect, lovely, and true,&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much, you have not a clue.&lt;br /&gt;You are perfect for me in every single way,&lt;br /&gt;My mind is on you each moment of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your touch is like an angels skin,&lt;br /&gt;So soft and sweet, it pulls me in.&lt;br /&gt;Laying here, my body against your chest,&lt;br /&gt;Listening to your heart beat, feeling so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding me tight, and never letting me depart,&lt;br /&gt;I want you so bad, I gave you my whole heart.&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, without you, my soul is cold&lt;br /&gt;My heart will have died, and my blood is like mold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please dont leave me, you are my air,&lt;br /&gt;You are my reason for life, I love you, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with you forever by your side,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the one, that in me, you confide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will spend every day, until my last breath,&lt;br /&gt;With you, until I'm stripped from life to death.&lt;br /&gt;I will always be your biggest fan,&lt;br /&gt;I will be cheering you on as much as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always be there, for you to talk to,&lt;br /&gt;Forever there, to help you through.&lt;br /&gt;Dont ignore me, please dont forget,&lt;br /&gt;Dont leave me here, lying in a cold sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you are the greatest thing that has ever happened to me,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I am in your arms, it sets me free.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you causes my heart to leap,&lt;br /&gt;Pulling me closer, pulling me in so deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you run your fingers through my hair,&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and think of the love we share.&lt;br /&gt;You treat me like an angel, flying in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend my life with you, until the day I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love for you will last forever,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with you, always together.&lt;br /&gt;You inspire me, my everlasting guide,&lt;br /&gt;I will do all in my power, to stay right by your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember this, and dont forget,&lt;br /&gt;Time can be hard, and yet?&lt;br /&gt;When we both are sad and alone,&lt;br /&gt;When you feel a gust of wind, a kiss from me to you is blown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm around you, I am in bliss,&lt;br /&gt;Sharing every moment, and every special kiss.&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of guys, but with you, no one can compare,&lt;br /&gt;And with that said, bent on knee, I shall say a prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my dear and precious Lord,&lt;br /&gt;You put on this earth, a boy no one can afford.&lt;br /&gt;Never knew someone this great could ever be real,&lt;br /&gt;But I know about the love for him that I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He puts me up with you, in that place up there,&lt;br /&gt;He fixed my broken heart, I thought was beyond repair.&lt;br /&gt;He makes me feel so special, and makes me feel so great,&lt;br /&gt;He makes me nice to people, even ones I hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please dont take him away, and leave me here,&lt;br /&gt;Without him now, I am nothing but a tear.&lt;br /&gt;He means more to me, then anyone would know,&lt;br /&gt;My love for him is like a constant rivers flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of my baby, watch over him please,&lt;br /&gt;I need him here, he puts me at ease.&lt;br /&gt;Hes my savior, my love, and friend,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with him, till to heaven I ascend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, you have never let me down before,&lt;br /&gt;I love him so, and now please dont ignore?&lt;br /&gt;Im saying thank you for sending me him,&lt;br /&gt;And with this prayer now, I say amen.? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-3862973265925955435?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3862973265925955435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=3862973265925955435' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/3862973265925955435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/3862973265925955435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/06/poem-for-my-love.html' title='A POEM FOR MY LOVE.'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RnYrF-DOEMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-yq8ErAtdkk/s72-c/415987812_c7e9195013%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-7056062033990716562</id><published>2007-06-18T11:17:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:14.296+05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Will Never Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RnYnYeDOELI/AAAAAAAAAA0/0RfS3mH9dt8/s1600-h/1153937952%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077288931243724978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RnYnYeDOELI/AAAAAAAAAA0/0RfS3mH9dt8/s400/1153937952%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll never know&lt;br /&gt;How much I love you,&lt;br /&gt;How much I care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know&lt;br /&gt;About my pain,&lt;br /&gt;About my broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know&lt;br /&gt;How much I cried,&lt;br /&gt;Just lying on my bed&lt;br /&gt;And thinking of you . . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-7056062033990716562?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7056062033990716562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=7056062033990716562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/7056062033990716562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/7056062033990716562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/06/youll-never-know-youll-never-know-how.html' title='You Will Never Know'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RnYnYeDOELI/AAAAAAAAAA0/0RfS3mH9dt8/s72-c/1153937952%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-8737741485239786705</id><published>2007-06-18T10:55:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T11:09:21.457+05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a Poem in Memory of Vishanbe Who Died Last Year 24th May 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Gone So Soon&lt;br /&gt;by Damian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You took chances&lt;br /&gt;Once too many times.&lt;br /&gt;As a child you thought -&lt;br /&gt;"Oh no, never me."&lt;br /&gt;Life is a gift,&lt;br /&gt;Given and taken at some&lt;br /&gt;Unknown time.&lt;br /&gt;Your time came too soon -&lt;br /&gt;Your life was over in a flash.&lt;br /&gt;The fun you shared,&lt;br /&gt;The joy you brought,&lt;br /&gt;All just a memory -&lt;br /&gt;Behind us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-8737741485239786705?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8737741485239786705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-8849940752953014221</id><published>2007-06-18T10:49:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:14.523+05:00</updated><title type='text'>To All my Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RnYdZuDOEHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/T-xl_Mh95rY/s1600-h/(4MinutesPerDay-83)_What_would_you_do%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/RnYdZuDOEHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/T-xl_Mh95rY/s320/(4MinutesPerDay-83)_What_would_you_do%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077277957602283634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-8849940752953014221?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8849940752953014221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=8849940752953014221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/8849940752953014221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/8849940752953014221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/06/to-all-my-friends_18.html' title='To All my Friends'/><author><name>Devil 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qer0wfTKhV8/Rm_PAGM-myI/AAAAAAAAAEU/HElNbzj4uMM/s200/slodka.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHERE WILL SHE GO?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHAT WILL BE HER NEXT DESTINY?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHAT WILL BE HER NEXT OBJECTIVE?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHAT WILL BE HER NEXT LOVE?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHAT WILL BE HER NEXT GUY?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHAT BAG SHE WILL TAKE NEXT, IS THAT RIGHT OR LEFT?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHO WILL BE THE ONE WHO IS PROUDE OF HER BEAUTY?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;INSHAA ALLAAH THAT WILL BE .................................................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-6751645164177396198?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6751645164177396198/comments/default' 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title=''/><author><name>antialanaasi</name><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/_Qer0wfTKhV8/Rm_OTWM-mxI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZtB2mOFM30M/s72-c/normal_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-949623531102185289</id><published>2007-06-12T13:53:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:15.329+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Learn More about Deathly Hallows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qer0wfTKhV8/Rm5g4mM-mvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5-j8VIjGa_c/s1600-h/specialavi.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075100355537050354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qer0wfTKhV8/Rm5g4mM-mvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5-j8VIjGa_c/s200/specialavi.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-949623531102185289?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.leakylounge.com/index.php?showtopic=45097' title='Learn More about Deathly Hallows'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/949623531102185289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=949623531102185289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/949623531102185289'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qer0wfTKhV8/Rm5c9GM-muI/AAAAAAAAAD0/rbwbDiITaGk/s1600-h/Harry_Potter_and_the_Deathly_Hallows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075096034799950562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qer0wfTKhV8/Rm5c9GM-muI/AAAAAAAAAD0/rbwbDiITaGk/s200/Harry_Potter_and_the_Deathly_Hallows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows is the seventh and final book in the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Harry Potter" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harry_Potter"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HARRY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; POTTER series of novels by &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="J. K. Rowling" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/J._K._Rowling"&gt;&lt;em&gt;J. K. Rowling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, to be released on &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="July 21" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/July_21"&gt;&lt;em&gt;July 21&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="2007" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2007"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-8381533525038668113?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harry_Potter_and_the_Deathly_Hallows#_note-5' title='Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8381533525038668113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=8381533525038668113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/8381533525038668113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/8381533525038668113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/06/harry-potter-and-deathly-hallows.html' title='Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows'/><author><name>antialanaasi</name><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/_Qer0wfTKhV8/Rm5c9GM-muI/AAAAAAAAAD0/rbwbDiITaGk/s72-c/Harry_Potter_and_the_Deathly_Hallows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-4955085551794282902</id><published>2007-06-12T12:39:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:15.673+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Britney Spears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qer0wfTKhV8/Rm5O2mM-mtI/AAAAAAAAADs/LOjrZxyFdUo/s1600-h/britneysp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075080529968011986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qer0wfTKhV8/Rm5O2mM-mtI/AAAAAAAAADs/LOjrZxyFdUo/s200/britneysp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Britney Spears may have titled her new single "Me Against The Music," but she has rarely been more creatively in tune than she is right now. "I feel like I've hit a great new stride as an artist," she says with pride. "I've worked hard, and I feel like I've grown on so many levels." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-4955085551794282902?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4955085551794282902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=4955085551794282902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/4955085551794282902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/4955085551794282902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/06/britney-spears.html' title='Britney Spears'/><author><name>antialanaasi</name><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/_Qer0wfTKhV8/Rm5O2mM-mtI/AAAAAAAAADs/LOjrZxyFdUo/s72-c/britneysp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-7892092735605180415</id><published>2007-06-12T12:32:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:15.819+05:00</updated><title type='text'>AKON'S 'FAN-THROWING' INJURED A WOMAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qer0wfTKhV8/Rm5NR2M-msI/AAAAAAAAADk/49lL5oK0iLg/s1600-h/akonap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075078799096191682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qer0wfTKhV8/Rm5NR2M-msI/AAAAAAAAADk/49lL5oK0iLg/s200/akonap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LATEST: A woman is demanding an apology from AKON claiming she was injured when the R+B singer allegedly threw a fan into the audience at a gig. Akon has been accused of hurling a 15-year-old male fan into the crowd at the Dutchess Stadium in Fishkill, New York on Sunday (03Jun07) after the teen allegedly threw something on stage. Abby Rosa claims the boy landed on her and she soon felt a headache and blurry vision. Rosa, who claims she was later diagnosed with concussion, has spoken to local police about the incident and has hired a lawyer. She is demanding an apology from Akon, who insists there was nothing criminal in his actions. A local official says the teenager was not injured and left the stadium after declining medical treatment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-7892092735605180415?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7892092735605180415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=7892092735605180415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/7892092735605180415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/7892092735605180415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/06/akons-fan-throwing-injured-woman.html' title='AKON&apos;S &apos;FAN-THROWING&apos; INJURED A WOMAN'/><author><name>antialanaasi</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qer0wfTKhV8/Rm5NR2M-msI/AAAAAAAAADk/49lL5oK0iLg/s72-c/akonap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-8528353161342074982</id><published>2007-06-07T11:31:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:16.077+05:00</updated><title type='text'>She is hot and sexy. But...............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qer0wfTKhV8/RmerCWM-mrI/AAAAAAAAADc/7MB34-_Oy_s/s1600-h/britney18_141x170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073211562064255666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qer0wfTKhV8/RmerCWM-mrI/AAAAAAAAADc/7MB34-_Oy_s/s200/britney18_141x170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qer0wfTKhV8/RmeqXGM-mqI/AAAAAAAAADU/o3r5tugxE5k/s1600-h/britney_spears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073210819034913442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qer0wfTKhV8/RmeqXGM-mqI/AAAAAAAAADU/o3r5tugxE5k/s200/britney_spears.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As &lt;a class="link" href="http://www.actressarchives.com/britney/"&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/a&gt; checked herself into rehab for the third time in a week, most people were wondering just what she needed rehab for. The obvious answer was alcoholism, as Britney has been seen partying with socialite/party girl &lt;a class="link" href="http://www.actressarchives.com/paris/"&gt;Paris Hilton&lt;/a&gt;, and even with &lt;a class="link" href="http://www.actressarchives.com/lindsay/"&gt;Lindsay Lohan&lt;/a&gt;, who is currently in rehab for her own alcohol problems. But as time goes on, and with Spears' publicist, Larry Rudolph, not making any comments as to why Spears needed to check herself into the Promises rehab centre in Malibu, California, another source has come forward to discuss the addictions of &lt;a class="link" href="http://www.actressarchives.com/britney/"&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The New York Daily News got hold of an interview conducted by London publication, The Sunday Mirror, who talked to the first husband of &lt;a class="link" href="http://www.actressarchives.com/britney/"&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/a&gt;, Jason Alexander. Spears and Alexander, childhood friends who were married in Las Vegas for a total of 55 hours back in 2004, shared many of their secrets throughout their friendship, and now Alexander has revealed that &lt;a class="link" href="http://www.actressarchives.com/britney/"&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/a&gt; has been suffering from drug-related problems. Alexander claims that he is breaking his silence on the matter because he does not want to see the declining pop princess wind up like the former Playboy Playmate, Anna Nicole Smith.&lt;br /&gt;25-year-old Jason Alexander told the Sunday Mirror, "It freaked me out when I saw she had shaved off her hair; that was clearly a cry for help." Alexander reiterated that point as he said again that &lt;a class="link" href="http://www.actressarchives.com/britney/"&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/a&gt;, "needs help." Alexander, who claims that he and Spears were involved in a threesome with a female dancer as the trio binged on various drugs, said that even throughout their brief relationship, drugs had been a problem. Alexander said, "We used ecstasy at night to party and cocaine during the day to stay awake. Then we would take downers like Valium or Vicodin to come down and rest. She definitely had a problem with drugs when we were together and that was three years ago."&lt;br /&gt;During the interview with the Sunday Mirror, Jason Alexander recalled an incident where &lt;a class="link" href="http://www.actressarchives.com/britney/"&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/a&gt; nearly died after overdosing on MDMA, or pure ecstasy, while partying in Las Vegas. Alexander said, "I took her into the bathroom and threw her in the shower." Alexander recalled, "She was unconscious. She tripped and fell. I was trying to hold her up and speak to her. She wasn't moving. I remember looking down at her all crumpled in the tub with the water coming down. She looked so white and lifeless. I thought she was dead. I thought, 'This bitch is going to f--king die right here in front of me.'"&lt;br /&gt;But while one of Spears' ex-husbands has been trashing her name in the tabloids, the other man has been trying to offer support. In an uncharacteristically generous and supportive move, &lt;a class="link" href="http://www.absolutepictures.com/kfed/"&gt;Kevin Federline&lt;/a&gt; has been to visit &lt;a class="link" href="http://www.actressarchives.com/britney/"&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/a&gt; twice since she checked into rehab on Wednesday, and has even brought the kids to try to lift the spirits of &lt;a class="link" href="http://www.actressarchives.com/britney/"&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/a&gt;. MTV.uk even reports that &lt;a class="link" href="http://www.absolutepictures.com/kfed/"&gt;Kevin Federline&lt;/a&gt; told &lt;a class="link" href="http://www.actressarchives.com/britney/"&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/a&gt; that, "I'll stand by you if you clean up your act. I just want you to get well." That sentiment was echoed by a friend of Federline's, who reportedly said, "Just a few days ago there was no love lost between the two of them but it's taken Britney's breakdown to make Kevin realize that he still loves her. He's been having second thoughts about the split and thinks there may be hope of a reunion after she gets better."&lt;br /&gt;To top off these wild rumors, MTV.uk has reported that &lt;a class="link" href="http://www.actressarchives.com/britney/"&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/a&gt; has a bed on reserve at the UCLA psychiatric facility should she need it. The friend said, "She'll get much more robust help at UCLA, that's why (her family) have asked if she can stay there for a while." If that's not enough, the website also reports that friends of Spears claim that over the past week, &lt;a class="link" href="http://www.actressarchives.com/britney/"&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/a&gt; has threatened suicide, been strip searched over fears she was concealing drugs, offered &lt;a class="link" href="http://www.absolutepictures.com/kfed/"&gt;Kevin Federline&lt;/a&gt; more than $200,000 to drop a custody hearing, and was found to be in possession of a "death list", which named people she wanted to see dead. On that list, &lt;a class="link" href="http://www.absolutepictures.com/kfed/"&gt;Kevin Federline&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-8528353161342074982?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://try.starware.com/tb/landing/entertainment/entertainment_britfurious.php?aff_id=cpx_ent-britfuri' title='She is hot and sexy. 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But...............'/><author><name>antialanaasi</name><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/_Qer0wfTKhV8/RmerCWM-mrI/AAAAAAAAADc/7MB34-_Oy_s/s72-c/britney18_141x170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313012871772124287.post-1408817881943112951</id><published>2007-06-07T11:19:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T11:25:23.932+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest news about Avril Lavigne</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Click the above link to get the updates of your Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-1408817881943112951?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://showbiz.sky.com/showbiz/article/0,,50001-1269266,00.html' title='Latest news about Avril Lavigne'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1408817881943112951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=1408817881943112951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/1408817881943112951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/1408817881943112951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/06/latest-news-about-avril-lavigne.html' title='Latest news about Avril Lavigne'/><author><name>antialanaasi</name><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-3313012871772124287.post-6794497206145098772</id><published>2007-05-23T08:57:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:59:16.181+05:00</updated><title type='text'>AVRIL LAVIGNE-I'M WITH YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qer0wfTKhV8/RmegH2M-moI/AAAAAAAAADE/Dl3IXyFXJe8/s1600-h/loving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073199561925630594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qer0wfTKhV8/RmegH2M-moI/AAAAAAAAADE/Dl3IXyFXJe8/s200/loving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm standing on the bridge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm waiting in the dark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought that you'd be here by now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's nothing but the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No footsteps on the ground&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm listening but there's no sound&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isn't anyone tryin’ to find me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Won't somebody come take me home?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(VERSE)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's a damn cold night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trying to figure out this life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Won't you take me by the hand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take me somewhere new&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know who you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I... I'm with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Mmm..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm looking for a place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm searching for a face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is anybody here I know?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause nothing's going right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And everything’s a mess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And no one likes to be alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isn't anyone tryin’ to find me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Won't somebody come take me home?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(VERSE)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is everything so confusing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe I'm just out of my mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Yeahe yeahe yeah!..yeahe yeah, yeahe yeah, yeah yeah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;YYYEEEAAAHHH!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(softly)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's a damn cold night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trying to figure out this life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Won't you take me by the hand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take me somewhere new&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know who you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;loudly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm with yououououou!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm with yououououou!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take me by the hand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take me somewhere new&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know who you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm with yououououou!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm with yououououou!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take me by the hand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take me somewhere new&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know who you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;softly) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm with youoo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313012871772124287-6794497206145098772?l=devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6794497206145098772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3313012871772124287&amp;postID=6794497206145098772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/6794497206145098772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313012871772124287/posts/default/6794497206145098772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilangel-lonelyangel.blogspot.com/2007/05/avril-lavigne-im-with-you_22.html' title='AVRIL LAVIGNE-I&apos;M WITH YOU'/><author><name>Devil Angel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553411025082226563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMAxxmueXVM/SCLNax4HEUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6cZRrEd4NnE/S220/colord_crying_angel%255B111%255D%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qer0wfTKhV8/RmegH2M-moI/AAAAAAAAADE/Dl3IXyFXJe8/s72-c/loving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
