<?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-3588832406532563502</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:43:48.602+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Change is never easy. You fight to hold on, you fight to let go</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliaq8iya.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3588832406532563502/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliaq8iya.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15338307080410415909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3588832406532563502.post-2371071780599840364</id><published>2007-09-09T00:37:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T22:02:38.656+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been 9 months</title><content type='html'>Its been 9 months..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               9 months since we stopped caring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               9 months where it hardly ever stopped hurting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               9 months of wondering where the hell we went wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               9 months of waiting for you to know exactly how I was feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               9 months of waiting for you to hold me so tightly and make everything right again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               9 months of convincing myself to try even harder at getting you back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               9 months of trying so hard not to give up and walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               9 months of wondering whether you were sad or happy..whether you had someone to take care of you..whether I always meant this little to you that it wasn't worth your while to actually miss me and fight for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               9 months and still counting!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3588832406532563502-2371071780599840364?l=juliaq8iya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliaq8iya.blogspot.com/feeds/2371071780599840364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3588832406532563502&amp;postID=2371071780599840364' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3588832406532563502/posts/default/2371071780599840364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3588832406532563502/posts/default/2371071780599840364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliaq8iya.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-been-9-months.html' title='Its been 9 months'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15338307080410415909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3588832406532563502.post-7177021960539003562</id><published>2007-07-18T20:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T20:50:19.838+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I hated you</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I shouldn’t care about you anymore. I shouldn’t care if you’re happy or sad, sick or healthy, dead or alive. It shouldn’t mean a thing to me. I should hate you. I should swear to myself that I will never speak to you again. You should be begging me for forgiveness, you should be admitting how much you wronged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything you did, it hurts, it really does. Yet I continue to love you. I continue to care about you. I continue to forgive you without you even asking for my forgiveness. I wish you could just stop for a second and think about how great I have been to you. Think about how many chances I gave you repeatedly when you didn’t deserve it. Think about how many times I was so excited to see you. Think about how I actually made you a priority in my life, and everything you ever wanted I was willing to give you. I would have given the world to see you happy. It kills me, it tears me apart when I see you sad. I don’t know why you’re doing this to yourself, and I really don’t know why you’re doing it to me. Like you said, I don't deserve this. Loving you is hard, hating you is even harder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3588832406532563502-7177021960539003562?l=juliaq8iya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliaq8iya.blogspot.com/feeds/7177021960539003562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3588832406532563502&amp;postID=7177021960539003562' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3588832406532563502/posts/default/7177021960539003562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3588832406532563502/posts/default/7177021960539003562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliaq8iya.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-wish-i-hated-you.html' title='I wish I hated you'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15338307080410415909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3588832406532563502.post-2750469634678323573</id><published>2007-07-17T22:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T20:16:37.148+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning of the end</title><content type='html'>I look back at my life and it’s a rollercoaster, ups and downs and all around. I crave for that straight clear line where I can see where I am and where I’ll be in the future. But that doesn’t seem to be happening. I keep hoping that the future is better than the present because I don’t even know where I am now. I guess I just thought I had everything all figured out. Everything just fit into its place, like a completed puzzle, and then pieces of the puzzle were removed and I’m just starting to notice that they're gone. Now I miss the parts that were removed without me even noticing them. Now I want nothing more than to put the puzzle back together but I just can’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Where did I go wrong?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day I’ll be trying to figure things out here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3588832406532563502-2750469634678323573?l=juliaq8iya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliaq8iya.blogspot.com/feeds/2750469634678323573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3588832406532563502&amp;postID=2750469634678323573' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3588832406532563502/posts/default/2750469634678323573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3588832406532563502/posts/default/2750469634678323573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliaq8iya.blogspot.com/2007/07/beginning-of-end.html' title='The beginning of the end'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15338307080410415909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
