<?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-6488891315630878587</id><updated>2011-07-30T13:05:37.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quotes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>chris. (:</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6488891315630878587.post-5074762343359470994</id><published>2010-05-01T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T11:17:41.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>I do update this once in a while x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take my hand and we'll make it. i swear. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get the best feeling in the world when you say hi or even smile at me because I know, even if it's just for a second, I crossed your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if this is a just a crush, how do I take the real thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try not to pull it apart, you're aiming straight for the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waist deep in thought 'cause when I think of you, I don't feel so alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you love in vain, 'cause love won't set you free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she'll never see the way your eyes, light up when you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just not being with you makes every minute seem like an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you got me addicted to your lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you're not around, I never know what to do or think, because I'm always in a mess without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fight me, flat on my lonely face I fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;standing in the light of your halo, i've got my angel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you were always the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wish I didn't know the truth, because I loved the lie I was living in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you left a hole in my heart when you left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you can't see me wanting you the way you want her, but you are everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep us together. Whatever it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's exactly the same time now. Not too long ago, I was talking to you at this time. I was listening to your voice. I was melting with love. But that was last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we said let go, but I kept on hanging on. inside I know, it's over, you're really gone. it's killin' me, 'cause there ain't nothing that I can do. baby; I stay in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spoiled rotten, confused by the lies she's been fed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she seems to be happy that she is hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you only forgive someone because you can't stand not having them around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, not only for who you are, but for who I am when I'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; tears come streaming down your face when you lose something you can't replace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so build your house brick by boring brick, or the wolf's gonna blow it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life revolves around you. Without you, I am nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because even if you shot a bullet at me, I don't think I'd bear a grudge against you at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it the smallest things that tear us down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I'm living as a blind man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't leave me here again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the moon when the sun goes down. Just so you know, I'll always be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is someone like YOU doing in a place like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be the same, if we ever meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because you're the only one on this earth who actually makes me feel like I'm a living thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget being perfect. i was trying not to be worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/11rd4t5.jpg" border="0" alt="^^"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6488891315630878587-5074762343359470994?l=broken-quotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5074762343359470994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2010/05/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/5074762343359470994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/5074762343359470994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2010/05/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>chris. (:</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://i43.tinypic.com/11rd4t5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6488891315630878587.post-6105883307182119393</id><published>2010-03-08T05:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T10:32:01.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>I deleted the tagboard 'cause no one bothers to tag anyway LOL. so yeah. here you go rofl. sorry if icons are repeated, 'cause i dont rmb what i put up here roflll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x When I'm with you, I'll make every second count cause I miss you, whenever you're not around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/33lf4mp.jpg" border="0" alt="♥"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x Without you I'm no one, I'm nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dollavatars.com/gallery/Lyrics/msndollzu_1181151379.gif" border="0" alt="♥"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x I can't get you off my mind, and everytime I'm in distress, you're the first one I go to. I know it's not normal, but I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dollavatars.com/gallery/Love/sfg4.gif" border="0" alt="♥"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x &amp; I figured all I'm thinking 'bout is you, is you, my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dollavatars.com/gallery/Disney/msndollzu_1329203249.gif" border="0" alt="♥"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x I'll follow you if you follow me, I don't know why you lie so clean. I'll break right through the irony..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dollavatars.com/gallery/Moods/msndollzu_1183508047.png" border="0" alt="♥"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x you don't need me, so stop pretending that you do. if you do, prove it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dollavatars.com/gallery/Clothes/msndollzu_1138594847.gif" border="0" alt="♥"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x give me something to believe in, 'cause I don't believe in you, anymore, anymore. I don't know if there's even a reason to try, so this is goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dollavatars.com/gallery/Anime/msndollzu_1127182171.gif" border="0" alt="♥"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x "I miss you all the time, and even more when things like this happen. I wonder why.." "Oh. I don't know. Ask yourself. Maybe it's 'cause you need someone to talk to." "But you're the first one I go to." "Oh. Maybe you love me." "Yeah. I think so too." [haha, it's weird how i get quotes from things that happen in my daily life.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dollavatars.com/gallery/Fantasy/msndollzu_1170815885.png" border="0" alt="♥"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x Don't know what to say, don't know what to do, 'cause all my thoughts lead back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dollavatars.com/gallery/Fantasy/msndollzu_1182457023.png" border="0" alt="♥"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x I am never allowed to keep anything from you, but you're always hiding things from me. Tell me, how is that fair? I can't trust you if you have doubts. It means you can't trust me too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dollavatars.com/gallery/Lyrics/msndollzu_1370734884.gif" border="0" alt="♥"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x Somehow, no matter how angry we get at each other everytime something happens, I know that in the end, we'll be back together again. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Stronger.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dollavatars.com/gallery/Lyrics/msndollzu_1365531880.gif" border="0" alt="♥"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x If I want something that much, I shouldn't do things that'll take my chances away, but what if I realised I had no chances in the first place, and I've given up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/158bjfp.gif" border="0" alt="♥"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x take my hand, drag me down; if you fall then I will too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/125tj6w.jpg" border="0" alt="♥" width=300&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6488891315630878587-6105883307182119393?l=broken-quotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6105883307182119393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2010/03/lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/6105883307182119393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/6105883307182119393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2010/03/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>chris. (:</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://i49.tinypic.com/33lf4mp_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6488891315630878587.post-8296242811576473869</id><published>2010-02-27T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T05:17:26.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh.</title><content type='html'>Isn't it better to cling to the dream of what could have been, than to ruin everything with reality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like, I'm drowning in the ocean. Somebody come and take me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some dreams aren't meant to come true.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that from the best,&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to be second best. I don't want to be a substitute. I want to be prioritised. I don't want to be the one you look for only when she's not around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stand up for what you think is right,&lt;br /&gt;even if you're standing alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get the best feeling in the world when you say hi or even smile at me because I know, even if it's just for a second, I crossed your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My version of falling in love is borderline psychotic. Should be avoided at all costs. Get obsessed, can't function, all-consuming, tunnel vision, euphoric. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a side effect of the cocaine, I'm thinking that it must be love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like playing the piano. First you must play by the rules, then you must forget the rules and play from your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way you make my heart skip beats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to you, i'm stupid, i'm useless, i can't do anything right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your moon, just so you know, I'll always be around, even when the sun goes down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you love in vain, cause love won't set you free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started hallucinating because now, every little thing that happens leads back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't scare me like that. it's horrible to love you, but to lose you would be hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't realise how easily you can make me laugh, smile or cry - all within a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just not being with you makes every minute seem like an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you got me addicted to your lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should attempt to prove you wrong, because one false move and it's all over if I ever lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I won't live your weak wicked lie, you pull me in, I'm one step behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, no matter how much I try to block you out, you'll always be there, the furthest being pushed to the back of my mind, but you almost never manage to get that far at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you fight me, flat on my lonely face I fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would never be able to get over him, but I met you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing in the light of your halo, I've got my angel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I was lying in bed thinking of you. And I was wondering how wonderful it would be if you were thinking about me too. But then I realised you were thinking of her, and probably thinking about whether she was thinking about you too. Maybe she was, maybe she wasn't. However, if even for a split second you were thinking about me, we would be thinking of each other. Because I can't keep my mind off you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, I'm beginning to trust you more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate how these dreams seem like reality and when I wake up, the first thing I think about is how much I want you and the second thing I think about is how I can't have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy to be able to answer promptly. I said, "I don't know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you always beside me to hold me and to guide me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I didn't know the truth because I loved the lie I was living in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep us together. Whatever it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why we all hand onto something we know we're better off letting go. It's like we're scared to lose what we don't even really have. Some of us say we'd rather have something than nothing at all, but the truth is, to have it halfway is harder than not having it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking chances is really just about overcoming your fears, because the truth is, everytime you take a big risk in your life, no matter how it ends up, you're always glad that you took it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every day we spent together is slowly being replaced by the days we spend apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked me if I knew you. A million memories flashed through my mind and I said, "Not anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't just that I loved him. It's that I loved what I was when I was with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; everytime I see you, I want to cry out, "What's wrong with me?! What do you see in her that you never can in me?!" But I already know the answer to that; everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night, I put my head to my pillow and try to tell meself I'm strong, because I've gone one more day without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; everytime 11:11 comes around, I whisper your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't think about you so much. Because it's not worth it to. But I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic people are here to keep pessimistic people from wallowing in misery. Pessimistic people are here to remind optimistic people of a little fact called Reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so afraid that it'll fall apart if I touch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain, it's two a.m. and I'm cursing your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To lie here under you it's all that I could ever do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: I thought you were going to save the world?&lt;br /&gt;Him: I did. You are my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no life after you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who's always there when I need you, the one I look up to, the one I learn from, the one who never fails at making me smile, the one.... Screw that. You're the one I can't live without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told me to fight, he told me to do everything so I wouldn't give up. but in the end I still lost. he's taught me a lot, but things just don't work out. im giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find icons, ):&lt;br /&gt;but I'll try to put a few in the next update. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6488891315630878587-8296242811576473869?l=broken-quotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8296242811576473869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2010/02/sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/8296242811576473869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/8296242811576473869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2010/02/sigh.html' title='sigh.'/><author><name>chris. (:</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-6488891315630878587.post-3313479278536948489</id><published>2010-02-16T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T06:59:33.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>Lately I've been thinking of Taylor Swift again. I remember her topping all MY charts at one point. Then I went to listen to Breaking Benjamin, Avenged Sevenfold and Three Days Grace for a while. Suddenly she's back! Invisible's old,but still,it's really nice. Not forgetting the newer ones, Today Was A Fairytale and Jump Then Fall. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I'm tough, ambitious, and I know exactly what I want. If that makes me a bitch, okay.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/99moop.gif" border="0" alt="broken-quotes"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to fall asleep when all your dreams are dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/2a4vndz.jpg" border="0" alt="broken-quotes"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s weird, you know the end of something &lt;br /&gt;that has taken so much time to get &lt;br /&gt;over is coming &amp; you’re so relieved &lt;br /&gt;that its finally here but you still, &lt;br /&gt;for some reason want to hold on. &lt;br /&gt;Just for one more second...&lt;br /&gt;just so it can hurt a little more. &lt;br /&gt;After all, this problem has been your &lt;br /&gt;life for so long you’re not sure &lt;br /&gt;if you’ll be used to being free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/v7thxi.jpg" border="0" alt="broken-quotes"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts so much, it tempts me to give up; but temptation is from the decil, so I'll resist the devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2ugcwth.png" border="0" alt="broken-quotes"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because just when I think you're not going to text me, my phone lights up with a message from you - and so does my smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/2h6dkaw.jpg" border="0" alt="broken-quotes"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was with you practically everything else in my life was going wrong,but I was happy. You were worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/k51rt0.jpg" border="0" alt="broken-quotes"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're like a drug. you get me addicted to you. you make me high and you make me smile when i'm down. &amp; i get withdrawal symptoms when we're not together,and i know that deep down inside, you're bad for me. you kill me so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/vmq8sw.jpg" border="0" alt="broken-quotes"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the sky turn light blue, but it's not the same without you. And the silence isn't so bad,till I look at my hands and feel sad, because the spaces between my fingers are where yours fit perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s39/cowmoos/icons/sweet/1.jpg" alt="broken-quotes"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think I'm desperate. Well,maybe I am. For you, at any rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s39/cowmoos/icons/sweet/12.png" alt="broken-quotes"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roses wilt, colours fade, love dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s39/cowmoos/icons/sweet/28.gif" alt="broken-quotes"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I know I won't win, I'll fight. I don't want to lose knowing I didn't try at all. I want to know that I tried my best, because you're worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s39/cowmoos/icons/dance/3.gif" alt="broken-quotes"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've searched all around, but I can't find a more perfect person for me than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u265/korimco/icons/kiss/9.jpg" alt="broken-quotes"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there's no way that you're gonna let me win, so why are you letting me fight on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s39/cowmoos/icons/lovequotes/2.jpg" alt="broken-quotes"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish she loves you more than I do, but hey wake up, that's impossible :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s39/cowmoos/icons/lovequotes/5.jpg" alt="broken-quotes"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not good enough for you, and I know, too, that I never will be - but dammit, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h191/curion123/myspaceicons/love/70.gif" alt="broken-quotes"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a sweet tooth, that's why I've taken a liking for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i150.photobucket.com/albums/s103/yourspacecooment/icons/love/4.gif" alt="broken-quotes"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6488891315630878587-3313479278536948489?l=broken-quotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3313479278536948489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/3313479278536948489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/3313479278536948489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>chris. (:</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://i48.tinypic.com/99moop_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6488891315630878587.post-915036480657931439</id><published>2010-02-06T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T04:36:50.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok ill be nice</title><content type='html'>ok i have alot of icons now. zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everytime our hands touch, i feel static.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want them to know how fabulous you are, but i dont want them to touch you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know your friendship can't be risked, so being his girl is an impossible wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear, everytime i hear your name, my heart beats so fast it hurts, and my face goes red. and i smile. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how many times i see you, i still can't get sick of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't want to sleep 'cause i'd miss you babe, and even though i'd dream of you, that wouldn't be enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you give me so much false hope i'm disillusioned. &lt;/3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope, i dont have rosy cheeks. it's just that whenever i see you i blush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i would never be able to get over him. but that mentality totally changed when i met you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6488891315630878587-915036480657931439?l=broken-quotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/feeds/915036480657931439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2010/02/ok-ill-be-nice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/915036480657931439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/915036480657931439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2010/02/ok-ill-be-nice.html' title='ok ill be nice'/><author><name>chris. (:</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-6488891315630878587.post-5314234166027185647</id><published>2009-10-14T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T05:57:16.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2d2gk6o.jpg" border="0" alt="ChRis"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/34jc9wj.jpg" border="0" alt="ChRis"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/28744rc.jpg" border="0" alt="ChRis"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/aokdhh.jpg" border="0" alt="ChRis"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/33wtkev.jpg" border="0" alt="ChRis"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/xpwoe8.jpg" border="0" alt="ChRis"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/106a5gg.jpg" border="0" alt="ChRis"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/169gvh0.jpg" border="0" alt="ChRis"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/10dbozn.jpg" border="0" alt="ChRis"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/4i0yzc.jpg" border="0" alt="ChRis"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/bhkign.png" border="0" alt="ChRis"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/2zoc7sx.jpg" border="0" alt="ChRis"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS my alt for the pics change every post I guess,unless I have nothing else lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6488891315630878587-5314234166027185647?l=broken-quotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5314234166027185647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/10/ps-my-alt-for-pics-change-every-post-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/5314234166027185647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/5314234166027185647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/10/ps-my-alt-for-pics-change-every-post-i.html' title=''/><author><name>chris. (:</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://i34.tinypic.com/2d2gk6o_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6488891315630878587.post-334535354016586317</id><published>2009-10-14T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T04:35:20.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a suspicion,but didn't want to believe you a liar.You had a mission to prove me right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you expect me to have security when I've lost every ounce of it in me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're on a wire, but it's better than drowning. and i don't care if i fall because i've never been higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You completely let out your story on me.But you let a tiny bit of honesty show through.As the days wind down,running away and blaming others isn't gonna get you anywhere.Anyway, I'm sorry, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left a scar,a mark on me.I know,it'll disappear somebody,but who knows how long it'll take?And what will it take for it to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you were wondering,you are like a hurricane to me.Your violence beautiful,and your center sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here with me,tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause right now I am hurting all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm breakin' at the cracks.Everything goes black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't face the dark without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you're having fun without me.I wonder if you miss me.I wonder if you think about me like I do about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't get someone out of your head,&lt;br /&gt;maybe they're supposed to be there.&lt;br /&gt;-what total bullcrap-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess,you were my ground,the only thing I could stand on.But you're bored of playing with me,so you're leaving.This means the only thing I could rely on would disappear.&amp; I would crumble and fall to pieces.I relied on you.I really did.Now that you're gone,I miss you terribly.It's like a part of me has been taken away.It hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easier to hurt than to heal. I say you lose when you give up what you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love you..." I muttered,not sure if he heard me,or if I really loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna let you know that I'm dying without you 'cause it'll hurt my pride and that's all I have left.For now,it's time to just pretend that I'm over you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6488891315630878587-334535354016586317?l=broken-quotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/feeds/334535354016586317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-wounds-are-unhealedso-i-dont-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/334535354016586317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/334535354016586317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-wounds-are-unhealedso-i-dont-think.html' title=''/><author><name>chris. (:</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-6488891315630878587.post-8695256790505517865</id><published>2009-10-06T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T08:06:54.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every night I pray to God that the things you said were true,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm so afraid that I'm going to lose you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/4vr2he.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re like the North &amp; South Pole of a magnet bar, with no way for us to be close together. There’s a force that’ll always push us both apart. But if you put a metal bar in between, both the magnets will stick to it. And we’ll be close to each other. That metal bar dissolves the force that pushes both of us away. And that metal bar is what we call love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/2zq7q1k.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether I'm truly in love with him,or whether he's just a substitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/14j00zk.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just like the sun and you the flower. I’ll provide sunlight for you to blossom. Sometimes, clouds will prevent me from reaching you. But, you’ll know that I’m always trying to reach you. Just wait for the clouds to clear if you can’t receive my sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/jfx1xk.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6488891315630878587-8695256790505517865?l=broken-quotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8695256790505517865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-was-my-blog-post-but-it-looks-cool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/8695256790505517865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/8695256790505517865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-was-my-blog-post-but-it-looks-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>chris. (:</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://i34.tinypic.com/4vr2he_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6488891315630878587.post-5040633731353710812</id><published>2009-08-28T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T06:00:11.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No icons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so naive,my sorry eyes can see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not supposed to treat you as mine,but I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it.I hate how when I message you,you don't reply.I hate how when she doesn't reply you,you message her even more.I hate how she comes bragging to me when you talk to her.I hate how perfect you are.Most of all,I hate the fact that she suddenly turns up and fights with me over something that I have already laid claim on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like your face when you're in pain inflicted by me.'Cause you can't make me cry anymore,and I can do anything I want to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every part of me belongs to you,because you lay claim over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I treat you as mine thought you're not - and I need contant reminding which you either don't want or can't give me.But this way it's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find another knife,to heal the wound..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should be lucky you have someone to love.Don't expect love in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Lie to me.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live for you love that I will never have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you or nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fix your eyes and get up,better get up,while you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failing love,fading love,will not revive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6488891315630878587-5040633731353710812?l=broken-quotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5040633731353710812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-icons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/5040633731353710812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/5040633731353710812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-icons.html' title=''/><author><name>chris. (:</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-6488891315630878587.post-257892648363744795</id><published>2009-08-23T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:05:09.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;If &lt;u&gt;you love me&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;i&gt;don't bother me now... Or ever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/212z6dg.png" border="0" alt="❤"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting &lt;b&gt;isn't&lt;/b&gt; enough. You can &lt;u&gt;paddle away from the memories&lt;/u&gt;,but they'll circle &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; like sharks,leaving you in a pool of &lt;s&gt;your own blood and fear&lt;/s&gt;. Until &lt;u&gt;someday&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;b&gt;or someone&lt;/b&gt; - will be able to do more than just patch up the wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/287f3v7.jpg" border="0" alt="❤"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second chances?&lt;br /&gt;They &lt;u&gt;don't matter&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;b&gt;people never change&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/2w2ohsn.jpg" border="0" alt="❤"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's strange and sad how peole go from being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;strangers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;friends&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;more than friends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly back to being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;strangers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So fast.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/2zob1mv.gif" border="0" alt="❤"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just &lt;b&gt;those days&lt;/b&gt; when it all goes wrong, then you see his face and it seems like &lt;i&gt;everything's okay&lt;/i&gt;.That's the temporary good twist of the day,girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/w6w7pt.jpg" border="0" alt="❤"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't want to be with &lt;u&gt;me&lt;/u&gt;,you want to be with &lt;u&gt;her&lt;/u&gt;.So I'm &lt;b&gt;not going to interfere&lt;/b&gt;,I'm going to &lt;b&gt;sit back and watch my world disappear&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/24q315j.jpg" border="0" alt="❤"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stating facts,&lt;br /&gt;guys are &lt;b&gt;cowards&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;u&gt;less guts than women&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/30w9lrd.gif" border="0" alt="❤"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But baby when they knock you &lt;u&gt;down and out&lt;/u&gt; it's where you &lt;b&gt;oughta stay&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/15hobir.jpg" border="0" alt="❤"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weren't we in love? Now we can't even talk properly without a quarrel starting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;See,love hurts.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/2i7o6q8.png" border="0" alt="❤"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm unashamed,I'm gonna show my scar;Give a cheer,for all the broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/11kz60w.gif" border="0" alt="❤"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fantasize about rejecting the apologies that I know will never come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/2vtttee.png" border="0" alt="❤"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go,let me go too.Love me; that's all I ask of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/eijjh4.gif" border="0" alt="❤"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She fights for her life and nobody knows;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/33pee52.png" border="0" alt="❤"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can keep talking, but baby i'm walking away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/1495lbp.gif" border="0" alt="❤"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you lost the thing you cherish the most in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/20f3v9.jpg" border="0" alt="❤"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6488891315630878587-257892648363744795?l=broken-quotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/feeds/257892648363744795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/08/yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/257892648363744795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/257892648363744795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/08/yes.html' title='YES.'/><author><name>chris. (:</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://i32.tinypic.com/212z6dg_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6488891315630878587.post-6297374404239416874</id><published>2009-08-21T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T07:32:35.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kk,I put 4 quotes here.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do -.-&lt;br /&gt;No icons though ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;In case you &lt;u&gt;failed&lt;/u&gt; to notice, in case&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;u&gt;failed&lt;/u&gt; to see, this is &lt;b&gt;my heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;bleeding before you&lt;/i&gt;. This is me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;down on my knees.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;s&gt;promised&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;s&gt;broke it&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You said &lt;b&gt;I could believe you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end,I believed a lie,&lt;u&gt;your lie.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I knew&lt;/u&gt; it would never work, &lt;i&gt;but&lt;/i&gt; I kept on loving you. &lt;u&gt;I knew&lt;/u&gt; that you would break me, &lt;i&gt;but&lt;/i&gt; I kept my faith in you. &amp; &lt;u&gt;I knew&lt;/u&gt; you kept telling me lies &lt;i&gt;but&lt;/i&gt; I still believed everything you said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And see the situation I'm in.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Kingdom Of Loathing&lt;br /&gt;An Adventurer is You!&lt;br /&gt;The Kingdom Of Males&lt;br /&gt;A Bastard is You!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6488891315630878587-6297374404239416874?l=broken-quotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6297374404239416874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/08/kki-put-4-quotes-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/6297374404239416874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/6297374404239416874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/08/kki-put-4-quotes-here.html' title=''/><author><name>chris. (:</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-6488891315630878587.post-3987030806500880406</id><published>2009-07-08T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T05:14:30.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that we&lt;br /&gt;are still standing&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;is reason enough&lt;br /&gt;to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you said this would last forever and that we wouldn't give up.What's with your cowardly attitude,leaving me alone in the lurch to fight against the word on &lt;b&gt;my own&lt;/b&gt; just because you changed your mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're not meant to be. Oh,who cares,I love you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never gave up on you,but you kept pushing me in that direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6488891315630878587-3987030806500880406?l=broken-quotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3987030806500880406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/07/fact-that-we-are-still-standing-at-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/3987030806500880406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/3987030806500880406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/07/fact-that-we-are-still-standing-at-end.html' title=''/><author><name>chris. (:</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-6488891315630878587.post-7338989114199571568</id><published>2009-07-02T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T07:31:37.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&amp; &lt;b&gt;he's&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;everything&lt;/u&gt; I need to &lt;i&gt;fall into&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/2z70377.png" border="0" alt="♥"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;No matter&lt;/u&gt; what happens,&lt;u&gt;no matter&lt;/u&gt; how hard life hits you,&lt;b&gt;don't&lt;/b&gt; forget that the sun is always shining.If it can continue shining behind all the clouds,&lt;i&gt;why can't you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2py5j5t.jpg" border="0" alt="♥"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Please,don't leave me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/167v0hw.gif" border="0" alt="♥"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love&lt;/b&gt; is a &lt;i&gt;myth&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2s8obph.png" border="0" alt="♥"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stars&lt;/b&gt; are &lt;u&gt;struck&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moons&lt;/b&gt; are &lt;u&gt;beams&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The cure for love&lt;/i&gt; is what it seems.The &lt;b&gt;doe&lt;/b&gt; will find another &lt;b&gt;buck&lt;/b&gt;,to &lt;u&gt;replace&lt;/u&gt; the one who has &lt;i&gt;no luck&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2s8obph.png" border="0" alt="♥"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Every day&lt;/u&gt;,I think of you for &lt;b&gt;24 hours&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/2uhwmti.png" border="0" alt="♥"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6488891315630878587-7338989114199571568?l=broken-quotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7338989114199571568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/7338989114199571568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/7338989114199571568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>chris. (:</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://i39.tinypic.com/2z70377_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6488891315630878587.post-1342870990043540681</id><published>2009-06-26T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T04:39:10.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Do what you do best,and run away like the faggot that you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" border="0" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/love/love_19.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cast off the chains of destiny,freely soaring under the sky,I will show us what a miracle we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" border="0" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/love/love_75.bmp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that is your wish,no matter what I'd have to go through,I'll make it come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" border="0" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/love/love_148.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd go through hellfire for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" border="0" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/naughty/naughty_47.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; every night, with tears rolling down her cheeks, she thinks of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" border="0" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/text/text_112.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid,retarded,unfeeling,irresponsible,flirtatious boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" border="0" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/fantasy/fantasy_1.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am,the usually loud and enthusiastic me,now pathetically crying myself to sleep every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" border="0" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/girls/girls_115.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe,I &lt;s&gt;don't&lt;/s&gt; need you.At least,I shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" border="0" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/funny/funny_74.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absentmindedly making me want you;&amp; I don't know why,with you I'd dance,in a storm in my best dress,fearless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="♥" border="0" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/icon/friends/friends_42.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6488891315630878587-1342870990043540681?l=broken-quotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1342870990043540681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/06/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/1342870990043540681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/1342870990043540681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/06/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>chris. (:</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-6488891315630878587.post-9056540225607404398</id><published>2009-06-17T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T04:40:47.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;many of the other girls do it just like you looking as innocent as possible to get to who they want and what they like, it's easy if you do it right. well, i refuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cuteicons.net/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Hosted by Cute Icons.NET" src="http://www.cuteicons.net/images/icons/5413-FRNIRXX.jpg" border="0" style="border:1px solid #CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now,before it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cuteicons.net/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Hosted by Cute Icons.NET" src="http://www.cuteicons.net/images/icons/5831-LoVgdWW.jpg" border="0" style="border:1px solid #CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want me to fall for you,you'll have to find me something worth tripping over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cuteicons.net/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Hosted by Cute Icons.NET" src="http://www.cuteicons.net/images/icons/5204-smpzBTh.jpg" border="0" style="border:1px solid #CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your smile puts the city lights in shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cuteicons.net/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Hosted by Cute Icons.NET" src="http://www.cuteicons.net/images/icons/5293-QmIlxTd.jpg" border="0" style="border:1px solid #CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day you'll see, even if you go down on your knees, you couldn't make me stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cuteicons.net/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Hosted by Cute Icons.NET" src="http://www.cuteicons.net/images/icons/5330-QQQXyCb.jpg" border="0" style="border:1px solid #CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6488891315630878587-9056540225607404398?l=broken-quotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/feeds/9056540225607404398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/9056540225607404398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/9056540225607404398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>chris. (:</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-6488891315630878587.post-8406914357110163134</id><published>2009-06-13T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T04:43:38.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Pictures of &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;pictures of &lt;u&gt;me&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;remind us all of what we &lt;b&gt;could have&lt;/b&gt; been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.jellymuffin.com/icons/love/images/icon065.gif"  alt="♥" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know&lt;/i&gt; that you &lt;u&gt;hate&lt;/u&gt; me while I &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; you,&lt;br /&gt;which is why you're &lt;b&gt;hurting&lt;/b&gt; me so much.&lt;br /&gt;Thus,&lt;i&gt;I've decided,I've decided&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;b&gt;give up&lt;/b&gt; on you and start anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.jellymuffin.com/icons/anime/images/sign041.gif"  alt="♥" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Once broken&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;considered &lt;b&gt;sold&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So shouldn't you buy my heart?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.jellymuffin.com/icons/love/images/icon071.jpg"  alt="♥" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were &lt;b&gt;perfection&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so no matter how many more &lt;i&gt;handsome guys&lt;/i&gt; there are out there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;nothing&lt;/u&gt; beats you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.jellymuffin.com/icons/love/images/icon216.gif"  alt="♥" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I may have said this &lt;i&gt;many times before&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm &lt;b&gt;positive&lt;/b&gt; about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.jellymuffin.com/icons/emo/images/165.jpg"  alt="♥" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're &lt;u&gt;everything&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ever wanted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;baby&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So,I'll compare all the boys I've been with&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;u&gt;no one&lt;/u&gt; will be able to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;beat&lt;/i&gt; you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.jellymuffin.com/icons/emo/images/70.png"  alt="♥" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of &lt;u&gt;crying&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of &lt;i&gt;trying&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm &lt;b&gt;smiling&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But inside I'm &lt;s&gt;dying&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lol I know this one is very popular but..:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.jellymuffin.com/icons/love/images/icon034.gif"  alt="♥" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean,&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; were &lt;b&gt;meant to be&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;u&gt;me&lt;/u&gt;.This was how it was,right from the &lt;i&gt;start&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.jellymuffin.com/icons/love/images/icon197.gif"  alt="♥" border=0&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6488891315630878587-8406914357110163134?l=broken-quotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8406914357110163134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/06/finallyill-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/8406914357110163134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/8406914357110163134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/06/finallyill-update.html' title='UPDATE:D'/><author><name>chris. (:</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-6488891315630878587.post-7916136021128536127</id><published>2009-05-29T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T06:16:44.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As promised,two poems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY POEMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the night,&lt;br /&gt;the stars are bright,&lt;br /&gt;when I look at them,&lt;br /&gt;it makes the world right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the night,&lt;br /&gt;I play with the table light,&lt;br /&gt;and wonder just what plight,&lt;br /&gt;I have got myself into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look up at the stars.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder just where you are,&lt;br /&gt;you feel a million miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bright,cold silver moonlight,&lt;br /&gt;beams into my room.&lt;br /&gt;Cold silver tears slide down,&lt;br /&gt;I remember our fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,so ever slight,&lt;br /&gt;the major fight.&lt;br /&gt;And now,I thought we just might,&lt;br /&gt;end this everly fight,&lt;br /&gt;Justice,we might,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=blue&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart was broken,&lt;br /&gt;the strings around me loosened.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the first time I saw you,&lt;br /&gt;my heart skipped a beat.&lt;br /&gt;All I knew was that you were the one I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can keep me away,&lt;br /&gt;you know I wasn't one to be kept at bay.&lt;br /&gt;Honey,it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;But alas,darling,&lt;br /&gt;look at us now.&lt;br /&gt;Thou art playing foul.&lt;br /&gt;I loved you,I really did.&lt;br /&gt;And I still shall&lt;br /&gt;Till when I'm dead and gone&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6488891315630878587-7916136021128536127?l=broken-quotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7916136021128536127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/05/as-promisedtwo-poems.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/7916136021128536127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/7916136021128536127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/05/as-promisedtwo-poems.html' title=''/><author><name>chris. (:</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-6488891315630878587.post-8534711515871940735</id><published>2009-05-17T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T04:50:38.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's the point of believing in things that you cannot see?Believe in what you see. Don't believe in love; believe in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 letters.&lt;br /&gt;3 words.&lt;br /&gt;1 regret.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;I  M I S S  Y O U&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You learn in &lt;i&gt;life&lt;/i&gt; that you’ll &lt;b&gt;change&lt;/b&gt; for two reasons.&lt;br /&gt;One, you learn enough that you want to.&lt;br /&gt;or two, &lt;u&gt;you’ve been hurt enough&lt;/u&gt; that you have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She finally &lt;i&gt;accepted&lt;/i&gt; it&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;u&gt;didn't want&lt;/u&gt; her,&lt;br /&gt;and now she's &lt;b&gt;moving on&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean &lt;i&gt;she's over it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she's &lt;u&gt;not letting you bring her down&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's &lt;b&gt;stronger than you think.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;b&gt;aren't&lt;/b&gt; thinking about me at all.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are &lt;i&gt;holding back&lt;/i&gt; the tears,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;my pride&lt;/u&gt; won't let you see me act a fool.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be &lt;b&gt;damned&lt;/b&gt; if I let you know that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I still feel something for you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's addicted to &lt;i&gt;the song lyrics&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;u&gt;spill her heart out&lt;/u&gt; for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;One&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;heartbreak&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two&lt;/b&gt; eyes crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three&lt;/b&gt; words &lt;u&gt;never said&lt;/u&gt; again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Four&lt;/b&gt; hands that &lt;i&gt;won't be held&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five&lt;/b&gt; mornings you'll pass him in the halls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Six&lt;/b&gt; love notes, ripped &amp; torn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seven&lt;/b&gt; days a week you'll think of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eight&lt;/b&gt; sad songs a night before bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nine&lt;/b&gt; wishes that never came true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ten&lt;/b&gt; times you'll be hurt before you get over him(: *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;i&gt;aiming&lt;/i&gt; to be somebody that somebody &lt;u&gt;trusts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6488891315630878587-8534711515871940735?l=broken-quotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8534711515871940735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/05/rightgo-tag-my-blog-if-youre-hereand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/8534711515871940735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/8534711515871940735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/05/rightgo-tag-my-blog-if-youre-hereand.html' title=''/><author><name>chris. (:</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-6488891315630878587.post-1049532072610624806</id><published>2009-05-16T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T09:55:09.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>★Friends for life,not just a summer or a spring.&lt;br /&gt;-Sarah Brightman&lt;br /&gt;★I hate her.I hate the way she looks at you.I hate the way you're friends with her but you ignore me.I hate everything about that lucky girl.&lt;br /&gt;★Please treat him well.If you ever break his heart,I'll break your neck.&lt;br /&gt;★I'm with you,now and always.Even if we are apart,trust me,my heart will still be with you.And yours,with me.Forever.It's whatever you want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;★We're gonna make it.I swear.We could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again.&lt;br /&gt;★They all say you should believe in something.Well,I am a mercenary,and I believe in money.&lt;br /&gt;★I mean,there's no such thing as love.See,everyday,hearts are broken,friendships are torn,and tears and shed just over this simple,retarded thing - love.They say love makes you happy.If it makes you happy,why are so many people crying,comitting suicide and losing their friends because of love?&lt;br /&gt;★Sick of crying,tired of trying.Yeah I'm smiling,but inside I'm dying.&lt;br /&gt;★You cannot swim in a world this shallow.&lt;br /&gt;★All I need to know is that I'm something you'll be thinking of.&lt;br /&gt;★Loving you wasn't the hard part.Giving up was.&lt;br /&gt;★I'm infatuated with you,boy.But hey,guess what,I'm infatuated with him,him and him too.&lt;br /&gt;★You'll never remember the things I'll never forget.&lt;br /&gt;★Looking through our old chat logs and crying over what could have been;Honestly,what do I do with myself?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6488891315630878587-1049532072610624806?l=broken-quotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1049532072610624806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/05/friends-for-lifenot-just-summer-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/1049532072610624806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/1049532072610624806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/05/friends-for-lifenot-just-summer-or.html' title=''/><author><name>chris. (:</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-6488891315630878587.post-2192048253874592896</id><published>2009-05-14T07:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T07:43:42.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just to describe my feelings and while away my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Somehow,I know,my heart's breaking into many tiny pieces,but my eyes won't ever shed a tear for a boy like you.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Now you see me,&lt;br /&gt;now you don't.&lt;br /&gt;Now you need me,&lt;br /&gt;now you don't.&lt;br /&gt;-superstarquotes&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Are you okay?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I guess so..&lt;br /&gt;Girl: You don't know me well enough.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;If you don't understand my feelings,why don't you just stop asking questions and leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Who cares about boys like him;We'll just have to face forward.It's all okay.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Lie to me.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I love you.&lt;br /&gt;-superstarquotes&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;You made me,&lt;br /&gt;but you broke me.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;My heart isn't broken,oh no,it isn't.It's just torn,tattered and shattered &lt;/3&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;He kissed my lips,I taste your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;He pulled me in,I was disgusted with myself.&lt;br /&gt;-katy perry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6488891315630878587-2192048253874592896?l=broken-quotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2192048253874592896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-to-describe-my-feelings-and-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/2192048253874592896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6488891315630878587/posts/default/2192048253874592896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-quotes.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-to-describe-my-feelings-and-while.html' title=''/><author><name>chris. 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