<?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-3818044217991296729</id><updated>2011-07-07T23:13:33.757-07:00</updated><category term='dream'/><category term='DBZ'/><category term='otaku'/><category term='myself'/><category term='school life'/><category term='nolife life'/><category term='fangirlism'/><category term='love'/><category term='ça m&apos;énerve'/><category term='queer as folk'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>Spread your legs...</title><subtitle type='html'>...we need to have a serious talk....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-3762649757939310025</id><published>2010-02-27T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T08:14:49.412-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nolife life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='otaku'/><title type='text'>Saturday wait. And Sunday always comes too late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S4lE4EGZC0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/0CY_pfmn2KE/s1600-h/yummy070+-+flickr+by+tanyakikis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 324px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S4lE4EGZC0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/0CY_pfmn2KE/s400/yummy070+-+flickr+by+tanyakikis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442957354617867074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ça fait une éternité que je n'ai pas raconté ma vie sur ce blog. C'est vrai que souvent je poste des paroles de chansons ou des extraits de textes qui se rapportent à mes états d'âme...&lt;br /&gt;Enfin en même temps vu qu'il ne se passe jamais rien dans ma vie, j'risque pas de raconter des choses intéressantes ! Mais bon, parfois ça me prends, j'ai envie d'écrire.&lt;br /&gt;C'est la fin des vacances, on est samedi, et j'ai encore &lt;strong&gt;plein&lt;/strong&gt; de choses à faire. J'ai envie de dessiner, de lire, de chercher de belles images, de jouer à la version rouge de Pokémon... mais avant tout je dois faire mes devoirs ! Mon Dieu, ce que je n'ai pas envie de passer par cette étape ! Mais il le faut bien, j'ai déjà pas mon premier semestre, alors faut que je me rattrape au deuxième... ouais, vraiment pas envie d'aller au rattrapage tu vois t'as vu.&lt;br /&gt;Je tourne la tête et ha... quel bonheur de voir Koruru gazouiller en jouer avec son jouet ! Ça fait quand même, quoi... 6 mois que je le lui ai acheté ? Il était ptête temps qu'il s'y intéresse ! &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma folie oiseaux passée, voilà maintenant que je passe par la case de &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 255);"&gt;l'aquariophilie&lt;/span&gt;. J'veux un poisson ptaiiiin. Un Combatant, ou alors un poisson à tête de Lion, dans un beau bocal... JE SAIS. Je sais je sais. Un bocal pour un poisson c'est maaaal. Mais c'est tellement &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 255);"&gt;beau&lt;/span&gt;... c'est à cause de toutes ces photos que l'on trouve sur &lt;a class="link" rel="nofollow" href="http://weheartit.com/" onclick="window.open(this.href); return false;"&gt;weheartit&lt;/a&gt; lààà ! Et encore, encore heureux que je ne veuille pas le mettre dans une ampoule ! &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Je devrais arrêter de prêter autant d'attention au Beau, parce que j'me fais toujours &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 255);"&gt;niquer&lt;/span&gt; ! ^__^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfin comme d'habitude, cette envie me passera. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 255);"&gt;Inconstance&lt;/span&gt; oblige !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et d'ailleurs :  &lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This feeling will go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; C'est obligé non, puisque je suis inconstante ? Je pensais vraiment que c'était fini. Je n'avais pas menti en disant il y a quelques temps que j'avais réussi, c'est juste que ça m'est revenue comme un boomerang en pleine gueule. Je n'avais juste pas trouvé le remède à la maladie. Et sans remède, la maladie ne peut pas disparaître, juste s'amenuiser à la limite. Mais là j'ai décider de ne pas me laisser ronger, et j'ai peut-être trouver l'antidote. Enfin on en est qu'au stade de l'expérimentation pour le moment, mais c'est déjà ça pour décrocher un peu !&lt;br /&gt;(...Comprendra qui pourra hein.  :  D)&lt;br /&gt;Bon je vais passer à un sujet qui n'aura pas besoin de décodeur : &lt;strong&gt;NEURONEURONEURONEURONEURO. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre, l'anime en soit n'a rien d'exceptionnel, mais j'étais quand même à fond dedans. C'est simple, c'est devenu ma &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 255);"&gt;drogue&lt;/span&gt; de la semaine. Neuro, je t'aime. Fais-moi mal. Owi owiiii. Non, sérieusement. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 255);"&gt;Yako x Neuro&lt;/span&gt; est l'un des seuls &lt;strong&gt;rares&lt;/strong&gt; couples &lt;strong&gt;hétéros&lt;/strong&gt; qui me passionnent. Pourquoi l'anime s'est fini aussi vite... Je veux plus de fics et de doujins !! ç_ç Il faut que je me nourrisse du manga maintenant, je ne veux pas passer à autre chose tout de suite.&lt;br /&gt;Voilà, c'était mon petit moment otaku. : D&lt;br /&gt;Et je trouve que cet article se fait long (enfin c'est surtout que je dois bosser ! XD) alors je vais finir sur ceci :&lt;br /&gt;Un &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; quoi, c'est &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;abusé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Si je pouvais te souhaiter quelque chose, c'est que tu t'fasses écraser par une horde de cycliste. &lt;strong&gt;ENCULÉ VA !&lt;/strong&gt;  (et c'est le cas d'le dire, j'suis sûre.)&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/3818044217991296729-3762649757939310025?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/3762649757939310025/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2010/02/saturday-wait-and-sunday-always-comes.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/3762649757939310025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/3762649757939310025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2010/02/saturday-wait-and-sunday-always-comes.html' title='Saturday wait. And Sunday always comes too late.'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S4lE4EGZC0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/0CY_pfmn2KE/s72-c/yummy070+-+flickr+by+tanyakikis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-5706259669880485637</id><published>2010-01-18T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T12:42:52.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want your everything as long as it's free.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S1THwUzJxFI/AAAAAAAAAHo/l4_1O0PNwTc/s1600-h/Capturer3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S1THwUzJxFI/AAAAAAAAAHo/l4_1O0PNwTc/s400/Capturer3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428183083919197266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16px;"&gt;J'veux ton &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 170, 255);"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;, I don't wanna be &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 170, 255);"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16px;"&gt;I don't wanna be friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Caught in a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 170, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad&lt;/strong&gt; Romance&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16px;"&gt;I don't wanna be friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16px;"&gt;Want your Bad Romance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Caught in a Bad Romance!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16px;"&gt;Want your Bad Romance! &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/3818044217991296729-5706259669880485637?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/5706259669880485637/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2010/01/jveux-ton-amour-i-dont-wanna-be-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/5706259669880485637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/5706259669880485637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2010/01/jveux-ton-amour-i-dont-wanna-be-friends.html' title='I want your everything as long as it&apos;s free.'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S1THwUzJxFI/AAAAAAAAAHo/l4_1O0PNwTc/s72-c/Capturer3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-4866937073626538074</id><published>2010-01-08T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T15:12:05.898-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>The sun comes up, the day is calling, but in your world the sky is falling down, and you say nothing~♫</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Là, ce que je veux tout de suite maintenant, c'est un chien pour aller le sortir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*soupire*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0e7qk0qQdI/AAAAAAAAAHY/3QdGnc5pzxU/s1600-h/20090805011243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0e7qk0qQdI/AAAAAAAAAHY/3QdGnc5pzxU/s320/20090805011243.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424510616304501202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818044217991296729-4866937073626538074?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/4866937073626538074/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2010/01/sun-comes-up-day-is-calling-but-in-your.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/4866937073626538074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/4866937073626538074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2010/01/sun-comes-up-day-is-calling-but-in-your.html' title='The sun comes up, the day is calling, but in your world the sky is falling down, and you say nothing~♫'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0e7qk0qQdI/AAAAAAAAAHY/3QdGnc5pzxU/s72-c/20090805011243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-4812093425303864193</id><published>2010-01-06T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T15:42:21.203-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Un jour...</title><content type='html'>...on achètera un appartement pas trop loin de nos familles et on y vivra tous les deux. On aura peut-être un petit chien, ou un chat qui viendra se frotter à nous pour réclamer de l'attention, ou qui viendra nous rejoindre au lit, sur notre dos faire de petits massages avec ses pattes pour ensuite s'y installer en ronronnant. De temps en temps, on ira boire un verre avec ton père et ta mère, ou avec ma mère, ou alors avec nos amis, et on rentrera tout joyeux de notre soirée et on fera l'amour jusqu'à ne plus avoir de force, et je m'endormirai dans tes bras. Parfois aussi, on sera tellement crevés par notre travaille qu'on fera la grasse matinée, et je serai celle qui te réveillera avec un grand sourire sur le visage. Je te raconterai mon rêve et toi le tiens, et on se demandera ce qu'on fera de notre journée. Et la plupart du temps on ne fera rien de spécial, juste rester ensemble à regarder des films qu'on aura louer ou à parler de tout et de rien. Parce que la simple présence de l'autre nous suffira, en fait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0UfRulxgvI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/e8zNBwV82UI/s1600-h/palaris_vocaloid_012+by+shaikos.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0UfRulxgvI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/e8zNBwV82UI/s320/palaris_vocaloid_012+by+shaikos.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423775715662332658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818044217991296729-4812093425303864193?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/4812093425303864193/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2010/01/un-jour.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/4812093425303864193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/4812093425303864193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2010/01/un-jour.html' title='Un jour...'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0UfRulxgvI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/e8zNBwV82UI/s72-c/palaris_vocaloid_012+by+shaikos.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-2516760297454961404</id><published>2009-12-01T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T13:35:18.827-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Le jeu du chat et de la souris.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;S'il y a quelqu'un qui nous aime malgré tout nos défauts, on l'aimera aussi, et si une autre personne, plus intéressante que la première et qui nous aime encore plus, apparaît, nos sentiments vont se tourner vers elle. (Et c'est généralement ce que notre entourage nous conseille aussi.) Et lorsqu'un problème survient et qu'on se retrouve seul, on se dit qu'on est plus tranquille et qu'on se sent mieux ainsi ! Si l'on est satisfait, on n'essaiera pas de changer notre façon d'être. Il est facile d'accepter quelqu'un, mais il est difficile de l'aimer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;D'un autre côté, il existe aussi des personnes auxquelles on s'attache alors qu'on sait très bien qu'elle ne fera que nous causer des ennuis et qu'elle ne nous apportera rien de bon. Et c'est justement le genre de sentiments dont on se débarrasse avec le plus de difficulté. [...] Dans cette situation, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;l'amour devient une vraie maladie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Je suis un papillon de nuit qui s'est jeté de lui-même dans tes filets. Je rêve du jour où tu me croqueras. Mais toi, tu te contentes de me donner ton miel pour me garder en vie. Un jour, un joli papillon se posera sur ton filet... et tu le dégusteras juste sous mes yeux. Et quand j'aurai assisté à ce spectacle... je pourrai enfin me libérer. A ce moment là je serai déjà dans un sale état... Mais peu importe. Comme je suis ridiculement stupide... plus tu te montres gentil, plus je t'aime !! [...] Et plus mon sentiment grandit, plus mon désir s'intensifie. L'étau se resserre et je me retrouve étranglé[e]. [...] En ce moment même... je ne sais pas comment franchir la distance qui nous sépare. Et dire que cette relation... s'arrêtera dés que je renoncerai à dire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;"je te ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;ux"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Je croyais qu'on tombait amoureux pour être heureux. Une belle chimère de gamin tiens !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Est-ce de l'amour ? Vraiment ? Cette douleur qui me broie au plus profond de mon corps ? Cette souffrance qui emporte tout des pieds à la tête... Et qui m'empêche de ressentir autre chose ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;C'est une mauvaise plaisanterie. Si c'est ça l'amour... Je voudrais ne plus jamais revivre cela. Si c'est ça l'amour... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;l'amour est un fardeau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Mais] dans la vie, il y a des choses beaucoup plus importantes... que de se mettre dans tous ses états à cause de l'amour.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Même si ce ne sont pas mes propres mots... c'est tout comme.&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Merci, Setona Mizushiro, du plus profond de mon coeur, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;merci&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SxU0n87nXtI/AAAAAAAAAGg/quVZGf9sqz4/s1600/ygo1_innovade.png+by+withlace.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SxU0n87nXtI/AAAAAAAAAGg/quVZGf9sqz4/s320/ygo1_innovade.png+by+withlace.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410288388331232978" border="0" /&gt;&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/3818044217991296729-2516760297454961404?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/2516760297454961404/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/12/le-jeu-du-chat-et-de-la-souris.html#comment-form' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/2516760297454961404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/2516760297454961404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/12/le-jeu-du-chat-et-de-la-souris.html' title='Le jeu du chat et de la souris.'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SxU0n87nXtI/AAAAAAAAAGg/quVZGf9sqz4/s72-c/ygo1_innovade.png+by+withlace.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-3842963131600539236</id><published>2009-09-22T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T15:10:39.787-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nolife life'/><title type='text'>Dear-sweet-perverted-lord-of-all-that-was-good-and-erotic...he was actually finger-fucking himself.</title><content type='html'>Ho non... il est &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 255);"&gt;2:00&lt;/span&gt;, et je me retrouve à rallumer l'ordi alors que je m'étais couchée à minuit. Je crois que je refais une crise d'insomnie... oh non, s'il vous plait, pourquoi ce soir ? Peut-être parce que j'ai trop chaud, peut-être parce que j'ai ces foutus ragnagnas. Ou peut-être parce que &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 255);"&gt;Takumi me hante&lt;/span&gt;. Mais pourquoi je me sens aussi bizarre depuis que j'ai commencé à lire &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ? Enfin si je sais pourquoi, c'est parce que Hachi me ressemble tellement... et pourtant je crois que je la trouve ignoble quelque part, même si bon, je la comprends aussi... dois-je me trouver ignoble alors ?&lt;br /&gt;En tout cas je réalise qu'il me faudrait &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 255);"&gt;une meilleure amie IRL&lt;/span&gt;. A qui je pourrais tout dire, qui me prêterait son épaule à n'importe quel moment pour que j'y pleure , et qui n'hésiterait pas à me foutre une claque lorsqu'il le faut.&lt;br /&gt;...C'est fou, c'est toujours après avoir lu un manga que je réfléchis à ma propre vie.&lt;br /&gt;J'ai envie de devenir &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 255);"&gt;indépendante&lt;/span&gt; comme Nana, me prendre un appart, enchaîner les petits boulots, avoir un petit copain, me prendre la tête avec, en rencontrer un autre jusqu'à ce que je trouve le "prince charmant", et m'amuser avec ma petite bande d'amis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avoir une vie quoi. &lt;/strong&gt;Ce qui, pour le moment, n'en ai rien.&lt;br /&gt;En tout cas demain (enfin vu l'heure, disons plutôt cet aprem), j'aurai quand même un semblant de vie ; aller en ville avec ma soeur et mon petit frère me ruiner dans les magasins de fringues et chaussures en essayant de me redéfinir un style (bon pour la coiffure on n'y peut malheureusement pas grand chose, mes cheveux me faisant la misère).&lt;br /&gt;J'aimerais porter de belles choses sans être complexée par mon poids. (Merci à &lt;em&gt;Edition Spécial&lt;/em&gt; ? )&lt;br /&gt;J'aimerais &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 255);"&gt;repartir à zéro&lt;/span&gt;. Et je sais que j'en suis capable (après tout, j'ai déjà commencé le boulot non ?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, pardon à Kyô et ptit Will de vous avoir utilisé comme coussins.;;;;&lt;br /&gt;Et aussi à Julie et à Koruru, je suppose que le bruit du clavier et la lumière de l'ordi doit vous déranger. Désolée, j'essaie de me fatiguer histoire de pouvoir m'endormir. Mmmmh pourquoi ne pas aller faire un ptit tour du côté des fics &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 255);"&gt;Kyon/Koizumi&lt;/span&gt; ? Ce dernier doujin que je viens de lire (bien illustré par le titre de mon article) m'en a bien donné l'envie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818044217991296729-3842963131600539236?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/3842963131600539236/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/09/dear-sweet-perverted-lord-of-all-that.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/3842963131600539236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/3842963131600539236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/09/dear-sweet-perverted-lord-of-all-that.html' title='Dear-sweet-perverted-lord-of-all-that-was-good-and-erotic...he was actually finger-fucking himself.'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-2649495470017363426</id><published>2009-09-17T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T12:57:18.753-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ça m&apos;énerve'/><title type='text'>It has to be a cosmic joke.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SrKTZJzxPLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/lUIg9BQkpgA/s1600-h/1251757139239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SrKTZJzxPLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/lUIg9BQkpgA/s320/1251757139239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382526565000232114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais putain mais qu'est ce que j'en ai marre d'entendre parler de la grippe A ! J'me demande quel autre genre de grippe "meurtrière" ils vont nous sortir la prochaine fois... histoire qu'on ne pense plus qu'à ça et qu'on en oublie les autres problèmes dans le monde !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah et pis j'en ai marre de Tête de bite. C'est qu'un pauvre kéké qui se croit bobo, content de lui lorsqu'il sort une réplique d'un sketch de Gad Elmaleh ou les paroles de la dernière chanson à la mode genre Elmut Fritz. Enfin le truc c'est que tout ça devient bien vite dépassé, mais c'est pas grave mon gars !! T'essaies de te rattraper en achetant le dernier truc à la mode inutile histoire de te la péter, du style le dernier iPhone Touch bidule, le four tactile qui est MAIS PUTAIN DE BORDEL DE MERDE supra chiant lorsqu'il s'agit de programmer ta cuisson parce AHAH, la tacticité est ben elle a UN PEU DE MAL alors tu t'énerves dessus et perds du temps, et AH ! La poubelle ! LA, POU-BELLE. La poubelle automatique. Un truc de faignant encore, et sans intérêt (parce que, franchement, ça coûte quoi de soulever le couvercle avec la main ou l'actionner avec le pied ?). Elle sert juste à t'énerver lorsqu'elle s'ouvre toute seule parce que tu passes devant, ALORS QUE T'AS PAS L'INTENTION DE JETER QUOI QUE CE SOIT ! Et quand justement tu veux mettre quelque chose dans la poubelle, elle mets deux fois plus de temps à s'ouvrir, histoire qu'elle captes que t'es devant tu vois.&lt;br /&gt;Enfin voilà, les trucs nouveaux qui servent à rien, ÇA M'ENERVE.&lt;br /&gt;C'est comme les télé LCD lààààà ! trop d'la merde, le son est pourave, et faut être bien en face pour avoir une bonne qualité d'image, sinon tu vois en négatif, ouais trop d'la balle ! (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAH. Ça fait du bien de se défouler un peu. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sur ce, je vous quitte sur cette bombe sexuelle à l'apparence androgyne mais qui pue le mâle dans ses gestes. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Et surtout, admirez son mouvement à 1:11 et à 2:15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LOXEVd-Z7NE&amp;amp;hl=fr&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LOXEVd-Z7NE&amp;amp;hl=fr&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818044217991296729-2649495470017363426?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/2649495470017363426/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-has-to-be-cosmic-joke.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/2649495470017363426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/2649495470017363426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-has-to-be-cosmic-joke.html' title='It has to be a cosmic joke.'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SrKTZJzxPLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/lUIg9BQkpgA/s72-c/1251757139239.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-3007934258453866188</id><published>2009-06-10T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T10:12:13.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirlism'/><title type='text'>OMG².</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/Si_pLIfzZOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/5woBfttjzEk/s1600-h/vlcsnap-177171.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 165px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/Si_pLIfzZOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/5woBfttjzEk/s320/vlcsnap-177171.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345747660180776162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;What ? Again !?&lt;br /&gt;I've the same elephant stuff at home !! (but smaller)&lt;br /&gt;That's it. That's Destiny. AGAIN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818044217991296729-3007934258453866188?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/3007934258453866188/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/3007934258453866188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/3007934258453866188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg.html' title='OMG².'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/Si_pLIfzZOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/5woBfttjzEk/s72-c/vlcsnap-177171.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-7335758094263508999</id><published>2009-05-31T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T10:12:44.040-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirlism'/><title type='text'>OMG.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SiKmh4SzltI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Yq3RHIFKS9Q/s1600-h/vlcsnap-170279.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SiKmh4SzltI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Yq3RHIFKS9Q/s320/vlcsnap-170279.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342015208991987410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Alladin's lamplit scrotum, I've the same ironing board ! (O [,]°)&lt;br /&gt;It's... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Destiny&lt;/span&gt;, I know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaaah I'm watching again all the episodes of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Queer as Folk&lt;/span&gt;, and GOD, I can't stop crying at the end of the last episode of season 1. ;__;&lt;br /&gt;I've begenning season 2 today (andIhavetolearnmylessonsfortheexamsgwaaah) and I just love how we can see that Brian is&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; in love&lt;/span&gt; with Justin. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gale Harold, I love you, you're such a great actor who can without speaking make we feel what the character feels just with your eyes, your lips, your gestures... with all your body. (And NGGG, how I want his body ! XD&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818044217991296729-7335758094263508999?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/7335758094263508999/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/7335758094263508999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/7335758094263508999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg.html' title='OMG.'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SiKmh4SzltI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Yq3RHIFKS9Q/s72-c/vlcsnap-170279.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-3079878062400960996</id><published>2009-05-29T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T05:07:06.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school life'/><title type='text'>HELLO I NEED A LIFE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SiAS7ClNsjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3VqV-EkTV54/s1600-h/65+by+nano_break.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SiAS7ClNsjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3VqV-EkTV54/s320/65+by+nano_break.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341289963575947826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok guys.&lt;br /&gt;I just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; college.&lt;br /&gt;Being alone is not fun, really. LOL ok. There is my twin, but it's like being alone, because we're like, you know— the same person.&lt;br /&gt;So we are all alone, &lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;✿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 170, 255);"&gt;every fucking time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;✿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, in that huge college with a lot of people I don't know and don't want to know because they are kind of— cold and weird ? I know I am weird too, but I mean, they are &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 170, 255);"&gt;creepyly weird&lt;/span&gt;. XD&lt;br /&gt;Well, they do look like that.&lt;br /&gt;Maaaan. I want to go to Strasbourg to learn Japanese and not English anymore. I want to start &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 170, 255);"&gt;a new life&lt;/span&gt; with new persons. I'm tired of my shitty life where nothing happens.&lt;br /&gt;But no. I will continue English, because, English is— English. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwah, I don't know what happens to me, but since yesterday my eyes are crying when I'm outside and I can't bear my contact lenses anymore !! To be able to go to school I have had to wear my twin's new glasses, because mine are old so I can't see well with them, LOL. But my sister hasn't the same eyesight as me. OTL&lt;br /&gt;But it's better than nothing, because I really &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 170, 255);"&gt;CAN'T SEE ANYTHING&lt;/span&gt; without my glasses... =_=&lt;br /&gt;Hope my eyes will be ok soon, uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Guess where I am ? In the&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 170, 255);"&gt; informatic room&lt;/span&gt; at college. The only room I like. :&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Guess why...&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/3818044217991296729-3079878062400960996?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/3079878062400960996/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/05/gwah.html#comment-form' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/3079878062400960996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/3079878062400960996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/05/gwah.html' title='HELLO I NEED A LIFE.'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SiAS7ClNsjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3VqV-EkTV54/s72-c/65+by+nano_break.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-2513650134924054386</id><published>2009-05-19T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:14:51.855-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirlism'/><title type='text'>LOL PERV LAPTOP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/ShMl6t4hHYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/H4hwRnabmuc/s1600-h/Capturer.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/ShMl6t4hHYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/H4hwRnabmuc/s320/Capturer.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337651674043456898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok seriously, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt; did VLC bug at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt; moment ? (Oh, naughty computer, you know me very well I see...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/ShMmRiX6e-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/EbKYOqhEIY4/s1600-h/yagamirapefaceplz.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 50px; height: 50px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/ShMmRiX6e-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/EbKYOqhEIY4/s320/yagamirapefaceplz.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337652066090908642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freeza is so sexy omgomgomg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/ShMqKxL7E7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/LgWiAOuxOi8/s1600-h/Capturer.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/ShMqKxL7E7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/LgWiAOuxOi8/s320/Capturer.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337656347854574514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmh... 8D ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 89 is made of win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818044217991296729-2513650134924054386?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/2513650134924054386/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/05/lol-perv-laptop.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/2513650134924054386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/2513650134924054386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/05/lol-perv-laptop.html' title='LOL PERV LAPTOP.'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/ShMl6t4hHYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/H4hwRnabmuc/s72-c/Capturer.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-523161313504038159</id><published>2009-05-14T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T07:38:25.603-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nolife life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirlism'/><title type='text'>Life was tiring, sleep was tiring, work was tiring. . . could I not find refuge in anything ?</title><content type='html'>OMG I want those tatoos :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/8503/kctattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 497px;" src="http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/8503/kctattoo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Inside of the right ankle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/5664/saiyanpridebydragonic.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 592px; height: 622px;" src="http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/5664/saiyanpridebydragonic.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Inside my left wrist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pride&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Power&lt;/span&gt;. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818044217991296729-523161313504038159?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/523161313504038159/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-was-tiring-sleep-was-tiring-work.html#comment-form' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/523161313504038159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/523161313504038159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-was-tiring-sleep-was-tiring-work.html' title='Life was tiring, sleep was tiring, work was tiring. . . could I not find refuge in anything ?'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-5065683423175088703</id><published>2009-04-29T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:50:18.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DBZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirlism'/><title type='text'>Don't want to miss a thing~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img165.imageshack.us/img165/1425/dontwanttomissathing.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 539px;" src="http://img165.imageshack.us/img165/1425/dontwanttomissathing.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Papa ! it's snowing !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Mh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-I want to do a snow-man with papa !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-...Mh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegeta can't resist to her daugther, because she is soooo cute ! &gt;v&lt; ♥  I think Trunk is just like his mother, and Bra like her father~   OH AND AIOIEFGVZIVNCOAZIVIEROBN !!!!!!!!!!! YESTERDAY NIGHT I HAVE FINALLY FIND THE ARTIST WHO MADE A LOT OF AWESOME AND CUTE PICS OF VEGETA AND HIS FAMILY !! I WAS AND STILL IS HEAVEN !! *O* ♥ &lt;a href="http://ay-vb.sakura.ne.jp/_top.html"&gt;Here the website&lt;/a&gt; if you want~ :&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818044217991296729-5065683423175088703?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/5065683423175088703/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/04/dont-want-to-miss-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/5065683423175088703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/5065683423175088703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/04/dont-want-to-miss-thing.html' title='Don&apos;t want to miss a thing~'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-8036119014838426162</id><published>2009-04-28T09:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T10:08:11.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DBZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirlism'/><title type='text'>Let's sleep naowww~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/301/letssleepnaow.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 536px;" src="http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/301/letssleepnaow.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;DBZ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A G A I N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My favourite hetero couple, EVER. ♥&lt;br /&gt;Bulma likes when Vegeta is a best in bed, I KNOW IT !! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Yesterday night before going to sleep*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEO : Hey megu, does little Trunks have a tail ? I can't remember. oÔ&lt;br /&gt;megu : Uh... No... I think no...&lt;br /&gt;MEO : Yep, I think so. And Goten ?&lt;br /&gt;megu : I don't know ! YOU are the specialist, not me.&lt;br /&gt;MEO : Mmmmh... I really can't remember. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;megu : Well I know they have one at least... if you know what I mean... 8D&lt;br /&gt;MEO : Ow megu ! XD&lt;br /&gt;megu : But the other is more... furry. =D&lt;br /&gt;MEO : And longer. 8D&lt;br /&gt;megu : Oh but we don't really know... :°&lt;br /&gt;MEO : GAH ! WE REALLY ARE PERVERTED !! XD;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND ZOMG &lt;a href="http://www.ohmyweird.com/2007/08/07/man-with-a-tail/"&gt;LOOK WHAT I FIND ON THE INTERNET !!&lt;/a&gt; SAIYAN DESUUUUU NENENENE. ♥♥♥ LOLROFL.&lt;br /&gt;OH AND &lt;a href="http://dogmouth.net/photos/switzerland/street-parade/mid/black-leather-tail-man.html"&gt;THAT&lt;/a&gt;. IS IT NOT KIND OF... SEXY ? LMAO, really, I don't really know myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M HUNGRYYYYYYYY !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818044217991296729-8036119014838426162?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/8036119014838426162/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/04/say-i-love-you-with-your-entire-body.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/8036119014838426162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/8036119014838426162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/04/say-i-love-you-with-your-entire-body.html' title='Let&apos;s sleep naowww~'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-8468779182126452436</id><published>2009-04-27T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T15:01:48.225-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DBZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirlism'/><title type='text'>To the extreme !!</title><content type='html'>Okkkk FANGIRLISM TIME PLZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/9360/totheextremem.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 451px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 776px" alt="" src="http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/9360/totheextremem.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to draw Vegeta and his family doing common things ! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SfYjb5aqDjI/AAAAAAAAAEw/N1BWhBzFOy8/s1600-h/iloveyouplz.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329486171215629874" style="WIDTH: 50px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 50px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SfYjb5aqDjI/AAAAAAAAAEw/N1BWhBzFOy8/s320/iloveyouplz.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And FFFF this fic &lt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4840534/1/Explain_That"&gt;Explain that !&lt;/a&gt; [&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rated M, Bulma x Vegeta&lt;/span&gt;]&gt; is AWESOMELY CUTE !! XD I loled hard~ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/3818044217991296729-8468779182126452436?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/8468779182126452436/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-extreme.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/8468779182126452436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/8468779182126452436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-extreme.html' title='To the extreme !!'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SfYjb5aqDjI/AAAAAAAAAEw/N1BWhBzFOy8/s72-c/iloveyouplz.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-4759267185979019615</id><published>2009-04-21T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T14:52:28.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DBZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nolife life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirlism'/><title type='text'>"Vile woman and her blasted pheromones."</title><content type='html'>NNNNNNNG !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entered in my bro's bedroom this morning and WHAT THE FUCK I SAW ??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img7.imageshack.us/img7/7057/001yud.png"&gt;THIS !!&lt;/a&gt; -&gt; I've totally forgotten them !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-I will ask my bro if I can have them, be-because... &lt;a href="http://img7.imageshack.us/img7/4590/002sny.png"&gt;Vegetaaa&lt;/a&gt; ! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/Se2Psjzw2RI/AAAAAAAAAEI/XwMEXuK2VhM/s1600-h/iloveyouplz.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327071929938532626" style="WIDTH: 50px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 50px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/Se2Psjzw2RI/AAAAAAAAAEI/XwMEXuK2VhM/s320/iloveyouplz.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I will asked for his big poster with all the characters of the DBZ series too, fufu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/Se2PPd1EtpI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hZ3YgSz1asA/s1600-h/iloveyouplz.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch all the episodes again, but in VO with French subtitles. But it's hard to find them ! &gt;_&lt; I'm downloading the 20 first episodes, but I don't know if I will be able to find the rest. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and there are the DragonBall Kai episodes too !! ♥♥ But there are only 3 episodes with sub online. ;_; (Knowing there are 291 episodes of DBZ, and 64 of DBGT... ARG ! We'll have to waiiiiiit ! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT VEGETA X BULMA, UNH ! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/Se2zeNlYlaI/AAAAAAAAAEg/O_DiEt-SYBk/s1600-h/thinksexplz.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327111265873073570" style="WIDTH: 50px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 50px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/Se2zeNlYlaI/AAAAAAAAAEg/O_DiEt-SYBk/s320/thinksexplz.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;holol well there are the fics anyway !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok I'm a f*cking fangirl, SO WHAT !!??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/Se2SNkzUeWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/u6_z0yAEnYU/s1600-h/sooseriousplz.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327074696164047202" style="WIDTH: 50px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 50px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/Se2SNkzUeWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/u6_z0yAEnYU/s320/sooseriousplz.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818044217991296729-4759267185979019615?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/4759267185979019615/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/04/vile-woman-and-her-blasted-pheromones.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/4759267185979019615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/4759267185979019615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/04/vile-woman-and-her-blasted-pheromones.html' title='&quot;Vile woman and her blasted pheromones.&quot;'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/Se2Psjzw2RI/AAAAAAAAAEI/XwMEXuK2VhM/s72-c/iloveyouplz.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-7665782965562995252</id><published>2009-04-19T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T09:10:59.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a Kamehameha wave to the face.♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; PARIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;Mardi 14 Avril 2009&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✖Arrivée à Paris -&gt; Shink en retard de 10 minutes. (y) -&gt; Dépot des affaires chez Shink -&gt; Coca time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✖2h avec Die au Cours Saint Emilion -&gt; Bisou♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✖Restaurant japonais pour la première fois -&gt; La soupe miso, les maki, les sushi et le gingembre + wasabi on oublie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✖"Défi" : faire la bise à des inconnus dans la rue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✖Le Tombeau des Lucioles avec l'orage dehors.♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;Mercredi 15 Avril 2009&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✖Princesse Mononoke au cinéma avec Shink et ses amis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✖Manger KFC pour la première fois avec Charles et Shink -&gt; A la recherche désespérée d'un banc pour manger -&gt; La prise électrique ! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✖Konci -&gt; rencontre de 2 des amis geek / otaku de Shink -&gt; Autres magasins de japanimation avec eux. -&gt; "La campagnaaaarde !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✖Serveur du restau jap de mardi. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✖Au bar avec Shink et Seiki -&gt; Limonade Pschitt (+sirop pêche)  vs Bière -&gt; Love Story -&gt; Why gay ? -&gt; Plan à 3 ? 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;Jeudi 16 Avril 2009&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✖Eiffel Tower -&gt; Le vendeur de Tour Eiffel qui me crame avec ma nationalité -&gt; Le Kamehameha au pied de la Tour Eiffel -&gt; A la recherche d'une canne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✖Le chanteur et joueur de guitare dans le métro. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✖Allez les pâtes, cuisez plus viiiiiiiite !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✖Le "joueur" de violon dans le métro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✖Zuzu et Shin à la Gare de l'Est.♥ -&gt; A la recherche d'un banc... bon ben on reste debout. -&gt; Mikado à la pistache -&gt; "Fuck your milk bitch !" XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✖Le départ... -&gt; "Vous pouvez m'aider à mettre ma valise en haut s'il vous plait ? XD;" -&gt; Byyyyyyye ! (ಥ﹏ಥ)///&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(197, 182, 165);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818044217991296729-7665782965562995252?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/7665782965562995252/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/04/like-kamehameha-wave-to-face.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/7665782965562995252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/7665782965562995252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/04/like-kamehameha-wave-to-face.html' title='Like a Kamehameha wave to the face.♥'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-8450008106408904200</id><published>2009-04-08T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T14:54:07.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DBZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nolife life'/><title type='text'>ZOMG DRAGONBALL Z REVOLUTION. : D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/Sdy5Nl-VVhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/_K1P5BEHuig/s1600-h/moviecon21+by+mikobura.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322332502828078610" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/Sdy5Nl-VVhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/_K1P5BEHuig/s320/moviecon21+by+mikobura.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, yesterday night I went to the cinema to watch &lt;strong&gt;DBZ Revolution &lt;/strong&gt;with megu, mayu-mayu and Tchou.&lt;br /&gt;It was like : &lt;em&gt;"Ok, we know it will be a shit, but let's go watch it just for the fun !" &lt;/em&gt;And so there was... &lt;strong&gt;20 persons &lt;/strong&gt;in the cinema, if it is not less. AHAH.&lt;br /&gt;I must admit it : I didn't laugh as much as I though. In fact, I quite liked the movie. Even if the plot was strange, even if Goku was a student, even if I don't know who was the girl with Piccolo, even if Bulma hadn't blue hair (oh ok she had 2 blue locks, PARDON ME.), even if Chichi was a slut, even if Yamsha really didn't look like at all as Yamcha in the manga (in fact none of the characters looked like the DBZ characters LOL. &lt;strong&gt;But what a sexy body he had !&lt;/strong&gt; -v- and he was fun ahah), even if Piccolo was defeated only by a simple Kamehameha, even if the dragon was short, &lt;strong&gt;even if VEGETA DIDN'T APPEAR&lt;/strong&gt; D"8...&lt;br /&gt;In fact I really don't know why I liked it... &lt;strong&gt;LOL I KNOW I SUCK KTHXBYE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT the music was awesome ! :&gt; AND OMG THE DRAGON BALLS WERE SO BEAUTIFUL AZJDHGVBOEB I WANT THE NUMBER 3 !!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it was fun to be with 2 friends I can't see a lot. Like, the 4 of us having the same thought : &lt;em&gt;"OHMYGOD what a nice guy between Goku and Chichi's boyfriend, in the blurred background ! *o*"&lt;/em&gt; XD (in fact he was not THAT nice when he saw him clearly. LOL.) or like my sister doing the Kamehameha outside, and being seen by our english teacher. 8D;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS A GOOD EVENING. ♥&lt;br /&gt;(And then I went home and read BL as always. =v= )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAH AND GUYS I HAVE TO DO MY HOMEWORKS BUT I DON'T WANT BECAUSE THERE ARE TOO MUCH OF THEM AND I WANT TO DRAW INSTEAAAAAD. D"8 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818044217991296729-8450008106408904200?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/8450008106408904200/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/04/zomg-dragonball-z-revolution-d.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/8450008106408904200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/8450008106408904200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/04/zomg-dragonball-z-revolution-d.html' title='ZOMG DRAGONBALL Z REVOLUTION. : D'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/Sdy5Nl-VVhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/_K1P5BEHuig/s72-c/moviecon21+by+mikobura.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-6775238026023013257</id><published>2009-04-02T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T08:49:38.740-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>" Come on ! Stop staring at his ass and just take it ! "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SdSkujvOC5I/AAAAAAAAADw/SnjHBw80xQc/s1600-h/yuugiou243+by+zerthis.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320058179605629842" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SdSkujvOC5I/AAAAAAAAADw/SnjHBw80xQc/s320/yuugiou243+by+zerthis.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SdSkmDMUpDI/AAAAAAAAADo/VwMkeCzDF58/s1600-h/yuugiou243+by+zerthis.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320058033430373426" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SdSkmDMUpDI/AAAAAAAAADo/VwMkeCzDF58/s320/yuugiou243+by+zerthis.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SdSkgClxkiI/AAAAAAAAADg/G5-QZrqJQWc/s1600-h/yuugiou243+by+zerthis.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320057930189476386" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SdSkgClxkiI/AAAAAAAAADg/G5-QZrqJQWc/s320/yuugiou243+by+zerthis.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SdSkXk1dFdI/AAAAAAAAADY/27C9ZXuiD0U/s1600-h/yuugiou243+by+zerthis.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320057784763225554" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SdSkXk1dFdI/AAAAAAAAADY/27C9ZXuiD0U/s320/yuugiou243+by+zerthis.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK. WTF WITH THOSE DREAMS ?! DO YOU WANT ME TO DEPRESS THAT BAD, GOD OF DREAMS ?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, I'm happy to dream about a good-looking guy being my boyfriend, BUT when you wake up and you realize that it's not for real, it really &lt;strong&gt;hurts&lt;/strong&gt;, to such an extent that when I woke up, I cried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I need someone that much ? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;orsexlolz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, after Loan, I dreamed about another guy, &lt;strong&gt;Damien&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't quite remember you very well Damien, I mean, physically. Were you blond ?... I think, no ? Ah sorry...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I remember you were really nice to me, and that you really wanted me. XD;; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Sorry I wasn't able to do what you wanted because of my sist' ;;;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and you liked video games, a lot. Like Persona 4 lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I know I felt very comfortable with you, always hugging you~ &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unlike with Loan, we were a real couple, but I can't remember how we met and since how long. ç_ç&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I'm glad we parted with a goodbye, whereas Loan just disappeared without a word... (But it's my fault, I think I've hurted him...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Damien for having brought me happiness, for having loved me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye, &lt;em&gt;mon chiri~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/3818044217991296729-6775238026023013257?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/6775238026023013257/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/04/come-on-stop-staring-at-his-ass-and.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/6775238026023013257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/6775238026023013257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/04/come-on-stop-staring-at-his-ass-and.html' title='&quot; Come on ! Stop staring at his ass and just take it ! &quot;'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SdSkujvOC5I/AAAAAAAAADw/SnjHBw80xQc/s72-c/yuugiou243+by+zerthis.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-8363493767996762107</id><published>2009-03-30T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T08:15:00.215-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Say "I love you" with your entire body.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Loan&lt;/strong&gt;, even if you are "only" a guy from one of my dream, I don't want to forget you, because, yeah, we were like... &lt;em&gt;lovers&lt;/em&gt;, no ? Even if it was for a short time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really, I'm so sorry to have forgotten your name, I know it has hurted you a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were so nice to me, I fell in love with you at first sigh you know... Thank you for your nice compliments too, it really meant a lot for me, because I'm not used to it ahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish we could see each other again... Perhaps another night, who knows ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you &lt;strong&gt;xxx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SdEdhCAXoAI/AAAAAAAAADA/v40QCd-PQFA/s1600-h/006.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SdEkbq5yGaI/AAAAAAAAADI/rRR6qm8W6aU/s1600-h/001qz2sf+by+vaderetro.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319072692692982178" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SdEkbq5yGaI/AAAAAAAAADI/rRR6qm8W6aU/s320/001qz2sf+by+vaderetro.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818044217991296729-8363493767996762107?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/8363493767996762107/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/03/say-i-love-you-with-your-entire-body.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/8363493767996762107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/8363493767996762107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/03/say-i-love-you-with-your-entire-body.html' title='Say &quot;I love you&quot; with your entire body.'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SdEkbq5yGaI/AAAAAAAAADI/rRR6qm8W6aU/s72-c/001qz2sf+by+vaderetro.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-5394009083504581565</id><published>2009-03-24T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T13:42:44.541-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>And, you know, the trouble with tight pants was precisely that they were tight. And revealed every detail of their owner's anatomy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SclDVILnnyI/AAAAAAAAAC4/LFwGC2gySD4/s1600-h/013s.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316854865340112674" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SclDVILnnyI/AAAAAAAAAC4/LFwGC2gySD4/s320/013s.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like seeing 2 homos have their tongues down each other’s throats and possibly more, but seeing a hetero couple doing it doesn't excite me at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm hetero.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okayyyy~.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ow Debbie, I NEED PIECES OF ADVICE FROM YOUUU !! D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818044217991296729-5394009083504581565?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/5394009083504581565/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-you-know-trouble-with-tight-pants.html#comment-form' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/5394009083504581565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/5394009083504581565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-you-know-trouble-with-tight-pants.html' title='And, you know, the trouble with tight pants was precisely that they were tight. And revealed every detail of their owner&apos;s anatomy.'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/SclDVILnnyI/AAAAAAAAAC4/LFwGC2gySD4/s72-c/013s.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-3027075479617861317</id><published>2009-03-19T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T11:57:10.162-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='queer as folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirlism'/><title type='text'>"Je suis très flatée de l'intérêt que vous me portez mais ce n'est pas la grande forme alors... allez vous faire foutre."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/ScKUa7fq82I/AAAAAAAAACw/rb-zwV57PkQ/s1600-h/th_26-9+by+jenigraphics.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314973700618646370" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/ScKUa7fq82I/AAAAAAAAACw/rb-zwV57PkQ/s320/th_26-9+by+jenigraphics.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OHMYGOSH.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received the &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;queer&lt;/strong&gt; as &lt;strong&gt;folk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s 1st season DVDs !! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time I buy a boxed set, and that's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; OMG OMG.&lt;br /&gt;It's so valuable for me. D':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*HAVE TO BUY THE 5 SEASONS LOLOLOL.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;azsfjnonnenpenvncpa,xczpivnczebfazion I'M HAVING TROUBLE DEALING WITH THE FACT THAT JUSTIN &amp;amp; BRIAN ARE &lt;strong&gt;FICTIONAL CHARACTERS&lt;/strong&gt;. Want them &lt;strong&gt;SO BADLY&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And Brian's loft too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arg, I'm a &lt;strong&gt;fucking fangirl&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and, I want to be like a Brian, or a Kaiba, you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm SO &lt;strong&gt;TIRED&lt;/strong&gt; to be nice... No, to &lt;strong&gt;act&lt;/strong&gt; like I was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want... to be free, to not hide things anymore, to behave like &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; want, to say what I want to say and not what the others want to hear. To be able to say "&lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;, I DON'T WANT." , or "FOR GOD'S SAKE, &lt;strong&gt;LEAVE ME ALONE&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...But, to be hypocritical is just &lt;strong&gt;so good&lt;/strong&gt; sometimes, AHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just a fuckin' &lt;strong&gt;paradoxical&lt;/strong&gt; girl. (And HOLY GRANINI &lt;strong&gt;WHY AM I A GIRL&lt;/strong&gt; ?! I WANT TO BE A &lt;strong&gt;GUY&lt;/strong&gt; TO PLEASURE MYSELF WITH MY RIGHT HAND AND JIZZ IN MY PANTS AND TO HAVE A &lt;strong&gt;GUYOFCOURSE&lt;/strong&gt; SUCKING ON MY DICK AND YES CAPLOCK IS MY FRIEND ! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to do ma homeworks naow, &lt;strong&gt;BUT NO THX&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/3818044217991296729-3027075479617861317?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/3027075479617861317/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/03/je-suis-tres-flatee-de-linteret-que.html#comment-form' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/3027075479617861317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/3027075479617861317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/03/je-suis-tres-flatee-de-linteret-que.html' title='&quot;Je suis très flatée de l&apos;intérêt que vous me portez mais ce n&apos;est pas la grande forme alors... allez vous faire foutre.&quot;'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/ScKUa7fq82I/AAAAAAAAACw/rb-zwV57PkQ/s72-c/th_26-9+by+jenigraphics.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818044217991296729.post-1504970405108390404</id><published>2009-03-18T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T06:28:47.401-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Hello I love you.</title><content type='html'>HEY THAR !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/ScD28t2lfSI/AAAAAAAAACY/NFh_HacU6n8/s1600-h/307q+by+brianslave68.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314519083258314018" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/ScD28t2lfSI/AAAAAAAAACY/NFh_HacU6n8/s320/307q+by+brianslave68.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I have created a blog, because I already have 3 ya know. So that's kinda stupid to have another one, BUT, I like creating blogs, it's so funny, like, ya know, customize it and so wasting time, things like that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmh I think I'll write random and, yeah, chitty stuffs here. XD Because my nolife life is so interesting ya know ! 8D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818044217991296729-1504970405108390404?l=end-theme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/feeds/1504970405108390404/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/1504970405108390404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818044217991296729/posts/default/1504970405108390404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://end-theme.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-i-love-you.html' title='Hello I love you.'/><author><name>MEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998795242527919990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/S0SL9BRyWHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xMKHURgOfyU/S220/arte04+by+aliceofpandora.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vfwYX-FjHs/ScD28t2lfSI/AAAAAAAAACY/NFh_HacU6n8/s72-c/307q+by+brianslave68.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
