<?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-1315529412684670946</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:08:21.970+08:00</updated><category term='angst'/><category term='Renewal'/><category term='together 4 ever'/><category term='Queen of the Damned Soundtrack (2002)'/><category term='March 6 2003'/><category term='Jay Gordon of Orgy'/><category term='grief'/><category term='Casketthe'/><category term='December 13-14 2002'/><category term='Fireworks'/><category term='mood song'/><category term='Avril Lavigne'/><category term='Makati Day'/><category term='April 6 1998'/><category term='letter'/><category term='Bad day'/><category term='Reflection'/><category term='Bitterness'/><category term='Hopeless'/><category term='midnight'/><category term='broken promises'/><category term='troubled'/><category term='Twenty-two'/><category term='18:03'/><category term='Let Go'/><category term='January 21 2003'/><category term='pain'/><category term='December 7 2002'/><category term='monologue'/><category term='apathy'/><category term='Death'/><category term='suffering'/><category term='sadness'/><title type='text'>Fire Exit</title><subtitle type='html'>dito ako pumupunta pag-mainit ang ulo ko, or gusto ko mag-emote... :D</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Casket</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704391820956524770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315529412684670946.post-5867519558798120223</id><published>2008-05-02T11:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T07:52:11.337+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apathy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitterness'/><title type='text'>An Open Letter From A Very Concerned Citizen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear You,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to make this short. I won’t be beating around the bush anymore. But before anything else let me just point out that you made me do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things that I wanted to bring to your attention. It has been bugging me for weeks now and I really think you ought to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ashamed of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humiliated to be seen with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You act like you’re in love with me but only when we are alone in a crowd or whenever we are with my friends. How come you don’t act the same whenever we are with &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; friends? How come you never introduce me to &lt;em&gt;your &lt;/em&gt;friends in the first place? Every time we bump into them you act as if I wasn’t even there. What the hell is up with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come I never see myself in your “Featured Friends” when I’m supposed to be in them if not the top of your list, the only one in your list? Okay I know that one may sound so immature but why not?! Don’t I deserve to be there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not an insecure person before you knew me and I know that even if I am not perfect I don’t have any reason to doubt myself. But you are making me feel inferior and I’m starting to despise myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to let the whole world to know about “us”. I want you to do it soon if you can not do it now. Please do it soon for I don’t want to live in doubt. I will not wait for you to do it so please just do it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You keep on telling me that you love me but is it just a show? I want the world to know or you’re leaving me no choice but to let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not wait…no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your&lt;/em&gt; girlfriend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1315529412684670946-5867519558798120223?l=casketscase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/feeds/5867519558798120223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1315529412684670946&amp;postID=5867519558798120223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/5867519558798120223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/5867519558798120223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/2008/05/open-letter-from-very-concerned-citizen.html' title='An Open Letter From A Very Concerned Citizen.'/><author><name>Casket</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704391820956524770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315529412684670946.post-1815931872482268445</id><published>2007-10-15T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T00:10:27.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suffering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='troubled'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>Sadistic Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHTx37Eu_ds/RxMQDskc5LI/AAAAAAAAABA/AdA0u6dkrtk/s1600-h/blackrose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHTx37Eu_ds/RxMQDskc5LI/AAAAAAAAABA/AdA0u6dkrtk/s320/blackrose.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121454856940086450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can it be that the one who’s making me smile&lt;br /&gt;The one who’s been giving me all these happy thoughts&lt;br /&gt;The one I decided to love&lt;br /&gt;Is the one who’s been giving me so much pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you be the source of my happiness and still&lt;br /&gt;Can cause so much rain&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if I could still stand loving you &lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if it’s even right to be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you sleep at night knowing that I’m hurting?&lt;br /&gt;Dying with this pain, I’m dying with so much pain&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if I could still go on loving you&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if I could still make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I find myself faking a smile for you&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is okay between us but you are just too blind&lt;br /&gt;To even notice that I am dying with this pain&lt;br /&gt;So much grief and suffering I’m sick of walking in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s amazing what love can do to you&lt;br /&gt;It almost had the same effect as you do&lt;br /&gt;Although right now I am very disappointed in you&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure I could never leave you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that is why you keep on hurting me&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you will always have me&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe that is the case for now  &lt;br /&gt;Maybe loving you is all I could do for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But someday soon I could set myself free from you&lt;br /&gt;Soon I’ll break free from these shackles forged just for me&lt;br /&gt;By you and your selfish ways I will soon be free from unhappiness&lt;br /&gt;From all the grief and pain you’ve caused me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1315529412684670946-1815931872482268445?l=casketscase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/feeds/1815931872482268445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1315529412684670946&amp;postID=1815931872482268445' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/1815931872482268445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/1815931872482268445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/2007/10/sadistic-love.html' title='Sadistic Love'/><author><name>Casket</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704391820956524770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHTx37Eu_ds/RxMQDskc5LI/AAAAAAAAABA/AdA0u6dkrtk/s72-c/blackrose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315529412684670946.post-2824124851673161257</id><published>2007-07-17T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T16:14:08.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweetest Downfall</title><content type='html'>&lt;H2&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://eilanna.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rpx6GQoKCroAAHNrkN81"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignright src="http://images.eilanna.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Rpx6GQoKCroAAHNrkN81/sunset_at_n_pole.jpg?et=x%2BWnoYxOkxEAI6BlZnFmEA" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;Wait a minute, can I talk to you for a second&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Slow down, there is no need to fight&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;No need to scream I could hear you loud &amp; clear&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;I don’t want another fight&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Another eventful night&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Are you listening thru the angry words you say?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;So you really want it to be this way?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Slow down, I’m not going anywhere&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Staying right here&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;I will be here&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Calm down cry as much as you want&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Hit me with all you’ve got&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;I am not angry&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;I can never stand being angry&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Not with you, no not with you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;I will wait until you’re through&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Throw punches in the air &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Please blame me for everything&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Cry as much as you want&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;I will catch them all&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;I will patiently wait&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Even if you don’t want to talk&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;I will be right here&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Always right here&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;I will never leave you. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/H2&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1315529412684670946-2824124851673161257?l=casketscase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/feeds/2824124851673161257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1315529412684670946&amp;postID=2824124851673161257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/2824124851673161257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/2824124851673161257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-sweetest-downfall.html' title='My Sweetest Downfall'/><author><name>Casket</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704391820956524770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315529412684670946.post-6296171069492423041</id><published>2007-07-16T07:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T11:14:41.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annie's Lament</title><content type='html'>&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;It has been a while since we’ve talked&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;I haven’t seen your pretty face for a while now&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;But I am not sad&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;In fact it was my decision not to talk to you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Because I don’t want to&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;I thought we are something special&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;But I guess I thought wrong&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;I didn’t ask for anything&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;So why are you giving me so much pain?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Never, ever asked for this&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;I thought you’re somebody I could trust&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;I was trusting you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Willingly, opening up to you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Setting aside the things that I fear&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Only for you, just for you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Every thing seemed fine at first&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;I almost fell for it&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;I was happy then being a part of you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;My saving grace&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;But why did you slam the door on my face?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- 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title='Annie&amp;#39;s Lament'/><author><name>Casket</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704391820956524770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315529412684670946.post-3635573961997399353</id><published>2007-07-12T07:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T16:15:02.631+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avril Lavigne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let Go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mood song'/><title type='text'>Unwanted</title><content type='html'>album: Let Go (2002),&lt;br /&gt;  My World (DVD + CD) (2003) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I did was walk over, start off by shaking your hand&lt;br /&gt;That's how it went&lt;br /&gt;I had a smile on my face and I sat up straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to know ya&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to show you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;You don't know me, don't ignore me&lt;br /&gt;You don't want me there, you just shut me out&lt;br /&gt;You don't know me, don't ignore me&lt;br /&gt;If you had your way, you'd just shut me up&lt;br /&gt;Make me go away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm so unwanted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I just don't understand why you won't talk to me&lt;br /&gt;It hurts&lt;br /&gt;That I'm so unwanted for nothing&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk words against me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to know ya&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to show you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;You don't know me, don't ignore me&lt;br /&gt;You don't want me there, you just shut me out&lt;br /&gt;You don't know me, don't ignore me&lt;br /&gt;If you had your way, you'd just shut me up&lt;br /&gt;Make me go away...&lt;br /&gt;Make me go away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to belong it didn't seem wrong&lt;br /&gt;My head aches&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long I'll write this song&lt;br /&gt;If that's what it takes &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:] [2x]&lt;br /&gt;You don't know me, don't ignore me&lt;br /&gt;You don't want me there, you just shut me out&lt;br /&gt;You don't know me, don't ignore me&lt;br /&gt;If you had your way, you'd just shut me up&lt;br /&gt;Make me go away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me go away, yeah, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Make me go away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1315529412684670946-3635573961997399353?l=casketscase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/feeds/3635573961997399353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1315529412684670946&amp;postID=3635573961997399353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/3635573961997399353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/3635573961997399353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/2007/07/unwanted.html' title='Unwanted'/><author><name>Casket</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704391820956524770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315529412684670946.post-4588140195256584361</id><published>2007-07-05T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T00:46:43.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='January 21 2003'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='together 4 ever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken promises'/><title type='text'>Together Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Together, forever&lt;br /&gt;that was our promise to each other&lt;br /&gt;Do you still remember?&lt;br /&gt;Now it seems you don't care&lt;br /&gt;about the dreams we built together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together forever&lt;br /&gt;best friends forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;But you wouldn't even bother&lt;br /&gt;about the pain that I suffer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always thought we'd be better&lt;br /&gt;better as we grow older&lt;br /&gt;Thought time would make us stronger&lt;br /&gt;standing through every stormy weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching us falter&lt;br /&gt;growing farther apart from each other&lt;br /&gt;the gap is getting wider&lt;br /&gt;issues getting bigger&lt;br /&gt;faith starting to waver&lt;br /&gt;love turning to anger&lt;br /&gt;cold gets even colder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do we go from here I wonder&lt;br /&gt;can't even cry upon your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;the ones you used to offer&lt;br /&gt;A love I thought I'd have forever&lt;br /&gt;when we promised each other...&lt;br /&gt;TOGETHER FOREVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1315529412684670946-4588140195256584361?l=casketscase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/feeds/4588140195256584361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1315529412684670946&amp;postID=4588140195256584361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/4588140195256584361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/4588140195256584361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/2007/07/together-forever.html' title='Together Forever'/><author><name>Casket</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704391820956524770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315529412684670946.post-6667093529683382016</id><published>2007-07-04T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T00:20:53.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apathy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='December 7 2002'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twenty-two'/><title type='text'>22</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;confused and alone again&lt;br /&gt;is there something new?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I belong&lt;br /&gt;not even between right or wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I here?&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not always wrong&lt;br /&gt;but it seems that I could never do things right&lt;br /&gt;What am I living for?&lt;br /&gt;I see people dying everyday&lt;br /&gt;at times like these how I envy them&lt;br /&gt;Wishing that it was me instead&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a damn of how many will grieve over me&lt;br /&gt;coz I'm pretty sure there's none&lt;br /&gt;they'd even be glad that I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm perplexed by the way things work&lt;br /&gt;I'm neither even careful nor cautious&lt;br /&gt;In fact I am careless&lt;br /&gt;Why is accident trying to avoid me?&lt;br /&gt;while I invite it openly&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not such a chicken shit&lt;br /&gt;I would have drawn that knife&lt;br /&gt;straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;thrusting it deep until I bleed to death&lt;br /&gt;and never would have reached twenty-two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1315529412684670946-6667093529683382016?l=casketscase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/feeds/6667093529683382016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1315529412684670946&amp;postID=6667093529683382016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/6667093529683382016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/6667093529683382016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/2007/07/22.html' title='22'/><author><name>Casket</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704391820956524770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315529412684670946.post-6461774009332493105</id><published>2007-07-03T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T00:35:28.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monologue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18:03'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='March 6 2003'/><title type='text'>Monologue Act 2</title><content type='html'>I'm sick &amp; tired&lt;br /&gt;of hiding my face to the world&lt;br /&gt;but what's it to you?&lt;br /&gt;If I reveal my heart &amp;amp; soul&lt;br /&gt;would it do me any good&lt;br /&gt;if I admit my faults and fears?&lt;br /&gt;Am I trapped here forever&lt;br /&gt;or will I ever make it out?&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared of death&lt;br /&gt;to put down the mask I hold&lt;br /&gt;reveal the secrets I owned&lt;br /&gt;Would you be surprised if I speak?&lt;br /&gt;show the darkness in me&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what you would think of me&lt;br /&gt;if I show you everything&lt;br /&gt;I'm not who you thought I'd be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1315529412684670946-6461774009332493105?l=casketscase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/feeds/6461774009332493105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1315529412684670946&amp;postID=6461774009332493105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/6461774009332493105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/6461774009332493105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/2007/07/monologue-act-2.html' title='Monologue Act 2'/><author><name>Casket</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704391820956524770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315529412684670946.post-3294707824471400907</id><published>2007-07-01T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T23:20:47.518+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let Go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='December 13-14 2002'/><title type='text'>Let Go</title><content type='html'>You finally broke your silence&lt;br /&gt;after ignoring me for 28 days&lt;br /&gt;Now you're asking me about my plans&lt;br /&gt;like the decision lies in my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You asked if you could come here&lt;br /&gt;I asked, "thought you've already disappeared?"&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wanted to but didn't though&lt;br /&gt;guess my courage is just a show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind says, 'no'&lt;br /&gt;my heart says, 'I don't know'&lt;br /&gt;One thing's for sure&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick &amp; tired of you&lt;br /&gt;you've been lying to my face&lt;br /&gt;I guess this isn't the time &amp;amp; place&lt;br /&gt;for our love to grow&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just let go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what kinda show&lt;br /&gt;you're going to play with me tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I don't want your gift of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;this is as far as I can go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you back&lt;br /&gt;I want you to go&lt;br /&gt;Deep down inside this I know&lt;br /&gt;but why can't I just let go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1315529412684670946-3294707824471400907?l=casketscase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/feeds/3294707824471400907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1315529412684670946&amp;postID=3294707824471400907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/3294707824471400907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/3294707824471400907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/2007/07/let-go.html' title='Let Go'/><author><name>Casket</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704391820956524770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315529412684670946.post-8173490249096653862</id><published>2007-07-01T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T00:49:48.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jay Gordon of Orgy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Queen of the Damned Soundtrack (2002)'/><title type='text'>Slept So Long</title><content type='html'>Walking, waiting&lt;br /&gt;Alone without a care&lt;br /&gt;Hoping, and hating&lt;br /&gt;Things that I can't bare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you think it's cool to walk right up&lt;br /&gt;To take my life and fuck it up&lt;br /&gt;Well did you&lt;br /&gt;Well did you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see hell in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Taken in by surprise&lt;br /&gt;Touching you makes me feel alive&lt;br /&gt;Touching you makes me die inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking, waiting&lt;br /&gt;Alone without a care&lt;br /&gt;Hoping, and hating&lt;br /&gt;Things that I can't bare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you think its cool to walk right up&lt;br /&gt;To take my life and fuck it up&lt;br /&gt;Well did you&lt;br /&gt;I hate you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see hell in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Taken in by surprise&lt;br /&gt;Touching you makes me feel alive&lt;br /&gt;Touching you makes me die inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've slept so long without you&lt;br /&gt;It's tearing me apart, too&lt;br /&gt;How to get this far&lt;br /&gt;Playing games with this old heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've killed a million petty souls&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't kill you&lt;br /&gt;I've slept so long without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see Hell in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Taken in by surprise&lt;br /&gt;Touching you makes me feel alive&lt;br /&gt;Touching you makes me die inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see Hell in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Taken in by surprise&lt;br /&gt;Touching you makes me feel alive&lt;br /&gt;Touching you makes me die inside&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1315529412684670946-8173490249096653862?l=casketscase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/feeds/8173490249096653862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1315529412684670946&amp;postID=8173490249096653862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/8173490249096653862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/8173490249096653862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/2007/06/slept-so-long.html' title='Slept So Long'/><author><name>Casket</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704391820956524770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315529412684670946.post-6272803962763105082</id><published>2007-06-14T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T00:18:23.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casketthe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April 6 1998'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midnight'/><title type='text'>Felix Street</title><content type='html'>You walked away but you left a glance&lt;br /&gt;that tells me I should dare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't understand the circumstance&lt;br /&gt;left in the cold I was bare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking for granted, losing the last chance&lt;br /&gt;We've got no time to spare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me, still my soul's in a trance&lt;br /&gt;I should have known that you do care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1315529412684670946-6272803962763105082?l=casketscase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/feeds/6272803962763105082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1315529412684670946&amp;postID=6272803962763105082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/6272803962763105082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/6272803962763105082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/2007/06/felix-street.html' title='Felix Street'/><author><name>Casket</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704391820956524770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315529412684670946.post-2604486529899084737</id><published>2007-06-12T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T19:35:41.065+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casketthe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hopeless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><title type='text'>You'll Miss the Day I'll Die</title><content type='html'>My mind is in circles&lt;br /&gt;My body's in wires&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling kinda helpless&lt;br /&gt;Can't move, I'm motionless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh please, stay with me&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave 'coz I'll grieve&lt;br /&gt;This will be the last time&lt;br /&gt;If you go...&lt;br /&gt;You'll miss the day I'll die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for so long&lt;br /&gt;You and I should be together&lt;br /&gt;This is not happening&lt;br /&gt;You're leaving, my life's fading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last I saw you&lt;br /&gt;I'm now satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Mission of mine is fulfilled&lt;br /&gt;Sure you really wanna leave?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1315529412684670946-2604486529899084737?l=casketscase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/feeds/2604486529899084737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1315529412684670946&amp;postID=2604486529899084737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/2604486529899084737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/2604486529899084737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/2007/06/youll-miss-day-ill-die.html' title='You&apos;ll Miss the Day I&apos;ll Die'/><author><name>Casket</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704391820956524770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315529412684670946.post-4337612709697436105</id><published>2007-06-09T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T22:15:00.053+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitterness'/><title type='text'>No to Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why Am I Still Single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been asked that annoying question too many times that I practically lost count.  There’s this guy who checked out my friendster account before and asked the same thing…don’t you think it’s kinda off to ask that question to a perfect stranger?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of reasons on why I stay single and if only these people knew the hell that I’ve been through…I doubt if they would dare ask that question again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get the same thing every time there’s a family gathering…don’t they have better things to do than bother me with this nonsense?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so here’s my pathetic excuse…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was going to be married at a very young age…say right after finishing school.  But I thought wrong.   I thought my first boy friend would be my last since I always thought that we had it made, that we will soon wed.  But the odds were against us that is why we had to part ways...then years had pass things got even more complicated thus sealed our fate.  We can never be together…ever again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the year after that incident something happened that changed my perspective in life forever…it made me so afraid to trust myself with anyone…even harder to trust myself.  Imagine finding out that everything you had everything you believed in turned out to be all lies…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitterness…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lived my life like a clown.  Smiling, sparkling personality on the outside hiding the dark ominous cloud inside.   People would come up to me and tell me that I’m very lucky since they don’t see me being troubled or bothered by the daily bullshit that life brings…that’s what they all thought.  They see me as the happy girl who doesn’t have any care in the world but the next anime series that she wanted to watch…or the next record that she wanted to buy…they didn’t know of this crushing loneliness that is slowly consuming my entire being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to be single because all the things that I have been through… made me want to keep my heart with a lock and no key.  I still allow myself to like someone though…but I have decided to say no to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1315529412684670946-4337612709697436105?l=casketscase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/feeds/4337612709697436105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1315529412684670946&amp;postID=4337612709697436105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/4337612709697436105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/4337612709697436105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-to-love.html' title='No to Love'/><author><name>Casket</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704391820956524770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315529412684670946.post-6042850079383000889</id><published>2007-06-04T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T23:29:31.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Renewal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><title type='text'>Just Thinking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have been thinking about death a lot lately. Death in my family and friends…I can’t bear the thought. There were times that I would lose sleep because of the anxiety the thought of losing one of them brings. I would rather die ahead of any of them than go through the pain of losing them. I am not being selfish here now am I?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just heard that one of my office mates’s been shot and is in critical condition now as I write. Although we are not that close I still feel sad for him. Situation like this makes me think and ask myself, “What if it’s me?” What would I do?!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when I actually thought I had nothing to live for and I wished for my own death. Thinking that things would be better and this world would be happier without me around. Is that what wise people call “self-pity”?! I don’t know. It’s just that I felt so alone, hopeless and worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my own close calls with accidents…some are fatal even. Most people would be so thankful they had been given another chance at life but not me. I was such a terrible person. Ungrateful. A couple of years back, I was pretty sure I won’t survive and that I would soon fade…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now who would have thought that I would be here today....smiling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With renewed hope and faith in others. Sure I am still skeptic &amp;amp; terrified to trust anyone with my heart again...but now I am a couple of steps closer in changing my point of view. I will be very extra careful but I know that the negative feelings I had back then are now distant memories of my past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1315529412684670946-6042850079383000889?l=casketscase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/feeds/6042850079383000889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1315529412684670946&amp;postID=6042850079383000889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/6042850079383000889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/6042850079383000889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-thinking.html' title='Just Thinking...'/><author><name>Casket</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704391820956524770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315529412684670946.post-3513164265375095790</id><published>2007-06-02T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T12:10:11.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Makati Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fireworks'/><title type='text'>Season of Fireworks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHTx37Eu_ds/RmI-9fofh9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4_IFNGduVMA/s1600-h/fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071685356556879826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHTx37Eu_ds/RmI-9fofh9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4_IFNGduVMA/s320/fireworks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I’m not talking about the Taiwanese boy band’s song…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Makati Day and the fireworks display coming from all the Barangays around the City is ongoing as I write. There was a time that I couldn’t bear to watch the beautiful display of mankind’s ingenuity and terrible way of wasting a huge amount of money. That was when my ex &amp; I broke up. The break up was not tragic at all…we both decided to move on since it’s never going to work between the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now where do the fireworks fit in to my little trip down memory lane? I love fireworks…I love watching the beautiful lights it creates up in the night sky. When I was younger I used to dream of watching that beauty under a starry sky with the one I love…he (my ex) made my wish come true. Wrapped around his loving arms I enjoyed the beauty of that moment…a moment that I thought would last forever…time made me realize how foolish that was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a couple of years later…here I am standing alone under the starry night sky watching the spectacular fireworks display with a smile on my face. I’m not smiling because I’m doing well and I heard that he’s not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m smiling because I am able to enjoy the beauty of fireworks once again…minus the tears, sad and painful memories... …smiling because I have found a new set of friends, people I could talk to… …watching the fireworks, thinking of someone else…someone who brings a new reason for me to smile… (Though he could really make me sad sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it…my ex &amp;amp; I watched the fireworks on the same night just a couple of years back…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1315529412684670946-3513164265375095790?l=casketscase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/feeds/3513164265375095790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1315529412684670946&amp;postID=3513164265375095790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/3513164265375095790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/3513164265375095790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/2007/06/season-of-fireworks.html' title='Season of Fireworks'/><author><name>Casket</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704391820956524770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHTx37Eu_ds/RmI-9fofh9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4_IFNGduVMA/s72-c/fireworks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315529412684670946.post-2342687235131118227</id><published>2007-05-24T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T23:56:34.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad day'/><title type='text'>Shitty Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Whatta a long day! I had a shitty day at the office. It’s hard working with people who thinks that the world revolves around them and no one else! I am so damn sick &amp;amp; tired of this "me first attitude"! But all I can do is deal with them every day. I can't quit my job since it pays well. Now this is the downside of working for money and not for passion. Passion huh?! I really don't have any. There's nothing to be passionate about my job! Imagine having an asshole for a boss and stuck-up colleagues! Damn! My friends told me to just quit if I'm no longer happy with my job. HAH! Easy for them to say! Besides, everywhere you go there will always be assholes - for whether it's your boss or colleagues. Quitting is not really the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hate running away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1315529412684670946-2342687235131118227?l=casketscase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/feeds/2342687235131118227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1315529412684670946&amp;postID=2342687235131118227' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/2342687235131118227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1315529412684670946/posts/default/2342687235131118227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casketscase.blogspot.com/2007/05/shitty-day.html' title='Shitty Day'/><author><name>Casket</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704391820956524770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
