<?xml version="1.0" encoding="windows-1255"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>cherry scented</title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304</link><description>these lips are cherry scented
but they stick like superglue</description><language>he</language><copyright>Copyright 2026 direct mediaphobic. All Rights Reserved.</copyright><image><title>cherry scented</title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304</link><url></url></image><item><title>cosas que pasan</title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304&amp;blogcode=14800523</link><description>&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; dir=&quot;rtl&quot;&gt;no me quiero conertir en esa persona amargada, mezquina, celosa y egocentrica en la que me estoy convirtiendo.. de hecho, es o era mi mayor miedo.
me separe de mi novio, en el que puse todas mis fichas, como le dije a dario el otro dia,lo q mas duele en estos casos es la muerte de las ilusiones, de todo lo q uno puso de si mismo, las esperanzas, los deseos todo lo q se dedico y pensar, o mejor dicho aceptar que no importa cuanto mas uno ponga en esa relacion (como si quedara algo mas para poner) no va a cambiar, y si cambia, xq no paso antes ,xq ahora despues de tanto desgaste.
lei en el horoscopo que asi es libra,
nos gusta q alguien nos ayude, nosgustalo facil, lo comodo, no nos gusta complicar, decia, &quot;ponselo facil a libra, y el te lo pondra facil a ti&quot;. creo q doy con la descripcion, y tambirn con la que nos acusaba de tratar demasiado.
yo se que voy a estar mejor, yo se, yo se que es un paso hacia el retroceso de ese ser miserable en el que temo convertirme, el que ya no se a&lt;/div&gt;</description><pubDate>Fri, 20 May 2016 04:36:00 +0200</pubDate><author>mlpy1@hotmail.com (direct mediaphobic)</author><guid>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304&amp;blogcode=14800523</guid><comments>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/comments.asp?user=644304&amp;blog=14800523</comments></item><item><title>aveces pasa</title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304&amp;blogcode=14390346</link><description>&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; dir=&quot;rtl&quot;&gt;hace mucho que no desliego lo que queda de mi mente por estos suburbios ciberneticos...
como siempre , es cuando algo me pasa, y no algo de lo mas bueno... sino de lo otro.
esta vez es ese sentimiento de fracaso mezclado con algo de dolor y algo de alivio.
esos sentimientos que viene solo de darse cuenta, ineludiblemente que lo que uno creia (y podria decirse queria tambien no es asi. que la realidad no la hace solo nuestra mente. es bastante compleja la formacion de la realidad...
de ese levantar de brazos. de ese rendirse por comprender que las cosas que uno piensa no son necesariamente asi.
de esa esperanza que recibe la orden de morir. morira?
como la cancion de la vela puerca.
algunas de mis creencias se fortalecen ... a la par de las que se ven refutadas.
en el primer caso... me refiero a creer que en la vida de todo se aprehende. de eso se trata la vida. solo que hay q descubrir que se aprende en scada situacion
cual sera el aprendizaje/s en esta ocasion?
otra creencia&lt;/div&gt;</description><pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2015 05:21:00 +0200</pubDate><author>mlpy1@hotmail.com (direct mediaphobic)</author><guid>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304&amp;blogcode=14390346</guid><comments>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/comments.asp?user=644304&amp;blog=14390346</comments></item><item><title>firm hand</title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304&amp;blogcode=14248018</link><description>&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; dir=&quot;rtl&quot;&gt;need to seriously start working on self estem.u deserve better, and whover makes the smalles doubt go into ur head, should be condamnd by no other than u.
strating by....
U
u want someone who at last can talk to...
remember birthdays and spcial dates
make u feel important
be just
want to give u what he feels he recieved from u...
this list cn go on and on.
bu i think u got the point.
so., take the bull by the horn., case the bull is not gooing to stab himself....

ur not asking too mouch., and even if u do, ur entiteld to.
get anry, get mad, take and execute decisions. thats all. dont be afraid of the firm hand.
&lt;/div&gt;</description><pubDate>Tue, 09 Dec 2014 05:28:00 +0200</pubDate><author>mlpy1@hotmail.com (direct mediaphobic)</author><guid>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304&amp;blogcode=14248018</guid><comments>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/comments.asp?user=644304&amp;blog=14248018</comments></item><item><title>:/</title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304&amp;blogcode=14200360</link><description>&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; dir=&quot;rtl&quot;&gt;u got the confidence again to say whats on ur mind....
u say &quot; i think ur not as affective and caring like u were before&amp;uml;j
he answers.... &quot;and ur errection isnt like it used to be&amp;uml;n

he says because he is bussier. and that he has less patience. and dont want to keep talking about it.

sometimes u amaze me. sometimes ur just that little masochist lifting up the dress like in the song.
&lt;/div&gt;</description><pubDate>Tue, 16 Sep 2014 03:38:00 +0200</pubDate><author>mlpy1@hotmail.com (direct mediaphobic)</author><guid>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304&amp;blogcode=14200360</guid><comments>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/comments.asp?user=644304&amp;blog=14200360</comments></item><item><title>ur not the first nor the last to..</title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304&amp;blogcode=14128251</link><description>&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; dir=&quot;rtl&quot;&gt;guess ur not the first nor the last who gets dummped without getting dumped.
gues ur not the first nor the last who feels like gooing crazy cause the answers have been denyed to...
guess ur not the first nor the last who feels ignored by who u tried to give all what u had to give.
ur not ur not ur not ur not ur not ur not ur not urnotrnoturnoturnoturnoturnoturnot u r not u r no ur not ur not
ur not the first nor the last to not be a priority for whos been urs.
or to think of someone who probably dosnt about u. or mybe just fail showing it. wich is basiclly the same for its consecuences.
however it still hurts. specially when u just cant finde the way not to care, not like before.... u was able to before
and mybe its just bitchy karma...

&lt;/div&gt;</description><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2014 02:45:00 +0200</pubDate><author>mlpy1@hotmail.com (direct mediaphobic)</author><guid>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304&amp;blogcode=14128251</guid><comments>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/comments.asp?user=644304&amp;blog=14128251</comments></item><item><title></title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304&amp;blogcode=13785180</link><description>&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; dir=&quot;rtl&quot;&gt;working two jobs and still not beeing able to buy what u wanted sucks.
&lt;/div&gt;</description><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 04:24:00 +0200</pubDate><author>mlpy1@hotmail.com (direct mediaphobic)</author><guid>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304&amp;blogcode=13785180</guid><comments>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/comments.asp?user=644304&amp;blog=13785180</comments></item><item><title></title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304&amp;blogcode=13461342</link><description>&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; dir=&quot;rtl&quot;&gt;so ur literaly a whore?
at least ur not a cheap one.
ur a state whore.. :..
&lt;/div&gt;</description><pubDate>Fri, 14 Sep 2012 03:04:00 +0200</pubDate><author>mlpy1@hotmail.com (direct mediaphobic)</author><guid>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304&amp;blogcode=13461342</guid><comments>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/comments.asp?user=644304&amp;blog=13461342</comments></item><item><title>am i a whore?!</title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304&amp;blogcode=13360069</link><description>&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; dir=&quot;rtl&quot;&gt;well... eventually.. im realizing that im forgeting my hear somwhere in the middle..
my emotions are not what they used to... im mouch colder now..
more a racionalidad con arregloa fines...
well.. getting advantege is it?
getting paid for somting that mybe isnt sex...
but its still...
mybe even worse?&lt;/div&gt;</description><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jul 2012 05:14:00 +0200</pubDate><author>mlpy1@hotmail.com (direct mediaphobic)</author><guid>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304&amp;blogcode=13360069</guid><comments>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/comments.asp?user=644304&amp;blog=13360069</comments></item><item><title>ur a prick! such a stupid shit</title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304&amp;blogcode=13088684</link><description>&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; dir=&quot;rtl&quot;&gt;iam bad luck.. i am bad news... iam just bad..
guess he was right..
the scarriest thing is how fear affects people...
sometimes i just need to dissapear. stop infecting evryone with this rotten luck.
but its not just luck its just that im no good.
nd i lie to myself.. and thats the worst. cause people keep getting hurt. and i just cant control it. but it is still my fault.
shitty!&lt;/div&gt;</description><pubDate>Sun, 04 Mar 2012 18:46:00 +0200</pubDate><author>mlpy1@hotmail.com (direct mediaphobic)</author><guid>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304&amp;blogcode=13088684</guid><comments>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/comments.asp?user=644304&amp;blog=13088684</comments></item><item><title>fuck me pumps</title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304&amp;blogcode=12636050</link><description>&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; dir=&quot;rtl&quot;&gt;things can change for good...
but low self esteem seems to be there along for hte whoole ride..

mmmmmmm im definitly easy. no doubt about it.
the doubt is.. rather its cause i was born this way baby...
or &quot;yo estoy vencida porque el mundo me hiso asi...&quot;f
mmm dont know if im in love. but since ive never been there before.. theres no reason for me not to be..

and it even make my desesperate housewife syndrom go wild..
i love dooing it.. but i feel bad for not aspiring for more..
mybe thats his job anyway...

some things are soooo overvaluated nowdays.. one of them is power, money and definitly sex.


im happy overall.. and basicaly its scarying me...
&lt;/div&gt;</description><pubDate>Fri, 22 Jul 2011 04:05:00 +0200</pubDate><author>mlpy1@hotmail.com (direct mediaphobic)</author><guid>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=644304&amp;blogcode=12636050</guid><comments>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/comments.asp?user=644304&amp;blog=12636050</comments></item></channel></rss>