<?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-3055402646324830920</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:35:49.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudden Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rckrmmt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3055402646324830920/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rckrmmt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MMT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904923163925436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dUk8i3INygo/SBTkpUdSd5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/-XPYzJgAdmU/S220/yo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3055402646324830920.post-4800186008796822103</id><published>2008-04-29T09:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T10:10:26.749-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So here i am</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So here I am&lt;br /&gt;doing everything I can&lt;br /&gt;holding on to what I am&lt;br /&gt;pretending I'm a superman"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a happy song!  With a not so  happy  lyrics... kinda weird, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like that lyrics sometimes... but,  not today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today  i  feel wonderful.... i feel  great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We  got  back together... she didn't expect it, i  didn't expect it...  that  was great!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda weird  how all the wonderful stuff happens... one  day,  i  feel like  shit...  and a few days later,  i  feel like i never  felt....  like  new!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what else  to  say....  but, i  have  to  thank all  the  people that supported  me in  those  hard times...  even  if we didn't talk about it... just  for  being  there  with  me,  i  feel  thankful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue to write  stuff in here...  so come check it out sometime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya!&lt;br /&gt;&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/3055402646324830920-4800186008796822103?l=rckrmmt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rckrmmt.blogspot.com/feeds/4800186008796822103/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3055402646324830920&amp;postID=4800186008796822103' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3055402646324830920/posts/default/4800186008796822103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3055402646324830920/posts/default/4800186008796822103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rckrmmt.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-here-i-am.html' title='So here i am'/><author><name>MMT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904923163925436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dUk8i3INygo/SBTkpUdSd5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/-XPYzJgAdmU/S220/yo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3055402646324830920.post-5516245386021182108</id><published>2008-04-27T15:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T16:05:54.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random heart wounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I suddenly start to feel weird, nothing is as it was a few years ago. Sometimes it's like... mmm... feeling like everything is great,  and sometimes is the opposite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck between my feelings and my future, and i hate that they are like a couple of kids fighting because the want their favorite toy. That toy is me, i feel like that... like a simple puppet being handled by nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'ts hard to decide which path do i  want to go... the one where i didin't think of consequences, and like in a  kiss's song i was listening yesterday:  "want to  rock n' roll al nite, and  party everyday"....  or get going to my, let's say,  pre-destined  path... where i should be starting to think about my  life,  my future, and all that crap that a 5-year-old would say: "that's boring, that's grownup stuff!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saddest thing is  that i feel like a boy, but stuck in a old man's suit. I want to make people see how easy life is...  but, it's easier to make  them  see that,  that seeing it by  myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't  have  anyone that listens to what i have  to say... or i always think that,  because of my past... my past made my mind is shut and my heart get closed...  and maybe that's why  i  can't talk to anyone about my true feelings... it's like every desition i make, hurts somebody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused at this time, i love  her....  i  really do... but my heart shuts... i know she  loves me (or at least, she used to) but, i don't feel her... i don't fucking know why!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is  turning into crap, if i'm with her, i feel suffocated... if i'm  alone, i feel lonely... yes, it's not the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy talking to a girl, as long as i don't have  a commitment  with her... i  saw her yesterday, i tried to talk to  her, my heart was screaming real hard... but, all my mind did was... looking to the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck! how i hate this! i really  do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read this... i know someone it's translating to you,  but i  want you to  know... i saw your sad poem... it struck me like a  lightening... but, i'm not ready  yet... all i could  say  to  you... was that words i whispered to  your ear, while a tear was coming from my  eyes.... i'm sorry, i know how i'm making you  feel...  but, i  hope that, someday i can love you, as you loved me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry... i really am!&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/3055402646324830920-5516245386021182108?l=rckrmmt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rckrmmt.blogspot.com/feeds/5516245386021182108/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3055402646324830920&amp;postID=5516245386021182108' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3055402646324830920/posts/default/5516245386021182108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3055402646324830920/posts/default/5516245386021182108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rckrmmt.blogspot.com/2008/04/random-heart-wounds.html' title='Random heart wounds'/><author><name>MMT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04904923163925436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dUk8i3INygo/SBTkpUdSd5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/-XPYzJgAdmU/S220/yo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
