<?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-18859738</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:45:58.313+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Me Be Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runawayhope.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18859738/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runawayhope.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Loner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389444160454972559</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>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18859738.post-113815621633906402</id><published>2006-01-25T09:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T09:35:04.213+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;when i cry, everything fall behind my shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One of my good friend told me that letting go it doesn't mean that we lose or we give up. It's a simple way to say that we admit and accepting the truth. Me...accepting the truth? Hahhaha...yeah rite. I've been running away from the truth since I was teenager. When the truth coming and I hate to admit it, I start run and leave it all behind. But last night I had a big thought about facing the reality. My reality is I'm falling in love with a guy who afraid with commitment. He have a big doubt in his head that I.."&lt;em&gt;the girl he admit to falling in love with&lt;/em&gt;"...could be a good wife and mother for him and his future kids. And for me, he... "&lt;em&gt;the guy that stole my heart&lt;/em&gt;"... will always be my dream come true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my friends says that I should leave him. He just not the right one for me. I said nothing cause I have nothing to say. So I stop telling my feeling cause I don't want anybody get their fucking hands into my business. It's really upset me cause everybody said that he's not a nice guy, he's sick in the head, he's player, etc. I love him no matter what. I don't care how long I will drown in this love. I don't know how long I can stand with his mind game. I don't know and please just stop telling me to leave him. Cause I can't and I will not stop fighting to have him back to my arm. &lt;strong&gt;JUST STOP IT !!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&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/18859738-113815621633906402?l=runawayhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runawayhope.blogspot.com/feeds/113815621633906402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18859738&amp;postID=113815621633906402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18859738/posts/default/113815621633906402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18859738/posts/default/113815621633906402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runawayhope.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-i-cry-everything-fall-behind-my.html' title=''/><author><name>The Loner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389444160454972559</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-18859738.post-113722352911213586</id><published>2006-01-14T14:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T14:25:29.120+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when the night come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;feels so lonely and empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no lights can get through the darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i let my love away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;send my biggest kisses and wave him goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;keep my tears and pains inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;noone should see it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;even the blood running through my cheek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when the night come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all i want is him beside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so we could snuggle up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bloody hell, i miss him so much&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18859738-113722352911213586?l=runawayhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runawayhope.blogspot.com/feeds/113722352911213586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18859738&amp;postID=113722352911213586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18859738/posts/default/113722352911213586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18859738/posts/default/113722352911213586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runawayhope.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-night-come.html' title=''/><author><name>The Loner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389444160454972559</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-18859738.post-113574091884443174</id><published>2005-12-28T10:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T10:35:18.856+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm waiting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just waiting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the word&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;would you?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18859738-113574091884443174?l=runawayhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runawayhope.blogspot.com/feeds/113574091884443174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18859738&amp;postID=113574091884443174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18859738/posts/default/113574091884443174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18859738/posts/default/113574091884443174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runawayhope.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-waiting-just-waiting-for-you-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>The Loner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389444160454972559</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-18859738.post-113317390503633902</id><published>2005-11-28T17:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T17:39:14.890+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm so tired&lt;br /&gt;to understanding your condition&lt;br /&gt;to accepting your excuses&lt;br /&gt;to pretending that i'm okay&lt;br /&gt;i can't even feel my feet anymore&lt;br /&gt;cause i've been running around to catch your shadow&lt;br /&gt;pushing away my pain to still be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so fuckin tired&lt;br /&gt;with the blood running through my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;with the desire that no longer exist&lt;br /&gt;and with the silent weeps for all this nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby&lt;br /&gt;i even too tired to loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18859738-113317390503633902?l=runawayhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runawayhope.blogspot.com/feeds/113317390503633902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18859738&amp;postID=113317390503633902' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18859738/posts/default/113317390503633902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18859738/posts/default/113317390503633902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runawayhope.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-so-tired-to-understanding-your.html' title=''/><author><name>The Loner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389444160454972559</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18859738.post-113231373192384286</id><published>2005-11-18T18:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T18:35:31.923+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;tonite i wanna admit something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i can't make this love work anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i do still love him, but i'm tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i've been fighting to make everything working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but he does nothing except make it fallin apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i tried to put the pieces together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;forgive and forget all of his excuses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but i can't do it anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i have to let him go... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18859738-113231373192384286?l=runawayhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runawayhope.blogspot.com/feeds/113231373192384286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18859738&amp;postID=113231373192384286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18859738/posts/default/113231373192384286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18859738/posts/default/113231373192384286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runawayhope.blogspot.com/2005/11/tonite-i-wanna-admit-something-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>The Loner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389444160454972559</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18859738.post-113197861112180284</id><published>2005-11-14T21:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T18:29:33.646+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't understand..&lt;br /&gt;why we have to have a partner to feel complete&lt;br /&gt;why we have to have a lot of money to be able enjoying life&lt;br /&gt;why we have to respect other people to create a harmony&lt;br /&gt;why we have to stop doing the sin to reach the heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why?&lt;br /&gt;i have a boyfriend but i still lonely&lt;br /&gt;i have some money but still can't understand the meaning of enjoying life&lt;br /&gt;i have and i do respect peoples but they still talked behind my back&lt;br /&gt;i start quiting the boost and  sex but i still alive in HELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO, WHAT'S THE POINT FOR ALL THOSE SHIT THEN!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18859738-113197861112180284?l=runawayhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runawayhope.blogspot.com/feeds/113197861112180284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18859738&amp;postID=113197861112180284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18859738/posts/default/113197861112180284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18859738/posts/default/113197861112180284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runawayhope.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-dont-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>The Loner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389444160454972559</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18859738.post-113168830241341772</id><published>2005-11-11T12:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T12:51:42.413+07:00</updated><title type='text'>INTRODUCTION</title><content type='html'>my name is the loner. i'm alone, lived in a big city full of crimes. everyday, i wake up with nightmares and i go to bed with tears. for no reason sometime, but mostly cause i'm alone. i have friends but they do nothing when i'm sad. i have family but we never talked about our feeling. i live in dejavu, day by day. i have lover but he only love me without wanting to live with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this black board, hopefully i can live the way i want it be. i'm so sick of living in pretending. and i'm searching for my eternity. so..if there's any visitor here..please, just read it without judging it. cause i just write to explore my loneliness. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18859738-113168830241341772?l=runawayhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runawayhope.blogspot.com/feeds/113168830241341772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18859738&amp;postID=113168830241341772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18859738/posts/default/113168830241341772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18859738/posts/default/113168830241341772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runawayhope.blogspot.com/2005/11/introduction.html' title='INTRODUCTION'/><author><name>The Loner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389444160454972559</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>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
