<?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-20615864</id><updated>2011-07-15T08:37:18.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you make me complete.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>always you and i.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16352663554780265691</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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20615864.post-115147844302055590</id><published>2006-06-25T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T15:07:23.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the end of us.&lt;br /&gt;The end of X&amp;G.&lt;br /&gt;X doesn't belong to G anymore,&lt;br /&gt;G doesn't belong to X anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;0720&lt;/s&gt; No more.&lt;br /&gt;In this lifetime, they only happened once.&lt;br /&gt;They were so much in love but..&lt;br /&gt;It was a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G will always love X, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so fucking much that I wanna say, but I do not have the chance to anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I'm saying the same thing that I've said the other break up. If you ever think of me, think of us &amp;amp; our used to be, let me know. Talk to me like how we used to. I miss you, so much. I wish you'd be missing me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking of you since the day you told me I got replaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, all the best for you in life &amp;amp; love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you Xav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Glynis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20615864-115147844302055590?l=youremyreason-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/feeds/115147844302055590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20615864&amp;postID=115147844302055590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/115147844302055590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/115147844302055590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/2006/06/goodbye.html' title=''/><author><name>missGLYNIS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12197549686137976712</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-20615864.post-114914937448485988</id><published>2006-06-01T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T16:09:34.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy fifth get-together baby. &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs babygirllfriend. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kisses baby all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sky has lost it's color&lt;br /&gt;The sun has turned to grey&lt;br /&gt;At least that's how it feels to me&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you're away&lt;br /&gt;I crawl up in the corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As I watch the minutes pass&lt;br /&gt;Each one brings me closer to&lt;br /&gt;The time you're comin' back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't take the distance&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the miles&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the time until I next see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the distance&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not ashamed&lt;br /&gt;That with every breath I take I'm callin your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't take the distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still believe my feelings&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I feel too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I make believe you're close to me&lt;br /&gt;But it ain't close enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not nearly close enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take the distance&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the miles&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the time until I next see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not ashamed&lt;br /&gt;That with every breath I take I'm callin your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I brave fire and I brave rain&lt;br /&gt;To be by your side I'd do anything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't take the distance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will go the distance&lt;br /&gt;I will go the miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's how much you mean to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Cause I can't take the distance&lt;br /&gt;I can't take these miles&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the time until I next see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not ashamed&lt;br /&gt;That with every breath I take I'm calling your name&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to remember&lt;br /&gt;As long as you're away&lt;br /&gt;When I find solace&lt;br /&gt;There's only one way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- Evan And Jaron's Distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far away baby. =( You haven't text me at all today. I guess you're uber tired &amp; busy. It's okay. I love you baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I welcome you inside my life&lt;br /&gt;For what you do&lt;br /&gt;Oh you make me happy&lt;br /&gt;So very happy&lt;br /&gt;Once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I stand&lt;br /&gt;So inspired&lt;br /&gt;To take your hand&lt;br /&gt;And never take for granted&lt;br /&gt;What I was granted&lt;br /&gt;Once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never thought I could love again&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd let somebody else in&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I could trust and then&lt;br /&gt;Here I am in love once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Once again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You touched my heart&lt;br /&gt;Now I can breathe&lt;br /&gt;You saved my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And still I can't believe you made it happen&lt;br /&gt;Made it happen&lt;br /&gt;Once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never thought I could love again&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd let somebody else in&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I could trust and then&lt;br /&gt;Here I am in love once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Once again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;And when see you baby this is when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to scream it at the top of my lungs&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I know I'll never have this chance again&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never thought I could love again&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd let somebody else in&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I could trust and then&lt;br /&gt;Here I am in love once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Once again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I welcome you inside my life&lt;br /&gt;For what you do&lt;br /&gt;Oh you make me happy&lt;br /&gt;So very happy&lt;br /&gt;Once again...&lt;br /&gt;- Frankie Jordan's Once Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe the song is so true. When Qiaolin first heard this song, she said the song's like meant for me. 'Cos I never thought I would llove again. I thought my heart's door would never open again. I thought no one would be able to open them. I thought no one would make me believe in llove again. I thought I was fated to be lonely this lifetime.. until I met you, Xavier Lin. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby can I ask for a chance.. to scream my confession of llove for you across the whole universe? I wanna let the whole world know that I llove my babyxav so much, so so so fucking much. So much that I can't let her go, that I will never let her go. It's hard living without you baby. you're my everything baby, everything. I can't handle myself an hour with you, I got to admit. I always pretend like I'm find whenever I check my phone &amp; there isn't any text or missed calls. I wanna spend my life with you baby. I know both of us has said this so many times &amp;amp; that it might already lose its meaning but rest assured baby, I still want to. :] This llove really means a lot to me, &amp; I'm sure a lot to you too. We musn't let go of us so easily. I'll learn to cherish us, treasure the every single sec I spend with you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will learn to love you better. making you feeling more comfortable, making you more lovey dovey. I want to be sweet to you, I want to hold your hands. your ever so lloving hands. I cannot imagine myself holding others. Only you. I told you the last time, I've made up my mind to be with you. And you are the one for me. And that's never gonna change my mind you know. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing you so much. I miss rolling on sheets with you. I miss my lips touching yours. I miss hugging you so tight whenever I feel like. I miss the smell of your cologne. I miss looking straight into your eyes &amp; tell you that I love you. I miss the way both of us just act oh so retarded like no one's around, like no one's looking at us. I miss going to your place. I miss staring at you. I miss lying next to you. I miss being next to you. I miss going shopping with you. I miss sitting at our favourite spot, talking &amp; hugging at the same time. I miss whining to you. I miss the way you'd smoothe me &amp;amp; quiet me down. I miss your hugs &amp; kisses. I miss your cheries. -winks ;) HEHEHE :]:]:] !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, happy fifth month &amp; I llove you babyxav. :]&lt;br /&gt;Hugs baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kisses baby all over.&lt;br /&gt;Licks.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我爱你。&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/20615864-114914937448485988?l=youremyreason-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/feeds/114914937448485988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20615864&amp;postID=114914937448485988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/114914937448485988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/114914937448485988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-fifth-get-together-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>missGLYNIS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12197549686137976712</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-20615864.post-114699756314501477</id><published>2006-05-07T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T18:26:03.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You asked me if I liked you, I said no.&lt;br /&gt;You asked me if you were attractive, I said no.&lt;br /&gt;You asked me if you're in my heart, I said no.&lt;br /&gt;You asked me if I would cry if you walked away, I said no.&lt;br /&gt;So you walked away, I grabbed you by your arm, looked you straight in the eye &amp; said " I don't like you, I love you. You're not attractive, you're absolutely beautiful to me. You're not in my heart, you are my heart. I wouldn't cry if you walked away, I would die."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me for as long as we live.&lt;br /&gt;Take me away, you know I'm yours. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you babyboy. &lt;3(:&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/20615864-114699756314501477?l=youremyreason-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/feeds/114699756314501477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20615864&amp;postID=114699756314501477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/114699756314501477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/114699756314501477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-asked-me-if-i-liked-you-i-said-no.html' title=''/><author><name>always you and i.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16352663554780265691</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-20615864.post-114690008884104568</id><published>2006-05-06T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T15:21:28.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blingyblob.com/GenScratchOff/FL-ScratchOff.swf?event=Hey baby. I miss you so much! I can't wait for Tuesday to come. Hehe. Muacks! Hugs baby. I wanna stay with you forever baby. XOXO!&amp;clr=0xFF0000"&gt;&lt;param name="loop" value="false"&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="false"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FF6600"&gt;&lt;embed name="scratchOff" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.blingyblob.com/GenScratchOff/FL-ScratchOff.swf?event=Hey baby. I miss you so much! I can't wait for Tuesday to come. Hehe. Muacks! Hugs baby. I wanna stay with you forever baby. XOXO!&amp;amp;clr=0xFF0000" width="210" height="150" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#FF6600" quality="high" menu="false" loop="false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blingyblob.com/GENS.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Create your own message at BlingyBlob.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Baby you like, you like!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5851/2073/320/loveyou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy &lt;s&gt;belated&lt;/s&gt; Forth monthsary, baby. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I can't give you much though.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry honey.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for going through all these four sexy months with me.&lt;br /&gt;Gorgeous, you've been great.&lt;br /&gt;Stop staying that you aren't a good girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Worry less now that you've got me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to explain to you how much I love you,&lt;br /&gt;how much I don't wanna lose you.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to admit this but,&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were right by my side every second.&lt;br /&gt;I felt the urge to rush down to SP,&lt;br /&gt;dash right into your lectures &amp; be with you.&lt;br /&gt;None can understand what kind of love adrenaline I go through in every single cell of mine,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I don't think anyone could define what's love&lt;br /&gt;&amp; go by your own standards.&lt;br /&gt;I try to contain myself, I don't want to suffocate you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want her to get tired of me,&lt;br /&gt;I dont want.. you to leave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see how important you are to me now, Xavier Lin?&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be without you bee.&lt;br /&gt;Hughug!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 4th, baby. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20615864-114690008884104568?l=youremyreason-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/feeds/114690008884104568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20615864&amp;postID=114690008884104568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/114690008884104568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/114690008884104568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/2006/05/create-your-own-message-at-blingyblob.html' title=''/><author><name>always you and i.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16352663554780265691</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-20615864.post-114682552591223411</id><published>2006-05-05T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T15:25:46.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Babyxav I llove you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&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/20615864-114682552591223411?l=youremyreason-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/feeds/114682552591223411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20615864&amp;postID=114682552591223411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/114682552591223411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/114682552591223411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/2006/05/babyxav-i-llove-you-3.html' title=''/><author><name>always you and i.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16352663554780265691</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-20615864.post-114415749839240324</id><published>2006-04-04T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T21:31:38.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Xav, so much has happened &amp; I don't blame you for the hurt caused, any words that did damage. We both had a wonderful past &amp; it was great, perfectly great. Thanks for the past three months. Perhaps to you three months was nothing 'cos your longest was two years. But to me, it was great &amp; I hope there was more to go but it's okay. You taught me, you loved me, you made me a better someone. I never knew how it was like losing you but I know it now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I don't know if you've found someone new &amp; perhaps no, I don't know, or you've gotten over me. Whatever the truth is, I'm always here, no matter what. It's time for me to see the truth, knowing that it's impossible to carry on though I hate to face the reality. I'm moving on. I don't know if I'd regret doing that but stop if you think I would. Perhaps you've made up your mind about leaving me behind. I still hope you would keep the memories we made, things we shared, moments we had, remember us &amp; our used to bes. Up till now, I regret for all that I've done. Causing you breathless days, bringing you pain &amp;amp; hurt unknowingly. Someday if you think you can forget about all these, please forgive me &amp; speak to me again, like the way you did before. I love you so much, &amp; if it makes you happy being with someone else, or being without me, I will leave things the way they are. I will always be reminded of you, wherever I go, whatever I do, whatever I see, whatever songs I listen to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So much I wish I could run to you &amp; hold you close now, tell you everything's alright like before. But I guess that someone can't be me anymore. I weren't main source of happiness, but affection. You should move on &amp;amp; find someone else better who fits in there. But if ever, there's a day you think of me &amp; the times we shared, let me know, so that I know that I'm not entirely forgotten. I love you, like I've never loved anyone before. I don't wanna be called irritating, annoying &amp;amp; sticky ex-gf.  The most I can do now is to not appear wherever your life is at. I'm sorry for all the hurt I've caused, I'm sorry for jading you up.  I don't deny that I've been hurting you, but I've been trying too. Things I made for you, days I dropped by your place, private times we had, times we cried like fuck over the phone, telling each other how important we were, counting down to our next anniversary, asking each other if we still love, our hugs &amp; kisses, every little token of love, the way we tried to surprise each other with little stuff, how excited we both get when the day of meeting is nearing, how silly we used to be; I hope you never forget all these 'cos I wouldn't. No, nothing will be of myself. The only thing that I will continue selfishly be doing is to love you till I get over you. I'll be here. I'll be waiting. I still love you, so much. This is a love, that is nearly impossible to fade. Regardless of how you're gonna move on or pretend you've moved on, my love for you doesn't lessen a little. It's yours to take or leave. I'm still here. Remember that, Xav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still praying, that you may come back someday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Come back someday, my home forever open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To you, my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I love you, though it doesn't matter to you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20615864-114415749839240324?l=youremyreason-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/feeds/114415749839240324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20615864&amp;postID=114415749839240324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/114415749839240324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/114415749839240324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/2006/04/xav-so-much-has-happened-i-hope-you.html' title=''/><author><name>always you and i.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16352663554780265691</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-20615864.post-114303632492148732</id><published>2006-03-22T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T22:05:24.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Liao Jie is making me cry.&lt;br /&gt;The Day You Went Away is making me cry.&lt;br /&gt;So Sick is making me cry.&lt;br /&gt;I Miss You is making cry.&lt;br /&gt;Missing You is making cry&lt;br /&gt;I Miss You Like Crazy is making me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adsense make the heart fonder.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This phrase never fail to make me think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going offline soon &amp; you're not awake from your nap yet &amp;amp;I don't think we'll be talking. It's okay. I guess it's really time for you to sleep for a long long time. I know you're tired, trying to avoid all the disappointment it brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so fucking much, stitches boy. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; tears are down, like fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;glynis./&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20615864-114303632492148732?l=youremyreason-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/feeds/114303632492148732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20615864&amp;postID=114303632492148732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/114303632492148732'/><link rel='self' 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better soon dear. i love you baby. stay with me,hand in hand,we'll walk towards our future ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;stitchesboy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20615864-114292242665587046?l=youremyreason-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/feeds/114292242665587046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20615864&amp;postID=114292242665587046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/114292242665587046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/114292242665587046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>always you and i.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16352663554780265691</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-20615864.post-114191057923810478</id><published>2006-03-09T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T21:22:59.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I swear I'm dying of heat.&lt;br /&gt;Heat stroke perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; swollen eyelids.&lt;br /&gt;Fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I miss you. ): Although we just met yesterday but I still miss you la.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way I could cuddle in your arms, the way you hug me tight &amp; not wanting to let me go.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way our lips touch, how tender, how loving.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you whisper sweet nothings into my ears, &lt;i&gt;I love you. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you kiss &amp;amp; hug me goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you tried to make me smile by acting all retarded in public.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you smile when you see me.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you look at me after every kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I simply love you. :)&lt;br /&gt;Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"hello, ah."&lt;br /&gt;"who are you!?"&lt;br /&gt;"glynis lah!"&lt;br /&gt;"orh orh orh, yuh why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's the above one huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!? -pulls ear&lt;br /&gt;But it's okay, I still love you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PS: Thanks for the note in my cellphone's calender. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GLYN.&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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i.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16352663554780265691</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-20615864.post-113957647370197048</id><published>2006-02-10T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T21:01:13.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm starting to get jealous of people around baby.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you here with me now babyboy.&lt;br /&gt;I want that ride home for you a safe &amp; fast one.&lt;br /&gt;So I can hear your whispers quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20615864-113957647370197048?l=youremyreason-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20615864.post-113888423539680939</id><published>2006-02-02T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T20:43:55.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You've meant the world to me since the first day we met&lt;br /&gt;I swore that you were a gift that heaven had sent&lt;br /&gt;I 've loved you with all my heart and I swear I won't let go&lt;br /&gt;I've needed you from the start and I hope the future has yet to show&lt;br /&gt;I know we have had our times&lt;br /&gt;But we have been strong enough to make it through&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I hope you always love me till the day we die&lt;br /&gt;As much as I do &amp; always will love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;it's true. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy first month, loverboy.&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/20615864-113888423539680939?l=youremyreason-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/feeds/113888423539680939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20615864&amp;postID=113888423539680939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/113888423539680939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/113888423539680939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/2006/02/youve-meant-world-to-me-since-first.html' title=''/><author><name>always you and i.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16352663554780265691</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-20615864.post-113880231227182887</id><published>2006-02-01T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T21:58:32.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY FIRST MONTH!!</title><content type='html'>baby didnt update. so i shall update instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY FIRST MONTH,BABYGIRL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you've been great throughout,and you know i love you. i dont give a damn to those spammers because they just make me love you better. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovergirl,i breathe the air you breathe in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20615864-113880231227182887?l=youremyreason-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/feeds/113880231227182887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20615864&amp;postID=113880231227182887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/113880231227182887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/113880231227182887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-first-month.html' title='HAPPY FIRST MONTH!!'/><author><name>always you and i.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16352663554780265691</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-20615864.post-113819841427322515</id><published>2006-01-25T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T22:18:41.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>motherfuckers.</title><content type='html'>you know,when my girlfriend and i did up this blog,we meant it to be a nice place. i dont understand why you people have to come messing everything up. i DIDNT want to blog about you people at all. but you see,the words that can be typed into the tagboard is very little,so i'll just waste abit of my space here on you losers. i dunno wat did me and my gf do to offend you guys,and i'm not sorry at all. i've no idea how ancient you people are,because lesbians are all over the place now. grow up,accept it. its crap to think love only exists in men and women and that people of the same gender can never be in love. its okay if you people wanna be childish and be ancient and not be able to accept it. nobody said you people have to accept me and my gf. you dont have to,really. but at least show us some respect. aren't lesbians humans too? we have emotions and feelings too. put yourselves in our shoes. if you and your boyfriend got criticised suddenly outta nowhere,would you people feel good? please grow up,be more matured. we didnt do you people wrong,we didnt do anything that's against the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really tired of having to bulldoze my way through all this. fuck here,bitch there. its god-damn childish. i'm tired of having to stoop down to your levels. just leave,go lead your own lives. each of us walk different routes,each of us make different choices. my gf and i made this choice. and it really doesnt concern any of you guys out there. give us blessings,then thankyou very much. if not,its alright. but dont say all this shit. its your mouth,your comments. i know,you people have rights to voice out. but please regard other people's feelings at the same time. shoot your comments in your own blog,nobody's gonna stop you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by saying all this,it just makes others doubt your character. i'm not trying to be arrogant,but i'm sure you people are just not grown ups yet. you guys have not seen life yet,no offence there. but well,grow up soon. my english isnt that bad,and trust me,SP's reputation isnt going down because of me. my results are a tad better den wat you people think. don't assume your language centre is powerful. let me tell you,it isn't. i've got no idea wat gave you people the idea that we stick our fingers up each other's whatever you call that. if that's how your boyfriend treats you,well that's your business,really. because me and my gf dont do that. i've got no idea what your mind is processing for nothing good comes out from you,you're definitely going to hell. if i had met you people in real life,i'll definitely lament about how youngsters nowadays don't think before they speak. i want no balls,serious. i hate people with them,for they're males. i'm not saying all males,but mostly. think about why there're so many straights turning crooked nowadays,its not because of us. but because of those dirty animals who think with their lower body. the animals you people call males,or boyfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i've seen the last of you guys. show some respect to me and my gf,or at least to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-xavier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20615864-113819841427322515?l=youremyreason-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/feeds/113819841427322515/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20615864.post-113791968099944437</id><published>2006-01-22T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T16:48:01.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the middle of the night,you're all i'm thinking of.</title><content type='html'>why baby never update? anyway i'm getting sick of the spammers. pathetic little pipsqueaks who dare not leave names. at least i'll respect their guts if they dare leave names. and of course i meant &lt;em&gt;real &lt;/em&gt;names. some people are just such wuss. got no balls up their ass and still like acting like some big fuck because of their &lt;em&gt;togetherforthreeyearsalready &lt;/em&gt;boyfriend. loser lor please. at least me and my gf dare admit to ourselves wat we are and all. i pity that loser's boyfriend really,why did he get such a girlfriend? oh boy,what a poor thing. i'm sure he can't even erect when he sees that &lt;em&gt;bitchwithnoballsupherass. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby,its been amazing knowing you. thanks for giving me all the good times. i love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20615864-113791968099944437?l=youremyreason-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/feeds/113791968099944437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20615864&amp;postID=113791968099944437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/113791968099944437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/113791968099944437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/2006/01/in-middle-of-nightyoure-all-im.html' title='in the middle of the night,you&apos;re all i&apos;m thinking of.'/><author><name>always you and i.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16352663554780265691</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-20615864.post-113732501745143450</id><published>2006-01-15T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T19:36:57.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its been two weeks.</title><content type='html'>time passes really fast,its been two weeks or so with baby. and its been an amazing two weeks. its filled with laughter,tears and love. i've never felt so much emotions before,and its because of you that i'm feeling this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody can replace you,girlfriend. and you know that,dont you? no matter wat obstacles we might face in the process,please know that we'll go through it together. =) i love you,baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna merge sengkang and bukit panjang. just like how our hearts have been merged as one,can you hear it beating together as one? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,your babyboy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20615864-113732501745143450?l=youremyreason-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/feeds/113732501745143450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20615864&amp;postID=113732501745143450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHLIAN&lt;3&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/20615864-113715438364425145?l=youremyreason-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/feeds/113715438364425145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20615864&amp;postID=113715438364425145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/113715438364425145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/113715438364425145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-girlfriend-refuse-to-take-prints.html' title=''/><author><name>always you and i.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16352663554780265691</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-20615864.post-113671166994844527</id><published>2006-01-08T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T17:14:29.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello &lt;strong&gt;baby&lt;/strong&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thinking about how you sound like just now on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;So serious.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Very scary &lt;em&gt;leh&lt;/em&gt;, so serious for what. =&lt;br /&gt;Just replied your text. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darling&lt;/strong&gt; I miss you. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GLYNIS&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love &lt;em&gt;my prince&lt;/em&gt;. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20615864-113671166994844527?l=youremyreason-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/feeds/113671166994844527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20615864&amp;postID=113671166994844527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/113671166994844527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20615864/posts/default/113671166994844527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremyreason-.blogspot.com/2006/01/hello-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>always you and i.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16352663554780265691</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-20615864.post-113655206111552114</id><published>2006-01-06T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T20:54:21.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey baby.</title><content type='html'>hey love,i promised you a surprise,but well,i cant really think of one now. so i thought i might just finish creating our blog. i hope you do like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you told me you've got a short term memory,you always forget things very fast. from now on this blog will become our mempry. it'll be our footsteps,it'll see us thru our forever. i love you,my baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving you,&lt;br /&gt;your ahbeng. =D&lt;div 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i.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16352663554780265691</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-20615864.post-113655101121528362</id><published>2006-01-06T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T20:36:51.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna be with you - 徐婕儿</title><content type='html'>没力气总是懒洋洋的&lt;br /&gt;赖着你怀里顽皮嬉戏&lt;br /&gt;是该做些事心里又甜蜜的&lt;br /&gt;不想要不想要张开眼睛&lt;br /&gt;我和你频率如此接近&lt;br /&gt;没压力自在做我自己&lt;br /&gt;第一次感受这种爱的决心&lt;br /&gt;只想要只想要和你一起&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;爱你好幸福&lt;br /&gt;想要和你建造一个爱的小屋&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;爱你好满足&lt;br /&gt;享受最甜美的舒服有一个呵护我&lt;br /&gt;不在孤独&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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