<?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-6012330275128666464</id><updated>2011-07-30T10:53:40.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut my life into pieces, this is my last resort</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinnalynnlee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012330275128666464/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinnalynnlee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tinna Lynn Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949917725886685694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdcXTu6KW5w/SLHAcehvtSI/AAAAAAAAACE/XkD-ppUm14o/S220/2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012330275128666464.post-3257713758241301945</id><published>2010-02-09T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T20:57:52.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what hurts the most is being so close</title><content type='html'>Caralho, um ano e 2 meses sem entrar aqui, aloca, lembrei de tanta coisa lendo meus post antigos, apesar de poucos, mas, er, não vou falar de passado, vou falar de como me sinto agora, ou não sinto.É tão estranho ter tantas opções e nenhuma ao mesmo tempo, tudo muda o tempo todo e eu ja to me sentindo tonta, perdida, no meio de tanta gente, de tantos sentimentos, to sentindo falta da rotina, o problema é: que rotina? hey , baby, 3° ano acabou, to sem destino, não sei direito o que fazer da vida e essa porra de não ter 18 anos ainda é um saco porque nessa altura em que eu tenho tanta liberdade, só me falta a idade, mas talvez isso seja bom pra me segurar em casa por uns tempos, espero que eu consiga estudar esse ano, ja que todos meus planos pro começo do ano deram errado, talvez seja pra eu ficar sozinha e passar esse ano em casa, me myself and I, estudar e batalhar pelo que eu sonho, se é que eu ainda tenho algum sonho.Confusão total na minha cabeça , e no meu coração.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6012330275128666464-3257713758241301945?l=tinnalynnlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdcXTu6KW5w/SLHAcehvtSI/AAAAAAAAACE/XkD-ppUm14o/S220/2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012330275128666464.post-3871628788847500370</id><published>2008-12-04T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:07:42.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be</title><content type='html'>Ultimamente eu tenho repensado muita coisa, mudado minhas formas de agir com muitas pessoas, eu estou mudando, mais uma vez, não acho que seja ruim, mudar é preciso.&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez mais me surpreendo em ver como as pessoas entram e saem das nossas vidas, como se tornam  tudo pra gente em tão pouco tempo, e como se torna necessário nos afastarmos delas, afinal, ja aprendi a muito tempo que se apegar demais &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;não faz bem&lt;/span&gt;, não faço isso por mal, nem porque quero, mas sim porque é preciso.&lt;br /&gt;E também tem aquelas pessoas que aparecem em nossas vidas em momentos exatos, preenchem lacunas, diminuem a nossa dor, se tornam necessárias, e até indispensáveis.&lt;br /&gt;E sempre tem alguém, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aquele&lt;/span&gt; alguém, que te deixa sem palavras, que te faz sonhas acordado, e não faz nada de mais pra isso, simplismente &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;existe&lt;/span&gt;, está ali pra você, e quando você menos espera, percebe que ja é tarde demais e por mais frio que você seja, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;esse&lt;/span&gt; alguem ja entrou no seu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Falem o que quiserem, gritem o quanto é impossivel, tentem me impedir, NADA vai me fazer desistir de ter voce pra mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Acho que eu finalmente achei o que procurava :)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&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/6012330275128666464-3871628788847500370?l=tinnalynnlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinnalynnlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3871628788847500370/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012330275128666464&amp;postID=3871628788847500370' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012330275128666464/posts/default/3871628788847500370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012330275128666464/posts/default/3871628788847500370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinnalynnlee.blogspot.com/2008/12/youre-closest-to-heaven-that-ill-ever.html' title='You&apos;re the closest to heaven that I&apos;ll ever be'/><author><name>Tinna Lynn Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949917725886685694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdcXTu6KW5w/SLHAcehvtSI/AAAAAAAAACE/XkD-ppUm14o/S220/2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012330275128666464.post-3742402711081348978</id><published>2008-09-04T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T20:14:57.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I could make you mine ; I'll go wherever you will go ♥</title><content type='html'>Acho que a fase ruim finalmente passou, pelo menos por enquanto, ultimamente eu sinto como se eu pudesse suportar qualquer coisa, eu me sinto estranhamente feliz o tempo interio, o porque? eu não sei exatamente.Mas uma coisa perfeeeita aconteceu: eu vou no show do paramore *-*, caralho é um sonho que eu vou realizar ;~.É isso galerë, to sem inspiração pra escrever mas logo eu volto oks ;) bgs ;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6012330275128666464-3742402711081348978?l=tinnalynnlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinnalynnlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3742402711081348978/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012330275128666464&amp;postID=3742402711081348978' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012330275128666464/posts/default/3742402711081348978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012330275128666464/posts/default/3742402711081348978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinnalynnlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-i-could-make-you-mine-ill-go.html' title='If I could make you mine ; I&apos;ll go wherever you will go ♥'/><author><name>Tinna Lynn Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949917725886685694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdcXTu6KW5w/SLHAcehvtSI/AAAAAAAAACE/XkD-ppUm14o/S220/2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012330275128666464.post-7279863294150288129</id><published>2008-08-27T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T15:08:02.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>è..tipo...SOCORRO O.O</title><content type='html'>Meldels, hoje eu recebi as minhas notas e tipo eu fiquei com 39 de nota final em matemática (pelo amor de deus mãe, não leia isso xD ) e agora eu preciso gabaritar o próximo trimestre, e ainda assim pego quarta prova GZUZ ç.ç.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tá saindo do lado escolar, tipo q tem alguem que mira em mim /FATO sempre gosta das mesmas pessoas q eu, e eu SEMPRE perco, impressionante, é só eu por o olho em alguem q ela "toma" de mim ;~ maaas, TCHAU rolos, pelo menos até o fim do ano eu vou ficar sem sair e vou E-S-T-U-D-AR pra ver se eu n rodo pelo menos @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With arms wide open - Creed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6012330275128666464-7279863294150288129?l=tinnalynnlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinnalynnlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7279863294150288129/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012330275128666464&amp;postID=7279863294150288129' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012330275128666464/posts/default/7279863294150288129'/><link rel='self' 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tava viajando @.@ mas do nada eu sinto ciúmes, e 1 minuto depois eu ja n to nem ai, sei lá...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E no colégio eu to indo tãão mal , mesmo prestando atençãão, to completamnete bipolar, como agora eu estou rindo daqui a pouco posso estar chorando e n encontro um motivo ao certo pra isso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, surtei @.@  bgs :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6012330275128666464-5402931662997651570?l=tinnalynnlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinnalynnlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5402931662997651570/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012330275128666464&amp;postID=5402931662997651570' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;eu to com raiva hoje, bgs '-'&lt;br /&gt;vontade de matar todo mundo e talz ;P&lt;br /&gt;é poisé '-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimamente eu ando com muita raiva e eu sinto como se eu fosse explodir a qualquer momento, tudo que os outros fazem me irrita, eu não confio mais em ninguém, acho que toodo mundo quer me passar pra trás ou me fazer sofrer, não gosto mais das pessoas, na 1° vez que elas me magoam simplismente esqueço que elas existem, é como uma auto defesa, mas ao mesmo tempo machuca, e aumenta taaanto a minha raiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vezes eu tenho medo que eu esteja me tornando um pergio, para os outrs, e pra mim mesma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musica de hoje:&lt;br /&gt;~ Eamon - Fuck It&lt;br /&gt;See i dont, know why, i liked you so much&lt;br /&gt;I gave you all, of my trust&lt;br /&gt;I told you, i loved you, now thats all down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;Ya put me through pain, i wanna let u know that i feel.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck what i said it dont mean shit now&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the presents might as well throw em out&lt;br /&gt;Fuck all those kisses, it didnt mean jack&lt;br /&gt;Fuck if you hoe, i dont want you back&lt;br /&gt;Fuck what i said it dont mean shit now&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the presents might as well throw em out&lt;br /&gt;Fuck all those kisses it didnt mean jack&lt;br /&gt;Fuck if you hoe, i dont want you back&lt;br /&gt;You thought, you could&lt;br /&gt;Keep this shit from me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Ya burnt bitch, i heard the story&lt;br /&gt;Ya played me, ya even gave him head&lt;br /&gt;Now ya askin for me back&lt;br /&gt;Ya just another hag, look elsewhere&lt;br /&gt;Cuz ya done with me&lt;br /&gt;Fuck what i said it dont mean shit now&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the presents might as well throw em out&lt;br /&gt;Fuck all those kisses it didnt mean jack&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, you hoe, i dont want you back&lt;br /&gt;Fuck what i said it dont mean shit now&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the presents might as well throw em out&lt;br /&gt;Fuck all those kisses it didnt mean jack&lt;br /&gt;Fuck if you'll go, i dont want you back&lt;br /&gt;Ya questioned, did i care&lt;br /&gt;You could ask anyone, i even said&lt;br /&gt;Ya were my great one&lt;br /&gt;Now its, over, but i truly mean im sad&lt;br /&gt;It hurt real bad, i cant sweat that, cuz i loved a hoe&lt;br /&gt;Ya questioned, did i care&lt;br /&gt;You could ask anyone, i even said&lt;br /&gt;Ya were my great one&lt;br /&gt;Now its, over, but i truly mean im sad&lt;br /&gt;It hurt real bad, i cant sweat that, cuz i loved a hoe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6012330275128666464-4765563322923080777?l=tinnalynnlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinnalynnlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4765563322923080777/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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