<?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-8840482811720067156</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:05:07.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ObzyObzorn ^__^</title><subtitle type='html'>i rock m good.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840482811720067156.post-5477569891346365511</id><published>2010-11-25T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T19:33:20.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving to my First True Love</title><content type='html'>Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful to have met you, to have had a friendship that lead to a crush that lead to a love that I'll never forget. I am thankful that you loved me no matter how fucked up my hair or shape up looked or how broke I was. You loved me for me and I'll never forget that. You proved that I can be 100% faithful and loyal if I truely love that person, YOU showed me the true meaning of love. How do I know? Because you know its true love when you save up whatever money you can, and bare the hunger for months cause you want to buy your girlfriend a necklace. Thats how you showed me love. I am thankful to have met you and had you in my life for about 2 to 3 years. I am also thankful that I was able to meet your family, people that I thought werent going to ever like me, and ended up showing me love that I never seen before. I am thankful for everything we've have done together and have experienced, the dates, those movie nights at my house with dominoes pizza and a bottle of sprite, the galleries, the kisses, the sex, the letters, and everything else I forgot to mention. And even though as the months pass, and weve both starting to move on and its starting to seem that we wont have a part 2 for the x555, I am thankful that you were the girl I fell in love with, and thankful that you are that person that when my kids (if their not with you) ask me who was my first love, i'll say Noemi Pujols. Even if I end up with a girl that I end up being with for like 4 years, doesnt matter, first love is your title. Im thankful for everything reinha. Happy thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;-Obby Gabriel Vargas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840482811720067156-5477569891346365511?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/5477569891346365511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=5477569891346365511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/5477569891346365511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/5477569891346365511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving-to-my-first-true.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving to my First True Love'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-163527596010801141</id><published>2009-02-25T11:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T11:09:33.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>porteguese love</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;você é minha lua, você é minha rainha, eu te amo para sempre mais.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[your are my moon,you are my queen,i love you for ever more]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840482811720067156-163527596010801141?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/163527596010801141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=163527596010801141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/163527596010801141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/163527596010801141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2009/02/porteguese-love.html' title='porteguese love'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-6170434299180878791</id><published>2009-02-25T11:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T11:08:37.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gf spot on myspace</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Summer main squeeze.Nick And Norah's Infinite Playlist.Halloween wife.x555eterno.Starbucks Dates.Starbucks confrontations.Park by the river and bridge late nights.5th floor.Wendy's dates.Napkin saver.Receipts collector.Galleries on 23rd st.Artistic goddess.PS.1.Double dates with friends.Stinky puerqita.rainha.Great person.Letter trough mail sender.Drags to salons.Always wants to pay.Late night talks till we knock out.BX 36.Never ceases to amaze me.Makes me want to be better.Always on my mind from the moment i go to sleep to when i wake up.Trust.Honesty.Communication.Respect &amp;amp; Loyalty.My present.My future.My beautiful inside and out amazing outstanding wonderful great girlfriend.My significant other.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840482811720067156-6170434299180878791?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/6170434299180878791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=6170434299180878791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/6170434299180878791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/6170434299180878791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2009/02/gf-spot-on-myspace.html' title='gf spot on myspace'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-4474398929598596345</id><published>2009-02-25T11:07:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T11:08:05.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knights tale poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have seen sunsets and sunrises&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;But nothing of your beautiful face&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I miss you like the sun misses the flower&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Like the sun misses the flower in the depths of winter&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840482811720067156-4474398929598596345?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/4474398929598596345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=4474398929598596345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/4474398929598596345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/4474398929598596345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2009/02/knights-tale-poem.html' title='Knights tale poem'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-2003794400903156333</id><published>2009-02-25T11:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T11:07:21.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>old about me</title><content type='html'>Its safe to say that I still spend most of my life time alone,I'm ALWAYS lonely.Why? I have no idea,it sure as hell isn't my choice.That's probably because why when i meet new people I get extremely excited and I start talking a lot,that's because I'm always alone,and I mean always,and if I get too excited i wont talk.This lonesomeness does get me,badly.I don't really have any close friends,no way near having many bestfriends,probably the reason for that is because they weren't there from the start.I'm soon finishing with high school and I still don't know what i want to do with my life and it scares me.Actually I do know what i want to do,and that's live life free,live life different from your average joe,live life like most haven't.I've been through a lot of pain in my life,major reason for my horrible nerves so I've been told.I want to help people,people who others have turned their back on them,and left them in the cold.I love helping people so much that if someone comes to me i would seriously put my issues aside and on hold just to help that person and i give it my all to help them.I don't know whats my purpose in life,and i stop questioning that cause i figured,why spend your life trying to figure that out? Life wont be exciting anymore if you really found out your purpose.Day by day I do question my self about other things such as why have I lived such a past? why am I so scared for things that make me feel good? I still feel like I'm looking at life through broken windows.I love doing photography but I feel like i hold my self back,I'm waiting for the day I go out and go all out taking pics not giving a fuck.Music is therapy for me.I want to live life without stupid stress and issues just like everyone else who's afraid to live a different way.I'm starting to live a life where my heart lightens up my dark depressing body and soul.I want to fly away,somewhere else where no one has been.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840482811720067156-2003794400903156333?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/2003794400903156333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=2003794400903156333' title='0 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style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The people ive spent my whole life with&lt;br /&gt;Don't know me&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a old book with no pages&lt;br /&gt;They can't read me&lt;br /&gt;Or better yet,don't bother to open&lt;br /&gt;People I hold conversations with daily are blind&lt;br /&gt;They can't see me&lt;br /&gt;The guy in the mirror i see once in a blue moon&lt;br /&gt;Swears he knows me&lt;br /&gt;But he can't relate to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8840482811720067156-6092196869136284970?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/6092196869136284970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=6092196869136284970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/6092196869136284970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/6092196869136284970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-one-relates.html' title='No one relates.'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-9204951770368706478</id><published>2008-11-23T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T17:08:52.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>her bday card</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Its prodigious how much of a great blessing she is&lt;br /&gt;She shines brighter than a full moon,right above where the sea is&lt;br /&gt;My heart could never withdraw,She leaves me in a state of awe&lt;br /&gt;Perfect picture are we,something that the gods could draw&lt;br /&gt;Her freckles resembles the surface of the moon's spots&lt;br /&gt;Her real name is Artemis,resting on the moon's top&lt;br /&gt;I would give up anything,to preserve her in my era&lt;br /&gt;Shes by my side,how could an era be better&lt;br /&gt;And her petite beauty marks,are like the dots of art&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's the god's master piece&lt;br /&gt;And when Im with her I surpass heaven and nirvana&lt;br /&gt;And attain a great master's peace&lt;br /&gt;I aspire she keeps feeding me love till i become obese&lt;br /&gt;We're an heavenly couple,zues and juno,like the gods of Greece&lt;br /&gt;We shall never cease,and her supremacy reign&lt;br /&gt;Halts in my brain&lt;br /&gt;And tell me Artemis,why make it rain?&lt;br /&gt;When your streams of light can pierce and slice&lt;br /&gt;Through those grey clouds of doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8840482811720067156-9204951770368706478?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/9204951770368706478/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-8840482811720067156.post-2637267572063492450</id><published>2008-11-07T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T17:13:38.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Worker's Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Its a great thing to be as honest as you are,and when you put your all into things,you're able to move mountains.Think about the lives you've saved from the things you've done.You're worth a lot to the world than what you think"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840482811720067156-2637267572063492450?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/2637267572063492450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=2637267572063492450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/2637267572063492450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/2637267572063492450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2008/11/social-workers-words.html' title='Social Worker&apos;s Words'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-7408064920400669836</id><published>2008-11-03T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T16:13:45.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Speech.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was dying a slow death in my last nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;And what I said while dying stayed in my head and i felt that i should write it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,it was late at night and I was walking home,and i smelt like girl&lt;br /&gt;Not pussy lol but like,some girl's perfume.&lt;br /&gt;So im walking and someone gets out of a white car&lt;br /&gt;and just shoots me repeatably.&lt;br /&gt;And the bullets pierce my flesh in slow motion&lt;br /&gt;And I start to collapse in slow motion as well.&lt;br /&gt;Then its back to normal motion and the car's tires screech&lt;br /&gt;and drive off.This is what i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Damn..What the fuck just happened?&lt;br /&gt;Damn man,shit,fuck..DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;Im dead.&lt;br /&gt;Nah chill man I can't die yet,i only lived for 17 years.&lt;br /&gt;What about my mother and her problems with the rent and bills?&lt;br /&gt;What about my little sister and her future problems in highschool?&lt;br /&gt;What about the girls i loved?&lt;br /&gt;Well..I guess it ain't shit between me and them if the term i use is loved.&lt;br /&gt;I bet half of them wont even miss me,they'll probably get over it over some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I cant lie,i do try my best,maybe im meant to be alone or some shit.&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Why the fuck am I talking about girls while im dying?!&lt;br /&gt;Nah but chill,my main bitch is real&lt;br /&gt;I would marry her..Nah im bugging.&lt;br /&gt;I knew those dreams ive been having were soon going to become true.&lt;br /&gt;But damn,why the fuck i had to get shot? this shit burns.&lt;br /&gt;My brother died over a tumor,why me bullets?&lt;br /&gt;It sucks i wont get to see him though,since he was christian and all&lt;br /&gt;I guess hes in heaven and shit&lt;br /&gt;And imma burn in hell.&lt;br /&gt;Shit that sucks..Hmm&lt;br /&gt;Im going to create an army down there to try to over throw the devil&lt;br /&gt;And then I could run hell and make it a alright place.&lt;br /&gt;Damn,why am I still alive,this death shit is taking for ever.&lt;br /&gt;I havent accomplished shit in my life man.&lt;br /&gt;Im a nobody,i wont be remembered like sean bell or some shit&lt;br /&gt;My death ain't gon be shit dawg.&lt;br /&gt;I bet you this nigga Al Sharpten or w.e his name is aint gonna be on tv for me&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;They just going to put me on the news if im lucky&lt;br /&gt;As some Teen in the Bronx,Shot multiple times&lt;br /&gt;And dies&lt;br /&gt;And then they'll cut it off and go to some wall street crises bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;I aint even have real friends while living.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where im going right now&lt;br /&gt;Damn I really wanted to have 8 kids&lt;br /&gt;And a bangin wife&lt;br /&gt;With a tight pussy&lt;br /&gt;And a nice butt and little boobs.&lt;br /&gt;And then when I was old,have a biggg thanksgiving dinner all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Damn son.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;Woah..ok..im not breathing&lt;br /&gt;I thinkkk this is it.&lt;br /&gt;Damn,i wish i go to heaven&lt;br /&gt;Or somewhere peaceful,thats fine too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and yeap.&lt;br /&gt; thats where i past away and i dont remember anything else.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8840482811720067156-7408064920400669836?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/7408064920400669836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=7408064920400669836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/7408064920400669836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/7408064920400669836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2008/11/dream-speech.html' title='Dream Speech.'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-4850650423497926550</id><published>2008-09-24T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T05:50:55.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My troat hurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;From holding back these expired tears.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't shed one in so long&lt;br /&gt;Till today&lt;br /&gt;Till right now&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how it felt to feel&lt;br /&gt;Warm flows of sorrow water&lt;br /&gt;Streaming from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Flowing to the peek of my cheek bones&lt;br /&gt;And falling like a water fall&lt;br /&gt;Landing on my jeans&lt;br /&gt;Now they're landing on my keyboard&lt;br /&gt;So goodbye for now.&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/8840482811720067156-4850650423497926550?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/4850650423497926550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=4850650423497926550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/4850650423497926550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/4850650423497926550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-troat-hurts.html' title='My troat hurts'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-6611167932122078840</id><published>2008-08-19T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T11:16:31.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freewrite to her</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;From time to time,i see my self gazing&lt;br /&gt;Staring at you're beauty&lt;br /&gt;Which means im staring at you from&lt;br /&gt;the beginning of your hair that connects to your scalp&lt;br /&gt;to the very end of your toe nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause in reality i find everything on you and everything about you beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hugs and kisses take me to a place&lt;br /&gt;a place of pure happiness and joy&lt;br /&gt;and it makes me never want to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its too soon&lt;br /&gt;maybe its not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your voice over the telephone on late nights&lt;br /&gt;Slowly creep into my eardrums&lt;br /&gt;and break their self into my brain&lt;br /&gt;and then create an image&lt;br /&gt;an image of beauteous&lt;br /&gt;an image of exquisite&lt;br /&gt;an image of beauty&lt;br /&gt;an image of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would really give anything to take us back&lt;br /&gt;To take us back to that very night not too long ago&lt;br /&gt;Where we held each other so closely&lt;br /&gt;and exchanged captivating looks&lt;br /&gt;and i supplied your forehead,cheeks,and neck&lt;br /&gt;with smooth tender kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But from time to time i also realize&lt;br /&gt;these words i write or say&lt;br /&gt;mean nothing to you;&lt;br /&gt;You're caught up on the failed ones mistakes and lies&lt;br /&gt;and for some reason they never seem to leave your mind&lt;br /&gt;and thats the sad part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8840482811720067156-6611167932122078840?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/6611167932122078840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=6611167932122078840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/6611167932122078840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Kaleidoscope&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/joelaz?pg=embed&amp;amp;sec=1551332"&gt;joelaz&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com?pg=embed&amp;amp;sec=1551332"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8840482811720067156-59601446892144777?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/59601446892144777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=59601446892144777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/59601446892144777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/59601446892144777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2008/08/big-kaleidoscope.html' title='B.I.G Kaleidoscope'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-4861250930945713475</id><published>2008-08-06T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:32:27.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Magical [Free write about some emotions]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So after all these days,weeks,months&lt;br /&gt;I think I finally found a girl that has the potential to roll with me&lt;br /&gt;Shes basically everything I want in a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she laughs at my jokes even if their not funny&lt;br /&gt;and dares to break night with me on the phone&lt;br /&gt;and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shines like the blazing sun&lt;br /&gt;and her smile makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She could be my goddess&lt;br /&gt;She could be my Aphrodite&lt;br /&gt;Cause she is the goddess of beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i catch myself telling her beautiful words i have NEVER&lt;br /&gt;EVER in my life told a human being.&lt;br /&gt;And even though she doesn't believe when i tell her that&lt;br /&gt;and always says "they all say that" or "thats hard to believe"&lt;br /&gt;I don't care,cause i know im not lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these beautiful words i tell this girl are truly  magical&lt;br /&gt;magical like her voice that smooths down time for me&lt;br /&gt;magical like her body,that hypnotizes me&lt;br /&gt;magical like her eyes,which i could see myself gazing through for hours&lt;br /&gt;magical like her beautiful lips,which i have yet to kiss,but i know their soft like the petals of flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella es mi tesoro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8840482811720067156-4861250930945713475?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/4861250930945713475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=4861250930945713475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/4861250930945713475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/4861250930945713475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2008/08/magical-free-write-about-some-emotions.html' title='Magical [Free write about some emotions]'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-1594468213924223276</id><published>2008-07-30T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T06:48:15.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daydreams.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;gazing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;gazing thru this icy window pane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;with eyes wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;dreaming of one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;to be the heaven to my hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;to have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;to carry the world for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;until i break &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;over and over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;only to collapse at her feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and die in her arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;as she stares thru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;the window of my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and along with myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;glow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;with a feeling of content&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;she walks in slow strides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and brightens the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;her laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;a melody carried on by the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;one that repetes in sober thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;her sunshine smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;that illuminates my spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;her angel eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;that pierce through my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;her soft, succulent..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;rosey lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;to kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and exchange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;this feeling of happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and glee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;if only to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;to have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;to feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;forever more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and in an instant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;my state of euphoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;depletes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and i find myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;staring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;what is out of reach...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;so i pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;that in due time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i may once grasp.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and hold tight... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;..to these daydreams&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/8840482811720067156-1594468213924223276?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/1594468213924223276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=1594468213924223276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/1594468213924223276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/1594468213924223276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2008/07/daydreams.html' title='Daydreams.'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-5131625991630510554</id><published>2008-07-30T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T06:45:18.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untiled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I would hardly hold ya hands and barely be sweet to you&lt;br /&gt;and if i kiss you it'll be in a fresh way.&lt;br /&gt;And if i touch you it'll be in a sexual way&lt;br /&gt;in public or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would hardly hear from me,cause most of the time&lt;br /&gt;I'll be gone and you wont find me.&lt;br /&gt;But i kind of like that,cause when i come back&lt;br /&gt;you'll be missing me for ever more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have other girls&lt;br /&gt;but maybe you'll be my number one bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Just maybe though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a mystery&lt;br /&gt;and you wont know much about me.&lt;br /&gt;And that alone&lt;br /&gt;will have you hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wont figure me out&lt;br /&gt;ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i wouldn't send you roses&lt;br /&gt;cause I'm a grimey nigga&lt;br /&gt;and straight disrespect bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So therefore,maybe for your birthday&lt;br /&gt;or any holiday,&lt;br /&gt;you'll get fucked hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe after being together for awhile&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably start changing.&lt;br /&gt;Thats only if you have the potential to do so.&lt;br /&gt;Not saying its you're job to change me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll cut it down to 3 girls&lt;br /&gt;and maybe i'll start taking you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll hold ya hand and kiss it&lt;br /&gt;and maybe I'll stop cursing so much and start being a gentlemen to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;,,,well no not maybe.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be a gentlemen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after a few years I'll propose in a place you wouldn't even expect it&lt;br /&gt;and it'll bring tears of joy to your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then maybe we'll get married&lt;br /&gt;and you still haven't figured me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I'm fresh and horny like a 12 year old boy&lt;br /&gt;and still I'm nasty and rude and don't give a fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just like when we were teens,&lt;br /&gt;ya parents STILL hate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe I'll change after awhile and fall deeply in love.&lt;br /&gt;Then I would gaze at your beauty while you sleep&lt;br /&gt;and count the beautiful eyelashes on your eyelid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though their just eyelids ill still think their beautiful&lt;br /&gt;because their on you and i find everything about you to be beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;And then if you get cellulites on your thighs i wouldn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe ill text you at work like when we were teens and send lil text hearts like this&lt;br /&gt;"x333"&lt;br /&gt;and i know it would make you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll be the only one i finally trust.&lt;br /&gt;Then begin our takeover of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe get up to 30 yrs of marriage&lt;br /&gt;and then ask for a divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go our separate ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the down load I'll still be fucking the shit out of you&lt;br /&gt;just like we did when we were younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the end of it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would still be a mystery&lt;br /&gt;and you wouldn't of still figured me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then you would realize that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You not knowing who i truly am&lt;br /&gt;just kept you around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so around that at our demise,&lt;br /&gt;our graves would be next to each other.&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/8840482811720067156-5131625991630510554?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/5131625991630510554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=5131625991630510554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/5131625991630510554'/><link 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i feel is pain&lt;br /&gt;the days are short&lt;br /&gt;but the nights happen to be sooo long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised him i will save him and i broke that promise&lt;br /&gt;but its only because his mother wasn't even thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk around now pretending im alright but in reality im not.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont want no one to know how much pain i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of my brothers death i have other issues&lt;br /&gt;and its just not getting easy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like im living with no soul&lt;br /&gt;no life at all.&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/8840482811720067156-1541238533734294862?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/1541238533734294862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=1541238533734294862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/1541238533734294862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/1541238533734294862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-of-my-greatest-lost.html' title='One of my greatest lost'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-8095540880573870117</id><published>2008-07-20T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T17:33:34.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad news part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was lied to.&lt;br /&gt;My father isn't bringing my brother to ny to get checked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brothers is currently waiting for death.&lt;br /&gt;and theres nothing i could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctors told him he has 6 months to 1 year to live.&lt;br /&gt;My pops said he might die in like 1 month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hes really skinny now&lt;br /&gt;and is vomiting waste from his own mouth.&lt;br /&gt;thats fucking shit.from your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk whats going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;i love my brother so fucking much&lt;br /&gt;idk.idk.idk.idfk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why my brother?&lt;br /&gt;why not some rapist thats in jail that has done wrong in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why a innocent person who loves everyone and always smiling?&lt;br /&gt;i was glad when i got news my brothers a lot better a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the doctors wont do shit.they saying its too late.&lt;br /&gt;but i bet if it was the presidents child they would've saved him.&lt;br /&gt;what right do they have to let a life past away?&lt;br /&gt;none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this shit isn't fair at all.&lt;br /&gt;&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/8840482811720067156-8095540880573870117?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/8095540880573870117/comments/default' title='Post 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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-8840482811720067156.post-3311247180433384648</id><published>2008-07-19T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T21:31:09.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've had a change a life in the few past months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to leave the gang crap&lt;br /&gt;Stop with the drugs shit&lt;br /&gt;And stop started shit with people and trying to fight them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also decided to stop fighting unless i REALLY needed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i recently notice that i haven't changed 150%&lt;br /&gt;i still have this attitude of a angry person wanting to break everyones face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person that just wants to fuck up the people he has problems with&lt;br /&gt;a person that just doesn't give a fuck if he hurts millions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont really want to be a person like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously want people to say that obz is a great person,loving and kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thnk you for reading&lt;br /&gt;^__^&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/8840482811720067156-3311247180433384648?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/3311247180433384648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=3311247180433384648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/3311247180433384648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/3311247180433384648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-time.html' title='Its time.'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-6915715977719452253</id><published>2008-07-19T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T21:24:57.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneakers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ok.So this is going to a short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But holy fucking shit.&lt;br /&gt;People are literally spending their lives and choosing sneakers as a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who gives TWO fucks about what sneakers you got that no one else has.&lt;br /&gt;Dude,they go on your feet and the bottom touches the pavement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dirty one! With black old gum. and all that crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you tell me you spent over $200 on sneakers,you're a fucking idiot man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like now everywhere i go,the 1st thing people look at is you're feet.&lt;br /&gt;You HYPEBEAST mother fuckers have no life at all.&lt;br /&gt;omfg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to all my friends that are hypebeast but,you fuckers dont have lives niether.&lt;br /&gt;^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8840482811720067156-6915715977719452253?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/6915715977719452253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=6915715977719452253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/6915715977719452253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/6915715977719452253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2008/07/sneakers.html' title='Sneakers.'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-6493762133907653231</id><published>2008-07-14T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T17:32:47.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck ____</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I came across a video where one of my favorite actors talks about new york city.&lt;br /&gt;talks about how he hates it and etc.&lt;br /&gt;and ive decided to make one of my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fuck people with their religion.&lt;br /&gt;Theres a whole lot of religion and who the fuck are you to tell me which one will send me to heaven,nirvana,or any other fucking happy place.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the lady on the bus that starts preaching out loud about jesus coming soon and how everyone must become catholic.&lt;br /&gt;Catholic churches are corrupt and change the bible and do everything the bible says no to.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck Dominicans and their over ego pride.&lt;br /&gt;Mother fuckers stop wearing flags.Your parade isin't due yet.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck Puerto Ricans and their conceited asses.&lt;br /&gt;No you're not perfect you stupid fucks.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck Asian people and their shit talking in their own language.&lt;br /&gt;that still do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;n't know how to speak English.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck these black people who talk about racism.&lt;br /&gt;Mother fucker you was not alive, slavery ended ages ago.Move the fuck on.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck white people think their better then everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Suck dick and choke on it you preppy motherfuckers.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck new york i fucking hate this city and everything in it.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck new jersey too.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck shady mta employees who wont let people through if they already used their metro on the wrong side.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck bus drivers who wont let me on when i forgot my metro or lost it.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck stupid cab drivers from Washington heights that don't drive to the Bronx.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck people who don't like graffiti.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck graffiti writers who think their legends and shit.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the niggas i considered brothers and when im down and out don't help me.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck my ex that stupid bitch i gave my heart to and stabbed me in the back&lt;br /&gt;You idiot.Couldn't realize you had something good but fuck it&lt;br /&gt;Life does go on and its just you're biggest lost.&lt;br /&gt;And fuck her friend who i helped out with their issues&lt;br /&gt;and then when she deaded me they started talking shit behind my back.&lt;br /&gt;Ya bitches can burn in hell along with her.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck posers.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck people who label themselves emo and cut their wrists to get attention.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck teachers who tell me to get a GED and to leave school.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK THOSE PEOPLE WHO MADE FUN OF MY FOR ALL MY PIERCINGS&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW WANT TO GET THE SAME PIERCINGS&lt;br /&gt;YOU DUMB SONS OF A FUCKING BITCHES.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck good looking girls who think their the shit&lt;br /&gt;Be serious bitch,all these niggas just want to fuck your pussy and bounce&lt;br /&gt;so don't treat people horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck bitches who get mad at me for liking another girl&lt;br /&gt;and then they stop talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck gangs&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the bloods the crips the latin kings and everything else.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck those who betrayed me in bloods and latin kings.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck people who give more about miley cirus having sexy pics&lt;br /&gt;or about jamie lynn spears being pregnat&lt;br /&gt;and dont care about other important shit like how sooner or later the government is going the control our lives.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck society&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the government&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the upper hand.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the cops.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the girls who ive liked and then when i put trust in them fuck it all up.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck depression and fuck loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck people who hurt animals and abuse them etc.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the young teens on the train who talk about selling candy&lt;br /&gt;I dont give a shit about a basketball team or you staying out of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the parents who abuse their children at home or in public and&lt;br /&gt;fuck the ones who do nothing to stop it.&lt;br /&gt;And fuck this free writing shit&lt;br /&gt;And fuck you if you got offended by it&lt;br /&gt;and overall&lt;br /&gt;Fuck me.&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/8840482811720067156-6493762133907653231?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/6493762133907653231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=6493762133907653231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/6493762133907653231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/6493762133907653231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2008/07/fuck.html' title='Fuck ____'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-5319569850059001250</id><published>2008-07-11T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T21:13:26.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck them.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Things seem to go back to the way they use to be&lt;br /&gt;Its type hard when a person that smiles in your face&lt;br /&gt;blames shit on you and you get all back turned on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents don't put my sis in line,so i do&lt;br /&gt;shes only 13 and little bitch thinks she can talk to anyone&lt;br /&gt;the way she wants&lt;br /&gt;tlk shit to people that protect her&lt;br /&gt;dumb ass bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why when she grows up shes gnna put my parents through hell&lt;br /&gt;and i hopefully wont even be here or ever visit.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to hear from them&lt;br /&gt;dont want to know from them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no family&lt;br /&gt;family doesnt do shit like that&lt;br /&gt;on the real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a loner here&lt;br /&gt;and fuck it im fine with that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck them&lt;br /&gt;fuckthem&lt;br /&gt;fuckthemall.&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/8840482811720067156-5319569850059001250?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/5319569850059001250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=5319569850059001250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/5319569850059001250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/5319569850059001250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2008/07/fuck-them.html' title='Fuck them.'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-1918553331906999387</id><published>2008-07-11T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T06:59:20.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yael Naim - Toxic</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j5pP55u9s10&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j5pP55u9s10&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Best version in my opinion.&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/8840482811720067156-1918553331906999387?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/1918553331906999387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=1918553331906999387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/1918553331906999387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/1918553331906999387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2008/07/yael-naim-toxic.html' title='Yael Naim - Toxic'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-6245932610998246246</id><published>2008-07-11T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T06:54:06.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yael Naim - New Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-YUxbDEPFiM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-YUxbDEPFiM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I freaking love this song and vid!&lt;br /&gt;Listen to it&lt;br /&gt;Watch it&lt;br /&gt;Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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Soul'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-9178170163375660380</id><published>2008-07-11T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T06:23:29.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost In Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I sometimes feel i have no heart at all&lt;br /&gt;I could give two fucks about a bitch's feelings or thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Cause on the real, all i got for bitches is dick and disrespect&lt;br /&gt;Theres no such thing as wifeys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again i miss having someone there due to the fact&lt;br /&gt;thats i've been alone since out the womb.&lt;br /&gt;I had a partner there and i wasn't alone anymore&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes i would kill to have that again [not with her.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this lonesome is my strength.&lt;br /&gt;And its all that i got,and i think its enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again when a girl likes me i drift apart&lt;br /&gt;Because i just cant have these close intentions or relationships&lt;br /&gt;And i refuse to know me or understand me&lt;br /&gt;I/m also not just use to it&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to act around a girl as a boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;its so new to me. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fuck it.Fuck bitches.&lt;br /&gt;And i say bitches because&lt;br /&gt;I haven't reached an age where women got the mental capacity to be with a man for the long haul&lt;br /&gt;Women change their mind faster than a dude can blink ,&lt;br /&gt;and they never know what they want , not in high school , not even in early college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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Feelings'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-5017885676026680927</id><published>2008-07-10T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T22:23:23.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So yeah,i have nooo idea why im still tanned like a motherfucker.&lt;br /&gt;I got a farmers tan to put on top of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s102.photobucket.com/albums/m110/beth91987/?action=view&amp;amp;current=danielsfamertan.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m110/beth91987/danielsfamertan.jpg" border="0" alt="daniles farmer tan" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats not me.but you get the main idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movingon.&lt;br /&gt;i just relized ive been going to queens mall shit for no reason&lt;br /&gt;theres a 2 floor hottopic even closer.&lt;br /&gt;but i have no idea where the fuck its at!&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk why people think being blood or reppin it is cool.&lt;br /&gt;bloods aint cool nigga. i know blood niggas what will cutt ya child's face!&lt;br /&gt;i hope all ya get pressed by some crazy blood niggas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and is it me or like people talk mad shit about me on the train.&lt;br /&gt;like i got on it today and a group of people [girls and boys] was mumbling&lt;br /&gt;then looking at my tight pants and monroe piercing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like nigga come on,ill whip that ass&lt;br /&gt;chill daddy.&lt;br /&gt;dont let the papi long legs fool you son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to live freely&lt;br /&gt;like a nomad&lt;br /&gt;and say fuck you to everyone&lt;br /&gt;and the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate my a.d.d a lot!&lt;br /&gt;thank god i can stay still for like 30 mins atleast&lt;br /&gt;but my focus mind thingy is like WAYY THE FUCK OFF&lt;br /&gt;also my memory omfg&lt;br /&gt;thanks pott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i such a sexual person.&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;i hate it&lt;br /&gt;sex is always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;always&lt;br /&gt;its like im still a 11-13 yr ol boy&lt;br /&gt;thats would smash anything w. legs and vagine.&lt;br /&gt;shits crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&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/8840482811720067156-5017885676026680927?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/5017885676026680927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=5017885676026680927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/5017885676026680927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/5017885676026680927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2008/07/me-random.html' title='Me Random.'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-4938155490558883081</id><published>2008-07-10T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T22:10:19.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sane Much?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So my brother is getting better&lt;br /&gt;and im saving his life by having people finally listen to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and having him come here to NY to get checked out&lt;br /&gt;cause deadass come on,fuck docs in DR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pops is going down there this saturday to bring him here.&lt;br /&gt;So im more calm,everything seems solid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think i like a girl? idk what it feels like anymore &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;its been so long&lt;br /&gt;but i do know she makes me smile like a little pussy&lt;br /&gt;and i do be missing her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ew lol.&lt;br /&gt;wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i meet up with shawn at 5 points.Photography shit.I think thats what im going to be doing&lt;br /&gt;alll the time lol fuck myspace and aim.&lt;br /&gt;&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/8840482811720067156-4938155490558883081?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/4938155490558883081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=4938155490558883081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/4938155490558883081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/4938155490558883081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2008/07/sane-much.html' title='Sane Much?'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-4898287669363627521</id><published>2008-07-05T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T11:30:45.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I do have faith that my brother will get better&lt;br /&gt;I do have faith in miracle and I do believe in them&lt;br /&gt;I do have faith in better times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was so long and depressing&lt;br /&gt;All I could think about was my brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really seek much help from individuals or my net friends&lt;br /&gt;because one,most don't really care and two,they wouldn't know to say but&lt;br /&gt;"pray to god,he'll be ok,dont worry about it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well one i dont pray to god,i cant just pray to him now because i need him&lt;br /&gt;then stop praying if my brother gets better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two, he'll be ok? its a old tumor in his stomach,meaning cancer&lt;br /&gt;doctors said them selves its "too late"&lt;br /&gt;my only hope is on a miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three, don't worry about it? STFU!&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/8840482811720067156-4898287669363627521?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/4898287669363627521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=4898287669363627521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/4898287669363627521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/4898287669363627521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2008/07/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-3019263682517815366</id><published>2008-07-04T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T22:21:42.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 4th 2008/Horrible Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My brother got a tumor&lt;br /&gt;and my father told me its too late for him&lt;br /&gt;the doctors said theres nothing they could do&lt;br /&gt;its too late for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If doctors could do surgery on an indian 2 yr old girl with 8 limbs&lt;br /&gt;then doctors could help my brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not too late for him.&lt;br /&gt;nobody listens&lt;br /&gt;&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/8840482811720067156-3019263682517815366?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/3019263682517815366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=3019263682517815366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/3019263682517815366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/3019263682517815366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2008/07/july-4th-2008horrible-day.html' title='July 4th 2008/Horrible Day'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-821452601540836347</id><published>2008-07-01T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T12:30:12.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Retro played OUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Come on seriously though&lt;br /&gt;It is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was having a long conversation with my boy Justin,and he as well agreed.&lt;br /&gt;It was cool for the 1st few months when it was in style but damn.&lt;br /&gt;Ya dont stop at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still to this day see dudes w. tight red ass pants with rope chains and retro caps.&lt;br /&gt;with the glasses w.o lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smfh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on,step ya game up&lt;br /&gt;and keep banging pussiessssss.&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/8840482811720067156-821452601540836347?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/821452601540836347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=821452601540836347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/821452601540836347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/821452601540836347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2008/07/retro-played-out.html' title='Retro played OUT'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-6034720071663578867</id><published>2008-06-28T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T22:40:14.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GoodLuckChuck to GoodLuckObz?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ok so I've been noticing lately that every girl i like&lt;br /&gt;or every girl that likes me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ends up not getting with me [due to the fact that idk what I want yet lol]&lt;br /&gt;and then finds their "soul mates"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm NOT kidding,like seriously&lt;br /&gt;every girl right now that I've liked or has confessed they like me&lt;br /&gt;is in a serious relationship and is in love -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But chuck got to marry Jessica Alba sooo&lt;br /&gt;maybe I'll marry Cassie ^__^&lt;br /&gt;or some cool rocker chick with tats and is a nympho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha why not?&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/8840482811720067156-6034720071663578867?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/6034720071663578867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=6034720071663578867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/6034720071663578867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/6034720071663578867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/2008/06/goodluckchuck-to-goodluckobz.html' title='GoodLuckChuck to GoodLuckObz?'/><author><name>obzy.obzorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15299395200326600102</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-8840482811720067156.post-9083408794503514550</id><published>2008-06-28T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T22:16:27.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life so far.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Freaking blows.&lt;br /&gt;Its so boringggg and theres nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like my life is on a limit&lt;br /&gt;Maybe im just to scared to live yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah -__- idk.&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/8840482811720067156-9083408794503514550?l=ewitsobz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ewitsobz.blogspot.com/feeds/9083408794503514550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8840482811720067156&amp;postID=9083408794503514550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8840482811720067156/posts/default/9083408794503514550'/><link rel='self' 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