<?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-2447448837172288888</id><updated>2011-09-21T21:02:20.989-07:00</updated><category term='that old familar feelin'/><title type='text'>lucky life♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04066935895005532226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlW9ApIsJ4c/Tmj66nAyDzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/G4g5KymSo6c/s220/1315336478089.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447448837172288888.post-4171052478858802835</id><published>2011-08-06T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T12:13:55.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nohting tastes as good as....FOOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-03Sdr_24eVg/Tj2SZi-tCcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/pI9lVO2LJDs/s1600/skinny655_1873969a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 325px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637823276121917890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-03Sdr_24eVg/Tj2SZi-tCcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/pI9lVO2LJDs/s400/skinny655_1873969a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marie claire magazine might now be on my femisit hit list. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;with the new issue that has the beautifully sexy oliva wilde on the cover, this "womens magazine," has more than three articles about being skinny, how to think yourself thin, how big girls survive in a little city, etc. There is also a quote from the oh so heatlhy Kate Moss "nothing tastes as good as skinny feels" of course this quote is from years ago. but wow. what a message. i personally think nothing tastes as good as food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also would prefer if media stopped shoved eating disorders down our throats. pardon the expression. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its no wonder 8 million Americans have an eating disorder...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2447448837172288888-4171052478858802835?l=maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4171052478858802835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2011/08/nohting-tastes-as-good-asfood.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/4171052478858802835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/4171052478858802835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2011/08/nohting-tastes-as-good-asfood.html' title='nohting tastes as good as....FOOD'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04066935895005532226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlW9ApIsJ4c/Tmj66nAyDzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/G4g5KymSo6c/s220/1315336478089.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-03Sdr_24eVg/Tj2SZi-tCcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/pI9lVO2LJDs/s72-c/skinny655_1873969a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447448837172288888.post-1391324401827806515</id><published>2011-08-04T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T11:13:03.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reaching out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I figure reading other peoples stories help me...so maybe mine will help other women...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.macisheartstories.blogspot.com"&gt;www.macisheartstories.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2447448837172288888-1391324401827806515?l=maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1391324401827806515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2011/08/reaching-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/1391324401827806515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/1391324401827806515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2011/08/reaching-out.html' title='reaching out'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04066935895005532226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlW9ApIsJ4c/Tmj66nAyDzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/G4g5KymSo6c/s220/1315336478089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447448837172288888.post-3564090910541192951</id><published>2011-07-27T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T01:26:48.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fairy tales</title><content type='html'>You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales?  That fantasy of what your life would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White dress, Prince Charming,  who'd carry you away to a castle on a hill... You'd lie in bed at night  and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus,  the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming - they were so close you could taste  them. But eventually, you grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day you open your eyes and the  fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they  can trust. But the thing is, it's hard to let go of that fairy tale  entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause almost everyone still has that smallest bit of hope, of  faith, that one day they'll open their eyes and it will all come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm one of those idiots. unfortunately; for now, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn fairy tales&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2447448837172288888-3564090910541192951?l=maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3564090910541192951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2011/07/fairy-tales.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/3564090910541192951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/3564090910541192951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2011/07/fairy-tales.html' title='fairy tales'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04066935895005532226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlW9ApIsJ4c/Tmj66nAyDzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/G4g5KymSo6c/s220/1315336478089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447448837172288888.post-8674086586356165498</id><published>2011-07-27T00:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T00:32:54.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear you people</title><content type='html'>all those who call yourselves friends and you know better, please listen up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially if you do any of the following....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fail to reach out at all, in the slightest when you know your "friend" is in hell, you're not a true friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make everything under the sun about you, even when its SO not..you're not a true friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say everything in a weird, passively aggressive, neurotic way, that is again ALL ABOUT YOU...you're not a true friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretend we're friends so you look good in front of other people...you're not a true friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;use information about me that you retrieve in weird, stalker-ish ways, to prove your loyalty to someone else, YOU'RE NOT A TRUE FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if any (or in most circumstances ALL) of these things apply to you, please stop pretending you care about me, I'm so over being shit on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2447448837172288888-8674086586356165498?l=maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8674086586356165498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2011/07/dear-you-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/8674086586356165498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/8674086586356165498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2011/07/dear-you-people.html' title='dear you people'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04066935895005532226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlW9ApIsJ4c/Tmj66nAyDzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/G4g5KymSo6c/s220/1315336478089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447448837172288888.post-2282600537950806395</id><published>2011-07-20T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T23:05:56.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dating...</title><content type='html'>im ready to date! going on dates, meeting lots of sweet fun guys, realizing a lot of guys are more drama than girls! lol but hey-im just looking for a good time! bring on the adventure-im ready!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2447448837172288888-2282600537950806395?l=maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2282600537950806395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2011/07/dating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/2282600537950806395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/2282600537950806395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2011/07/dating.html' title='dating...'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04066935895005532226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlW9ApIsJ4c/Tmj66nAyDzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/G4g5KymSo6c/s220/1315336478089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447448837172288888.post-3026980762302999265</id><published>2011-07-04T13:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T13:10:26.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>twisted toast and lillies</title><content type='html'>so today my toaster ate my toast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently you shouldn't squish bread while unloading groceries-cause it says that way, then when you put it in the toaster-it wont coem out because its stuck. being squishy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my great friend bought me the prettiest flowers. lillies. my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda how my life is right now...a few squishy things that dont fit, and then pretty flowers to make it possible to endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2447448837172288888-3026980762302999265?l=maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3026980762302999265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2011/07/twisted-toast-and-lillies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/3026980762302999265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/3026980762302999265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2011/07/twisted-toast-and-lillies.html' title='twisted toast and lillies'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04066935895005532226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlW9ApIsJ4c/Tmj66nAyDzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/G4g5KymSo6c/s220/1315336478089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447448837172288888.post-6878240612850689527</id><published>2011-07-02T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T12:26:32.724-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that old familar feelin'/><title type='text'>sinatra saturdays and summertime</title><content type='html'>I love the kind of music that makes you wanna slow dance, sway. even by yourself if necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems to be that i was in this same place-different story last year at this same time. me,frank-and heartache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind is on destiny and fate. and the things we do to change it. can you make a mistake, and miss your fate? or what if the other guy makes a mistake? thats it? thats the best chance we got? I just cant believe that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faith?? still have it. small lil' flame but its still in my heart. I've seen it afterall; the dream, the sometimes, seemingly unreal. ah and it sucks. only phrase that does it justice in my head. sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least Frank gets me, and when im dancing to his jazz tunes and terribly accurate lyrics in my empty house-i remember the fate. &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2447448837172288888-6878240612850689527?l=maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6878240612850689527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2011/07/sinatra-saturdays-and-summertime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/6878240612850689527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/6878240612850689527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2011/07/sinatra-saturdays-and-summertime.html' title='sinatra saturdays and summertime'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04066935895005532226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlW9ApIsJ4c/Tmj66nAyDzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/G4g5KymSo6c/s220/1315336478089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447448837172288888.post-8875614336274173658</id><published>2011-06-30T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T17:27:31.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things that make ya go hmmm</title><content type='html'>I just don't understand the kind of women who use their kids as pawn. what is that?!? Children are mini people. NOT an excuse to manipulate the men who you wish you could have. control is not a loving relationship. at least that's what i think. I really respect those who leave the kids out of the mess. Heaven knows it makes their lives harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a note from my ever growing soapbox...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2447448837172288888-8875614336274173658?l=maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8875614336274173658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2011/06/things-that-make-ya-go-hmmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/8875614336274173658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/8875614336274173658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2011/06/things-that-make-ya-go-hmmm.html' title='things that make ya go hmmm'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04066935895005532226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlW9ApIsJ4c/Tmj66nAyDzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/G4g5KymSo6c/s220/1315336478089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447448837172288888.post-4644741229670154825</id><published>2011-04-11T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T00:10:02.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vent</title><content type='html'>Irritating!!! I'm so done with the immaturity of those who.should be more wise than myself. It honestly saddens me to be without people in my life that used to be a huge aspect. But I'm so full of frustration still I can't see it being any different for a while. Right when I think I can forgive them, or her, she does something ridiculous. I wont sink to that level. I'm not playing the game. You win. Hope You enjoy the prize.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2447448837172288888-4644741229670154825?l=maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4644741229670154825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2011/04/vent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/4644741229670154825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/4644741229670154825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2011/04/vent.html' title='vent'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04066935895005532226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlW9ApIsJ4c/Tmj66nAyDzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/G4g5KymSo6c/s220/1315336478089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447448837172288888.post-8416278192071630043</id><published>2010-10-26T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T23:20:12.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CBE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1XB5d8umzo/TMfEhBRSbqI/AAAAAAAAAHI/wdXKUhWvzYg/s1600/leaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1XB5d8umzo/TMfEhBRSbqI/AAAAAAAAAHI/wdXKUhWvzYg/s320/leaf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532606738803617442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear baby boy,&lt;br /&gt;so sweet and unborn,&lt;br /&gt;i felt you kick&lt;br /&gt;and knew of your exsistence from the begining&lt;br /&gt;thinking of you was the thing that got me through some days...&lt;br /&gt;picturing what your little face would look like,&lt;br /&gt;if you would be sassy like your daddy, &lt;br /&gt;sweet and kind hearted like your mommy, &lt;br /&gt;my only sister.&lt;br /&gt;i've never had a nephew...&lt;br /&gt;never really gotten to be an aunt.. do auntie things,&lt;br /&gt;like have sleep overs and get you all hyped up on sugar and send you home to mamma as a secret joke.&lt;br /&gt;or take you to the zoo..&lt;br /&gt;or teach you sweet dance moves.&lt;br /&gt;i have dreamt of you for months. picutred you, &lt;br /&gt;felt you,&lt;br /&gt;my sister has dreamt of you for years.&lt;br /&gt;known you. carried you.&lt;br /&gt;baby i dont understand why you weren't able to come to us.&lt;br /&gt;why you were taken away before we had the chance to see the color of your beautiful eyes. &lt;br /&gt;before you had a chance to open them.&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand why, and sometimes im angry...&lt;br /&gt;angry my sister doesnt have you in her arms right now, &lt;br /&gt;angry i dont get to see you laugh or crawl...&lt;br /&gt;but i just try to have faith that everything happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;because thats what everyone keeps saying, and i want to believe its true&lt;br /&gt;i know we will know you someday sweet baby carter..&lt;br /&gt;i wish that day was today.&lt;br /&gt;but i will continue to dream of you,&lt;br /&gt;as i know she will.&lt;br /&gt;we all will.&lt;br /&gt;you will still be the dream that gets me through the days,&lt;br /&gt;and now i can picture your sweet little face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2447448837172288888-8416278192071630043?l=maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8416278192071630043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2010/10/cbe.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/8416278192071630043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/8416278192071630043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2010/10/cbe.html' title='CBE'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04066935895005532226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlW9ApIsJ4c/Tmj66nAyDzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/G4g5KymSo6c/s220/1315336478089.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1XB5d8umzo/TMfEhBRSbqI/AAAAAAAAAHI/wdXKUhWvzYg/s72-c/leaf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447448837172288888.post-5162099689352142278</id><published>2010-10-17T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T23:24:34.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song in my heart</title><content type='html'>Listen, to the song here in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;my highway runs-until the midnight sun...wheels go round and round your on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;and restless hearts sleep alone tonight&lt;br /&gt;Freefallin' when you shook from the pack&lt;br /&gt;Keep walkin', let the foot leave a track&lt;br /&gt;We often gotta look for the path&lt;br /&gt;These problems, are the good ones to have..&lt;br /&gt;they don't know how long it takes, waiting for a love like this,&lt;br /&gt;everytime we say goodbye, i wish we had one more kiss, &lt;br /&gt;i'll wait for you, i promise you.&lt;br /&gt;so can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars&lt;br /&gt;because russian roulette is not the same without a gun...&lt;br /&gt;and baby when its love if it aint rough it isn't fun&lt;br /&gt;and good times never seem so good..i've been inclined to believe they never would.&lt;br /&gt;but you are the only exception.&lt;br /&gt;boy i hear you in my dreams, i feel you whisper across the seas,&lt;br /&gt;and keep you with me in my heart, you make it easier when life gets hard.&lt;br /&gt;til now...i've always got by on my own..&lt;br /&gt;and up until now i had sworn to myself that im content with loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;cause none of it was ever worth the risk&lt;br /&gt;but you are the only exception.&lt;br /&gt;please leave me with some kind of proof its not a dream &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2447448837172288888-5162099689352142278?l=maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5162099689352142278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2010/10/song-in-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/5162099689352142278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/5162099689352142278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2010/10/song-in-my-heart.html' title='song in my heart'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04066935895005532226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlW9ApIsJ4c/Tmj66nAyDzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/G4g5KymSo6c/s220/1315336478089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447448837172288888.post-8254810755387518281</id><published>2010-10-03T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T23:36:23.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lucky life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1XB5d8umzo/TKl124yWLLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/J1c4AIWeXZU/s1600/60100_433050128380_502543380_5084665_68748_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1XB5d8umzo/TKl124yWLLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/J1c4AIWeXZU/s320/60100_433050128380_502543380_5084665_68748_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524076003763563698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today something wonderful happened.  A dream between three friends was born, and i really think we can do it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am just so in love with life at this moment. in love with the future, my future. in love with what i know is going to happen for me, and i love with every step i will face along the way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can picture it. all of it. what i dream of, that will be mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i come future&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2447448837172288888-8254810755387518281?l=maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8254810755387518281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2010/10/lucky-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/8254810755387518281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/8254810755387518281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2010/10/lucky-life.html' title='lucky life'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04066935895005532226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlW9ApIsJ4c/Tmj66nAyDzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/G4g5KymSo6c/s220/1315336478089.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1XB5d8umzo/TKl124yWLLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/J1c4AIWeXZU/s72-c/60100_433050128380_502543380_5084665_68748_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447448837172288888.post-1717375752228079548</id><published>2010-09-13T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T22:24:36.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear HBO</title><content type='html'>dear HBO,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for providing me hours and hours of entertainment.  many a series watched, lots of distractions from what i wanted to be distracted from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sex and the city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all kinds of entertaining interesting things. i love different perspectives on life. or death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i'd also like to thank fox for providing the o.c.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep? not a lot-but hey who needs to dream with a broken heart..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2447448837172288888-1717375752228079548?l=maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1717375752228079548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2010/09/dear-hbo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/1717375752228079548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/1717375752228079548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2010/09/dear-hbo.html' title='Dear HBO'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04066935895005532226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlW9ApIsJ4c/Tmj66nAyDzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/G4g5KymSo6c/s220/1315336478089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447448837172288888.post-3469984592247015650</id><published>2010-09-12T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T23:29:49.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>empire state of mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1XB5d8umzo/TI3EmpjPG9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/C3K9vdRojXs/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1XB5d8umzo/TI3EmpjPG9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/C3K9vdRojXs/s320/033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516281286866443218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;New York City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where i belong i think, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have always wanted to visit,&lt;br /&gt;and last month i got the chance. and it was just what i needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went and saw a broadway show, walked in the rain in timessquare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fell in love with it. all of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new york- you haven't seen the last of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2447448837172288888-3469984592247015650?l=maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3469984592247015650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2010/09/empire-state-of-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/3469984592247015650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2447448837172288888/posts/default/3469984592247015650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maytayshappyplace.blogspot.com/2010/09/empire-state-of-mind.html' title='empire state of mind'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04066935895005532226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlW9ApIsJ4c/Tmj66nAyDzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/G4g5KymSo6c/s220/1315336478089.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1XB5d8umzo/TI3EmpjPG9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/C3K9vdRojXs/s72-c/033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
