<?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-34339648</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:47:36.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WiSe HaZeL EyEs</title><subtitle type='html'>About me I will let it be, I come from the city that never sleeps with the eyes of a cat looking out for the bats I stand up on my feet.  And though the walk is deep,I look out for my obstacles with assurance of defeat. And if you don't know me, I'm that wise woman in disguise with the hazel eyes that'll hypnotize.  So if your hand shake doesn't match your smile..don't bother commenting cause im sure you're living off of lies.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisehazeleyes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339648/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisehazeleyes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>WiSe HaZel eYeS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04856704675866317710</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>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34339648.post-115842487626955339</id><published>2006-09-16T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T09:41:16.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are sometimes so caught up with our &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;own lives&lt;/span&gt; that we become blind to the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reality&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  We are sometimes &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;so selfish&lt;/span&gt; with our &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;own&lt;/span&gt; everday life concerns that we &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miss out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;imporatant&lt;/span&gt; things, and we forget that life could be &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;worse&lt;/span&gt;.  And that the only thing in life that does not have a solution is &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Death&lt;/strong&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/34339648-115842487626955339?l=wisehazeleyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisehazeleyes.blogspot.com/feeds/115842487626955339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339648&amp;postID=115842487626955339' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339648/posts/default/115842487626955339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339648/posts/default/115842487626955339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisehazeleyes.blogspot.com/2006/09/we-are-sometimes-so-caught-up-with-our.html' title=''/><author><name>WiSe HaZel eYeS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04856704675866317710</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34339648.post-115816054743770732</id><published>2006-09-13T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T08:15:47.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Artificial?&lt;/span&gt; Yes &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;artificial.&lt;/span&gt; For three years I have been holding on lying to myself and to him. Telling him I loved him, when all along a spark deep down inside told me it was not true. But that spark lied beneath a lot of dirt. A lot of dirt that neither both of us would dare to question. I became someone I was not, laying underneath his wing as he shut me up with the money he would bring. I was becoming materialistic, living to the expectations of my family traditions. Me? A 20 year old girl forcing herself to act as if or trying to fall in love with this generous man. Why? Because I feared to hurt him, I feared to disappoint him after all his investments. (Crazy right?!?)But then again how about my feelings? When all along he and I knew that it wasn't real. It seemed as if it was all-just a deal. Now I sit here and think of all the times I said I loved him and he believed me. All the times I violated myself to please him. No! There is now no more him. Now it is about me. Today, I have walked into the real world learning how to face the reality with a different mentality, a mentality of a real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;woman.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339648-115816054743770732?l=wisehazeleyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisehazeleyes.blogspot.com/feeds/115816054743770732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339648&amp;postID=115816054743770732' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339648/posts/default/115816054743770732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339648/posts/default/115816054743770732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisehazeleyes.blogspot.com/2006/09/artificial-yes-artificial.html' title=''/><author><name>WiSe HaZel eYeS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04856704675866317710</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>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
