﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Dark_Internal's Xanga</title><link>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from Dark_Internal</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Thursday, December 14, 2006</title><link>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/555665853/item/</link><guid>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/555665853/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Dec 2006 06:13:22 GMT</pubDate><description>What I want for Christmas:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;An LCD HDTV 25''-40''&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;An XBOX 360 Premium with XBOX live subscription.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If Santa existed I'd have these things.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/555665853/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, November 26, 2006</title><link>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/550637960/item/</link><guid>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/550637960/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Nov 2006 05:01:31 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Here again, another blog. I feel like I am losing something and I can't do anything to keep it. And I feel like I have something to do but....I don't know what. I need a sign, a message, I need something.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/550637960/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>mist</title><link>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/544550737/mist/</link><guid>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/544550737/mist/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Nov 2006 04:06:06 GMT</pubDate><description>my heart is a cold, glass globe. It hides behind the curtain from the lights. To nervous to approach anyone, when it does have the spirit it is too late to talk to anyone. Then it breaks, and there is a silent where no one can hear. My heart is shattered, but there is nothing to sweep it up nor glue it into one.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/544550737/mist/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>My Blackened World</title><link>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/540995686/my-blackened-world/</link><guid>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/540995686/my-blackened-world/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Oct 2006 04:40:38 GMT</pubDate><description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;FONT face=Terminal&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 24pt; FONT-FAMILY: Benegraphic"&gt;Lately, I’ve been confused about life. How people can walk everyday and repeat a pattern and not notice it. How one would sacrifice for another but does not get repay the same. I see those pictures comes to life and it sadden me inside. Why do I die a bit when those close to me are happy and sad? I do not know these feelings and cannot choose my own path. I choose to sit alone in the dark, avoiding the burning light avoiding visibility. Because light no longer bring goodness, but instead burn me with brutal judgements. I want to sit in the dark and let it consume me so no one will judge me for what I am outside and I won’t be able to do the same, because everyone would be blind and not have to worry how good or bad they look towards other. Darkness has given me wings of wisdom and a new strength. But in exchange I gave up happiness and freedom to speak my mind. I notice those close around me slowly fades away and I am not doing anything to lighten it up, because I am obsess with this satisfaction in the dark which will eventually ruin me to dust. And still now, I think I am around those who cares, when in reality I am alone.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;</description><comments>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/540995686/my-blackened-world/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Calculus is gay like your mother!!</title><link>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/533492108/calculus-is-gay-like-your-mother/</link><guid>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/533492108/calculus-is-gay-like-your-mother/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Sep 2006 06:54:12 GMT</pubDate><description>Yea, look at the time, 12:52AM. Sittin'&amp;nbsp; at my computer doing Calculus project. Why? It was due&amp;nbsp; on Wednesday and I am at -10% (that's a minus sign just in case you didn't know).&lt;br style="display: none;"&gt;</description><comments>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/533492108/calculus-is-gay-like-your-mother/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, September 24, 2006</title><link>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/532195730/item/</link><guid>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/532195730/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Sep 2006 21:09:53 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
Humans, a type of species that exist on Earth. The only without
instinct. The only that wonder about what is beyond the basic
reasoning. Humans, the only that cry with tears, the only type who look
at stars at night and dream about fantasies. Humans, the only to
colonize, the only that destroy and take for grant just because they
want to. Humans, the only that exaggerate and get obsess over such
things as green papers and fossil fuel. Humans, however, like other
animals, kill to survive, war to win territory, the only to have greed
and sins, and choose their leaders. Yet humans, are the only one to
make such things as time and democracy. Humans does not evolve as fast
as other animals, but they are the only to invent and improve. And yet,
humans, like some animals, discriminate those others of the same
species who are different. Either by skin, by appearance, or by
personality. Humans, most fragile, but yet the one that dominate this
planet.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description><comments>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/532195730/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, February 02, 2006</title><link>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/436361604/item/</link><guid>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/436361604/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Feb 2006 05:22:01 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;She is the elegant of all beauty.&lt;br&gt;She is the voice in my heart.&lt;br&gt;Her laughter became my happiness,&lt;br&gt;My personality became her giggles.&lt;br&gt;When her face glows, I see sunshine.&lt;br&gt;When I was wrap within darkness she came in with her bright smile.&lt;br&gt;She gives me my wisdom, she strengthened my pride.&lt;br&gt;When she look at me I feel free and joy runs through me.&lt;br&gt;When I look she gives me a friendly grin,&lt;br&gt;When she's down, I offer her help.&lt;br&gt;I guess this is what friends do for each other,&lt;br&gt;But why when she love I feel pain,&lt;br&gt;Why when she cry my eyes get teary.&lt;br&gt;I asked her for love she stood quiet,&lt;br&gt;I feel like she is toying with my love,&lt;br&gt;But I know she don't want to hurt me at the end.&lt;br&gt;I tried to tell her, love comes with pain,&lt;br&gt;I know somewhere deep in her emotions, &lt;br&gt;I am lying there in the corner, smiling back.&lt;br&gt;Even though I know we can never be, &lt;br&gt;I will forever protect her,&lt;br&gt;She will be my treasure,&lt;br&gt;I will take every scratch, &lt;br&gt;I will clean any dirt that want to hurt her.&lt;br&gt;I will be the treasure box and protect her always,&lt;br&gt;and I wish that someday, &lt;br&gt;She will fix this pain deep inside.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Damn Yall I must be high!! Feel free to comment &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/pleased.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><comments>http://dark-internal.xanga.com/436361604/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>