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		<title>By: jimenezdamian</title>
		<link>http://anothercupofcoffee.wordpress.com/2009/06/21/heartless/#comment-96</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 02:56:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hey, thanks for the comment. I didn&#039;t think people actually read my ramblings, haha. Interesting post. But, you don&#039;t seem heartless at all your writings and thoughts show the complete opposite no? Love is quite strange, to me at least. After my experiences with it I think I have come to the conclusion that it&#039;s as much of a choice as it isn&#039;t. A bit paradoxical but that&#039;s the way it seems to be. Loving, for me, had always been easy when I didn&#039;t want to love and hard when I wanted to love. It took me some time to be able take it into my own hands, hold it and distribute it as I saw fit. I think I&#039;ve become a bit cynical with the passing of time but perhaps it is better referred to as &quot;realistic.&quot; I realize that out of the people out there, there are plenty that can fall into place given that you open up to opportunities and try to see the world from their shoes. I&#039;m sure the &quot;one that comes along&quot; will love you for what they see in you, not what they don&#039;t. It takes surprisingly little to keep a heart satisfied. Unfortunately, especially for me, it can take some time to learn that and even when you do sometimes you forget. Mistakes don&#039;t always teach us our lesson, huh? Well that&#039;s true for me at least =P. 

Take care,
Damian</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey, thanks for the comment. I didn&#8217;t think people actually read my ramblings, haha. Interesting post. But, you don&#8217;t seem heartless at all your writings and thoughts show the complete opposite no? Love is quite strange, to me at least. After my experiences with it I think I have come to the conclusion that it&#8217;s as much of a choice as it isn&#8217;t. A bit paradoxical but that&#8217;s the way it seems to be. Loving, for me, had always been easy when I didn&#8217;t want to love and hard when I wanted to love. It took me some time to be able take it into my own hands, hold it and distribute it as I saw fit. I think I&#8217;ve become a bit cynical with the passing of time but perhaps it is better referred to as &#8220;realistic.&#8221; I realize that out of the people out there, there are plenty that can fall into place given that you open up to opportunities and try to see the world from their shoes. I&#8217;m sure the &#8220;one that comes along&#8221; will love you for what they see in you, not what they don&#8217;t. It takes surprisingly little to keep a heart satisfied. Unfortunately, especially for me, it can take some time to learn that and even when you do sometimes you forget. Mistakes don&#8217;t always teach us our lesson, huh? Well that&#8217;s true for me at least =P. </p>
<p>Take care,<br />
Damian</p>
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		<title>By: weirdspirit</title>
		<link>http://anothercupofcoffee.wordpress.com/2009/06/21/heartless/#comment-95</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2009 07:13:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is exactly what I&#039;m feeling. I don&#039;t think I could love someone as s/he deserves it; it&#039;s not worth it trying actually. I&#039;ve never had a girlfriend before, not because I couldn&#039;t have the chance, but because each time I thought &quot;time has come&quot; I would refuse to hang out with her. I think I actually got to broke her heart, but I didn&#039;t mean to, I was just scared and confused... just as confused as I am now. I&#039;m no longer scared though, I think I&#039;ve given up to the fact I can get to feel certain things; such love. 

Maybe it&#039;s about waiting for the one, I&#039;ve been told. I find everyone being in the same subtle color, chasing the same chocolate cake, that I don&#039;t encourage myself to go for more. Even though that&#039;s what I wrote about on my last post... I said I would  go for more at all costs, to find my imagination and ability to overcome my fears, I didn&#039;t involve love. 

I don&#039;t know what&#039;s wrong. It&#039;s like nobody fitted in within my life, like nothing could really make me show me something different. I need colors.

This lime-green color works.

Some people are surprisingly kind, just don&#039;t give up in case you haven&#039;t. And one more thing; do not ever think you&#039;re not good enough. I don&#039;t know you, but as long as you&#039;re not blind and get to see how much you&#039;ve done along your path, you&#039;ll see you&#039;re wrong when thinking this.

Have a good week.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is exactly what I&#8217;m feeling. I don&#8217;t think I could love someone as s/he deserves it; it&#8217;s not worth it trying actually. I&#8217;ve never had a girlfriend before, not because I couldn&#8217;t have the chance, but because each time I thought &#8220;time has come&#8221; I would refuse to hang out with her. I think I actually got to broke her heart, but I didn&#8217;t mean to, I was just scared and confused&#8230; just as confused as I am now. I&#8217;m no longer scared though, I think I&#8217;ve given up to the fact I can get to feel certain things; such love. </p>
<p>Maybe it&#8217;s about waiting for the one, I&#8217;ve been told. I find everyone being in the same subtle color, chasing the same chocolate cake, that I don&#8217;t encourage myself to go for more. Even though that&#8217;s what I wrote about on my last post&#8230; I said I would  go for more at all costs, to find my imagination and ability to overcome my fears, I didn&#8217;t involve love. </p>
<p>I don&#8217;t know what&#8217;s wrong. It&#8217;s like nobody fitted in within my life, like nothing could really make me show me something different. I need colors.</p>
<p>This lime-green color works.</p>
<p>Some people are surprisingly kind, just don&#8217;t give up in case you haven&#8217;t. And one more thing; do not ever think you&#8217;re not good enough. I don&#8217;t know you, but as long as you&#8217;re not blind and get to see how much you&#8217;ve done along your path, you&#8217;ll see you&#8217;re wrong when thinking this.</p>
<p>Have a good week.</p>
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