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<rss version="0.92"><channel><title>Myself</title><link>http://hazel0eyes.blog.co.uk/</link><description>Just some mindless thoughts of mine, that I need out in the open. </description><language>en-EU</language><docs>http://backend.userland.com/rss092</docs><image><title>Myself</title><link>http://hazel0eyes.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/26/24cbe6959f75c93728a7119bb90949_160x200.jpg</url></image><item><title>Thoughts</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;This is a secret I thought I would never tell to my closest friend. Let alone posting on a blog site. But being anonomous gives me the confidence to write this.&lt;br&gt;
Although I no, the majority of you will not care, I feel like writing this may make me feel a little better.&lt;br&gt;
At the age of 15, many of friends are quite happy to go out of a night and get with random guys. Sometimes not even knowing there names. I am not sure if it is my maturity or immaturinty, but I do not find this at all apealing. As a result I have never kissed a guy. I have never had a boyfriend but neither have many of my friends, yet some of these girls are not even virgins. I dont know if its because I'm unattractive or just have an appauling personality. But it makes me feel so unnatractive that guys dont like me. It makes me feel like theres something wrong with me. Even the ugly and horrible girls have boyfriends.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Thanks while I empty my head.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://hazel0eyes.blog.co.uk/2007/09/10/thoughts~2956745/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hazel0eyes.blog.co.uk/2007/09/10/thoughts~2956745/</link><pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2007 16:27:54 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>A little release</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;When I joined I wasnt quite sure why I did.&lt;br&gt;
The thought of sharing part of my life with strangers seemed a little odd.&lt;br&gt;
But then I thought. I had always considered myself quite an open person, but while sitting in my room, swimming in my own thoughts (I no, dangerous waters), I realised, many of my worries and concerns were locked inside my head.&lt;br&gt;
Feeling silly and unable to share them with my best friend, they were slowly eating away at me.&lt;br&gt;
That is why I came here.&lt;br&gt;
Nobody knows me.&lt;br&gt;
I am just another faceless author, of some boring blog which nobody thinks twice about. But, somehow that makes me feel better.&lt;br&gt;
I no the things I beleive to be my 'problems' are trivial and sharing them on here allows me to relase them, without any embaressment.&lt;br&gt;
They stop even becoming problems, as, while I am typing this out it makes sense how pathetic these matters are. Yet, somehow I feel much more free. Its  mystery why but I do.&lt;br&gt;
Amd I'm glad.
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