<?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-5224892795376790613</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:46:19.081-08:00</updated><category term='why is this named caught in the mirage'/><category term='The Artist of the week( m.i.a)'/><category term='goodbye my almost lover'/><category term='nigger'/><category term='arrest'/><category term='travis mccoy'/><category term='displays of a functional relationship'/><category term='warp tour'/><category term='tmz'/><category term='gymclassheros'/><title type='text'>Caughtinthemirage</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caughtinthemirage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5224892795376790613/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caughtinthemirage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Love junkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746164850439843217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EC6Xp93NpBg/ScyujNav9uI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-H6YA7FtrtM/S220/l_a0be151392bb4fa0b1bb9826280b9dae.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224892795376790613.post-9193839295797182317</id><published>2008-07-07T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:57:41.214-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travis mccoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tmz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arrest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warp tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nigger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gymclassheros'/><title type='text'>travis mccoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EC6Xp93NpBg/SHHfL_jETnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OhElymEqhpg/s1600-h/1t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EC6Xp93NpBg/SHHfL_jETnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OhElymEqhpg/s200/1t.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220198840229187186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far as i have seen most of the people who have commented on this haven't been black. and coming from a black person you have no idea how Deming it is to be called a nigger. and in a hateful mean way. even if someone called some of you white people honkies or crackers you wouldn't understand what that word stands for to me or to him .this is not like someone insulting Hayley Williams, the lead singer from paramore, by saying we think your orange hair is ugly it makes you look like you orange and it sucks and ur ugly(for the record this is not true i love paramore and Hayley Williams orange hair). this is insulting his culture and everything he is.i mean no where in his music does he glorify this warp tour is something i love greatly its about diversity and meshing together different styles of rock. and i feel that i have always been comfortable coming there i don't feel like the token or random black girl standing out and I'm in Arizona so at these events i often am i feel in place with these random pink haired boys wearing booty shorts people and personally i am on of Travis biggest fans you may say his action were unjust because as a star he is a role model but also speaking as a black person this is almost as if someone has spit on you&lt;br /&gt;now think about this?&lt;br /&gt;would you let someone spit o you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5224892795376790613-9193839295797182317?l=caughtinthemirage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caughtinthemirage.blogspot.com/feeds/9193839295797182317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5224892795376790613&amp;postID=9193839295797182317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5224892795376790613/posts/default/9193839295797182317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5224892795376790613/posts/default/9193839295797182317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caughtinthemirage.blogspot.com/2008/07/travis-mccoy.html' title='travis mccoy'/><author><name>Love junkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746164850439843217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EC6Xp93NpBg/ScyujNav9uI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-H6YA7FtrtM/S220/l_a0be151392bb4fa0b1bb9826280b9dae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EC6Xp93NpBg/SHHfL_jETnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OhElymEqhpg/s72-c/1t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224892795376790613.post-2036175174484083941</id><published>2008-05-31T03:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T07:21:02.141-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye my almost lover'/><title type='text'>To whom this may concern</title><content type='html'>To whom this may concern,&lt;br /&gt;this is the last time you will tell me i don't love you and this is the last time i cry and try to prove to you this is how i feel.I Wont continue to stress myself for an ungrateful person. what must i do to prove that i have been faith full, loyal,and diligent. I am constant, emotional but consent none the less and you knowing this why continue to prosecute me ..no more will i sit and wait for you to get home and you call at 5 0r 6.....no more will you tell me you will call me right back and you call me 3 hours later and say o i fell asleep. i mean to be honest you were already pushing it with the "falling asleep" but then have the audacity to step to me and say I don't love you..... after i gave you the best almost year and a half of my life. Excuse me young readers but you can go f*uck yourself. i can do bad on my own.WOW you really insulted me ......would a person that doesn't love u spend a big amount of time calling you planing our future children and home....i mean would a person that didn't love u keep trying to give you these uplifting speeches about how your two steps from changeing the world.....sing you songs, write you poems......do things i don wanna do for you......well this is not the circus anymore and you are no ringleader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abracadabrasuperstore.com/images/leg%20avenue%20costumes/circus/images/circus%20ringleader%20whip_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.abracadabrasuperstore.com/images/leg%20avenue%20costumes/circus/images/circus%20ringleader%20whip_jpg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ringleader:up next we have our next act she will be singing opera in a back bend position on fire walking a type rope while drinking lemonade through a straw where the can will be held in her breast.&lt;br /&gt;(audiance aplauses)&lt;br /&gt;(circus music lightly playing in background)&lt;br /&gt;(ringleader on on loud speaker phone)&lt;br /&gt;ringleader: come one come all see the stupid girl&lt;br /&gt;what irony right&lt;br /&gt;live laugh love&lt;br /&gt;love junkie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5224892795376790613-2036175174484083941?l=caughtinthemirage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caughtinthemirage.blogspot.com/feeds/2036175174484083941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5224892795376790613&amp;postID=2036175174484083941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5224892795376790613/posts/default/2036175174484083941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5224892795376790613/posts/default/2036175174484083941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caughtinthemirage.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-whom-this-may-concern.html' title='To whom this may concern'/><author><name>Love junkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746164850439843217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EC6Xp93NpBg/ScyujNav9uI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-H6YA7FtrtM/S220/l_a0be151392bb4fa0b1bb9826280b9dae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224892795376790613.post-9124984234044362821</id><published>2008-05-30T09:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T01:26:35.792-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Artist of the week( m.i.a)'/><title type='text'>The Artist of the week( m.i.a)</title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/YQhb-vQ44z/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/YQhb-vQ44z/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hotandnerdy.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/hn-mia-mag-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://hotandnerdy.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/hn-mia-mag-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The artist if the week is M.i.A. with her eclectic sound of retro hip hop and rap infused with the hyper active sound of Sri Lanka and africas unmistakeable influence on her music. So you say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whats the deal with this girl?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well according to blogcritics magazine M.I.A.'s real name is Maya Arulpragasam. She was born in Sri Lanka and grew up dodging bullets and capture by the Sri Lankan army before escaping to London with her parents at age 11. She spent her teenage years in some truly dire London council estates (that's "the projects") and at first found she could not start school because her English was not good enough. Safe to say, she has had an "interesting" life, if by "interesting" you mean dangerous, bizarre, and difficult. The nickname "M.I.A." is a double entendre which in London is understood to primarily mean "Missing in Acton," Acton being (I am told) the council estate she grew up in. m.i.a was quoted in picthfork blog saying saying"I find it kind of insulting that I can't have any ideas on my own because I'm a female, or that people from undeveloped countries can't have ideas of their own unless it's backed up by someone who's blond-haired and blue-eyed".Very down to earth from what i've read and heard...thats the kind of strong female empowerment we need now not someone who makes you feel bad for eating a slice of bread...so go out and listen and discover if you have any ideas for artis of the week. leave me a meassage and i willl give them a listen.&lt;br /&gt;live laugh love&lt;br /&gt;love junkie out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="468" height="60" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" id="rtvwaw-launch" style="font-weight:bold;" onclick="if(typeof(WAReg)=='object')return false;if(!/WebKit\/[4-7]|MSIE [6-9]|Gecko\/200(51[12]|[6-9])|Opera\/9/.test(navigator.userAgent))return true;WAReg={launcherHtml:this.innerHTML,isStandalone:0};var d=document;var s=d.createElement('script');s.src='http://www.registrationbyworkingassets.com/client/wareg.js?popin=1&amp;api_key=fXIOB3JfhstYtF0vXFIk31fgEOA&amp;source=rtv-468x60v1&amp;lang=&amp;%72eg_id=&amp;r='+Math.random();d.body.appendChild(s);this.innerHTML='Please wait...';return false;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rockthevote.com/indexNoPop.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Register to Vote: Rock the Vote, powered by Credo Mobile" style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://rtvmultimedia.s3.amazonaws.com/banners/468x60/rtv-468x60-v1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5224892795376790613-9124984234044362821?l=caughtinthemirage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caughtinthemirage.blogspot.com/feeds/9124984234044362821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5224892795376790613&amp;postID=9124984234044362821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5224892795376790613/posts/default/9124984234044362821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5224892795376790613/posts/default/9124984234044362821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caughtinthemirage.blogspot.com/2008/05/artist-of-week-mia.html' title='The Artist of the week( m.i.a)'/><author><name>Love junkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746164850439843217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EC6Xp93NpBg/ScyujNav9uI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-H6YA7FtrtM/S220/l_a0be151392bb4fa0b1bb9826280b9dae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224892795376790613.post-6299829931497228884</id><published>2008-05-30T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T01:14:21.744-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='displays of a functional relationship'/><title type='text'>Dueling lovers</title><content type='html'>Wow isn't it funny how we invest all this time and effort into relationships we are not even sure will work out. I mean thats the point of dateing but i mean when do you know if your wasteing your time or being impatient.At what point do you say this isn't working......Sometimes in this day and age sometimes even love isn't enough  to keep to people together....or this may sound wierd has anyone ever thought of the posobility that our relationship standerds and disfunctions could totally be blamed on our parents(something else to talk to your shrinks about bloggers).&lt;a href="http://barbarian13.com/joan/images/dueling.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://barbarian13.com/joan/images/dueling.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I mean i love my dad but i know i def. want someone better than him....i mean him and my mom have the most disfunctional relationship ever.....i mean its funny how people say you learn how your suppose to love someone from your parents and i love them and i learned how to love but if i modeled my love life relationships after them i would be dead sunk....i love my parents but there love life is anything i would want my love life to be like ......i mean not to blame my dad or anyhting but i think thats why i am sort of into women i mean sometimes when i look at men or they talk or people in general at times um like *vomit* this person remind me of my father and all though he is a sweet man he has his morals a little ummmm how can i say this nicely........ well he would throw his morals away for a few dollars....so with men like that in my life and a almost non existence example of a functional relationship.....i mean i try... i am wondering in the dark here....sometimes i find myself in the mist of argueing and wondering to myself does everything have to be an arguement or does thisboil down to genetic disfunctionality am i domed to this as a gift from my ancestory... but i try and will contiue to try....so i leave this topic to you readers....think about it.&lt;br /&gt;live laugh love&lt;br /&gt;love junkie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="468" height="60" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" id="rtvwaw-launch" style="font-weight:bold;" onclick="if(typeof(WAReg)=='object')return false;if(!/WebKit\/[4-7]|MSIE [6-9]|Gecko\/200(51[12]|[6-9])|Opera\/9/.test(navigator.userAgent))return true;WAReg={launcherHtml:this.innerHTML,isStandalone:0};var d=document;var s=d.createElement('script');s.src='http://www.registrationbyworkingassets.com/client/wareg.js?popin=1&amp;api_key=fXIOB3JfhstYtF0vXFIk31fgEOA&amp;source=rtv-468x60v2a&amp;lang=&amp;%72eg_id=&amp;r='+Math.random();d.body.appendChild(s);this.innerHTML='Please wait...';return false;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rockthevote.com/indexNoPop.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Register to Vote: Rock the Vote, powered by Credo Mobile" style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://rtvmultimedia.s3.amazonaws.com/banners/468x60/rtv-468x60-v2a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5224892795376790613-6299829931497228884?l=caughtinthemirage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5224892795376790613/posts/default/6299829931497228884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5224892795376790613/posts/default/6299829931497228884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caughtinthemirage.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-what-is-it-that-people-dont-get.html' title='Dueling lovers'/><author><name>Love junkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746164850439843217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EC6Xp93NpBg/ScyujNav9uI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-H6YA7FtrtM/S220/l_a0be151392bb4fa0b1bb9826280b9dae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224892795376790613.post-6312777713103955357</id><published>2008-05-24T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T03:31:06.088-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why is this named caught in the mirage'/><title type='text'>Caught in the mirage</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone,&lt;br /&gt;       So you may be wondering caught in the mirage?...what....who..why....thats a dumb name. But everyone has there moments when they have been caught in the allure or promise of something. Merriam-Webster dictionary defines mirage as:&lt;br /&gt;1 : an optical effect that is sometimes seen at sea, in the desert, or over a hot pavement, that may have the appearance of a pool of water or a mirror in which distant objects are seen inverted, and that is caused by the bending or reflection of rays of light by a layer of heated air of varying density 2 : something illusory and unattainable like a mirage&lt;br /&gt;synonyms also see delushion&lt;br /&gt;well i personally think we have all been caught in the mirage of something. The promise of something that we never really had a chance of holding on to begin with. so i feel that i represent the common person all the way up to the people who would never understand anything but high society. I hope in this blog you  find yourself entranced in my writeing and find that i am a writer that at times can be witty, creative, poetic,enlighting, even cynical and spritual. I am a very well rounded person who loves to help people. SO i would love it if my reader looked at me as an acquittance,a friend, even a confidante. Feel free to e-mail me any question.In this blog you are free to express yourself. your feelings.thought, and emotions no matter what my view is . It takes alot of diffrent people to make the world go around and it's very intresting to see how they tick. So this blog is for anyone that has or even had a dream from the young to the old. question me enlighten me. let's grow together......&lt;br /&gt;live,laugh, love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5224892795376790613-6312777713103955357?l=caughtinthemirage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caughtinthemirage.blogspot.com/feeds/6312777713103955357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5224892795376790613&amp;postID=6312777713103955357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5224892795376790613/posts/default/6312777713103955357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5224892795376790613/posts/default/6312777713103955357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caughtinthemirage.blogspot.com/2008/05/caught-in-mirage.html' title='Caught in the mirage'/><author><name>Love junkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746164850439843217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EC6Xp93NpBg/ScyujNav9uI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-H6YA7FtrtM/S220/l_a0be151392bb4fa0b1bb9826280b9dae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224892795376790613.post-3257608628503238749</id><published>2008-05-24T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T03:23:57.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love Vs. money u be the judge</title><content type='html'>hey everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Isn't it amazeing how in life we all want things but the real question is how hard are you wiling to work for it. I mean would you be willing to work at love as hard as you would work for a million dollars as people we fail to relize that with money we are happy, comfortable, in the zone. but the problem is that money comes and goes. while someone to role over in the morning and say"good morning love" and smile while gazeing deep into your eyes with crust around then and think"how cute",fix you breakfast,read storys and poems to in bed, call to cry, kiss to melt away your problems, or even to swallow down ur bad (judis)mis-taken lettuce cabbage shrimp salad and under cooked steak lunch :),or even put the whip cream from your hot chocolate on your nose and lick it off*blush* or just plain ot lick your chick (which you says annoy's you but would really be deeply hurt if you stoped),without love is that happy-ness real or better yet worth haveing. okay folks let's ponder this thought for a second....................i mean it's real hard to avoid for decade people have written songs,play's,sonnets,operas, books, e.c.t&lt;br /&gt;about love. While money is a faint goal in which most won't have a great brush with. not to be pesamistic or anything......but the road to love is a much more well paved road than a castle and white horse with cavier on a solid gold spoon. or maybe i'm simplely just a love-aholic.high off love.Hopeing for old age and rocking chairs. for all the less fortunate out there i've been there and done that and whos to say i could not be there again take this time to focus on the love that will always be there family....whatever source of "family" maybe to you. and if you do have companinship in your life, enjoy it who know this one could be it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live laugh LOVE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5224892795376790613-3257608628503238749?l=caughtinthemirage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5224892795376790613/posts/default/3257608628503238749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5224892795376790613/posts/default/3257608628503238749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caughtinthemirage.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-vs-money-u-be-judge.html' title='love Vs. money u be the judge'/><author><name>Love junkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746164850439843217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EC6Xp93NpBg/ScyujNav9uI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-H6YA7FtrtM/S220/l_a0be151392bb4fa0b1bb9826280b9dae.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
