<?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-8370689570231873189</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:42:20.026-08:00</updated><category term='yamapi'/><category term='dorian'/><category term='ss501'/><category term='sfogo'/><category term='stesso'/><category term='miura haruma'/><category term='akai ito'/><category term='stalking'/><category term='camus'/><category term='daite senorita'/><category term='assenzio'/><category term='pazzia'/><category term='shun'/><category term='bi rain'/><category term='novel'/><category term='tokyo'/><category term='zutto daijobu'/><category term='yaoi'/><category term='window'/><category term='visual kei'/><category 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type='html'>J-dOrama_addicted</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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perchè non ha voglia di fare niente oggi!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Non è carino da dire, ma è così!&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Dovrebbe finire di tradurre una fanfiction . . . bisogna usare troppo la &lt;b&gt;english_mode&lt;/b&gt; del cervello !!&lt;br /&gt;
2. Dovrebbe finire quel benedetto sito internet . . . troppa attenzione per pulire il codice, le verrebbe mal di testa !! &lt;br /&gt;
3. Dovrebbe mettere in ordine il suo regno . . . perchè sbattersi tanto se domani ci sarà di nuovo disordine ??&lt;br /&gt;
4. Dovrebbe anche fare qualche quiz di scuola guida . . . ne ha fatti talmente tanti che ne ha quasi la nausea &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;
5. Dovrebbe join-are le puntate di 14 Sai no Haha . . . ma le si impallerebbe il pc ùù&lt;br /&gt;
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. . . quindi ?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;
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Quindi niente, se la gratta con disinvoltura e va in giro ripetendo &lt;b style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;"HOMO JANAI!!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
perchè si sente un po' Nakatsu oggi&amp;nbsp; ù__ù&lt;br /&gt;
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e con la voglia di non fare niente si metterà al lavoro vedendo cosa ne esce fuori, il problema qui è dare le priorità &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;
cosa fare per prima cosa ??&lt;br /&gt;
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chi lo sa . . . farò scegliere alle candele. Ne accenderò 5 e assegnerò ad ognuna qualcosa da fare. L'ultima che si spegne e la cosa che farò per prima . . . divertente no?!? xD&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;listening to: Arashi - Movin' On&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ♪♫&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tadaima!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Actually&lt;/i&gt; non ero andata da nessuna parte, però ho modificato qualcosina ^^&lt;br /&gt;
tutto viola con MatsuJun che la fa da padrone xD&lt;br /&gt;
Ammetto che in questo periodo sto esagerando con gli Arashi &lt;strike&gt;più del solito&lt;/strike&gt;, ma &lt;i&gt;"it can't be helped"&lt;/i&gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(come si dice in italiano??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ah è ho anche aggiunto l'esibizione di Pii~ a Music Station ** che con quella giacca fa troppo style !!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(in effetti ormai i Tohoshinki avevano fatto abbastanza la loro parte)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ùù&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Il nuovo MaxiSingle di Pii~ è il panico e &lt;b style="color: purple;"&gt;One in a million&lt;/b&gt; ha una coreografia strashock! ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Per di più i NEWS hanno annunciato il nuovo album ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;e domani esce quello degli Arashi!!!! &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Boku no Miteiru Fukei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . . . &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;i'm looking forward!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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btw, domani giornata piena! Agenzia viaggi &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(che finalmente mi dirà qualcosa per andare a trovare la &lt;b style="color: purple;"&gt;guru&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, finire assolutamente il sito dell' alex e forse riuscire a fare questa benedetta ricetta che ho in mente da due settimane xD&lt;br /&gt;
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con tutte queste cose per la testa, questa sera ci vuole assoluto relax...quindi??&lt;br /&gt;
io mi consiglio una bella puntata di &lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;USO?!?Japan&lt;/b&gt; così mi cago addosso per benino, per poi passare a qualcosa di più soft, tipo il &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Pologue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; degli Eito&lt;br /&gt;
...e una puntata di &lt;b&gt;Arashi ni Shiyagare&lt;/b&gt; ~&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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stavo giusto pensando che è una vita e mezza che non lascio qualche pensiero qui sopra...brutta cosa ùù&lt;br /&gt;
beh mi rifaccio grazie all'immagine!! xD &lt;/div&gt;
sono alla "disperata" ricerca dei Sub inglesi di Takumi-kun Series-Bibou no Detail !!! ç___ç&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;-- non sono tenerissimi ?!?!?!?! &lt;br /&gt;
E aspettando... nel tempo libero come al solito perseguito gli Arashi e mi imbottisco la testa di drama&lt;br /&gt;
e naturalmente aspetto...perchè fra tre giorni esce il primo album degli Hey!Say!Jump-ini ♥~♥ &lt;br /&gt;
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Ormai è questione di giorni, presto mi verranno a prendere quelli della Neuro xD&lt;br /&gt;
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come dicevo l'altro giorno alla mia Guru, il mio sogno è: (vediamo se riesco a superare il numero di cazzate)&lt;br /&gt;
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...diventerò la servetta e finta moglie di un attore famoso (Full House) e avrò un'"animale domestico" chiamato Momo che troverò in uno scatolone fuori dal portone (Kimi wa Petto), studierò per entrare in una scuola di ricconi e fare innamorare il Leader della scuola (HanDan), il quale poi deciderà di diventare un famoso Chef di cucina italiana (Bambino!), mentre il suo migliore amico, grazie all'influenza di una ragazza vestita da uomo, diventerà campione di salto in alto (HanaKimi). Dopo aver scoperto che il mio fratello gemello è una star, prenderò il suo posto (YAB), ritrovandomi un bel giorno con un maggiordomo in una scuola per signorine ricche (Mei-chan no Shitsuji) dove reincontrerò il mio primo amore che scoprirò essere un vampiro (Koishite Akuma). Nel frattempo il mio fratello maggiore diventerà un terrorista e io entrerò nella cerchia di amici di un certo Falcon abile hacker (Bloody Monday). Finita la scuola diventerò la professoressa in una classe di fichissimi teppisti (Gokusen) di cui uno diventerà l'amante di una donna più grande nonchè sua collega (Anego), un'altro diventerà un robot del sesso (Zettai Kareshi) e il più schivo diventerà un famoso somelier (Kami no Shizuku). In questo periodo aiuterò uno dei miei studenti, picchiandolo diverse volte, a sconfiggere il suo fratello terrorista (Hidarime Tantei Eye) che poi deciderà di aprire un'hotel con un aggeggio che può calcolare il tuo livello (The Guest of Room 0). Durante queste vicende, scoprirò di far parte della famiglia Yame (Wagaya no Rekishi) e andrò ad aiutare in un'ospizio per poter diventare il capo Yakuza (Ninkyo Helper), dopodichè entrerò nell'intelligence koreana dove mi innamorerò di un figo panico che però crederò morto (IRIS). A causa della mia relazione con un capo della mafia, andrò a vivere sotto stretta sorveglianza con due poliziotti (Tokyo Dogs) e dopo essere diventata poliziotto io stessa, cercherò di arrestare uno strano tizio con il potere di guarire e uno con il potere di uccidere (Orthros no Inu). La cosa non andrà a buon termine e io andrò a lavorare in un bar facendo innamorare il proprietario che crederà di essere gay (Coffee Prince). Poi un giorno per caso incontrerò un costruttore di giocattoli che mi chiederà di diventare sua moglie e mi ritroverò con sette figli adottivi (Atashinchi no Danshi) di cui uno che fa finta di essere gay, in realtà è un teppista che fa ginnastica artistica maschile (Tumbling). Mio marito comincerà a girare il mondo credendosi un musicista e il mio figlioletto maggiore che adora coltivare la verdura sarà costretto a fare un sacco di lavori (Yamada Taro Monogatari). Alla fine scoprirò di essere una AT e per aiutare gli altri miei amici con poteri ESP morirò (Nanase Futatabi). Dopo la mia morte due tizi, che altri non erano se non l'amico di Yamada Taro e il fratello terrorista del mio ex-alunno, cominceranno uno show per scoprire come sono morta (The Quiz Show Golden) e lascerò una figlioletta che scoprirà di essere figlia di un certo Masamune-kun (My Girl).&lt;br /&gt;
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Mi sembra che di deliri oggi ne ho fatti abbastanza !! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-1752594878252162742?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/1752594878252162742/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=1752594878252162742&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1752594878252162742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1752594878252162742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-time-for-me.html' title='happy time for me ^^'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-5877270880246349770</id><published>2010-06-09T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T07:22:51.009-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yamapi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banana'/><title type='text'>bananas rule the world!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;CLICCA SULL' IMMAGINE !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;ps. ho dimenticato Kai e Reita dei Gazette...va beh tanto loro si sa che sono Banana_addicted xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Pensaci bene...anzi ci penso bene!&lt;br /&gt;
Sono veramente infastidita...&lt;br /&gt;
da cosa...?&lt;br /&gt;
Posso dividere la gente che in questo periodo veramente non riesco a sopportare, in due gruppi.&lt;br /&gt;
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1) Da quei bimbetti che creano pagine su Facebook credendosi grandi conoscitori dell'isola nipponica e dichiarandosi Otaku -.-"&lt;/div&gt;
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In Giappone la parola "otaku" non è un vero e proprio complimento Oo&lt;br /&gt;
a parte che ho scoperto da poco che il vero significato è "dipendente" ... e credo che nemmeno la metà dei giappiminchia lo sappia.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;2) Da tutti quegli ignoranti che scrivono in inglese facendo totale affidamento su Google Translate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;-.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Io non sono un genio, non sono nemmeno "madrelingua" inglese...però me la cavo con il minimo di conoscenze e studio che ho messo nel mio bagaglio culturale. Se vuoi parlare una lingua, assicurati di non fare errori atroci! Posso capire che tu dimentichi la s per la terza persona, posso anche capire se metti troppi THE anche quando non ci vogliono. Posso arrivare persino a sopportare le domande senza mettere DO...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;MA NON CONCEPIRò MAI LA FRASE &lt;i&gt;"I HAVE ... YEARS"&lt;/i&gt; !!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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è un'oscenità gratuita!!! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Va beh finiamola qui altrimenti comincio a scirvere parola poco piacevoli alla morale ùù&lt;br /&gt;
see ya ~♥&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-7099715154711344861?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/7099715154711344861/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=7099715154711344861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/7099715154711344861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/7099715154711344861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2010/05/confessioni-di-una-mente-pericolosa-cit.html' title='confessioni di una mente pericolosa [cit.]'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-7971455022138006116</id><published>2010-04-15T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T06:40:54.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lm.c'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><title type='text'>LM.C - 13/04/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Milano. Ore 10:oo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Partiamo da casa della Maki e dopo un'ora, "grazie" all'efficienza di Google Maps, arriviamo a Tunnel dove incontriamo la Vale e altre ragazze con cui passiamo la lunga attesa.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Numeri: 37 e 38.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Fra una cavolata e l'altra, tipo varie ipotesi sul mezzo con cui sarebbe arrivato Maya (le più gettonate sono state mongolfiera e pandino scassato), arrivano anche la zia Rose e Sara...e giù con altre cazzate! xD&lt;br /&gt;
Finalmente alle &lt;b&gt;20:oo&lt;/b&gt; ci fanno entrare e riusciamo a conquistare un posticino fra la prima e la seconda fila, proprio davanti al bassista di cui la Maki si è pazzamente innamorata xD&lt;br /&gt;
Cominciano con &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;GHOST † HEART&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; e l'emozione arriva&amp;nbsp; a fior di pelle. Sono stati davvero dei grandi e ci hanno fatto divertire fra frasi in giapponese incomprensibili e parole in italiano pronunciate in modo ... &lt;i&gt;diciamo kawaii &lt;/i&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;
Il batterista Yuya ha anche compiuto gli anni e gli abbiamo cantato tutti assieme "tanti Auguri" mentre spegneva le candeline.&lt;br /&gt;
A fine concerto ☆&lt;b&gt;Rock the LM.C&lt;/b&gt;☆ ha chiuso le danze lasciandomi quasi senza voce per quanto ho urlato.&lt;br /&gt;
In conclusione:&lt;br /&gt;
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- sul comodino della Maki ci finirà il bassista Ken (...ja ???);&lt;br /&gt;
- su quello della zia Rose ci finirà il tastierista Jun, meglio conosciuto come &lt;i&gt;"Omino Kawaii"&lt;/i&gt; per la sua cuteness;&lt;br /&gt;
- sul mio ci metterò il tizio che accordava gli strumenti xD&lt;br /&gt;
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Un uomo? No, uno stile di vita!! Frangettina su un occhio, mascherina scialla da maiale e una gamba del jeans arrotolata: insomma, &lt;b style="color: magenta;"&gt;un figo!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Come conclusione della conclusione direi che Maya e Aiji non ce li siamo minimamente filati! xD&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I'M JOKing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;( ... che aspetta impaziente il prossimo concerto ... )&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-7971455022138006116?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/7971455022138006116/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=7971455022138006116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/7971455022138006116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/7971455022138006116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2010/04/lmc-13042010.html' title='LM.C - 13/04/2010'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.tinypic.com/w2nfvm_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-5208310041755477262</id><published>2010-03-20T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T11:09:32.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gackt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='highlander'/><title type='text'>il figlio di highlander xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i41.tinypic.com/e8riwi.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/25s925f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="center" style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...clicca sull'immagine per scoprire la sua identità...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;ringrazio la &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;zia Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; perchè i discorsi con lei mi fanno venire in mente sempre queste idee genialmente stupide&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-5208310041755477262?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/5208310041755477262/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=5208310041755477262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/5208310041755477262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/5208310041755477262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2010/03/il-figlio-di-highlander-xd.html' title='il figlio di highlander xD'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.tinypic.com/25s925f_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-8371274390731961666</id><published>2010-03-17T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T17:35:08.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad day'/><title type='text'>☼</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Avevo bisogno di scrivere qualcosa di importante . . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;E'stato tutto un po'tragico, è una storia finita come se non fosse cominciata .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;E la cosa si ripete all'infinito . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sarebbe bello risvegliarsi un giorno e scoprire che tutto è scomparso . . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Come in un incubo . come in una favola .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lui sul suo cavallo bianco e lei con il suo pomposo vestito rosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
. . . &lt;i&gt;e vissero felici e contenti&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;PUNTO.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;E invece no, il punto finisce sempre per diventare una fine, una fine di tutto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mi sono stancata di continuare a ripetere sempre gli stessi errori, le stesse sofferenze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;STOPSTOPSTOPSTOPSTOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vorrei tanto che tutto tornasse come una volta...quale volta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Non ci sono mai stati momenti troppo felici nella mia vita. Non ce ne sono mai stati di quei momenti &lt;u&gt;veramente &lt;/u&gt;felici . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Solo chimere, effimeri attimi di gioia illusoria&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;e poi buio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Spesso mi chiedo perchè ho così tanta paura del buio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;perchè ho così tanta paura del silenzio?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;. . . qualcuno troverà la risposta?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;... taskete kudasai&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;☼&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;( . . . in uno dei suoi soliti sad_moments . . . ) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-8371274390731961666?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/8371274390731961666/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=8371274390731961666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/8371274390731961666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/8371274390731961666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='☼'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-7468176302620188519</id><published>2010-03-15T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T17:53:16.056-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falling for a stranger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanfiction'/><title type='text'>...falling for a stranger #02</title><content type='html'>Quel giorno non mi accorsi nemmeno che ero seguita da qualcuno. Ero persa nei miei pensieri, quei pensieri che non ti lasciano mai andare, talmente fastidiosi che ti viene la voglia irrefrenabile di installare un enorme pulsante di STOP sulla tua fronte. Avevo paura di molte cose, per tutta la mia vita ho avuto paura di troppe cose. In quel periodo ero particolarmente terrorizzata dal mio vicino di casa che sospettavo mi spiasse.&lt;br /&gt;
Ad un tratto mi sentii afferrare per un braccio e spingere in una via laterale deserta. Non feci nemmeno in tempo ad urlare.&lt;br /&gt;
"Finalmente ci incontriamo...Happiness'Killer".&lt;br /&gt;
Come faceva a conoscere il mio nick? Non riuscii a chiederglielo perchè ero ancora spaventata.&lt;br /&gt;
"Tranquilla, non ho cattive intenzioni. So che scrivi, ho letto il tuo blog".&lt;br /&gt;
"Il...il mio blog?"&lt;br /&gt;
"Si, quel blog dove scrivi i tuoi pensieri e le tue poesie. So che sai scrivere anche spartiti".&lt;br /&gt;
"Come fai a conoscere queste cose? Chi sei?"&lt;br /&gt;
"Non ci sei ancora arrivata? Ti facevo più sveglia".&lt;br /&gt;
"Tsk, non sei nella posizione di offendere, maniaco. Se non mi dici chi sei e cosa vuoi, mi metto a urlare".&lt;br /&gt;
"Nono, tranquilla. Ok mi presento: Morphine_addicted, al tuo servizio".&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...to be continued...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-7468176302620188519?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/7468176302620188519/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=7468176302620188519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/7468176302620188519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/7468176302620188519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2010/03/falling-for-stranger-02.html' title='...falling for a stranger #02'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-5771908162907704698</id><published>2010-03-07T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T11:19:05.068-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ss501'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys before flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>Boys Before Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;...in fissa con Boys Before Flowers (korea_version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;e con questa figherrima canzone &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;e poi Gu Joon Pyo a.k.a. Lee Min Ho non riesco più a togliermelo dalla mente &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;è così gnokko!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;( ... che va a guardarsi la puntata 8 di BBF ♥ ... )&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-5771908162907704698?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/5771908162907704698/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=5771908162907704698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/5771908162907704698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/5771908162907704698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2010/03/boys-before-flowers.html' title='Boys Before Flowers'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-4610761128452822692</id><published>2010-03-03T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T09:06:45.991-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zutto daijobu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yaoi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanfiction'/><title type='text'>Zutto Daijobu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Portavo sempre con me una fotocamera. Avevo il vizio di immortalare ogni cosa con il terrore che potesse scomparire. Il soggetto principale era Kazuya. Fermavo i migliori momenti di noi due insieme in un’immagine che non sarebbe mai cambiata, che avrebbe conservato quei sorrisi e quelle emozioni anche quando non saremmo più stati insieme. Successe in una soleggiata domenica. Avevamo organizzato un’escursione sul Fuji. Io camminavo dietro di lui osservando la sua schiena che oscurava il sole. Sembrava una di quelle tipiche scene da film romantico in cui la protagonista inciampa e l’eroe con un sorriso che è ancora più luminoso del sole alle sue spalle. Noi, però, non vivevamo in un film, quindi tirai subito fuori la fotocamera e feci qualche scatto. Mentre la rimettevo a posto, inciampai e caddi a terra. Kazuya si voltò verso di me e in un attimo la mia mente fu riempita da quella scena immaginata poco prima. Rimasi immobile a fissarlo. Credo di aver avuto un’espressione piuttosto idiota. Sarebbe bastato solo un piccolo gesto o una parola di troppo e mi sarei lasciato andare. Avevo voglia di abbracciarlo, di sentirmi protetto da quelle sue forti braccia. Sentivo il cuore battere all’impazzata tanto che mi portai una mano al petto, temendo scoppiasse. Lui era ancora lì, immobile, mi fissava. Io ero ancora lì, immobile, lo fissavo. Sarebbe stato tutto perfetto, ma quello non era un film. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Ohy! Takeru!” urlò, “Pensi di riposarti ancora per molto?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rimasi pietrificato. Mi sarei dovuto aspettare una reazione simile da lui, ma ero troppo perso nel mio sogno per capire che sarei rimasto deluso dalla realtà. Mi rialzai e chiesi scusa sfoderando uno dei miei soliti sorrisi da scemo. Quei sorrisi mi servivano per nascondere la tristezza che avevo dentro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Muoviti, abbiamo appena superato la terza stazione di sosta, non siamo nemmeno a metà!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Arrivo, arrivo”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Il resto del viaggio fu abbastanza silenzioso a parte qualche battuta e qualche scherzo. La fatica era troppa persino per sorridere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando finalmente arrivammo in cima eravamo sfiniti. Buttammo gli zaini a terra e ci sedemmo in un piccolo spiazzo. Ci vollero dieci minuti interi per riprenderci, poi tirammo fuori dallo zaino i nostri bento e, chiacchierando del più e del meno, cominciammo a mangiare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passò circa un’ora. Io mi ero perso ad ammirare il magnifico panorama e quando mi voltai, Kazuya si era addormentato. Era da tanto che non lo vedevo così indifeso. Da bambini dormivamo spesso insieme. Io avevo paura del buio e Kazuya, prima di spegnere le luci, mi diceva sempre che non dovevo preoccuparmi perché se fosse sbucato qualche mostro, lui mi avrebbe difeso. Se avesse saputo che avevo ancora paura del buio, forse si sarebbe messo a ridere. Scacciando quei pensieri, tornai a fissare il viso di Kazuya che continuava a dormire. Avrei voluto vederla sempre quell'espressione tranquilla sul suo volto. Tirai fuori la fotocamera e gli feci un paio di scatti, poi mi avvicinai al parapetto e immortalai quel panorama mozzafiato. Guardare Tokyo dal Fuji-san era lo spettacolo più magico che avessi mai visto, trasmetteva una pace quasi divina. Avevo proprio bisogno di un po'di quiete, di qualcosa che mi aiutasse a sopportare quel peso che portavo, ma i miei pensieri come al solito tornarono a Kazuya e rovinarono tutta l'atmosfera. Decisi di usare l'espediente "musica" e accesi l'iPod. Con la melodia di "Pierrot" nelle orecchie. che mi dava sempre la carica, continuai i miei scatti. Non mi accorsi di quanto tempo passò, nè che Kazuya si era svegliato ed era alle mie spalle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Bellissimo!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi spaventai lasciando andare la fotocamera che Kazuya però prese al volo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Sta attento!" &lt;br /&gt;
"E'colpa tua, scemo. Mi hai fatto prendere un colpo".&lt;br /&gt;
"E'colpa tua che eri troppo attento alle tue foto, invece. Fa vedere!" disse cominciando a guardare le foto.&lt;br /&gt;
"Aspetta Kazu!"&lt;br /&gt;
"Cosa devo aspettare? Sono solo foto".&lt;br /&gt;
Non erano solo foto. C'erano tutti i miei sentimenti in quelle immagini e soprattutto c'era lui. Non potevo mostrargliele. Se, però, glielo avessi detto, si sarebbe insospettito ancora di più, quindi lo lasciai fare, sperando con tutto il cuore che non si accorgesse di nulla.&lt;br /&gt;
"Complimenti Take-chan! Non sapevo fossi così bravo, perchè non entri nel club di fotografia?"&lt;br /&gt;
"Perchè non sono così bravo come dici, sono i soggetti che sono perfetti".&lt;br /&gt;
Avrei voluto rimangiarmi quella frase. C'era anche lui in quelle foto!! E infatti...&lt;br /&gt;
"E questa?" chiese mostrandomi la foto fatta mentre dormiva.&lt;br /&gt;
"Ah quella..."&lt;br /&gt;
"Beh direi che anche in questa il soggetto è perfetto" disse scoppiando a ridere.&lt;br /&gt;
Mi sforzai di ridere anch'io anche se c'era ben poco da ridere in quel momento. Mi sentivo come un trapezista nel momento del lancio nel vuoto.&lt;br /&gt;
"Comunque dico sul serio Take. Hai talento, dovresti provare".&lt;br /&gt;
"Se lo dici tu".&lt;br /&gt;
Mi guardò male.&lt;br /&gt;
"Va bene, va bene, domani darò un'occhiata al club, contento?"&lt;br /&gt;
"Molto".&lt;br /&gt;
Mi riporse la fotocamera e fui sollevato che non si fosse accorto di nulla. Per un attimo però, spuntò la delusione. Forse una parte di me desiderava davvero che lui scprisse i miei sentimenti.&lt;br /&gt;
"Cominciamo a scendere? Altrimenti diventa buio e tu poi piangi".&lt;br /&gt;
"Scemo".&lt;br /&gt;
"Ti ricordi? Da piccolo avevi paurissima del buio e al mattino ti ritrovavo sempre nel mio fouton".&lt;br /&gt;
Rise facendo avverare le mie supposizioni. Non c'era nulla da ridere, perchè io avevo ancora paura del buio!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...to be continued...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: left;"&gt;Finalmente il secondo capitolo e finalmente ho trovato un titolo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;"Zutto Daijobu"&lt;/b&gt; (trad: &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;va tutto assolutamente bene&lt;/b&gt;) &lt;/i&gt;poi ne capirete il significato ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: left;"&gt;Rigrazio della lettura anche al lettore misterioso che mi segue "anonimo" e mi lascia messaggi stranamente positivi. Sarà un ammiratore misterioso? xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: left;"&gt;Ho finto di scrivere questa parte ascoltando Boku no Cinderella e sono le 3 di notte quindi potete immaginare come sto messa male xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;good reading minna!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O Y A S U M I M I N N A &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;( ... che pensa non riuscirà a dormire stanotte ... )&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-4610761128452822692?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/4610761128452822692/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=4610761128452822692&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/4610761128452822692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/4610761128452822692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2010/03/titolo-zutto-daijobu.html' title='Zutto Daijobu'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-951973830150678142</id><published>2010-02-26T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T07:57:00.561-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decadente'/><title type='text'>po......em</title><content type='html'>Era da un po'che viky-chan non aveva idee per scrivere sul suo bloG&lt;br /&gt;
E ora qualcuno pare abbia deciso di trovarle una vita nuova in cui vivere&lt;br /&gt;
Poi cambia completamente il topic&lt;br /&gt;
Grandi distese di &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;viola melanzana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Cieli infiniti color &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;giallo sabbia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Mari profondi &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ee99;"&gt;rosso carminio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Ho sempre adorato il &lt;b&gt;rosso carminio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Mi ricordo che alle scuole elementari coloravo sempre tutto di rosso carminio e di verde paolo veronese&lt;br /&gt;
Non chiedetemi il motivo&lt;br /&gt;
Credo che nemmeno un analista convinto riuscirebbe a trovarne spiegazione&lt;br /&gt;
Forse era il nome&lt;br /&gt;
Era ispirazione a qualcosa di più futuristico del tempo in cui sono vissuta&lt;br /&gt;
E ora continuo a dedicarmi a filastrocche senza rima&lt;br /&gt;
A rebus senza figure&lt;br /&gt;
E tolgo l'inchiostro dai miei pennarelli&lt;br /&gt;
Perchè ho deciso di bandire la mia fantasia&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Senza colore non c'è fantasia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Senza fantasia non c'è illusione&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Senza illusione non c'è delusione&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Poi torno seria per un secondo&lt;br /&gt;
Ascolto note sconosciute&lt;br /&gt;
Vedo immagini forse latenti nella mia memoria di bambina&lt;br /&gt;
E ritorno sui miei passi&lt;br /&gt;
Perchè senza fantasia ... dove sarei ora?&lt;br /&gt;
Forse mi sarei già uccisa da tempo&lt;br /&gt;
Amen.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;( ... che oggi ha finalmente rispolverato la sua vena poetico-decadente ... )&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-951973830150678142?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/951973830150678142/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=951973830150678142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/951973830150678142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/951973830150678142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2010/02/poem.html' title='po......em'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-1408171841545850719</id><published>2010-02-23T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T13:09:04.159-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kattun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kazuya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamenashi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>omedetou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oggi Kazuya Kamenashi compie 24 anni!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.imageshack.us/img30/282/38972961.jpg" width="500px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OTANJOUBI OMEDETOU GOZAIMASU&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KAME-CHAN !!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-1408171841545850719?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/1408171841545850719/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=1408171841545850719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1408171841545850719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1408171841545850719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2010/02/omedetou.html' title='omedetou'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-7018977827806146396</id><published>2010-02-02T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T18:13:39.170-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zutto daijobu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yaoi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><title type='text'>Zutto Daijobu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Mi piaceva spesso giocare a carte. Ricordo che con Kazuya ci divertivamo a fare i prestigiatori e prendevamo in giro i nostri amici del quartiere. Ancora adesso, ogni tanto, tiro fuori dal cassetto quel mazzo di carte truccato e ripenso a lui. Kazuya era il mio migliore amico. Quando ero con lui, ero pronto a fare qualsiasi pazzia, anche la più pericolosa. Non mi dava coraggio, lui era il mio coraggio. Ci conoscevamo fin da quando eravamo piccoli. Mio padre gestiva un chiosco di yaki-tori nel quartiere di Asakusa e suo padre invece vendeva i cracker di riso proprio nel chiosco accanto. Spesso, quando non andavamo a scuola, ci portavano con loro e ci insegnavano a cucinare. Lui era sempre il più bravo fra i due, anche con i clienti, sempre sorridente e disponibile. Io, invece, ero troppo timido. Ringraziavo con un filo di voce senza nemmeno alzare lo sguardo. Poi, però, quando tornavamo a casa la sera e cenavamo tutti insieme seduti nel kotatsu, mi sentivo il bambino più fortunato del mondo. &lt;br /&gt;
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Crescendo non è cambiato nulla … o quasi. E’ che un giorno, nella primavera dei nostri sedici anni, osservandolo durante una partita di basket, mi sono accorto che ero innamorato di lui. Non era un colpo di fulmine, ma un sentimento nato standogli accanto e cresciuto poco, a poco. Da quel giorno non pensai ad altro. Ero preoccupato che tutto fra noi potesse finire, così decisi che avrei tenuto i miei sentimenti chiusi in un cassetto, nel profondo del mio cuore. A quel tempo non sapevo ancora quanto sarebbe stato doloroso.&lt;br /&gt;
Lui era diventato solare e intelligente, non c’era persona a scuola che non lo ammirasse o invidiasse. Faceva parte del club di basket ed era il capoclasse, brillante in ogni materia. Io ero rimasto il solito ragazzino timido, senza alcun pregio particolare. Riuscivo a malapena ad arrivare alla sufficienza e non avevo aderito a nessun club, almeno fino a quel giorno … &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;...to be continued...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="color: #ff0033;"&gt;Tanto per la cronaca ... i nomi non sono esattamente a caso ;p&lt;br /&gt;
Ringrazio chi commenterà e chiedo di essere il più sincero e professionale possibile ùù del tipo che se dovete dirmi che fa schifo, ditelo con parole "professionali" xD&lt;br /&gt;
Ah in realtà questo capitolo doveva essere molto più lungo, ma ho preferito tagliarlo, perchè altrimenti diventava tipo Beethoven Virus ... ovvero non finisce più xD&lt;br /&gt;
Forse l'esempio migliore sarebbe stato Beautiful, ma va beh!&lt;br /&gt;
Arigatou Gozaimasu Minna ;D &amp;amp; good reading!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;( ... che va a vedersi uno dei suoi soliti drama e che promette che se piace, domani o al massimo giovedì posterà il seguito ...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-7018977827806146396?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/7018977827806146396/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=7018977827806146396&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/7018977827806146396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/7018977827806146396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2010/02/unknown-per-ora.html' title='Zutto Daijobu'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-5298445767688104194</id><published>2010-01-22T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T15:33:11.466-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ikuta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gossip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Troppe news riempiono il mio piccolo &lt;i&gt;lobo temporale danneggiato&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanto per cominciare, i CinBiz si sono presi una lunga pausa lavorativa e tutte le fan l'hanno presa come morte improvvisa. &lt;br /&gt;C'è qualcosa di sicuramente logico che mi sfugge in tutto ciò. &lt;br /&gt;Io li adoro, adoro le loro stupidaggini, le loro faccette buffe, ADORO LA LORO MUSICA...ma non muoio senza di loro. &lt;br /&gt;Sarà che forse sono abituata a perdere ciò a cui tengo o forse semplicemente ho imparato a non lasciarmi influenzare troppo. Non mi sento addosso questa "depressione suicida" che gira fra le fan .-.&lt;br /&gt;Quindi continuo ad ascoltare le loro canzoni con il sorriso, ricordandomi di quanto mi sono sgolata e divertita ai loro concerti, delle fantastiche persone che ho conosciuto grazie a loro, dei posti che ho visitato per seguirli.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.juniorcelebs.com/files/2009/06/cinema-bizarre.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size:40px; color:#11eecc;"&gt;ARIGATOU GOZAIMASTA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Ora, tanto per andare avanti...era un botto che non postavo nulla!&lt;br /&gt;Ci sono un sacco di novità come ho già accennato, soprattutto riguardo alla mia dipendenza *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S DRAMA TIME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center" style="background-color:#eeeeee; padding: 5px 0px 5px 0px;"&gt;&lt;object width="140" height="100"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ckhgl6Yqu4Y&amp;hl=it_IT&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ckhgl6Yqu4Y&amp;hl=it_IT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="140" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="140" height="100"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vhkOwsG0WCM&amp;hl=it_IT&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vhkOwsG0WCM&amp;hl=it_IT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="140" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="140" height="100"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dcynx2SjR9U&amp;hl=it_IT&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dcynx2SjR9U&amp;hl=it_IT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="140" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="140" height="100"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9GudbatTe3k&amp;hl=it_IT&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9GudbatTe3k&amp;hl=it_IT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="140" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Non vedo l'ora di vedere questi quattro drama che sono rispettivamente:
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&lt;li&gt;Yamato Nadeshiko Shichi Henge
&lt;li&gt;Bloody Monday 2nd Season
&lt;li&gt;Tokujo Kabachi
&lt;li&gt;Hidarime Tantei EYE
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;object style="float:right;" width="300" height="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BtwhZk_3ob8&amp;hl=it_IT&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BtwhZk_3ob8&amp;hl=it_IT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="150"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Poi Naturalmente si aspetta con fermento il 20 Febbraio, per l'uscita del primo film da protagonista di Ikuta Toma-san *-*&lt;br /&gt;Si intitolerà Ningen Shikkaku e dal trailer sembra una storia veramente commovente e interessante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Per finire in bellezza, ieri girando per la rete ho trovato un blog veramente interessante sul Giappone. Non è il solito blog sulla cerimonia del thè, sui luoghi da visitare, etc...tratta di tutte quelle piccole cose che accadono in Giappone e di cui qui da noi non arriva notizia.&lt;br /&gt;Se volete farci un salto, cliccate &lt;a style="font-size:15px;" href="http://newsgiappone.splinder.com/"&gt;QUI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devo ammettere che proprio grazie a questo blog ho scoperto che quest'anno Oguri Shun convolerà a nozze con Yamada Yuu (forse...)&lt;br /&gt;CHE NOTIZIONA EH?!?! xD&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Spero di riuscire a pubblicare il prossimo post il più presto possibile ;D&lt;br /&gt;e magari andare avanti con qualche vecchio progettino!!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...che augura la buonanotte a tutti e va a guardarsi Goong...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-5298445767688104194?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/5298445767688104194/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=5298445767688104194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/5298445767688104194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/5298445767688104194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2010/01/troppe-news-riempiono-il-mio-piccolo.html' title='back'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-6941694763689948758</id><published>2009-12-24T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T18:08:39.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bi rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensieri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='umorismo'/><title type='text'>merry xmas</title><content type='html'>Che bello oggi si sente l'aria natalizia ovunque *-*&lt;br /&gt;
shopping mattutino per comprare gli utlimi regali, lucine ovunque ti giri...insomma: un vero paese del Natale!!&lt;br /&gt;
Poi spengo la TV perchè mi sono stufata di guardare i soliti film natalizi,&lt;br /&gt;
e mi dedico a qualcosa di più costruttivo&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: #ff8800; font-size: 25px;"&gt;BI RAIN E IL SUO FISIKO PAüRA!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/2hd7bxi.jpg" style="float: right;" /&gt;Avevate proprio ragione &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; alla fine mi sono infognata pure con i Koreani!! cioè...non è che sono io quella pazza per i koreani ùù  mi chiedo chi possa essere in grado di resistere a &lt;u&gt;184 cm per 75 kg di muscoli&lt;/u&gt; *-*&lt;br /&gt;
e il mio Natale lo passerò con i parenti ...ascoltando Rainism che spacca un botto come song ùù&lt;br /&gt;
infatti vi metto surly il video alla fine del post...&lt;br /&gt;
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cambiando discorso pensavo tanto al Natale in questi giorni, tutti che su Feisbuk continuano a postare "io non sento più il Natale come una volta" ...e due giorni dopo li vedi a taggare tutti gli amici su una pic 1024x780 con un gaioso albero di natale che canta tanti auguri...&lt;br /&gt;
Se non senti più il Natale...lo spirito Natalizio, la gaiezza della festa...che cazzo mi fai a fare gli auguri skifoso perbenista!?!?!?!?!? &lt;br /&gt;
qualcuno risponderebbe: &lt;i&gt;"eh, ma per educazione..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Tsk...se vuoi ti insegno un posto carino ma tanto doloroso dove puoi ficcartela la tua falsa educazione ùù&lt;br /&gt;
e dopo questo &lt;i&gt;sproloquio&lt;/i&gt;(non so nemmeno se ho usato il termine adatto)decido che vado a prepararmi...mi agghinderò a festa ^^&lt;br /&gt;
OH KAMI-SAMA!!figuriamoci!! metterò i soliti jeans e maglietta con il cappello da "aiutante di Babbo Natale...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="center" style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i41.tinypic.com/i555k6.jpg&amp;quot;);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: red; font-size: 100px;"&gt;HAPPY X-MAS!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;(...che gaiosa si prepara a festeggiare il Natale...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong style="font-size:20px; color:#ff0000;"&gt;:  QUINDI DMN SHOPPING A TORINO!  :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Era &lt;strong&gt;sfögö___TïME&lt;/strong&gt;, ma adesso è tutto okappa finalmente...o almeno credo!&lt;br /&gt;Mi consolo ascoltando questa bellissima canzone, poi dopo si vedrà ù_ù
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LYRICS: &lt;i&gt;WHAT SHOULD I DO?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table width="600" style="border:1px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="200"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Korean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romanization&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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When I let you go one step further, my eyes overflow with tears&lt;br /&gt;When you walk away one step further, more tears are falling&lt;br /&gt;As you move away to a place where I can’t reach you, even if I reach out my hand&lt;br /&gt;I can’t catch you, I can only cry
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What should I do? What should I do? You’re leaving&lt;br /&gt;What should I do? What should I do? You’re leaving me&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I love you, I cry out to you&lt;br /&gt;But you can’t hear me, because I am only shouting in my heart
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All day long I try to forget you, but I think of you again&lt;br /&gt;All day long I try to say goodbye, but I think of you&lt;br /&gt;Although you went to a place where I can’t hold you, even if my hand reaches out for you&lt;br /&gt;I can’t find you, I can only cry
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What should I do? What should I do? I can only see you&lt;br /&gt;What should I do? What should I do? I love you only&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry, I am sorry, can you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;Please come back to me, if it’s not you, I can’t go on
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What should I do? What should I do? I only have you&lt;br /&gt;What should I do? What should I do? You’re leaving&lt;br /&gt;What should I do? What should I do? You’re leaving me alone&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I love you, I cry out to you&lt;br /&gt;But you can’t hear me because I am only shouting in my heart&lt;/td&gt;
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한걸음 만큼 그댈 보내면 눈물이나&lt;br /&gt;한걸음 만큼 그대가 가면 더 눈물이 흘러 와&lt;br /&gt;손을 뻗어도 손내밀어도 닿을수 없는 곳으로&lt;br /&gt;그대 가는데 잡지 못하고 난 울고만 있죠&lt;br /&gt;
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어떡하죠 어떡하죠 그대가 떠나가네요&lt;br /&gt;어떡하죠 어떡하죠 날두고 떠나가네요&lt;br /&gt;사랑해요 사랑해요 목놓아 불러보지만&lt;br /&gt;그댄 듣지 못해요 가슴으로만 외치고 있으니&lt;br /&gt;
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하루온종일 지워보지만 또 떠올라&lt;br /&gt;하루온종일 이별하지만 또 다시 떠올라&lt;br /&gt;손을 뻗어도 손내밀어도 안을수 없는 곳으로&lt;br /&gt;그댄 갔지만 찾지 못하고 난 울고만 있죠&lt;br /&gt;
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어떡하죠 어떡하죠 자꾸 그대만 보여요&lt;br /&gt;어떡하죠 어떡하죠 난 그댈 사랑하는데&lt;br /&gt;미안해요 미안해요 내말이 들리시나요&lt;br /&gt;다시 돌아와줘요 그대 아니면 난 안되니까요
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어떡하죠 어떡하죠 난 오직 그대뿐인데&lt;br /&gt;어떡하죠 어떡하죠 그대가 떠나가네요&lt;br /&gt;어떡하죠 어떡하죠 날두고 떠나가네요&lt;br /&gt;사랑해요 사랑해요 목놓아 불러보지만&lt;br /&gt;그댄 듣지 못해요 가슴으로만 외치고 있으니&lt;/td&gt;
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Hangeoleum mankeum geudael bonaemyeon nunmulina&lt;br /&gt;Hangeoleum mankeum geudaega gamyeon deo nunmuli heulleo wa&lt;br /&gt;Soneul bbeodeodo sonnaemileodo daheulsu eopneun goseuro&lt;br /&gt;Geudae ganeunde japji motago nan ulgoman itjyo
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Eoddeokajyo eoddeokajyo geudaega ddeonaganeyo&lt;br /&gt;Eoddeokajyo eoddeokajyo naldugo ddeonaganeyo&lt;br /&gt;Saranghaeyo saranghaeyo mongnoa bulleobojiman&lt;br /&gt;Geudaen deutji motaeyo gaseumeuroman woechigo isseuni
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Haruonjongil jiwobojiman ddo ddeoolla&lt;br /&gt;Haruonjongil ibyeolhajiman ddo dasi ddeoolla&lt;br /&gt;Soneul bbeodado sonnaemileodo aneulsu eopneun goseuro&lt;br /&gt;Geudaen gatjiman chatji motago nan ulgoman itjyo
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Eoddeokajyo eoddeokajyo jaggu geudaeman boyeoyo&lt;br /&gt;Eoddeokajyo eoddeokajyo nan geudael saranghaneunde&lt;br /&gt;Mianhaeyo mianhaeyo naemali deullisinayo&lt;br /&gt;Dasi dolawajwoyo geudae animyeon nan andoeniggayo&lt;br /&gt;
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Eoddeokajyo eoddeokajyo nan ojik geudaebbuninde&lt;br /&gt;Eoddeokajyo eoddeokajyo geudaega ddeonaganeyo&lt;br /&gt;Eoddeokajyo eoddeokajyo naldugo ddeonaganeyo&lt;br /&gt;Saranghaeyo saranghaeyo mongnoa bulleobojiman&lt;br /&gt;Geudaen deutji motaeyo gaseumeuroman woechigo isseuni&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Se volete la traduzione in italiano chiedete pure ^^
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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...pazzamente presa da You're Beautiful / 미남이시네요 / Minami Shineyo ...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-812351275650713378?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/812351275650713378/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=812351275650713378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/812351275650713378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/812351275650713378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/12/jang-geon-suk-what-should-i-do.html' title='Jang Geon Suk - What Should I do?'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-4723203223364326775</id><published>2009-12-02T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T08:24:29.942-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;re beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jang geun suk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='park shin hye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lee hong ki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jung yong hwa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='미남이시네요'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>미남이시네요 / You're Beautiful</title><content type='html'>I'm watching the k-drama "You're Beautiful" and i think the actors are really &lt;u&gt;beautiful&lt;/u&gt;!!! ;D&lt;br /&gt;So when i had nothing to do, i created these wallpapers for my desktop ^^&lt;br /&gt;but i want to share them with everyone who loves this drama ♥
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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...falled in love with HongKi's voice ♥...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-4723203223364326775?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/4723203223364326775/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=4723203223364326775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/4723203223364326775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/4723203223364326775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/12/youre-beautiful.html' title='미남이시네요 / You&apos;re Beautiful'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/14iim9j_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-5365415840577531394</id><published>2009-11-30T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T09:58:09.215-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kattun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sensazioni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taguchi junnosuke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sfogo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ho tante cose da fare e troppi pensieri per la testa, ma fra qualche giorno tutto questo sarà finito...&lt;i&gt;spero&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Per ora mi godo le note dei 12012 e continuo a guardare drama koreani nell'attesa che un principe azzurro venga a salvarmi...&lt;br /&gt;Magari proprio come uno di loro!!! ↓↓↓↓
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Chiedo scusa per la licenza dell'immagine, ma ultimamente sono troppo presa dai jappi fichi che si menano xD e su questa frase Ichigo-shun ne avrebbe da dire, ma anche sui &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"ragazzi sotto i fiori"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;i&gt;(traduzione del tutto letterale di Hana Yori Dango fatta da Ichigo-shun)&lt;/i&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;al momento comunque preferisco non dire nulla di nuovo ...no comment, right?&lt;br /&gt;ripenso a qualche post fa...e mi chiedo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="font-size:20px; color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dove andrà a finire il mondo??&lt;/p&gt;
Lo scrivo con colori tenui così non da troppo nell'occhio, altrimenti finirebbe per dare troppo fastidio a gente che non vuole sentire parlare di queste cose. E decido di cambiare tema...da domani, solo informazione utile...tipo &lt;strong&gt;TG.delle.ore.20_modeOn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...che ha la febbre e pensa di aver scritto un mare di ca***te...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;img style="float:left; padding:5px; border:2px; border-style:dotted;" src="http://www.asianpopcorn.com/battle_images/taguchi_junnosuke_17072009082109.jpg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;div style="margin:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. dimentikavo!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color:#ff0099; font-size:45px;"&gt;OMEDETOU GOZAIMASU TAGUCHI-SAN!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(meglio conosciuto come &lt;strong&gt;patata-san&lt;/strong&gt; sul forum delle &lt;a href="http://triosister.forumfree.it/" target="_blank"&gt;T3S&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-5365415840577531394?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/5365415840577531394/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=5365415840577531394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/5365415840577531394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/5365415840577531394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/11/ho-tante-cose-da-fare-e-troppi-pensieri.html' title=''/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-8367399790281109587</id><published>2009-11-25T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T13:27:00.231-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ohno satoshi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arashi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><title type='text'>omedetou!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float: right; padding: 2px; border-color: #ff0099; border-style: dotted; border-width: 3px;" src="http://i37.tinypic.com/119v436.jpg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oggi è il compleanno del nostro leader!! *-* Senza di lui dove sarebbero ora gli Arashi??? Cioè...in realtà per noi è domani il compleanno di Ohno-san, il 26 novembre, ma in Japan a quest'ora è già il 26 novembre *-*,quindi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size:50px; color:#ff0099;"&gt;OMEDETO GOZAIMASU RIIDA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...che va a finire di vedere Bloody Monday...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-8367399790281109587?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/8367399790281109587/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=8367399790281109587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/8367399790281109587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/8367399790281109587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/11/omedetou.html' title='omedetou!'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/119v436_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-6367047236243579719</id><published>2009-11-23T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T17:05:53.448-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falling for a stranger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novel'/><title type='text'>...falling for a stranger #01</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-size:10px;"&gt;Era da tanto che non si sentiva così. Aveva bisogno di scrivere. Magari anche nulla, cioè senza significato, ma aveva bisogno di scrivere. Era una necessità improvvisa, ma naturale. Nessuno la forzava a farlo. Sentiva soltanto il desiderio di farlo. E così cominciò a scrivere. E raccontò di come si erano incontrati per caso...&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Ero seduta in un net-cafè. Uno dei tanti. Cercavo nuovi video interessanti per la rete quando un certo Morphine_addicted mi contattò. 
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;@Happiness'killer:&lt;/i&gt; AAA: sotto la tua sedia c'è una bomba!&lt;/strong&gt;
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Ho subito creduto in uno scherzo, ma per sicurezza ho controllato. E infatti non
c'era nulla sotto la mia sedia.  
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;@Hapiness'killer:&lt;/i&gt; Scommetto che ti sei chinata a guardare. ahah!
davanti a me c'è una stupida!!
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&lt;i&gt;@Morphine_addicted:&lt;/i&gt; Chi credi di essere? Mi hai fatto spaventare!! Ho anche sbattuto la testa contro la scrivania!
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&lt;i&gt;@Happiness'killer:&lt;/i&gt; chiedo umilmente perdono. *inchino*
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&lt;i&gt;@Morphine_addicted:&lt;/i&gt; Non basta ù_ù
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&lt;i&gt;@Happiness'killer:&lt;/i&gt; allora che ne dici se ti offro qualcosa da bere?
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&lt;i&gt;@Morphine_addcited:&lt;/i&gt; ci sto! ;D
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&lt;i&gt;@Happiness'killer:&lt;/i&gt; dove sei ora?
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&lt;i&gt;@Morphine_addcited:&lt;/i&gt; al net-cafè di Kame-chan proprio dove sei anche tu!
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&lt;i&gt;@Happiness'killer:&lt;/i&gt; ops! beccato!! xD che ne dici se ci incontriamo fra un quarto d'ora all'entrata?
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&lt;i&gt;@Morphine_addcited:&lt;/i&gt; e come pensi di riconoscermi?
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&lt;i&gt;@Happiness'killer:&lt;/i&gt; ci riuscirò vedrai, in fondo basta cercare una ragazza con un bernoccolo xD
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&lt;i&gt;@Morphine_addcited:&lt;/i&gt; che simpatico ù_ù staremo a vedere! 
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&lt;i&gt;@Happiness'killer:&lt;/i&gt; allora accetti!
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&lt;i&gt;@Morphine_addcited:&lt;/i&gt;  ovvio!
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&lt;i&gt;Happiness'killer is off-line&lt;/i&gt; 
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Il resto magari, ve lo racconto un'altra volta...
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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...che ha ricominciato a scrivere...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-6367047236243579719?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/6367047236243579719/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=6367047236243579719&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/6367047236243579719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/6367047236243579719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/11/falling-for-stranger-01.html' title='...falling for a stranger #01'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-505892470105471884</id><published>2009-11-19T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T02:01:39.597-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stalking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loveless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yamashita tomohisa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yamapi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the one'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ft island'/><title type='text'>### the one ###</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today I've a lot of things to do!&lt;br /&gt;Washing, cleaning, watching, studying, fitness_ing xD&lt;br /&gt;I'm very busy ùù ...maybe...&lt;br /&gt;btw I can't stop to listen to The One ♥♥&lt;br /&gt;Every single word of this song makes me think of him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"it's not a matter of luck, it's just a matter of time"&lt;/i&gt; said 30seconds to mars...&lt;br /&gt;and i think it the truth...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center" style="margin:0 40px 10px 40px; padding: 15px; background-color:#ffff99; font-size:20px; text-color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;object width="150" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gDjP-cVeURc&amp;hl=it_IT&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed style="float:right;" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gDjP-cVeURc&amp;hl=it_IT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="150" height="80"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When it comes to loving you&lt;br /&gt;All the things that I would do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-size:12px;"&gt;(The One - FT Island)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;Questa canzone riflette in pieno quello che sto pensando...&lt;br /&gt;e non so perchè ho cominciato a scrivere in inglese e ho finito per tornare all'italiano...&lt;br /&gt;ne parlavo ieri con mia madre che si lamenta del fatto che non riesco a fare una frase completamente italiana xD&lt;br /&gt;Non lo faccio apposta!!&lt;br /&gt;è che so troppe lingue e inevitabilmente...nel mio cervello diventa tutto un miscellaneus...&lt;br /&gt;il chaos insomma!! ùù&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div width="510px" height="350px" style="margin:43.5px; padding:20px;" align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/4gsql0.jpg" width="200px" style="float:left; padding:5px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG Questo ragazzo vuole farmi morire!!&lt;br /&gt;è così fiko!!!&lt;br /&gt;che in realtà di per sè, penso proprio sia mono_espressivo, ma se ci mette un po'di impegno riesce a fare delle faccine che ti lasciano stesa a terra *-*&lt;br /&gt;e tralasciamo il fisicaccio da MEZZO_palestrato che non stona mai ùù&lt;br /&gt;Stando sul discorso &lt;strong&gt;YAMAPI&lt;/strong&gt;, sono finalmente riuscita ad ascoltare e vedere tutto il nuovo singolo Loveless, che è uno spettacolo!!&lt;br /&gt;Oddio, la canzone è tristissima &gt;.&lt; dev'essere un po'depressino poveretto,&lt;br /&gt;anche se dal suo blog nonsembra proprio!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/fa91f9.jpg" width="200px" style="float:right; padding:5px;"&gt;ebbene si, sto diventando una &lt;strong&gt;Yamapi's_stalker&lt;/strong&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;ma lui ne sarà sicuramente feliciotto ...credo...&lt;br /&gt;anzi diciamo che spero !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;E'lui il mio THE ONE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...che perseguita il suo principe azzurro...&lt;br /&gt;...e vi invita ad ascoltare &lt;u&gt;LOVELESS&lt;/u&gt; sulla sidebar...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-505892470105471884?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/505892470105471884/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=505892470105471884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/505892470105471884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/505892470105471884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/11/one.html' title='### the one ###'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/4gsql0_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-4946929889327719209</id><published>2009-11-13T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T18:02:23.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='president'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pazzia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pulcino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensieri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miura haruma'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Capelli arruffati, voglia di scappare, non sapendo dove andare...&lt;br /&gt;
mi hanno chiesto cosa penso del mio presidente...&lt;br /&gt;
ho dovuto prima ricordarmi chi fosse...&lt;br /&gt;
e quando ci sono riuscita, c'era un'unica frase nella mia testa...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: #0008e6; font-size: 20px;"&gt;FUCK HIM!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Perchè io l'abbia scritto in electrik_blue, non lo so...&lt;br /&gt;
so che ho soltanto bisogno di un po'di dipendenza...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="color: #ff4444; padding: 30px;"&gt;Mi accorgo che troppe cose inspiegabili stanno accadendo...come questo continuo mal di testa assurdo. Per non parlare delle presenze negli specchi della mia camera. Forse mi guardo troppo allo specchio. La mia vanità ha attirato presenze scomode. Dovrei liberarmene, ma a volte mi fa compagnia quella sensazione di spionaggio...E ripercorro la mia mente in quei momenti bui, mi perdo fra i sentieri di questo cervello senza regole. Non so dove andrò a finire, so solo che andrò...E un giorno mi fermerò come un pulcino scaduto che ha ancora le piume giallo-sole, ma è ormai troppo adulto per poterle mostrare. Avevo voglia di gelato al cioccolato, anche se a me il cioccolato non piace. Ho trovato un gelataio tutto vestito di viola su quei sentieri mentali e quando ho chiesto un cono, mi ha detto che per me era tutto finito, che ero io quella che avrebbe dovuto offrire...cosa? Ancora non lo so. So solo che ho bisogno della risposta se non voglio finire per nascondere le mie piume giallo-sole...STOP▄ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ho fermato i pensieri perchè così andava fatto.&lt;br /&gt;
Ora voglio concentrarmi sui sogni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/2co6b7l.jpg" width="150px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;(...miura haruma...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-4946929889327719209?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/4946929889327719209/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=4946929889327719209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/4946929889327719209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/4946929889327719209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/11/capelli-arruffati-voglia-di-scappare.html' title=''/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i27.tinypic.com/2co6b7l_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-7920879519958247548</id><published>2009-11-05T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T13:59:51.460-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee prince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ft island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding:5px; border:2px; border-style:groove;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/beu3y1.jpg" width="350px" style="padding:5px; float:left;" /&gt;Pensava che tutto sarebbe sarebbe passato in fretta e invece questa miniacale dipendenza da &lt;strong&gt;asiatici_gnokki poko-reali_ma-troppo-perfetti&lt;/strong&gt; la sta portando sempre più lontano...tra poco smetterà persino di parlare italiano *-*&lt;br /&gt;Ora è presa dai koreani... saà colpa di Tiang? o forse solo della casualità? il fatto resta e lei ha cominciato a guardare dOrama koreani e ad ascoltare i FT Island ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Potrebbe anche dire....chissene&lt;br /&gt;...ma sarebbe troppo scontato...&lt;br /&gt;e sulle note di &lt;strong style="color:#ff0099;"&gt;I HOPE ♫♪&lt;/strong&gt; sogna di un bar dove lei eroina fra tanti uomini, si traveste per non farsi scoprire e malgrado ogni vano tentivo di fuga, finisce per cadere vittima dell'amore...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi ecco che torna la l.u.c.i.d.i.t.à&lt;br /&gt;ma forse è ancora troppo poca per potersi dire &lt;i&gt;"guarita"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e allora perchè non continuare a sognare?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...che sogna una vita da principessa innamorata)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-7920879519958247548?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/7920879519958247548/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=7920879519958247548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/7920879519958247548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/7920879519958247548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/11/pensava-che-tutto-sarebbe-sarebbe.html' title=''/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i25.tinypic.com/beu3y1_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-2569777210139609380</id><published>2009-10-31T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T09:23:43.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensieri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad day'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:justify; border:2px; border-color:#ff0099; border-style:dotted; padding:10px;"&gt;E'iniziato tutto così per gioco, poi è diventata dipendenza.&lt;br /&gt;Mi sono sempre divertita con te, ricordi?&lt;br /&gt;Quando avevo voglia ti cercavo e tu eri sempre a mia disposizione.&lt;br /&gt;Sono stata troppo stupida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cadere a peso morto in un bicchiere d'acqua e non avere il coraggio di tornare a galla.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E'sempre stato il mio difetto più grande...&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;l'abbandono di ogni cosa scomoda.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peccato che abbia capito solo ora che la tua non era scomodità&lt;br /&gt;...ma allora cos'era?&lt;br /&gt;Spero di non trovare mai risposta a questa domanda, perchè se dovesse accadere, poi dovrei &lt;strike&gt;cominciare a dimenticarti&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... a poco a poco ...&lt;br /&gt;e so già che non ne sarei capace.&lt;br /&gt;Tu ti ricorderai di me?&lt;br /&gt;O mi hai già archiviato come file infetto?&lt;br /&gt;Ricorda che sono &lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;incancellabile&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me lo ripetevi sempre...ricordi?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...che ha perso la cosa più cara che avesse&lt;br /&gt;che ha abbandonato ciò che non ritroverà mai)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-2569777210139609380?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/2569777210139609380/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=2569777210139609380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/2569777210139609380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/2569777210139609380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/10/einiziato-tutto-cosi-per-gioco-poi-e.html' title=''/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-1362083003623323116</id><published>2009-10-27T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T17:59:48.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yamashita tomohisa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yamapi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ikuta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>AAA: dOrama cercasi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2a77xwo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nel frattempo cerca disperatamente &lt;b&gt;Tokio&lt;/b&gt;, un vecchio drama con Sho Sakurai che Kawaioso come al solito entra nella mia testa con insistenza e sorride aspettando che io trovi quel maledetto drama &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Per ora finisco Buzzer Beat, sono arrivata all'ultima puntata, ma non ho il coraggio di cliccare ►PLAY&lt;br /&gt;
Avrei tanta voglia di andarmene però...pechè in certi giorni come questo la noia si fa reale&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;a  n  c  h  e  t  r  o  p  p  o  p  e  r  u  n  a  c  o  m  e  m  e  .  .  .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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ma forse non è noia...è il solito panico da finale inaspettato &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;
odio quando un Drama finisce!!! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/anecf4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;(... che vi lascia in regalo i due dolci visini di Toma-san e Yamashita-san ...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-1362083003623323116?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/1362083003623323116/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=1362083003623323116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1362083003623323116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1362083003623323116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/10/aaa-dorama-cercasi.html' title='AAA: dOrama cercasi'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/2a77xwo_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-1032712016207252092</id><published>2009-10-24T15:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T17:58:18.561-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yamashita tomohisa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daite senorita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yamapi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><title type='text'>yamashita tomohisa_addicted</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa61/EeveeTLarc/PLG/Asiaticos/5c55a06ff2c660_full.jpg" style="float: right;" width="230px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;In questi giorni sono completamente dipendente da &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ff99dd; font-size: 25px;"&gt;Yamapi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
non so esattamente se si tratta di droga &lt;br /&gt;
o è una semplice &lt;b&gt;sweety_cotta_autostoppistica&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
il problema qui è trascendente da ogni cosa o essere, &lt;br /&gt;
persino trascendente da Yamapi stesso &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;  che tu gli guardi il visino e dici: &lt;i&gt;"ke söriko!!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
poi gli togli i vestiti e ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;il visino non ti interessa più!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
tornando alla mia dipendenza &lt;i&gt;(di cui non abbiamo comunque smesso di parlare)&lt;/i&gt; ho cominciato a guardare tutti i drama possibili e immaginabili con Yamapi:&lt;br /&gt;
Nobuta wo Produce per la seconda volta, Kurosagi idem, Buzzer Beat, Dragon Zakura, Code Blue, mi preparo a vedere Stand up! ...&lt;br /&gt;
insomma...ci ho perso la testa, il cuore e pure qualche diottria xD&lt;br /&gt;
e non riesco a togliermi dalla mente la sua canzoncina...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background-color: #ffffe2; color: #000099;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
daite daite daite senoriita&lt;br /&gt;
tsuyoku tsuyoku tsuyoku hanasanai de&lt;br /&gt;
kazatte kakkou tsukezu ni soba ni oide yo&lt;br /&gt;
daite daite daite senoriita&lt;br /&gt;
tsuyoku tsuyoku tsuyoku hanasanai de&lt;br /&gt;
anata no sono kuchibiru ga jirettai no yo&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;(che stanotte sognerà Yamapi vestito da principessa che ha bisogno di essere salvato da me, il principe...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-1032712016207252092?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/1032712016207252092/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=1032712016207252092&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1032712016207252092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1032712016207252092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-questi-giorni-sono-completamente.html' title='yamashita tomohisa_addicted'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-2987633902916101014</id><published>2009-10-12T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T09:30:00.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='volare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ichigoshun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akai ito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;E dopo aver cambiato per l'ennesima volta la grafica del suo blog, eccola con un altro post interessante xD&lt;br&gt;Sarebbe carino chiedersi cosa ci sia stato di interessante negli altri post...&lt;br&gt;beh me stessa ovvio!! ùù&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong style="color:#ff0088;"&gt;YOSH!&lt;/strong&gt; xD &lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;dopo aver imparato questo splendido suono onomatopeiko lo ripeterò fino alla nausea...tutto per colpa di due tizi troppo jappi per essere anche abbastanza vicini al mio ideale di uomo&lt;br&gt;ciò significa che me ne sono pazzamente innamorata&lt;/u&gt; xD&lt;/div&gt;

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&lt;div&gt;Ora pensavo di sparare qualche cavolata delle mie solite, ma forse oggi non sono ancora nel mood giusto. Potrei pensare all'ennesimo tentativo di volo, ma ora che sono salita su un aereo posso anche accantonare il sogno di farmi impiantare delle ali da fatina. L'aereo è meno faticoso! E poi mi metterei a piangere per la paura! &gt;.&lt; Ogni tanto mi capita di soffrire di vertigini...ma solo ogni tanto ...e sono certa che in quei &lt;u&gt;rari&lt;/u&gt; momenti scoppierei a piangere proprio come ieri sera...&lt;br&gt;no, non stavo volando, però stavo guardando le ultime puntate di &lt;strong&gt;Akai Ito&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;TERRIBILMENTE TRAGICHE!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br&gt;Sarebbe stato perfetto se sul finale uno dei due protagonisti avesse avuto un incidente mortale e l'altro sarebbe morto per donargli qualche organo xD&lt;br&gt;ma fortunatamente non è andata così ùù&lt;br&gt;Taka-chan sto dalla tua!! \m/ &lt;i&gt;(e chi vuole intendere, intenda...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="right"&gt;E dopo aver parlato di queste 4 cosette e aver urlato al mondo il mio &lt;strong style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ LOVE ♥&lt;/strong&gt; me ne vado...a studiare ancora un po'gli hiragana e a fare qualche quiz per la patente ùù&lt;br&gt;→ sperando in bene ←&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;(che ha appena iniziato a vedere Brother Beat e già ne è dipendente)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-2987633902916101014?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/2987633902916101014/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=2987633902916101014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/2987633902916101014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/2987633902916101014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/10/e-dopo-aver-cambiato-per-lennesima.html' title=''/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i36.tinypic.com/jh9clc_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-6304392322379698784</id><published>2009-10-07T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T17:55:21.315-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kattun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visual kei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miyavi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>let's music #01</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;mmm...today I want to speak about music...&lt;br /&gt;
I love too much music and in particular...&lt;b style="color: #ff0099;"&gt;THE CONCERTS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I think Live-music is the best music you can hear in your life&lt;br /&gt;
especially if the band or the singer is one of your favourites ♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;So, from today on, I'm going to write a lots about music...NO! About &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;MY music&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #0066ff;"&gt;I don't have a particular kind of music that I love...&lt;br /&gt;
but I have some special artist in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img alt="cinema bizarre" border="0" src="http://i28.tinypic.com/se4yro.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px; width: 260px;" /&gt;La prima band che ha il posto d'onore nel mio cuore sono i Cinema Bizarre&lt;br /&gt;
quei 5 angioletti, mi fanno sognare ogni volta che ascolto una loro canzone&lt;br /&gt;
e i loro concerti sono sempre emozionanti,&lt;br /&gt;
come se fossi rimasta ai miei 15 anni &lt;i&gt;(che poi poco ci manca...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Loro sono unici, inimitabili per me...&lt;br /&gt;
grazie a loro ho conosciuto persone splendide, sono stata in posti che non avrei mai visitato altrimenti...&lt;br /&gt;
ma soprattuto quando ascolto la loro musica, qualsiasi brutta sensazione svanisce...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img alt="miyavi" border="0" src="http://i25.tinypic.com/2zqg660.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 250px; margin: 0pt 10px; width: 200px;" /&gt;poi beh...&lt;b&gt;ovvio!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
CI SONO I MIEI JAPPO_HOTTIE BOY!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
primo fra tutti il grande &lt;u&gt;Miyavi&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
anche se devo ancora andare a cercarmi le traduzioni per capire i testi,&lt;br /&gt;
la sua musica al contrario raggiunge sempre il mio cervello e lo svuota facendomi impazzire &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; di come suona la chitarra poi...&lt;b&gt;NON PARLIAMONE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Ho avuto la fortuna di vederlo live a Milano, lo scorso 04 ottobre →→→ UNFORGETTABLE!&lt;br /&gt;
e poi ...voglio sottolinearlo...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;u&gt;&lt;b style="color: #00dd99;"&gt;è uno dei massimi esponenti del Visual-Kei♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img alt="kat-tun" border="0" src="http://i30.tinypic.com/fwo9xw.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px; width: 260px;" /&gt;finisco il post parlando dei &lt;b&gt;KAT-TUN&lt;/b&gt;...che non sono sei ragazzi...&lt;br /&gt;
sono sei concentrati di sex-appeal xD specialmente Junnosuke-san...il più Kawaii &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;__&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
sono molto pop, e fanno sorpattutto musica per j-drama, anche perchè la maggior parte dei componenti fa anche l'attore&lt;br /&gt;
non so cos'abbiano di speciale, ma li adoro! ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;(che vi invita ad ascoltare e guardare il video che ha caricato sul blog...)&lt;br /&gt;
((e soprattutto chiede umilmente perdono per il misto di lingue, ma aveva voglia di un po'di inglese...))&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-6304392322379698784?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/6304392322379698784/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=6304392322379698784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/6304392322379698784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/6304392322379698784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/10/lets-music-01.html' title='let&apos;s music #01'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.tinypic.com/se4yro_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-8453170165623858476</id><published>2009-09-18T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T07:29:51.135-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akihabara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokyo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ichigoshun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shibuya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lolita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harajuku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 0 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://condor.blog.rai.it/files/2009/04/card_captor_sakura005.jpg" border="0" alt="sakura haruno" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;"&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Konnichiwa!!!&lt;br&gt;
Today is my perfect day ♥&lt;br&gt;I'm kawaii, excited, in dreaming_mode and HappYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;I'm waiting...but this expectation is the best *-*&lt;br&gt;HAI! It's "expectation", not "waiting" ... &lt;br&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(150, 96, 150);"&gt;'cause it will be the best time of this year!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div style="margin:100px 0 0 0;"&gt;&lt;img style=" text-position:bottom;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.mydisguises.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/akihabara.jpg" border="0" alt="akihabara" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nel frattempo imparo...imparo un sacco di cose...&lt;br&gt;con il Jappo sto andando avanti e mi sembra sempre più difficile xD&lt;br&gt;però ringrazio &lt;u&gt;ichigOshun&lt;/u&gt; che mi da sempre una manina e anche &lt;u&gt;Jim-sama&lt;/u&gt; *-*&lt;br&gt;ieri sera mi ha insegnato&lt;br&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;oyasumiinasai watashi no ai&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;div style="width:500px; text-align:center; margin:100px;"&gt;imparo imparo imparo....imparo perkè mi sento un po'come Kintaro, mi manca solo la bicicletta e la skiera di gnokke che si innamorano di me xD&lt;br&gt;imparo perchè voglio realizzare il mio sogno,&lt;br&gt;voglio andare in Giappone, no di più!&lt;br&gt;Voglio andare a &lt;strong style="font-size:20px; color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tokyo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Voglio far riflettere le luci sbraluccicanti di Shibuya nei miei occhi facendo shopping a Ginza e prendendo da bere in un MaidCafè di Akihabara, per poi fare un salto alla statua di Hachiko e correre sul ponte di Harajuku vestita da GothLoli, per finire poi la nottata a Kabukicho con qualke &lt;i style="color:#008888;"&gt;interessante&lt;/i&gt; ragazzo jappo di un HostClub xD&lt;/div&gt; 





&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;(che ha perso il cervello in una drama pomeridiano per adolescenti depresse)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-8453170165623858476?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/8453170165623858476/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=8453170165623858476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/8453170165623858476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/8453170165623858476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/09/konnichiwa-today-is-my-perfect-day-im.html' title=''/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-4373832153447309902</id><published>2009-09-13T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T10:56:18.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ichigoshun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ikuta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainbow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oguri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><title type='text'>ichigOshun x ichigOviky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Giornata panikosa?? di più...&lt;br&gt;Quando meno te lo aspetti ekko ke appare l'arcobaleno *-*&lt;br&gt;ichigOshun-sama tu sei il mio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ar&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ridere&lt;br&gt;e passare il pomeriggio a chiacchierare delle cose più stupide che esistono,&lt;br&gt;parlare di niente e sorridersi come due scemi,&lt;br&gt;e passare la serata a guardare j-dOrama insieme,&lt;br&gt;senza sapere che il tempo passa,&lt;br&gt;senza accorgerci che sono ormai le sei del mattino...&lt;br&gt;Sarebbe fantastico se potesse durare per sempre&lt;br&gt;sarebbe un sogno se quel J-dOrama potesse non avere una fine...&lt;br&gt;Divertirsi a prendersi in giro,&lt;br&gt;tu che parli solo di quanto sia bravo Oguri Shun&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/aea6v8.jpg" alt="oguri shun" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/6r7k9f.jpg" alt="oguri shun" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/2a5y9lk.jpg" alt="oguri shun" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/rlcqv6.jpg" alt="oguri shun" /&gt;
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e io che continuo a ripetere che Ikuta Toma è più Kawaii...&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/2bnouw.jpg" alt="ikuta toma" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/15gebtg.jpg" alt="ikuta toma" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/fpcjva.jpg" alt="ikuta toma" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/xm60z4.jpg" alt="ikuta toma" /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;arigato ichigOshun&lt;/strong&gt;...voglio rivederti presto&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/dvo668.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center" style="background-image: url(http://i30.tinypic.com/122hf03.jpg); align:center; width:500px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/2i27f2t.jpg" alt="oguri shun" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/34ru53c.jpg" alt="ikuta toma" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;vedremo chi la spunterà xD&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;(che si rikorderà di portare il cappuccio "al cacao" la prossima volta)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-4373832153447309902?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/4373832153447309902/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=4373832153447309902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/4373832153447309902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/4373832153447309902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/09/ichigoshun-x-ichigoviky.html' title='ichigOshun x ichigOviky'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i30.tinypic.com/aea6v8_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-1669633572391633951</id><published>2009-09-11T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T09:21:16.625-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pazzia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensieri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='window'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad day'/><title type='text'>pensieri confusi osservando il mondo da una finestra</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Ascolto &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Je ne regrette rien&lt;/span&gt; dei &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CinBiz&lt;/span&gt; e penso che anch'io vorrei tanto non rimpiangere nulla ...&lt;br&gt;Vorrei scappare, vorrei restare e vorrei pensare meno al futuro e più al presente ...&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;Non ci riesco mai abbastanza!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;E così resto bloccata in questo limbo, chiacchierando di me stessa e di tutto ciò ke è più inutile in questo mondo, perchè ciò ke è inutile è ciò di cui ho veramente bisogno ...&lt;br&gt;Come quando da bambino desideri tanto quei giocattoli costosi che poi ti accorgi non serviranno a nulla se non a farti sorridere per un battito d'ali ...&lt;br&gt;Voglio essere come quel giocattolo ... voglio farti sorridere per un secondo e poi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;scomparirecomeunacometachecadelentanelvuotoenonvedraimaipiù&lt;/span&gt;...perkè la tua vita è troppo corta per aspettare il mio ritorno...&lt;br&gt;Parole deprimenti oggi...solo deprimenti parole uscite fuori da una mente che farebbe meglio a smettere di pensare...andare in stanby per un po'&lt;br&gt;Ma nemmeno...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Arresto del sistema definitivo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ora vatene pensiero ... rivoglio indietro al mia stupidità!&lt;br&gt;E urlando mi accorgo che basta il suo dolce sorriso per farmi stare di nuovo meglio...&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;PLAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;...ho rikominciato a smettere di pensare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;...ho rikominciato a vivere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-1669633572391633951?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/1669633572391633951/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=1669633572391633951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1669633572391633951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1669633572391633951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/09/pensieri-confusi-osservando-il-mondo-da.html' title='pensieri confusi osservando il mondo da una finestra'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i25.tinypic.com/2u8w551_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-3233352300074151334</id><published>2009-09-09T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T10:52:47.787-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shota'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ikuta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensieri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matsuda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><title type='text'>nothing to do so...jdrama_time</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 124px;" src="http://i29.tinypic.com/2dmav49.jpg" border="0" alt="cinema bizarre" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;KONNICHIWA!!!&lt;br&gt;It's such a long time ^^&lt;br&gt;
Now I'm not busy at all and I'm very happy&lt;br&gt;In 16days I'll see CinBiz in concert *-*&lt;br&gt;I can't wait!!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 170px;" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/kec8z6.jpg" border="0" alt="matsuda shota" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this period I used to lost myself in J-dOramas 'cause I wished to dream ...&lt;br&gt;I watched again &lt;i&gt;Bambino!, Hana Yori Dango&lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;Maou&lt;/i&gt; and I've add to my list &lt;i&gt;Jotei&lt;/i&gt; with an amazing Matsuda Shota *-*&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;But when I think of drama, my mind is overfull of him...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0099"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Only Godness: Ikuta Toma-sama!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/f0dn55.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;So I spent a whole night watching Majo Saiban *-*&lt;br&gt;and I can't think it ended like that ùù&lt;br&gt;I want a second season xD&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Now I've nothing to do as always...but I think it could be better to do nothing xD&lt;br&gt;I know, I'm going mad&lt;br&gt;TU-TU...Moshimoshi! *calling mental hospital* xD&lt;br&gt;I love you all but I can have sex just with someone xD&lt;br&gt;
Ja ne guys  &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;♥♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;




&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/64f8rb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-3233352300074151334?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/3233352300074151334/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=3233352300074151334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/3233352300074151334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/3233352300074151334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing-to-do-sojdramatime.html' title='nothing to do so...jdrama_time'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/2dmav49_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-2114055645872044653</id><published>2009-08-10T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T11:14:57.107-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ricordi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ikuta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensieri'/><title type='text'>#@ùà?@!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Mi ricordo che un giorno incontrai un ragazzo...
La sua immagine è confusa nella mia mente, proprio come il suo nome ... iniziava per L ...
solo questo ricordo.
Mi disse: &lt;strong&gt;"ciao! tu abiti qua?"&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;"No, perchè? tu conosci qualcuno che abita in una stazione dei treni?"&lt;/strong&gt;
Si mise a ridere. Mi piacque subito la sua risata.
&lt;strong&gt;"Sei simaptica, vai verso Vercelli?"
"Già anche tu?"&lt;/strong&gt;
Annuì.
&lt;strong&gt;"Bene, allora possiamo fare il viaggio insieme. Odio i treni a quest'ora, c'è sempre un sacco di gente poco raccomandabile".
"Quindi io non ti sembro un tipo poco raccomandabile?"
"Hai la faccia da bravo ragazzo, non preoccuparti, non ti salto addosso".&lt;/strong&gt;
Rise di nuovo.
Mi chiesi se era circostanza o se mi trovava davvero simaptica.
La sua risata però, sembrava sincera.
Ci sedemmo uno accanto all'altro e cominciammo a chiacchierare del più e del meno.
Perchè viaggi, cosa studi, che lavoro fai, che progetti hai, dove vivi...poi mi accorsi che non sapevo nemmeno il suo nome!
&lt;strong&gt;"Ma...scusa! Io sono viky piacere, tu come ti chiami?"&lt;/strong&gt;
Rise ancora.
&lt;strong&gt;"Piacere L..."&lt;/strong&gt;
Ricordo che mi innamorai di lui. Che pensai a lui finchè non tornai a casa.
Poi mi addormentai e si perse fra tutte le altre piccole memorie troppo brevi per essere altrettanto importanti.
Mi è tornato alla mente oggi, mentre giravo per un supermercato...
Non so perchè, so che però è successo...
Oo Forse è morto e il suo spiritello ha voluto lasciare una traccia di sè!
&lt;strike&gt;No va beh non voglio cominciare con le mie solite frenesie!!&lt;/strike&gt; xD&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;la domanda da porsi è:
&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PERCHè CI RICORDIAMO SEMPRE DI QUESTE COSE, QUANDO ORMAI CI SONO SFUGGITE ??
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(voi sapreste rispondere?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;
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un piccolo folletto Hottie e Kawaii,
allieta sempre le giornate di una fatina frivola e fancazzista&lt;/div&gt;

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&lt;div&gt;Era un giorno come tanti quando la fatina dell'assenzio le fece visita...
Pensò fosse pazzia, la sua...
Poi si accorse che era solo un po'di noia
e decise di accogliere la fatina fra le sue labbra.
Ora tutto è cambiato da allora...
Oggi poi, la tristezza è di casa.
Non sa nemmeno lei perchè, ma aver detto quelle brutte cose su quella persona e non essersene pentita neanche un po'le fa ancora male.
Troppo male per una stupida 15enne_fake che non sa ancora niente della vita e si diverte a giocare alla ragazza intelligente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;... e decide il suo destino e non decide nemmeno quello e oggi scrive senza punteggiatura e non scrive niente in realtà perchè nemmeno lei sa cosa scrivere ma continua a muovere le dita sulla tastiera tanto che sta per diventare pazza progetta urla canta ascolta osserva e vede solo pazzi e scimmie salterine è una visione si chiede ma certo ke no è soltanto il mondo che si nasconde dalla realtà e con questa convinzione in testa si spara un bichiera di vodka alla menta e va a dormire sperando che domani un maggiordomo inglese dai capelli corvini le proponga di giocare alla roulette russa con dei bignè alla fragola bevendo un thè pomeridiano corretto con aperol e ghiaccio a forma di stella ascoltando musica italiana anni sessanta e aspettando una morte improvvisa per avvelenamento da chiacchiere maligne con vecchie vestite di panno che pensano che il mondo sia tutto loro e poi si prostrano ai piedi di un dio sadico ipocrite vecchie inglesi ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;Ora vorebbe tanto andare in Inghilterra ùù&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/2rnws4g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-8173743685505558217?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/8173743685505558217/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=8173743685505558217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/8173743685505558217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/8173743685505558217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/08/ciao.html' title='...###@ciao'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i3.tinypic.com/24l9dtg_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-1171988073109865994</id><published>2009-07-30T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:03:03.943-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tongue'/><title type='text'>lingue...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images-srv.leonardo.it/progettiweb/fotoscatti/blog/bacio-hotel-de-ville%20Robert%20Doinsneau.jpg" /&gt;
Si sfiorarono nella loro timidezza…
Era la prima volta per tutte e due…
Avevano timore di sbagliare,di essere troppo inesperte…
Poi la passione le prese e cominciarono a toccarsi con sempre più foga…
Si stavano amando nella loro felicità e danzavano insieme coordinate come se sapessero l’una le mosse dell’altra,come se avessero provato per una recita mille e mille volte…
Erano tutte umide e calde,morbide e dolci…
Erano amanti gentili e innamorate follemente e strofinandosi capirono di aver trovato la propria metà…
Capirono di volersi,&lt;div&gt;desiderarsi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amarsi…&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-1171988073109865994?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/1171988073109865994/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=1171988073109865994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1171988073109865994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1171988073109865994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/07/lingue.html' title='lingue...'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-2254300484973522138</id><published>2009-07-27T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T16:51:58.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sensazioni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pazzia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleeping beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malefica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ispirazione'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampiri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honorè de balzac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sfogo'/><title type='text'>pensieri confusi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ogni tanto comincia a pensare e non riesce più a fermarsi.&lt;br&gt;Ha appena finito di vedere &lt;a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/LIFE" target="_blank"&gt;Life#4&lt;/a&gt; e le è venuto da piangere.&lt;br&gt;Ha pensato a quanto può essere crudele un carnefice&lt;br&gt;e a quanto può essere fragile una vittima...&lt;br&gt;A volte si sente un po'vittima...&lt;br&gt;ma spesso è carnefice e questo non va bene&lt;br&gt;Vuole provare a cambiare, ma sarà difficile...&lt;br&gt;Lei è nata così...crudele per natura, &lt;br&gt;un po'gnokka, poko cervello e tanta furbizia.&lt;br&gt;e allora si lascia trasportare da se stessa...&lt;br&gt;perkè fare del male agli altri spesso è un'arte&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Il male non è forse che un piacere violento.&lt;br&gt;Chi potrebbe stabilire il punto esatto in cui il piacere diventa male&lt;br&gt;e quello in cui il male è ancora piacere?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(Honorè De Balzac)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Ripensandoci ora...le viene quasi voglia di ricominciare a studiare,&lt;br&gt;ma questo è solo delirio da notte insonne passata a guardare drama strappa_lacrime e a pensare ke un giorno anche lei potrà diventare l'eroina di una magika storia d'amore.&lt;br&gt;Un po'come &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Malefika&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;i&gt;The Sleeping Beauty...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;L'eroina era lei, la donna che voleva ad ogni costo salvare il proprio onore e vendicasi del torto subito. La Bella Addormentata non è stata altro che una comparsa persistente che nemmeno parlava, perennemente sdraiata in un letto di rovi aspettando un principe azzurro chiamato Filippo [ ...e già qui .-. nda], colui che non riuscì nemmeno ad alzare la spada contro un Drago ùù e menomale che era aiutato dallo Scudo di Virtù xD&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Ora questa pikkola ninfomane di vaniglia se ne va a letto&lt;br&gt;perkè è già stankina e perkè vuole tornare a sognare...&lt;br&gt;Buonanotte vampireske presenze di passaggio,&lt;br&gt;un bacio sulla fronte &lt;br&gt;e un sorriso di circostanza a tutti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-2254300484973522138?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/2254300484973522138/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=2254300484973522138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/2254300484973522138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/2254300484973522138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/07/pensieri-confusi.html' title='pensieri confusi'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-1693836493577275569</id><published>2009-07-26T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T13:52:01.791-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zettai kareshi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hiro mizushima'/><title type='text'>zettai.Kareshi#4,Hiro Mizushima</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://orion-beat.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/090209hm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 290px;" src="http://orion-beat.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/090209hm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pensavo ke scrivere qualcosa di nuovo sarebbe stato carino...&lt;div&gt;La qui presente fatina del ca**o ha appena finito di vedere &lt;b&gt;Zettai Kareshi #04&lt;/b&gt; e le è piaciuto un botto!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hiro Mizushima diventa sempre più sexy 8Q___   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:15;"&gt;→&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;poi pensi...Ora lo voglio vedere assolutamente in Hana-Kimi e Mei-chan No Shitsuji e invece...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TORRENT NON SCARICA!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Vorra dire che tornerò alle mie rime da idiota scaricata in un pozzo da qualcuno ke non sopportava più la sua crescita smisurata dei capelli ùù&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E se Sadako non viene a prendermi per questa frase ... allora non viene più xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-1693836493577275569?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/1693836493577275569/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=1693836493577275569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1693836493577275569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1693836493577275569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/07/zettaikareshi4hiro-mizushima.html' title='zettai.Kareshi#4,Hiro Mizushima'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-4520510681524445606</id><published>2008-12-02T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T16:22:47.852-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pazzia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goth'/><title type='text'>#madness02.dEa</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color:#ff00ff;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color:#ff00ff;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color:#ff00ff;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color:#ff00ff;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color:#ff00ff;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color:#ff00ff;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color:#ff00ff;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color:#ff00ff;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color:#ff00ff;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color:#ff00ff;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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se sei riuscito a leggere allora hai capito kosa mi serve...già, ho proprio voglia di quella pazzia ke ti riempie il cervello...quella pazzia ke nn ti fa pensare ad altro se nn a tutto il resto...quella pazzia ke ti fa uscire da te stessa e ti fa sentire &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DeA&lt;/span&gt; in mezzo agli uomini mortali e meskini...&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h3 align="center"&gt;se 1 giornò rinascerò &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DeA&lt;/span&gt;, farò del mio &lt;strike&gt;sangue&lt;/strike&gt;, &lt;strike&gt;nettare&lt;/strike&gt; x dissetarmi...&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;gothdollz:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; una cannibale!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;O.O &lt;/span&gt;
perchè appari sempre nel momento meno opportuno?
&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;gothdollz:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; che posso farci io?? &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;U.U&lt;/span&gt; è la tua stupidità che mi crea!&lt;/span&gt;
se io fossi abbastanza stupida ti avrei già uccisa
&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;gothdollz:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; se tu fossi abbastanza stupida, ti saresti già uccisa da sola&lt;/span&gt; U.U
ma che diskorsi fai! mika adesso i rinkoglioniti sono suicidi!
&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;gothdollz:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; U.U &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no, i rinkoglioniti no&lt;/span&gt; U.U
cosa vorresti dire?
&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;gothdollz:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; niente niente&lt;/span&gt; U.U &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lo sai ke tu mi piaci vero? &lt;/span&gt;
grazie!!
&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;gothdollz:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; come un palo piantato nel culo&lt;/span&gt; U.U
lo prendo per un complimento e poi a te piace
&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;gothdollz:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cosa?&lt;/span&gt; O.O
fisting! me l'ha detto pablo
&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;gothdollz:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pablo chi? &lt;/span&gt;
pablo, la magnifika guida di Barcellona 2007, ricordi?
&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;gothdollz:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ah, il ricciolino latino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Io &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;preferivo miglioni di volte il tipo nudo sulla Ramblas&lt;/span&gt; *ç*
ma perkè tu sei perversa! E cattiva! E finirai all'inferno prima o poi
&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;gothdollz:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; con le pere cotte??&lt;/span&gt;
esatto, con le pere cotte
&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;gothdollz:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;le pere cotte nuuuu!!!! mi terrorizzano quelle puttane!&lt;/span&gt;
ma nn sono puttane! sono fatine magike...
&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;gothdollz:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -.- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sn magike quanto il mio culo
&lt;/span&gt;ma hai finito di nominarlo??? mi fa anke un po'skifo immaginarmi il tuo kulo sai??
&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;gothdollz:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;perkè??&lt;/span&gt; O.o
perchè oggi sono Sweety e quindi non concepisco il fetish
&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;gothdollz:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; allora oggi mi stai antipatika...me ne vado da Sid a fumare una Lucky Strike&lt;/span&gt; U.U
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;YEAH!!! La troia gothika se n'è andata!
Ed ora my blogguz siamo soltanto io e te ^^
Devo dirti una kosa!
I Cbuzzoli hanno avuto un'iniziativa paniko!
Mi hanno tirato su il morale ^^
Ogni notte fino alla viglia di Natale posteranno un loro videuzzo...
e i loro videuzzi si sa, sono speciali U.U&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I videuzzi li potete trovare esattamente...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUI &lt;/strong&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinema-bizarre.de/xmas/eng/"&gt;http://www.cinema-bizarre.de/xmas/eng/&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now...a bit of my vanity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...aviator_mode...

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s287.photobucket.com/albums/ll128/viky-chan_sweety/photo%20of%20me/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1011096punk.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width:437px;height:320px" height="627" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll128/viky-chan_sweety/photo%20of%20me/P1011096punk.jpg" width="556" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nn so xkè ma in sta foto mi sento tanto un pilota di aeroplani (ke baka ;p)
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ps: Mi ero dimentikata una cosa &lt;span style="background-;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;impo!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Troia ti adoro!!!&lt;/u&gt; Ma rikordati &lt;u&gt;la regola del 3&lt;/u&gt;!!!!
&lt;em&gt;E ci siamo capiti...vero amo?????&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Tra l'altro ieri era &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;la gg mondiale dell'AIDS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e tu nn m hai nemmeno regalato un condom! *me piange*
beh me li sn guadagnati da me ;p
&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:100%;color:#ff0080;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ciau troietta del paniko Centralino! (ti ho anke messo un kolore da troietta ;p)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;Ascoltando:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emilie Autumn - Opheliac&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-4520510681524445606?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/4520510681524445606/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=4520510681524445606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/4520510681524445606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/4520510681524445606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2008/12/madness02dea.html' title='#madness02.dEa'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll128/viky-chan_sweety/photo%20of%20me/th_P1011096punk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-1768717496843689329</id><published>2008-11-28T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T11:45:10.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visual kei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luminor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>lumi-chan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;viky-chan è un po'depressa...un po'tanto depressa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ed è soltanto colpa di un dolcissimo &lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;font-size:100%;color:#00b0f0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;chiaro di luna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lumi-chan&lt;/u&gt; è sparito dalle scene qualche mese fa, ma io non mi sono preoccupata più di tanto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vista la sua indole un po'solitaria, ho pensato: avrà bisogno di un po'di tranquillità.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forse avrei fatto meglio a preokkuparmi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ora &lt;u&gt;lumi-chan&lt;/u&gt; è sparito davvero...ha deciso di lasciare definitavemente i Cinema Bizarre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E mi ha reso triste...troppo triste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E pensare ke stanotte ho sognato ke moriva.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si dice ke sognare la morte di una persona gli allunghi la vita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eppure io sentivo qualkosa...qualkosa ke doveva succedere, ma speravo tanto fosse qualkosa di bello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qualkosa ke mi avrebbe fatto sorridere...sorridere veramente, sinceramente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;"&gt;E invece, mi viene soltanto da piangere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://s287.photobucket.com/albums/ll128/viky-chan_sweety/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LuminorClips.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll128/viky-chan_sweety/LuminorClips.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;...tutto questo è dedikato a te... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;...Luminor... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;...my Moonlight... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;...la mia dolce fatina gothika...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/luminor" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width:275px;height:187px" height="223" alt="cinema bizarre luminor Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll128/viky-chan_sweety/25909250.jpg" width="355" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:40;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0080;"&gt;I MISS HIM...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0080;"&gt;...HIS MAGICAL VOICE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/luminor" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width:264px;height:181px" height="261" alt="cinema bizarre luminor Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll128/viky-chan_sweety/25628221.jpg" width="334" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://s287.photobucket.com/albums/ll128/viky-chan_sweety/luminor/?action=view&amp;amp;current=27427686.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width:148px;height:203px" height="286" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll128/viky-chan_sweety/luminor/27427686.jpg" width="153" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0080;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HIS GOTHIK POSES...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0080;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;...HIS SWEETNESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:#ff0080;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://s287.photobucket.com/albums/ll128/viky-chan_sweety/luminor/?action=view&amp;amp;current=139.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll128/viky-chan_sweety/luminor/139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;   Rikordati ke rimarrai per sempre nel mio cuore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Grazie a te e ai CB ho conosciuto le mie adorate Cibbine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Non potrei mai dimetnikarti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                ...mai...&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll128/viky-chan_sweety/l_c711cc2890bf593ba79156f94cec19-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-1768717496843689329?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/1768717496843689329/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=1768717496843689329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1768717496843689329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1768717496843689329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2008/11/lumi-chan.html' title='lumi-chan'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll128/viky-chan_sweety/luminor/th_27427686.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-9180953723577921958</id><published>2008-11-28T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T11:39:37.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ispirazione'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sfogo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s206.photobucket.com/albums/bb246/manny_aboveallelse/?action=view&amp;amp;current=HappyDancingStar.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Happy Dancing Star" src="http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb246/manny_aboveallelse/HappyDancingStar.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff00ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff00ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;✖&lt;/span&gt;... ℓō\/ε  ℓ!кε  ค  мōν!ε  ઽ†&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;® ...&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;✖&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;✖&lt;/span&gt;... ρค®†γ  ℓ!кε  ค  ®ōςк  ઽ†&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;® ...&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;✖&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;✖&lt;/span&gt;... ƒυςк  ℓ!кε  ค  ρō®η  ઽ†&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;® ...&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;✖&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Wuao this Star is very very sweety!!! And this line is very cool! I luv them...
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wuao questa stella è molto molto sweety!!! E questa frase è molto cool! Le amo...&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b206/xxnatexx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=brokencopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="stock of broken dream sig" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b206/xxnatexx/brokencopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7030a0;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;...My Broken Dreams...&lt;/span&gt;
...My Broken Dreams...
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#7030a0;"&gt;...My Broken Dreams...
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7030a0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...My Broken Dreams...
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...My Broken Dreams...
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...My Broken Dreams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#7030a0;"&gt;ArE gOiN' iNcReAsInGlY fAr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-9180953723577921958?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/9180953723577921958/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=9180953723577921958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/9180953723577921958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/9180953723577921958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-2748818977367263092</id><published>2008-11-27T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T11:34:50.815-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sensazioni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampiri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pazzia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oneshot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yaoi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morte'/><title type='text'>vampiri.paniko.fisting.Papa.freud.crow.14.pollon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;
ho un dubbio esistenziale ke se non lo risolvo m tartasserà quel cervello ke ho dimentikato sul tram...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;va beh, vorrà dire ke dmn vado alle makkinette e me ne compro un altro...
Il dubbio è:&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;font-size:180%;color:#7030a0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ma kome trombano i vampiri ?!?!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;cioè...riassumiamo...
i vampiri sono clinikamente&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;M.O.R.T.I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;quindi non gli pompa il sangue nelle vene
e allora kome trombano?!?! O.O *shock*&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;su questo potrei tirarne su un saggio di 2500 pagine ma sarebbe tempo sprekato u.u
Un sakko di people m ha risposto su &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; e devo dire ke le opzioni sn state veramente ardue da catalogare. Metto le best!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color:#ffffff;color:#000000;" &gt;♠&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ma dai&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;è l'amore&lt;/span&gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♠ &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kiava la vita&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; non farti kiavare da essa&lt;/span&gt; (-.- una volta era il sakè ndviky)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color:#ffffff;color:#000000;" &gt;♠&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;guarda ke i vampiri ce l'hanno sempre in tiro xkè sn freddi&lt;/span&gt; ( a me pare un ossimoro)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♠ &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;prendono il viagra&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; non lo sapevi&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hanno anke una certa età&lt;/span&gt; U.U&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color:#ffffff;color:#000000;" &gt;♠&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;l'importante non è come si tromba&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; ma ke si trombi&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Io direi ke l'ultima non fa una piega U.U &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;soprattutto se la riportiamo alla cugy che in questo momento starà sikuramente sodomizzando qualke people di sesso maskile
cugy, basta sodomizzare bill kaulitz!!! è già abbastanza tapino così...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;e poi non dirmi ke fare fisting non rilassa...molto più ke leggere quel kokainomane di fReUd...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="right"&gt;ke poi, fReUd...ma non poteva tirarsi 2 note invece di inventare la psikanalisi???&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Facciamo un esempio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;
una come me, a kui manka persino la materia prima, ovvero il cervello, &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;ke non connette la lingua con la mente, ke forse la mente nemmeno ce l'ha! &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come kakkio fa ad avere un &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;"&gt;io&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; e un &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;"&gt;superio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; e balle varie?!? O.O
Se uno psikanalista dovesse cominciare una serie di sedute con me, credo ke komicerebbe a credere in Dio, o forse a pratikare l'harakiri. Del tipo ke un giorno andrò nel suo studio e mi ritroverò una segretaria sotto-shock, non perkè è technofolle, ma perkè davanti ha uno spettakolo a dir poko gothiko!
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color:#ff0000;color:#ffffff;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color:#ff0000;color:#ffffff;" &gt;E' pornografia!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;*crow_mode_on* &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;E quello ke sto skrivendo io, invece, è &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;eresia&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;lo so, prima o poi il Papa in persona leggerà il mio blog e mi farà bruciare viva. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Beh, non è male kome morte. Fa effetto! U.U e poi è molto gothik-style&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;anke se devo aggiungere una nota della cugy U.U
meglio morire trombando! &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;E a proposito di fiki-fiki beh...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;ho&lt;/u&gt; scientifikamente testato ke la maggior parte delle 14enni si mette con i raga più grandi solo perkè fa fiko. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;In realtà non è bello stare con un tipo più grande...ci sono diversi interessi, diverse amicizie...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;strike&gt;e vaffankulo a ki dice ke l'amore non ha età!&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;ok lo ammetto, sono una &lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;skifosa ipocrita&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Johnny Depp me lo farei volentieri se mi bussasse alla porta domani!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;       E Johnny ha più di 40 anni...sfiora i 46 se non sbaglio...ma nn vorrei dire kiocciole!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;La tokiohotellina qui presente, ammette inoltre, di sapere ke essere chiamata tokiohotellina equivale un po'a darsi della puttana. Ma in fondo io sono una bArBiE_aToMiKa...e le barbie atomike si sa...si rilassano con il fisting...AAA se trovate annunci tipo: "CB viky è una tokiohotellina e vi autorizzo a kiavarla a morte"... beh voi ignorate il messaggio e continuate le vostre pikkole vite. E'la pazzia della cugy a cui dediko un inkino *inkino*&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff8000;"&gt;oggi mi sento molto fetish...sarà la stagione dell'amore???&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gothdollz:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#548dd4;"&gt;ma viky-chan...è quasi inverno!!
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff8000;"&gt;carissima, la stagione dell'amore te la senti dentro! in primavera si impollinano gli animali, io mi impollino 400 giorni all'anno!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gothdollz:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#548dd4;"&gt;400 giorni all'anno??? ce ne sono solo 365!!!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ff8000;"&gt;*BANG* questo mondo è mio e diko ciò ke voglio, quindi non contraddirmi o ti faccio sodomizzare dalla cugy U.U&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;gothdollz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#548dd4;"&gt;nuuu!! TT ti pliz!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#00b050;"&gt;E cmq rikordate gente della notte: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00b050;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;questa è &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;radio_viky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#00b050;"&gt;e qui non importa se hai la &lt;u&gt;mazza&lt;/u&gt; o la &lt;u&gt;gnokka&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#00b050;"&gt;l'importante è come ti senti nell'&lt;u&gt;anima&lt;/u&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#00b050;"&gt;e queste cose fReUd nemmeno se le sognava di notte! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;u&gt;ps: durante la stesura di questa serie di parole messe in fila per sei con il resto di due...viky-chan stava askoltando...&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;color:#ff80c0;"&gt;☻ All the things she said - t.A.T.u.
☺ Tea Party With Zombies - Spectrum X
☻ We want cunt - Jeffree Star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;e poi è partita la sigla di Pollon...ma x sbaglio ovviamente U.U&lt;/u&gt; SEMBRA TALKO MA NON è...SERVE A DARTI L'ALLEGRIA! &lt;u&gt;e io qui quoterei e aggiungerei WiWa gli dei ke tirano koka e WiWa VasKo e gli da una mano&lt;/u&gt; ;p&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-2748818977367263092?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/2748818977367263092/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=2748818977367263092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/2748818977367263092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/2748818977367263092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2008/11/vampiripanikofistingpapafreudcrow14poll.html' title='vampiri.paniko.fisting.Papa.freud.crow.14.pollon'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-5929261645104616949</id><published>2008-10-16T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T11:31:17.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sensazioni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pazzia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ispirazione'/><title type='text'>lettura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="overflow:scroll;width:100%;height:250px"&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Oggi, non avendo alkun obbiettivo o occupazione, mi sono letta Madame Bovary di Flaubert. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Voi vi kiederete &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;"Beh, ke ti è successo viky-chan?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Non le leggevi quando dovevi e le leggi ora ke puoi farne a meno??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sikuramente la mia ex.prof di italiano se mai leggerà questo post, skuoterà la testa e dirà fra sè: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;"ke razza di ex.alunna" U.U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;E'proprio questo il bello. Fare qualkosa perkè vuoi farlo. Non perkè &lt;strike&gt;te lo impongono gli altri&lt;/strike&gt;. Non perkè &lt;strike&gt;bisogna farlo&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;→ Farlo perkè è 1 kosa inutile ←&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;In fondo le kose inutili sn anke le più belle...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;se non baglio O.Wilde aveva fatto dire qualkosa di simile a Lord Henry ne "Il ritratto di Dorian Grey".
Cmq ho trovato questo libro splendido! &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Soprattutto quando Emma si innamora di Léon...o quando muore.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;E il marito...ke povero inetto: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;ADORABILE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s287.photobucket.com/albums/ll128/viky-chan_sweety/for%20my%20blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=l-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll128/viky-chan_sweety/for%20my%20blog/l-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Ormai l'aveva fatta finita, pensava lei, con tutti i tradimenti, le bassezze e gli innumerevoli desideri che la torturavano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ora non odiava nessuno; un confuso crepuscolo calava sui suoi pensieri e, di tutti i rumori della terra, Emma sentiva solo il lamento intermittente del suo povero cuore, lento e indistinto, come l'ultima eco di una sinfonia che si allontana".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Madame Bovary - Flaubert)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-5929261645104616949?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/5929261645104616949/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=5929261645104616949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/5929261645104616949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/5929261645104616949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2008/10/lettura.html' title='lettura'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll128/viky-chan_sweety/for%20my%20blog/th_l-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-2110832766033825503</id><published>2008-07-26T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T10:54:02.234-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pazzia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><title type='text'>#butterfly poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s25.photobucket.com/albums/c91/lonesomeness/?action=view&amp;amp;current=dark.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="337" alt="dark butterfly" src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c91/lonesomeness/dark.jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s87.photobucket.com/albums/k152/rocknrollindiequeen/?action=view&amp;amp;current=butterflybackkopieic1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s323.photobucket.com/albums/nn480/becoolbehappy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=butterfly-11.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The butterfly flew on flowers
It was happy and sweet in its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strike&gt;naivety&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;...it has &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;flew&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
and &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;flew&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
and &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;flew&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s87.photobucket.com/albums/k152/rocknrollindiequeen/?action=view&amp;amp;current=butterflybackkopieic1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And it was thinking about its future&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;But a week was passed like a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;and the butterfly was fell down
on a green beautiful garden&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s37.photobucket.com/albums/e53/shiro21/?action=view&amp;amp;current=black-butterfly.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width:174px;height:90px" height="372" alt="butterfly" src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e53/shiro21/black-butterfly.gif" width="536" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
...its coffin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc13/AuroraAngelofNightmare/nature/?action=view&amp;amp;current=butterfly-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="butterfly" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc13/AuroraAngelofNightmare/nature/butterfly-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Handwriting';color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s37.photobucket.com/albums/e53/shiro21/?action=view&amp;amp;current=black-butterfly.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-2110832766033825503?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/2110832766033825503/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=2110832766033825503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/2110832766033825503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/2110832766033825503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/07/butterfly-poem.html' title='#butterfly poem'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc13/AuroraAngelofNightmare/nature/th_butterfly-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-1808139445830965184</id><published>2008-07-24T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T11:37:15.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I've listened to a fairy...
Oggi ho ascoltato una fata...
  She sang in a garden...dancing with flowers in her hair...
Cantava in un giardino...danzado con fiori fra i capelli...
  She was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...quiet...sweet...
Era &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;felice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...tranquilla...dolce...
  But now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; sing or dance...
Ma ora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;non è più in grado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; di cantare o danzare...
  she is silent...her smile is disappeard...
E'silenziosa...il suo sorriso è scomparso...
  And the magic in the garden is out...
E la magia nel giardino è finita...
  Now everything has lost the meaning...
Ora tutto ha perso significato...
  The one thing people know is what the black cat feels inside...
L'unica cosa che la gente sa è ciò che il gatto nero prova dentro...
  The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;satisfaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to give death...
La &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;soddisfazione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; di aver donato la morte...
  And the blood in its mouth is delicious...
E il sangue nella sua bocca è delizioso...
  And its smile is the same of someone who has find the Heaven...
E il suo sorriso è lo stesso di qualcuno che ha trovato il Paradiso...
  And has killed the God...
E che ha ucciso il Dio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   And has replaced it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E che lo ha rimpiazzato...
  Now nothing has meaning...
Ora niente ha significato...
  Even these words...
Nemmeno queste parole...
  But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you continue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to read them...
Ma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tu continui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; a leggerle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-1808139445830965184?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/1808139445830965184/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=1808139445830965184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1808139445830965184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1808139445830965184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/07/poem.html' title='#poem'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-1667532744532309717</id><published>2008-07-20T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T11:37:35.273-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sensazioni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pazzia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sfogo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morte'/><title type='text'>just sadness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s251.photobucket.com/albums/gg297/Ke_13_666/blood/?action=view&amp;amp;current=blood-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width:134px;height:177px" height="201" alt="Blood Rose" src="http://i251.photobucket.com/albums/gg297/Ke_13_666/blood/blood-1.jpg" width="159" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s184.photobucket.com/albums/x239/ronnie57_2007/dark%20images/?action=view&amp;amp;current=death.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s218.photobucket.com/albums/cc290/animalslave/?action=view&amp;amp;current=blood.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt; Sometimes I think this world isn't the best...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;I scream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; without voice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; and nobody hears me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes I want &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;to be dead&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; and everything would go quiet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;without noises&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, without hurts, without disguises...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; just the immagination...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;my immagination&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the world could go down...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s129.photobucket.com/albums/p238/ghozt246/?action=view&amp;amp;current=blood.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width:38px;height:24px" height="172" alt="blood" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p238/ghozt246/blood.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; ┬|-|3   |)3@┬|-|   1$   ┬|-|3   o|\|3   \/\/@¥   ┬o   |_1\/3   1|\|   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:%C3%BE3@%C2%A93"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;þ3@©3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &amp;lt;&amp;lt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s129.photobucket.com/albums/p238/ghozt246/?action=view&amp;amp;current=blood.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width:36px;height:23px" height="172" alt="blood" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p238/ghozt246/blood.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s208.photobucket.com/albums/bb228/jazzzywazzysazzy/Emo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=emo-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width:197px;height:343px" height="366" alt="Emo" src="http://i208.photobucket.com/albums/bb228/jazzzywazzysazzy/Emo/emo-4.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A few time ago I read this:
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...DEATH IS NOT THE GREATEST LOSS OF LIFE...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...THE GREATEST LOSS IS WHAT DIES INSIDE WHILE PEOPLE LIVE...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...I'M SORRY...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...JUST WORDS...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s218.photobucket.com/albums/cc290/animalslave/?action=view&amp;amp;current=blood.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn31/gmkahuna/CN%20Images/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Blood.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Blood Drop" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn31/gmkahuna/CN%20Images/Blood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s208.photobucket.com/albums/bb228/jazzzywazzysazzy/Emo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=emo-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-1667532744532309717?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/1667532744532309717/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=1667532744532309717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1667532744532309717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1667532744532309717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-sadness.html' title='just sadness'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i251.photobucket.com/albums/gg297/Ke_13_666/blood/th_blood-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-3403801767200499058</id><published>2008-06-20T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T10:40:01.225-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mokona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sfogo'/><title type='text'>a bit of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img style="width:301px;height:226px" height="304" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll128/viky-chan_sweety/image-1.jpg" width="353" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;


&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Do you like loving?
Do you like hating?
Can you answer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;No...'cause you are just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;a ghost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;who looks for a place in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You are like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You are like us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You are like everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;...you love loving and hate hating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but at the same time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;...you hate loving and love hating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;
...it's the truth
...it's the truth without mistakes
...it's the truth
...but who knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img style="width:371px;height:99px" height="123" alt="mokona fluffy love" src="http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u286/tara_hime2/Tsubasa/Mokona-3.png" width="361" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-3403801767200499058?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/3403801767200499058/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=3403801767200499058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/3403801767200499058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/3403801767200499058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2008/06/bit-of-me.html' title='a bit of me'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u286/tara_hime2/Tsubasa/th_Mokona-3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-5637757965390706000</id><published>2008-06-02T14:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:37:49.873-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sensazioni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><title type='text'>#poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I've listened to a fairy...
Oggi ho ascoltato una fata...
She sang in a garden...dancing with flowers in her hair...
Cantava in un giardino...danzado con fiori fra i capelli...
She was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...quiet...sweet...
Era &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;felice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...tranquilla...dolce...
But now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; sing or dance...
Ma ora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;non è più in grado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; di cantare o danzare...
she is silent...her smile is disappeard...
E'silenziosa...il suo sorriso è scomparso...
And the magic in the garden is out...
E la magia nel giardino è finita...
Now everything has lost the meaning...
Ora tutto ha perso significato...
The one thing people know is what the black cat feels inside...
L'unica cosa che la gente sa è ciò che il gatto nero prova dentro...
The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;satisfaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to give death...
La &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;soddisfazione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; di aver donato la morte...
And the blood in its mouth is delicious...
E il sangue nella sua bocca è delizioso...
And its smile is the same of someone who has find the Heaven...
E il suo sorriso è lo stesso di qualcuno che ha trovato il Paradiso...
And has killed the God...
E che ha ucciso il Dio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   And has replaced it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E che lo ha rimpiazzato...
Now nothing has meaning...
Ora niente ha significato...
Even these words...
Nemmeno queste parole...
But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you continue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to read them...
Ma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tu continui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; a leggerle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-5637757965390706000?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/5637757965390706000/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=5637757965390706000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/5637757965390706000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/5637757965390706000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2008/06/poem_02.html' title='#poem'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-1000719760959912487</id><published>2008-06-02T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:37:15.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pazzia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><title type='text'>#poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I've listened to a fairy...
Oggi ho ascoltato una fata...
 She sang in a garden...dancing with flowers in her hair...
Cantava in un giardino...danzado con fiori fra i capelli...
 She was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...quiet...sweet...
Era &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;felice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...tranquilla...dolce...
 But now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; sing or dance...
Ma ora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;non è più in grado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; di cantare o danzare...
 she is silent...her smile is disappeard...
E'silenziosa...il suo sorriso è scomparso...
 And the magic in the garden is out...
E la magia nel giardino è finita...
 Now everything has lost the meaning...
Ora tutto ha perso significato...
 The one thing people know is what the black cat feels inside...
L'unica cosa che la gente sa è ciò che il gatto nero prova dentro...
 The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;satisfaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to give death...
La &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;soddisfazione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; di aver donato la morte...
 And the blood in its mouth is delicious...
E il sangue nella sua bocca è delizioso...
 And its smile is the same of someone who has find the Heaven...
E il suo sorriso è lo stesso di qualcuno che ha trovato il Paradiso...
 And has killed the God...
E che ha ucciso il Dio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   And has replaced it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E che lo ha rimpiazzato...
 Now nothing has meaning...
Ora niente ha significato...
 Even these words...
Nemmeno queste parole...
 But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you continue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to read them...
Ma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tu continui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; a leggerle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-1000719760959912487?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/1000719760959912487/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=1000719760959912487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1000719760959912487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1000719760959912487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2008/06/poem.html' title='#poem'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-7616223853581337985</id><published>2008-05-26T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:33:35.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sensazioni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pazzia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sfogo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morte'/><title type='text'>...death just death</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ccc1d9;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; 1  _/└┘$┬  |-|øþ3  ¥ø└┘  |-|3▲®  /\/\¥  $1|_3|\|┬  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ccc1d9;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;$©®3▲/\/\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ccc1d9;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(cinema bizarre)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee262/starvan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=alone.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="alone" src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee262/starvan/alone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm in the deepest blue in this period
I could let you down
but I'm just a star in the infinity
and so...I'm gonna crash like every other star
Please...save me!
I'm screaming "HELP"
But nobody turns to me!
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;M HERE, STUPID WORLD!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s166.photobucket.com/albums/u119/missbossy232/?action=view&amp;amp;current=lonely.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="lonely" src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u119/missbossy232/lonely.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:#548dd4;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I GO CREAZY IF YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND I'VE LOST MY HEART...IN THE BLUE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s299.photobucket.com/albums/mm319/pupupipi_yang/?action=view&amp;amp;current=07070702346706sy8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width:167px;height:257px" height="473" alt="lonely" src="http://i299.photobucket.com/albums/mm319/pupupipi_yang/07070702346706sy8.jpg" width="266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-7616223853581337985?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/7616223853581337985/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=7616223853581337985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/7616223853581337985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/7616223853581337985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/07/death-just-death.html' title='...death just death'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-8730167534967604914</id><published>2008-05-11T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:11:38.943-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sensazioni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ispirazione'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morte'/><title type='text'>OUR RED BED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;It's nine o'clock
and you lie next to me
in our red bed.
I haven't still understood
if this red means passion or blood.
I'm smoking a cigarette
thinking about,
"why?" I ask to myself,
but I've no answer.
Maybe it's both...
Your passion for me
and my blood
given to your jealousy.

You're teanted,
I've always known
But I used to close my eyes
dreaming a world
where you are my loved princess
with pink flowers on your head
and sweet big eyes
that look for the future in mine
and imagine our happy life together.

But our bed is red
and the clock lets me back from my dream.
The truth stays still in front of me:
you are not a sweet lovely princess,
you are a dark witch
who with her malicious deceptions
rapes my heart.

I could run away,
I could start a new life
in a new place
with a new love.
But it wouldn't be the same...
Therefore I stay here
in this red bed...
of passion...of blood...
I don't know,
but I keep on loving you...


&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;┼ viky-chan ┼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-8730167534967604914?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/8730167534967604914/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=8730167534967604914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/8730167534967604914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/8730167534967604914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2008/05/our-red-bed.html' title='OUR RED BED'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-6198076639003552595</id><published>2008-04-24T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:05:25.356-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='budapest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pazzia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fascismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comunismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='umorismo'/><title type='text'>im sorry *bow*</title><content type='html'>ok..I have to confess a sin...I've touched a communist!!!!! Please Great Kanzeon...Don't kill me!!! I know what I made but I was drunk!!! The proof...

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll128/viky-chan_sweety/my creations/P1010402-1.jpg" width="200" alt="viky communist" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-6198076639003552595?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/6198076639003552595/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=6198076639003552595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/6198076639003552595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/6198076639003552595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-sorry-bow.html' title='im sorry *bow*'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll128/viky-chan_sweety/my creations/th_P1010402-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-4708005784716673778</id><published>2008-03-24T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:00:29.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visual kei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pazzia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gazette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sfogo'/><title type='text'>it's madness !!</title><content type='html'>oh Godness...I'm falling in love again!!! It's not possible!!!! I must be stopped! Is there someone who wanna save me? I promise I'll love you for all your life! NO! AGAIN! I mustn't fall in love..have you understood, viky-chan? No, you have understood nothing...stupid stupid stupid...I'm a very stupid girl!!! ...but I love myself...how can I make? Sometime I think I'd be happier than a godness...if I just know an happy godness...gods are so boring...maybe it's the paradise! It's like an eternal happy dream...BLEAH!!!!!!! I wanna go to the Hell! Pleaseeeeee!!! I'm sure Hell is sweetier than paradise...I'm also sure in Hell people are happier and more enjoyed...isn't it? Hell it's like a Eurythmycs' sweet dream!!!! Samantha Fox always sings "Touch me" and Michael Jackson dreams to be like her! Oh Great Kanzeon Bosatsu give me a presents...let me go to the Hell! WHUAAAAAAAA!!!! STUPID GODNESSS!!! Not now but When I die!!! Tsk...IDIOT...it has the sense of humor like english people! WHUAAA!!! O.O Get out that dagger!!! Kanzeon! Get out that dagger!!! Not...not...NOT!!!! WHUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA *viky-chan run away* Please Kanzeon, pleaseeeeeee....TT
One desire...May I have one desire before I die? 
KANZEON: maybe...if you have to do... 
thanks Kanzeon *she bows* (stupid god!!!) So...For my last desire, I wanna see the Gazette!

&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-4708005784716673778?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/4708005784716673778/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=4708005784716673778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/4708005784716673778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/4708005784716673778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-madness.html' title='it&apos;s madness !!'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-7133488192068961408</id><published>2008-03-10T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T17:52:52.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sensazioni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oneshot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ispirazione'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sfogo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morte'/><title type='text'>tragedia xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Lei &lt;i&gt;*isterica*&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;:"Guardami! Smettila di ridere!! Perchè devi sempre prenderti gioco di me?! E io, stupida, che farei qualsiasi cosa per piacerti. Ormai sono il tuo burattino: mi vesto come piace a te, mi comporto come piace a te, sorrido e parlo come piace a te, piango persino come piace a te!! Sono diventata la tua donna ideale, perchè ancora non mi guardi? O meglio...mi guardi e ridi, che forse è ancora peggio che essere ignorata. Derisa dall'unica persona che è riuscita a rubare il mio cuore. Sono...sono...SONO PATETICA! Mi odio! Ed è tutta colpa tua! Perchè mi fai questo?! Non puoi per una volta soltanto, scendere dal tuo piedistallo e abbassarti al mio livello? Farmi capire solo per un momento, cosa c'è nella tua testolina? Ma no! Lui è un uomo! Non può perdere la sua virilità con una donnetta sempliciotta e ingenua come me. E io che credevo bastasse cambiare la mia immagine e il mio comportamento per poterti piacere anche solo un po'. Ma cosa devo fare per piacerti, eh?!? COSA!?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Lui &lt;i&gt;*occhi luccicanti a palla ed espressione filosofica*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; :"Sii te stessa, io non ti ho mai chiesto di cambiare".&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Lei &lt;i&gt;*shockata*&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;:"O.O MA SEI UN BASTARDO!! Adesso come faccio a tornare me stessa?!"&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Lui &lt;i&gt;*stessa espressione di prima, ma un po'più sofferente*&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;:"E io come faccio a saperlo?"&lt;br /&gt;
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Il ragazzo cadde a terra. Gli occhi spalancati, l'espressione terrorizzata. Lei, sorridendo dolcemente, lo fissò e nascose la pistola nella borsetta. Poi si chinò su di lui e dopo avergli stampato un bacio scarlatto sulla fronte, gli sussurrò:&lt;br /&gt;
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"Ora, secondo te, sono me stessa?"&lt;br /&gt;
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E se ne andò lasciandolo lì, ad affogare nel suo stesso sangue.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-7133488192068961408?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/7133488192068961408/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=7133488192068961408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/7133488192068961408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/7133488192068961408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2008/03/tragedia-xd.html' title='tragedia xD'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-7870035111744564543</id><published>2008-03-07T13:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T13:53:56.477-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sensazioni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ispirazione'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sfogo'/><title type='text'>sfogo giovanile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ho voglia di svegliarmi e urlare al mondo che ho paura. Paura di crescere, di avere responsabilità. Non che adesso non ne abbia, però sono più semplici. Sono preoccupazioni leggere che svaniscono come il fumo di una sigaretta e ne rimane solo il cattivo odore a ricordarmi quanto ero stupida a dargli troppa importanza.&lt;br&gt;Ho voglia di svegliarmi e pensare soltanto a come vestirmi e truccarmi, a cosa fare per passare il tempo. Dover pensare solo agli appuntamenti con gli amici, ai miei programmi preferiti, alla mia musica.&lt;br&gt;La "mia" musica...senza di lei la mia esistenza sarebbe vuota. La musica mi aiuta a superare tutto. E'un momento triste? Ho la mia musica che mi tira su il morale. E'un perioso felice? La mia musica mi fa da colonna sonora. Io potrei vivere di musica perchè la musica è la mia vita. E sarebbe splendido poter restare per sempre con le cuffiette dell'mp3 nelle orecchie. Non toglierle mai, nemmeno sotto la doccia. In discoteca tutti ascolterebbero la musica che vogliono, proprio come quando si va in viaggio o mentre si è al lavoro. Se tutti potessero sempre ascoltare la propria musica preferita, sarebbero sicuramente più felici e meno stressati. Ogni volta che una persona si arrabbia, parte la sua canzone preferita e subito tutto lo stress accumulato e la rabbia spariscono come un panino in mano a una balena sudata!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;SCEGLIETE VOI LA BALENA:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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'cause you're dead.&lt;br&gt;
And I might cry&lt;br&gt;
but I can't...&lt;br&gt;
I see your body&lt;br&gt;
lying in all your blood.&lt;br&gt;
And you say -Help me-&lt;br&gt;
with your trivial voice,&lt;br&gt;
but I look at my hand&lt;br&gt;
and the dagger bleeds...&lt;br&gt;
Am I the guilty?&lt;br&gt;
I wish I've no blame&lt;br&gt;
but I know&lt;br&gt;
It's not a bit the truth...&lt;br&gt;
Sorry,&lt;br&gt;
'cause I deeply loved you&lt;br&gt;
but you banned me&lt;br&gt;
to touch your heart&lt;br&gt;
Now&lt;br&gt;
start my revenge!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;scritta da una 3m0-viky_faxerfeit ispirata che in un pomeriggio di pieno sole non sapeva che fare ... una sega??? ogni tanto serve ùù&lt;/i&gt;
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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-5998849681815626474?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/5998849681815626474/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=5998849681815626474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/5998849681815626474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/5998849681815626474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/07/3m0-poem.html' title='3m0-poem'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-4105914904807884967</id><published>2008-02-27T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T13:42:24.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stirner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stesso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><title type='text'>stima di Stirner</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Non c'è nulla che mi importi più di me stesso!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt; diceva Max Stirner...Lui sì che la sapeva lunga. Era un egoista acido e fanatico di sè. Certo è morto da solo come un cane, però lui ha detto a tutti in faccia quello che pensava. E poi ha detto una cosa stupenda: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;"L'utopia è l'irrealizzato, non l'irrealizzabile"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Mito! E cmq ho imparato anche una cosa molto importante oggi: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;"non meditar vendetta! ma siedi sulla riva del fiume e aspetta di veder passare il corpo del tuo nemico!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt; e d'ora in poi lo metterò in atto...bacio a tutti, buonanotte fascisti per sempre!! Che il Duce sia con voi...smack&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-4105914904807884967?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/4105914904807884967/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=4105914904807884967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/4105914904807884967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/4105914904807884967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/07/stima-di-stirner.html' title='stima di Stirner'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-1815471294957479188</id><published>2008-02-24T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T13:38:17.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camus'/><title type='text'>#cit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;”L’Amore vero nasce una volta o due al secolo.
&lt;br&gt;Tutto il resto è noia, abitudine, e tradimento.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;
(Camus)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-1815471294957479188?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/1815471294957479188/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=1815471294957479188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1815471294957479188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1815471294957479188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/07/cit.html' title='#cit.'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-8516234806346579124</id><published>2008-02-15T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T13:21:34.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ciccia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fascismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yaoi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comunismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='umorismo'/><title type='text'>Il compagno Matteo e il professore Fascista</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#1f497d"&gt;Era una normale giornata di scuola e&lt;font color="#000000"&gt; Paolino&lt;/font&gt; entrò gongolando nell'edificio, tutto felice, perchè quella mattina avrebbe cominciato a spiegare il suo argomento preferito in quinta: &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;il Fascismo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. Purtroppo non sapeva che un certo comunista, tale &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;compagno Matteo&lt;/font&gt;, gli avrebbe rivelato qualcosa di inaspettato.&lt;br&gt;Entrato in classe, iniziò la lezione in modo insolito: &lt;u&gt;ascoltò il parere degli studenti! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;Scrisse a lettere cubitali sulla lavagna &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;"Fascismo"&lt;/font&gt; e chiese ai suoi alunni il significato che loro davano a questo termine. Alcuni studenti scrissero parole come &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;"ordine", &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;"resistenza"&lt;/font&gt; e &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;"leader carismatico", &lt;/font&gt;finchè non arrivò il turno del &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;compagno Matteo&lt;/font&gt;, che era stranamente nervoso. Invece di pronunciare la parola ad alta voce, si avvicinò alla cattedra e &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Paolino&lt;/font&gt; pensò: &lt;br&gt;&amp;lt;Cazzo, un'altra volta a rompere le palle! Perchè non ho fatto il bidello?!&amp;gt; &lt;br&gt;Il &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;compagno Matteo&lt;/font&gt; guardò negli occhi il suo &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;professore&lt;/font&gt; e sussurrò: &lt;br&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Prof.&lt;/font&gt; devo dirle una cosa...&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Paolino&lt;/font&gt;, con un incoraggiante falso interesse, esclamò: &lt;br&gt;&amp;lt;DIMMI &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;MATTEO&lt;/font&gt;!&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;lt;...Io la amo!!&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;Il &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;professore&lt;/font&gt; lo osservò perplesso, poi si voltò pensoso verso la lavagna, e infine, di nuovo verso &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Matteo&lt;/font&gt;, e concluse: &lt;br&gt;&amp;lt;Questo non possiamo scriverlo sulla lavagna!!!&amp;gt;&lt;/font&gt;

&lt;div align="right"&gt;thx to Sae-chan x l'aiuto!!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-8516234806346579124?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/8516234806346579124/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=8516234806346579124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/8516234806346579124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/8516234806346579124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/07/il-compagno-matteo-e-il-professore.html' title='Il compagno Matteo e il professore Fascista'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-3118221801941945730</id><published>2008-01-23T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T13:06:04.494-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ispirazione'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Amore...che parola semplice. Forse troppo.
L'amore è così bello, soprattutto quando ti coinvolge al 100%. Ti senti felice, leggera, non hai bisogno di nulla. L'unica cosa che desideri è stare con chi ami, con chi ti riempie il cuore. Chi pensi al mattino appena sveglio, chi c'è nella tua testa quando ti addormenti, nei tuoi sogni quando chiudi gli occhi.
In quei periodi la vita ti sembra la cosa più facile del mondo.
Quei momenti, però, durano l'attimo di un sospiro. Piccoli intervalli di luce in una tenebra infinita. Leopardi diceva che la felicità è un breve periodo tra due sofferenze. Come un bambino che ha paura del buio e durante la notte aspetta tremante il sorgere del sole. Ma dopo il giorno, c'è soltato la notte. Il sole prima o poi tramonta e tu ritorni a tremare di paura proprio come quel bambino. 
L'amore è un po'così: dolce e bastardo. Quando cominci a crederci davvero, infrange tutti i tuoi sogni e spezza ogni minimo frammento del tuo orgoglio. E'un dio malvagio che prima ti fa desiderare la Luna e poi la distrugge davanti ai tuoi occhi. Il tuo cuore si ferma, il tuo respiro gela, la tua anima non sente più nulla.
E tu rimani vuota come una vecchia scatola di scarpe abbandonata in un angolo buio dello sgabuzzino".&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-3118221801941945730?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/3118221801941945730/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=3118221801941945730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/3118221801941945730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/3118221801941945730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/07/amore.html' title=''/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-1260972350512082276</id><published>2008-01-20T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T13:05:23.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oneshot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yaoi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amore'/><title type='text'>Una vita nuova...??  -OneShot-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disclaimer: &lt;/strong&gt;i personaggi di questa fanfic sono tutti maggiorenni e nn sono di mia invenzione, ma fanno parte dell'anime Beyblade. Inoltre&amp;nbsp;ogni riferimento a&amp;nbsp;fatti realmente accaduti è puramente casuale.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rei stava dormendo e Kei lo contemplava in tutta la sua bellezza.&lt;br&gt;Avevano appena fatto l'amore.&lt;br&gt;I lunghi e morbidi capelli corvini, sciolti e spettinati, incorniciavano un volto dai lineamenti gentili, che ora aveva un'espressione stanca ed era bagnato da tante piccole goccioline di sudore nate dal piacere e dalla passione.&lt;br&gt;Gli occhi, ora chiusi, erano del colore del sole a mezzogiorno.&lt;br&gt;Le labbra...succose e sensuali.&lt;br&gt;Tutto richiamava la bellezza in quel dolce ragazzo disteso accanto a lui.&lt;br&gt;Ad un tratto Rei si svegliò.&lt;br&gt;"Buongiorno amore mio" lo salutò Kei.&lt;br&gt;"Buongiorno".&lt;br&gt;Si baciarono e poi Rei si appoggiò sul petto muscoloso e perfetto del suo amante.&lt;br&gt;Rimasero così per un tempo indefinito.&lt;br&gt;Poi a Kei tornò in mente una strana storiella.&lt;br&gt;Non ricordava chi gliel'aveva raccontata.&lt;br&gt;E nemmeno seppe perchè la raccontò a Rei.&lt;br&gt;Comunque gliela narrò.&lt;br&gt;"Rei...?"&lt;br&gt;"Cosa c'è?"&lt;br&gt;"Hai mai sentito la storia della fata della felicità?"&lt;br&gt;"No...me la racconti?"&lt;br&gt;E Kei cominciò a narrare.&lt;br&gt;"Sei la persona più fortunata del mondo.&lt;br&gt;Hai una bella casa, una bella famiglia, degli amici sinceri, dei figli da accudire, e una persona che ami e che ti ama.&lt;br&gt;Sei felice e convinto che quella gioia durerà per sempre.&lt;br&gt;Purtroppo ti stai sbagliando...&lt;br&gt;Ad un tratto il mondo intorno a te si sgretola.&lt;br&gt;Gli amici ti voltano le spalle, la tua famiglia si divide, la persona che ami si allontana da te...e ti ritrovi solo.&lt;br&gt;Sei triste, disperato, arrabbiato...&lt;br&gt;Poi un girono una fata bussa alla tua porta e ti propone uno scambio:&lt;br&gt;"La felicità di una vita nuova in cambio di una ciocca di capelli..."&lt;br&gt;Tu saresti pronto ad accettare immediatamente, ma la fata ti concede cinque giorni per pensarci e decidere.&lt;br&gt;Allo scadere dei cinque giorni la fata si ripresenta e ti chiede una risposta.&lt;br&gt;Tu hai riflettuto a lungo valutando i pro e i contro, e sei ancora indeciso.&lt;br&gt;E se non volessi una vita nuova?"&lt;br&gt;Rei aveva ascoltato attentamente tutte le parole di Kei e rispose deciso:&lt;br&gt;"Io non vorrei mai una vita nuova".&lt;br&gt;"Perchè? In fondo stai soffrendo...sei solo".&lt;br&gt;"Ma vivo di ricordi. Se tu, Takao e gli altri mi abbandonaste io ne soffrirei, certo, ma non cercherei di rifarmi una vita, dei nuovi amici, un nuovo amore.&lt;br&gt;Sarebbe come rimpiazzarvi...E io non ti rimapiazzerei per nulla al mondo".&lt;br&gt;Kei, ascoltando quella dichiarazione, capì che il moretto lo amava sinceramente e, per l'ennesima volta da quando aveva conosciuto quell'angelo, si sentì veramente felice.&lt;br&gt;Immensamente felice.&lt;br&gt;Strinse a sè Rei più forte che potè e gli sussurrò:&lt;br&gt;"Anch'io non ti rimpiazzerei per nulla al mondo...Ti amo".&lt;br&gt;"Ti amo anch'io".&lt;br&gt;E si addormentarono così.&lt;br&gt;L'uno stretto all'altro. &lt;br&gt;Con quelle dolci parole che ancora occupavano la loro mente.&lt;br&gt;Erano felici.&lt;br&gt;E nessuno dei due avrebbe mai desiderato una vita nuova, diversa.&lt;br&gt;Perchè non avrebbero potuto vivere una vita felice l'uno senza l'altro.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;FINE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-1260972350512082276?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/1260972350512082276/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=1260972350512082276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1260972350512082276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/1260972350512082276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2009/07/una-vita-nuova-oneshot.html' title='Una vita nuova...??  -OneShot-'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-8538536887304015957</id><published>2007-12-10T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T13:06:22.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ciccia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><title type='text'>CICCIA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Cielo nero come stormo di corvi che gracchiano una nenia straziante...&lt;br&gt;Mi fissi in silenzio, mentre io ritiro le ultime cose nella valigia.&lt;br&gt;-Allora...ci sentiamo, ok?-&lt;br&gt;-Aspetta! Devo...devo dirti una cosa...-&lt;br&gt;--Non ricominciare con le tue solit...-&lt;br&gt;-TI AMO!-&lt;br&gt;Mi si illuminarono gli occhi e il mio cuore riprese a sperare.&lt;br&gt;-Davvero?!?!-&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="6"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-CICCIA!!!!!!!!!-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-8538536887304015957?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/8538536887304015957/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=8538536887304015957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/8538536887304015957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/8538536887304015957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2007/12/ciccia.html' title='CICCIA!'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-8727711426825432703</id><published>2007-11-24T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T13:06:47.761-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sensazioni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strane'/><title type='text'>strane sensazioni...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0099" size="4"&gt;Finalmente sei qui...&lt;br&gt;Ti ho aspettato un'eternità intera, ma ne è valsa davvero la pena?&lt;br&gt;Ogni tanto comparivi improvvisamente nella mia testa e i miei ricordi di te erano così dolci...&lt;br&gt;Ora che sei qui, invece, sento un sentimento strano,&lt;br&gt;come se la tua presenza mi irritasse...&lt;br&gt;Forse è dovuto alla troppa attesa...&lt;br&gt;Forse mi sono innamorata di un ricordo fasullo,&lt;br&gt;inventato dalla mia solitudine...&lt;br&gt;O magari l'amore che provavo per te in realtà non è esistito da principio...&lt;br&gt;E finora mi sono aggrappata a quel sentimento inesistente, solo per non amettere di essere sola...&lt;br&gt;Nonostante tutto continuerò a stare con te? Probabilmente soltanto finchè non troverò qualcun'altro a cui aggrapparmi,&lt;br&gt;la mia oasi in mezzo al deserto...&lt;/font&gt;
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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viky___fAxerFeit™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8370689570231873189-8727711426825432703?l=vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/feeds/8727711426825432703/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370689570231873189&amp;postID=8727711426825432703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/8727711426825432703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370689570231873189/posts/default/8727711426825432703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikyfaxerfeit.blogspot.com/2007/11/strane-sensazioni.html' title='strane sensazioni...'/><author><name>viky___fAxerFeit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117452507037842212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0Kgubhrm5g/SwqsygesRiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/segN-2GCwzM/S220/cinemafrog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i43.tinypic.com/jhzon5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370689570231873189.post-7934300699714607310</id><published>2007-06-15T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T13:07:36.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faxerfeit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stesso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colloquio'/><title type='text'>Colloquio @me stesso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;-Credevo di morire...mi sentivo soffocare in quel buio nero e spaventoso...volevo fuggire, cercavo di scappare, ma niente...non c'era via di fuga da quelle maledette tenebre...era come se uno spirito maligno mi tenesse prigioniero di quel sogno illusorio di luce, che in realtà era solo nulla più che niente...Se fossi stato più coraggioso avrei detto subito sì, invece ho dubitato di Lei e non ho risposto...e adesso mi ritrovo in questo inferno...senza pace, senza luce, senza gioia, senza Lei...Lei...così bella e irraggiungibile, mi ricorda tanto una canzone...ma ora non rammento bene chi la cantava...Lei, così dolce e misteriosa...come il mare di notte...è solo una tavola nera di cui non si vede la fine dell'acqua e l'inizio del cielo...è tutto un insieme di oscurità, ma non l'oscurità che vivo io...il mare di notte è circondato da tenebre gentili...tenebre che ti accarezzano, ma non ti portano sconforto nel cuore...Lei, così brillante e solare...beh, forse solare non è l'aggettivo adatto...Lei assomigliava di più alla Luna..La Luna è sempre presente anche se magari non puoi vederla...Io in confronto a Lei non sono nulla...quando passeggiavamo per le strade affollate, tutti si voltavano ad osservarla ma nessuno guardava mai me...anzi sì...mi guardavano...ma con invidia, disprezzo...Come può una così bella creatura stare con un tipo di così infimo livello? pensavano tutti...Eppure io non avevo il fegato di lasciarla...pensavo spesso che forse senza di me Lei sarebbe stata più felice, ma non trovavo mai la forza di andarmene...Sono un debole lo so...ma non mi pento di nulla...apparte di quella volta...quell'ultima volta...se solo avessi più coraggio...Maledetto me per sempre.&lt;br&gt;-SMETTILA!! Ti stai compatendo non vedi? Io odio le persone che si compatiscono!&lt;br&gt;-E tu chi saresti?&lt;br&gt;-Chi sono io?! Io sono nessuno, sono il niente di questo posto che tu reputi malvagio. Questo luogo non è affatto come tu credi, le tenebre che ti circondano sono cattive perchè tu vuoi che siano così! Sappi che nessuno può controllare il Destino, ma tutti possono scegliere come arrivare alla meta finale...&lt;br&gt;-Che cosa stai cercando di dirmi?&lt;br&gt;-Ma come?! Non l'hai capito? Ti facevo più sveglio! Io sto solo insinuando che tu sei un debole! Ti sei rinchiuso qui dentro perchè hai paura di quello che potresti trovare uscendo. Sei solo un coniglio che non vuole uscire dalla sua tana! Mi fai pena sai? Se fossi nei tuoi panni mi andrei a nascondere e non uscirei mai più dalla mia tana. Se la gente che ti vede in giro anche una volta sola, conoscesse la verità, non credo che penserebbe qualcosa di positivo su di te.&lt;br&gt;-TI PREGO! Spiegami come posso trovare la strada giusta per arrivare alla fine senza sbagliare.&lt;br&gt;-Non c'è una strada giusta...c'è solo una strada...anzi forse un po'di più...&lt;br&gt;-Cosa intendi?&lt;br&gt;-Per ogni scelta ci sono due o più possibilità e nessuna di quelle può essere giudicata giusta o sbagliata. E'solamente una scelta, ma grazie a quella decisione l'uomo può andare avanti. E'un po'come i puzzle cinesi: appena butti giù una pedina subito dopo ne cade un'altra, che a sua volta ne fa cadere un'altra ancora e così via. E'un processo quasi infinito.&lt;br&gt;-Perchè quasi?&lt;br&gt;-Perchè se ci fosse qualcuno che aggiungesse pedine prima che quelle prima cadano, il processo diverebbe infinito e invece noi umani gli mettiamo un limite.&lt;br&gt;-E quale sarebbe questo limite?&lt;br&gt;-La morte.&lt;br&gt;-Io però, non riesco ancora a capire cosa centri tutto questo con le scelte. Come faccio ad avere un destino già scritto se posso scegliere?&lt;br&gt;-Per ogni scelta c'è una strada da seguire. Il destino ha già scritto tutte le possibili scelte che tu dovrai fare nella vita e ne ha persino specificato le varie conseguenze. Ancora non capisci?&lt;br&gt;-No.&lt;br&gt;-Ti faccio un esempio. Pensa di essere di fronte a un bivio. Devi scegliere quale delle due strade prendere. Ebbene, sia che tu scelga la strada 1, sia che tu scelga la strada 2, il tuo destino si compirà comunque. In quel momento, davanti alle due possibilità, tu devi soltanto scegliere quale secondo te è la migliore, anche se poi alla fine, non esiste una strada migliore o una peggiore. Sono semplicemente diverse.&lt;br&gt;-Cosa vuol dire diverso?&lt;br&gt;-Diverso è il tutto. E tutto è diverso. Prendi, per esempio, due pesciolini rossi. All'apparenza sembrerebbero perfettamente identici, ma in realtà sono diversi. Anche se il loro aspetto esteriore è uguale, magari uno dei due pesci potrebbe avere una branchia più grande di un centesimo di millimetro.&lt;br&gt;-Beh, ma allora sarebbe irrilevante!&lt;br&gt;-No, non lo è affatto! Pensa se un giorno incontrassi una persona uguale a te e magari un amico a cui tieni molto scambiasse la tua copia per te. Come potresti provargli che sei diverso?&lt;br&gt;-Probabilmente giocherei sui ricordi insieme.&lt;br&gt;-ESATTO! E'questo che fa sì che ogni uomo sia diverso dagli altri...i ricordi.&lt;br&gt;-Ma allora non ci potrà mai essere nessuno uguale a me!&lt;br&gt;-Vedo che cominci a capire...Anche se l'aspetto è uguale, i ricordi, le esperienze, l'intelligenza...tutto questo sarà diverso! Sai, si dice che per ognuno di noi ci sia una copia esatta e quando si incontra la propria copia vuol dire che la morte è vicina e che quella copia prenderà il tuo posto.&lt;br&gt;-Ma è impossibile! Così saremmo praticamente immortali!&lt;br&gt;-Sì, detto in modo piuttosto rozzo, il succo è questo. Ora che hai capito puoi anche liberarti da questo buio che ti soffoca.&lt;br&gt;-In che modo?&lt;br&gt;-Lo sai già in che modo uscirai di qui! SCEGLIENDO...&lt;br&gt;-Non posso! Io ho paura! E se dovessi scegliere sbagliando?&lt;br&gt;-Non ci sono scelte sbagliate! Te l'ho già detto! Siamo noi che le reputiamo sbagliate solo perchè non sappiamo cosa sarebbe potuto accadere se avessimo scelto un'altra strada.&lt;br&gt;-Che opzioni ho? Fra cosa devo scegliere per uscire da qui?&lt;br&gt;-Semplice...cercare il suo perdono o dimenticarla e cominciare una nuova vita da solo.&lt;br&gt;-..............................scelgo lei! I-io la rivoglio, voglio di nuovo starle accanto, abbracciarla, baciarla! Voglio rivedere il suo sorriso e i suoi occhi blu e voglio riascoltare la sua dolce voce! Io rivoglio indietro la mia ragazza!&lt;br&gt;-Tsk! Hai visto che non ci voleva niente? Va da lei...&lt;br&gt;-E se invece lei mi avesse dimenticato?&lt;br&gt;-Tu cosa senti? Pensi questo? Pensi che lei ti abbia dimenticato? Bah allora non hai molta fiducia in questa persona. E comunque è sempre un'esperienza non credi? Quando lei ti avrà detto la sua scelta tu dovrai scegliere ancora fra un bivio...e ora va', sbrigati! Mi sono già stancato delle tue lagne!&lt;br&gt;-G-grazie di tutto...&lt;br&gt;-Che idiota! Stai ringraziando te stesso scemo!&lt;br&gt;-Non importa, perchè ormai io ho imparato a scegliere...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;FINE®&lt;/div&gt;

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