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    <description>King of Oblivion</description>
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    <category>Gay and lesbian lifestyles</category>
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      <title>STILL ALIVE ELSEWHERE</title>
      <link>http://kikomania.blogdrive.com/archive/192.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 16 Jul 2008 11:39:18 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Surprised? You should be. And please, catch me here:
 K I K O K I X</description>
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      <title>IT ALL COMES DOWN TO...</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 28 Oct 2007 16:47:23 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>S O M E T H I N G  B E T T E R  I S  A B O U T  T O  H A P P E N .

. . . s o o n . . .

 
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      <title>www.outoftheweb.com</title>
      <link>http://kikomania.blogdrive.com/archive/190.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 19 Oct 2007 00:54:50 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>It's as if my world got transported to the abyss. I should fester and burn to ashes, but I feel cold. Frozen.
It's official now. One of my most important lifelines is about to be taken away from me. I feel helpless, derailed. My heart is heavy. My mind is a mess. My tears won't come out. My emotions are building up inside me. I'm cold. I'm frozen.
It is the most difficult goodbye.
It's not just about losing business, nor losing the position I've worked hard for. It's not even about losing the perks and material rewards, nor the prospect of having to start my career all over.
Even the... (more)</description>
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      <title>THE MOST DIFFICULT GOODBYE</title>
      <link>http://kikomania.blogdrive.com/archive/189.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 12 Oct 2007 01:08:38 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I never expected you to go. Not like this. Not when everything is just so right.
This is harder to bear than the usual separation I have endured in the past. You have been a force in my life for more than three years. In fact, you are where my world revolved around. I cannot imagine life without you this sudden. I have in the past attempted to let you go, but your pull always leads me back. I never noticed as time passed by that I have spent more time than I expected sailing through rough times with you and relishing the victory of overcoming those once unfriendly seas.
I do not want to... (more)</description>
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      <title>ALMOST BACK TO SUBOL</title>
      <link>http://kikomania.blogdrive.com/archive/188.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 30 Sep 2007 23:22:51 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Of all the groups I associated myself with during my pre-fallout years in the University of the Philippines, the UP Subol Society Diliman Chapter was my longest ever love affair.
Love affair, eh? Well, let's just say when you give a part of yourself to something without expecting anything in return, I guess you could call that love. Or whatever that comes close enough.
But yes, I consider it a love affair. From 2000-2003. When a significant part of my colorful life began. When I considered Subol the center of my universe during my younger college days.
It feels like deja vu trying to... (more)</description>
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      <title>BEEN. DONE. THAT.</title>
      <link>http://kikomania.blogdrive.com/archive/187.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 18 Aug 2007 13:59:06 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I guess the ironic thing about hearing out a friend vent out all his frustrations about his failed relationship is the part that reminds me that I've been there, I've done that.
How do you challenge yourself to be at peace when you feel you've given him all you've got, all you are, but turns out he neglects your role in his life and you end up feeling nothing at all? How do you take all these reasons, albeit alibis, about why and how that thing you have with him won't certainly work out when you're doing all your efforts to make it work? How do you let go of something you have made your... (more)</description>
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      <title>FOUL MOOD</title>
      <link>http://kikomania.blogdrive.com/archive/186.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 08 Aug 2007 23:10:26 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>It's not my fault you're tired; I'm as tired as you are. It's not even my problem you're crapping all over the place; I have my own crap to clean up.
But never - NEVER - ask me to clean up your own mess.
I've been through enough mess to know how to mop it out my life. If you're struggling to be at par with me, then work hard and beat me. Just don't ask me to go down with you. I've been down long enough to suffer; all I can do is go up after hitting bottom low. So stop being a crab and don't be mental about it.
I find no pleasure in seeing you suffer. But I'm not even sure you care when I'm... (more)</description>
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      <title>THERE GOES THE SCATTERING</title>
      <link>http://kikomania.blogdrive.com/archive/185.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jul 2007 06:20:46 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>There goes the scattering of lost feelings.
Before I could hardly restrain myself from wanting to have him again. Everything back then was so raw and fresh. I couldn't remove him from my system. From my life.
Now I can't believe how foolish I was to have insisted on something that I had already lost, something never meant for me. My take on love then was that if I wanted it so badly, I would have to make sure I did everything possible to get it.
And I ended up where I first started - alone.
Now, I'm still alone. But curiously, it dawned on me that after a long time of letting go, after a... (more)</description>
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      <title>WAIT FOR MR. FOREVER</title>
      <link>http://kikomania.blogdrive.com/archive/184.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 21 Jul 2007 06:03:48 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Listening to Lifehouse’s “Hanging by a Moment” and eating my favorite banana fritters on a hot Friday afternoon, I couldn’t help but choke upon reading Leo’s short message about him wanting to get taken – as soon as possible.
I couldn’t blame the poor guy. He’s been in and out of relationships, even beating me for the shortest possible relationship (if you can call it that). Loneliness creeps up easily when you’re alone, much more when you know there is absolutely no one out there you can share your loneliness with. I guess Leo suddenly felt that surge so he just sent me such a lackadaisical... (more)</description>
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      <title>1, 2, 3...</title>
      <link>http://kikomania.blogdrive.com/archive/183.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 22 Jun 2007 23:57:10 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Suddenly, it's too hard to breathe.
I. I drag myself to do my routine. I feel the best of my years has been eclipsed by the lack of importance I found myself to be bound in. I find my circle of trust skewed, my comfort zone seceding. I feel done. I feel gone. 
You. You don't know me. You don't look at me hard enough to realize the real me. You just know that I exist, but you don't bother showing me I do. I'm like a phantom to you, haunting you like a demon. You promised to be with me. But you're not with me. In more ways than one. You only know I exist when you have to pronounce your... (more)</description>
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