<?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-8373413</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:46:11.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm the best at ruining my life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtemporaryxpainx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373413/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtemporaryxpainx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07790059286725193061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373413.post-109548592655141977</id><published>2004-09-18T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T22:41:43.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the good new is: it only gets worse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so here it is, 1 in the morning and i'm hitting that all-time low... again. realizing that everyone else around me has everything while i'm stuck with nothing. and that covers every aspect of my life. but the most heart wrenching would have to be my undying talent to always be alone. everyone around me has someone that makes them just... glow and i am so jealous of them. i cant remember the last time that i smiled like they do. dont get me wrong, i think it is phenomenal that they are so unbelievably happy. i just want what they have. so what does one do when they feel this icky? resort to sappy love songs and chocolate, but of course! so here i go....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373413-109548592655141977?l=xtemporaryxpainx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtemporaryxpainx.blogspot.com/feeds/109548592655141977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373413&amp;postID=109548592655141977' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373413/posts/default/109548592655141977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373413/posts/default/109548592655141977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtemporaryxpainx.blogspot.com/2004/09/good-new-is-it-only-gets-worse.html' title='the good new is: it only gets worse'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07790059286725193061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
