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That's what he thinks, so I ask him what is it that's so undervalued? What's so special within us that is worth...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/140a4333/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/336216883/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/336216883/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/336216883/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/336216883/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://xthetide.skyrock.com/2724771224-13-23.html</guid><dc:creator>xthetide</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-12-16T00:59:02Z</dc:date><dc:language>en</dc:language></item><item><title>303</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/15a5bf9e/l/0Lxthetide0Bskyrock0N0C2720A949280A0E30A30Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>"Tongue in cheek till a hole burns out her mouth, And fingers crossed like the promise of cub scouts, And we know that the picture in her heart shaped locket, Is far...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/15a5bf9e/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/363184030/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/363184030/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/363184030/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/363184030/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://xthetide.skyrock.com/2720949280-303.html</guid><dc:creator>xthetide</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-12-12T03:40:40Z</dc:date><dc:language>en</dc:language></item><item><title>Jack Kerouac</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/2362c28e/l/0Lxthetide0Bskyrock0N0C27183413680EJack0EKerouac0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>"I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another 'til I drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/2362c28e/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/593674894/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/593674894/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/593674894/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/593674894/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://xthetide.skyrock.com/2718341368-Jack-Kerouac.html</guid><dc:creator>xthetide</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-12-09T01:17:23Z</dc:date><dc:language>en</dc:language></item><item><title>Thank goodness, all things must come to an end.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/d9e8599/l/0Lxthetide0Bskyrock0N0C27135638720EThank0Egoodness0Eall0Ethings0Emust0Ecome0Eto0Ean0Eend0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>So what can I do but recluse myself from the conversation, silent in a sea of intolerable chatter, and just think about how cute it is for the both of them. 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Cigarettes, gas money, a lighter, drugs &amp;#8212; I have nothing to offer these people. Not...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/4f1ce9af/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1327294895/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1327294895/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1327294895/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1327294895/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://xthetide.skyrock.com/2614355580-Story-of-my-life.html</guid><dc:creator>xthetide</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-09-05T04:38:22Z</dc:date><dc:language>en</dc:language></item><item><title>There's nothing left but a pair of glassy eyes.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/4f461556/l/0Lxthetide0Bskyrock0N0C2613324170A0EThere0Es0Enothing0Eleft0Ebut0Ea0Epair0Eof0Eglassy0Eeyes0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>I'm sitting here, 1 hour and 34 minutes into the fourth day of September trying to convince you that everything you're saying is wrong. I'm pointing out the various...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/4f461556/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1329993046/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1329993046/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1329993046/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1329993046/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://xthetide.skyrock.com/2613324170-There-s-nothing-left-but-a-pair-of-glassy-eyes.html</guid><dc:creator>xthetide</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-09-04T06:22:54Z</dc:date><dc:language>en</dc:language></item><item><title>For a minute there, I lost myself.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/3f5ecc31/l/0Lxthetide0Bskyrock0N0C2574790A8670EFor0Ea0Eminute0Ethere0EI0Elost0Emyself0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>I'm alright again. Is it ridiculous though to say that I think scars heal too quickly? Or do the mind and heart mend together into a perfect mesh too soon and the...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/3f5ecc31/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1063177265/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1063177265/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1063177265/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1063177265/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://xthetide.skyrock.com/2574790867-For-a-minute-there-I-lost-myself.html</guid><dc:creator>xthetide</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-08-13T03:44:29Z</dc:date><dc:language>en</dc:language></item><item><title>conclusion</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/77b91ac8/l/0Lxthetide0Bskyrock0N0C2568420A9510Econclusion0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>I regret the majority of the past four weeks. While appreciating the great nights, I wasted away sunlight in a sea of strange faces. I have a innate lack of...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/77b91ac8/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/2008619720/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/2008619720/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/2008619720/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/2008619720/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://xthetide.skyrock.com/2568420951-conclusion.html</guid><dc:creator>xthetide</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-08-01T03:41:33Z</dc:date><dc:language>en</dc:language></item><item><title>"a heart-less romantic"</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/1cb2d05f/l/0Lxthetide0Bskyrock0N0C254855570A70Ea0Eheart0Eless0Eromantic0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>No matter what I've ever said or written, it all ends the same. I can't stand being here. I want to shut my eyes and open them only to see a new reality. Something...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/1cb2d05f/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/481480799/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/481480799/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/481480799/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/481480799/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://xthetide.skyrock.com/2548555707-a-heart-less-romantic.html</guid><dc:creator>xthetide</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-07-17T03:35:02Z</dc:date><dc:language>en</dc:language></item></channel></rss>
