﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>friedricekid's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from friedricekid</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid</link></image><item><title>Monday, October 06, 2008</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/677191052/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/677191052/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Oct 2008 03:12:33 GMT</pubDate><description>really?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;are you serious?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;suit yourself.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/677191052/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, August 29, 2008</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/672212747/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/672212747/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 06:11:44 GMT</pubDate><description>no more arbitrary retorts, or misguided, cryptic, arsenic messages.&amp;nbsp; no more floundering and poetic diarrhea.&amp;nbsp; this is the last entry of the past.&amp;nbsp; you're not even worth my words anymore.&amp;nbsp; every entry now is for the future.&amp;nbsp; and quick and as slow as it may come.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;#22240;&amp;#28858;&amp;#20320;&amp;#30340;&amp;#24515;&amp;#19981;&amp;#21482;&amp;#28858;&amp;#25105;&amp;#28331;&amp;#26580; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/672212747/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, June 20, 2008</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/662468416/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/662468416/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Jun 2008 13:59:12 GMT</pubDate><description>totally failed the test.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/662468416/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, June 19, 2008</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/662313683/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/662313683/item.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Jun 2008 13:58:10 GMT</pubDate><description>my greatest enemy all of a sudden is on my side.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;our plans now open for each other to see.&lt;br&gt;our spies have even become friends.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;and no treachery can be done between this honesty.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;and who would of thought we now begin to see,&lt;br&gt;who the real enemy is working deceptively,&lt;br&gt;and we laugh, we laugh,&lt;br&gt;we laugh the night away.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/662313683/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, June 17, 2008</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/662058025/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/662058025/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2008 19:26:53 GMT</pubDate><description>downward.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;here again, questioning myself.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;the lies are direct once more.&lt;br&gt;right to my face.&amp;nbsp; with no remorse.&lt;br&gt;i can see through you and you think i can't.&lt;br&gt;and i take it.&amp;nbsp; why.&amp;nbsp; why do i take it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;some people just don't listen to warnings.&lt;br&gt;they are selfish and will try to make things better in their own eyes,&lt;br&gt;when it is actually is going to hurt everyone more.&amp;nbsp; including themselves.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;cowards never do confess.&amp;nbsp; i hope you're happy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i don't believe anymore.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;i don't think i have it in me to do it again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/662058025/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, April 20, 2008</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/653053194/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/653053194/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2008 07:11:01 GMT</pubDate><description>some people choose to live in the past.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;let them be.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;you are the better person if you choose to move on.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;be happy.&amp;nbsp; move on for the better.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;life is too damn short.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;someone once taught me that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/653053194/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, April 10, 2008</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/651476227/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/651476227/item.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Apr 2008 13:16:21 GMT</pubDate><description>give only to those who know how to appreciate it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/651476227/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, April 01, 2008</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/650072270/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/650072270/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Apr 2008 22:17:29 GMT</pubDate><description>pandora opened the box.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;against all warning.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;and she lost everything.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/650072270/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, March 03, 2008</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/645248529/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/645248529/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Mar 2008 15:32:16 GMT</pubDate><description>don't waste life in doubts and fears; spend yourself on the work before
you, well assured that the right performance of this hour's duties will
be the best preparation for the hours and ages that will follow it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-ralph waldo emerson&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/645248529/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, February 22, 2008</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/643648199/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/643648199/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Feb 2008 15:08:07 GMT</pubDate><description>there comes a point.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;you come to a realization&lt;br&gt;when your feelings of love begin turning to hate&lt;br&gt;your feelings of emptiness begin changing to hope&lt;br&gt;your fear becomes your strength&lt;br&gt;your idea of caring displaces to another&lt;br&gt;when you would rather forget than try and remember&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;that what you thought so special was just a phase&lt;br&gt;that she is just the same as all the others, nothing more&lt;br&gt;you come to the realization that when people make their mistakes&lt;br&gt;you only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;choose&lt;/span&gt; to feel their repercussions&lt;br&gt;and if you don't want to, then it's not even worth discussion&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;you realize not everyone pushes you to the edge of the bed&lt;br&gt;not everyone leaves your room a mess&lt;br&gt;you realize what brilliance you have been holding back&lt;br&gt;and already you're too far out of reach for her&lt;br&gt;you realize you may not be in love anymore, or maybe never was&lt;br&gt;maybe all you were was just a stupid kid who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fell&lt;/span&gt; in love&lt;br&gt;there is a difference&lt;br&gt;but you smile knowing you are the one she's still thinking of &lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/friedricekid/643648199/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>