﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>hiding_broken's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from hiding_broken</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/hiding_broken</link></image><item><title>Friday, April 28, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/478355568/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/478355568/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Apr 2006 20:46:10 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;testing: one, two, three.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;just as i thought. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;this thing is dead.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/478355568/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, April 01, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/466290901/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/466290901/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Apr 2006 15:37:24 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;all that shimmers in this world is sure to fade away again.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.myspace.com/hilldead" target="_new"&gt;myspace.com/hilldead&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/466290901/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, March 18, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/459412366/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/459412366/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Mar 2006 10:43:05 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;box the three: exclude the one.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;here's to things worse than death.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/459412366/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, February 28, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/450407778/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/450407778/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Feb 2006 09:21:42 GMT</pubDate><description>i stand in the center, and they fall around me.</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/450407778/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, February 24, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/448494365/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/448494365/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Feb 2006 19:03:31 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v46/jesusishardcore/FEB-LOAF.jpg"&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/448494365/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, February 21, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/446912855/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/446912855/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2006 19:02:43 GMT</pubDate><description>i'm sick.&lt;br&gt;
and tired.&lt;br&gt;
and sore.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
time for a nap.&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/446912855/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, February 17, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/444753809/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/444753809/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Feb 2006 19:09:57 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font size="2"&gt;
He laid emeralds in her eyes,&lt;br&gt;
but I'd already tried a bracelet made of gold&lt;br&gt;
and a scarlet thread around her wrist.&lt;br&gt;
Everything was wrong so we sang sentimental songs.&lt;br&gt;
"Oh how seldom we belong but how elegant our kiss."&lt;br&gt;
We painted crooked lines&lt;br&gt;
but danced in perfect time to a love so much refined,&lt;br&gt;
we know not what it is until like a dullen wine we pour into a grief known before&lt;br&gt;
but never quite like this, never quite like this.&lt;br&gt;
All I know now is regret,&lt;br&gt;
it follows like a silhouette along the cobblestone behind me,&lt;br&gt;
but has nothing to say except to innocently ask,&lt;br&gt;
its voice delicate as glass,&lt;br&gt;
"Do you see me when we pass?"&lt;br&gt;
but i continue on my way.&lt;/font&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/444753809/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, February 14, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/443080458/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/443080458/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2006 19:01:33 GMT</pubDate><description>the floor is cracking.&lt;br&gt;
they're yelled at to reveal themselves and they do so openly.&lt;br&gt;
but my pride is in something much more secret;&lt;br&gt;
my excuse much more romantic.&lt;br&gt;
with "sitting on on the shoreline trying to figure it out, figure it out" i'm on my knees.&lt;br&gt;
fallen in love as if broken.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
i can't be the one she's after.&lt;br&gt;
and i can't be the one she deserves.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
but how hopeful.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
i love Brittany Danielle Thacker who is the ultimate showcase of what God can do.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
she is my advent.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/443080458/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, February 12, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/441943496/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/441943496/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Feb 2006 18:28:42 GMT</pubDate><description>rape is positively the worst thing ever.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
and what i feel like now can't be too far behind.&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/441943496/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, February 09, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/440345219/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/440345219/item.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Feb 2006 19:19:34 GMT</pubDate><description>this world has nothing to offer.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
tonight: Spanish land grants.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
i love the most amazing girl in the world.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
she loves me back.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
but importance isn't up to me.&amp;nbsp; it's all hers.&amp;nbsp; why should i care anyway?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
i only pray my words won't be as hollow as the world's.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
pray i burn hearts.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/hiding_broken/440345219/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>