<?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-1515881232422625311</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:14:58.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The girl from yesterday</title><subtitle type='html'>Thoughts of me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nearly-drowning.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1515881232422625311/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nearly-drowning.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13750656450053682924</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>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1515881232422625311.post-7094684594265839553</id><published>2010-01-04T20:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:46:31.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Join if you wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://theelvesflieatmidnight.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://theelvesflieatmidnight.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1515881232422625311-7094684594265839553?l=nearly-drowning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nearly-drowning.blogspot.com/feeds/7094684594265839553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1515881232422625311&amp;postID=7094684594265839553&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1515881232422625311/posts/default/7094684594265839553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1515881232422625311/posts/default/7094684594265839553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nearly-drowning.blogspot.com/2010/01/join-if-you-wish.html' title='Join if you wish'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13750656450053682924</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1515881232422625311.post-6270687636930998975</id><published>2009-12-26T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T10:27:26.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All good things, they never last.</title><content type='html'>The time has come for me to give up this blog. It doesn't help me anymore. I have three drafts I never could finish, and six pretty recent posts with no comments, which is my fault. I can't find the words. I can't find the words to inspire anyone, to make anyone care, or to make myself feel better. Perhaps I shall make a new blog someday, in which case I will be sure to look you guys up again. But this blog has run its course and served its purpose. So now I must say goodbye to it and goodbye to all of you. For any who care, I am going to get a large dry erase board and hang it in my room, and use that to write my list of 100 things to do before I die, and then I'm going to do it. That is going to be my outlet instead of this. I wish the best to all of you with everything you do, and remember to take care of yourselves. You guys deserve the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Good Things~~ Count The Stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This air is contagious,&lt;br /&gt;no one can save us,&lt;br /&gt;nothing this good could ever last,&lt;br /&gt;tonight is a drug,&lt;br /&gt;that I won’t give up,&lt;br /&gt;this is my favorite addiction&lt;br /&gt;the summer comes to a close,&lt;br /&gt;and no one knows what we know,&lt;br /&gt;no one knows&lt;br /&gt;I can’t explain,&lt;br /&gt;what made me stay,&lt;br /&gt;I fall into the same mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;like all good things,&lt;br /&gt;they never last,&lt;br /&gt;the past is past&lt;br /&gt;I’d rather be drowning,&lt;br /&gt;than swimming away,&lt;br /&gt;that’s something that will never change,&lt;br /&gt;I swallow regret,&lt;br /&gt;and I hope for the best,&lt;br /&gt;if this is all that i can do&lt;br /&gt;The summer comes to a close,&lt;br /&gt;and no one knows what we know,&lt;br /&gt;no one knowsI can’t explain,&lt;br /&gt;what made me stay,&lt;br /&gt;I fall into the same mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;like all good things,&lt;br /&gt;they never last,&lt;br /&gt;the past is past&lt;br /&gt;This is why I never try,&lt;br /&gt;to make it seem we shouldn’t leave,&lt;br /&gt;this is why I never try&lt;br /&gt;I never try&lt;br /&gt;This air is contagious,&lt;br /&gt;no one can save us,&lt;br /&gt;but I wait&lt;br /&gt;I must confess,&lt;br /&gt;I’m not impressed,&lt;br /&gt;there’s nothing worse than losing you,&lt;br /&gt;I must confess,&lt;br /&gt;I’m not the same like all good things&lt;br /&gt;All good things&lt;br /&gt;All good things&lt;br /&gt;All good things&lt;br /&gt;I must confess,&lt;br /&gt;I’m not impressed,&lt;br /&gt;there’s nothing worse than losing you&lt;br /&gt;I must confess,&lt;br /&gt;I’m not the same,&lt;br /&gt;there’s nothing worse than losing you&lt;br /&gt;than losing you&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing you&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1515881232422625311-6270687636930998975?l=nearly-drowning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nearly-drowning.blogspot.com/feeds/6270687636930998975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1515881232422625311&amp;postID=6270687636930998975&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1515881232422625311/posts/default/6270687636930998975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1515881232422625311/posts/default/6270687636930998975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nearly-drowning.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-good-things-they-never-last.html' title='All good things, they never last.'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13750656450053682924</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1515881232422625311.post-1116269324136651512</id><published>2009-12-13T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T19:11:43.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret time!!</title><content type='html'>-I still think about T.G., every single day.&lt;br /&gt;-I love turning music on so loud that I can feel the bass in my chest.&lt;br /&gt;-I don't think I'm pretty, even though people tell me I am.&lt;br /&gt;-In 9th grade, I kissed a girl, but I am definitely not gay or bi.&lt;br /&gt;-I like wearing dresses, doing my hair and make up, and getting all prettied up even if I have no where to do.&lt;br /&gt;-In 7th grade, one of my friends, a guy I liked, shot himself and died.&lt;br /&gt;-In 9th grade, when my parents found out I cut myself, I lied and told them I was just doing it to get attention from T.G. They believed me.&lt;br /&gt;-I use way too many smiley faces while talking online or texting a friend, not because I'm actually happy, but because I'm trying to cheer myself up.&lt;br /&gt;-I think my friends secretly hate me.&lt;br /&gt;-I want to stop cutting, but I don't know how else to get rid of the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;-Every day, I wish I had the guts to press down harder.&lt;br /&gt;-It's been years since I actually, honest to God cared about anything.&lt;br /&gt;-Today, I used a razor blade to cut in the first time in what I believe is a year, at least.&lt;br /&gt;-I just made three cuts on my leg, two very small ones running one way, and a longer one running the opposite way. I just realized it looks like a =/ smiley, sticking it's tongue out(the blood)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1515881232422625311-1116269324136651512?l=nearly-drowning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nearly-drowning.blogspot.com/feeds/1116269324136651512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1515881232422625311&amp;postID=1116269324136651512&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1515881232422625311/posts/default/1116269324136651512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1515881232422625311/posts/default/1116269324136651512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nearly-drowning.blogspot.com/2009/12/secret-time.html' title='Secret time!!'/><author><name>Camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13750656450053682924</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>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
