﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>pixie_lies's Xanga</title><link>http://pixie-lies.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from pixie_lies</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://pixie-lies.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Thursday, January 03, 2008</title><link>http://pixie-lies.xanga.com/635604007/item/</link><guid>http://pixie-lies.xanga.com/635604007/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2008 21:37:15 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;been in mass with Terri trying to fix her car.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;miss everbody.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://pixie-lies.xanga.com/635604007/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, December 20, 2007</title><link>http://pixie-lies.xanga.com/633264945/item/</link><guid>http://pixie-lies.xanga.com/633264945/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2007 17:34:57 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;dumped the boy for the female crush of seven months.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;her smile makes me melt. twenty six. pixie size. short hair, blue hair.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;she tells me she feels like she's known me for years in a matter of days, and i can't stop giggling. we run up her credit card with hotel rooms and alcohol and she tells me i'm beautiful and how did she get so lucky?&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;supposed to have an appt. with a man for three hundred. i'll have to miss it. fuck.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;(smoked crack last night. like, pure grade-a crack. yum.)&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://pixie-lies.xanga.com/633264945/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, December 10, 2007</title><link>http://pixie-lies.xanga.com/631579511/item/</link><guid>http://pixie-lies.xanga.com/631579511/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Dec 2007 17:26:27 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Somtimes, i miss people i'm standing next to.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;selling yourself isnt a bad way to make money. eighty dollars ni three guys. not bad at all.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://pixie-lies.xanga.com/631579511/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, December 04, 2007</title><link>http://pixie-lies.xanga.com/630561182/item/</link><guid>http://pixie-lies.xanga.com/630561182/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Dec 2007 17:52:50 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;there millions of words floating through my head,&lt;BR&gt;i want to drown in them. i shove my finger down my throat; i'm still not beautiful.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;will i ever be?&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://pixie-lies.xanga.com/630561182/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>