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<rss version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>I’m not sure what it is really. I just post poems and other pieces that I’ve written. As well as re-blog things that great tumblrs have posted. I’m not even twenty and I feel as if I’m too old to survive anymore.

-Will

pitseleh.casper@gmail.com</description><title>Meet Me In The Morning, 56th And Wabasha</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @cashville)</generator><link>http://cashville.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Battleship.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;This gratitude&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;admitted&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;with clarified air&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;inside of the subject&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;she’s feeding meters&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;with&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;uptight consonants&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the first thought&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;is about faithfulness&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and the last&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;is about the limitations&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;of candour&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and how time&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;can leave it’s best remnants&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;in your hands&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and yet&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;you still stumble through it all&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;throwing vowels&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;into broken light sockets.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/320963013</link><guid>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/320963013</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 23:42:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Buckley's tastes so vile...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://francine.tumblr.com/post/320718724/buckleys-tastes-so-vile"&gt;francine&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but I’ll gladly swallow urine and a lit matchstick if it’ll make this thing go away.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A coworker of mine won 1000 dollars, and bought me two bottles of this stuff when I was sick a few months back…..it didn’t help me…and tasted like a VW van ashtray.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/320912613</link><guid>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/320912613</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 23:10:18 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Finally.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Crossed out&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the ceiling goes copper&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;a seasick declaration&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;from a bleary&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and battered sun&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;not yet ready&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;for jokes&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;not that anyone&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;would believe them&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;you take notice&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;of my sawdust yawn&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;inside of delirium&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I pray&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;that your interminable smile&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;cares&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;more than you let on.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/319300948</link><guid>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/319300948</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 00:45:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Brilliant...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;While driving around today in a rented car…well…sorta…it’s a buffalo car share car…long story. I found a dime bag of grass in the backseat…next to some doritos crumbs. Needless to say, I am now smoking said grass. I should feel bad, but I just don’t. It’s good shit.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/318745642</link><guid>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/318745642</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 18:23:02 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I have to go run some errands…and then I’m going to...</title><description>&lt;object width="400" height="336"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OEmrfjJDrFA&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OEmrfjJDrFA&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="336" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have to go run some errands…and then I’m going to come back home and do some writing….hopefully I’ll have a good poem to post this evening. Lots of love to all of you.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/318437479</link><guid>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/318437479</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 14:06:48 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Yup....</title><description>&lt;p&gt;leftover chinese takeout for breakfast…..don’t act like you’re not impressed.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/318368209</link><guid>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/318368209</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 12:59:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>The most beautiful suicide… I always wished that I...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://14.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kvrh9fqlgO1qzprc5o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;The most beautiful suicide… I always wished that I could’ve been the person to take this picture….or to be her.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/317676797</link><guid>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/317676797</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 01:41:39 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>notafanofyourfauxpas:

yes, i look absolutely terrifying.  the...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://3.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kvqnd7FMKZ1qzzvzeo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://notafanofyourfauxpas.tumblr.com/post/316717711/yes-i-look-absolutely-terrifying-the-doctor"&gt;notafanofyourfauxpas&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;yes, i look absolutely terrifying.  the doctor told me that i have strep throat, and that my tonsils have grown back. also, my finger is infected and i must wear it in this ridiculous gauze with prescription ointment until it heals.  i will probably just keep flipping people off “accidentally.” hehehe.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Best post of the night. For some reason this post…and this wonderful picture…makes me want to jump on my typewriter until it breaks. Send me an email when you get a chance….I believe it’s still on my page.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/317657062</link><guid>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/317657062</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 01:26:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Before I go.....</title><description>&lt;p&gt;to all of my new followers….thank you for choosing cashville airlines. The ride won’t be comfortable…but at least it’s cheap. And to Evermore, happy birthday darling….I hope this day….and this year go well for you…xo many times over. I am going to read a little bit…have an herbal alcohol free beverage….and hopefully get some sleep before I have to get up and shuffle into work.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/315804278</link><guid>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/315804278</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 00:18:46 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Tonite....</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I am baking cookies and watching Wonder Boys….one of my favorite movies. This is the new year. I re-quit smoking….I am not drinking out of depression anymore…and I am not going to do drugs anymore. Maybe I’ll smoke or do a line at a party…..but I so rarely go to parties that it isn’t really an issue. I’m tired, and my body can’t handle all of that anymore. I want my life to be quiet, and I just want to spend time with the people that I love. For the first time…I can see that living this way isn’t boring. I’m not going to wait for shit to happen anymore, I’m going to be the conductor from now on. I was going to post another poem…but it’s not really coming together. The one I posted earlier tonite felt rushed…even for me…I need to edit every once in a while.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/315602600</link><guid>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/315602600</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 21:49:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Pebbles.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;“Climbing&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hour&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;upon&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hour&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;through double sided glass&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the kind&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;that always hides&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;somebody’s baby&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;anyone&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but yours&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;due for another round&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;of jealousy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;from across the room&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;smoking every cigarette&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;in waltz time&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the traveling edges&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;of envy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;filling in the emptiness&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;between the infallible letters&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;that I drop&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and you hold in&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;only your wishes&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;can hold my attention&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;one single&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ungilded chance&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;after you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and before someone else&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;setting up a two-way mirror&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;for you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;after every sentence&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;terrified of every&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;just as well&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;as I am murmuring my life&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;into your linen ears&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;we get further and further&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;from a desperately needed break.”&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/315352804</link><guid>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/315352804</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 18:51:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>What's wrong with me?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;How is it, that I still feel so much for Natalie, who I don’t know that much about….and who treated me like an asshole. And yet, this girl Jackie…..wow. I have never met a girl that I have this much in common with….yet I don’t feel the same draw. Or maybe it’s just that I don’t think she’d like me so I’m forcing myself not to feel that much towards her. Either we’re all like this, or I am fucking insane…I’m leaning towards the latter. On a good note, I wrote 5 pages of prose on the old typewriter….and 2 poems that I DiG.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/314175740</link><guid>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/314175740</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 01:45:45 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>So....</title><description>&lt;p&gt;tonite I scored 2 grams of very high quality coke from my friend. And then went to a party at my friend Justin’s house. I was there from 9 until now. Everyone was smoking weed and drinking, which I was too….but I was the only one who did coke. So I kept having to go to the bathroom with my compact and credit card. I met this girl Jackie….she is so amazing. We have a once in a lifetime event amount of things in common, and she is so fucking sweet. We ditched everyone in the party and chained smoked for about 2 hours just talking and talking and talking. And then I found out that she does blow every once in a while, so I gave her a few huge lines. She was fucked. We talked a lot more after that haha. I might’ve been able to sleep with her, but I didn’t want to. It would’ve been the end of our one night friendship. I’d like to go out with her sometime though. I’m rambling, still high. wow. Happy fucking new years everybody….&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/310958201</link><guid>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/310958201</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 03:03:29 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>ewokonline:

cashville:

ewokonline:

Always so good.

No doubt,...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://15.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kvhqwf35Co1qzs5cwo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://ewokonline.tumblr.com/post/308776258/cashville-ewokonline-always-so-good-no"&gt;ewokonline&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/308774657/ewokonline-always-so-good-no-doubt-the"&gt;cashville&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://ewokonline.tumblr.com/post/308737351/always-so-good"&gt;ewokonline&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Always so good.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;No doubt, the first record of his I ever heard back in 2001. I never got to see him live. But I did get to help out his estate this year with organizing some things…which was a fucking gift from god. He is my hero.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That’s fucking cool, man.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This was the first one I’d heard, too. Followed by XO. I need to get that on vinyl, too.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Word. I have an original copy of XO from the Bong Load label but not Figure 8. They repressed that and Figure 8 recently, but I’m a vinyl snob…I can’t stand to buy reissues of certain albums. The bong load prints were so much better. I know that Kill Rock Stars is reissuing Roman Candle(my favorite album) on vinyl, along with From A Basement On The Hill.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;E-mail me so I have your email, there’s a couple of Elliott things I want to send you that you might not have heard.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/308801059</link><guid>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/308801059</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Dec 2009 20:22:32 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>How fucking sad is this...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;2009 - The end is near.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which was the best month for you?&lt;/b&gt; Somewhere in the Summer.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which month(s) was the worst?&lt;/b&gt; January.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What was the most significant thing that happened this year?&lt;/b&gt; The people that I met, and the money that I wasted.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What person had the most impact on your life this year?&lt;/b&gt; Matt.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What was the best concert that you attended? &lt;/b&gt;Brian Jonestown Massacre&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What was your biggest challenge of 2009?  Stopping my Heroin affair.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your biggest regret?&lt;/b&gt; I never regret anything.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What moments stand out to you the most?&lt;/b&gt; The ones shared with the women at the bar.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What band did you listen to the most? Bob Dylan…or maybe Tim Buckley.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;On a scale of 1-10, 2009 was: 2.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Did you:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meet anyone special?&lt;/b&gt; Yeah&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get close to someone you didn’t expect to? Y&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;es haha&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have a boyfriend or girlfriend?&lt;/b&gt; No.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have a relationship for more than 3 months?&lt;/b&gt; No&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hook up with anyone, no strings attached? Many times.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Experience the death of a loved one?&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, a few people.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get in a fight?&lt;/b&gt; A few verbal, one physical.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lose a friend? Yes, but we’re okay now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get drunk?&lt;/b&gt; hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Regret doing something?&lt;/b&gt; See above answer.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Go to a concert?&lt;/b&gt; Yeah&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fall in love?&lt;/b&gt; Yes&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fall out of love?&lt;/b&gt; Still there.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get back together with an ex? No.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enjoy being single? Not at all.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Accomplish a goal? Sorta.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Learn something new? Yeah. don’t trust anyone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get arrested?&lt;/b&gt; Patted down a couple of times, but no cuffs.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Break up with someone?&lt;/b&gt; No&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get a tattoo?&lt;/b&gt; 1 or 2.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Go to a party?&lt;/b&gt; A few, yeah.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The New Year: 2010&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What will you be doing on New Year’s Eve: Drinking, snorting and maybe walking around a little.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will you kiss anyone at midnight?&lt;/b&gt; Whatever guy or gal is closest to me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who do you WANT to kiss at midnight? Natalie, but that won’t happen. Fuck.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your New Year’s resolution?&lt;/b&gt; To get the fuck out of Buffalo, and clean up my act.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Did you keep your resolution from last year? My resolution was to live through the year.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think things will be different in 2010?&lt;/b&gt; I really really hope so, I’m sick of this.&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you want most out of 2010?&lt;/b&gt; To be happy&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think 2010 will be better than 2009? It can’t be any worse.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anything you are particularly looking forward to?&lt;/b&gt; Finding someone that wants to hold my hand.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/307093324</link><guid>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/307093324</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Dec 2009 20:40:56 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Free Games</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Clad in pink&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I stand on the surface&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;of exhausted chivalry&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;you launch into a speech&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;about how&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;we must find a way&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to freeze this landslide&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;circle around the brink&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and at the last minute&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;slide through&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the bitter eyechart&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;there’s no harm&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;in side effects&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;between equal animals&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the wind raises it’s volume&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to optimism&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;maybe&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but at what hour&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;do you notice?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/305621135</link><guid>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/305621135</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Dec 2009 00:25:07 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Off To Work....</title><description>&lt;p&gt;This will be my first day at work since Wednesday. I haven’t had a drink, or a cigarette since then either….or xanax for that matter. I am still feeling weak, and my stomach is still a bit upset. But I can’t miss any more days because of this. I really wish I could get the fuck out of this town, I’ve grown bored with it. And I’m starting to resent all the people that I know…and that isn’t good….I know. Im going to go trim my beard…and walk to work through the ever fucking present snow. I hope y’all have a great day!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/304498811</link><guid>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/304498811</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 10:07:51 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>evermore:

I fucking hurt all over. Creaky knees, rusty knuckles, stiff back, achy ankles. I’m too...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://evermore.tumblr.com/post/302317661/i-fucking-hurt-all-over-creaky-knees-rusty"&gt;evermore&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I fucking hurt all over. Creaky knees, rusty knuckles, stiff back, achy ankles. I’m too young to be falling apart.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I feel that way all the time, especially in the winter. The cold makes your bones do funny things….so do people I suppose. Sleep well…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/302348843</link><guid>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/302348843</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Dec 2009 01:29:47 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>herbeautytoucheseverything:

Photo #2
San Francisco,...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://2.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kvamclqNv81qzvdzfo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://herbeautytoucheseverything.tumblr.com/post/302156639/photo-2-san-francisco-california-this-is-one"&gt;herbeautytoucheseverything&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Photo #2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;San Francisco, California&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is one of my favorite pictures I’ve ever taken because of the lighting. The skill I pride myself most in, is the ability to take a picture without editing it or altering its quality. I love this because I was able to capture the moment between daylight and sunset.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;This picture is too beautiful. It makes me wish I was back in San Diego,  just to enjoy the sunsets on the beach again. That was always my favorite part of living in California.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/302179506</link><guid>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/302179506</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Dec 2009 23:28:32 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Ya know...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I really hope that whatever it is that you want to steal, turns out to be that which I don’t really care about. It’s going to happen…of that I’m sure. But I’m not ready to say here, this is mine. Vampires blend in so well don’t they? Clearly, I’m not ready…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/302142054</link><guid>http://cashville.tumblr.com/post/302142054</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Dec 2009 23:01:00 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
