<?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-5338904</id><updated>2011-05-05T19:17:14.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>girls. from my past</title><subtitle type='html'>a few that stand out...few are still missing from here
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://succumbtoher.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5338904/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://succumbtoher.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>patheticboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611590850445307191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6N_Knup8kM/R1iqucdx-7I/AAAAAAAAABE/0v3mJEUows4/S220/newglasses.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5338904.post-108441885963295378</id><published>2004-05-12T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T20:27:39.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ugh....who will i write about next.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://succumbtoher.blogspot.com/feeds/108441885963295378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5338904&amp;postID=108441885963295378' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5338904/posts/default/108441885963295378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5338904/posts/default/108441885963295378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://succumbtoher.blogspot.com/2004/05/ugh.html' title=''/><author><name>patheticboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611590850445307191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6N_Knup8kM/R1iqucdx-7I/AAAAAAAAABE/0v3mJEUows4/S220/newglasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5338904.post-93496131</id><published>2003-04-29T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T16:39:00.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sarahmy sweet little  Sarah, probably the greatest part of my time at PTI. She had kickass dirty blonde hair that hung down past her shoulders......she stood maybe up to about my chin. sweet as can be with a little bit of a bitch attitude that only showed itself in times of need. she had a great little boy named brian to some dumbass, deadbeat named Mike. he didnt deserve her or brian. i spent </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://succumbtoher.blogspot.com/feeds/93496131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5338904&amp;postID=93496131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5338904/posts/default/93496131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5338904/posts/default/93496131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://succumbtoher.blogspot.com/2003/04/sarah-my-sweet-little-sarah-probably.html' title=''/><author><name>patheticboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611590850445307191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6N_Knup8kM/R1iqucdx-7I/AAAAAAAAABE/0v3mJEUows4/S220/newglasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5338904.post-93496118</id><published>2003-04-29T16:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T16:38:43.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>little saramy little Christina Ricci look alike. this is one of the people that i was just friends with......er....when im sober. i met her up at Slippery Rock. I miss Slippery Rock. little sara and i were like inseperable at times....then there was the party at .......um....i dont know where it was...i just know there was alcohol fruit. and i took a piece out of Chris' mouth...the girls loved </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://succumbtoher.blogspot.com/feeds/93496118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5338904&amp;postID=93496118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5338904/posts/default/93496118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5338904/posts/default/93496118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://succumbtoher.blogspot.com/2003/04/little-sara-my-little-christina-ricci.html' title=''/><author><name>patheticboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611590850445307191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6N_Knup8kM/R1iqucdx-7I/AAAAAAAAABE/0v3mJEUows4/S220/newglasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5338904.post-93496116</id><published>2003-04-29T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T16:53:45.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Joelleit was probably around '93-94. i cant believe i dont remember. i was working at Kaybee toys, when they hired a new assistant manager. she came in and we seemed to have clicked from day one....we joked with eachother alot. she was very beautiful, i she knew i thought it. unfortunately she was about 5 years older than me, with a long term boyfriend. well, something happened and alot of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://succumbtoher.blogspot.com/feeds/93496116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5338904&amp;postID=93496116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5338904/posts/default/93496116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5338904/posts/default/93496116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://succumbtoher.blogspot.com/2003/04/joelle-it-was-probably-around-93-94.html' title=''/><author><name>patheticboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611590850445307191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6N_Knup8kM/R1iqucdx-7I/AAAAAAAAABE/0v3mJEUows4/S220/newglasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
