<?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-8716077375778126679</id><updated>2011-10-03T19:39:53.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nice One</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nice-one.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8716077375778126679/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nice-one.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kaytee58</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894983626990705245</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>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8716077375778126679.post-2280605940722351789</id><published>2011-10-03T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T19:39:49.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Inside</title><content type='html'>I just don't understand why everyone else can't understand.&amp;nbsp; They don't get that I'm finally doing something for me, that i want to do.&amp;nbsp; I'm always the one that will do anything to please other and hate when other people are upset.&amp;nbsp; But now I've decided I'm tired of it.&amp;nbsp; I tired of pleasing others while pissing off myself. I'm sick of being the girl that has to hide her pain, just to cheer up someone else.&amp;nbsp; And I'm tired of always worrying about how others feel before myself.&amp;nbsp; While I'm helping people become better, I'm destroying myself.&amp;nbsp; It's like no one knows who&amp;nbsp;I really am inside.&amp;nbsp; That's somewhat because I don't let people in.&amp;nbsp; Why do i have to be that way, always hide my pain, what's inside, and who i really am, just to feel like people will like me?&amp;nbsp; No one has a clue who&amp;nbsp;I am on the inside.&amp;nbsp; But that's all about to change.&amp;nbsp; I'll show them who&amp;nbsp;I really am and what I'm made of!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8716077375778126679-2280605940722351789?l=the-nice-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nice-one.blogspot.com/feeds/2280605940722351789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-nice-one.blogspot.com/2011/10/on-inside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8716077375778126679/posts/default/2280605940722351789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8716077375778126679/posts/default/2280605940722351789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nice-one.blogspot.com/2011/10/on-inside.html' title='On The Inside'/><author><name>Kaytee58</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894983626990705245</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>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
