<?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-7240863</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:23:39.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If Only...</title><subtitle type='html'>I try to run away, but only can run to you.  Can you be my sweet escape?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240863/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetescape.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>.laura.elizabeth.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152724597881946387</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-7240863.post-108666782057560111</id><published>2004-06-07T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T21:10:20.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Attempt</title><content type='html'>All I want is to be free.  It's not that I live a completely wretched life, so why is it that I feel the need to be so far away from my family, and sometimes my friends?  I have no one to lean on but myself, and I think that I have accepted that to a new degree.  I'm 16, and interested in moving out on my own, is there any advice you could give in order to better explain to my parents that this is truely what I want with my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a &lt;strong&gt;smoker.&lt;/strong&gt;  Why is that not acceptable in my family?  My grandfather did it.  It's my choice.  I have a strong opinion on living for the moment, and that is one way I choose to live.  Why am I not able to make these choices, it's not as if I am a child and do not comprehend my actions.  These are concious decisions I choose to make with my life. I am constantly stressed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240863-108666782057560111?l=mysweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/108666782057560111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240863&amp;postID=108666782057560111' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240863/posts/default/108666782057560111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240863/posts/default/108666782057560111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetescape.blogspot.com/2004/06/my-first-attempt.html' title='My First Attempt'/><author><name>.laura.elizabeth.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13152724597881946387</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>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
