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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>A simple smile is enough to change the course of a bad day</description><title>La Vie Chic</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @laviechic)</generator><link>http://laviechic.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Innocence and simplicity have moved on to a new generation. They seem to have forgotten me, but I will not forget them. &#13;</title><description>Innocence and simplicity have moved on to a new generation. They seem to have forgotten me, but I will not forget them. &lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Boys had cooties and girls went to college to get more knowledge. The words were familiar, the faces were warm. Until one day, somehow, somewhere along the way, boys lost their cooties and girls lost their focus. A downward spiral. A loss of comfort, familiarity. Confusion. Confusion is the new innocence, as black was once the new pink. You forget what pink was, why it was happy. Why anyone was happy. Pain takes the place of simplicity, pulling your insides out and tearing you apart. Values are replaced and friends lose their place. Until, suddenly, in the blink of an eye, the world stops spinning and the pull stops. That split second is our own. That split second when the world is ours, we wish for one thing. We yearn for the pure and simple. </description><link>http://laviechic.tumblr.com/post/49982208038</link><guid>http://laviechic.tumblr.com/post/49982208038</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 May 2013 22:16:13 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Flight never stops</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/4d84aaffe708a990a242c3d4bc99ed2f/tumblr_mmidqqnqMF1sqv8x1o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Flight never stops&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laviechic.tumblr.com/post/49981171195</link><guid>http://laviechic.tumblr.com/post/49981171195</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 May 2013 22:04:02 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Poem 2</title><description>Although you know it isn't right&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Smile bright, smile bright&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
although a frown seeps through, so wide&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Push it down with all your might&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
It isn't right, it isn't right&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Show them what they want to see&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
There's never going to be a fight&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
flash your smile big and bright&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Mask your fears, although you know it isn't right</description><link>http://laviechic.tumblr.com/post/49980415427</link><guid>http://laviechic.tumblr.com/post/49980415427</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 May 2013 21:55:14 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Poem 1:
Boys, ballads, and ballet shoes
I did my best to keep up
but now I see
My best isn’t..."</title><description>“Poem 1:&lt;br/&gt;
Boys, ballads, and ballet shoes&lt;br/&gt;
I did my best to keep up&lt;br/&gt;
but now I see&lt;br/&gt;
My best isn’t good enough for you&lt;br/&gt;
and you’re not good enough for me”</description><link>http://laviechic.tumblr.com/post/49979854879</link><guid>http://laviechic.tumblr.com/post/49979854879</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 May 2013 21:48:48 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
