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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> </description><title>cΛsey hiLL</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @caseyhill)</generator><link>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>I really do</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3fdyjDLjv1qzyhxto1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really do&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/22299133792</link><guid>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/22299133792</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 May 2012 21:37:31 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>God damn these killings are gorgeous...</title><description>Smoke and mirrors and everything nice.. I wasn’t married to the weekend, I was banging’ on the back...</description><link>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/347436755</link><guid>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/347436755</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Jan 2010 08:34:34 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>Hopes and Wishes</title><description>Hopes and wishes, Passion and tenderness&amp;#8230; They were so close and so dearly to me.. I...</description><link>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/341479501</link><guid>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/341479501</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Jan 2010 15:26:00 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>Place caption here.(This is only a test)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kpvfmh9ciu1qzyhxto1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Place caption here.(This is only a test)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/186277092</link><guid>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/186277092</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2009 13:35:05 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>She thinks I’m much too thin.. She asks me if I’m...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/PbirlO65Mp6ovnnenI99GONRo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;She thinks I’m much too thin.. She asks me if I’m sick.. What’s a girl to do with friends like this.. She lets me drive her car so I can score an eighth from the lesbians out west in Venice… California in the Summer… and my hair is growing long… Fuck yeah, we can live like this.. But if you left it up to me, everyday would be a holiday from real.. We’d waste our weeks beneath the sun. We’d fry our brains and say it’s so much fun out here.. But when it’s all over, I’ll come back for another year…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/130706325</link><guid>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/130706325</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Jun 2009 11:55:42 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I’m not fucking around… I think I’m coming...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/PbirlO65Mopur7cmOds1vsZxo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’m not fucking around… I think I’m coming out.. All the deceivers and cheaters, I think we’ve got a bleeder right now… Want you to slap me around? Want you to knock me out? Well, you missed me kissed me.. Now you better kick me down.. Maybe you’re the runner up, but the first one to lose the race… Almost only really counts in Horseshoes and Handgrenades.. I’m gonna burn it all down… I’m gonna rip it out.. Well everything that you employ was meant for me to destroy to the ground now.. So don’t fuck me around because I’ll shoot you down.. I’m gonna drink, fight and fuck and pushing my luck all the time now.. I’m Not Fucking Around…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/123586648</link><guid>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/123586648</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Jun 2009 17:08:08 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Keep it up (like you even know how to stop)… Call me up if...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/PbirlO65Momlrkjagf40BBLmo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Keep it up (like you even know how to stop)… Call me up if you think that you’ve had enough.. I’ll show you two ways to bleed, If you just show me those teeth under those famous lips of yours… Now show me what you’re working with (not like it’s a secret)… You dance your way from bed to bed… And try not to make it so obvious.. You always make it so obvious.. I’m finding that all of the things that you’ve thrown away… Have found their way to my door… You’re like a fever I can’t get over,  I can’t get over the way All of the things that you’ve thrown away have found their way to my door..  Well are you ready for some good news? I had you two made from the start.. You thought you wouldn’t get caught.. It’ll be my time to shine.. The next time the clock strikes 12:34&lt;br/&gt; On the bell until then I’ll see you in… &lt;br/&gt; Hell!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/122393273</link><guid>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/122393273</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2009 10:33:09 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I KNOW A GHOST, and when doubted his truth reveals incredible...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/PbirlO65Mn2wjqcyAiNLyTbgo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I KNOW A GHOST, and when doubted his truth reveals incredible vengeance.. Vanity is a sepulcher, do as you please, shame will follow.. Languages rot and insects lose interest, mountains of plastic: Melting away… As long as these struggles are aimless, we will all be standing still… When worded correctly, truth is never a cliché; this is because so many are attached to their deaf ears… Collect the leaves, count them, name them, study each and every single one of them… All mistakes can be marked by borders, all of love can be traced to a maker… It seems as if what is most important, isn’t noticed when forgotten. Do as you please, shame will follow… The sun and the moon, you’ll always take them for granted… What’s delicate is lost… As the selfish forgot what is sacred,  the humble forget themselves.. When worded correctly, truth is never a cliché; &lt;br/&gt; This is because so many are attached to their deaf ears…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/103362017</link><guid>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/103362017</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2009 10:59:54 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Hit the pavement and drive for the first time in a long...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/PbirlO65Mmw95hm7SAOA2tDRo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hit the pavement and drive for the first time in a long time… And pray that everything works out fine… She said try to have a good time… And get your fill of cheap thrills.. Try anything to save a dime… So let’s get moving, and let’s get grooving… To every single word we’ve grown to know ‘till we get car sick, play our hands quick and try to save ourselves along the way… You’re a gamble… You’ve got nothing left to lose… You think you got me in the back of your pocket, you do.. So take a breath and try to keep it down… Cause I love these girls but I hate this town.. But I’m positive that there’s nothing about you to get to know.. Hit the lights and get down for the last time in a long time.. And try to think of every last line… She said, try to have a good time, Don’t put up with the hard hits, They’ll just hit you harder every time… That you get moving, and you’ll keep losing… What little bit of mind that you have left… So try and please me, but take it easy and try to keep your thoughts above the belt…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/101655524</link><guid>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/101655524</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Apr 2009 19:18:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>..Enough Said..</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/PbirlO65Mmu9t6qxvySuQU5xo1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;..Enough Said..&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/101078459</link><guid>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/101078459</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Apr 2009 10:01:14 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I bought a one way ticketCause I knew I’d never see the...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/PbirlO65Mmfyiar2K1aNtg8bo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I bought a one way ticket&lt;br/&gt;Cause I knew I’d never see the ground&lt;br/&gt;Unless I was aboard a jet plane&lt;br/&gt;And we were going down&lt;br/&gt;When I wiped the tears from my eyes&lt;br/&gt;The warm water took me by surprise&lt;br/&gt;And I woke up beside the ocean&lt;br/&gt;I realized I must be in California&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/97510608</link><guid>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/97510608</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Apr 2009 09:36:04 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Breathe and I’ll carry you away into the velvet sky
And we’ll...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/PbirlO65Mmb5dhw6gOelJ7E0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Breathe and I’ll carry you away into the velvet sky
And we’ll stir the stars around
And watch them fall away into the Hudson Bay
And plummet out of sight and sound
The open summer breeze will sweep you through the hills
Where I live in the alpine heights
Below the Northern Lights, I spend my coldest nights
Alone, awake and thinking of…the weekend we were in love

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 </title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/PbirlO65Mlkz3ii0ZzTuUgGeo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aint It A Shame To Be So young and INSANE…?

 &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/90462854</link><guid>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/90462854</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2009 17:11:43 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>On The Edge...</title><description>This process is becoming difficult with everyone around me.. donating words to my mouth&amp;#8230; Ill...</description><link>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/87592148</link><guid>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/87592148</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2009 10:41:22 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>The Ugly American…</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/PbirlO65Ml69cuc5xX3QAu3eo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Ugly American…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/87272075</link><guid>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/87272075</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2009 10:02:21 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>The DownFall...</title><description>Heres To A Better Year&amp;#8230; I hope youre happy with yourself..</description><link>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/87271852</link><guid>http://caseyhill.tumblr.com/post/87271852</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2009 10:01:50 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
