<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" ?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Blog Entries by &quot;The Meanest Boy In Town &lt;3 &quot; | SpaceHey</title><link>https://blog.spacehey.com/user?id=3938466</link><description>The most recent Blog Entries by the User &quot;The Meanest Boy In Town &lt;3 &quot; on SpaceHey</description><item><title>Text me late</title><link>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2091289</link><guid>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2091289</guid><description>15.02.2026 My room full of vanilla and smoke. In the middle of cats and coke I woke. On this eternal night, please confess. Text me late, you will success.</description><pubDate>Sun, 15 Feb 2026 21:42:21 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Workaholic</title><link>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2075990</link><guid>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2075990</guid><description>02.02.2026 It’s an unhealthy obsession. Working day and night. Till my mind and body can’t take it anymore. I’m a high achiever, everyone knows that. Doing it for myself and others. Going far and beyond. I can see the end, but I never reach it. The end is simple.</description><pubDate>Mon, 02 Feb 2026 18:50:27 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>You want battle? I&#039;ll give you war.</title><link>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2060878</link><guid>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2060878</guid><description>20.01.2026 I&#039;m not done. Not until I win.</description><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2026 19:25:59 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Flowers grow where I once cried</title><link>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2054974</link><guid>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2054974</guid><description>15.01.2026 During these restless nights of agony and pain. I cry wherever my soul pleases. Not seeking peace or an end, but something greater, meaningful. After the night ends and the sky clears, a new page turns in my head. I leave behind a garden full of flowers, of something greater. Grown by the tears I once shed.</description><pubDate>Thu, 15 Jan 2026 18:32:29 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>One must always play by the rules, but this doesn&#039;t mean you can&#039;t bend them.</title><link>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2050120</link><guid>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2050120</guid><description>11.01.2026 I think it&#039;s important to bend the rules. A soul will become gray if it doesn&#039;t. It&#039;s almost like it gets stuck in a box. The box being a little world with only one door, with only one goal. Most of us play by the rules. It&#039;s just safer that way. But to grow and shine, one must never get into the box. They have to learn how to walk on the sharp edge of the law, while bending it t</description><pubDate>Sun, 11 Jan 2026 17:38:38 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Messy Cursive</title><link>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2046517</link><guid>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2046517</guid><description>08.01.2026 The style of my handwriting has no room for being mistaken. It&#039;s a messy cursive, always leaning to the right. It&#039;s classic, confident, and sharp. People often say that my handwriting is very specific. They could recognize it right away. I think that&#039;s also one of the things that makes me different. I stand out in many ways, even by my handwriting.</description><pubDate>Thu, 08 Jan 2026 16:47:42 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Old Converse - My story</title><link>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2039828</link><guid>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2039828</guid><description>01.03.2026 I wear Converse. I don’t keep them clean, even when they’re white. As I walk through grass and along roads of gravel, they get worn. Sometimes I go deep into the forest to pick blueberries. I accidentally step on some, and my Converse turn purple. Each old pair holds memories, sweet and sour.</description><pubDate>Sat, 03 Jan 2026 18:12:43 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>As a star, to glow is to burn</title><link>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2035559</link><guid>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2035559</guid><description>31.12.2025 Little star, always glowing. He stands out in the night sky full of stars, shining as the brightest of them all. Brighter than any of them ever has. Others admire little star, but they don&#039;t realize that to glow means to burn. Some days little star doesn&#039;t glow. He disappears into the void, exhausted of glowing, of all the burning. Remember</description><pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2025 15:09:59 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>The old guitar of my mother</title><link>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2031173</link><guid>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2031173</guid><description>27.12.2025 I decided to start playing guitar earlier this year. My mother took one out of a dusty corner in her room telling me it&#039;s a little bit broken.  I admire that guitar. It may not be best sounding, and the strings are little rusty, but it has a beautiful story. My mother bought that guitar from a band whose name has been forgotten. She learned, played, and at some point lost interest. But,...</description><pubDate>Sat, 27 Dec 2025 21:15:16 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Killer heels on ice</title><link>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2029888</link><guid>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2029888</guid><description>26.12.2025 My wired Apple EarPods on. Unreleased Lana Del Rey playing. I dance on the ice, my heels as sharp as my tongue. The edges are sharp enough to kill. I jump - I fall. But I always get back up. Sometimes my eyes land on figures outside of the rink. They stare, so I get closer. My heart skips a beat every time our eyes meet. We never talk. We never meet again.</description><pubDate>Fri, 26 Dec 2025 14:57:18 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>My chic birthmark</title><link>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2028170</link><guid>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2028170</guid><description>24.12.2025 I have a birthmark on my waist. I&#039;ve always hated it - until yesterday. I was looking into my mirror, thinking about nothing? Then I saw it - my chic birthmark.</description><pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2025 21:39:16 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>REPLICA - By the Fireplace</title><link>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2024727</link><guid>https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2024727</guid><description>21.12.2025 I bought a new perfume yesterday. My friend Ode and I were looking around the mall, searching for Christmas presents. She showed me a perfume that she liked. It was called By the Fireplace . Instantly, I fell in love with it. I think I’ll keep it as my signature perfume for some time… forever?</description><pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2025 19:01:27 +0000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>