<?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-3446749</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:19:51.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black On white, Gothic Dreams</title><subtitle type='html'>I dreamt In black in white</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vurui.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3446749/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vurui.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lucifer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://articgraphics.homestead.com/files/Photos/bunnie.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3446749.post-107929311488017443</id><published>2004-03-11T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T11:41:44.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ProbationIm off probation!Im off probation!Im off probation!Im off probation!Im off probation!Im off probation!Im off probation!Im off probation!Im off probation!Im off probation!Im off probation!Im off probation!Im off probation!Im off probation!Im off probation!Im off probation!Im off probation!Im off probation!Im off probation!Im off probation!Im off probation!Im off probation!Im off </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vurui.blogspot.com/feeds/107929311488017443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3446749&amp;postID=107929311488017443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3446749/posts/default/107929311488017443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3446749/posts/default/107929311488017443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vurui.blogspot.com/2004/03/probation-im-off-probationim-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucifer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://articgraphics.homestead.com/files/Photos/bunnie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3446749.post-107463550258469431</id><published>2004-01-20T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T19:30:57.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Public Service AnnouncmentIf your eyes are reading this that means that you should be writting in my comments box.Post your oppionions Come on its not like your going to make me Cry or anything...Have you ever wondered which hurts the most? Saying something and wishing you hadn't?, or Saying nothing and wishing you had? I guess the most important things are the hardest things to say. Don't be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3446749/posts/default/107463550258469431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3446749/posts/default/107463550258469431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vurui.blogspot.com/2004/01/public-service-announcment-if-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucifer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://articgraphics.homestead.com/files/Photos/bunnie.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3446749.post-107404949224854723</id><published>2004-01-13T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T19:06:41.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...Caskets On the newsI wont come in to work today, There's caskets on the news.I will not go to school today,There's a casket on the news. How can you act like you dont care,Theres a casket On the newsYou were my entire world Theres caskets on the newsYou take my breath every dayWho's caskets' on the news?Chain me up and hide me awaywho's casket is on the news?!I will not go to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vurui.blogspot.com/feeds/107404949224854723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3446749&amp;postID=107404949224854723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3446749/posts/default/107404949224854723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3446749/posts/default/107404949224854723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vurui.blogspot.com/2004/01/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucifer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://articgraphics.homestead.com/files/Photos/bunnie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3446749.post-107324417495681872</id><published>2004-01-04T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-04T11:24:32.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pathetic as fuckI guess I didnt make the phrase "Leave me the fuck alone and ill do the same to you" clear enough  From :  Betty Beebs  Sent :  Sunday, January 4, 2004 2:07 AM To :  gothicbtchbarbie909@hotmail.com Subject :  RE: o     |  | Inbox    This is stefani right now and I read what you wrote to linzie and half that shit you wrote was way bellow the belt and wrong and don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vurui.blogspot.com/feeds/107324417495681872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3446749&amp;postID=107324417495681872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3446749/posts/default/107324417495681872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3446749/posts/default/107324417495681872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vurui.blogspot.com/2004/01/pathetic-as-fuck-i-guess-i-didnt-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucifer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://articgraphics.homestead.com/files/Photos/bunnie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3446749.post-107241520864209885</id><published>2003-12-25T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T21:08:13.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stop!Stop looking at me Frosty... Stop looking at me Frosty....You're on the neighbor's yard. The neighbor's.. not ours. You're a hideous blow up snowman and who ever decided you had to be that huge was obviously drunk. I'm already plotting to have you destroyed so I will never had to see you out my window again. What do you say to that?I can't wait 'till they deflate you.Stop looking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vurui.blogspot.com/feeds/107241520864209885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3446749&amp;postID=107241520864209885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3446749/posts/default/107241520864209885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3446749/posts/default/107241520864209885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vurui.blogspot.com/2003/12/stop-stop-looking-at-me-frosty.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucifer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://articgraphics.homestead.com/files/Photos/bunnie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3446749.post-107107665085919680</id><published>2003-12-10T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T15:28:05.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Creative energyI guess I just have alot of creative energy lately because I just keep writing more and more poety,Heres my newestMy InnerchildOnce I thought I had a soul,My inner self had all controlBut not that girl, that child is deadAnd whence I think of her I’m filled with dreadOh Kali, Kali, where have you gone?With your golden hair so fairAnd with such love for your mom,You’ve gone away to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vurui.blogspot.com/feeds/107107665085919680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3446749&amp;postID=107107665085919680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3446749/posts/default/107107665085919680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3446749/posts/default/107107665085919680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vurui.blogspot.com/2003/12/creative-energy-i-guess-i-just-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucifer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://articgraphics.homestead.com/files/Photos/bunnie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3446749.post-106678612967866883</id><published>2003-10-21T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T18:28:49.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Nunnery in logan?I went with steve-o , sam and zack to this old nunnery up logan canyon because its suppossed to be haunted. Little did I know that 38 people were held hostage there 0_0 read.Nightmare in logan Canyon! READ THIS!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vurui.blogspot.com/feeds/106678612967866883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3446749&amp;postID=106678612967866883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3446749/posts/default/106678612967866883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3446749/posts/default/106678612967866883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vurui.blogspot.com/2003/10/nunnery-in-logan-i-went-with-steve-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucifer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://articgraphics.homestead.com/files/Photos/bunnie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3446749.post-106208472412607683</id><published>2003-08-28T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-28T08:32:04.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New school Year 2003Well Its been an eventfull summer but I've finally settled down a bit for the new school year.Ive started going to this Private Charter school Under the Copper Mill (a resturant) In logan.Its everything Ive wanted in a school for a long Time.We dont have a very strict dress code and We can dye Our hair any color (Theres this kid Bryant Whos hair is NEON PINK!)And have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vurui.blogspot.com/feeds/106208472412607683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3446749&amp;postID=106208472412607683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3446749/posts/default/106208472412607683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3446749/posts/default/106208472412607683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vurui.blogspot.com/2003/08/new-school-year-2003-well-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucifer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://articgraphics.homestead.com/files/Photos/bunnie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3446749.post-93755929</id><published>2003-05-04T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T11:51:51.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>never Plant trees with 0ld menOk. Yesterday I learned why you do not plant trees with old men. The old guy that bought me shoes took me out to plant trees as I would get paid for it he said. So I went with him up to bear lake (about an hours drive from here) and got ready to do some heavy tree planting. The trees turned out to be sticks.This old guy wanted me to plant sticks in the ground </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vurui.blogspot.com/feeds/93755929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3446749&amp;postID=93755929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3446749/posts/default/93755929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3446749/posts/default/93755929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vurui.blogspot.com/2003/05/never-plant-trees-with-0ld-men-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucifer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://articgraphics.homestead.com/files/Photos/bunnie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3446749.post-78080702</id><published>2002-06-22T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-30T21:34:28.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Even in laughter a heart may ache, and joy may end in grief,I see the world for the first time through my eyes, I know who I am, Not who I thought I was. . . mada shiranai nanimo, kokoro ga motometerru mono shiranai no . . ****************: ;eave Kira alone you nastly little skank of a whore***********(Sat 06/22/02 01:05:25 PM): Stroppy mare. When you get back online, get this. I asked for advice</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vurui.blogspot.com/feeds/78080702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3446749&amp;postID=78080702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3446749/posts/default/78080702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3446749/posts/default/78080702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vurui.blogspot.com/2002/06/even-in-laughter-heart-may-ache-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucifer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://articgraphics.homestead.com/files/Photos/bunnie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
