<?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-5615198</id><updated>2011-07-03T11:32:40.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oopsie daisy!</title><subtitle type='html'>get it away!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oopsiedaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615198/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oopsiedaisy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09632245848611782947</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>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615198.post-106476191519374307</id><published>2003-09-28T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T08:11:55.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know, what you did was REALLY fucked up.  I don't mean a little, I mean MAJORLY.  Do you even comprehend what you did?  Let me put this in blunt terms for you like I did Addie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fucked Addie's cousin Preston, who obviously probably sleeps with a number of girls and even gang banged one.  You did it right beside of her, while she was fucking some guy she didn't even know.  You had Austin, sitting there on the bed watching and getting off to it.  You had Andrea in the other room trying to sleep, yet she had to hear it.  Do you really think Andrea cared to hear you both fucking?  That is RUDE.  It's fucking SICKENING. Everytime I think about it I get PISSED OFF.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe you do feel bad about it, but you sure as hell have a hard time showing it.  You act as though everyone is wrong for being pissed about it, and that you did nothing wrong.  EVERYONE IS PISSED.  Even Jake is pissed and he really has no reason to.  I'm sorry if what I wrote hurts your feelings.  I was really pissed when I did it and I'm really pissed now.  As for everyone minding their own business and getting a job, etc.  it's kinda hard to when someone you care about goes out and does STUPID SHIT.  I realize I did stupid shit on Friday too, but I learned my fucking lesson from it.  It seems as though you still haven't.  Maybe something will give you a kick in the ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615198-106476191519374307?l=oopsiedaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615198/posts/default/106476191519374307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615198/posts/default/106476191519374307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oopsiedaisy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106476191519374307' title=''/><author><name>ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09632245848611782947</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615198.post-106472511462616740</id><published>2003-09-27T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-27T21:58:33.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;COLD (I'm running out of ideas REMIX!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immense amusement and joy&lt;br /&gt;Comes from this lyric poetry&lt;br /&gt;That I implore&lt;br /&gt;It makes me giggle&lt;br /&gt;With excitement&lt;br /&gt;Making fun of some people&lt;br /&gt;Who get their kicks off of cement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm…cold&lt;br /&gt;Hard&lt;br /&gt;Dirty&lt;br /&gt;fLoOr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm…fucking&lt;br /&gt;In front&lt;br /&gt;Of family&lt;br /&gt;Is so FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of the excuses in the world&lt;br /&gt;Don’t excuse you&lt;br /&gt;From what you did&lt;br /&gt;You knew what you were doing&lt;br /&gt;AND IT WAS FUCKING SICK&lt;br /&gt;NEVER DO THAT SHIT AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615198-106472511462616740?l=oopsiedaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615198/posts/default/106472511462616740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615198/posts/default/106472511462616740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oopsiedaisy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106472511462616740' title=''/><author><name>ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09632245848611782947</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615198.post-106472488685104579</id><published>2003-09-27T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-27T21:54:46.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Little girl (ON THE FLOOR REMIX!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck are you thinking&lt;br /&gt;What goes through that mind&lt;br /&gt;That pretty little head&lt;br /&gt;That is only one of a kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you’re so tainted&lt;br /&gt;The flowers fainted&lt;br /&gt;When you entered the room&lt;br /&gt;Kinda like bombs dropping, boom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An OH OH here&lt;br /&gt;And an AH AH there&lt;br /&gt;An OH &lt;br /&gt;And an AH&lt;br /&gt;EVERYWHERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOoOO weeee OooOOo&lt;br /&gt;I can see you&lt;br /&gt;Peek A Boo!&lt;br /&gt;I just stepped on your face with my shoe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why were you down there on the floor?&lt;br /&gt;Who is that guy?&lt;br /&gt;What is that thing?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you crying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong huh?&lt;br /&gt;This is all new&lt;br /&gt;The girl who never knew&lt;br /&gt;That the ones closest to us cause the most pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe I shouldn’t give a fuck&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should let it go&lt;br /&gt;But it’s too hard&lt;br /&gt;Too FUCKED UP&lt;br /&gt;To just erase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615198-106472488685104579?l=oopsiedaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615198/posts/default/106472488685104579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615198/posts/default/106472488685104579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oopsiedaisy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106472488685104579' title=''/><author><name>ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09632245848611782947</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615198.post-106472459368854500</id><published>2003-09-27T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-27T21:49:53.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;In and Out (Sick and Dirty ReMiX!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind in doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I just found out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no morals and no guilt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t feel bad&lt;br /&gt;You don’t care&lt;br /&gt;You don’t see a problem&lt;br /&gt;You don’t want a solution&lt;br /&gt;To this fucked up situation&lt;br /&gt;That has all of us aching&lt;br /&gt;To forget&lt;br /&gt;To move on&lt;br /&gt;To leave it behind&lt;br /&gt;And live our own lives&lt;br /&gt;But it’s so sick&lt;br /&gt;And you’re so dirty&lt;br /&gt;And it kills us&lt;br /&gt;To think of it&lt;br /&gt;To imagine it&lt;br /&gt;To hear it&lt;br /&gt;Inside our heads&lt;br /&gt;Inside our minds&lt;br /&gt;Inside ourselves&lt;br /&gt;Inside of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615198-106472459368854500?l=oopsiedaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615198/posts/default/106472459368854500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615198/posts/default/106472459368854500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oopsiedaisy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106472459368854500' title=''/><author><name>ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09632245848611782947</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615198.post-10647237613670744</id><published>2003-09-27T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-27T21:40:19.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahaha.  i never use this fucker.  i'm using it now because a lot of shit has been happening and i really can't handle it.  i just can't keep it all inside, you know?  i have to vent.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday i went and got high and got the shit scared out of me about 3 times, when i said i wasn't going to get high.  so yes, i went back on what i said and i am a dirty little hypocrite.  i'm not getting high again, or atleast for a long while.  so i was feeling like shit because i ditched some of my friends and didn't make it back to their house.  THANK FUCKING GOD I DIDN'T.  ok here's where karma comes into play - so i was out doing what i shouldn't have been doing and all this bad stuff starting happening, right?  exactly.  good.  well i got my ass kicked by karma and i decided to call it a night and not go to my friend's house because i felt that something else bad was going to happen.  to my surprise i find out that something did happen, my friends are whores.  it just fucking pisses me off to even think about it.  ugh sick sick.  but you know, something is looking out for me.  if i would have went to that house while i was high then i would have BEEN RIGHT DOWN THERE ON THAT HARD DIRTY ASS FLOOR FUCKING TWO GUYS I BARELY KNOW WITH THEM.  so karma is on my side baby, *smooch* i love you karma.  i knew all that stuff happened to me for a reason, i just didn't know why.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still pissed about what happened though.  i really have no reason to because it's their lives, not mine.  i guess it's different when you care about someone.  when you think that they're something they're not, like oh lets say...smart?  andrea, it's like my picture has been smashed babe, you know?  lol.  i'm sorry your weekend has been bad, i can only imagine.  first your car, then your friends.  what else is going to get tainted this weekend?  we have one more day, i'm sure we can fit some more in, right?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i am pissed right now.  i've been having fits of anger and calm all night.  i just keep thinking about it  i keep thinking about the sounds, the sick ass boy WATCHING, the poor girl in the other room, the song A.D.I.D.A.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL DAY I DREAM ABOUT SEX&lt;br /&gt;ALL DAY I DREAM ABOUT FUCKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lets not forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW YOUR FUCKING NAME&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT, LETS FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i'll probably feel bad about this post tomorrow, but for the moment, fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reckless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's midnight&lt;br /&gt;There are no lights&lt;br /&gt;That shine bright&lt;br /&gt;On my pathetic plight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE HELD&lt;br /&gt;AND TO HOLD&lt;br /&gt;TO BE FEEL WARM&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I'M COLD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know you&lt;br /&gt;And I don't even care&lt;br /&gt;All I really want&lt;br /&gt;Is to feel you pulling my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, make me SCREAM&lt;br /&gt;And make me MOAN&lt;br /&gt;Make me CRY&lt;br /&gt;And make me GROAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know you&lt;br /&gt;And I don't even care&lt;br /&gt;All I really want&lt;br /&gt;Is to feel you pulling my hair&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so reckless&lt;br /&gt;(Reckless)&lt;br /&gt;Careless&lt;br /&gt;Desperate&lt;br /&gt;And Apathetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you're free&lt;br /&gt;But it seems&lt;br /&gt;You're chained down&lt;br /&gt;To fake lust and love&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;Because you probably like bondage too, bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615198-10647237613670744?l=oopsiedaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615198/posts/default/10647237613670744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615198/posts/default/10647237613670744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oopsiedaisy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#10647237613670744' title=''/><author><name>ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09632245848611782947</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615198.post-105916797270079169</id><published>2003-07-25T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T14:19:32.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooo.  a new blog.  ooh how nice.  nothing to write right now you just wait till tonight and maybe next week is over.  yeah.  a whole lot of blog comin' right at your FACE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615198-105916797270079169?l=oopsiedaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615198/posts/default/105916797270079169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615198/posts/default/105916797270079169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oopsiedaisy.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105916797270079169' title=''/><author><name>ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09632245848611782947</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></entry></feed>
