﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW</link></image><item><title>Friday, November 05, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/153640185/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/153640185/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Nov 2004 17:01:43 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P class=blogTimeStamp&gt;Friday 05/11/2004 &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P class=blogSubject&gt;&lt;A href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;amp;friendID=2638633&amp;amp;blogID=7367106" target="_new"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;5:12 AM&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp; The Fuck Story &lt;BR&gt;Current mood: bitchy &lt;IMG src="http://blog.myspace.com/images/blog/moods/bitchy.gif" align=absMiddle&gt; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=blogContent&gt;Fuck you, Fuck you and your Fucked up ways.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Fuck your so-called brighter days.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Fuck the foes, Fuck the "friends".&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Fuck your treachery, and Fuck this pain.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Fuck this fear that you've implanted.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Fuck in it all, Fuck the masses.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Fuck you too, you should've stayed.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Fuck the peace, and Fuck your money.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Fuck this Goddamned country.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Fuck you cuz' without me your world is nothing. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/153640185/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, October 27, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/149830842/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/149830842/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Oct 2004 19:02:01 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;"Why", her son asked looking oh so innocently, "Don't ask why YOU NEVER ASK WHY!", the mother replied, "but mommy he's bleeding, daddy is bleeding why did you do that to daddy mommy?" the mother punches the son "I said never to ask why didn't I?, DIDN'T I?, now if anybody asks your father fell, he fell down those stairs and&amp;nbsp;I never hit him I never hit him once NEVER!",&amp;nbsp; her son still felt the need to ask why but know what would happen to him if he did he decided to ask in a different way, "well mommy wouldn't that be lying if i said that you never hit him caused you did." The mother becomes more paranoid than ever, she ducks down "hide, hide before I have to kill&amp;nbsp; you I love you sooo much that I would kill you to save you from the police."&amp;nbsp; she pulls over the car and says "okay the police are coming up on us if you stay still this should only hurt for a second" the boy cries as the mother strangles him half to death before she realizes that she has a knife and rpe in the glove compartment, "hold still my child this will only take a second" she ties him up and gags him with a dirty old&amp;nbsp;oiled&amp;nbsp;rag and starts to cut away.&amp;nbsp; He tries to scream for his life but the rag was just too far in there.&amp;nbsp; three houirs later he boy dies due to massive blood loss. the police never showed and what she thought to be the police was merly an ambulance on it's way to pick up her severed husband.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Now this just goes to show you that you&amp;nbsp; do need to finish off your battered wife before she finishes you!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;damn it sucks to be&amp;nbsp;them&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 32px; HEIGHT: 23px" height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/pleased.gif" width=15&gt;&amp;nbsp; LMAO!&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/149830842/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, September 22, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/136056590/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/136056590/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Sep 2004 14:48:04 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;She cries out "Why?" as she holds the shot gun in her arms, "get out get out now I mean right fucking now" people scream and run in terror "What's the matter you afraid of havin' a little fun?", she says to what appears to be no one, but in all reality shes talking to them, "they did it , they did it I swear it it wasn't me come on it wasn't me", "fuck that you guys are gone" she reloads and takes them out with a smile.&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;god damn does it suck to be in this fucked up town lol&amp;nbsp; &lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 32px; HEIGHT: 35px" height=22 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/clueless.gif" width=15&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/136056590/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, September 15, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/133447224/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/133447224/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Sep 2004 13:26:53 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;No sex and no beer makes sid something something.............&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;*go crazy?*&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;Don't mind if I do.....&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;aghbrrt &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;*splat*&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/133447224/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, September 14, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/133183238/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/133183238/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Sep 2004 19:11:29 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;She cries out in pain as her classmates throw rocks at her bloody face and call her names "crack baby crack baby", they screamed. "stop it please... please stop... no... agh..." minutes later she dies.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;The doctor said that it wasn't from the head truama but from a terminal illness caused by the side effects from being a crack baby.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;lmfao....... &lt;IMG height=22 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/clueless.gif" width=15&gt;&amp;nbsp;sucks to be her too.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/133183238/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, September 12, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/132250566/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/132250566/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Sep 2004 06:59:59 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;"And when they ask me why I did it I'll tell them the truth" she said confidently "I'll tell them that it was because all of those months that you locked me in your study with moldy crackers and that god damned toilet water.&amp;nbsp; You know it's true Father &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Ha..HA HA&amp;nbsp;HA....... &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;...And now you never be able to tell them any different they'll be looking for months just to find all of you Father.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I guess it's like you said if you're going to do something do it right........ HA............ well I guess that's about all of the time we have tonight.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Good evening Father", as the sirens near she dropped her fathers lips in to the fire and ran into the night.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/132250566/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, September 11, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/132119072/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/132119072/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Sep 2004 22:29:17 GMT</pubDate><description>And she said "no daddy,&amp;nbsp;don't&amp;nbsp;say those things it really hurts mommy", "not as much as that whores huge gaping ass hole must" he replies as he continues to&amp;nbsp;chop away at his wife with the machete she bought him for their anniversary.</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/132119072/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, September 06, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/129930604/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/129930604/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Sep 2004 02:19:41 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;He screams 'oh no' and runs for the door but before he could leave she stabs him in an eye with a rusty ice pik and says 'well now, I'm so sure that that hurt me alot more than it hurt you you'll get over it in time and learn to cope', and walks away as she&amp;nbsp;laughs her ass off.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;IMG height=22 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/clueless.gif" width=15&gt;&amp;nbsp;sucks to be him..... lol&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/IM_NOT_SO_SORRY_NOW/129930604/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>