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  <title>maddiealive</title>
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    <name>maddiealive</name>
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  <updated>2009-01-24T03:43:45Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:maddiealive:2043</id>
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    <title>I BLOG BUT</title>
    <published>2009-01-24T03:43:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-24T03:43:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">NOT&amp;nbsp;HERE&amp;nbsp;ANYMORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mmmmaddie.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://mmmmaddie.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilublkdavey</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:maddiealive:1582</id>
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    <title>&amp; again it goes...</title>
    <published>2008-08-27T04:46:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-27T04:46:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i feel like my chest is caving in&lt;br /&gt;and my eyelids are made of weights&lt;br /&gt;my stomach is constantly rumbling&lt;br /&gt;food is disgusting....the law is disgusting&lt;br /&gt;i am utterly disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;sweetest boy, big blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;i cry and cry&lt;br /&gt;you know whats going on in my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;fuckfuckfuck&lt;/b&gt;shit&lt;b&gt;cunt&lt;/b&gt;piss&lt;b&gt;tit&lt;/b&gt;whore&lt;b&gt;slut&lt;/b&gt;skank&lt;b&gt;fuck&lt;font size="4"&gt;cumguzzling&lt;/font&gt;motherfucking&lt;br /&gt;piecesof..sizzling...greasy....bacon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;your'e just another piece of shit...&lt;br /&gt;just another worthless son-of-bitch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel lethal&lt;br /&gt;on the verge&lt;br /&gt;of &lt;br /&gt;frenzy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i need to get the fuck out of here for awhile&lt;br /&gt;i need my boyfriend to think once in awhile&lt;br /&gt;i need self-motivation once in awhile...&lt;br /&gt;i need sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:maddiealive:1461</id>
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    <title>KWD and PIGS</title>
    <published>2008-08-27T03:58:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-27T03:58:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">augusta&lt;br /&gt;GA&lt;br /&gt;bowls&lt;br /&gt;vaginas&lt;br /&gt;bowls in vaginas&lt;br /&gt;backseats of cop cars&lt;br /&gt;searched&lt;br /&gt;arrested&lt;br /&gt;jail&lt;br /&gt;bail&lt;br /&gt;screaming&lt;br /&gt;dancing&lt;br /&gt;KWD&lt;br /&gt;moshing&lt;br /&gt;kush&lt;br /&gt;xanax&lt;br /&gt;tshirts&lt;br /&gt;tears&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; tears&lt;br /&gt;sweat&lt;br /&gt;blood&lt;br /&gt;bugbites&lt;br /&gt;bumfuck south carolina&lt;br /&gt;walking&lt;br /&gt;pitch black&lt;br /&gt;random strangers&lt;br /&gt;fuck&lt;br /&gt;FUCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;FUCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;FUCK&lt;br /&gt;SHIT&lt;br /&gt;CUNT&lt;br /&gt;PIGS&lt;br /&gt;BABYLON&lt;br /&gt;5-0&lt;br /&gt;BACON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;...pure mental exhausten..&lt;br /&gt;hoplessness with a silver-lining&lt;br /&gt;infinity stopped..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;...i've just felt so empty these past two days....&lt;br /&gt;i feel my mask of sanity is about to slip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i got to motherfucking sing in the mike for KWD for like 10 seconds, and then asked to go on-stage. the end.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life belongs on a movie screen&lt;br /&gt;and by god it will be one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:maddiealive:1041</id>
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    <title>Broken</title>
    <published>2008-08-21T18:37:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-21T18:37:06Z</updated>
    <category term="pussies"/>
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    <content type="html">Why is it the broken souls always find their way to me? I mean, am I really that comforting? Yeah, yeah, yeah...girl trouble. If your having girl trouble, don't latch onto me thinking I'm going to help you in any way, I'm here to be a friend and someone to conversate with, not here to mend your broken heart. No, i will not constantly text you all day. I have my own life with my own problems. I mean, if your having so much fucking trouble with a girl, how hard is it to say, "Hey, you, get the fuck out of my life, cause your nothing but trouble." i mean, is the world full of people who are afraid to speak up ( a.k.a. "pussies") I don't know. Nothing agitates me then a dude who flirts with me, knowing I'm in a relationship, and tells me one thing, then I lurk and see the uy is saying the same shit to other girls. Just fuck off, I mean I'm risking a lot, by talking to you, that's selfish and rude. I'm so glad I have Mike, or i would probabaly be in some crackhouse with 50 babies drivin into insantiy by all of these fucking idiot dudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GTA IV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say is a very fucking addictive game.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;i just watched American Gangster( Denzell, Crowe) and I really wish i was a major drug dealer....aside from the featherd haired cop that would eventually put me behind bars. Fuck that...I'm moving to Amsterdam, all the whores and drugs I want. Sounds liek my cup a tea, now i would just have to save up a shitload of money and find a hostel that kidnaps dumbass kids and allows me to kill them in any fashion I want. Fuck yes. Let's go Devil's Rejects on their fuckin asses. Or maybe I'd bring my trusty Necronomicon. But right now I'm wondering why Necronomican has a red line under it like it;s spellt wrong.&amp;nbsp; WTF? It's sitting right next to me and I assure you, it's spellt right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:maddiealive:771</id>
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    <title>From Hell</title>
    <published>2008-08-20T15:11:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-20T15:11:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>a mix of mozart and B.I.G.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">By the beginning of next month, I will owe people 600 dollars in debt, with no job. Great. This should be when I go, "But it's ok, my daddy has A LOT of money, and he, of course, will lend me the money until I'm on my feet." But, no. This is when i go, "I"M FUCKED!" Yeah. Fucked. How many times can you be obscene in live journal before they erase the blog? Can they do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;shit, piss,fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, tits, fart, turd and twat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;shit, piss,fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, tits, fart, turd and twat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;shit, piss,fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, tits, fart, turd and twat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;shit, piss,fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, tits, fart, turd and twat.&lt;br /&gt;i fucked your mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;If you don't know that song, fuck you and go to hell. Nah, just kidding, but you should google it, and then limewire it. &lt;br /&gt;So I've been in my apartment for about a month now, and we finally cleaned it all up, and made it look real nice and everything...it's great, I'm not disgusted to live here anymore. The maintenance people still haven't come though, and the lack of air conditioning in my room is getting annoying, nothing is worse then waking up in the middle of the night sweating. OH MY GOD, CRAMPS FROM HELL. Besides the crampage i don't understand why girls complain so much every month, i mean....look at the positives, there isn't a mutant growing inside of me, and an excuse to be a complete bitch. I mean...it DOES hurt, like really bad, but its gods way of saying "HEY! VAGINA'S! this is what you get for ever kicking a dude in the balls."&amp;nbsp; Because from what I'm told, that hurts a lot too, and every girl has done it, probably more than once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I love Mozart. But I'll blog about him later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to see The Black Dahlia Murder and Between the Buried and Me. Now I don't care what you think, But I'm fucking pumped. I don't know if I want to see them in Orlando or Atlanta yet, but I'm going either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Top Shit as of right now:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amadeus&lt;br /&gt;Leftover Crack &amp;amp; Chocking Victim&lt;br /&gt;not having snakebites anymore(liprings are a waste of money after awhile)&lt;br /&gt;getting my snakebites, monroe and bellybutton done as soon as I HAVE money.&lt;br /&gt;Kiwi Strawberry.&lt;br /&gt;Red Cream Soda.&lt;br /&gt;Clean piss for Cory.&lt;br /&gt;Actually digging The Strokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLACKDAVE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:maddiealive:756</id>
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    <title>conform</title>
    <published>2008-08-10T20:37:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-10T20:37:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">fuck blogging, what have I done?</content>
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