<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-4256933605559278340</id><updated>2024-08-29T00:14:25.639-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My blog be like.</title><subtitle type='html'>Please read my blogs! it would really help me and their not that big so it wouldn&amp;#39;t take long at all. Please &amp;amp; Thank you in advance.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahelizabethshepherd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4256933605559278340/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahelizabethshepherd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarah.Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11902084356116092003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtF5k5gR8lsK_QTnocVGAT_Us8A0Q3b5uVdRLFCdESHXLMPNobRKDN56W5gvSpoyjzJiFDAVhFxBistoyrWXGGRHDcvLclLdrpFHlHPQ3frHdRNoncubSJq_-LBJcScg/s220/300950_232160996834796_7629383_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><blogger:adultContent>true</blogger:adultContent><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256933605559278340.post-4512468690361289628</id><published>2012-08-17T15:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-08-17T15:50:38.157-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just because i want to do stuff for you, does not mean i want to take care of you like a fucking baby! i like to cook for you and do certain things for you but im not going to wipe your ass! your 20 years old grow up and do something for yourself you low life piece of shit. At least im looking for a job and oh yeah i remember you saying how your to good for everything, fuck. I don&#39;t think you deserve anything.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;With love,&amp;nbsp; your EX. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahelizabethshepherd.blogspot.com/feeds/4512468690361289628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahelizabethshepherd.blogspot.com/2012/08/just-because-i-want-to-do-stuff-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4256933605559278340/posts/default/4512468690361289628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4256933605559278340/posts/default/4512468690361289628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahelizabethshepherd.blogspot.com/2012/08/just-because-i-want-to-do-stuff-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah.Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11902084356116092003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtF5k5gR8lsK_QTnocVGAT_Us8A0Q3b5uVdRLFCdESHXLMPNobRKDN56W5gvSpoyjzJiFDAVhFxBistoyrWXGGRHDcvLclLdrpFHlHPQ3frHdRNoncubSJq_-LBJcScg/s220/300950_232160996834796_7629383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256933605559278340.post-406545383270742676</id><published>2012-08-14T15:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-08-14T15:47:17.759-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jobless...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trying to find a job today is hard, i have been searching for 6-8 months and still have found nothing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My boyfriend recently lost his job so we have&lt;span style=&quot;color: #6aa84f;&quot;&gt; 0 income&lt;/span&gt;, was suppose to start college this semester and now i cant because i won&#39;t have the money to pay for my books or anything. so i stuck&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt; putting off college&lt;/span&gt; at least til i get some income but who knows when that will be.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #f1c232;&quot;&gt;Sometimes i feel like my life could be a book&lt;/span&gt;, then i feel if it was somehow it would just comeback to haunt me. As of right now i hate my life and pretty much everything in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Just because I choose to live my life and do things different then everyone else I&#39;m judged. I&#39;m pretty sure everyone does things different not just me. So why is it me, that is judged. I may not be beautiful, sexy, skinny, smart, or popular but I&#39;m pretty happy with my life. So why should anyone else care, i never ask for their opinions so why do they feel the need to express them. I guess in a way i am pretty popular. well at least to them cause it seems like my life is always on their minds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m happy with myself, i love me, I wouldn&#39;t change anything about me. If you don&#39;t like me so much then why are you so concerned with me? Get over it cause if you don&#39;t like it you don&#39;t have to look, talk, or even think about me! I love me. &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;Fuck trying to do anything good for yourself, life sucks live with it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahelizabethshepherd.blogspot.com/feeds/56524988727664740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahelizabethshepherd.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4256933605559278340/posts/default/56524988727664740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4256933605559278340/posts/default/56524988727664740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahelizabethshepherd.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-life.html' title='My life.'/><author><name>Sarah.Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11902084356116092003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtF5k5gR8lsK_QTnocVGAT_Us8A0Q3b5uVdRLFCdESHXLMPNobRKDN56W5gvSpoyjzJiFDAVhFxBistoyrWXGGRHDcvLclLdrpFHlHPQ3frHdRNoncubSJq_-LBJcScg/s220/300950_232160996834796_7629383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>