<?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-5062501681037795507</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:58:00.687-04:00</updated><category term='poetry'/><category term='me'/><category term='Burt'/><category term='songs'/><category term='whatever'/><category term='intro'/><category term='crush'/><category term='summer songs'/><category term='original lyrics'/><title type='text'>lifestyles of the rich and the (in)famous</title><subtitle type='html'>stuff I like, stuff I don't like.......bullshit and true blue. Whatever you're into.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richundfamous.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062501681037795507/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richundfamous.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>blackberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312793221643543886</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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062501681037795507.post-4518546688733203125</id><published>2008-02-06T08:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T08:29:38.338-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>A Ballad for b.unit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In the morning, I'm still awake, and in school, I'm failing, so by night, I won't sleep. The phone rings -- I hear your voice; my mind turns down the noise. You've saved me from myself. For you, I fell so fast -- no time to catch my breath. You're all I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Oh, it's what you do to me, b.unit -- you always seem so real, and I love the way that feels. Oh, b.unit, you know me better than I know myself. I love how you can tear me to pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am moody and I'm messed-up -- I've got issues, but so what? It's never bothered you. I get violent when I'm angry, but you listen despite me: you always get me through. From grace, I fall so fast, and I'm always gaurenteed to crash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In the morning, I'm still awake, and in school, I'm failing, so by night, I can't wait....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062501681037795507-4518546688733203125?l=richundfamous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richundfamous.blogspot.com/feeds/4518546688733203125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5062501681037795507&amp;postID=4518546688733203125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062501681037795507/posts/default/4518546688733203125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062501681037795507/posts/default/4518546688733203125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richundfamous.blogspot.com/2008/02/ballad-for-bunit.html' title='A Ballad for b.unit'/><author><name>blackberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312793221643543886</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062501681037795507.post-2858764459901202942</id><published>2008-01-19T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T11:07:26.652-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='original lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer songs'/><title type='text'>OxyCotin Candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;OxyCotin candy on a summer's night tastes so sweet&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We forget our one-horse towns as we sleep on Old Orchard Beach.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Night falls onto our heads -- don't have to make our beds.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Sheets made out of sand -- wake up holding your hand.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;And when you fall asleep, preay my friendship to keep, because I grow cold easily.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Our shadows ride the waves before we're even awake. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Sleepy eyes and slower yawns -- our shadows crash into the dawn.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Carousels and lights that blind spin us round until we're sick.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Just like drunks, we're making ruckus...on the boardwalk we stroll&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Underneatht the moonlight. It's such a lovely night.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I can't believe my eyes: this shouldn't feel so right.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;It's the night life -- our stars shine bright.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;It's the night life -- our lucky stars shine bright.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062501681037795507-2858764459901202942?l=richundfamous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richundfamous.blogspot.com/feeds/2858764459901202942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5062501681037795507&amp;postID=2858764459901202942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062501681037795507/posts/default/2858764459901202942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062501681037795507/posts/default/2858764459901202942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richundfamous.blogspot.com/2008/01/oxycotin-candy.html' title='OxyCotin Candy'/><author><name>blackberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312793221643543886</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062501681037795507.post-5491391288760313360</id><published>2008-01-19T10:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T11:03:25.942-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='original lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer songs'/><title type='text'>I Suck At Conclusions...Does That Make You the End?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Step into the hazy night: in the dark and out of sight. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Cross over enemy lines and make your peace with secret times.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;No one wants to see you with her and you know better -- don't let them get you mad.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;You didn't think that this would be how your life was meant to sink -- don't let them see you glad.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;You don't wanna' love her if love means social lows.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;She don't wanna' love you, cause your love left her cold.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;You don't wanna' love her if your love can't be shown.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;She don't wanna' love you if love is this alone.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Silence never stops the sound of people watching all around:&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;In the halls and on the streets, you can hear their shuffled feet.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Rumors whispered all around, heads and eyes bowed to the ground: "Don't let him see you stare!"&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;You didn't know which way was left, so you took the right instead -- don't let them see you scared.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I said, "Now let's just wait a minute," but you said, "No honey, I don't wanna wait." So I caved.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;You said, "Darling, you know I love you," but I don't have the heart to say it back. Whoops, my mistake.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;"Love sick" I'm so sick of it. It churns pains in the pit of my stomach -- I'm oh, so upset.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Rains down over Damariscotta downtown -- oh so upsetting -- we're all &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;depressed. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You don't wanna' love me if love means social lows.
I don't wanna' love you, cause your love left me cold.
You don't wanna' love me if our love can't be shown.
I don't wanna' love you if love is sex alone.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062501681037795507-5491391288760313360?l=richundfamous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richundfamous.blogspot.com/feeds/5491391288760313360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5062501681037795507&amp;postID=5491391288760313360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062501681037795507/posts/default/5491391288760313360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062501681037795507/posts/default/5491391288760313360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richundfamous.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-suck-at-conclusionsdoes-that-make-you.html' title='I Suck At Conclusions...Does That Make You the End?'/><author><name>blackberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312793221643543886</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062501681037795507.post-6922781696035952453</id><published>2008-01-19T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T10:42:03.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hazey daze</title><content type='html'>So I had this wonderful dream this morning: I was walking down to the beach and just tapping along with my summery music -- it was like, june or july -- and everything was great. I got to the beach and went for a dip and slept beneath the sun. It was warm and wonderful and wow, I wish it could have lasted longer. Because what happens next?? I come home nad the next day (in my dream) it's winter!!! Then I woke up, realizing, "oh yeah, it IS winter. Damn."

missing summer, blackberry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062501681037795507-6922781696035952453?l=richundfamous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richundfamous.blogspot.com/feeds/6922781696035952453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5062501681037795507&amp;postID=6922781696035952453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062501681037795507/posts/default/6922781696035952453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062501681037795507/posts/default/6922781696035952453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richundfamous.blogspot.com/2008/01/hazey-daze.html' title='hazey daze'/><author><name>blackberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312793221643543886</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062501681037795507.post-2938557972435930787</id><published>2008-01-16T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T22:12:38.539-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whatever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intro'/><title type='text'>Intro??</title><content type='html'>Um...ok, soooooo. I like to write stuff -- songs, stories, things of that nature, so there will probably be a lot of that in here. I have opinions, and this &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; the internet, which means I can say whatever the hell I want. Ok, check. Why? Because the nature of things says I'm a pussy, and it's not nice to fool Mother Nature. Really. I checked.
I'll probably be stupid and try to post a picture or something and fail, so if you like to laugh at people on the internet (and I know you &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt;), this is a good spot for you.

sorry for the bad case of boring.
xoxo -- blackberry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062501681037795507-2938557972435930787?l=richundfamous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richundfamous.blogspot.com/feeds/2938557972435930787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5062501681037795507&amp;postID=2938557972435930787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062501681037795507/posts/default/2938557972435930787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062501681037795507/posts/default/2938557972435930787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richundfamous.blogspot.com/2008/01/intro.html' title='Intro??'/><author><name>blackberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312793221643543886</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
