<?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-5817801683664728047</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:34:18.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dead in the dirt</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadinthedirt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817801683664728047/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadinthedirt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>blake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08232518950954428722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i3TJqQWk7GI/SDY5sRh51qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LwBskVKQlOI/S220/me.jpg'/></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-5817801683664728047.post-2959331145155601131</id><published>2009-10-31T22:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T22:53:21.979-04:00</updated><title type='text'>here i come, here i am</title><content type='html'>well it's been a fucking year since i wrote in this,  i am not sure where the time went. &lt;div&gt;since my last post, a summary of what has happened:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. quit the blue letter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. moved back to atlanta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. ended three relationships at once&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. worked the worst job ever for three months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. went to europe, saw incredible shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. got a better job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. rekindled a old friendship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. got a real good girl, to tender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. got yelled at like a child by a childish adult&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. started recording new songs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. saw a long time friend enter a new chapter of his life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. got a new house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. hate my new house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. hate me, still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so now that you are caught up to the present let's talk about the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i'm still in ga in a year without a band or a better job, i am quitting everything hear and leaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817801683664728047-2959331145155601131?l=deadinthedirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadinthedirt.blogspot.com/feeds/2959331145155601131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5817801683664728047&amp;postID=2959331145155601131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817801683664728047/posts/default/2959331145155601131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817801683664728047/posts/default/2959331145155601131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadinthedirt.blogspot.com/2009/10/here-i-come-here-i-am.html' title='here i come, here i am'/><author><name>blake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08232518950954428722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i3TJqQWk7GI/SDY5sRh51qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LwBskVKQlOI/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817801683664728047.post-746974508186708340</id><published>2008-08-22T22:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T22:34:37.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lost highway</title><content type='html'>i leave for my first tour with the blue letter tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unsure of the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;richmond makes me sad, atlanta makes me sad, alone makes me sad, &lt;strong&gt;friends&lt;/strong&gt; make me sad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writer's block, empty wallet, car won't start, let down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck it. wore out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817801683664728047-746974508186708340?l=deadinthedirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadinthedirt.blogspot.com/feeds/746974508186708340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5817801683664728047&amp;postID=746974508186708340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817801683664728047/posts/default/746974508186708340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817801683664728047/posts/default/746974508186708340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadinthedirt.blogspot.com/2008/08/lost-highway.html' title='lost highway'/><author><name>blake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08232518950954428722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i3TJqQWk7GI/SDY5sRh51qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LwBskVKQlOI/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817801683664728047.post-723661950380229894</id><published>2008-07-09T19:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T19:35:52.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>let go</title><content type='html'>i'm the kind of person that won't eat, if there is no one to eat with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 items of death in june, in the mail. the only thing i'm looking forward to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817801683664728047-723661950380229894?l=deadinthedirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5817801683664728047&amp;postID=1103637511365744262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817801683664728047/posts/default/1103637511365744262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817801683664728047/posts/default/1103637511365744262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadinthedirt.blogspot.com/2008/06/to-bone.html' title='to the bone'/><author><name>blake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08232518950954428722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i3TJqQWk7GI/SDY5sRh51qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LwBskVKQlOI/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817801683664728047.post-3050603208497870001</id><published>2008-05-29T22:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T22:23:42.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>forever trapped in the abyss</title><content type='html'>i have no idea what triggers this feeling, but i can never escape it. it usually comes at night from sitting on the computer; i don't know if that is the absolute cause of the feeling though. sometimes i just feel utterly hopeless. hopeless in friends, hopeless in girls(always), even hopeless in music. i hate my past and i'm scared of the future. i miss bo and sean and ben. i wish we were around eachother all the time. although i feel like none of them really want to see me as much as i do theml; we are all moving in different directions. i am searching out of discontent, i have been trying to talk to girls from different countries so that i might be able to travel out of the US. it's pointless and pathetic. i don't know what i am doing. fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to death in june and kill yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817801683664728047-3050603208497870001?l=deadinthedirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadinthedirt.blogspot.com/feeds/3050603208497870001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5817801683664728047&amp;postID=3050603208497870001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817801683664728047/posts/default/3050603208497870001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817801683664728047/posts/default/3050603208497870001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadinthedirt.blogspot.com/2008/05/forever-trapped-in-abyss.html' title='forever trapped in the abyss'/><author><name>blake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08232518950954428722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i3TJqQWk7GI/SDY5sRh51qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LwBskVKQlOI/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817801683664728047.post-227027571784545016</id><published>2008-05-22T23:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T12:00:22.067-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm sick again, always with the sinus' and the green and yellow and brown snot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm not fully sick yet, but i feel it could a turn for the worse at any moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i have to get dressed for work, i just took my weekly shower and it's time for frosted flakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;baptized in night by the hand of bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cold,i awake, pull the blood from hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;laid in the bed of another, a demon breathes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817801683664728047-227027571784545016?l=deadinthedirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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