<?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-2374137407782301694</id><updated>2011-07-07T10:58:37.632-10:00</updated><category term='sick sleep nightmare'/><title type='text'>Yozakura Kiri</title><subtitle type='html'>Yozakura: Literally, Night Sakura. 

Where before this blog was my musings at night when I was at my best, it has turned into a place for me to open up and show what's really inside, while nobody is looking in the darkness.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yozakurakiri.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374137407782301694/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yozakurakiri.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kiri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425130159828909489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMfhyaZfQOE/SpaJgiqJA0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/wLE9xA0GHgQ/S220/kriix+copy.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374137407782301694.post-5445566854110889453</id><published>2009-08-28T01:50:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T01:55:13.199-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Sorry butI  don't care about what goes on ---------. I don't care -----------------.  I'm usually empathetic, I cry ----------, and it's not like ---------------------------- but I honestly don't care. I have no more patience, and nothing more ----------.  --- already took from me ---------. My ---------------------------- , you. I can't empathize. I don't care. Sorry, I just don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm going to cry for any bad guy, I'm crying for you. You're the bad guy who didn't know better. You're the bad guy pushed to this situation. But ----------------------------------. So ----------.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374137407782301694-5445566854110889453?l=yozakurakiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yozakurakiri.blogspot.com/feeds/5445566854110889453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yozakurakiri.blogspot.com/2009/08/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374137407782301694/posts/default/5445566854110889453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374137407782301694/posts/default/5445566854110889453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yozakurakiri.blogspot.com/2009/08/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Kiri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425130159828909489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMfhyaZfQOE/SpaJgiqJA0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/wLE9xA0GHgQ/S220/kriix+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374137407782301694.post-7558910821400057502</id><published>2009-08-27T03:41:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T03:44:27.840-10:00</updated><title type='text'>A million things to say</title><content type='html'>But it comes down to "I miss you" and "I hope you miss me too".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374137407782301694-7558910821400057502?l=yozakurakiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yozakurakiri.blogspot.com/feeds/7558910821400057502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yozakurakiri.blogspot.com/2009/08/million-things-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374137407782301694/posts/default/7558910821400057502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374137407782301694/posts/default/7558910821400057502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yozakurakiri.blogspot.com/2009/08/million-things-to-say.html' title='A million things to say'/><author><name>Kiri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425130159828909489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMfhyaZfQOE/SpaJgiqJA0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/wLE9xA0GHgQ/S220/kriix+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374137407782301694.post-1052340830392748027</id><published>2009-07-20T08:28:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:31:22.604-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Waking up.</title><content type='html'>I hate waking up in the morning. It gives me the opportunity to remember and establish the things I don't want to, like the fact you aren't mine anymore, for one. And that I begin work in two hours for another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I feel so alone and hurt and betrayed, it doesn't matter at all when I'm with you. It's like nothing ever happened. I can even now swallow down the fact you don't feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I'm holding fast to hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly because I still have you in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know you need me, somehow. :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374137407782301694-1052340830392748027?l=yozakurakiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yozakurakiri.blogspot.com/feeds/1052340830392748027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yozakurakiri.blogspot.com/2009/07/waking-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374137407782301694/posts/default/1052340830392748027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374137407782301694/posts/default/1052340830392748027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yozakurakiri.blogspot.com/2009/07/waking-up.html' title='Waking up.'/><author><name>Kiri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425130159828909489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMfhyaZfQOE/SpaJgiqJA0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/wLE9xA0GHgQ/S220/kriix+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374137407782301694.post-4285096281290278679</id><published>2009-07-18T07:28:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T07:30:39.132-10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick sleep nightmare'/><title type='text'>Actually my second post.</title><content type='html'>Before, I used to have terrible visions of monsters and ghosts when I closed my eyes to sleep. They used to bother me awake sometimes and make me sick when I saw them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I see something worse when I close my eyes. Something that makes me feel so sick inside. Something that makes me welcome the gruesome creatures who bothered me before. Take these visions away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding out until this doesn't bother me anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374137407782301694-4285096281290278679?l=yozakurakiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yozakurakiri.blogspot.com/feeds/4285096281290278679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yozakurakiri.blogspot.com/2009/07/actually-my-second-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374137407782301694/posts/default/4285096281290278679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374137407782301694/posts/default/4285096281290278679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yozakurakiri.blogspot.com/2009/07/actually-my-second-post.html' title='Actually my second post.'/><author><name>Kiri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425130159828909489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMfhyaZfQOE/SpaJgiqJA0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/wLE9xA0GHgQ/S220/kriix+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
