<?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-7792456</id><updated>2011-12-12T08:31:27.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sara's Darkness...</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v46/xsaraxpoex/innerdarkness/MainHeader001.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>295</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-3207955654855602263</id><published>2011-06-27T18:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T20:10:36.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heart Of The Storm!</title><summary type='text'>At 1:30am the storm hit. It had been a long day as Sundays around here are wont to be. A slow day and the hours usually drag on so the end of the work shift is a relief. Monday, today, and Tuesday are our new off days so we three, along with Bethany, settled in at home for a nice relaxing weekend.We had dinner, Laura and Jesca came home while we were eating and joined us, watched a movie and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3207955654855602263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=3207955654855602263' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/3207955654855602263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/3207955654855602263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2011/06/heart-of-storm.html' title='The Heart Of The Storm!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-1015673647315505044</id><published>2011-06-24T01:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T01:12:46.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The State of Crisis in the DC Universe!</title><summary type='text'>Which comics do I currently buy, Jim? None. I haven't bought a comic in over a year and have a six month pile to catch up on before deciding if I'm going to buy any more. I was mostly buying Marvel but am not a big fan of Luke Cage, Spider-woman or Bucky and Spider-man became too confusing. After the Fantastic Four was canceled I stopped having the desire to catch up on that, too. I think I got </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1015673647315505044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=1015673647315505044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1015673647315505044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1015673647315505044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2011/06/state-of-crisis-in-dc-universe.html' title='The State of Crisis in the DC Universe!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-8124865301748574453</id><published>2011-06-21T02:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T02:22:51.649-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiny Little Lesbians All In A Row</title><summary type='text'>First night of Summer. Though you wouldn't know it from where I sit. My attic at Brier Rose Court has only one window and I've covered it with a black trash bag so no light gets in. The central air is on full blast, so chilly that I've put on a sweater. It's late and we have just finished the second biggest weekend the community has all year. The community center opened it's outdoor cafe for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8124865301748574453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=8124865301748574453' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/8124865301748574453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/8124865301748574453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2011/06/tiny-little-lesbians-all-in-row.html' title='Tiny Little Lesbians All In A Row'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-5720360559732885744</id><published>2011-03-08T20:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T20:58:24.972-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything...</title><summary type='text'>In case anyone is listening...I'll be blogging again starting this Summer. Been locked out of my g-mail since January so if anyone wants to say hi just say it here.~Sara&lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5720360559732885744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=5720360559732885744' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/5720360559732885744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/5720360559732885744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2011/03/everything.html' title='Everything...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-1496106918925644997</id><published>2010-02-25T16:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T16:28:24.737-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pauses...</title><summary type='text'>So, due to ongoing DRAMA in my life I'm going to put this blog on hiatus till AT LEAST the end of summer. Lora, Emily, Bethany, Laura and myself are all alive and mostly well and I'll have tales to tell when I return of these events but right now my time is allocated to IRL unfortunately. CUsoon!p.s. I miss you Diana&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3~Sara Poe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1496106918925644997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=1496106918925644997' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1496106918925644997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1496106918925644997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2010/02/pauses.html' title='Pauses...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-5041889547709375629</id><published>2009-09-03T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:39:06.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Elder Malcolm has died.We are lost...~Sara Poe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5041889547709375629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=5041889547709375629' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/5041889547709375629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/5041889547709375629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2009/09/elder-malcolm-has-died.html' title=''/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-6118990965431852024</id><published>2009-07-06T16:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T17:24:51.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Emily's World</title><summary type='text'>"It was a hot night in the little community on the bluffs. The kind of heat that makes you sweat in puddles," the P.I. said."Are we just going to sit in your office all evening?," I asked.Emily just sat at her desk and looked straight ahead as if I weren't there. "There was a fly buzzing her head and P.I. Graves was going to kill it if it interrupted her train of thought again."To explain; Emily </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/6118990965431852024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=6118990965431852024' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/6118990965431852024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/6118990965431852024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2009/07/emilys-world.html' title='Emily&apos;s World'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-1013920808644068943</id><published>2009-06-28T21:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:14:49.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Inner Light Of Sara Poe</title><summary type='text'>It's been quite a euphoric couple weeks for we three. I have had little time for anything other than relearning the splendor of our relationship. Everything is still in the same place as it was before but everything is new. I can't get enough of the scent of Emily.I thought it would be stressful for us at first but as soon as we got home from Normal, Illinois that Friday night Emily ran into </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1013920808644068943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=1013920808644068943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1013920808644068943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1013920808644068943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2009/06/inner-light-of-sara-poe.html' title='The Inner Light Of Sara Poe'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-4507159096232301413</id><published>2009-06-16T02:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T02:21:47.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lora's Heart, Emily's Heart, Sara's Heart</title><summary type='text'>We arrived in Normal late Friday. It was a long trip and we were tired. The best thing would have been to check into a hotel, call Emily to let her know we were there and arrange to meet on Saturday. That thought never crossed our minds.We went straight to her parent's house.There wasn't a place to park in front of the house but as we drove by both our hearts skipped a beat. Emily was in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4507159096232301413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=4507159096232301413' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/4507159096232301413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/4507159096232301413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2009/06/loras-heart-emilys-heart-saras-heart.html' title='Lora&apos;s Heart, Emily&apos;s Heart, Sara&apos;s Heart'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-4318114173167411760</id><published>2009-06-10T22:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:14:11.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Things reflected In Lora's Eyes</title><summary type='text'>...And all the Queen's horses and all the Queen's men, couldn't put Lorabelle together again.I told Lora all about what happened with Bethany, and although she gave me a few "looks," she mostly understood and accepted that this person was going to be in my life from now on.Lora and I have mostly stayed away from each other since Emily left us. being together somehow doesn't feel the way it use to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4318114173167411760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=4318114173167411760' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/4318114173167411760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/4318114173167411760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2009/06/things-reflected-in-loras-eyes.html' title='The Things reflected In Lora&apos;s Eyes'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-274038840203028449</id><published>2009-06-03T21:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T17:44:25.242-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Bethany</title><summary type='text'>We had our picnic in Annalara's garden. The sound of the rain hitting the canopy above our heads. When it was time to go I grabbed her hand and we ran in the rain together as far as the community center. As she pulled away to go inside I let her get at arm's length then held her hand so she would turn and face me. I smiled then let her go and ran around the corner to the community store.I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/274038840203028449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=274038840203028449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/274038840203028449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/274038840203028449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2009/06/finding-bethany.html' title='Finding Bethany'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-2468830199708375056</id><published>2009-06-01T15:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T15:35:43.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me On A White Horse</title><summary type='text'>I saw her from a distance that Sunday. She wore a blue pair of skorts (Google it.) and a red t-shirt. "Supergirl," I thought to myself. And, of course, a very nice pair of strappy sandles. She didn't smile when she saw me, but she didn't roll her eyes again either."Where's the picnic basket," she asked when I got closer.It's waiting for us at the stables. I put it in the cooler there last night </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2468830199708375056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=2468830199708375056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/2468830199708375056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/2468830199708375056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2009/06/me-on-white-horse.html' title='Me On A White Horse'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-4659757029516140523</id><published>2009-05-29T22:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T22:36:39.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Search Of Her</title><summary type='text'>"I think we need to make things right with Beth," I said to her.Lora looked at me for a moment then, "She's not joining us," she said softly. The pain of Emily's loss still foremost on her mind."Never," I said, "but things aren't right anymore with the world and I think that's the first step to making it better."She paused, "Okay. Do what you need to do, but don't ever think..."I grabbed her hand</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4659757029516140523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=4659757029516140523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/4659757029516140523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/4659757029516140523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-search-of-her.html' title='In Search Of Her'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-3990205039811579020</id><published>2009-05-25T16:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T16:30:34.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She Walks Alone And sleeps Surrounded By Mirrors</title><summary type='text'>Use to be, I didn't give a fuck what people thought about me. Now...Friday nights at the community center are picking back up and we're not getting the "looks" much any more, but neither of us do any interacting with the people here. We don't do much interacting with each other for that matter. Our world seems very lonely now.I usually walk home, and I use the word "home" very lightly because it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3990205039811579020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=3990205039811579020' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/3990205039811579020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/3990205039811579020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2009/05/she-walks-alone-and-sleeps-surrounded.html' title='She Walks Alone And sleeps Surrounded By Mirrors'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-8614004748604426511</id><published>2009-05-21T20:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:55:19.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Of The Boys</title><summary type='text'>"So, you okay?" Jacob asked, standing next to me and taking out a glass from his kitchen cabinet."I'm good," I looked at him, confused, while pouring the coke over the rum already in my glass. "Why," I asked."I don't know. Lora doesn't seem to be," he said dropping the ice then pouring rum into his glass."That's not your business," I said stirring my drink.He was quiet for a minute as he poured </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8614004748604426511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=8614004748604426511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/8614004748604426511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/8614004748604426511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-of-boys.html' title='One Of The Boys'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-7986236484218949298</id><published>2009-05-18T15:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T15:46:49.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Watching...</title><summary type='text'>The events of the last seven months have left us very empty. Lora and I don't speak of it much. We don't speak of Emily much either though she is always on our minds. We've both more or less kept the other at a distance. Fearing, I think, that we'll get enveloped in each other too much and forget about her, or worse, that the pain will go away. Neither of us want the pain to go away because that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7986236484218949298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=7986236484218949298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/7986236484218949298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/7986236484218949298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-watching.html' title='Just Watching...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-7737829192087174103</id><published>2009-05-15T22:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:04:18.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Things That Disappeared From Her Eyes</title><summary type='text'>The following Friday there were less than fifty people at the community center. Elder Malcolm hadn't been there since that night. He hadn't even spoken to us. There were whispers from every part of the community about us. These were good and caring people that stayed together for all their lives and knew they could trust and depend on one another, but we showed them something different.See, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7737829192087174103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=7737829192087174103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/7737829192087174103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/7737829192087174103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-that-disappeared-from-her-eyes.html' title='The Things That Disappeared From Her Eyes'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-398876591822722571</id><published>2009-05-10T16:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:59:36.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Roar Of The Crowd</title><summary type='text'> Fools.I love that word. It completely describes the idiocy of mankind more perfect than any other. The Japanese word, "Baka," comes close but...I had Beth right where I wanted her. Lora and I were going to add another trophy to our collection. Hot Lesbian Sex was about to happen. A sure thing and it was gonna be GREAT!Fools.More like the total humiliation of four people, a forever lost love, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/398876591822722571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=398876591822722571' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/398876591822722571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/398876591822722571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2009/05/roar-of-crowd.html' title='The Roar Of The Crowd'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-127418119460185371</id><published>2009-05-08T23:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T12:32:10.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories Of Those Days</title><summary type='text'>"I am a writer. When interesting events happen in my life I write them down as best as I can remember. I read them over and over and add my thoughts and feelings and sometimes humor to them. The stories you are about to read are mostly true. I am a writer." ~Sara PoeI tapped her on the shoulder...That's where I left off, right? Yeah, but unfortunately too much has happened since then to pick up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/127418119460185371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=127418119460185371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/127418119460185371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/127418119460185371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2009/05/memories-of-those-days.html' title='Memories Of Those Days'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-3525770060211831957</id><published>2009-03-10T01:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T01:29:24.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming back soon...</title><summary type='text'>If anyone is still listening...~Sara&lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3525770060211831957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=3525770060211831957' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/3525770060211831957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/3525770060211831957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2009/03/coming-back-soon.html' title='Coming back soon...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-1916972632447392056</id><published>2008-11-05T11:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T11:32:00.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Giant Leap For Mankind</title><summary type='text'>"In the unlikely story of America there's never been anything false about hope."~President-Elect Barack Obama</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1916972632447392056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=1916972632447392056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1916972632447392056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1916972632447392056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-giant-leap-for-mankind.html' title='One Giant Leap For Mankind'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-8216463153427833181</id><published>2008-10-26T02:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T17:20:42.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Fuck A Girl On The First Date</title><summary type='text'>There is a way to do things and there is a way NOT to do things. The main side effect of the terrible disease known to the world as "Lesbianism," is the uncontrollable, unrelenting, unsomethinging urge to have sex, move in with one another, break out the turkey baster and start dropping kids before you actually bring up the subject of shaving her pussy. (Yeah, explicit, but that's why you read my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8216463153427833181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=8216463153427833181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/8216463153427833181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/8216463153427833181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/10/never-fuck-girl-on-first-date.html' title='Never Fuck A Girl On The First Date'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-1348396640151973500</id><published>2008-10-01T22:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:51:33.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Supercalafragalisticexpialladocious, And Other Such Things</title><summary type='text'>T'was a dark and stormy night. (No, really. It was.) Laura and Jesca were out which left just we three to snuggle up on the sofa in the family room and watch a couple movies by ourselves.That's when the knock came at the door.We weren't expecting company but of late that doesn't usually matter as we've had all sorts of unexpected visitors, most wanting to see the new house. This knock came around</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1348396640151973500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=1348396640151973500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1348396640151973500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1348396640151973500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/10/supercalafragalisticexpialladocious-and.html' title='Supercalafragalisticexpialladocious, And Other Such Things'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-6955586584865680759</id><published>2008-09-27T22:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:52:18.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Riley House</title><summary type='text'>Lora is shy when it comes to certain things. Not that you would believe it if you knew her. She's a natural born leader and when it comes to her job she isn't afraid to speak her mind. But we were together for four years before I heard her use the word 'pussy.'She rarely initiates sex, and I can't remember one single time where she initiated it with Emily. Although when Emily or I, or both, come </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/6955586584865680759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=6955586584865680759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/6955586584865680759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/6955586584865680759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/09/riley-house.html' title='The Riley House'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-3130569972844203193</id><published>2008-09-24T13:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:02:53.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New World</title><summary type='text'>"Tell them I don't have any enemies." ~Adrian VeidtBrier Rose CourtThe dark brown carpet is new and thick and my feet sink into it and it feels like walking on marshmallows. No shoes allowed in the master bedroom.The two big windows overlooking what will become Blackchapel Place are 110 inches long and 60 inches wide each. The drapes are thick and match the carpet and are quiet capable of keeping</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3130569972844203193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=3130569972844203193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/3130569972844203193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/3130569972844203193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-world.html' title='New World'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-5956518682628309430</id><published>2008-09-17T02:32:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T03:30:07.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sara Poe's Fantastic Journeys</title><summary type='text'>***This journal was written over a period of a few months. Beginning in early July till mid-September.***"This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. Not with a bang, but a whimper." ~T.S.ElliotCharlie Brewster Did The Right ThingTwilight's shadow brings morning's fog. There are people starving STILL in the world because old people won't pass </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5956518682628309430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=5956518682628309430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/5956518682628309430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/5956518682628309430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/09/sara-poes-fantastic-journeys.html' title='Sara Poe&apos;s Fantastic Journeys'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-8292794716798170518</id><published>2008-07-02T03:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T03:18:48.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Naming Of Things</title><summary type='text'>I'm there now. I'm there right this very minute. I'm there sitting on the couch next to her in my mother's living room the first time she tells me that she loves me. My heart swells at the words. Other than my mom and dad, no one as ever told me this, and surely no one with the look she had in her eyes that day.I manage to murmur out a squeeky, "Me, too." Not with the GUSTOIC, "I'm in love with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8292794716798170518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=8292794716798170518' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/8292794716798170518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/8292794716798170518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/07/naming-of-things.html' title='The Naming Of Things'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-4391242438462680469</id><published>2008-06-01T16:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T01:19:14.747-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tales From The Bluffs</title><summary type='text'>For those who wish to know...We three have changed our lifes somewhat over the past few weeks. Instead of early mornings we have opted to do afternoons. We usually sleep till 11am and show up at our respective work assignments around noonish. At the community center, Jacob, Sabastian, Laura and Jesca handle breakfast as it's usually slow this time of year.When Lora and I arrive I'm off to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4391242438462680469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=4391242438462680469' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/4391242438462680469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/4391242438462680469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/06/tales-from-bluffs.html' title='Tales From The Bluffs'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-26019371930485595</id><published>2008-05-13T00:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:17:13.109-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things To Do In Quincy Illinois After Midnight</title><summary type='text'>I can't tell you just how busy we've been since returning from Maine. Days spent working, getting things at the community center ready for summer. Nights spent mostly partying or somesuch other thing we three do in the way of entertainment. Though we're mostly happy sitting at home cuddled up in the BIG BED watching a flick, since it's been warm all the freaks have begun to venture out into the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/26019371930485595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=26019371930485595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/26019371930485595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/26019371930485595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/05/things-to-do-in-quincy-illinois-after.html' title='Things To Do In Quincy Illinois After Midnight'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-3746280331526162562</id><published>2008-05-04T20:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T20:18:30.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There Was An Old Lady Who Lived In A Shoe...</title><summary type='text'>It's been over a year since I last saw Grandma McCullough. Over five years it's been since she died. The last time she came around was back when I ventured into the attic and got lost in the darkness for a while. (That adventure is chronicled here at my blog over the course of a week's posts.) I can't remember the last time I thought of her.She was never very nice to me and my sister when she was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3746280331526162562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=3746280331526162562' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/3746280331526162562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/3746280331526162562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/05/there-was-old-lady-who-lived-in-shoe.html' title='There Was An Old Lady Who Lived In A Shoe...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-5453053133782930097</id><published>2008-04-26T00:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T00:36:22.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Remember That</title><summary type='text'>The bats are dying tonight.  Lora and I have been in Maine for the last month or so, more on that in a minute, and have been told that there has been some warm, although stormy, weather in Quincy lately. Tonight however, it's very cold. I imagine that at least some of the poor little little things are caught unprepared by the sudden cold and are struggling to stay warm. Some of them won't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5453053133782930097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=5453053133782930097' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/5453053133782930097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/5453053133782930097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-remember-that.html' title='I Remember That'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-5822526886459773310</id><published>2008-03-07T18:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T18:48:42.449-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Buffy Update!!!</title><summary type='text'>Thanks to Sarah Warn over at afterellen.com, here are the pages from Buffy Season 8, issue 12...Links in the post below.~Sara&lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5822526886459773310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=5822526886459773310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/5822526886459773310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/5822526886459773310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/03/buffy-update.html' title='Buffy Update!!!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-1755302035868670961</id><published>2008-03-06T19:44:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T20:19:58.774-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Buffy Is A Lesbian!!!</title><summary type='text'>In case any Buffy fans missed the latest issue, which Joss Whedon says is cannon, here is the pic and his quote...The New York Times published a picture of Buffy and Satsu naked in bed together where Buffy is seen saying; “Wow, that was … that was … Wow,” Satsu replies; “‘That was wow’ pretty much covers it.”Whedon told the Times: “We had already established that there was this character, Satsu, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1755302035868670961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=1755302035868670961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1755302035868670961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1755302035868670961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/03/buffy-is-lesbian.html' title='Buffy Is A Lesbian!!!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-6241641637241163269</id><published>2008-02-25T22:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T23:33:41.207-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Powerful...</title><summary type='text'>I was born Kara Zor-El. Into the Great House of El. On the doomed planet Krypton.Rocketed to Earth with powers and abilities far beyond those of mortal men. Faster than a speeding bullet. More powerful than a locomotive.They call me Supergirl......and this is the story of how I died.It all started with a bang, and not a whisper the way most of these big stories do. Things had been good for a long</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/6241641637241163269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=6241641637241163269' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/6241641637241163269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/6241641637241163269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/02/more-powerful.html' title='More Powerful...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-279720742526109946</id><published>2008-02-22T02:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T02:25:54.034-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Statis...</title><summary type='text'>I am currently very ill. The H5N1 virus is slowly killing me but hopefully I'll soon recover. More when I do.~Sara&lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/279720742526109946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=279720742526109946' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/279720742526109946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/279720742526109946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/02/current-statis.html' title='Current Statis...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-1577575252299088905</id><published>2008-02-11T21:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T11:51:12.644-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Silly Time To Learn To Swim When You Start To Drown</title><summary type='text'>"I opposed the Defense of Marriage Act in 1996. It should be repealed and I will vote for its repeal on the Senate floor. I will also oppose any proposal to amend the U.S. Constitution to ban gays and lesbians from marrying." ~Barack ObamaShe doesn't see things the way they do. The sun comes up every morning and she drags herself out of bed, met by the cold morning air because they like to sleep </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1577575252299088905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=1577575252299088905' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1577575252299088905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1577575252299088905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-silly-time-to-learn-to-swim-when.html' title='It&apos;s A Silly Time To Learn To Swim When You Start To Drown'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-6701633483805767531</id><published>2008-02-09T20:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T18:21:04.572-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Views, Opinions, Suggestions, Requests Wanted!</title><summary type='text'>Well, Sara's Darkness, created and written by me, Sara Jane Poe, is now Three and a half years old. I'd really like to know what everyone thinks about it. I know I take long periods of time off from posting and I'm working to try and change that. Doing this blog is really a big load. Searching for movies and videos for Lesbian Theater. Finding good and interesting stuff for the links section. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/6701633483805767531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=6701633483805767531' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/6701633483805767531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/6701633483805767531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/02/your-views-opinions-suggestions.html' title='Your Views, Opinions, Suggestions, Requests Wanted!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-596063872586228024</id><published>2008-02-06T21:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T00:02:31.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Alpha Female</title><summary type='text'>Trinogamous Relationship; Committed relationship between three individuals.The Stats. Since it's been awhile...Sara Jane Poe aka Witch Sara aka the Witchage; 22height; just a smidge under 5'2"weight; 107lbshair; browneyes; brownin love with; Lora and Emilyfavorite things...color; blacksong; Dante's Prayertv show; Buffy (Still)movie; Batman Beginswriter; Brian Michael Bendisartist; Currently, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/596063872586228024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=596063872586228024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/596063872586228024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/596063872586228024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/02/alpha-female.html' title='The Alpha Female'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-9079970200915882632</id><published>2008-01-15T02:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T03:18:32.598-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Unthinkable</title><summary type='text'>"I hope the Jews did kill Christ. I'd do it again. I'd fucking do it again-in a second." ~Sarah SilvermanThere is a Gray Man that sits on the dark side of the moon and watches everyone as they sleep. He's probably watching someone you love right now. He sits and he watches and he collects all of our dreams so that we can barely remember them the next morning.On a cold Sunday morning in January a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/9079970200915882632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=9079970200915882632' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/9079970200915882632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/9079970200915882632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/01/unthinkable.html' title='Unthinkable'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-2796316688837406909</id><published>2007-10-30T18:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T18:50:48.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Road Home</title><summary type='text'>September. When the world begins to decay.A storm came to the little community on the bluffs. Major destruction and total loss of power was the result. Two houses burned, crops were lost, and worst of all...everything was dark. No electricity, no phones, (Except our cellys of course.) and no Internet.With Samhain approaching in just a month's time, there was despair in the hearts of the people. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2796316688837406909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=2796316688837406909' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/2796316688837406909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/2796316688837406909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/10/long-road-home.html' title='The Long Road Home'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-7926209331226551785</id><published>2007-10-29T12:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T12:04:43.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I...am back.</title><summary type='text'>My Internet is back on and tomorrow I will have a Halloween post along with an explanation of where I've been.~Sara&lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7926209331226551785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=7926209331226551785' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/7926209331226551785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/7926209331226551785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/10/iam-back.html' title='I...am back.'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-1439410046392602669</id><published>2007-09-02T18:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T19:06:47.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is Only A Test...</title><summary type='text'>This is a test. Please do not adjust your screen or call emergency services...~Sara&lt;3=======================================The Unaired Buffy the Vampire Slayer PilotTrish Stratis With A Garden HoseThe L Word, Alice and DanaOnline Videos by Veoh.comThis was only a test.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1439410046392602669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=1439410046392602669' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1439410046392602669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1439410046392602669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-is-only-test.html' title='This Is Only A Test...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-9972263743626199</id><published>2007-08-31T12:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T12:48:38.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><summary type='text'>I'll probably be offline for a while longer, but I shall return before too long!~Sara&lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/9972263743626199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=9972263743626199' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/9972263743626199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/9972263743626199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/08/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-8712890383365723098</id><published>2007-08-12T21:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T21:16:32.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time...</title><summary type='text'>Due to being an OVERWORKED SLAVE I've been unable to post, but my sister and Jesca and beginning work at the community center tomorrow so my evenings will be FREE again. I'll have lots to say leading up to our annual Sam'Hain festival the second half of October.More soon...~Sara&lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8712890383365723098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=8712890383365723098' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/8712890383365723098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/8712890383365723098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/08/time.html' title='Time...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-3554912466228946209</id><published>2007-08-06T01:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T01:46:09.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lost Girls Saga chapter two</title><summary type='text'>"Our documentary sources of knowledge about the origins of Christianity and its earliest development are chiefly the New Testament Scriptures, the authenticity of which we must, to a great extent, take for granted."(Catholic Encyclopedia, Farley ed., vol. iii, p. 712)There were times late at night when I would just want to SCREAM!Growing up iNsAnE was tough on me. Tough on everyone, really. There</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3554912466228946209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=3554912466228946209' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/3554912466228946209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/3554912466228946209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/08/lost-girls-saga-chapter-two.html' title='The Lost Girls Saga chapter two'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-2027141997990848803</id><published>2007-08-03T23:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T00:10:27.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My headache seems to be gone...</title><summary type='text'>I'm finishing up my blog post and will be posting it this weekend.~Sara&lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2027141997990848803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=2027141997990848803' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/2027141997990848803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/2027141997990848803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-headache-seems-to-be-gone.html' title='My headache seems to be gone...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-4911585373972704948</id><published>2007-08-02T16:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T16:20:13.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PAIN!</title><summary type='text'>I've had a MASSIVE headache for three days now and it's stopping me from writing. I'll be back as soon as it stops hurting. Sorry.~Sara&lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4911585373972704948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=4911585373972704948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/4911585373972704948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/4911585373972704948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/08/pain.html' title='PAIN!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-8750641018194662724</id><published>2007-07-30T23:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T23:57:22.539-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something New</title><summary type='text'>If anyone is interested I've started a Sara's Darkness myspace account that I'm at daily and give updates as to when I'm going to post here. I'll accept any and all friend request. :) http://www.myspace.com/sarasdarknessOh, and message me to say hi.~Sara&lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8750641018194662724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=8750641018194662724' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/8750641018194662724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/8750641018194662724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/07/something-new.html' title='Something New'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-9117156375641666815</id><published>2007-07-28T01:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T03:29:31.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lost Girls Saga</title><summary type='text'>I met Lora in the 8th grade at Quincy Jr High School. I was EIC of the school newspaper, a NERDY assignment for sure but one I loved, and she had joined the class at the end of first semester. It wasn't till two years later that I found out the reason she joined in the first place was not because of some undying love of the written word, but rather she joined to meet yours truly. (That would be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/9117156375641666815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=9117156375641666815' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/9117156375641666815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/9117156375641666815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/07/lost-girls-saga.html' title='The Lost Girls Saga'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-530836402034170996</id><published>2007-07-25T02:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T02:39:42.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelude To The Lost</title><summary type='text'>The community pool is finished and filled. It's 10pm here and we three are all waiting till it gets late so we can be the first to test it out. Hopefully no one else has the same idea. I VERY MUCH doubt if Lora will go for HLS (Hot Lesbian Sex) out the fear that since it's open to the entire community, someone will have the same idea as we and walk up with mine and Emily's heads between Lora's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/530836402034170996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=530836402034170996' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/530836402034170996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/530836402034170996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/07/prelude-to-lost.html' title='Prelude To The Lost'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-391568637167183396</id><published>2007-07-21T00:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T01:11:05.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Use To Have This HUGE Crush On Mary Bell</title><summary type='text'>There are always times. Dark times, lonely times, sad times, happy times. Times you want to scream. Times you don't. Times you want to make love.Times you get SO aNgRy that you want to RUN to the kitchen, break the lock off the knife drawer, find the largest and sharpest one you can, and just STAB STAB STAB the fuck out of whomever your rage is at that TIME directed.Luckily, those times are few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/391568637167183396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=391568637167183396' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/391568637167183396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/391568637167183396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-use-to-have-this-huge-crush-on-mary.html' title='I Use To Have This HUGE Crush On Mary Bell'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-3589592441690904258</id><published>2007-07-19T03:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T20:23:54.681-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That's the way the wall comes crumbling down down down...</title><summary type='text'> The forthcoming tale is one filled with disturbing thoughts, actions and images. It's a tale of lust and betrayal and is in NO WAY conductive of nOrMaL lesbian behavior.Late Saturday night; Lora went to bed early as we three were all still slightly hungover from making merry the night before with BOIZ. (Boiz named Gabe and Danny, my cousins.)They brought liqueur and attempted to ply us into </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3589592441690904258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=3589592441690904258' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/3589592441690904258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/3589592441690904258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/07/thats-way-wall-comes-crumbling-down.html' title='That&apos;s the way the wall comes crumbling down down down...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-7241573701637955277</id><published>2007-07-17T01:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T01:57:39.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>..........</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7241573701637955277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=7241573701637955277' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/7241573701637955277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/7241573701637955277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='..........'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-4768472364773793355</id><published>2007-07-14T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T22:55:06.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memento mori</title><summary type='text'>Please stop sending me PITY emails. I've gotten several over the last few weeks telling me how sorry they are about how fucked up my life is and how hard it's been for be. Trust me, I don't write this to get pity.I have never not ever will ask from pity from ANYBODY! (Well, except maybe Agric sometimes.) i write because I like to write and want people to read what I write.That is all. Thank you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4768472364773793355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=4768472364773793355' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/4768472364773793355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/4768472364773793355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/07/memento-mori.html' title='Memento mori'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-3720130970095191595</id><published>2007-07-11T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T18:35:08.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If A Tree Falls In The Forest...</title><summary type='text'> Find out your Harry Potter personality at LiquidGeneration!BenoitI tried to watch ECW on SciFi tonight. I haven't watched wrestling in a couple weeks so I thought it might be a DOABLE thing. It wasn't. I just have no interest in it anymore. Maybe it's a phase, recovering from the shock/anger/grief/confusion/denial of what happened, but it doesn't seem like one. It seems like my love for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3720130970095191595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=3720130970095191595' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/3720130970095191595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/3720130970095191595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/07/if-tree-falls-in-forest.html' title='If A Tree Falls In The Forest...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-4348810121472401246</id><published>2007-07-08T17:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T18:23:19.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There Once Was A Girl Named Laura Poe...</title><summary type='text'>Friday night was quiet. My sister's new and FIRST girlfriend EVA spent the weekend with us. Her name, and I feel very foolish that I've been calling her Jessica all this time, is Jesca. That's J-e-s-c-a, Jesca. Not J-e-s-s-i-c-a the way I've been saying and spelling it.So, Friday night. Lora and Emily, and me to a lesser extent, played with our new "lesbian couple" toy for hours. It was a very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4348810121472401246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=4348810121472401246' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/4348810121472401246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/4348810121472401246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/07/there-once-was-girl-named-laura-poe.html' title='There Once Was A Girl Named Laura Poe...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-337476811308392726</id><published>2007-07-06T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T14:02:31.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesbian Weddings RAWK!</title><summary type='text'>Jessica's words; "after a turbulent three years and a bad break up I really didn't think I'd ever meet anyone else I would want to spend my life with. After three years alone I met Lynz. I had been seeing a few girls through the years and just thought she might be another one night stand. Drunk as she was, she was immediately likable and attractive. after spending so much time with her through </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/337476811308392726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=337476811308392726' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/337476811308392726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/337476811308392726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/07/lesbian-weddings-rawk.html' title='Lesbian Weddings RAWK!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-5579214970990063195</id><published>2007-07-04T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T19:34:48.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sara's Darkness Has Been TAGGED!</title><summary type='text'>"I think most women, when they masturbating or making love, are not thinking of men but of women." ~Sylvia KristelYes, this EVIL LESBIAN, (We're all evil doncha'no.) http://defencelessqueerling.blogspot.com/ took LIBERTIES with me and now I have to find 8 others to tag myself. So...That 8 Things Thing...Here are the rules of the game;- We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.- </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5579214970990063195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=5579214970990063195' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/5579214970990063195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/5579214970990063195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/07/saras-darkness-has-been-tagged.html' title='Sara&apos;s Darkness Has Been TAGGED!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-5997088452149061757</id><published>2007-07-02T14:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T14:36:51.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So, You Wanna Be A Lesbian...</title><summary type='text'>"It's like we're in this special, secret club that no one else can understand. Like it's such a taboo that normal people just could never get it. I feel closer to other girls than I ever have in my life!" ~Laura Maye Poe on her newfound sexuality.Late Saturday night...The events of yesterday were still in my mind as I sat on the front porch watching the bats swoop around the streetlight catching </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5997088452149061757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=5997088452149061757' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/5997088452149061757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/5997088452149061757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-you-wanna-be-lesbian.html' title='So, You Wanna Be A Lesbian...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-5766797603410978849</id><published>2007-07-01T06:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T01:02:14.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Upon A Midnight Dreary...</title><summary type='text'>"What do lesbians bring on the second date? Answer; a moving van." ~The L WordToday was a good day. The first REALLY good day in weeks. We three just got back from visiting Lora's cousin in Hannibal, Missouri, home of Tom Sawyer and Huck Finn. After I broke down and started crying t'other day for no reason whatsoever, it was decided that we needed a vacation.We got back yesterday and pretty much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5766797603410978849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=5766797603410978849' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/5766797603410978849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/5766797603410978849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/07/once-upon-midnight-dreary.html' title='Once Upon A Midnight Dreary...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-2403355766875685376</id><published>2007-06-30T02:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T02:32:22.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Been out of town lately...</title><summary type='text'>We three took a short vacation to clear our heads due to recent events. I'll have a VERY GOOD post up this weekend sometime for you guys. :)If anyone knows where I watch watch The L Word season 4 online or download it please let me know. I've searched my butt off to no avail.~Sara&lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2403355766875685376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=2403355766875685376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/2403355766875685376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/2403355766875685376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/06/been-out-of-town-lately.html' title='Been out of town lately...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-1863781202899369210</id><published>2007-06-23T06:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T07:26:55.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There's A Place On The Other Side Of The World Where Everybody Lives</title><summary type='text'>"It's been my experience that the average male is never a man, not even for ten minutes in his entire lifespan." ~Bethany Sloane, from the movie Dogma. Went to grandma Etta's 100th birthday party last night. She didn't show up. I only stayed for about 45 minutes. When things started to get emotional I left. Still not ready to deal with such things.Today was overall a good day. I met up with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1863781202899369210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=1863781202899369210' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1863781202899369210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1863781202899369210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/06/theres-place-on-other-side-of-world.html' title='There&apos;s A Place On The Other Side Of The World Where Everybody Lives'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-4003400379073204902</id><published>2007-06-21T05:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T06:17:28.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Stepped Into The Light...And It Suddenly Got Very, Very Dark</title><summary type='text'>"Some women can't say the word lesbian... even when their mouth is full of one.” ~Kate ClintonMy sister and I are speaking again. As sisters are wont to do after inflicting such transgressions upon one another.I'm sitting here, middle of the night, can't sleep, watching what at first I thought was some BORING ASS second rate horror flick but then noticed girls making out with each other, a female</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4003400379073204902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=4003400379073204902' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/4003400379073204902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/4003400379073204902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-stepped-into-lightand-it-suddenly-got.html' title='I Stepped Into The Light...And It Suddenly Got Very, Very Dark'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-1699750822269395371</id><published>2007-06-19T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T21:12:39.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Fight!</title><summary type='text'>Been very depressed lately. Lora has been the only one to notice this because I've been trying to hide it. The last time I felt this way, January 2005, I lay down in my bed and other than using the bathroom, stayed there for three weeks. That led to a 24 hour stay at Newman Clinic. (The NUThouse.)Today as I was leaving the center to go home and eat lunch, Lora stopped me and asked if I would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1699750822269395371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=1699750822269395371' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1699750822269395371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1699750822269395371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/06/girl-fight.html' title='Girl Fight!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-5642096240483046909</id><published>2007-06-15T03:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T03:08:19.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sara's Darkness Will Return After This Regularly Schedualed Commercial</title><summary type='text'>Commercial"I'm omnipotent. I don't need to lie." ~Emily Greta EllisonA lot has happened within the dark twisted mind of Sara Jane Poe over the last couple weeks. The voice has been silent but the brain has been filled with thoughts. Dark thoughts. Dark but new. New images, new words, new music playing in my head. New thoughts everyday.Everyday.So I have decided to redesign Sara's Darkness </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5642096240483046909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=5642096240483046909' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/5642096240483046909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/5642096240483046909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/06/saras-darkness-will-return-after-this.html' title='Sara&apos;s Darkness Will Return After This Regularly Schedualed Commercial'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-8904928222732860483</id><published>2007-06-08T13:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T13:34:56.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Quiet Life of Etta Raye</title><summary type='text'>"You don't have to burn books to destroy a culture. Just get people to stop reading them." ~Ray BradburyJune 21st, 1907. Sometime just before dark. Victoria Raye was in labor. There isn't anyone left in the community that remembers the actual event. So my tale is one of second-hand accounts and from the daughter of Victoria Raye herself. Her name was Etta, and she was everyone's grandmother.Etta </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8904928222732860483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=8904928222732860483' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/8904928222732860483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/8904928222732860483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/06/quiet-life-of-etta-raye.html' title='The Quiet Life of Etta Raye'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-2136339416038462498</id><published>2007-06-07T11:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T11:17:58.132-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry...</title><summary type='text'>Sorry there haven't been any posts lately. I've been having a bad week, but I should have something posted before tomorrow night.~Sara&lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2136339416038462498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=2136339416038462498' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/2136339416038462498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/2136339416038462498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/06/sorry.html' title='Sorry...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-1121598667512738012</id><published>2007-05-30T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T17:26:34.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Till någon av min Svensk besökaren!</title><summary type='text'>Behaga komma i kontakt med jag på xsaraxpoex@gmail.com. JAG skulle älska till höra om din skön land. Jag hoppa det till höra från du snart.~Sara&lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1121598667512738012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=1121598667512738012' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1121598667512738012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1121598667512738012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/till-ngon-av-min-svensk-beskaren.html' title='Till någon av min Svensk besökaren!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-7723297205634971126</id><published>2007-05-27T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T22:58:25.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just What DO You Do With An Internet Girlfriend?</title><summary type='text'>"Rage More!" ~Piper Perabo from the movie Lost And Delirious!As everybody that reads my blog knows, I've stated several times recently that I wanted to find a new Internet girlfriend. Well, that was a LIE. Now, I'm not use to telling lies so bear with me on this while I explain real quick.See, my thoughts haven't been really about getting "A" Internet girlfriend, but rather on a certain someone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7723297205634971126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=7723297205634971126' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/7723297205634971126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/7723297205634971126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-what-do-you-do-with-internet.html' title='Just What DO You Do With An Internet Girlfriend?'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-4596102718194920203</id><published>2007-05-26T02:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T06:55:14.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention Firefox Users!!!</title><summary type='text'>Are you having trouble with the graphics on my blog? I got an e-mail from someone that says the youtube videos from older posts are popping up on newer posts and covering the graphics.If anyone is having this problem please tell me so I can fix it.Thankx:)======================================If anyone is interested in becoming a member of my blog, Everything's Eventual, http://</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4596102718194920203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=4596102718194920203' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/4596102718194920203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/4596102718194920203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/attention-firefox-users.html' title='Attention Firefox Users!!!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-1249643687299297318</id><published>2007-05-25T04:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T10:38:26.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Schooooool's Out. For. Summer!</title><summary type='text'>"I've been Boinged" ~Brian Michael Bendis refering to, http://www.boingboing.net/2007/05/23/powers_graphic_novel.htmlPassed all my classes with GREATNESS. I feel very good about myself. As do Lora and Emily. We three all got our credits and are ready to advance to the next level of university life. Lora will be leaving me and Emily, so to speak, next year. She's going to be taking business </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1249643687299297318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=1249643687299297318' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1249643687299297318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1249643687299297318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/schooooools-out-for-summer_25.html' title='Schooooool&apos;s Out. For. Summer!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-2981505742147886862</id><published>2007-05-23T03:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T03:46:37.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tale Of The Toilet Paper Bandits</title><summary type='text'>Warm nights on the Mississippi River can be the best in the world. Condensation usually makes the woods surrounding the community foggy. Whenever I walk thru them I'm reminded of the origional Wolfman with Lon Chaney Jr. Especially when there are coyotes out and howling in the distance.As I said before, there are two things everyone feels they have to lock away from me. The kitchen knifes, (Self </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2981505742147886862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=2981505742147886862' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/2981505742147886862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/2981505742147886862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/tale-of-toilet-paper-bandits.html' title='The Tale Of The Toilet Paper Bandits'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-7258803072230117591</id><published>2007-05-20T18:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T20:00:23.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sister Is A Freak!</title><summary type='text'>Sara Jane Poe, 21, and Laura Maye Poe, 18, have never been NORMAL. I, the older sister, have detailed my life and exploits over the last few years HERE, at my blog. (And for a few years before I started blogging I would RANT about my life and post it at my message board, http://p203.ezboard.com/bsarasstuff.)My sister, very quiet and often met with the phrase, "You're strange," has kept most of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7258803072230117591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=7258803072230117591' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/7258803072230117591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/7258803072230117591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-sister-is-freak.html' title='My Sister Is A Freak!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-7120023191301159907</id><published>2007-05-15T00:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T04:17:48.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have Nothing Much To Say...</title><summary type='text'>"My gay audience has expanded threefold just in the last six months since my new songs have been on the Internet. It’s crazy. Now I’ve got to do a song just for my gay audience. Shout out! This one’s for my gays!" ~Nelly Furtado came out as bisexual and wants her own gay pride parade.It was a loooooooooong Sunday. We three ended up WAY too drunk. Sunday around 4pm we woke all naked and sprawled </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7120023191301159907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=7120023191301159907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/7120023191301159907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/7120023191301159907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-have-nothing-much-to-say.html' title='I Have Nothing Much To Say...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-7418942078681572840</id><published>2007-05-13T01:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T01:28:45.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Schoolgirl Lock-in; update one!</title><summary type='text'>"That you may retain your self-respect, it is better to displease the people by doing what you know is right, than to temporarily please them by doing what you know is wrong." ~William J. H. Boetcker2:am; two bottles of wine gone. After standing on the porch for a few to make sure no one was awake and out in the community, we three decided to walk around the corner, short skirts a' waggin', and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7418942078681572840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=7418942078681572840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/7418942078681572840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/7418942078681572840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/schoolgirl-lock-in-update-one.html' title='Schoolgirl Lock-in; update one!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-7552343734126139546</id><published>2007-05-11T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T22:19:27.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lockin Weekend!</title><summary type='text'>We three are OFFICIALLY clad in our new schoolgirl outfits, mentioned last post, for the ENTIRE weekend. The BIG thrill so far has just been watching each other walk around the house.And reaching for things.Oh, and bending over. Lest we NEVER forget the bending over. I'm tossing things on the floor as we speak just so Lora will pick them up when she comes in the bedroom.We have weed, rum, wine, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7552343734126139546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=7552343734126139546' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/7552343734126139546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/7552343734126139546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/lockin-weekend.html' title='Lockin Weekend!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-2153149727643670841</id><published>2007-05-08T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T21:18:08.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need Some INTERNET Pussy!</title><summary type='text'>"Pussy is just better than dick." ~Lorabelle Tempest RileyNothing new with the Apartment People. We still seem to dislike them and they us.My first and best friend growing up, Catherine Montclair, called today and said she would be coming home once she recieved her BA this June.  Catherine grew up across the street from me, was pretty much my only friend for YEARS, introduced me to the JOYS of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2153149727643670841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=2153149727643670841' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/2153149727643670841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/2153149727643670841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-need-some-internet-pussy.html' title='I Need Some INTERNET Pussy!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-8692797053744380598</id><published>2007-05-07T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T22:06:54.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When Last We Left Agric Hadron...</title><summary type='text'>"I'm putting my life on the line battling the undead. Look, I broke a nail, okay? I'm wearing a press-on." ~Buffy Summers,  "Prophecy Girl"What Has Our Friend Agric Hadron Been Up To Lately?I've mentioned that my dear friend Agric is doing some forest thing with tree people before. Well, here is a cool quote from an article in The Times...***Agric turns out to be a softly spoken, silver-haired, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8692797053744380598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=8692797053744380598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/8692797053744380598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/8692797053744380598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/when-last-we-left-agric-hadron.html' title='When Last We Left Agric Hadron...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-1252076666165997490</id><published>2007-05-01T23:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T01:02:14.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Apartment People!</title><summary type='text'>"Come gather `round people, Wherever you roam,And admit that the waters around you have grown,And accept it that soon you'll be drenched to the bone,If your time to you is worth savin',And you better start swimmin' or you'll sink like a stone,For the tiiiiiimeeees they are a chaaaaangin'." ~Bob DylanOur sister community in Wisconsin is officially abandoned. Of the seventy some-odd people that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1252076666165997490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=1252076666165997490' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1252076666165997490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1252076666165997490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/apartment-people.html' title='The Apartment People!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-1061235437833814459</id><published>2007-04-30T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T03:33:10.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scenes from Buffy the Vampire Slayer...and Stuff!</title><summary type='text'>Scenes from Buffy the Vampire Slayer...and Stuff!"Here's all you have to know about men and women; women are crazy, men are stupid, and the main reason women are crazy is that men are stupid." ~George CarlinBuffy Vidz!It's complicated...because of Tara...I. Owe. You. PAIN!The Angel Dance.My Way by Spike!Previously on Buffy the Vampire Slayer...=================================Headless girl!Police</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1061235437833814459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=1061235437833814459' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1061235437833814459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1061235437833814459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/04/scenes-from-buffy-vampire-slayerand.html' title='Scenes from Buffy the Vampire Slayer...and Stuff!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-1448800844090821751</id><published>2007-04-25T16:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T16:56:12.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things That Go BUMP All The Time!</title><summary type='text'>A guy at school asked me out t'other day. I told him  had a boyfriend named Jim "The Dungeon Master" Clark."The Dungeon Master?" He asked, slightly wierded out."It's a sex thing." I said, rolling my eyes then walking away.Today before World History he came up to me and asked, with a twisted smile on his face, "So, Sara, what kind of things do you and the Dungeon Master do?"He just asked this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1448800844090821751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=1448800844090821751' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1448800844090821751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1448800844090821751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/04/things-that-go-bump-all-time.html' title='Things That Go BUMP All The Time!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-2520209155929816480</id><published>2007-04-24T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T20:22:45.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return of Sara Poe!</title><summary type='text'>"Sir, I'm just a little boy in drag tryin' to sell cookies." ~The OblongsSo, my comp has been messed up lately and I've been unable to sign into blogger. I switched over to Firefox and now I can blog again.I don't have much to say right now but I'm working on a new blog post so expect something tomorrow.~Sara&lt;3===================From the Dark and Twisted Mind of Warren Ellis!Turn this in to your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2520209155929816480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=2520209155929816480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/2520209155929816480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/2520209155929816480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/04/return-of-sara-poe.html' title='The Return of Sara Poe!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-3516847597645900807</id><published>2007-04-24T19:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T19:20:20.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOHOO!</title><summary type='text'>I am back!!! More later tonight!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3516847597645900807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=3516847597645900807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/3516847597645900807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/3516847597645900807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/04/woohoo.html' title='WOOHOO!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-1957407766022934803</id><published>2007-03-19T03:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T03:46:57.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Profound and Utter Darkness of Mere Being!</title><summary type='text'>"Failed. Good. Reconsider. You do not need to do this. Why?" ~AgricSo, I was supposed to go out and take some pics today but SHIT HAPPENS and Lora kinda fReAkEd out on me. See, a few months back my therapist and I were talking about some anger issues that I have. She suggested that I try out the good ole' fashion beat-something-with-a-pillow-bat, and even supplied afore mentioned pillow bat, AND </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1957407766022934803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=1957407766022934803' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1957407766022934803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/1957407766022934803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/03/profound-and-utter-darkness-of-mere.html' title='The Profound and Utter Darkness of Mere Being!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-3066021217905330304</id><published>2007-03-12T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T17:26:36.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There Is A Light In The Universe That Never Goes Out!</title><summary type='text'>I won't go into all the full boring details as to why I've been offline, tho there are some stories I need to tell. For the most part it was decided, not by me, that since I was spending very little time online as it was that we should stop paying for expensive DSL and switch over to dial-up till my time was more open.I, however, decided that dial-up SUX BEYOND WORDS and therefore it was best </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3066021217905330304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=3066021217905330304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/3066021217905330304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/3066021217905330304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-wont-go-into-all-full-boring-details.html' title='There Is A Light In The Universe That Never Goes Out!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-7684786624834339489</id><published>2007-03-03T16:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T16:35:00.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I have returned...</title><summary type='text'>Events have kept me offline for the lasttwo months but those events have been resolved and I will SOON be blogging again on a regular basis.~Sara&lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7684786624834339489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=7684786624834339489' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/7684786624834339489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/7684786624834339489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-have-returned.html' title='I have returned...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-116265983773868052</id><published>2006-11-04T10:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T11:03:57.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapters In The Life Of Sara Poe!</title><summary type='text'>Chapter One; "October"At the end of September my truest LOVE came to Emily and me and asked for help. With school, running the community center and dealing with a cRaZy girlfriend, she was falling behind in her planning of the annual Samhain festival. This was Lora's first year doing it and, tho she had some wonderful ideas, she was too busy to put them all into play. So Emily and I buckled up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/116265983773868052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=116265983773868052' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/116265983773868052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/116265983773868052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2006/11/chapters-in-life-of-sara-poe.html' title='Chapters In The Life Of Sara Poe!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-116228149955611002</id><published>2006-10-31T01:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T01:58:19.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon...</title><summary type='text'>Well, the Sam'Hain festival is nearly over so my time will become mine again. I have things to send out to some of you. Expect them within the next couple weeks. Details of the festival will be in the next post. Comment posting has been restored to normal. No moderation anymore. Emily has recieved 17 g/f applications and has narrowed it down to two. That's about all for now. See you guys on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/116228149955611002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=116228149955611002' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/116228149955611002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/116228149955611002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2006/10/soon.html' title='Soon...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-116052440308966506</id><published>2006-10-10T18:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T23:40:06.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Offline</title><summary type='text'>For a while longer. Back soon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/116052440308966506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=116052440308966506' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/116052440308966506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/116052440308966506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2006/10/offline.html' title='Offline'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-115932018568050828</id><published>2006-09-26T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T22:23:32.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Application For An Internet Girlfriend Chapter Two!</title><summary type='text'>"I want a new girlfriend," Emily said.A statement which pretty much STUNNED THE FUCK out of me and Lora."On the Internet, I mean," she clearified before we could reply.That was about a week ago. Emily has been mostly sitting at home everyday and going crazy doing so. She surfs the net looking for things to do and people to talk with. I, of course, am VERY untrusting of the Internet and thus have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/115932018568050828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=115932018568050828' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115932018568050828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115932018568050828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2006/09/application-for-internet-girlfriend.html' title='Application For An Internet Girlfriend Chapter Two!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-115916113022653114</id><published>2006-09-25T00:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T00:12:10.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Witch, Alone, Gets VERY Boring!</title><summary type='text'>WitchSara aka The WitchLora Belle aka The BelleEmily Graves aka The GraveSaturday...The Witch woke alone today. After a late night of talking to her friends the DungeonMaster, the Angelle, and Cap'n Chaos,(They all eventually just stopped responding to her emails and PMs.) she decided to sleep for a while. But as she was getting undressed the Grave woke and had an eViL look on her face."Let's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/115916113022653114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=115916113022653114' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115916113022653114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115916113022653114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2006/09/witch-alone-gets-very-boring.html' title='The Witch, Alone, Gets VERY Boring!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-115865038876828936</id><published>2006-09-19T02:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T02:19:48.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can't Go Home Again...But You Sure The Fuck Can Just NOT Leave!</title><summary type='text'>"In Cambodia, they said the problem was that the kids couldn't get to the schools or libraries, so we donated bicycles." ~John Wood, founder of Quincy, ILOkay, so we three have been doing a lot of talking since my recent bout with insanity. It's pretty much a certainty that I wouldn't do too well away from home for a long period of time. With Lora by my side I could probably survive, but wouldn't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/115865038876828936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=115865038876828936' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115865038876828936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115865038876828936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-cant-go-home-againbut-you-sure.html' title='You Can&apos;t Go Home Again...But You Sure The Fuck Can Just NOT Leave!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-115838861963587031</id><published>2006-09-16T01:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:24:27.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ground Rules For Nude Lesbian Oil Wrestling! (And other stuff.)</title><summary type='text'>"Quis Custodiet Ipsos Custodes" ~Rule Number One; Lesbians must be nude and covered in Wesson oil!Last Saturday night...The only actual time we talk about turning our threesome into a foursome is on nights we lock the doors and prep up for NUDE LESBIAN OIL WRESTLING! We can have some great singles matches along with exciting triple-threat and handicap matches, but no tag-team matches.For tag </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/115838861963587031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=115838861963587031' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115838861963587031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115838861963587031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2006/09/ground-rules-for-nude-lesbian-oil.html' title='Ground Rules For Nude Lesbian Oil Wrestling! (And other stuff.)'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-115744401833263759</id><published>2006-09-05T03:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T03:19:40.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Conversation `tween Lovers</title><summary type='text'>"Rage More!" ~Paulie OsterLast week it was medically determined that Emily is suffering from exhaustion. I was too in a state of delirium to remember being told this. With school starting full time next week it's been decided that she was going to get EXTREME rest this past weekend and take a couple weeks off working at the store.We three lead very busy lives and Emily hasn't really slowed down </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/115744401833263759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=115744401833263759' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115744401833263759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115744401833263759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2006/09/conversation-tween-lovers.html' title='A Conversation `tween Lovers'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-115715241373883946</id><published>2006-09-01T18:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T18:13:33.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes My Reality Isn't Like Yours</title><summary type='text'>"It doesn't matter how fucked up you are or how crazy you become. I'll always love you. Hurting me won't ever change that!" ~Lorabelle Tempest RileyOver the last week I've been filled with self pity, hurt, rage, frustration, and I know I've sent out some kinda angry emails to some of you. I won't make excuses for my actions but I will try to explain.If you read my "Three lesbians walk into a bar.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/115715241373883946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=115715241373883946' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115715241373883946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115715241373883946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2006/09/sometimes-my-reality-isnt-like-yours.html' title='Sometimes My Reality Isn&apos;t Like Yours'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-115701802414309353</id><published>2006-08-31T04:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T04:53:44.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5am</title><summary type='text'>I AM HOME!Last night hilst they selpt i decided that I neededd to be back home where i B elong! If they had slept in our bedroom...their bedrooom now...they would have heard me. They didnt!I carried some clothes, my box of olfest comics and my comp little by little back to my old rppm here in my step-dad's house.No sleep. No worries. No more pain. No more sanity.one glad morning when this life is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/115701802414309353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=115701802414309353' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115701802414309353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115701802414309353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2006/08/5am.html' title='5am'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-115695634750435591</id><published>2006-08-30T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T11:45:47.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>These Are The Days Of Our FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOU Lives...</title><summary type='text'>Day four in the attic.Sleep comes seldom. I hear them downstairs but they don't bother me. At 9am Emily brings up my meds, but she's not Lora and is easy to fool.Fool!Memories of days past keep floating thru my head. Memories of living next door, being young and alone sitting in the dark night after night on my comp, in my room, just looking at the world thru a screen.I think I will be lost </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/115695634750435591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=115695634750435591' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115695634750435591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115695634750435591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2006/08/these-are-days-of-our.html' title='These Are The Days Of Our FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOU Lives...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-115675156835081657</id><published>2006-08-28T02:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T02:52:48.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Stats, A Beautiful Woman, My So Called F'D Up Life!</title><summary type='text'>WARNING; SPIDER-MAN COMIC BOOK *SPOILERS* PIC AT THE BOTTOM OF THIS POST! "I have often wished I had time to cultivate modesty... But I am too busy thinking about myself." ~Edith Sitwell (1887 - 1964)The lastest visitor statistics for Sara's Darkness!VisitsTotal ....................... 12,155            Average per Day ................. 81            Average Visit Length .......... 3:22</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/115675156835081657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=115675156835081657' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115675156835081657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115675156835081657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2006/08/latest-stats-beautiful-woman-my-so.html' title='Latest Stats, A Beautiful Woman, My So Called F&apos;D Up Life!'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-115621794311970864</id><published>2006-08-21T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:39:03.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, These Three Lesbians Walk Into A Bar...</title><summary type='text'>A PICTURELESS Adventure Of The Witch, The Belle and The Grave. (Because I didn't have time for pics tonight.)Sara Poe = Witch SaraLora Riley = Lora BelleEmily Ellison = Emily GravesSaturday brunch. Usually eggs with pork and fried potatos. Toast and jam, too. Coffee, the ANYTIME drink, of course. Not all lesbians are vegans, eh. Phone rings. The Witch and the Belle continue eating knowing that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/115621794311970864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=115621794311970864' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115621794311970864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115621794311970864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2006/08/okay-these-three-lesbians-walk-into.html' title='Okay, These Three Lesbians Walk Into A Bar...'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792456.post-115596208906297867</id><published>2006-08-18T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T23:34:49.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful</title><summary type='text'>My pussy loves Emily very much. They even share the same favorite song. It's called "Beautiful," (313kb, mp3 file, Right click, save target as...  http://geocities.yahoo.com.br/raaage_more/Beautiful_.mp3 ) Yesterday I walked into the bedroom and there lay the two of them, snuggled up together, with Emily singing the song to him as it played in the background and he just purring away in her arms.I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/115596208906297867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792456&amp;postID=115596208906297867' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115596208906297867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792456/posts/default/115596208906297867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasdarkness.blogspot.com/2006/08/beautiful.html' title='Beautiful'/><author><name>XSaraXPoeX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15296383110666118933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVEGLDp6mq0/SgUIg4-eZCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Z0cL6DnoJ0w/S220/1224985899987s.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y236/wwsex/blogstuf/th_sdundrstng11.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
