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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description></description><title>Untitled</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @91803)</generator><link>http://91803.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Suddenly everybody loves drugs. Talked shut about the druggies in high school, then suddenly your popping more pills than them</title><link>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/50898947628</link><guid>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/50898947628</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 06:41:06 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I have a thing for smart girls. Not just book smart. I mean a well rounded person who is socially aware, politically intelligent, well learned , and down to earth</title><link>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/48425988039</link><guid>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/48425988039</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Apr 2013 05:07:30 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>People change. It&amp;#8217;s normal. What&amp;#8217;s also normal is when people show a mask. What&amp;#8217;s...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;People change. It&amp;#8217;s normal. What&amp;#8217;s also normal is when people show a mask. What&amp;#8217;s not normal is when they have a different mask for every person they meet. They leave their friends more confused than a 9th grader reading Shakespeare. They leave their loved ones more worried and scared than Dante and his expedition through the 9 circles of hell. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/46838199615</link><guid>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/46838199615</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Apr 2013 06:31:58 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>To release my subzero heart from the depths of my self made prison is a favor I will never be able...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;To release my subzero heart from the depths of my self made prison is a favor I will never be able to repay, but with the favor, you have unleashed a hopeless romantic who is now fighting for your heart. Unfortunately, you like most girl don&amp;#8217;t want it.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/44054804173</link><guid>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/44054804173</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2013 04:58:29 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>One week, one girl, one time having a crush, one time getting dinner, one time getting bored, one...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;One week, one girl, one time having a crush, one time getting dinner, one time getting bored, one dead friendship. Then it&amp;#8217;s starts all over&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/43392774366</link><guid>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/43392774366</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:05:13 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>The pain of being alone. No, to call it pain is an insult. The feeling&amp;#8230;. like your heart is...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;The pain of being alone. No, to call it pain is an insult. The feeling&amp;#8230;. like your heart is empty, broken and unwanted. The feeling of being the one extra piece from the puzzle of life. The feeling of being a key without a lock. Wasted love. Pointless hopes. Frozen heart. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/43068132465</link><guid>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/43068132465</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2013 04:10:28 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Maybe its the alcohol&amp;#8230; maybe it was the songs&amp;#8230;. but i think i just developed feelings...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Maybe its the alcohol&amp;#8230; maybe it was the songs&amp;#8230;. but i think i just developed feelings for one of my best friends&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/42747178728</link><guid>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/42747178728</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Feb 2013 07:30:06 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Time heals wounds, but scars will always be there&amp;#8230;.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Time heals wounds, but scars will always be there&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/41691511692</link><guid>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/41691511692</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jan 2013 04:58:58 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I flirt because I don&amp;#8217;t want to risk my heart being hurt like last time. Giving my heart,...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I flirt because I don&amp;#8217;t want to risk my heart being hurt like last time. Giving my heart, still beating, to a girl, then having her drag it twenty miles with me being dragged behind it. Its like what is left of my heart is locked in a block of ice with a key that is lost in the sand of the most desolate island.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/41691416564</link><guid>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/41691416564</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jan 2013 04:54:52 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Those little sparks that girls give me when I think about them. Even with a spark, a fire...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Those little sparks that girls give me when I think about them. Even with a spark, a fire can&amp;#8217;t start without gas&amp;#8230;. One girl used all that gas. I&amp;#8217;m left with just the thoughts of what could happen and the memory of pain that did.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/41691301566</link><guid>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/41691301566</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jan 2013 04:50:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Girls confuse the shit out of me. Try too hard, they use you and break your heart. Play it cool and...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Girls confuse the shit out of me. Try too hard, they use you and break your heart. Play it cool and take it slow, then they disappear and never talk to you. Talk to them on a normal basis and your their friend.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/41687210947</link><guid>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/41687210947</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jan 2013 02:29:38 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I wish I never met you. Because of you I&amp;#8217;ve built a self destructive habit that has been...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;I wish I never met you. Because of you I&amp;#8217;ve built a self destructive habit that has been ripping me apart piece by piece for the last two years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/41686781681</link><guid>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/41686781681</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jan 2013 02:18:53 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>My new years resolution is to find that one true friend that I can tell everything too. That one...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;My new years resolution is to find that one true friend that I can tell everything too. That one person who will not judge me for what I say and what I have done. That one person I trust one hundred percent. That person who will take my secrets to the grave. That person that is my escape.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/39565296459</link><guid>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/39565296459</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2013 09:05:41 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I thought I could trust you. For About 5 hours I did. They you just fucked it up.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I thought I could trust you. For About 5 hours I did. They you just fucked it up.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/39564525389</link><guid>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/39564525389</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2013 08:45:33 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I need somebody to open upto..</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I need somebody to open upto..&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/38145852767</link><guid>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/38145852767</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Dec 2012 09:12:02 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>psych-facts:

When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/9d6bad2b4f4e9901bab1336777e3fb80/tumblr_mf6a4dexYi1r30f6io1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://neurolove.me/post/38140292709/when-we-honestly-ask-ourselves-which-person-in-our" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;psych-facts&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares - Henri J.M. Nouwen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/38145615274</link><guid>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/38145615274</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Dec 2012 09:05:42 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>This weather makes me really wish I had somebody to hug and snuggle with&amp;#8230;</title><description>&lt;p&gt;This weather makes me really wish I had somebody to hug and snuggle with&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/36657787712</link><guid>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/36657787712</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Nov 2012 04:42:50 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>If you are important to me, you will know. I will treasure my relationship with you, and the idea of losing you is horrible. If you are insignificant, you will also know.</title><link>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/36654845091</link><guid>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/36654845091</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Nov 2012 02:43:28 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>psych-facts:

I am strong because I’ve been weak. I am fearless,...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdbco5Plp81r30f6io1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://neurolove.me/post/35471252053/i-am-strong-because-ive-been-weak-i-am-fearless" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;psych-facts&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am strong because I’ve been weak. I am fearless, because I’ve been afraid. I am wise, because I’ve been foolish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/35476162487</link><guid>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/35476162487</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Nov 2012 05:52:45 -0500</pubDate><category>quotes</category></item><item><title>Now that I look back on it&amp;#8230; I wonder what the hell I saw in you&amp;#8230; You were destined to be...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Now that I look back on it&amp;#8230; I wonder what the hell I saw in you&amp;#8230; You were destined to be another typical girl. Heartbroken but loves sex. Can&amp;#8217;t commit. Uses people. Lies in every way to try and keep your image. I really wasted a year on you&amp;#8230; I look back now and I think it&amp;#8217;s kind of fjnny&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/35120946211</link><guid>http://91803.tumblr.com/post/35120946211</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2012 06:00:18 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
