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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>Anything worth doing, is worth overdoing</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @youlovemeee)</generator><link>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrsfm7BUr01qzpwi0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/10473923604</link><guid>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/10473923604</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2011 02:12:45 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>J. D. Salinger, Catcher in the Rye
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqwwwoTE5q1qdo62to1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;J. D. Salinger, &lt;em&gt;Catcher in the Rye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/10043358818</link><guid>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/10043358818</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Sep 2011 14:06:10 -0400</pubDate><category>Catcher in the Rye</category><category>J. D. Salinger</category></item><item><title>Possibly my favorite poem.. EVER </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;“&lt;span class="quote"&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We fall in love at weddings and auctions, over glasses&lt;br/&gt;of wine in Italian restaurants where plastic grapes hang&lt;br/&gt;on the lattice, our bodies throb&lt;br/&gt;in the checkout line, the bus stop, at basketball games&lt;br/&gt;and we can’t keep our hands off each other&lt;br/&gt;until we can—&lt;br/&gt;so we turn to rubber masks and handcuffs,&lt;br/&gt;falling in love again.&lt;br/&gt;We go to movies and sit in the air conditioned dark&lt;br/&gt;with strangers who are in love&lt;br/&gt;with heroes like Peter Parker&lt;br/&gt;who loves a girl he can’t have&lt;br/&gt;because he loves saving the world in red and blue tights&lt;br/&gt;more than he would love to have her ankles wrapped around&lt;br/&gt;his waist or his tongue between her legs.&lt;br/&gt;While we watch films&lt;br/&gt;in which famous people play famous people&lt;br/&gt;who experience pain,&lt;br/&gt;the boy who sold us popcorn loves the girl&lt;br/&gt;who sold us our tickets&lt;br/&gt;and stares at the runs in her stockings&lt;br/&gt;every night,&lt;br/&gt;even though she is in love&lt;br/&gt;with the skinny kid who sold her cigarettes at the 7-11,&lt;br/&gt;and if the world had any compassion&lt;br/&gt;it would let the two of them pass&lt;br/&gt;a Marlboro Light back and forth&lt;br/&gt;until their fingers eventually touched, their mouths&lt;br/&gt;sucking and blowing.&lt;br/&gt;If the world knew how&lt;br/&gt;the light bulb loved the socket&lt;br/&gt;then we would all be better off.&lt;br/&gt;We could all dive head first into the sticky parts.&lt;br/&gt;We could make sweat a religion&lt;br/&gt;and praise the holiness of smelliness.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am going to stop here,&lt;br/&gt;on this dark night,&lt;br/&gt;on this country road,&lt;br/&gt;where country songs&lt;br/&gt;come from, and kiss her, this woman, below the trees&lt;br/&gt;which are below the stars,&lt;br/&gt;which are below desire.&lt;br/&gt;There is a music to it, I hear it.&lt;br/&gt;Johnny Rotten, Biggie Smalls, Johan Sebastian Bach, I don’t care&lt;br/&gt;what they say—&lt;br/&gt;I loved you the way my mouth loves teeth,&lt;br/&gt;the way a boy I know would risk it all for a purple dinosaur,&lt;br/&gt;who, truth be known, loved him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In the Midwest, fields of corn are in love&lt;br/&gt;with a scarecrow, his potato-sack head&lt;br/&gt;and straw body, hanging out among the dog-eared stalks&lt;br/&gt;like a farm-Christ full of love.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Turning on the radio I hear&lt;br/&gt;how AM loves FM the way my mother loved Elvis&lt;br/&gt;whose hips all young girls loved, sitting around the television&lt;br/&gt;in a poodle skirt and bobby socks.&lt;br/&gt;He LOVED ME TENDER so much&lt;br/&gt;that I was born after a long night of Black-Russians&lt;br/&gt;and Canasta while “Jailhouse Rock” rocked.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Stamps love envelopes, the licking proves it—&lt;br/&gt;just look at my dog&lt;br/&gt;who obviously loves himself with an intensity&lt;br/&gt;no human being could sustain, though you can’t say&lt;br/&gt;we don’t try.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In High school I once cruised&lt;br/&gt;a McDonald’s drive-thru butt-naked&lt;br/&gt;on a dare from a beautiful Sophomore,&lt;br/&gt;only to be swallowed up by a grief&lt;br/&gt;born from super-size or no super-size.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Years later I met a woman&lt;br/&gt;named Heavy Metal Goddess&lt;br/&gt;at a party where she brought her husband,&lt;br/&gt;leading him through the dance floor by a leash,&lt;br/&gt;while in Texas cockroaches love with such abandon&lt;br/&gt;that they wear their skeletons on the outside.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Once a baby lizard loved me so completely,&lt;br/&gt;he moved into my apartment and died of hunger.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;No one loves war,&lt;br/&gt;but I know a man&lt;br/&gt;who loves tanks so much he wishes he had one&lt;br/&gt;to pick up the groceries, drive his wife to work,&lt;br/&gt;drop his daughter off at school with her Little Mermaid&lt;br/&gt;lunch box, a note hidden inside&lt;br/&gt;next to the apple, folded&lt;br/&gt;with a love that can be translated into any language: I HOPE&lt;br/&gt;YOU DO NOT SUFFER.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
—Matthew Dickman, Love</description><link>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/9859581826</link><guid>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/9859581826</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Sep 2011 21:04:24 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>You're Where You Need to Be</title><description>&lt;a href="http://"&gt;You're Where You Need to Be&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;They say life is a journey—which is funny because it makes me think of the band Journey and Steve Perry’s awesome poof mullet. That thing was righteous. Regardless, we each have a journey we’re walking, a story we’re living as we progress through each day. Sometimes our journey is a happy one filled with good times and laughter; other times, it’s full of heartache and shame. Whichever is true of your current state, you and I are on a far reaching journey—a journey that doesn’t end until we’ve let our last breath slip from our lips.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you and I were to sit down and discuss the intimate details of my journey thus far, we’d need several hours. It’d be soaked with tales of deceit and depression, of faltering virtues and a flawed logic. But looking back, and because our precious hindsight is so perfectly clear, I can see each roaming step I took led me, thankfully, to where I am now—happy, fulfilled, content, and following a calling I ignorantly ignored for years. No, the mistakes I made—and there were plenty—aren’t forgotten, but each one, despite my best efforts, led me to something good, something worthwhile. It only took me accepting His will for my life once and for all.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God has a plan for each of us, but He also allows us the freedom of will to make our own decisions and choose which paths we’d like to take. So what happens when the choice we make doesn’t match up to the plan He’s laid out for us? What happens when we refuse to follow our calling or His ways and we end up off track and lost? Can we ever get back? The answer is actually rather simple. Yes, we can. God tailors His plan based on each step we take so that we are never too far from jumping right back on to the path He’s chosen. And while it’s possible to feel as if we’re a million miles away from anything resembling the will of God, the plan that He so carefully crafted for us is always being altered, always being conditioned so that it’s ever-ready to accompany us should we choose to meet back up with Him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You may have stepped away from His journey for a minute, or maybe it’s been a long while. But I can truthfully say that you’re right where you need to be. God can use you, help you, restore you right where you stand. It may not seem like it right this moment, but imagine looking back on the spot where you now stand and seeing how it soon led you to something beautiful and full of redemption. You may feel unworthy of the love and grace He has to give, and that’s understandable. But imagine looking back one grace-filled day and saying softly to yourself, “I was right where I needed to be”. Let that be you. Acknowledge where you are and know that you’re right where He needs you to be.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Note: You can find the writer on Twitter @Cory_Copeland. Thank you so very much for reading.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/9858571084</link><guid>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/9858571084</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Sep 2011 20:42:52 -0400</pubDate><category>reminder</category></item><item><title>There is often a big disparity between the way in which we perceive things and the way things really are.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;- Nothing I MEAN NOTHING is ever what it seems.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/9367149276</link><guid>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/9367149276</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Aug 2011 02:18:47 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Everyone should live a day in the life of someone else every now...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqdu4xROT51qbv7d3o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone should live a day in the life of someone else every now and then. Most people don’t appreciate what they have, myself included. Intelligent people should live a day in the life of someone less bright than them, to experience the feeling of not knowing everything instinctively but having to work for it, and sometimes failing in trying despite your best efforts. Beautiful people should live a day in the life of someone far less attractive than them. It seems in a lot of cases the beauty of a person overshadows any other qualities worthwhile having, and being beautiful gives you a reason, a valid excuse not to try and work for things in your life, most things are handed to you without the biggest of efforts anyway. Skinny people should live the day in an overweight person’s body. Having society look down on you for being overweight, not interested in the reasons or possible explanations, but merely looking down because it’s socially accepted to torment those who are “lesser” than the average person. Wealthy people should experience being homeless, scrambling to make it through the day, not having anywhere or anyone to turn to. Everyone would benefit of a taste of the opposite, whatever their advantage might be, because it would be such a vital link in not taking things for granted. Things we assume will always be around and things we build our personalities or lack thereof on, which really don’t define us in any way, but we still manage to let them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The reason I’m on this morality kick is because recently I’ve met a person who has greatly influenced my life and the way I think. Someone who has been both the lesser person and the person on top. Someone who has experienced the lows of life and has ridden the highs. Someone who treats everyone kindly and with patience and respect because he knows how it feels to be the humbled one. The beautiful part is I don’t even think he understands that he is inspirational because he doesn’t try to be, nor does he preach, it’s just the very way he acts and behaves that makes you want to strive to be a better person, someone to admire instead of someone you will look back on and regret being. We shouldn’t let the fact that everyone else seems to be miserable and angry control the way we feel, there is always a chance to change things around and work on the things you’re unhappy with.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;- I am scared I am no longer me. I am LA Rachel. I need to find my roots I need to find me again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/9366552278</link><guid>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/9366552278</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Aug 2011 01:51:00 -0400</pubDate><category>happiness</category><category>inspiration</category><category>wealth</category><category>obese</category><category>humble</category><category>beautiful</category><category>lesson</category><category>appreciate</category><category>morality</category></item><item><title>You’d treat something fleeting more special then you would something permanent.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Face it: If you knew someone was in your life for a set amount of time you’d do everything you could in the time frame to show them they are special. If they meant enough to you, you’d probably go through many events, days, moments that are incredible to give them something to remember. Why is that? Because we want them here forever.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;However people who you KNOW are always going to be around are sort of disregarded. Treated in such a way were bare minimum effort is given to them in order to have them remain, but never anything more. You don’t go out of your way often for these individuals do you? You take them for granted cause you’re used to their presence, but if they left your world would crumble.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Maybe we should appreciate what we have while we have it, whether it be a year or a life time.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- &lt;a href="http://leotsukiyo.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;leotsukiyo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/7825139562</link><guid>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/7825139562</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Jul 2011 21:18:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Compassion hurts. When you feel connected to everything, you also feel responsible for everything...."</title><description>“Compassion hurts. When you feel connected to everything, you also feel responsible for everything. And you cannot turn away. Your destiny is bound with the destinies of others. You must either learn to carry the Universe or be crushed by it. You must grow strong enough to love the world, yet empty enough to sit down at the same table with its worst horrors.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;…Hard to turn away from horrors. Difficult to not let the callous actions of others deter your own. Questions and thoughts of why things are the way they are? Why are others the way they are?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And in a world so cold, The hardest part is learning to rise above it, stay focused and keep faith. You don’t have to be like everyone else. And more importantly you’re not alone. There are others out there who care.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/7230935438</link><guid>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/7230935438</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Jul 2011 12:32:44 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>fear of reaching out</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Why do people feel embarassed about how they feel about other people? Why is it embarassing to tell another person that you think they’re attractive, or that you really like having them around, or that you love them? I don’t understand at all and it’s actually pretty frustrating that somehow it became embarassing to feel. It’s like I always have to hide how much I really care about my friends so that they don’t think I’m too attached or like I can’t tell that person how pretty they look today because they’d think that was weird. You can’t tell anyone how you feel without feeling doubtful about how they will recieve you. Rejection causes people to hide their feelings until they’re forgotten. My advice to everyone is not to hide and to just let people know what and how you feel about them. The funny thing is, is that I’m not even going to follow my own advice.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- the language of the breeze&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/6750299279</link><guid>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/6750299279</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jun 2011 03:40:59 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>You can’t ask for a persons honesty and as soon as they tell you what you already know and don’t...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;You can’t ask for a persons honesty and as soon as they tell you what you already know and don’t agree with, jump all over them for it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;That will never get you honesty, more likely…intricate deception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;What I am saying is, make the truth easy to tell and you’ll more often get it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;- (Dad-isms)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Something I need to work on.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/4632193416</link><guid>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/4632193416</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2011 09:03:21 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>do YOU always. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Live to please the others, and everyone will love you, except yourself.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;-Paulo Coelho&lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt;Do you. Always do you. Nobody else can help you get to where you want to be. Don&amp;#8217;t make choices based off of what you think other people want from you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When making a choice do it because it&amp;#8217;ll make you happy and it aligns with your morals and values. At the end of the day you will be the main one to either reap the benefits or stand tall and defend yourself agaisnt the repercussions.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/4628417570</link><guid>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/4628417570</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2011 03:15:52 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>This is why I hold out on sex</title><description>&lt;a href="http://tumblr.com/x8xyqwo14"&gt;This is why I hold out on sex&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/4606104436</link><guid>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/4606104436</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Apr 2011 09:06:54 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>This one is for all my favorite cynics, pessimists, haters, and downer Debbies..</title><description>&lt;a href="http://thedailylove.com/instead-of-getting-pissed-when-things-dont-go-your-way-read-this/"&gt;This one is for all my favorite cynics, pessimists, haters, and downer Debbies..&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;We got this :) all it takes is you. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;In the end it’ll always be just you. Nobody else can get you to where you want to be.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So lets run away and get lost in a world of make believe where anything you want you can achieve and dream our biggest dreams…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;…Then wake up AND RIDE THAT MOTHER FREAKER OUT BABYYY :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/4580051213</link><guid>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/4580051213</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Apr 2011 10:10:49 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>My poetry class taught me if I write honestly.. it'll come out perfectly. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Giving up on Giving in &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; It&amp;#8217;s times like these that make me wonder&lt;br/&gt; how far down one can bury their heart under&lt;br/&gt; enabling them to become immune to these feeling&lt;br/&gt; when in truth my heart just wants to shoot for the ceiling&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; please someone teach me what it takes&lt;br/&gt; to prevent putting my own heart at stake&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; how do I replace my emotional power source&lt;br/&gt; that&amp;#8217;s activated this horribly complicated concourse&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; I&amp;#8217;ve tried my hardest to hold&lt;br/&gt; back and pretend&lt;br/&gt; leaving my desires on their own to fend&lt;br/&gt; there were numerous attempts&lt;br/&gt; to take you off that peddestool&lt;br/&gt; I road out each path to all extents&lt;br/&gt; and instead ended up losing all sense of cool&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; for that spark on which you strive&lt;br/&gt; is the only place I&amp;#8217;ve been able to thrive&lt;br/&gt; for example, I&amp;#8217;ll give you a little sample&lt;br/&gt; just conjuring up the memories of your laugh&lt;br/&gt; lights up my life like an incriminating trap&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; picturing the Image of your smile&lt;br/&gt; and my heart starts beating about a minute a mile&lt;br/&gt; and everything gets all mixed up&lt;br/&gt; and I&amp;#8217;m standing there with all my defenses up&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; so here it is,&lt;br/&gt; i&amp;#8217;m giving up on giving in&lt;br/&gt; to all this nonesense business&lt;br/&gt; I&amp;#8217;ll let my heart sore&lt;br/&gt; and see what life has in store&lt;br/&gt; and hopefully at the end of the line&lt;br/&gt; you&amp;#8217;ll be the one calling me, mine :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Me&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/3477997681</link><guid>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/3477997681</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2011 00:11:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Looking back on what I said all those years ago, all the hopes and dreams I had, I’ve come to the..."</title><description>““Looking back on what I said all those years ago, all the hopes and dreams I had, I’ve come to the conclusion that if having things turn out the way you wanted them to is a measure of a successful life, then some would say I’m a failure. The important thing is not to be bitter over life’s disappointments. Learn to let go of the past. And recognize that every day won’t be sunny, and when you find yourself lost in the darkness and despair, remember it’s only in the black of night you see the stars. And those stars will lead you back home. So don’t be afraid to make mistakes, to stumble and fall, cause most of the time, the greatest rewards come from doing the things that scare you the most. Maybe you’ll get everything you wish for. Maybe you’ll get more than you ever could have imagined. Who knows where life will take you. The road is long and in the end, the journey is the destination.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;i love love love this :)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/3064813729</link><guid>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/3064813729</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Feb 2011 03:39:46 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Day 4 was amazing :) absolutely purely wonderful.

today I lived...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfkjtw9fRq1qanda9o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day 4 was amazing :) absolutely purely wonderful.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;today I lived by this quote= it’s better to lose small.. then to lose it all&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;everytime something bad happened I wouldn’t allow myself to get upset and just went about my day.. then by the end something a million times better came out of it.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;there was traffic= I danced all the way home from work&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;In a nutshell I got to tell my big sister all the wonderful things I absolutely love about her&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I really liked my outfit and then realized i had worn a mini-skirt to work= does that make me office slore? :)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I was bummed i forgot my workout shoes= I had lunch outside in the beautiful weather right next to the waterfall&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I ended up scheduling myself wrong= got to have surpise dinner with Danny&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;remember there’s always two ways you can go from any one point. Up or Down. which way do you want to go?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/2922142042</link><guid>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/2922142042</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2011 03:05:37 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I love meeting new friends and dancing till all hours of the day ;)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I love meeting new friends and dancing till all hours of the day ;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/2891104310</link><guid>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/2891104310</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Jan 2011 08:10:20 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>When you're inspired by doing what you love work turns into play &amp; money finds you in the most mysterious ways</title><description>&lt;p&gt;couldn&amp;#8217;t be more true :) &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/2607392859</link><guid>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/2607392859</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Jan 2011 04:10:29 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"It’s not the face, but the expressions on it. It’s not the voice, but what you say. It’s not how you..."</title><description>“It’s not the face, but the expressions on it. It’s not the voice, but what you say. It’s not how you look in that body, but the things you do with it. You are beautiful.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Stephenie Meyer   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/2593844528</link><guid>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/2593844528</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Jan 2011 04:24:08 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I love you SF</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Dear Bay,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I miss you soo bad it&amp;#8217;s hard to truly believe Ive left you&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I am trying soo hard to squeeze time and see everyone while I&amp;#8217;m here in SF.. but I feel like time is on warp speed and i&amp;#8217;m chasing it from behind..&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;.. so please excuse me if we don&amp;#8217;t get to see each other, but know I truly am
trying my hardest.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/2531307778</link><guid>http://youlovemeee.tumblr.com/post/2531307778</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Dec 2010 15:42:32 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>

