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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>The perks of being new to tumblr</description><title>A Bright, Sunshiny Day</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @paintinggirl)</generator><link>http://paintinggirl.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>&lt;/3 Don't judge.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;3 I am over crying because of you. I am a strong and beautiful girl; any other guy I find should be grateful to have me, and I will be very appreciative to have him. That&amp;#8217;s who I am; I actually enjoy being with someone, unlike you. The sad truth is: I know everything about you; I know all of the lies that you told to impress your friends. I know all of your insecurities and that really, you are the most self-conscious person I have ever met. But the saddest part is, you know everything about me, too. I can&amp;#8217;t ever hide from you because you are the one person that I can tell anything to and not worry about being judged. Over the past year and a half, you have become me very best friend. I would love to keep in touch with you over the years so I can talk to you about everything. I know that I have to wait until the &amp;#8220;love&amp;#8221; has gone away though. Isn&amp;#8217;t it funny how you can love someone that hurt you so badly? I don&amp;#8217;t understand my heart; I know that I should get over you, but it&amp;#8217;s hard to forget everything that happened between us.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Someday, I&amp;#8217;ll have the courage to ask &amp;#8220;Why?&amp;#8221; and I won&amp;#8217;t be afraid of the answer because I will be happy again. It won&amp;#8217;t be the happy I am now where I put on a fake smile at school to show everyone that I can handle it, and it won&amp;#8217;t be the kind of happy where I dress up really nice to try to impress you because I will know that I don&amp;#8217;t need your approval anymore. I wish I had known that I didn&amp;#8217;t need to do everything to try to please you. I wish I hadn&amp;#8217;t believed everything you said because I wish I had known it would all be a lie. And because of everything you told me and everything I&amp;#8217;ve been thinking, everything is jumbled for me. I just want to have my real life back. I know that one day, I&amp;#8217;ll look back at this break up and be grateful, but I need time to realize the happiness it will bring me. &amp;lt;3 Thanks for listening, and remember to not judge because you never know if their smile is real or fake. Life is hard.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://paintinggirl.tumblr.com/post/20510160291</link><guid>http://paintinggirl.tumblr.com/post/20510160291</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Apr 2012 23:56:57 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>hollyhocksandtulips:

Christian Dior, 1959
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christian Dior, 1959&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://paintinggirl.tumblr.com/post/15138223958</link><guid>http://paintinggirl.tumblr.com/post/15138223958</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Jan 2012 15:18:37 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwn7lcJX9g1r8jjyzo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://paintinggirl.tumblr.com/post/14658334361</link><guid>http://paintinggirl.tumblr.com/post/14658334361</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Dec 2011 01:05:34 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
