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So, for a quick release of feelings, to share a little apart of the world you have Your Write.

Click here to sumbit an entry!</description><title>It's your write</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @yourwrite)</generator><link>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>i wish you could stay here a little longer </title><link>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/289887230</link><guid>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/289887230</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Dec 2009 00:28:30 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>i want to know what crosses your mind when you see anything with the slightest relation to my...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;i want to know what crosses your mind when you see anything with the slightest relation to my memory.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/288759522</link><guid>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/288759522</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 04:47:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I wonder if you even miss talking to me</title><link>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/288584001</link><guid>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/288584001</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 01:17:09 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I honestly don’t care about you and your boyfriend, anymore. All you do is whine about how he...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I honestly don’t care about you and your boyfriend, anymore. All you do is whine about how he doesn’t talk to you every second. Fuck off.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/286479699</link><guid>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/286479699</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 15:52:11 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>one of the hardest feelings is the feeling of being forgotten </title><link>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/285541436</link><guid>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/285541436</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 22:14:13 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>The only reason I’m always in the bathroom for so long, is because I’m kicking ass on...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;The only reason I’m always in the bathroom for so long, is because I’m kicking ass on tetris. I don’t have a problem..&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/284061176</link><guid>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/284061176</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2009 22:06:18 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I wish you would talk to me....</title><link>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/283951777</link><guid>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/283951777</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2009 20:50:55 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I wish you could just stop telling me about your ex-girlfriends...i really dont care about them </title><link>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/283903312</link><guid>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/283903312</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2009 20:15:50 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>admit it... you're still in love with me and wants me back</title><link>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/282668210</link><guid>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/282668210</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Dec 2009 22:59:19 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I successfully haven’t talking you for two days. I don’t know how much longer I can go..</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I successfully haven’t talking you for two days. I don’t know how much longer I can go..&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/279645081</link><guid>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/279645081</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Dec 2009 21:06:39 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>everything about you is trivial. not specific things.</title><link>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/279001540</link><guid>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/279001540</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Dec 2009 09:58:17 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>i've known you for over 5 years. i got a hug for the first time today...</title><link>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/278471938</link><guid>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/278471938</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 23:18:19 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I didn’t care that we would never speak again. What bothered me was the need to convince...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I didn’t care that we would never speak again. What bothered me was the need to convince everyone this was a “a vs. b” thing, when really it was just a “that happened, so now this happens” thing.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/276836947</link><guid>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/276836947</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 20:28:01 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>FINALS CAN SUCK MY NONEXISTENT, HAIRY, SAGGY DISCOLORED BALLS.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;FINALS CAN SUCK MY NONEXISTENT, HAIRY, SAGGY DISCOLORED BALLS.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/275892989</link><guid>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/275892989</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 03:44:29 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>my friend on me dating a man 10 years my elder and complaining about men my age. </title><description>me: yeah he used to speak like a baby. and he was oh so needy, always wanting to be by my side&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
her: Lol, oh look at you. you got a man born in the 70s and you think you're too good.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
- lmao. &lt;br /&gt;&#13;
</description><link>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/275753262</link><guid>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/275753262</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 01:07:45 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>i know you exist now
because i hear the crickets sing at night
and i can’t shut off my brain,...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;i know you exist now&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;because i hear the crickets sing at night&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and i can’t shut off my brain, without a fight&lt;br/&gt;i have this unbreakable fascination&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;with your sharp egg white eyes&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i know you exist now&lt;br/&gt;because the morning after i leave you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;my innermost bronze thighs ache, oh&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and i can’t shut off my brain without a fight&lt;br/&gt;your artly laugh haunting my frontal lobe&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;those moments &lt;i&gt;i&lt;/i&gt; made you smiley &lt;i&gt;and &lt;/i&gt;awkwardly dance&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i know you exist now&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so baile conmigo , moving s l o w or speeding up fast&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(i rather turn this up fast, como merengue) well because,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i can’t shut my damn brain off, without a fight&lt;br/&gt;and i am a lover, there’s no fighting juice in these bone marrows&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and there’s no going back to last semester, and there’s no going back to my brain without you, well simply because&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i know that you exist now.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/275658431</link><guid>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/275658431</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 23:50:21 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>You really like me,</title><description>&lt;p&gt;and I really like you.&lt;br/&gt;It’s just not fair.&lt;br/&gt;Why can’t we be together?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/274242898</link><guid>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/274242898</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 00:14:55 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>will there ever be somebody that appreciates me for me?</title><link>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/274219723</link><guid>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/274219723</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 23:56:48 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>She deserves you more than I do.</title><link>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/274075636</link><guid>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/274075636</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 22:14:42 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>You and I both are missing the same thing, and that means were so imperfect for one another. But,...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;You and I both are missing the same thing, and that means were so imperfect for one another. But, sometime soon, we will find that thing, different but the same, and we’ll be much happier. That’s the plan, at least, right?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Right?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/274075606</link><guid>http://yourwrite.tumblr.com/post/274075606</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 22:14:41 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
