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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>i’m not a writer. i just need to express how i feel. blogs posted now doesn’t necessarily correlate to the present day / are not in chronological order. some are just memories. posted on here to hopefully gain some kind of closure &amp; peace.

written on my cell - so please excuse the terrible grammar, autocorrects and spelling mistakes.

Peace</description><title>thoughts</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @carol0510)</generator><link>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Love is love.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Love is love.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/47355709755</link><guid>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/47355709755</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Apr 2013 06:33:44 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>It&amp;#8217;s meant to be the most wonderful time of the year. You&amp;#8217;re meant to be with your...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s meant to be the most wonderful time of the year. You&amp;#8217;re meant to be with your family, enjoying each others company, laughing and making each other happy. But I feel so alone and empty. Should I feel jealous that everyone around me seems to be so joyous with their copious amounts of gifts and food? Or should I feel grateful for what I have already? I always felt I never fit in this world. I always felt that I was so different from everyone else, and my family was different to the norm. I&amp;#8217;ve always felt that I had to put up this tough exterior and make lies up about my family so people didn&amp;#8217;t judge me for who I am. Why do I feel so ashamed and embarrassed? These last couple of days have made me feel more alone than ever. I guess that is what happens when you build all these walls up.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/38858576969</link><guid>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/38858576969</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Dec 2012 04:44:57 -0500</pubDate><category>different</category></item><item><title>Forget it.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Forget it.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/31726323360</link><guid>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/31726323360</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Sep 2012 22:39:37 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Even with so many Facebook friends. And the fact that everyone thinks I&amp;#8217;m so popular. I feel...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Even with so many Facebook friends. And the fact that everyone thinks I&amp;#8217;m so popular. I feel so alone.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/31513785088</link><guid>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/31513785088</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2012 18:04:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Depression. Fast becoming the worlds number one disease. And with social media these days, that rate...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Depression. Fast becoming the worlds number one disease. And with social media these days, that rate only continues to grow exponentially. Sometimes I feel like this empty shell. I look at photos of what I&amp;#8217;m supposed to look like, the house I&amp;#8217;m supposed to be living in, the clothes I&amp;#8217;m supposed to be wearing, the car I&amp;#8217;m supposed to be driving. Okay I just got completely sidetracked on my depression topic ha. Typical gen Y!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/29550307396</link><guid>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/29550307396</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Aug 2012 23:38:13 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Sometimes I feel like I have so much emotion inside me that I may one day just break down and crack...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I feel like I have so much emotion inside me that I may one day just break down and crack it. However, on the outside I appear to be completely cool, calm, collected and completely unphased by anything. People say that I&amp;#8217;m hard to read. All my life I have built up this wall, this protective barrier on the outside to avoid getting hurt, to avoid neglect, failure and rejection. Sometimes I feel so much that I want to cry. But the tears never come. I&amp;#8217;m not sure what I want to feel really. I guess I&amp;#8217;m so scared. I&amp;#8217;m still not sure what I&amp;#8217;m searching for. But I think in my mind I know what it is. I wish I could be so many things.&lt;br/&gt;
#emotion&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/29550089813</link><guid>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/29550089813</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Aug 2012 23:30:29 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Flirt with me. X. 

#flirt</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Flirt with me. X. 

#flirt&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/26416186798</link><guid>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/26416186798</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2012 22:41:45 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>ellendegeneres:

Everybody needs a friend.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5bgmkhdWo1r0pizwo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://scrapbook.ellentv.com/post/24699481961/everybody-needs-a-friend" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;ellendegeneres&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everybody needs a friend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/24883715099</link><guid>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/24883715099</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2012 10:17:23 -0400</pubDate><category>cat</category></item><item><title>Loving this song right now. Can so relate to it! Can you? X</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="225" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8UVNT4wvIGY?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Loving this song right now. Can so relate to it! Can you? X&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/24883183087</link><guid>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/24883183087</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2012 10:01:25 -0400</pubDate><category>gotye</category></item><item><title>How many times do I have to say that I&amp;#8217;m sorry? I don&amp;#8217;t know what you want anymore. And...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;How many times do I have to say that I&amp;#8217;m sorry? I don&amp;#8217;t know what you want anymore. And I don&amp;#8217;t think you know what you want either. Just give me a straight answer. Yes or no? If things are so hard for you then I think we know the answer. Hey, at least I tried right? I gave it a shot. I&amp;#8217;m sorry for hurting you. I&amp;#8217;m sorry that in the process of my own healing that I hurt you. It hurts me that I&amp;#8217;m not in your life anymore. This is hard for me too you know? Stop acting like you&amp;#8217;re the only victim here. I may act like that I don&amp;#8217;t care, but this is fucking tearing me apart too. I wish you could see that.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/24880182798</link><guid>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/24880182798</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2012 08:17:01 -0400</pubDate><category>sorry</category></item><item><title>Fuck you</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Oh fuck you. I&amp;#8217;m so tired of your shit. Stop fucking think that the whole world revolves around you. That every little fucking thing I do is fucking about you. You&amp;#8217;re such a fucking pessimistic, self loathing, hypocritical bitch. I was good to you. But I&amp;#8217;m sorry I can&amp;#8217;t be around forever. We all make mistakes and I&amp;#8217;m sorry that I hurt you. But you hurt me too. And I hope that one day you will realise and understand why I acted the way I did. I&amp;#8217;m just so sick of this and I&amp;#8217;m sick of you.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/23857837775</link><guid>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/23857837775</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 May 2012 08:26:23 -0400</pubDate><category>fuckyou</category></item><item><title>I thought this distance would help. And it is kinda. I pretend not to care when I see you, but I do....</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I thought this distance would help. And it is kinda. I pretend not to care when I see you, but I do. I pretend to be so intrigued in a conversation with someone else, but instead I&amp;#8217;m wondering if you&amp;#8217;re looking my way. I try to avoid you because I&amp;#8217;m scared what you would think of me. So basically you probably think I&amp;#8217;m so uninterested in you. Which couldn&amp;#8217;t be further from the truth. I pretend you&amp;#8217;re nothing but a friend to me. I still can&amp;#8217;t stop thinking about you. And I get so jealous when you start talking to someone else. This feels so high school I know. The thought of you with other new people drives me insane. Maybe I don&amp;#8217;t want this distance anymore? Maybe I do want to see you everyday like it was. I want to know everything about you. And I want to be your best friend. I sound like such a stalker. Haha, but it&amp;#8217;s so hard when you&amp;#8217;re so pretty damn amazing.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/20284452269</link><guid>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/20284452269</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Apr 2012 09:42:19 -0400</pubDate><category>infactuation</category></item><item><title>I&amp;#8217;m not sure if I&amp;#8217;ll ever find peace/happiness within myself if we continue to be...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m not sure if I&amp;#8217;ll ever find peace/happiness within myself if we continue to be strangers like this. If we continue on heading down this path. Separate paths. Separate lives. No communication. I just need you to know that this isn&amp;#8217;t easy for me at all. I think you&amp;#8217;re under the impression that I&amp;#8217;m better off without you, but that&amp;#8217;s a complete lie. It sucks that we don&amp;#8217;t talk anymore. I guess that&amp;#8217;s what happens when both parties stop making an effort and for some reason expects more from the other. I know at this stage that I have lost you. I hope things turn around. It doesn&amp;#8217;t matter when, I just hope it does eventually.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/18725454410</link><guid>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/18725454410</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Mar 2012 09:23:00 -0500</pubDate><category>strangers</category></item><item><title>Have people gotten greedier in this day and age? Have people started focusing too much on...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Have people gotten greedier in this day and age? Have people started focusing too much on materialistic items in their lives? Buying brand names, a BMW, a big house, fine dining, expensive clothes and flashy jewelry. Is it really worth it? Why do these things make us feel better? Is it because we want to feel more superior to everyone else? It all just seems so superficial and shallow. The fact that you need to feel like you need to prove to yourself and everyone else that you are worth something. That&amp;#8217;s just silly. Is our self confidence really that low? Or do we secretly crave attention? What do these items really mean to us? Do they stick with us like the way we love our best friend? Do we think about these things everyday like the way we can&amp;#8217;t get over an ex-lover? Or maybe it&amp;#8217;s just the fact that these are our little but expensive guilty pleasures in our life. And probably only temporary too. They are like some kind of drug, they make us feel good for a bit. But really in the end we need to take a good look at ourselves. What we believe we represent to the world. Do we really need these things in our lives? Are we too selfish, self centered, superficial and materialistic? Probably. But at least I look good? And at the same time the world thinks I&amp;#8217;m a prick. Ironic.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/18605687697</link><guid>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/18605687697</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2012 09:11:08 -0500</pubDate><category>greed</category></item><item><title>Things I like at the moment (Friday 2 March 2012):
Music with heavy bass
Dancing
My job
My work...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Things I like at the moment (Friday 2 March 2012):&lt;br/&gt;
Music with heavy bass&lt;br/&gt;
Dancing&lt;br/&gt;
My job&lt;br/&gt;
My work friends - old and new&lt;br/&gt;
Leaving behind the friends who were never genuine&lt;br/&gt;
Going to gym classes&lt;br/&gt;
My chiropractor&lt;br/&gt;
Reflexology&lt;br/&gt;
Instagram&lt;br/&gt;
Having crushes (haha so primary school!)&lt;br/&gt;
Having an imagination again&lt;br/&gt;
Endless opportunities&lt;br/&gt;
Having choices&lt;br/&gt;
My confidence&lt;br/&gt;
Being comfortable and happy&lt;br/&gt;
Not being sick&lt;br/&gt;
To be continued.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/18604884155</link><guid>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/18604884155</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2012 08:34:34 -0500</pubDate><category>like</category></item><item><title>Jealousy. You seem to have the perfect family. The perfect house. The perfect wife. The perfect job....</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Jealousy. You seem to have the perfect family. The perfect house. The perfect wife. The perfect job. The perfect kids. The perfect life. You&amp;#8217;re successful, you have your own business. Your family is lovely and doing so well for themselves. Such high achievers. Such health fanatics (seriously wow) and very fit physically. And you&amp;#8217;re all pretty good looking too. So yeah. I&amp;#8217;m very jealous of you (refer to previous blog re family).&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/18604523940</link><guid>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/18604523940</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2012 08:17:19 -0500</pubDate><category>jealous</category></item><item><title>Families. Do they drive you crazy too? Feels like every time I&amp;#8217;m at home, I don&amp;#8217;t want...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Families. Do they drive you crazy too? Feels like every time I&amp;#8217;m at home, I don&amp;#8217;t want to be here anymore. I feel like I become more and more depressed when I&amp;#8217;m around family. And some times I can&amp;#8217;t just stand it. This is a horrible thing. It shouldn&amp;#8217;t be like this. Has it always been like this? Or is everyone just so fed up with each other by now? So why do we put up with this &amp;#8220;torture&amp;#8221;?? Must be out of some kind of love and the fact that we share the same blood in our veins. We miss each other when we don&amp;#8217;t see each other. But the opposite occurs when we do. But when things go right - you really are just the happiest kid in the world.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/18604382288</link><guid>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/18604382288</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2012 08:10:24 -0500</pubDate><category>family</category></item><item><title>Eat sleep work study exercise (attempts) socialize drink (a little) laugh (a lot) play dance sing...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Eat sleep work study exercise (attempts) socialize drink (a little) laugh (a lot) play dance sing smile&lt;br/&gt;
Summarizes my life at the moment.&lt;br/&gt;
26 February 2012 - 12:12am&lt;br/&gt;
Written in the bed&lt;br/&gt;
Thoughts - I have work tomorrow, I really should sleep or else I&amp;#8217;m going to regret it in the morning!!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/18313717483</link><guid>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/18313717483</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Feb 2012 09:16:46 -0500</pubDate><category>life</category></item><item><title>I wish I can take you off my mind. How did we get to this place? I wish things could be the way they...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I wish I can take you off my mind. How did we get to this place? I wish things could be the way they were. We were happy weren&amp;#8217;t we? I haven&amp;#8217;t felt that type of love and fulfillment for a long time. I miss you. And I think we are both to proud and stubborn to admit it. To admit that we can&amp;#8217;t be without each other. This hurts too much. It&amp;#8217;s sad that we lost a friendship out of this. But do I regret what happened between us? No. Do I feel used? Yeah, a little bit. I don&amp;#8217;t see how you can just expect everything to be normal again. You did this to me. Or did I just fall in way too deep for you? So I fail to see how this could be all my fault. I still love you. And I always will. Maybe one day we will walk past each other on the street as strangers. And not even realize it. It&amp;#8217;s amazing how one person could affect your life so much. One minute, I was on top of the world. I was so happy that I had you in my life. You were my best friend. The next minute, I&amp;#8217;m falling into the depths of depression. I couldn&amp;#8217;t get out of bed. But you know what? I&amp;#8217;ve realized now that you&amp;#8217;re actually not so great. You&amp;#8217;re so heavily flawed and actually a really big hypocrite. You&amp;#8217;re a walking contradiction. I&amp;#8217;m better off without you. But why is this still affecting me so?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/18310502058</link><guid>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/18310502058</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Feb 2012 07:06:49 -0500</pubDate><category>ex</category></item><item><title>I&amp;#8217;m content at the moment. In fact I&amp;#8217;m just loving life. We need to be more happy. Think...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m content at the moment. In fact I&amp;#8217;m just loving life. We need to be more happy. Think more positively. Laugh, learn &amp;amp; love more. Be more open, less judgmental and more accepting. We need to change our frame of minds completely. Let that negativity escape our thoughts. Life is actually great if we allow ourselves to focus on the good things. And we need to be grateful and treasure these precious moments. We are lucky and the opportunities are endless. Many times, it can be tough, and our thoughts are often clouded. For a lot of us, we just need to start with a positive attitude. Live life. And love it.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/18007545390</link><guid>http://carol0510.tumblr.com/post/18007545390</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Feb 2012 07:05:40 -0500</pubDate><category>happiness</category></item></channel></rss>
