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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>When you have no other choice, just shut up and give up.</description><title>Just give up.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @jumpingbot)</generator><link>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Never Really Can Fix My Heart♥</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ma0f56MkXf1ruru7xo1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Never Really Can Fix My Heart♥&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/31097137096</link><guid>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/31097137096</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2012 22:34:17 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Ruins&lt;/3 </title><description>&lt;p&gt;Do you know how horrible it is to stay up late at night remembering. Just simply remembering every single moment in the past year that you regret and being scared out of your life hoping it doesn&amp;#8217;t happen again. Just laying in bed your eyes full of tears and your body shaking like if you&amp;#8217;re about to fall apart and you&amp;#8217;re 110% sure that in the next 5 seconds you&amp;#8217;re going to crumble into a million pieces. And then replaying all the moments that you thought were past you and you use to be so sure didn&amp;#8217;t affect you at all. Having the hate that was inside you just turn to utter sadness in less than five seconds. And how did this all start? By daydreaming. Just thinking of a flower surrounded by trees and forest. That flower that tore me apart. It reminded me of everything. Valentines day.. I&amp;#8217;m scared&amp;#8230; I&amp;#8217;m afraid of what it might bring this year. It&amp;#8217;s sad to sit here and just KNOW that I&amp;#8217;m going to cry myself to sleep that night. I just know it. Then I remember last year&amp;#8230; How happy I was for no absolute reason. I shouldn&amp;#8217;t have been happy but I was. Even though my heart broke that very day. But I was naive. I still am.. And then later on&amp;#8230; Do you know how much it hurts to finally fall in love with someone that you should&amp;#8217;ve been in love with already and exactly a week later they break your heart and disappear forever. They take back everything they had once said and tell you straight to your face that they don&amp;#8217;t love you anymore. That you don&amp;#8217;t matter. That you simply weren&amp;#8217;t enough and never will be. And all you want to do is hide in a dark cold lonely corner somewhere at the end of the world and cry your eyes out and claw at your skin hoping that the horrible feeling of not being wanted and knowing you never will be and feeling disgusted with yourself would just go away. You just want to claw out until you feel nothing and you are nothing. And them maybe, just maybe, you will feel like there might be a soul in the world that will love you. But you know that won&amp;#8217;t ever happen so you just keep clawing but it won&amp;#8217;t go away. And all of a sudden you don&amp;#8217;t feel anything. And everything is gone. And nothing matters. And all you can do is feel numb. And you stare. Stare at nothing. And next thing you know it&amp;#8217;s time to come out of that corner. It&amp;#8217;s time to come back to reality. And there&amp;#8217;s a smile plastered onto your face. Nobody knows its fake. Everyone believes your laughter is real and sincere. And you end up being the only one knowing what you&amp;#8217;re hiding inside. Then all you feel like is a monster inside yourself. Then you&amp;#8217;re gone. There is no you. There is no nothing. It&amp;#8217;s over&amp;#8230; It&amp;#8217;s gone. And it might just never come back. But you&amp;#8217;re too far gone to ever care&amp;#8230; So you don&amp;#8217;t.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29329859621</link><guid>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29329859621</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Aug 2012 06:24:47 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Never Regret.: I’m confused. I don’t know what I want. I feel guilty, although I...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/21899844278/im-confused-i-dont-know-what-i-want-i-feel"&gt;Never Regret.: I’m confused. I don’t know what I want. I feel guilty, although I...&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/21899844278/im-confused-i-dont-know-what-i-want-i-feel"&gt;jumpingbug&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I’m confused. I don’t know what I want. I feel guilty, although I shouldn’t. You did me wrong and I should be able to move on and let go. I can’t. I feel jealous. It’s been a week. Exactly. You already have a new interest. One you’ve had even before we started drifting apart, I’m sure. I trusted…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095649030</link><guid>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095649030</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2012 22:21:59 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Never Regret.: You. You’re like a loaded gun shot at my heart. You break me,...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/22365140127/you-youre-like-a-loaded-gun-shot-at-my-heart"&gt;Never Regret.: You. You’re like a loaded gun shot at my heart. You break me,...&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/22365140127/you-youre-like-a-loaded-gun-shot-at-my-heart"&gt;jumpingbug&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;You. You’re like a loaded gun shot at my heart. You break me, instantly. I’m defenseless. You blame me, but I haven’t done anything. I won’t do anything. You’re leaving either way. You and your toxic being. Shamefully, I am not afraid to admit that I’ll miss you. Even if you damage me so much. But…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095641153</link><guid>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095641153</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2012 22:21:52 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>jumpingbug:

Slowly. I’m drowning.
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3u7gmonIB1rtrlodo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/22820762836/slowly-im-drowning"&gt;jumpingbug&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Slowly. I’m drowning.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095632589</link><guid>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095632589</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2012 22:21:44 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Never Regret.: It bothers me. It sickens me. I stay quiet. It goes on and on. Growing...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/22500895162/it-bothers-me-it-sickens-me-i-stay-quiet-it"&gt;Never Regret.: It bothers me. It sickens me. I stay quiet. It goes on and on. Growing...&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/22500895162/it-bothers-me-it-sickens-me-i-stay-quiet-it"&gt;jumpingbug&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;It bothers me. It sickens me. I stay quiet. It goes on and on. Growing by the day, by the hour, by the minute. It’s horrid. I stay quiet. It comes naturally. Flows and simply collapses together effortlessly. It kills me. I stay quiet. It won’t stop. It just rages on and on. I feel the tension, but…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095624470</link><guid>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095624470</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2012 22:21:37 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>jumpingbug:

I like squirrels.
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3u7m3o8od1rtrlodo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/22820978299/i-like-squirrels"&gt;jumpingbug&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I like squirrels.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095613951</link><guid>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095613951</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2012 22:21:27 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>jumpingbug:

o-odeedee:

My Freak♥

Awww</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3u7r6jW271rtrlodo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/22827112463/o-odeedee-my-freak-awww"&gt;jumpingbug&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://o-odeedee.tumblr.com/post/22825104414/my-freak"&gt;o-odeedee&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My Freak♥&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
Awww&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095603496</link><guid>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095603496</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2012 22:21:18 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>jumpingbug:

Life is a maze, and love is a riddle.♥
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3zzxw0gPd1rtrlodo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/23025795753/life-is-a-maze-and-love-is-a-riddle"&gt;jumpingbug&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Life is a maze, and love is a riddle.♥&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095591794</link><guid>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095591794</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2012 22:21:07 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>jumpingbug:

Sarcastic smiles. I hate them.
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m45f4bqGTA1rtrlodo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/23212034403/sarcastic-smiles-i-hate-them"&gt;jumpingbug&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sarcastic smiles. I hate them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095579506</link><guid>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095579506</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2012 22:20:56 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>jumpingbug:

Girls pee too, you know.
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m45f6fGSEL1rtrlodo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/23212097287/girls-pee-too-you-know"&gt;jumpingbug&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Girls pee too, you know.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095543320</link><guid>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095543320</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2012 22:20:24 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Never Regret.: I was right. I always was. I probably always will be, that depends on...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/21893733804/i-was-right-i-always-was-i-probably-always-will"&gt;Never Regret.: I was right. I always was. I probably always will be, that depends on...&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/21893733804/i-was-right-i-always-was-i-probably-always-will"&gt;jumpingbug&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I was right. I always was. I probably always will be, that depends on you. You. You give up so easily. It’s irritating. You will never be able to truly be happy if you keep giving up. When do you plan on actually accomplishing something? Never, I’m assuming. I hope one day you realize how much you…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095487087</link><guid>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095487087</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2012 22:19:36 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>jumpingbug:

7 Ways To Destroy Yourself Slowly:
Be a victim. Take no responsibility for your...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/21794857544/7-ways-to-destroy-yourself-slowly-be-a-victim"&gt;jumpingbug&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;7 Ways To Destroy Yourself Slowly:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be a victim. Take no responsibility for your life.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Don’t have a plan, and never think about tomorrow. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Make sure that things that don’t matter always come before things that do. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;See life as a competition. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Always express your side of the story first, never listen. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Be your own island. You are better off doing everything by yourself. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Don’t learn anything new. Stay away from anything that may inspire you.        &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095468624</link><guid>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095468624</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2012 22:19:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Never Regret.: Every night, I cry myself to sleep. Every night, I think of all those...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/21632849505/every-night-i-cry-myself-to-sleep-every-night-i"&gt;Never Regret.: Every night, I cry myself to sleep. Every night, I think of all those...&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/21632849505/every-night-i-cry-myself-to-sleep-every-night-i"&gt;jumpingbug&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Every night, I cry myself to sleep. Every night, I think of all those moments we’ve shared. Every night, I remember how much I miss you. Every night, I listen to our songs over and over again. Every night, I wish I could still have you with me. Every night, I think of what we could’ve had. Every…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095374827</link><guid>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29095374827</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2012 22:17:59 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>jumpingbug:

Sometimes, I like to pretend to be surprised when I...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m45f8fa2o61rtrlodo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/23212159658/sometimes-i-like-to-pretend-to-be-surprised-when"&gt;jumpingbug&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes, I like to pretend to be surprised when I give myself presents that are suppose to be from “secret admirers”.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29094948716</link><guid>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29094948716</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2012 22:11:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>jumpingbug:

Because, yeah, I like to take pictures with...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m45fa6Vcwv1rtrlodo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/23212215618/because-yeah-i-like-to-take-pictures-with"&gt;jumpingbug&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Because, yeah, I like to take pictures with toilets.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29094942400</link><guid>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29094942400</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2012 22:11:42 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>jumpingbug:

Kiss me, kiss me slowly. Show me what you’re...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m45fbsae0g1rtrlodo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/23212263672/kiss-me-kiss-me-slowly-show-me-what-youre"&gt;jumpingbug&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiss me, kiss me slowly. Show me what you’re capable of. Don’t hold back because this is what I want, what I need.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29094935956</link><guid>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29094935956</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2012 22:11:36 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>jumpingbug:

I hate liars.
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m45fcbF86i1rtrlodo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/23212279868/i-hate-liars"&gt;jumpingbug&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I hate liars.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29094929119</link><guid>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29094929119</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2012 22:11:30 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>jumpingbug:

Let’s be sick and pale together.
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m45fyuIMMo1rtrlodo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/23212923437/lets-be-sick-and-pale-together"&gt;jumpingbug&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Let’s be sick and pale together.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29094445614</link><guid>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29094445614</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2012 22:04:36 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>jumpingbug:

No I’m not perfect. I’m not pretty or beautiful or...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m45g1mZjRX1rtrlodo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jumpingbug.tumblr.com/post/23212998353/no-im-not-perfect-im-not-pretty-or-beautiful-or"&gt;jumpingbug&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;No I’m not perfect. I’m not pretty or beautiful or smart or funny or the greatest person in the world, but I’m myself, and I’m okay with that(:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29094439454</link><guid>http://jumpingbot.tumblr.com/post/29094439454</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2012 22:04:31 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
