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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>Simply trying to figure myself out. I simply write what comes to mind. I love writing poetry.</description><title>Everything has its beauty but not everyone sees it</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @mandy-dandy101)</generator><link>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>talesfromthecreeps:

square in squares on squares
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/da6748998e973318d42675580310f655/tumblr_mla0juY1z51r01kldo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://talesfromthecreeps.tumblr.com/post/48013239813/square-in-squares-on-squares"&gt;talesfromthecreeps&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;square in squares on squares&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/51068255291</link><guid>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/51068255291</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 09:34:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8xqxjexI91rrsnk3o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/51068199932</link><guid>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/51068199932</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 09:33:01 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Genuine, Pure heartfelt LOVE</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/51067370170/genuine-pure-heartfelt-love"&gt;mandy-dandy101&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I recently had this overwhelming feeling, well actually just this morning. A feeling that I just cannot find the right words to express. That feeling where you know you show it all the time but you just feel like it’s just not enough to show you actually feel. &lt;span&gt;I call it LOVE. I’m not talking about the kind of love of the sexual kind, i’m talking about the kind with a person whether it be a friend, partner, mother, father. That kind of love, attachment where the fear of loosing that person or even the thought of them being married and moving on to a life that may not include you 24/7 brings you to tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I discovered that feeling this morning while listening to Grace Potter and the Nocturnal’s song Stars. It all started when my mom was sitting on the couch and I came to sit beside her. She said that last night she began to think in a few years after I’ve finished University that i’ll be off to get married and she’ll be alone. She began to cry and say that I’ve made her grow to attached and dependent on me. I couldn’t help but hold her and cry as well ,for even that thought of me being away from her  is scary enough. I mean she’s my best friend, like sister and not JUST my mother.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;span&gt;I’ve never been in love with a guy. That type of love where you get all nervous and your heart races off and your mind goes blank, *I’ve heard of it…lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; LOL. But i’m still holding on to have that feeling one day. I like to think of myself like the first and last slice of bread. You know the one that we’re all guilty of passing and never taking a second look at. The one that we only come back for when we’re bored and just decide to eat, the one that we sometimes have no choice but to eat because we’re so truly and desperately hungry. LOL. Yup that’s kinda sometimes how I like to think about myself. But nothing I think or more so know will ever surpass that feeling, that overwhelming feeling, that indescribable feeling of love that I felt this morning. Not on a sexual kind of love that we are so caught up in feeling these days but a love that is just truly genuinely to the core that you just can’t really describe it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/51067370170/genuine-pure-heartfelt-love"&gt;Read More&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/51068130988</link><guid>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/51068130988</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 09:31:23 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Genuine, Pure heartfelt LOVE</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I recently had this overwhelming feeling, well actually just this morning. A feeling that I just cannot find the right words to express. That feeling where you know you show it all the time but you just feel like it&amp;#8217;s just not enough to show you actually feel. &lt;span&gt;I call it LOVE. I&amp;#8217;m not talking about the kind of love of the sexual kind, i&amp;#8217;m talking about the kind with a person whether it be a friend, partner, mother, father. That kind of love, attachment where the fear of loosing that person or even the thought of them being married and moving on to a life that may not include you 24/7 brings you to tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I discovered that feeling this morning while listening to Grace Potter and the Nocturnal&amp;#8217;s song Stars. It all started when my mom was sitting on the couch and I came to sit beside her. She said that last night she began to think in a few years after I&amp;#8217;ve finished University that i&amp;#8217;ll be off to get married and she&amp;#8217;ll be alone. She began to cry and say that I&amp;#8217;ve made her grow to attached and dependent on me. I couldn&amp;#8217;t help but hold her and cry as well ,for even that thought of me being away from her  is scary enough. I mean she&amp;#8217;s my best friend, like sister and not JUST my mother.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;span&gt;I&amp;#8217;ve never been in love with a guy. That type of love where you get all nervous and your heart races off and your mind goes blank, *I&amp;#8217;ve heard of it&amp;#8230;lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; LOL. But i&amp;#8217;m still holding on to have that feeling one day. I like to think of myself like the first and last slice of bread. You know the one that we&amp;#8217;re all guilty of passing and never taking a second look at. The one that we only come back for when we&amp;#8217;re bored and just decide to eat, the one that we sometimes have no choice but to eat because we&amp;#8217;re so truly and desperately hungry. LOL. Yup that&amp;#8217;s kinda sometimes how I like to think about myself. But nothing I think or more so know will ever surpass that feeling, that overwhelming feeling, that indescribable feeling of love that I felt this morning. Not on a sexual kind of love that we are so caught up in feeling these days but a love that is just truly genuinely to the core that you just can&amp;#8217;t really describe it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;!-- more --&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/51067370170</link><guid>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/51067370170</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 09:13:00 -0400</pubDate><category>pure love</category><category>Genuine</category><category>heartfelt</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_me8hrbECe81r9ouy2o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/46886307191</link><guid>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/46886307191</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Apr 2013 18:57:36 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mb1mp6kQZb1rtlyn9o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/46886061978</link><guid>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/46886061978</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Apr 2013 18:54:43 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkzyo6OX991qd94umo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/38675552587</link><guid>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/38675552587</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Dec 2012 20:57:48 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Are we to ever understand life </title><description>&lt;p&gt;Ohh how life is so weird. Or is it just me? The ones that like us we have no feelings towards yet the ones we feel everything for feel absolutely nothing towards us. Are we supposed to carry around the guilt of not feeling anything towards the one that feels so much for us? And we feel nothing towards them? If ever you have been rejected you know the feeling. You would never wish it on anyone. It is so hard to dish it out to someone else. We can&amp;#8217;t blame them for being brave enough to admit what they feel. I commend them as I am such a coward at it. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am beginning to question why I am always the one to give up my happiness and then I realize that it was never my happiness to begin with. They say to not place your happiness in someone else&amp;#8217;s hands I placed being happy in something and someone. But you can only be alone for so long to find yourself. Or maybe we just convince ourselves that we need to find ourselves because no one really comes to our rescue and to ease the cold breeze of loneliness.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Either way we are lonely.    &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/38675487546</link><guid>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/38675487546</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Dec 2012 20:56:57 -0500</pubDate><category>Heartbreak</category><category>Loneliness</category><category>Finding yourself</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mbc6deAZCb1qi1nyzo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/36675846360</link><guid>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/36675846360</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Nov 2012 13:35:18 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldwzt7UL461qznyv7o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/35681774446</link><guid>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/35681774446</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2012 22:09:57 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Love isn’t supposed to hurt and people aren’t meant to be mean. Yet some of us find ourselves locked...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Love isn’t supposed to hurt and people aren’t meant to be mean. Yet some of us find ourselves locked in some room with red eyes, wet cheeks, broken hearts, shattered feelings and low to non-existent self-esteem. How come some of us end up in this position? Even writing this is breaking me heart. It seems my passion for writing is slipping away and it scares me especially when I feel and know that everything else at the moment is slowly if not surely slipping away. People that we are supposed to look up too and we do hurt us so much. The art of life most of the time I have learnt for me is to put on a brave face, plastered smile and fake it till you make it. But I have been doing this for so long that I’m beginning to think this is my role in life and it breaks my heart. I think I’m beginning to forget what if feels like to actually feel the way that I was used too. Though I might admit I have tried to change this way but always came ohhhh so close but then it disappears.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I guess the question is, “Is it worth trying for something that has failed you on multiple occasions?” The weird fact of it all is that I lay the blame on &lt;em&gt;ME. &lt;/em&gt;I mean it beats blaming others right? I was always used to feeling with my heart before me head. Then as I got older I realised that my heart has been battered and broken and rarely anyone there to comfort me and say it’ll be alright. I just know that I can’t seem to recuperate. MY HEART JUST CAN’T FIND THAT MOMENT TO CATCH A BREAK. This is just not about &lt;em&gt;LOVE &lt;/em&gt;of someone but the fact that people can be so mean. So hurtful. The weird thing about me is that I’ve made it easy for me to move on when for almost every person out there it’s hard to just up and wipe the memories and feelings out. To move on.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have a theory that maybe life is fair and we being humans and wanting things our way that we think that life Is unfair. But this is just one of my stupid theories. I mean this is just my blog I’m just rambling what I feel. And at the moment I know it’s part hurt, frustration and most of all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;CONFUSION.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  And I have no idea if anyone ever feels this. Do you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/35673765805</link><guid>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/35673765805</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2012 20:25:47 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>blazeberg:

“I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don’t know why, some people fill the gaps and...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://blazeberg.tumblr.com/post/20452139540/i-am-lonely-yet-not-everybody-will-do-i-dont"&gt;blazeberg&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;“I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don’t know why, some people fill the gaps and others emphasize my loneliness.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;— Anaïs Nin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/35673587042</link><guid>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/35673587042</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2012 20:23:30 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I like "clingy" people.</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I love it when people are affectionate with me. I like when they always invite me places, or text me, or call me, I wouldn’t even mind if they blew up my fb wall with hearts and what not. I would rather have that person than someone who makes me text them first all the time and replies back like 10 hours later.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/35447524799</link><guid>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/35447524799</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Nov 2012 20:02:07 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Sometimes I feel
Like I am drunk behind the wheel
The wheel of possibility
However it may roll
Give..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I feel&lt;br/&gt;
Like I am drunk behind the wheel&lt;br/&gt;
The wheel of possibility&lt;br/&gt;
However it may roll&lt;br/&gt;
Give it a spin&lt;br/&gt;
See if you can somehow factor in&lt;br/&gt;
You know there’s always more than one way&lt;br/&gt;
To say exactly what you mean to say&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Was I out of my head? Was I out of my mind?&lt;br/&gt;
How could I have ever been so blind?&lt;br/&gt;
I was waiting for an indication&lt;br/&gt;
It was hard to find&lt;br/&gt;
Don’t matter what I say only what I do&lt;br/&gt;
I never mean to do bad things to you&lt;br/&gt;
So quiet but I finally woke up&lt;br/&gt;
If you’re sad then its time you spoke up too&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fastball - Out of my head&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The 90’s&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://damionlaing.tumblr.com/"&gt;damionlaing&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/34992966633</link><guid>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/34992966633</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Nov 2012 13:29:51 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Happy Halloween Everyone</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcrq1rmhlh1qik2bvo1_250.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcrq1rmhlh1qik2bvo2_r3_250.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcrq1rmhlh1qik2bvo4_r5_250.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcrq1rmhlh1qik2bvo3_250.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcrq1rmhlh1qik2bvo6_250.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcrq1rmhlh1qik2bvo5_r4_250.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;small&gt;Happy Halloween Everyone&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/34727428750</link><guid>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/34727428750</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2012 19:14:13 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>maybelline:

Product of the day: Volum’ Express the Falsies...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcprhmQbJy1qiis88o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://maybelline.tumblr.com/post/34723028340/product-of-the-day-volum-express-the-falsies"&gt;maybelline&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Product of the day: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Volum’ Express the Falsies Flared Mascara in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maybelline.com/Products/Eye-Makeup/Mascara/Volum-Express-Falsies-Flared-Washable.aspx"&gt;Very Black&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/34727304094</link><guid>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/34727304094</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2012 19:12:10 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Kali's World: A Guide to Nothingness.: I Husband Hunting</title><description>&lt;a href="http://kalifaclyne.tumblr.com/post/32033877393/i-husband-hunting"&gt;Kali's World: A Guide to Nothingness.: I Husband Hunting&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kalifaclyne.tumblr.com/post/32033877393/i-husband-hunting"&gt;kalifaclyne&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I am sufficiently exhausted enough to be the right amount of honest and vulnerable. Add that to the Angostura 1919 (BESS rum) wid coke that I had earlier and I am Smiley Kali, the girl that is always happy, who loves a laugh and often laughs at inapropriate things.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tonight, I went husband…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/32077822377</link><guid>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/32077822377</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Sep 2012 18:12:16 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I see all sorts of people, but I’m alone all the same."</title><description>“I see all sorts of people, but I’m alone all the same.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;White Nights&lt;/em&gt;, Fyodor Dostoevsky (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://coffeeiscomely.tumblr.com/"&gt;coffeeiscomely&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/31430473708</link><guid>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/31430473708</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Sep 2012 20:15:41 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"More and more frequently the edgesof me dissolve and I becomea wish to assimilate the world,..."</title><description>“More and more frequently the edges&lt;br/&gt;of me dissolve and I become&lt;br/&gt;a wish to assimilate the world, including&lt;br/&gt;you, if possible through the skin&lt;br/&gt;like a cool plant’s tricks with oxygen&lt;br/&gt;and live by a harmless green burning.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I would not consume&lt;br/&gt;you or ever&lt;br/&gt;finish, you would still be there&lt;br/&gt;surrounding me, complete&lt;br/&gt;as the air.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Margaret Atwood, excerpt from “More and More” (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://coffeeiscomely.tumblr.com/"&gt;coffeeiscomely&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/31429558894</link><guid>http://mandy-dandy101.tumblr.com/post/31429558894</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Sep 2012 20:02:42 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Sex is not a goddamn performance.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://mols.tumblr.com/post/27220993740"&gt;mols&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mols.tumblr.com/post/27220993740"&gt;Read More&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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