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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></description><title>Untitled</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @taylorrrnicolee)</generator><link>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>I go back to the old ways because its what I know, not because it&amp;#8217;s what I want. I&amp;#8217;m...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I go back to the old ways because its what I know, not because it&amp;#8217;s what I want. I&amp;#8217;m scared to face new things, I don&amp;#8217;t know what&amp;#8217;s going to happen.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/37692188030</link><guid>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/37692188030</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Dec 2012 23:06:02 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>True love never fades. You just have to learn to deal with what's going on around you and handle your feelings. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;Today was a good day. We established that with or without the title, we&amp;#8217;re in a relationship. We can&amp;#8217;t handle being together with a title now. And I understand that. We&amp;#8217;re both to busy and caught up in college, school, and sports. But at the end of the day, we both know, we love each other and if anyone or anything was to get in the middle of us, we&amp;#8217;d be hurting. You&amp;#8217;re my husband and I&amp;#8217;m your wife. Forever and always. True love never fades.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34954766696</link><guid>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34954766696</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Nov 2012 00:12:03 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcy3hiIrha1rwwfkeo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34954506784</link><guid>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34954506784</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Nov 2012 00:08:06 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>They call me mamma Taylor</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcub9yKfNF1rwwfkeo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;They call me mamma Taylor&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34807124388</link><guid>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34807124388</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2012 23:05:58 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Yes. I take pictures of myself in the dressing room when I think...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcub8dxIOm1rwwfkeo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes. I take pictures of myself in the dressing room when I think I look cute&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34807059489</link><guid>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34807059489</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2012 23:05:01 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcub77I47o1rwwfkeo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34807011806</link><guid>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34807011806</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2012 23:04:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Well I’m useless now. He doesn’t like me and he just...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcsh5iz4uC1rwwfkeo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well I’m useless now. He doesn’t like me and he just wants to have sex with me, and I don’t want to have sex with him anymore. So looks like I’m just that bitch he screwed and fucked over now.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34741041992</link><guid>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34741041992</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2012 23:17:42 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>What's wrong with me?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;So I finally start to open up to another guy, and everything is all hunky dory, and what happens? I get slapped in the face yet again. He led me on and felt the need not to tell me that he got back with his girlfriend, and he failed to mention that he doesn&amp;#8217;t think we&amp;#8217;d work out until I said sorry for being a bitch this week. That&amp;#8217;s what I get fm for being so vulnerable. Most guys that walk into my life give me the same speech and leave the same way. The other part of guys that walk into my life, I walk away from them because I&amp;#8217;m scared of being crushed like I was the time before. It&amp;#8217;s just a lose-lose situation, I never win and nothing ever goes my way. Even when it does go my way, it ends bad. So literally I&amp;#8217;m always hurting, and me always hurting is just another story in itself.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34740250839</link><guid>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34740250839</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2012 23:02:03 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Whatever </title><description>&lt;p&gt;Yeah. So much for being my best friend, right? Thanks for picking my side&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34739968602</link><guid>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34739968602</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2012 22:56:40 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I can't be brought down anymore... It's not fair to me </title><description>&lt;p&gt;You say get out of my life I don&amp;#8217;t want you there. You follow up with &amp;#8220;I hate you.&amp;#8221; So I leave and I stop talking to you, I mind my own business, and I give up. But then a day or two later you&amp;#8217;re back trying to talk to me. Well now I&amp;#8217;m done. I&amp;#8217;ve been playing this game for seven months and I&amp;#8217;m done losing all the time. You call me fat, ugly, a whore, a slut, you call me dumb and stupid, and a bitch. I barely go to the level of calling you anything, and if I do I only call you an asshole. Then i go to the extremes of begging for your forgiveness when I didn&amp;#8217;t even do anything wrong, the only thing I did was stand up for myself. I&amp;#8217;m done. I can&amp;#8217;t handle someone always bringing me down just because they can.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34727947269</link><guid>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34727947269</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2012 19:22:59 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Pathetic-ness </title><description>&lt;p&gt;You know what&amp;#8217;s really annoying. When your best friend chooses a guy over you. When you have to act like its okay, and like it doesn&amp;#8217;t bother you and basically like its not even happening. Then slowly you drift apart. Yet I&amp;#8217;m the one whose there when you&amp;#8217;re balling your eyes out over something your boyfriend did to you, or just because you are so stressed out the only thing you can do is cry. I&amp;#8217;m the person you can yell at and vent to with no problem at all, and I take all the bullshit that we&amp;#8217;ve dealt with over the years. And you&amp;#8217;ve been there for me when I was in the same situation when I had a boyfriend. But in the long run, I always seem to be the better, more dependent friend. You start to care more about other people and what other people think and then you get so rapped up in your boyfriend, you don&amp;#8217;t even know or care what&amp;#8217;s going on around you. HELLO. You are pushing your best friends away and replacing us with a guy who probably won&amp;#8217;t be there forever. You need a reality check sweetheart.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34571514543</link><guid>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34571514543</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2012 12:41:29 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>molassesfantasy:

“sit down. breathe. now repeat after me. forgive, move on, forget. forgive, move...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://molassesfantasy.tumblr.com/post/34547926742/sit-down-breathe-now-repeat-after-me-forgive" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;molassesfantasy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;“sit down. breathe. now repeat after me. &lt;i&gt;forgive, move on, forget. forgive, move on, forget.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34549587999</link><guid>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34549587999</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2012 01:49:30 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>lexxilynn21:

Broken.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcn2e016lZ1rbn4rqo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lexxilynn21.tumblr.com/post/34547891980/broken" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;lexxilynn21&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Broken.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34549581927</link><guid>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34549581927</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2012 01:49:21 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"and if you really need him, fate won’t let you lose him. fate will bring him back. it may not be..."</title><description>“and if you really need him, fate won’t let you lose him. fate will bring him back. it may not be soon, but he will come back.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://brizzzy.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;brizzzy&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34549581520</link><guid>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34549581520</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2012 01:49:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Audio</title><description>&lt;iframe class="spotify_audio_player" src="https://embed.spotify.com/?uri=spotify%3Atrack%3A2gSyc23Hua25fqSFpgAh6W&amp;view=coverart" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" width="500" height="580"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34549581165</link><guid>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34549581165</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2012 01:49:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>aclutteredattic:

i don’t think i believe in that fairytale love anymore, that happily ever after....</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://aclutteredattic.tumblr.com/post/34547911272/i-dont-think-i-believe-in-that-fairytale-love" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;aclutteredattic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;i don’t think i believe in that fairytale love anymore, that happily ever after. life is messy and so is love. it waxes and wains, it can ripen and it can rot away. and sometimes it just never even shows up to the shitty party that is your life. true love is being satisfied with what you settle for. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34549580716</link><guid>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34549580716</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2012 01:49:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>molassesfantasy:

“sit down. breathe. now repeat after me. forgive, move on, forget. forgive, move...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://molassesfantasy.tumblr.com/post/34547926742/sit-down-breathe-now-repeat-after-me-forgive" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;molassesfantasy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;“sit down. breathe. now repeat after me. &lt;i&gt;forgive, move on, forget. forgive, move on, forget.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34549579816</link><guid>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34549579816</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2012 01:49:18 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken...."</title><description>“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;C.S. Lewis (via &lt;a href="http://maybeihavenoheart.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;maybeihavenoheart&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34549580148</link><guid>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34549580148</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2012 01:49:18 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>What happens in the past never really goes away.</title><link>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34547953954</link><guid>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34547953954</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2012 01:12:07 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcn1yytOjF1rwwfkeo1_250.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34547455894</link><guid>http://taylorrrnicolee.tumblr.com/post/34547455894</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2012 01:01:46 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
