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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 sweet, but opinionated. I’m loud, but soft spoken. I’m alone, but stronger than ever.</description><title>melissakristine</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @melissakristine)</generator><link>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcw7fxc5lY1qzuqcjo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/2324597705</link><guid>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/2324597705</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2010 09:20:43 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Have you ever noticed that the people who are most unwilling to forgive, are the ones who, when they screw up, want to be forgiven immediately?</title><link>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/2324591913</link><guid>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/2324591913</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2010 09:19:46 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>You</title><description>&lt;p&gt;You get to me so fucking bad. And that, my friend&amp;#8230;is the pathetic part.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/2320790632</link><guid>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/2320790632</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Dec 2010 23:03:04 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I don't know</title><description>&lt;p&gt;how to feel about you or the situation I&amp;#8217;ve allowed myself to think is okay. This just isn&amp;#8217;t like me. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1625628318</link><guid>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1625628318</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Nov 2010 02:57:28 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Stress</title><description>&lt;p&gt;has been eating me alive. I can&amp;#8217;t wait for my vacation to Chicago for Thanksgiving and then the vacation to Orlando for Christmas. Both are going to be extremely nice, but both really affect school. Speaking of school..it totally sucks. Right now is such a horrible time for school. I&amp;#8217;m finally starting to settle down in my new place and get the hang of everything. If school started tomorrow, I know I&amp;#8217;d be a good student. But unfortunately it started two months ago, during my packing and moving process. I&amp;#8217;ve just completely fucked this semester over.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;And you, you&amp;#8217;re just mind fucking. And I want to punch you in your face. But instead I pretend as if you don&amp;#8217;t exist. Because it&amp;#8217;s easier that way.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1563082419</link><guid>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1563082419</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Nov 2010 12:19:34 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>My brand new start</title><description>&lt;p&gt;starts November 1st, the first day I will be in my one bedroom apartment. I think I found where I&amp;#8217;m going to live, too&amp;#8230;which feels nice, let me tell you. Chrissy helped me a lot, which was really helpful (especially since we&amp;#8217;ve done it before).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I also got a second job at Biggby Coffee at Novi and Grand River. I used to work at the one at Beck and Pontiac Trail, but it closed down. I&amp;#8217;m picking up a few mornings and one night shift over there, hoping to help out the bills a little bit in my free time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I&amp;#8217;m now a full time student, with two jobs. How kick ass am I?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8230;So when do I start going insane?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1181883512</link><guid>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1181883512</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Sep 2010 21:21:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"What we lost here is something better left alone. Second steps have been forgotten, will you tell me..."</title><description>““What we lost here is something better left alone. Second steps have been forgotten, will you tell me how they go? Set yourself, situate, like a fool try again. There’s no one around you can remember being good, good for you.””</description><link>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1171762264</link><guid>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1171762264</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Sep 2010 02:32:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides..."</title><description>““Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.””</description><link>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1115805439</link><guid>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1115805439</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Sep 2010 12:09:49 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I feel sick to my stomach</title><description>&lt;p&gt;and I feel so anxious. Congratulations.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1115787526</link><guid>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1115787526</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Sep 2010 12:04:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>How many sex partner have you had</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I’m sorry that’s a littleee too personal! :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1107556454</link><guid>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1107556454</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Sep 2010 02:00:27 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>The other day</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Matt told me this weather reminded him of when he was happy.  I laughed it off, not really knowing what he was talking about - then as the night progressed and it got more cold, I realized the same thing.  Suddenly the smell of the air, and the heat in my car made me shoot back to feelings I haven&amp;#8217;t felt in so long.  Why is it that the change of weather and seasons brings back so much?  Tracey and I had this same talk tonight, too.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My feather blanket at night doesn&amp;#8217;t feel as warm. &lt;strike&gt;i miss you.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1107194433</link><guid>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1107194433</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Sep 2010 00:52:57 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Eat 'em up, Tigers!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8ezj8hnu01qd0s0w.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I went to my first Tiger&amp;#8217;s game today. I love being in the city.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1085213107</link><guid>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1085213107</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Sep 2010 02:05:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I'm still trying</title><description>&lt;p&gt;to get a hang of this tumblr thing. I&amp;#8217;m still not 100% sure how this thing works, but I was obsessed with livejournal back in the day. I&amp;#8217;m excited to just have an area where I can write how my day was, or what I&amp;#8217;m thinking or feeling. It&amp;#8217;s good to have something like that to look back on. Exactly like a journal. Except I&amp;#8217;m too lazy to remember to write in a hand written one every night. So this is my other option.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Someone teach me how to use this.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1071084032</link><guid>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1071084032</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Sep 2010 15:30:07 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"All eyes on the calendar, another year I claim of total indifference. To here, the days pile up with..."</title><description>“All eyes on the calendar, another year I claim of total indifference. To here, the days pile up with decisions to be made, I’m sure all of them were wrong. Into this song I send myself, and with these drinks I plan to collapse and forget this wasted year, these wasted years. Devoted friends, they disappear. And I’m sorry about the phone call and needing you. Some decisions you don’t make. I guess it’s just like breathing or not wanting to, there are some things you can’t fake. I guess that it’s typical to cling to memories you’ll never get back again. And to sort through old photographs of a summer long ago, or a friend that you used to know. And there below his frozen face, you wrote the name and that ancient date, that ancient date. And you can’t believe that he’s really gone, when all that’s left is a fucking song. And I’m sorry about the phone call; and waking you. I know that it is late, but thank you for talking, because I needed to. Some things just can’t wait.”</description><link>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1068108964</link><guid>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1068108964</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Sep 2010 01:57:49 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Jay Z &amp; Eminem</title><description>&lt;p&gt;was one of the best concerts I have ever been to. Last night was beyond incredible. Four of us paid for decent tickets behind home plate, and the other two paid dirt cheap for section 300 &amp;amp; somethin, but somehow we all ended up on the field. THANK YOU, Louis. I can not describe to you the amount of fun I had last night.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;But now it&amp;#8217;s time to go smoke some and watch some Gossip Girl with Tiffanyyyy!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1059371772</link><guid>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1059371772</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Sep 2010 13:43:32 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Fall semester</title><description>&lt;p&gt;starts in two days, and I can&amp;#8217;t believe I only had a week off in between summer and fall.  I feel like my summer should have been a lot longer, and the worst part is I think I&amp;#8217;m going to do it all over again next summer (and even take spring classes, too).  We&amp;#8217;ll see how it all goes, I just want to catch up and get my degree so I can transfer to a university.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I&amp;#8217;ve met a lot of new and good people lately.  Tiffany has become one of my most favorite people to spend time with, and has also developed into one of my best friends.  She&amp;#8217;s super fun and laid back, a lot like I am.  And she also loves Trueblood and Gossip Girl, helloooo true love!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m at my mom&amp;#8217;s house this morning because I don&amp;#8217;t want to be in my own home.  There are too many people in my living room, and I honestly could not sleep.  I hate fighting with the ones I love, and I&amp;#8217;m trying to pretend everything will be okay.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yesterday I skyped with my step-mom, and she showed me her new apartment (after 17 years, my family is getting a divorce).  It was odd seeing the place, knowing eventually I&amp;#8217;ll probably come see it for myself.  I saw each individual room my brothers and sister were sleeping in, and my heart hurt for awhile.  It&amp;#8217;s easy to forget your parents are divorcing when they live out of state.  I just still can&amp;#8217;t believe this is happening.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This was kind of a vent post. Thank you.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1036701236</link><guid>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1036701236</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Aug 2010 08:59:49 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>It's just one of those days.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img align="top" src="http://a3.twimg.com/profile_background_images/141353261/1170209157858Ic6.jpg" width="300" height="300"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Summer is almost over.  It&amp;#8217;s starting to get cold at night, and I love every minute of it.  Fall reminds me of my birthday, and it&amp;#8217;s coming so soon! Although twenty is a boring age, it&amp;#8217;s just one year away from twenty one!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Fall semester starts in like, two days.  Honestly? I want to cry.  I only got a week off of school from summer semester until now.  I did well in my summer classes, though. (Thank God!)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m sick of work and school.  I need a really long vacation.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Someone take me somewhere.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1026954317</link><guid>http://melissakristine.tumblr.com/post/1026954317</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Aug 2010 16:48:00 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
