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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>The progress and story of a driven 23 year old female. This is the real deal. A catalog of my thoughts, likes, interests, and aspirations.</description><title>Lucy Frucy</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @frucielle)</generator><link>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>What does &amp;#8220;don&amp;#8217;t go all girl on me&amp;#8221; mean??

-I am a fucking girl. I’m not gonna...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;What does &amp;#8220;don&amp;#8217;t go all girl on me&amp;#8221; mean??&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;-I am a fucking girl. I’m not gonna act like one of your bros. Having feelings and showing emotion is not a bad thing… And neither is being a girl!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I can probably drink your friends under the table, I swear like a sailor, I like to watch sports, I’m not prissy, I don’t get all crazy, I will easily/gladly walk away if you aren’t what I want, and I can take a joke. But I am still a girl. I still wear make-up, extremely high heels, I’m not a Tomboy, I am a lover, a friend, and you will know when I am upset. Which isn’t often.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Since, when is this considered a bad thing? Being compared to a girl is not the worst insult someone can receive. If you want a guy, then you should probably just be gay. I enjoy hanging with those guys more anyways.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;There is NOTHING wrong with acting like a woman, female, or “going all girl.” Especially, if that means sticking up for yourself and knowing what you deserve.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/22801689388</link><guid>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/22801689388</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2012 18:13:30 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>It&amp;#8217;s amazing how you can care for someone so much and then get to a point where you realize...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s amazing how you can care for someone so much and then get to a point where you realize that they never truly cared about you, so you must just let it go. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;About three weeks ago, I can say that I left all of my feelings I had ever felt for &amp;#8220;M&amp;#8221; on his front porch, never to return.  These feelings of love, friendship, hurt, and utter disappointment all remain under an outdated awning on the south side. They will forever linger, but I have cut any prospective ties. I no longer need any form of attachment to him and I can finally say I never want to see him again. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Nobody should ever feel the way I felt. Nobody should ever be mislead the way I was, and nobody&amp;#8217;s generosity should never be taken advantage of. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s been a long, long friendship. I did love him at one point. But, I won&amp;#8217;t let that ruin me. No man should ever be punished for the way I was let down. If anything he should be praised, be loved like I was never hurt, be my best friend, and be oh so lucky to have me. Because honestly? I don&amp;#8217;t give in to just anyone.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/20827934684</link><guid>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/20827934684</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Apr 2012 00:48:58 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>March 19, 2012
This past weekend I sat on the porch which held all of my fears. I tried the last...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;March 19, 2012&lt;br/&gt;
This past weekend I sat on the porch which held all of my fears. I tried the last possible thing that I am willing to let myself do, to mend something that doesn’t exist anymore. Sadly, actions will forever speak louder than words. I would never walk away from him… But when he walked away from me Friday, I think I’m going to reevaluate that feeling. I saw with my own eyes everything I have ever needed to see, I met with the barrier that has torn us apart, and I left my dignity on his front porch. If I could give any one any advice: If you are unsure of something or you feel you need to let something go… You probably do. Show up unannounced and see what you should have saw a long, long, long time ago.&lt;br/&gt;
16 seconds ago&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/19627472941</link><guid>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/19627472941</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Mar 2012 11:02:38 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I stopped at my normal rest area. The cashier looked at my card and said &amp;#8220;Jessica?&amp;#8221; I...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I stopped at my normal rest area. The cashier looked at my card and said &amp;#8220;Jessica?&amp;#8221; I said &amp;#8220;Yes.&amp;#8221; as I smiled and continued to ask how she was doing today. She proceeded to ask me what my middle name was and I told her. This was just a friendly conversation between two strangers. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;She handed back my card and said &amp;#8220;My daughters name was Jessica. Her middle name was named after my Mother&amp;#8230; She killed herself last year. 20 years old. Can you believe that? I kick her butt for it every day.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Taken back but not stunned I responded with &amp;#8220;that is terrible and I am so sorry.&amp;#8221; She responds &amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s hard.&amp;#8221; disregarding the line behind me I gently said &amp;#8220;I know how that feels to lose someone that way. It&amp;#8217;s very hard. Stay strong and take care.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;&amp;#8230;. You too sweetie.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I thought about that woman for the rest of my drive home.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/19599913199</link><guid>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/19599913199</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Mar 2012 20:17:54 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>endofmarch:

Charles de Lint - Muse &amp; Reverie
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0qbae5A3V1r63tjzo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://endofmarch.tumblr.com/post/19124773760/charles-de-lint-muse-reverie"&gt;endofmarch&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Charles de Lint - Muse &amp; Reverie&lt;/p&gt;
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- &lt;em&gt;The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle by Haruki Murakami (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://outcamethesun.tumblr.com/"&gt;outcamethesun&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/18823486418</link><guid>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/18823486418</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Mar 2012 20:49:55 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m06wly5ZC11qd3478o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/18821637565</link><guid>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/18821637565</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Mar 2012 20:22:33 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die."</title><description>“The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Juliette Lewis  (via &lt;a href="http://voguevagabondvixen.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;voguevagabondvixen&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/18807594269</link><guid>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/18807594269</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Mar 2012 16:48:12 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lze79lF8YA1qdrwvpo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/18793674062</link><guid>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/18793674062</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Mar 2012 11:33:29 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0dp9kN4tZ1qmi5uao1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/18792729584</link><guid>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/18792729584</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Mar 2012 11:03:27 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am, still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of..."</title><description>“Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am, still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldn’t stand being a passing fancy. Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren’t having any of those.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Sylvia Plath  (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thatkindofwoman.tumblr.com/"&gt;thatkindofwoman&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/18791312120</link><guid>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/18791312120</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Mar 2012 10:10:13 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Today starts a year of healing."</title><description>“Today starts a year of healing.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Me&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/18790451113</link><guid>http://frucielle.tumblr.com/post/18790451113</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Mar 2012 09:32:31 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
