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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>this red is the same color as my bedroom walls!</description><title>beep beep!</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @surrealisticbounce)</generator><link>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>I absolutely hate the fact that I thought you were different from all those douche-bag assholes and...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I absolutely hate the fact that I thought you were different from all those douche-bag assholes and now looking back I notice all the things that shouldn&amp;#8217;t have been, if you were really different.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I want to be famous, I want to be idolized&amp;#8212;I want people to look at me and say how good of a job I&amp;#8217;m doing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I hope you see me on a video somewhere when I&amp;#8217;m famous and just think about it for a sec.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/12057187330</link><guid>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/12057187330</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Oct 2011 22:31:18 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>today.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;The perfect memory came back to me today. I don&amp;#8217;t know how. I sat on my bed and there was a certain smell that for some reason brought back a feeling from last summer. Would you believe me if I said that the best time I&amp;#8217;ve ever had in my life was with you guys playing mario kart? Why is it that when i remember this it feels so different than anything else I can remember&amp;#8230;those are just memories but this I can still feel. Its like I&amp;#8217;m there, and I can only wish that I could be there right now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Part of my mind still thinks that this can happen again, and I almost feel sorry for it because it doesn&amp;#8217;t realize I can never go back to this moment in time, I can&amp;#8217;t even try to re-create it. I hope I can atleast keep this unique feeling stored in my mind for a while longer.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/11982552139</link><guid>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/11982552139</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Oct 2011 01:45:35 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I can&amp;#8217;t explain why I strongly desire approval from my astronomy professor. But for now,...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I can&amp;#8217;t explain why I strongly desire approval from my astronomy professor. But for now, I&amp;#8217;m quite sure she doesn&amp;#8217;t even know how to match my face to the papers I&amp;#8217;ve been handing in. I know my work shows that I&amp;#8217;m doing a good job&amp;#8230;but that, to me, is useless because its just a name. Its mine but it could belong to any face in the room so why try to hide the fact that I&amp;#8217;m spaceing out when I already have the approval I need on paper.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/11982249091</link><guid>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/11982249091</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Oct 2011 01:31:22 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Video</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jhBFRNBxT_o?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/4796404162</link><guid>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/4796404162</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Apr 2011 23:24:23 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Its always kind of a dissapointment when you realize that you aren&amp;#8217;t actually as good as...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Its always kind of a dissapointment when you realize that you aren&amp;#8217;t actually as good as you thought you were at the one thing you thought you were good at.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/4573745875</link><guid>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/4573745875</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Apr 2011 01:23:51 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>today wasn't the best day, but tomorrow will be better. =]</title><link>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/4546583081</link><guid>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/4546583081</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Apr 2011 01:08:32 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>if i don&amp;#8217;t make the decision on what i&amp;#8217;m going to do next year after high school then i...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;if i don&amp;#8217;t make the decision on what i&amp;#8217;m going to do next year after high school then i guess i&amp;#8217;m not going to do anything at all. ehh, but i don&amp;#8217;t want to do that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i&amp;#8217;ll decide eventually. at the last minute. i&amp;#8217;m pretty good at last minute things.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/4517138027</link><guid>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/4517138027</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Apr 2011 02:05:21 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>for we do share quite so many inside jokes.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;its kinda funny that the whole time i was dating him i still liked you more. i remember when i finally got the courage to talk to you and soon after you started dating the girl of your dreams and i kept talking to you, until we became somewhat good of friends, and despite my desire for your perfect relationship to end, it didn&amp;#8217;t, and soon after i started dating a guy&amp;#8230;(not quite the guy of my dreams but hey&amp;#8230;) and we talked even more. you asked me to hang out and even though my heart jumped i knew that you were still in love with her and i had a boyfriend of my own and it was strictly a &amp;#8220;just friends&amp;#8221; kinda thing and i guess i have to face the fact that we&amp;#8217;ll never be more than that, which is fine i mean even though i&amp;#8217;m not dating him anymore, you&amp;#8217;re still in love with that girl and there&amp;#8217;s nothing i can do about that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;on the plus side, i dyed my hair a crazy bright orange (yay for being spontaneous and weird) and i&amp;#8217;m going to pierce a second hole on my ear by myself sometime in the near future.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/4517009437</link><guid>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/4517009437</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Apr 2011 01:56:06 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Mr. know-it-all super-planner money success man,</title><description>&lt;p&gt;i would rather live for today and spend little time seeking temporary happiness than working for years to achieve success and money, ultimately long time happiness. (still questionable) I don&amp;#8217;t care if you&amp;#8217;re 50 and you have all the money in the world because i know that somewhere you wish you would have had a little more fun in the years that you could, and thats why i&amp;#8217;m having fun while i can and you&amp;#8217;ve got to understand that its a point of view and this is my view, have your own but understand that we are different.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/4459885829</link><guid>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/4459885829</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Apr 2011 01:21:47 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>hippiemp3:

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&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Velvet Underground - I’ll Be Your Mirror&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3550603174</link><guid>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3550603174</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Feb 2011 16:10:59 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>fuck the snow</title><description>&lt;p&gt;fuck this cold weather.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3536308265</link><guid>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3536308265</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Feb 2011 22:08:39 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>stapeling the slerpling staplermeent</title><description>&lt;p&gt;don&amp;#8217;t let me forget this&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3536201777</link><guid>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3536201777</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Feb 2011 22:02:59 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lh7br3YuJR1qhrw0qo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3513686855</link><guid>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3513686855</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Feb 2011 20:49:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I never do anything productive on weekdays. this is why i like weekends. sometimes on the weekends i...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I never do anything productive on weekdays. this is why i like weekends. sometimes on the weekends i will rake my yard or clean my room, accomplish some sort of task at home or away, and i feel good because i&amp;#8217;m doing something. but weekdays&amp;#8230;i literally don&amp;#8217;t do anything, and if i do something, then it is something like, i beat my high score on snake. blah, i want spring. none of this snow&amp;#8230;not good. blah.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3477558786</link><guid>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3477558786</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Feb 2011 23:44:23 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>this summer's mission</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I am going to build a tree house in a secluded forest and i am going to live in it. guests are welcome.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3438973486</link><guid>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3438973486</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Feb 2011 23:47:40 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>vegan applesauce apple muffins and waffles made with bananas.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;one thing i enjoy about becoming vegan is that i&amp;#8217;ve been cooking a lot more than i ever have. I discovered that despite the fact that nothing i make turns out quite as good as when it is made by others, i thoroughly enjoy it.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3421748670</link><guid>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3421748670</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Feb 2011 05:03:42 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>days are made with waterfall colors, couldn't i make you stay? </title><description>&lt;p&gt;when i touched your hand a surge of electricity went through my fingertip, up through my arm, and into my chest. i used to dream about this moment and now that it is real, i look back on it only to remember it as if it were only a thought, or a dream.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i dream of smelling words and feeling sounds but this is even more surreal. never in real life even with any amount of drugs should i be able to feel something so great and so strong, especially not from just one touch, and i&amp;#8217;d like to be comfortable with the feeling no matter how unrealistic and imaginative it may be.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i get now why people want to spend every minute together. If you never leave, then i will never have to contemplate whether or not what i felt was only a thought i had before falling asleep and if you never leave then i will never have to lay awake craving the feeling i had earlier that day.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;it is 2 in the morning and all i can think about is how much i just want to lay down next to your warm body and drift off with you against my side. no amount of blankets can recreate the warmth i felt earlier today because my body cannot be fully warm unless i am beside you.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3421718472</link><guid>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3421718472</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Feb 2011 05:00:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>=]</title><description>&lt;p&gt;happiness!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3396635356</link><guid>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3396635356</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Feb 2011 00:01:11 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>me and sarayu summer of 2010</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_3396569643" src="http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3396569643/audio_player_iframe/surrealisticbounce/tumblr_lgwgfxn6is1qhrw0q?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fsurrealisticbounce%2F3396569643%2Ftumblr_lgwgfxn6is1qhrw0q" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="85"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;me and sarayu summer of 2010&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3396569643</link><guid>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3396569643</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Feb 2011 23:57:33 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>my stupidity makes me popular among small children.
I am perfectly ok with this.
I am also perfectly...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;my stupidity makes me popular among small children.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am perfectly ok with this.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am also perfectly ok with mixing chips, noodles, olives, cheese, and canned pineapple in a bowl with food coloring, microwaving it for thirty seconds, and eating it to make the kid laugh.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I also don&amp;#8217;t find it even slightly embarrassing that i need to ask a 5 year old for help with operating the TV.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now, come! let us stick lollipops to our foreheads and run like unicorns!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3396051408</link><guid>http://surrealisticbounce.tumblr.com/post/3396051408</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Feb 2011 23:28:56 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
