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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>You are Here.</description><title>Pudding Pouch</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @puddingpouch)</generator><link>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>New Blog</title><description>&lt;p&gt;somecoffeeguy.tumblr.com&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/26957361447</link><guid>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/26957361447</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jul 2012 00:27:37 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Alright, then what are you willing to put up with?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Haha. I’m not sure yet. I’m willing to look past and put up with a ton of things if I feel the relationship can survive. Or if I want it bad enough. It”s tough to explain. New question.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/18001024394</link><guid>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/18001024394</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 02:14:55 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I will.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Good&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/18001001372</link><guid>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/18001001372</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 02:14:05 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Here's a question. What's the girl of your dreams? Like, what's she like?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Girl of my dreams? Uhm.. I’ll let you know when I meet her, y’anno?  Nobody you meet is gonna fit just right. It’s what you are willing to put up with to keep them around, yea? :]&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/18000943814</link><guid>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/18000943814</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 02:12:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Perhaps. Keep you're chin up, alright?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It’s always up. I don’t know what you are talking about. And seriously. Keep in touch. I love talking to strangers, yea?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/18000906699</link><guid>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/18000906699</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 02:10:46 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Maybe. Who knows. And don't worry. It won't take forever. Patience is key. Everything works out the way they are supposed to in the end. This is only the beginning.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Yeah well. Please keep in touch, yeah?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/17999994269</link><guid>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/17999994269</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 01:40:46 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I remember :) And you're very welcome. I hope you're doing well.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Im doing much better :] It’s greatly appreciated.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/17998675591</link><guid>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/17998675591</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 01:04:12 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Maybe one day, when the time is right.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Whaat. That could be forever. Do you know who I am. For real? Have I ever seen you in public?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/17998651027</link><guid>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/17998651027</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 01:03:35 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I love you with all my heart.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/17998400780</link><guid>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/17998400780</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 00:57:26 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>i want you to know, that even though you don't know me, i think about you all the time. Just thought you should know.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Well shucks. I wish I knew you then.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/17998396028</link><guid>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/17998396028</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 00:57:19 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>You'd think being lied to would go out of fashion already.</title><link>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/17321397122</link><guid>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/17321397122</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Feb 2012 11:23:21 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Past the point of giving any fucks about anything ever to ever be something.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;teehee. Shove it. Rhymes with no emotion. TIME TO SPIN FIRE POI.&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/17312037520</link><guid>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/17312037520</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Feb 2012 03:27:07 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Nah it's cool.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Here is the part where I admit I&amp;#8217;m laying on the floor crying. Gonna be a rough few days. Isnt it.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/16054461029</link><guid>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/16054461029</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2012 02:39:44 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>No one will read this shit anyway.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I just don&amp;#8217;t get it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m absolutely infuriated. I have so much pent up anger and rage. While I feel I should want nothing to do with them. They are my best friends. and I should just let it go. Like all the other stuff. 2 weeks I was gone. I called home a few times and kept wondering if anything major has changed. Nothing new ever happens they told me. It&amp;#8217;s when I get home a realize something has changed. For the absolute worse. I guess I&amp;#8217;m just using Tumblr to vent out. I just feel&amp;#8230; fucked over. Always am. They are lucky they mean so much to me. Otherwise I&amp;#8217;d just say fuck it. But damn am I hurt. damn near broken. I don&amp;#8217;t care how &amp;#8216;Emo&amp;#8217; this sounds. To me it&amp;#8217;s just nice to be able to say what I really thing. Honestly. I guess I don&amp;#8217;t believe you. The reasoning behind it didn&amp;#8217;t feel real. I guess the whole thing didn&amp;#8217;t really feel real. It does now. And fuck. It sucks. I can&amp;#8217;t seem to get all the rage out. The more I hit things the worse it gets. I feel betrayed. I feel lied to. I feel I could go on for days. I guess they&amp;#8217;ll never know how I really feel about the matter. I re read this and. Even if they did see it. They wouldn&amp;#8217;t understand the magnitude of anger I am feeling. And the worst part. Is I&amp;#8217;d probably still say Yes. I guess part of me hopes they read this. But. Fuck it. That&amp;#8217;s my new attitude. Fuck it. If something goes wrong? Don&amp;#8217;t give a shit. Just don&amp;#8217;t give a shit about anything. So. Yeah. l8r.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/16054277167</link><guid>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/16054277167</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2012 02:30:46 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>At first i was like.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF? &lt;/strong&gt;this isn&amp;#8217;t my tumblr.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then i realized, it was Mikhaels.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oops. :3&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I guess I&amp;#8217;ll get back on my own now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE YOU &amp;lt;3&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/12258387151</link><guid>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/12258387151</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Nov 2011 18:43:31 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu0onaV2pC1qbon95o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/12231600105</link><guid>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/12231600105</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Nov 2011 01:28:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>:D</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu0ptjSsKV1qhcq3mo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;:D&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/12231576407</link><guid>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/12231576407</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Nov 2011 01:27:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Im not on here anymore</title><description>&lt;p&gt;But&amp;#8230; Then I log in. and I see one message. Turns out. Just porn spam. God damn my life keeps getting. Shittier. and Shittier. And Shittier.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/8042986150</link><guid>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/8042986150</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Jul 2011 10:40:44 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Pretty sure you've always wanted to see me naked.. Well.. I'm feeling pretty adventurous today so go to datelink4[dot]com (switch [dot] with .) then sign up and find my profile under the username 'lolsummer69'. I hid my face in the pictures. but I want you to guess who I am and then hit me up on Facebook lol. Good luck.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;YEAH TOTALLY.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/8042967859</link><guid>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/8042967859</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Jul 2011 10:39:56 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I dunno what it is. I want to believe her. But. I can&amp;#8217;t. I just . Fucking . Can&amp;#8217;t. And...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I dunno what it is. I want to believe her. But. I can&amp;#8217;t. I just . Fucking . Can&amp;#8217;t. And it is killing me.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/8034742045</link><guid>http://puddingpouch.tumblr.com/post/8034742045</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Jul 2011 02:43:19 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
