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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>Wendy//19//OC</description><title>WENDDEEE</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @wenddeee)</generator><link>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/6cb0e5cd0710831fecf8523f78287543/tumblr_mn1aljetOd1qa9e81o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/50796244691</link><guid>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/50796244691</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 00:10:31 -0700</pubDate><category>san francisco</category><category>bay bridge</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/f012b19b7162efe42c5ac00cca5d884f/tumblr_mn1ainNiSF1qa9e81o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/50796176793</link><guid>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/50796176793</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 00:08:47 -0700</pubDate><category>golden gate bridge</category><category>san francisco</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/e6da82f47c4bb09ae7898cedab476839/tumblr_mn1ae9lH5N1qa9e81o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/50796070753</link><guid>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/50796070753</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 00:06:09 -0700</pubDate><category>cable car</category><category>bag</category></item><item><title>Palace of Fine Arts</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/4ef4e8a72884398e1848af9e153f779d/tumblr_mn1a5rwAQ41qa9e81o6_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Palace of Fine Arts&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/50795875223</link><guid>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/50795875223</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 00:01:00 -0700</pubDate><category>palace of fine arts</category><category>san francisco</category></item><item><title>Happy Birthday </title><description>&lt;p&gt;to me. Happy Birthday to me. Happy Birthday dear myself. Happy Birthday to meeeee.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m 20 years old. &lt;br/&gt;
No longer a &amp;#8220;teen&amp;#8221; I guess.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/49691493138</link><guid>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/49691493138</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 May 2013 08:34:52 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Oh, this morning I got a god damn ticket. My dad totally started...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/70e02bd113fa525955481bd8ea6138d3/tumblr_mlc3kyyDdA1qa9e81o1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, this morning I got a god damn ticket. My dad totally started off terrible ended on a better note.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/48105600841</link><guid>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/48105600841</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Apr 2013 23:14:57 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Took a little cat nap.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/a960b7308075c4f81f4871ea8ef6e1f1/tumblr_mlc3kfe4Fc1qa9e81o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Took a little cat nap.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/48105588590</link><guid>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/48105588590</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Apr 2013 23:04:25 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Spent my Monday afternoon/evening with my boo, his mom/family....</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/a2d15e274a41472f0e952252782dd956/tumblr_mlc3if3S4M1qa9e81o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spent my Monday afternoon/evening with my boo, his mom/family. It was a good day.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/48105537684</link><guid>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/48105537684</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Apr 2013 23:02:52 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Laying in bed after a day full of laughs and tears. Tired, pensive, and relieved.  Blinking over and...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Laying in bed after a day full of laughs and tears. Tired, pensive, and relieved.  Blinking over and over again, something I do everyday, several times a day. Thinking how 3 years ago I did the same thing, at the same time, blinking and trying to get so tired I forget what my last thought of the day was. Good night.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/48028136895</link><guid>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/48028136895</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Apr 2013 00:27:03 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Green/black hair</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/7cd68052205403f2ae5a47fa02847224/tumblr_mkx16fr7uP1qa9e81o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Green/black hair&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/47426810467</link><guid>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/47426810467</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Apr 2013 19:48:43 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/f929146de1fb3445d02785ba1554313e/tumblr_mkrrja0r9c1qa9e81o1_r2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/47176017114</link><guid>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/47176017114</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Apr 2013 23:33:00 -0700</pubDate><category>sleep</category><category>peaceout</category><category>not enough</category></item><item><title>THIS YEAR</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I want to accomplish lots of things, with the help of MYSELF.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/46775407336</link><guid>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/46775407336</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Mar 2013 23:10:10 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>GoodmorningTumblr!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I haven&amp;#8217;t even logged onto Tumblr in a really long time. I miss being bored and running to it, I miss being creative, I miss seeing other people be creative.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/46675473244</link><guid>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/46675473244</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Mar 2013 08:27:59 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Joey</title><description>&lt;p&gt;has rubbed his crazy cleaning bug on me. I cleaned the dinner table, living room, laundry room, and my own room. PEOPLE, I don’t clean. Hahaha, it feels so good though! Like stepping back and seeing the progress you made feels amazing. Okay, maybe I didn’t clean my room but everything is organized and ready to be put in its place. I need to buy hooks for my keys because I always lose them and I think I wouldn’t if I could leave them in the front entrance. I’ve always secretly like to see things organized but I’m just too lazy to do anything about the mess that consumes my house. I have noticed that when the house is clean everyone is so relaxed and in such a good mood and I love that. Lately my saying has been “Relax. Breathe.” For whatever reason it help sometimes, other time it just fires my mom up even more, haha, I don’t really care because I know she’s just tired so I tend to ignore most of her crazy outbursts. Anyways, I’m glad Joey has given me the desire to clean, although cleaning with him seems so much fun, my washing machine doesn’t kiss me every so often: (&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;1:30 am&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/43793220014</link><guid>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/43793220014</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2013 01:39:48 -0800</pubDate><category>cleaning</category><category>i</category><category>love</category><category>it</category></item><item><title>Just listening to the new Growlers album </title><description>&lt;p&gt;Because I haven&amp;#8217;t even had time to open my laptop, listening to all these song reminds of the shows of gone to go see them.&lt;span class="links"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="links"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/42199066377</link><guid>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/42199066377</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Feb 2013 09:36:00 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Tumblr has changed so much!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;What is all this fancy shit?!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/42198873323</link><guid>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/42198873323</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Feb 2013 09:33:56 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>I wish</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I could meet someone with all the same interests as myself.&lt;!-- more --&gt; It&amp;#8217;s like I&amp;#8217;m in need of myself, I mean don&amp;#8217;t get me wrong I love my boyfriend but it&amp;#8217;s just that sometimes he&amp;#8217;s in his world and I&amp;#8217;m in mine. I feel bad dragging him to things like window shopping or which I&amp;#8217;m sure he thinks are boring drives because I like to listen to my music while he wishes we were listening to something totally different. I jokingly told him the other day how I should get a girlfriend but I was kidding, obviously. I do need a GIRL friend. Everyone I know is I guess somewhat like me but I think they are either not like me at all or perhaps not interested in me. I have never really had a BEST friend, always a group of friends but as of right now I have no friends, just people I know&lt;span&gt;. I feel like a new kid in a new school trying to fit in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;only this time I d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;on&amp;#8217;t want to have to change things about myself to fit in with the crowd. Whatever, I sure in no time a lame anon will post something about how pathetic I sound, the comma splices, the sentence fragments, which I think is on it self pathetic because I mean it&amp;#8217;s the god damn internet, people post NUDES and they either get praised or criticized. FUCK YOU. Mind your own fucking damn business. ANYWAYS, yeah. I mean I don&amp;#8217;t drink, I don&amp;#8217;t smoke, I don&amp;#8217;t party. I just want to be a damn girl that likes to read, eat, shop, laugh, and work hard. (Not work too hard tho) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Oh my god the ambulance, fire truck, and police are in front of my house. o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;SOOOOOOOO does anyone one want to be my friends? haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/41091473228</link><guid>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/41091473228</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jan 2013 00:31:00 -0800</pubDate><category>need a best friend</category><category>lame i know</category></item><item><title>I have</title><description>&lt;p&gt;like 10 rolls of film in my car because I don&amp;#8217;t have money to develop them. I don&amp;#8217;t even remember what I shot. I&amp;#8217;m excited, I think of them like a time capsule. I LOVE having really old film developed and seeing pictures of my parents and me when I was little because even though I don&amp;#8217;t remember it, I can relive chunks of it when I look through all the pictures. *sigh* &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/41090674194</link><guid>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/41090674194</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jan 2013 00:10:00 -0800</pubDate><category>film</category><category>love</category></item><item><title>I need</title><description>&lt;p&gt;a printer in my life.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/40345332989</link><guid>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/40345332989</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2013 08:58:58 -0800</pubDate><category>need</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/ada6ff7e6befed61b1311220d2209ade/tumblr_mfmowh7A0h1qj8vh8o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/38855480950</link><guid>http://wenddeee.tumblr.com/post/38855480950</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Dec 2012 00:04:18 -0800</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
