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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>  broken souls</description><title>You Were My New Dream</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @anotheregret)</generator><link>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdpb216EYH1qe52v7o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50857518662</link><guid>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50857518662</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 18:30:06 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"It seemed like you could know me. Like you could understand anything I told you. And the more we..."</title><description>“It seemed like you could know me. Like you could understand anything I told you. And the more we spoke, I knew why. The same things excited us. The same things concerned us.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Jay Asher, Thirteen Reasons Why (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://souls-entwined.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;souls-entwined&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50857491606</link><guid>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50857491606</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 18:29:44 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>ed-ingle:

sigh on Flickr.
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/a8f570bb3d528ed57eb4e73a5dc37176/tumblr_mmm2u9ay8F1r228tpo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ed-ingle.tumblr.com/post/50132241285/sigh-on-flickr" target="_blank"&gt;ed-ingle&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ed-ingle/8726665893/" title="sigh" target="_blank"&gt;sigh&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50857162661</link><guid>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50857162661</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 18:25:24 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I feel far away from her. It’s hard to make her understand."</title><description>“I feel far away from her. It’s hard to make her understand.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;F. Scott Fitzgerald, &lt;em&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://theunquotables.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;theunquotables&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50853353666</link><guid>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50853353666</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 17:37:24 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/c7e9c01f5986a942cdd6c031ad092cdb/tumblr_mkk9yfMjwO1rcvvn3o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50853297657</link><guid>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50853297657</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 17:36:41 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Angry, and half in love with you, and tremendously sorry, I turned away."</title><description>““Angry, and half in love with you, and tremendously sorry, I turned away.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;F. Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/span&gt;   (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://bmcay.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;bmcay&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50853243244</link><guid>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50853243244</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 17:36:01 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>sylviaplth:

the fact that kids feel physically ill and have mental breakdowns at the very idea of...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sylviaplth.tumblr.com/post/49745057848/the-fact-that-kids-feel-physically-ill-and-have" target="_blank"&gt;sylviaplth&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the fact that kids feel physically ill and have mental breakdowns at the very idea of going to school should be a clue to some people that maybe something isnt fucking right&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50853199416</link><guid>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50853199416</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 17:35:30 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>
The sad moment when you realize how alone you actually are. No one ever messages you first or texts...</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;The sad moment when you realize how alone you actually are. No one ever messages you first or texts you first or anything. So it gets to the point where you don’t want to put in the effort with people who don’t put in any effort for you, so you end up spending your life at home, never going anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50853185860</link><guid>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50853185860</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 17:35:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I just thought it was so romantic—the idea that you don’t need to be loved in return in order to..."</title><description>“I just thought it was so romantic—the idea that you don’t need to be loved in return in order to love something or someone. Love can come from you. It doesn’t have to be reciprocal. People love their cars. People love all kinds of things, and they really love them. And we don’t really value that kind of love because it’s not a real, reciprocal kind of love, but it’s real love to them…”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Ryan Gosling (via &lt;a href="http://imfantasyparade.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;imfantasyparade&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50852787215</link><guid>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50852787215</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 17:30:29 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>corsicans:

Green August #7 (par rocketrictic)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/3265aeb3f7efaa349cfc990ab537d49b/tumblr_mk6kvmzEU91qlict8o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://corsicans.tumblr.com/post/50830934465/green-august-7-par-rocketrictic" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;corsicans&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Green August #7 (par &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rocketrictic/7734177358/in/photostream/" target="_blank"&gt;rocketrictic&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50843078735</link><guid>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50843078735</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 15:32:14 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/1786c3d8ef4280adf7ac49f1be22abfb/tumblr_mkhq8mzRnH1r3x8tjo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50843002881</link><guid>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50843002881</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 15:31:17 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/51fb6e1e7ad2f2f2294a9e127d0f15fe/tumblr_mi1k43B6c01s41h3jo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50798258311</link><guid>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50798258311</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 04:03:58 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Last night I dreamt,
That somebody loved me.
No hurt no harm
Just another false alarm."</title><description>“Last night I dreamt,&lt;br/&gt;
That somebody loved me.&lt;br/&gt;
No hurt no harm&lt;br/&gt;
Just another false alarm.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;The Smiths (via &lt;a href="http://miss-jolielaide.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;miss-jolielaide&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50798252190</link><guid>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50798252190</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 04:03:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>es-ee:

Anonymous Secret #23
TW
(send me your secrets)
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/f046f2e877ea830aa775bd8ee43983b9/tumblr_mmt8sxOCUb1rk1u5jo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://es-ee.tumblr.com/post/50451293024" target="_blank"&gt;es-ee&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anonymous Secret #23&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;TW&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(send me your secrets)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50792244159</link><guid>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50792244159</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 01:44:49 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything."</title><description>“I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;F. Scott Fitzgerald about Zelda Fitzgerald in a letter to a friend dated Febuary 1920 (via &lt;a href="http://larmoyante.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;larmoyante&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50792242241</link><guid>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50792242241</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 01:44:47 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/463fb4c814bb0f49076932fdffcbf09f/tumblr_mmy9au7waA1qgzdj1o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50792210265</link><guid>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50792210265</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 01:44:11 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"We are all kind of weird and twisted and drowning."</title><description>“We are all kind of weird and twisted and drowning.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Haruki Murakami (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://hellanne.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;hellanne&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50792197320</link><guid>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50792197320</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 01:43:56 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I’m scared I’m going to spend the rest of my life in a state of yearning, regardless of where I am."</title><description>“I’m scared I’m going to spend the rest of my life in a state of yearning, regardless of where I am.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Melina Marchetta, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Piper’s Son&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://qodless.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;qodless&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50792186591</link><guid>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50792186591</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 01:43:44 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"We forget we’re 
mostly water
till the rain falls
and every atom
in our body
starts to go home"</title><description>“We forget we’re &lt;br/&gt;
mostly water&lt;br/&gt;
till the rain falls&lt;br/&gt;
and every atom&lt;br/&gt;
in our body&lt;br/&gt;
starts to go home”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Albert Huffstickler&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cuspo.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;cuspo&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50792182681</link><guid>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50792182681</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 01:43:40 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Sometimes I wanted to peel away all of my skin and find a different me underneath."</title><description>“Sometimes I wanted to peel away all of my skin and find a different me underneath.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Francesca Lia Block&lt;/span&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://seabois.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;seabois&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50792169144</link><guid>http://anotheregret.tumblr.com/post/50792169144</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 01:43:24 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
