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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 blog is not for your enjoyment. It is for my rantings. If you don’t like it, get out. I don’t care. This is my angry blog and you all can suck it. Everybody needs some place to vent every now and again and this is mine. Deal with it.
I will NOT be taking asks or submissions. Ever. Because this is not a blog that cares what you thik.</description><title>the flaming cranberry</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @theflamingcranberry)</generator><link>http://theflamingcranberry.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>It&amp;#8217;s funny how much one person can change someone&amp;#8217;s life. I loved you. Not in a romantic...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s funny how much one person can change someone&amp;#8217;s life. I loved you. Not in a romantic sense at all, of course. We were best friends. But everything changed. You changed. It really hurts.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And it&amp;#8217;s like I failed you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Because maybe if I had paid more attention or said something sooner or spent more time with you&amp;#8230; Maybe you&amp;#8217;re hurting and maybe it&amp;#8217;s my fault. Maybe I should have fixed it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I wish we had talked in person instead. Maybe it was a tone of voice you thought I had. Maybe I was reading one into your words. But we couldn&amp;#8217;t. Even so, you&amp;#8217;re so different now. The person I knew wasn&amp;#8217;t like this, and she didn&amp;#8217;t handle things this way. She knew how to take care of everything when I didn&amp;#8217;t. But most of all she was someone I trusted.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And that hurts too because I can&amp;#8217;t trust you now. It probably doesn&amp;#8217;t seem like it to you, but you broke my trust. It&amp;#8217;s probably not for the reasons you think, either. It was actually the little things that happened over the course of those hours we argued. Because I&amp;#8217;d forgiven everything else. I know you don&amp;#8217;t think I did, but it&amp;#8217;s true. What I said I said out of worry, and I&amp;#8217;m sorry it didn&amp;#8217;t seem that way and I&amp;#8217;m sorry if it hurt you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I wish I could say I&amp;#8217;m certain of what I did, but I&amp;#8217;m always thinking about it. About how maybe I screwed everything up. I wish I could say it doesn&amp;#8217;t matter if you hate me, but it does. It still matters to me what you think. Because I still think maybe my friend will come back.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But everything is different now, and it&amp;#8217;s killing me. My whole life is falling apart and you&amp;#8217;ve been there for me through so much.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now that you&amp;#8217;re gone it&amp;#8217;s like I&amp;#8217;m tumbling through a hole in the safety net.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;ll be okay in the end. I still have some people I trust, though that list seems to be getting shorter.. I worry about you still.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I miss the person you were.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://theflamingcranberry.tumblr.com/post/33759165024</link><guid>http://theflamingcranberry.tumblr.com/post/33759165024</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Oct 2012 01:13:57 -0400</pubDate><category>I know you won't believe what I've said</category><category>and you probably hate me</category><category>but when I think of you</category><category>It's like a deep sadness has settled over me</category><category>and I can't shake it</category><category>I'm so sorry</category></item><item><title>I think maybe the only reason I have friends is because something in their lives has happened that...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I think maybe the only reason I have friends is because something in their lives has happened that is seriously fucked up. And I&amp;#8217;m good at listening. And apparently at making people feel okay with themselves.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That&amp;#8217;s great. Awesome. I&amp;#8217;m proud of you guys.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I just wish I didn&amp;#8217;t always feel so badly about myself.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://theflamingcranberry.tumblr.com/post/32187684213</link><guid>http://theflamingcranberry.tumblr.com/post/32187684213</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Sep 2012 03:30:35 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>You know what? Life really sucks. It just does. It just really does. And to be honest the only...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;You know what? Life really sucks. It just does. It just really does. And to be honest the only reason I have never self-harmed is because I view it as a sign of weakness.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I know I&amp;#8217;m weak, but I don&amp;#8217;t want anyone else to know that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And it sounds strange, because it&amp;#8217;s such a double standard. I don&amp;#8217;t view the people who have as weak.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But if I were to do it&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t know.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t want to make anyone I care about worry either. I mean. They&amp;#8217;ve had it rough enough without having to deal with my problems too. I don&amp;#8217;t want them to.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I wish I could take it away from them. It&amp;#8217;d be okay if I was the only one who had to hurt. but then, I might come to resent them&amp;#8230; I don&amp;#8217;t want that either. They&amp;#8217;re beautiful.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;They&amp;#8217;re the only good I&amp;#8217;ve got. Nothing I ever do is going to make me happy. I&amp;#8217;m too much of a fuck up. But they are so wonderful. So fantastic in absolutely every way. Even when they screw up, they work so hard and always pull through so well. They&amp;#8217;re incredible.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://theflamingcranberry.tumblr.com/post/32187569029</link><guid>http://theflamingcranberry.tumblr.com/post/32187569029</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Sep 2012 03:25:32 -0400</pubDate><category>i hate pretty much everything about who I am</category><category>except for the friends I've made</category></item><item><title>crogasmicc:

I’m pretty much the embodiment of everything I never wanted to be</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://crogasmicc.tumblr.com/post/28326185431/im-pretty-much-the-embodiment-of-everything-i" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;crogasmicc&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’m pretty much the embodiment of everything I never wanted to be&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://theflamingcranberry.tumblr.com/post/28326240691</link><guid>http://theflamingcranberry.tumblr.com/post/28326240691</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jul 2012 04:25:58 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I'm pissed at you, but mostly at myself</title><description>&lt;p&gt;because there is no reason to be pissed at you, I&amp;#8217;m just being a child.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But I&amp;#8217;m not going to confront the issue with you, because I know the real issue is with myself&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and bringing it up with you will just start some drama&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and I know that neither of us need that unnecessary shit&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;because no one on the planet needs it ever&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so I&amp;#8217;m just going to continue being pissed and childish&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;until I come to my senses and stop it.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://theflamingcranberry.tumblr.com/post/28326193352</link><guid>http://theflamingcranberry.tumblr.com/post/28326193352</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jul 2012 04:24:24 -0400</pubDate><category>and the best part is</category><category>you'll never even know.</category><category>and that also pisses me off</category><category>personal</category><category>fuck</category></item><item><title>Me: has a problem&#13;</title><description>Me: has a problem&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me: thinks about talking to someone about the problem&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me: looks at people available to talk to about said problem&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
said people: have their own problems/ probably will not care/ my problem will put too much stress on them&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me: nopes into the sun</description><link>http://theflamingcranberry.tumblr.com/post/28325942274</link><guid>http://theflamingcranberry.tumblr.com/post/28325942274</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jul 2012 04:16:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>THIS IS SO FUCKING ANNOYING.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;My kidneys are failing. I get it. Calm the fuck down, and stop treating me like I&amp;#8217;m an idiot.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I understand what that means. I understand the severity of it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It doesn&amp;#8217;t mean I have to become a depressed zombie, okay? Just because I&amp;#8217;m not moping around bemoaning my fate does not mean I don&amp;#8217;t understand what&amp;#8217;s going on.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You&amp;#8217;re supposed to be a Christian too, so why is it so hard for you to believe that I have faith that everything will be okay? It&amp;#8217;s how I get by, okay? It&amp;#8217;s the only way I can. If I just sit here and say, &amp;#8220;OH WOE IS ME! EVERYTHING IS TERRIBLE!&amp;#8221; then I&amp;#8217;ll never make it through this, okay?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yeah. It&amp;#8217;s fucking hard. Hard. Not impossible. And I can do this and I&amp;#8217;m going to be okay, so why can&amp;#8217;t you just back off? I made a comment. One stupid little comment.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Everyone is freaking out about this more than I am. They need to calm down.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Or maybe they just understand how serious this is. Which you don&amp;#8217;t seem to get.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;God.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Do you think I&amp;#8217;m stupid? It&amp;#8217;s not impossible for me to have faith in something, you know. Why can&amp;#8217;t you just have faith in me once in a while.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://theflamingcranberry.tumblr.com/post/19996741384</link><guid>http://theflamingcranberry.tumblr.com/post/19996741384</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2012 00:50:14 -0400</pubDate><category>shit that blows</category><category>personal</category><category>life and family troubles</category><category>Ugh.</category><category>How stupid do you think I am?</category></item><item><title>General today-ness.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;TODAY SUCKS BALLS. I started my period so I&amp;#8217;m all crabby anyway and I can&amp;#8217;t read squat because my eyes are screwing up and oh my goodness it is so frustrating. My vision keeps getting worse and honestly it&amp;#8217;s freaking me out good lord. I need to go to the doctor or something. Ugh. I. hate. everything.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today is one of those days theat I just want to punch everything in the face.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On the plus side I got a supersweet anon on my main blog. woo! At least I&amp;#8217;m loved, even if my day&amp;#8217;s been sucky.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://theflamingcranberry.tumblr.com/post/17911552339</link><guid>http://theflamingcranberry.tumblr.com/post/17911552339</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Feb 2012 18:35:48 -0500</pubDate><category>I promise I'm not normally cranky</category><category>although my one follower should know how I am.</category><category>lol I'm a derp</category><category>personal</category><category>rant</category><category>I KNOW SOME OF YOU TRACK THE PERSONAL TAG</category><category>idk why</category></item></channel></rss>
