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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>Live for yourself and no one else. Future Pediatrician. 17.  Lover of whales and bunnies. Veggie. And this above all: to thine own self be true.</description><title>Proof Of Living</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @strippedchaos)</generator><link>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Things To Look Forward To</title><description>&lt;p&gt;- a carefree summer with no worries&lt;br/&gt;
- dying my hair blonde and soaking up some UV rays&lt;br/&gt;
- getting into college&lt;br/&gt;
- being happy with you&lt;br/&gt;
- learning all about some good ass adventure&lt;br/&gt;
-the beach&lt;br/&gt;
-concerts and good summer music beats&lt;br/&gt;
-getting fit &lt;br/&gt;
- going to Oregon for Graduation&lt;br/&gt;
-making new friends&lt;br/&gt;
-living fucking life a little&lt;br/&gt;
-being myself, free spirit and on the go! &lt;br/&gt;
-loving you.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51047595914</link><guid>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51047595914</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 00:12:40 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mela1o0kQl1rs4d45o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51047245170</link><guid>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51047245170</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 00:07:14 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_md37ntv1ea1qzmz4co1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51047076376</link><guid>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51047076376</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 00:04:37 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/bd0051c13bdefc368a9b3be1a8a50691/tumblr_mmc7mtSu9W1rjl5aao1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51047062865</link><guid>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51047062865</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 00:04:24 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8ed5dAxAa1rq3l53o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51047005925</link><guid>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51047005925</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 00:03:33 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I crave space. It charges my batteries. It helps me breathe. Being around people can be so..."</title><description>“I crave space. It charges my batteries. It helps me breathe. Being around people can be so exhausting, because most of them love to take and barely know how to give. Except for a rare few.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Katie Kacvinsky (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://onlinecounsellingcollege.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;onlinecounsellingcollege&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51046997105</link><guid>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51046997105</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 00:03:25 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I have buried you in every place I’ve been. You keep ending up in my shaking hands."</title><description>“I have buried you in every place I’ve been. You keep ending up in my shaking hands.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Bon Iver (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://entflohen.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;entflohen&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51046946589</link><guid>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51046946589</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 00:02:38 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9ak2oxbQ71rbj4l7o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51046907028</link><guid>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51046907028</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 00:02:01 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/051e308705db356f1fc78a5d9060192b/tumblr_mn699gqbzJ1qzsx3zo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51046882962</link><guid>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51046882962</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 00:01:39 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/2d0f2a10c037ee1507379cf37c20c657/tumblr_mhgwwemfk91qf1mhro1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51046847621</link><guid>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51046847621</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 00:01:08 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/097e1969d32e3b6819faaf94689161ae/tumblr_mmrip7Ahnu1r46fnpo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51031873114</link><guid>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51031873114</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 20:52:13 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>You Are With Meaning </title><description>&lt;p&gt;I remember the first day you took me out on a date right after school. You had told me the night before on the phone that you had to impress me to keep a girl like me around. So, because of this, you set up a surprise the following day. I get into the car the next day, and you tell me we are headed downtown to a vegan restaurant for the vegan lady. We talk about anything and everything the whole way there, and as you talk all I can think about is the lightness in my heart with you by my side and the brightness that seems to come along with your presence. We enjoy our evening in the City Centre, walk around on the gorgeous day just soaking up the sun, and then you let me drive around the busy streets of Houston as a first time driver. When we get back in to town, I go and meet your mother, meet your brothers, and all your precious dogs and it makes me realize how much I enjoy the movement and enjoyment in a home, one similar to mine. &lt;br/&gt;
You decide to me to the park and take your golden retriever named Emily along with us. We walk down a trail filled with flowers, the wind is blowing and you can see a rain storm about to come. I can’t express just how joyful I was in these moments. &lt;br/&gt;
After we walked the trails, we stopped and rested by the creek and began to talk again. Emily was pacing around and tangling us up in the leash like silly dogs do and then at one point, she wrapped us up so much that we ended up nose to nose, only separated by one simple pair of perked lips. &lt;br/&gt;
Me, contemplating all of my past, shy off briefly until you grabbed me by my waist and neck and kissed me, soft then more viciously. It was so cute and exhilarating. I eventually began kissing you back more strongly and let myself shiver up and down my body with the taste of someone else on my lips and neck. The day wasn’t over though. After long minutes by the creek with Emily and the rainstorm, we headed back with the windows down and the sound of your voice buzzing about yourself. We came back to your house where I got to see the rest of your house and lay down on your bed for the first time and smell something new and refreshing. You turned on music and came to lay by my side, rubbing your hands up and down my stomach and cheeks. We kissed and then we kissed more. We tossed around in your sheets and kissed even more until an hour and a half went by and the sun had finally turned to moon. &lt;br/&gt;
Our first day together was the most euphoric day I have had in my entire life. You told me stories on stories about you as did I. You touched me with so much tender love and care and told me simple things no one else really has emphasized: my cheeks that raise and make my eyes dimple in are cute, my smile kisses make you want to smile too, my eyes are beautiful, my silly noises i make make you smile. All of these things not only have I never heard said that way, but they sound so sincere and alluring when they came out of your mouth. &lt;br/&gt;
My second date with you was so carefree and spontaneous. You texted me to dress pretty and that you were coming over. You arrived at my door step all handsome and smelling fresh. I could tell my mom and dad enjoyed to see your face around, helping me to smile in my eyes like I used to. After we briefly talked with my parents, we headed out to The Woodlands where you said you were taking me to have my first vegan pizza. Once we got there and had our very much vegan-fied delight, we decided to enjoy Market Square and the band that was playing in The Woodlands Pavilion. Around 9 o clock, we headed up the nearest parking garage to the pavilion and took the stairs to the top to enjoy the live music of Dave Matthews Band. The wind was rather gusty at the top so you wrapped your arms around me while you stood behind me enjoying me talk about whatever I seemed to be thinking about at the time. After our evening together, we drove home listening to more good music until we got to my driveway where we kissed and kissed and kissed, got out and went to my porch, and talked ‘til one in the morning about more interesting things. &lt;br/&gt;
We have had some many spontaneous and complex days together and I love that by far the most about you. You don’t have a care in the world. You listen to me, you care for me in all aspects and you’re so sweet and thoughtful. You truly are the ideal gentleman and I am so lucky that you’re mine to keep. Everyday is a different day with you and I know tomorrow will be an even more different day, learning more and more about who you are and why you are so damn cute. I can’t wait to lay in your arms and fall asleep like today all over again.  I hope you enjoy the little things just as much as the big things as much as i do. Thank you for being you.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51031165738</link><guid>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51031165738</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 20:43:21 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/a256fe6ac6f33ca04a2a27fd9dff0679/tumblr_mhb7016jjR1rfmupco1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51027133901</link><guid>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51027133901</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 19:51:26 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/4992a02d7be2ec814d114ab9bedc8f04/tumblr_mn4btnrthr1r46fnpo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51026032091</link><guid>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51026032091</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 19:37:09 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/d82347af220a2f10a8ee742f836d3e94/tumblr_mly0vx7ZdG1qan7xfo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51023082359</link><guid>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51023082359</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 18:59:02 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/f9e6818ea382912abf1f9b15116347b1/tumblr_mn0q07cNqF1r7kmn1o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51023035873</link><guid>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/51023035873</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 18:58:25 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>My Blood Runs Dry </title><description>&lt;p&gt;My hate for you is like none other. Just yesterday the worst news in all of my life was delivered through the lips of the person I used to kiss with love. I never knew the tough roots of this relationship could’ve been ripped out with a swift cut to the core. You don’t even understand just how useless I have felt this past year now. A whole year wasted on someone who had such cruel unconscious words brought to the surface. Deceived; misinformed. A fucking joke, that’s what I am. Tears shed for nothing. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You have succeeded on all levels of exiting me out of your life. I no longer need to think about you and never will I have the urge to see your god damn face. Hope has cut it’s strings attached to you and I can sincerely say goodbye forever to you. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;P.S I hope you’re having a shit day, everyday.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/50988388719</link><guid>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/50988388719</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 09:47:21 -0400</pubDate><category>hate</category><category>goodbye</category><category>asshole</category><category>shitrelationships</category><category>wastedyears</category><category>nohope</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/d5767f1455d006c8e54cd90304cbd16e/tumblr_mn2cqnQFZH1s9ds2yo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/50884705321</link><guid>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/50884705321</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 00:32:26 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvr0ibPUU71qd94umo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/50884635469</link><guid>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/50884635469</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 00:31:27 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Be with her because you actually want to be with her, because you actually see a potential future..."</title><description>“Be with her because you actually want to be with her, because you actually see a potential future with her, not because you are used to being with her, not because you’re scared of the thought that being without them will ruin you. The point of being in a relationship is to enjoy each other’s company, is to be there to support each other when they need it most. No one person, defines who you are. They only compliment you.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Marvin King&lt;/span&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://virginwonderland.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;virginwonderland&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/50787746397</link><guid>http://strippedchaos.tumblr.com/post/50787746397</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 00:31:01 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
