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fittasticlyhealthy:

Needed this so bad!

ditto!
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&lt;p&gt;Needed this so bad!&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;ditto!&lt;/p&gt;
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countrystrongcowgirllife

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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://countrystrongcowgirllife.tumblr.com/" title="countrystrongcowgirllife"&gt;countrystrongcowgirllife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/29072624207</link><guid>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/29072624207</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2012 16:36:12 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Olympics </title><description>&lt;p&gt;Okay so I have been watching the olympics, mostly the swimming but hey its only day 3.  And I keep hearing about Phelps, I feel terrible for this poor man.  He banged out 8 gold medals and afterwards he went into a downward spiral and I can kind of see why.  After hearing you are the best swimmer in the world, that no one else has ever gotten 8 medals at the olympics, etc. He kind of thought &amp;#8220;Hey, I am the best fuck you all I&amp;#8217;m gunna sit on this high horse/throne you have all built for me.&amp;#8221; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well now here we are 4 years later, he didn&amp;#8217;t train as hard those 8 years as he did between Sydney and Bejing. Athens he didn&amp;#8217;t really improve and I get it, he was 19. at the time and just coming into his own.  He was 15 in Sydney and had everything to prove. At 19, he tried it again in Athens and got 6 gold and 2 bronze, he was starting to make a name for himself.  But he still wasn&amp;#8217;t satisfied so he tried harder and at 23, when he was in Bejing, where he should have been at his peak he got his 8 gold medals.  Guess what, everyone in the world knows his name every person in the world knows the infamous picture of him yelling.  He then just went into a depression because as we all know after the olympics no one gives a shit about swimming or any of those athletes ever.  So now at 27 this man who has come back, basically from retirement and trained to get here, doesn&amp;#8217;t really want to be here.  I can see it in the pool, his strokes are not as clean, his speed isn&amp;#8217;t where it should be.  He walks out almost wit disgust on his face.  And honestly why would he want to be here.  He doesn&amp;#8217;t really care anymore.  Stop bringing the last olympics and how horrible he is doing here.  If he doesn&amp;#8217;t want to do this anymore let him find something else.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I love Phelps I think he was, in 2008 the best swimmer, but now it&amp;#8217;s 2012 and guess what.  He hasn&amp;#8217;t trained as hard as Lochte and honestly who gives a fuck if Lochte wants to do this again good for him.  I want to hear Phelps&amp;#8217; side of this story from him.  Why he didn&amp;#8217;t want to come back, why he stopped training and why he thought after Bejing he couldn&amp;#8217;t come do it again.  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/28341927169</link><guid>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/28341927169</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jul 2012 12:26:06 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>If you ever read this.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;My life is not perfect, my life is far from it.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But to whoever reads this will understand me more than some of my closest friends. I am going through what I like and why. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favourite colour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;pink - it makes me feel feminine and pretty&lt;br/&gt;purple - I love this colour for the face that it not only a girlie colour but most girls dont want to wear it so i feel unique.&lt;br/&gt;yellow - its bring its vibrant and it makes me happy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Favourite actress &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;reese witherspoon  - not only does she take on very strong roles but when im upset, legally blonde or sweet home alabama help me through because with legally blonde she thought she was chasing a boy but realized that what she was chasing was something more than just being a cali bimbo.. and in sweet home alabama it makes me feel like no matter what true love will come through.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favourite food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;italian - i love italian food because it tastes amazing. it has all the food groups in most of its dishes.. and i love caesar salad, pasta and pizza beyond anything else.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;favourite music&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;country - hands down I love how all the lyrics are so true and there is always a song about how im feeling, and not just t-swift.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;favourite artist&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;this one is kinda hard because i have a few &lt;br/&gt;lady A - their songs are up/down and very well written&lt;br/&gt;carrie underwood/miranda lambert/taylor swift - depending on the situation each of these artist have a song for happy, sad and angry, miranda more for angry than the other two.  &lt;br/&gt;the dixie chicks - again strong female group who even as every single radio in the country and music store in the US was pull their music off their air/shelves they made a new album saying fuck you.  not a lot of people could do that. &lt;br/&gt;and I have a soft spot for up and coming artist,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my role model&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;my mom - no matter how shitty her day is no matter what has happened to her, she always puts everyone before herself but so help you god if you double cross her she will  attack you fast than a wild animal mother protecting her young.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what makes me happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br/&gt;all i want is for how i treat people be how they treat me, i want to be able to give something have someone give it back to me.  I would love to have someone respect, trust and unconditional love me for who i am, accept me for not being perfect and be okay with that&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my perfect man&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;okay this is stupid but i love cheesy things, i love having a guy in a suit show up and hand roses just to make me smile, i would love it if a guy would ask me what i want to do, treat me like an equal, show me the same love and respect and trust i show him. I would love for just one guy to not be immature, when you screw up apologize and mean it.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my guilty pleasures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;i love poutine and shawarma if i could eat nothing but these two food for the rest of my life i would. I also love pinterest, stumbleupon and just exploring and learning about things, yes i not 5 but a imaginative mind is one that grows, and one that will never get dull, it makes me grow as a person.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;words i live by.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br/&gt;money cannot buy eternal happiness - yes money can buy you things that for the most part make you happy for a little while; junk food, new material possessions, some experiences with friends.  but if you want really happiness, think about what stands out in your life, and in mine its the talks with my mom, the time i spent sitting on a couch with friends or just hanging out and laughing my ass of over something completely retarded. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;no matter what anyone else thinks you have to judge yourself at the end of the day - any person on this earth can tell me what i should do, what i could do or what they would do in my situation but no one has lived exactly as i have so they cannot tell me what is the best for me only i can do that.  so i have to make every decision for me. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;if i die tomorrow i regret nothing, harley davis - harley was a friend who died tragically in a bike accident.  if at 24 years old he can look back and say that i should live every day of my life like that no matter what the consequences because if i die tomorrow what should i have done today to experience that.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;you miss 100% of the shots you dont take - no matter how many times you say your going to do something if you never actually do it, your just lying to yourself.  talk is cheap and you need to show people with actions. also from the cinderella story, never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;actions speak louder than words - no matter how many times people tell me they are going to do something, and they dont follow through with steps to fix it, i stop believing in it.. like the quote above. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;knowledge is not wisdom and wisdom is not knowledge - while in the shower i had an ah-ha moment.. you can know infinite things about anything but what about experience based knowledge(wisdom) these two are not the same and dont be stupid and try and tell me they are.. also you can learn wisdom from a book BUT you can learn knowledge from experience.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;misc.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i want about 5 tattoos all very specific and with meanings, &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;i will sacrifice everything i have to have happiness&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;i am not afraid to speak my mind, but depending on the person i may sugar coat it. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;i am terrified of wind, darkness, and no be able to accomplish what i want, all for good reasons.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;i am strong, stubborn, and sometimes a bitch &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;i hate parents/kids who cannot learn there are different stages of their relationship and when one part ends there is another wonder stage ahead better than the last&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;i am not perfect, i have a lot of baggage.  yes i have parents that are still together and a brother who i get along with NOW&lt;br/&gt;BUT BEFORE i was teased in elementary school to the point i wanted to move to windsor or a different school in london, or another school in the area.  i had found out what fake friends, abusive boyfriends and  how powerful a rumor mill is all before i was 16.  I learned that no relationship is perfect and you have to communicate with not only words but actions.  I have learned that as we grow we mature and trivial things dont matter and should not affect our relationships. I was completely convinced that no one in my life ever actually cared about me, but as i aged i learned they were challenging me to better myself. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;i have been used by friends, they arent my friends anymore.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;i have ex-boyfriends, im not bitter towards them they taught me things about me and what i want in my husband. (test drive the car before you buy it, find everything wrong first then pick out what you like)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;i cry for many reasons, i laugh for many reasons, i give a million looks and they all mean something different.  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;i love my family, including my two dogs and cat more that i think anyone would think is healthy and i am will to do w.e for them.  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;also for my family, because of my torment as a child you can call me every name in the book hurt me in anyway you could think and Ill take it but you cross my family i will make you wish you were never born and possibly your parents too. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;there is a large difference between want and need, need is something that you cannot live without, food, water, a safe place to be, clothes(not to my extent).  want is something that if you work hard you can reward yourself with. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;that is all for now.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br/&gt;xoxo&lt;br/&gt;~!*farmgirl*!~ &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/25700882909</link><guid>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/25700882909</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Jun 2012 01:45:30 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>The truth... </title><description>&lt;p&gt;All the sacrifices I&amp;#8217;ve made, All the choices I have made, All those times I did something.. All for someone else. And what is my result, feeling completely alone and miserable.. I dont even know who I am anymore and I hate this. I was so determined and focused on my goal, my plan, my life was completely on track.  And then things started falling apart, things started to unravel and I just saw piece by piece of things that I worked so hard to achieve being ripped from me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Friends, I have bent over backwards, gone to the moon and back, or just been your shoulder to cry on and offered you guidance.  It just seems to me that no matter how many times I help you, when I need something in return you aren&amp;#8217;t there.  I always am the one driving and not drinking, always being the responsible one making sure you have all your shit before we leave the house, club, car, or where ever.. I am always the one who seems to be the giver not the receiver.  Well I&amp;#8217;m done with that, I&amp;#8217;m not going to sit there and allow you to use me for that.  I am not going to have people who are all adults use me like I&amp;#8217;m some parent.  Get over yourselves and be mature adults.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Babe,  I love you more that anything in the world.  But a part of me wonders if you ever see everything I have done for you and what I still do for you, and how return that to me.  I try every day to make you happy, ensure that every day I am committed to you. I attempt to just try and be the best girlfriend I can to you and you have shown me, at times the same love and devotion I show for you, and then when we are doing something that the focus is on me I feel like I need to still put you first.  I feel like I am never allowed to have the attention focused on me or have my moment.  It&amp;#8217;s almost like your a child and I need to constantly entertain you, I hate that.  It shows me that you aren&amp;#8217;t as mature as  I though you were and that hurts me.  There is a time to be serious and a time to be silly and relaxed, I&amp;#8217;m not sure you understand the difference between the two.  I constantly worry that you are not where you say you are because I know you have lied to me in the past.  Now these lies have not been big lies but still lies none the less.  I do not lie to you, I never have, I may even tell you somethings I shouldn&amp;#8217;t, and knowing you lied hurts me.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am physically exhausted and am tired of all the bullshit, so if you want me in your life show me that we have an equal give-and-take relationship.  If not I do not want you in my life anymore.  Also, I would like to note if you read this and go wow, she finally figured it out, fuck no. I&amp;#8217;ve known since about 10th grade when I was older than some of my friends and their curfew got bumped up to my.  When I got my G2 and suddenly everyone was my best friend b/c I went out to lunch.  In first year at the U when I had a car and no one else did, funny how everyone wanted to be my friend and was always buying booze for me in exchange for me driving to the lcbo. Also when I was in college and knew more about what we were talking about than most of them or that I went to class and they used my notes.  I just thought well, clearly they are helpless and kinda stupid so I guess I&amp;#8217;ll help out the less fortunate. :-) &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And finally, to Livia, Courtney, and Shanna.  I know you are true friends because we have a good relationship and can go a few days or weeks without talking and come back to our relationship where everything is fine and we are not mad because the other one was working or busy.  Thank you for being my true fruends. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~!*E*!~&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/25142681475</link><guid>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/25142681475</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Jun 2012 01:01:03 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Its 2am.. All I have left... </title><description>&lt;p&gt;Im sitting here freezing, sweating, crying, angry, can&amp;#8217;t sleep.  I am hurt, its that kind of hurt you can hear in my voice see in my eyes, but only I can feel in my soul.  I lay awake not wanting to be alone but not wanting anyone to see these tears that I cry every night for you.  I am tired, emotionally exhausted with how you make me feel guilty for how you make everything my fault.  I know I screwed up once but I have paid for it tenfold.  I am sick of being this person you have made me out to be.  Someone who is so terrified that if she does anything wrong around you she will get hit, not by your hand but your voice, your eyes, and your heart.  I am terrified to eat because of how I feel I look.  I am terrified to speak, for fear that I make you mad.  I am terrified to leave for fear you will hunt me down and drag me back.  I am terrified because I don&amp;#8217;t know where else to go, you have torn me down to the point I don&amp;#8217;t have anything let.  I am so desperate for some honest love that I ran to him, I hate that I did because you never forgave me.  You never will forgive me, you love seeing me as hurt as I make you.  Some part of you gets some sort of satisfaction from how hurt I am on a daily basis.  My family and friends are starting to notice I am changing.  They say a real man doesn&amp;#8217;t hit a girl, you even told me you would never hit me and you never have.  But you forgot about how you have broken my heart day after day and how I don&amp;#8217;t think I am able to repair it anymore.  It is going to take a lot to make it okay again.  You need to mend the scars and break down the walls.  I have started blocking everyone else out because of you, I am terrified to feel this pain from another person.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;They say that people change our lives everyday, and every day that passes I am pulled further and further from the person I want to be.  I was strong, I was able to be independent, I was able to be on my own and be okay, I was able to be happy&amp;#8230;. Now all I do is cry, get through the day so I can be alone to cry, alone to let myself be how horrible of a person I have become, I can&amp;#8217;t keep this charade up for much longer until the bruises will show on the outside, and the scars on my heart will be permanent.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;All I have left is a broken heart, a shattered ego and a bruised soul at best.  I know that I want my life to be like every cheesey romantic movie that I have ever seen but that is what I want.  My relationship with you should be give and take and I have not received anything from you in a while.. or possibly ever.  Everything I do everyday is to ensure that you are happy, everything I do is to make sure you get the best possible life I can give you and I am left with nothing.  I have tried over and over to make you happy and it feels like you drag me though the mud and muck and just when I&amp;#8217;m hurt and down you like to jab me a few more times to ensure that I am obedient to you.  When you say I love you it sounds like a threat that I have to say it back.  I was obedient for so much of my life I just want to be free, be able to be myself, be able to just float instead of fighting not to drown.  &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I know you&amp;#8217;ll never read this. But maybe you will see how I truly feel, how you make me feel, how when I first met you I thought the world of how amazing you are, maybe that was just a cover for this.  But if I can&amp;#8217;t have him back I don&amp;#8217;t want you.  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/23218009450</link><guid>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/23218009450</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2012 02:47:32 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Well I don’t miss your kiss It left me cold as ice And I don’t like...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://"&gt;Well I don’t miss your kiss It left me cold as ice And I don’t like...&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well I don’t miss your kiss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt; It left me cold as ice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt; And I don’t like your jokes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt; I laughed to be polite&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt; But now it’s just a chore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt; And I’m over it and bored&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt; I don’t want you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt; No, I don’t want you anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt; Cause you said you loved me but that’s not true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt; You don’t love no one but you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;this feels like the last time when you said never again.. I am hurt, I am down I just want this to stop&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/23217552015</link><guid>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/23217552015</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2012 02:29:53 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Love this</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1evkvthUD1r8q99oo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love this&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/20533997859</link><guid>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/20533997859</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2012 13:21:03 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>urbanoutfitters:

Kaleidoscope Dress Collection / Photography by...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1v5kmFg8I1qzyjdbo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://urbanoutfitters.tumblr.com/post/20357681242/kaleidoscope-dress-collection-photography-by-tim" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;urbanoutfitters&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kaleidoscope Dress Collection / Photography by Tim Barber&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;

Dress</description><link>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/20393187694</link><guid>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/20393187694</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2012 00:11:26 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>pienspolish:

V for Vendetta


Sweet</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyoe11O2n31r69646o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://pienspolish.tumblr.com/post/16826495703/v-for-vendetta"&gt;pienspolish&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;V for Vendetta&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Sweet&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/18554029827</link><guid>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/18554029827</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Mar 2012 11:23:08 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I really want to try 3 so badly lmao </title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrnpl19ZfA1qcqgbco5_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrnpl19ZfA1qcqgbco1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrnpl19ZfA1qcqgbco2_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrnpl19ZfA1qcqgbco3_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrnpl19ZfA1qcqgbco4_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really want to try 3 so badly lmao &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/16835079938</link><guid>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/16835079938</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2012 16:34:55 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>nail art tagged by color</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuckyeahnailart.tumblr.com/post/16273949952" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;fuckyeahnailart&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuckyeahnailart.tumblr.com/tagged/pink"&gt;PINK&lt;/a&gt; NAILS | &lt;a href="http://fuckyeahnailart.tumblr.com/tagged/red"&gt;RED&lt;/a&gt; NAILS | &lt;a href="http://fuckyeahnailart.tumblr.com/tagged/orange"&gt;ORANGE&lt;/a&gt; NAILS | &lt;a href="http://fuckyeahnailart.tumblr.com/tagged/yellow"&gt;YELLOW&lt;/a&gt; NAILS | &lt;a href="http://fuckyeahnailart.tumblr.com/tagged/green"&gt;GREEN&lt;/a&gt; NAILS | &lt;a href="http://fuckyeahnailart.tumblr.com/tagged/turquoise"&gt;TURQUOISE&lt;/a&gt; NAILS | &lt;a href="http://fuckyeahnailart.tumblr.com/tagged/blue"&gt;BLUE&lt;/a&gt; NAILS | &lt;a href="http://fuckyeahnailart.tumblr.com/tagged/purple"&gt;PURPLE&lt;/a&gt; NAILS&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuckyeahnailart.tumblr.com/tagged/black"&gt;BLACK&lt;/a&gt; NAILS | &lt;a href="http://fuckyeahnailart.tumblr.com/tagged/white"&gt;WHITE&lt;/a&gt; NAILS | &lt;a href="http://fuckyeahnailart.tumblr.com/tagged/grey"&gt;GREY&lt;/a&gt; NAILS&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuckyeahnailart.tumblr.com/tagged/silver"&gt;SILVER&lt;/a&gt; NAILS | &lt;a href="http://fuckyeahnailart.tumblr.com/tagged/gold"&gt;GOLD&lt;/a&gt; NAILS&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuckyeahnailart.tumblr.com/tagged/pastel"&gt;PASTEL&lt;/a&gt; NAILS | &lt;a href="http://fuckyeahnailart.tumblr.com/tagged/bright"&gt;BRIGHT&lt;/a&gt; NAILS | &lt;a href="http://fuckyeahnailart.tumblr.com/tagged/neon"&gt;NEON&lt;/a&gt; NAILS | &lt;a href="http://fuckyeahnailart.tumblr.com/tagged/black+and+white"&gt;BLACK AND WHITE&lt;/a&gt; NAILS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/16307702706</link><guid>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/16307702706</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2012 15:50:23 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>This quote I have always loved, it’s cute to think you can...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxctw5J9MA1r9oncoo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;This quote I have always loved, it’s cute to think you can only have one love, which I know isn’t true. But, I would love to think there is only one true love.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;xoxo&lt;br/&gt;&lt;3&lt;br/&gt;~!*E*!~ &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/15376128688</link><guid>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/15376128688</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Jan 2012 21:07:17 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Why is technology advancing so much?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;So I just found out that tvs now come with WiFi. Seriously, why does the tv need WiFi. I thought this was stupid until I clued in.  Netflix, uses internet to stream videos. And Skype on a massive new tv would be freaking epic. Also looking at them with my boyfriend is hilarious, because every new thing the sales person told us was one more reason he would look at me and say, can I have one, please?:-) to which I reply, I don&amp;#8217;t have that much money and you shouldn&amp;#8217;t be spending that much lol.. 
XOXO
&amp;lt;3
~!&lt;em&gt;E&lt;/em&gt;!~&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/15331267320</link><guid>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/15331267320</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jan 2012 23:42:35 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>jeealee:

Star Wars Nails


Again should try this one for the...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lx5t367umP1qbjz7no1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jeealee.tumblr.com/post/15212255934/starwarsnails"&gt;jeealee&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Star Wars&lt;/strong&gt; Nails&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Again should try this one for the boyfriend&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/15237722928</link><guid>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/15237722928</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jan 2012 07:01:24 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I love snow storms, except... </title><description>&lt;p&gt;So I love going home to see my parents especially with my boyfriend.  I miss him less and hate sleeping by myself.  So when Mother Nature decides its a good idea on the only two days off of the week my boyfriend gets that she is going to PMS and ruin this trip sucks, sucks huge hairy balls.  I just hope that the snow squall will stop tonight and I can make the long drive with my boyfriend.  &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Also, I am not hating on winter or snow, or even snow storms.  I just hate when they screw up my plans.  Also, I want this to snow fall to be sufficient enough for either tubing and snowmobiling.  Plus I love playing in the snow, building forts and snowball fights.  &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;xoxo&lt;br/&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br/&gt;~!*E*!~ &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/15206040119</link><guid>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/15206040119</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jan 2012 17:52:17 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>My adorable puppies, Buddy and Willis.  Sorry this post is short...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lx5mw38Szj1r9oncoo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;My adorable puppies, Buddy and Willis.  Sorry this post is short and sweet. Happy new years XOXO&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/15165707852</link><guid>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/15165707852</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Jan 2012 23:52:51 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>New Years Eve</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Being 21 almost all of my friends are heading out to the bars tonight because its new years, but me I’m trading in my dress and ticket for PJs and a bowl of popcorn.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I do not want to go to the bar, and I have good reason for this.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want to actually talk to my friends and remember my night.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want to walk tomorrow, and not have a hangover.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I would love to not be creeped out by guys who are nowhere near as awesome as my boyfriend.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also, I see people that I really don’t want to.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The bar scene is just hopeless at this point.  I can tell you the on goings of any bar in any city on any night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;•&lt;span&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Drunk girl puking in the bathroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;, who has no hope of ever walking out the bar.  Part of you sees her and wants to help; another part of you realizes she&amp;#8217;s too big of a problem for your drunk ass.  Also she is most likely wearing a dress and no underwear, shes missing a shoe and her clutch is miss or the contents are all over the floor around her. PS. scary resemblance to Ke$ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;•&lt;span&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Annoying guy on the dancefloor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt; okay so everyone knows exactly who this is. He&amp;#8217;s the jerk who will not stop his attempt to dance with you until he is rubbing his extremely erect penis on you.  The desperate girls normally give in to him.  Also, he&amp;#8217;s between 35-40, not drinking, and drenched in cologne, and foreign.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;•&lt;span&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Crying girl who has mascara all over her face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt; really how did it get on your forehead.  She is most likely crying over her horrible boyfriend who just made out with her best friend or the fact that everyone else is in a relationship.  This girl is actually pretty if she wasn&amp;#8217;t doing the ugly cry and being all sad about something she actually can control and could fix if she wasn&amp;#8217;t looking like a hot mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;•&lt;span&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dude who can&amp;#8217;t walk and bumps into you over and over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt; this guy is normally 19 or just turned like a week ago or (and this one is my favourite) the guy who can&amp;#8217;t hold his liquor to save his life.  He&amp;#8217;s normally getting kicked out around midnight.  PS. He&amp;#8217;s normally wearing skinny jeans, sneakers, a plaid button down and either a touque or a ball cap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;•&lt;span&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;The couple that is either having sex on the dancefloor or in a booth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt; this couple you see every week, they are all over each other you don&amp;#8217;t know how they are even still standing.  The saying &amp;#8220;use your body as a jungle gym&amp;#8221; is taken to a whole new level.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;The couple that no one knows why they are together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt; Okay this couple has a pretty one and an ugly one.  They do not go together in anyway and no one can see the compatibility with them.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;The couple that is in a huge fight every weekend, then they make up at last call.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Mostly because they are completely jealous of each other.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They are probably the most annoying couple in the bar, god forbid the girl gets kicked out and the bouncer has to escort her out.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The boy will go crazy and most likely fight the bouncer.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;The girl who is being carried out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Not to be confused with the drunk girl in the bathroom.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This girl is normally in a booth, she’s normally got a posse with her and she is probably looks dead when she’s being carried out, partly because she’s passed out.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;If I left anyone out, it’s because they aren’t important.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also, this is why I prefer a pub over a bar any day.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Xoxo&lt;br/&gt; &amp;lt;3&lt;br/&gt; ~!*E*!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/15100920647</link><guid>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/15100920647</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Dec 2011 17:30:31 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I feel like the boyfriend would love this lol </title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwwlae4laG1r7tty0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel like the boyfriend would love this lol &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/15055937784</link><guid>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/15055937784</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Dec 2011 20:27:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Common Sense isn't Common.  </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am astounded by people who are not able to comprehend simple things in life that make it easier.  I swear I was raised by amish people and am secretly 85 years old.  I use sayings and cliches that are apparently out of date and no one has ever heard of them.  Also, a huge reason common sense isn&amp;#8217;t common any more is that most of todays youth and children are given everything they could possibly dream of on a silver platter gift wrapped and given with a gift receipt that even if they don&amp;#8217;t like it, they can always take it back for something bigger and better than whatever they had.  Well, my parents did spoil the crap out of me, I admit that.  But they also made me get a job and earn things.  And for that I am grateful that I am not a spoiled brat who wants get everything she wants.  I like working and earning things, it makes me appreciate what I have more.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Now, all that being said I have found certain people in my life and have kept them close to me because their ideals match mine and it&amp;#8217;s easy to talk to them about things like stupid people and how things in life are complete insane.  &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Theres more to this blog entry but my computer and Tumblr decided to delete my blog entry when I had like one sentence left.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;xoxo&lt;br/&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br/&gt;~!*E*!~ &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/15055302359</link><guid>http://farmgirl472.tumblr.com/post/15055302359</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Dec 2011 20:13:42 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
