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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>I smoke weed, A LOT. I cuss, a lot. I’m a bitch, and I’m proud of it. I trip a lot, drink my problems away &amp; fuck myself over often. I am single, and at this point in time —- asexual.</description><title>CallMeMaryJaneee</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @callmemaryjaneee)</generator><link>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>I want nothing more than for you to break both your legs and get her pregnant, you cheating bastard. &lt;3</title><link>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/40546437402</link><guid>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/40546437402</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Jan 2013 17:09:28 -0500</pubDate><category>cheater fuckyou breakup</category></item><item><title>After you left, I feel like there's nothing left to like about me...</title><link>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/37892451431</link><guid>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/37892451431</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Dec 2012 00:46:44 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>What am I gonna do? How am I supposed to deal with all of this? It feels like my heads about to...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;What am I gonna do? How am I supposed to deal with all of this? It feels like my heads about to explode and my nerves are making me sick again. I just keep putting myself through it. It&amp;#8217;s like I keep touching fire, I know it&amp;#8217;s gonna hurt; but I still do it each and every time I get the chance to. Last night if you would have asked me, I was 100% down to do anything to help us. I would have taken you back the moment you told me you wanted me back. But like the roller-coaster our relationship is, today I want to just forget all of this. I want to act like you were never a huge part of my life, I want to feel the way I did before you came along. I wish I never met you, because all I&amp;#8217;m gonna do is just keep pushing until I&amp;#8217;m absolutely broken. I feel low. I never thought my pride would let me do this. Call you and text you repeatedly. Why don&amp;#8217;t you just have the balls to tell me you don&amp;#8217;t want me anymore? That there&amp;#8217;s no fucking way you&amp;#8217;d get back with me? That you just don&amp;#8217;t love me anymore? I would understand all of that. All of that would just be solid. I&amp;#8217;d know you didn&amp;#8217;t want/love me. But now with your &amp;#8220;I do want you catherine, I just know you deserve better&amp;#8221; shit, it&amp;#8217;s like I&amp;#8217;m continuously giving myself hope on moments where I know I should just throw the towel in. But you don&amp;#8217;t help any, either. One minute you&amp;#8217;re all &amp;#8216;catherine I love you with all of my heart and always will, blah blah&amp;#8217; &amp;amp; the next you won&amp;#8217;t text me back. One moment your giving me hugs &amp;amp; kisses saying &amp;#8216;thats an I love you kiss&amp;#8217; and the next you&amp;#8217;re going somewhere with that whore? I was wrong. There does come a point when you have to just get the fuck up and walk away, and that&amp;#8217;s what I&amp;#8217;m doing. I&amp;#8217;m walking the fuck away because not one fucking word I say matters to you. Not once will it cross your mind how many times you&amp;#8217;ve made me cry, or how many times you&amp;#8217;ve made me wish I could just stop existing. Not once will you ever know the pain of watching some one you love walk away to be with some one else, because not only would I never do that; but you don&amp;#8217;t love me anymore. You&amp;#8217;ll never know how many times I honestly got sick because I was so worked up. You&amp;#8217;ll never know how many times I set up all night thinking about you, or how many nights I went to bed and dreamed of you. You&amp;#8217;ll never know how many times I looked out my window hoping that the car in the street was you coming back. I know now that will never be you. You&amp;#8217;ll never come back because you&amp;#8217;ve already been gone for so long. Everyone says you&amp;#8217;ll regret this. But I don&amp;#8217;t see how that could ever possibly happen. Because in the month since I&amp;#8217;ve been alone all I&amp;#8217;ve thought about was you, and what I did wrong during this relationship. And you? You&amp;#8217;ve been going out with that girl and forgetting everytime you told me you&amp;#8217;d love me forever. Or every time you&amp;#8217;d look up at me real sweet and say &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m gonna marry you one day.&amp;#8221; That&amp;#8217;s the shit thats constantly playing in my head. Not the shit where you hurt me and were an ass, but the shit that made me happy and made me love you. WHY THE FUCK IS THIS SO FUCKING HARD?! I lose any way I look at it. I am alone. I am done. I&amp;#8217;m broken, good job bud. Hope it makes you and your whore friends feel good.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/37816923522</link><guid>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/37816923522</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Dec 2012 01:06:57 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>The nights always seem to be the hardest part of this. I guess that&amp;#8217;s why I always get baked...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;The nights always seem to be the hardest part of this. I guess that&amp;#8217;s why I always get baked before I go to bed. It&amp;#8217;s not like it makes me think less, in fact I think more. But the thoughts don&amp;#8217;t hurt me while I&amp;#8217;m high, all in all; you don&amp;#8217;t hurt me while I&amp;#8217;m high. It&amp;#8217;s not like I&amp;#8217;m happy, I&amp;#8217;m far from that. I&amp;#8217;m just numb. I&amp;#8217;ve hurt so much that I&amp;#8217;ve became numb to the pain, to a lot of things really. This has broken me down. I&amp;#8217;m at my lowest of lows, but for some reason? I&amp;#8217;m alright. It&amp;#8217;s not like it use to be. I don&amp;#8217;t find myself looking for places to be alone just so I can cry. I don&amp;#8217;t cry myself to sleep every night or look for things that I could have done that would have made the output any different. I go out, and I fake a smile. I fake like I&amp;#8217;m happy and that I&amp;#8217;ve forgotten all this. In some way I think it&amp;#8217;s helping me though. It&amp;#8217;s not like I want you any less, in fact, I want you more than I&amp;#8217;ve ever wanted anything. But now, I don&amp;#8217;t really care what you say, the words don&amp;#8217;t hurt. Your actions don&amp;#8217;t hurt. I know what will happen in the long run. People can think I&amp;#8217;m just the lowest of all and retarded for thinking this way, but I know that once you get done with all of this; you&amp;#8217;ll be mine again and we&amp;#8217;ll be fine. I know how you feel, because I&amp;#8217;ve felt the same way. Trapped. I use to wish all the time that I had met you later in life, because I felt like I missed out on everything that everyone else had. Yeah, going out and having sex with other people wouldn&amp;#8217;t have made me feel better, but without the chance to; I always found myself wondering what it would be like with someone else. I understand. When I was going through it, I put you down and was the same way. I treated you like the shit on the bottom of my shoe. Granted, I didn&amp;#8217;t take this long to see; but you waited for me. And right now? Being with someone else seems repulsive to me. So what do I have to do anyways? I know I&amp;#8217;m better than this. I know I deserve some one who will realize what he has when he has it. But I also know that people and everything in life really just take time. I know that I wasn&amp;#8217;t the perfect person to you, and this has opened my eyes. I don&amp;#8217;t believe all of that &amp;#8216;walk away&amp;#8217; bullshit. You&amp;#8217;re my one and only, through ups and downs. Shit doesn&amp;#8217;t just work, some times you have to put in a little bit more effort. And that&amp;#8217;s what I plan to do, because I know that I deserve so much better but that&amp;#8217;s not what I want. I want all of you, your flaws; everything. Fuck what I deserve. I&amp;#8217;ve never been that type of person who looks for what they deserve, I want what I &lt;strong&gt;WANT&lt;/strong&gt;. I know this sounds gay but right now I&amp;#8217;m gonna quote the vow &amp;#8220;I chose to stay with him for all the things that he did right and not leave him for one thing that he did wrong.&amp;#8221; and that&amp;#8217;s how i will reason my logic, you can&amp;#8217;t fight that. boom! thank you, movie!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/37774769605</link><guid>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/37774769605</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2012 01:38:29 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>mmmm ;)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mchezetGEB1r0j1wfo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;mmmm ;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/37768664014</link><guid>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/37768664014</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Dec 2012 23:39:04 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>quotesmodel:

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&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/35689672502</link><guid>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/35689672502</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Nov 2012 00:16:49 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>TRUEEEEEE.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdg1giixr91qd5y00o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;TRUEEEEEE.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/35670182996</link><guid>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/35670182996</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2012 19:39:44 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Fuck it I'm done with all of this. Go ahead you can be with her I don't care anymore. Why should I be the one to suffer? You're the one that left what we had together. I'm not going to sit her any longer and just watched her have you, it's not fair to me because I haven't done anything to deserve this. I'm going to delete you from my memories and actually move on. I'm going to find someone that will actually like me for me and that isn't going to end it just because he didn't like me for who I was. I'm not going to be something I'm not. All I have to say now is Fuck this, fuck that, fuck her, fuck you. You're not worth my heartache anymore and it's time for me to actually be happy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/35665709900</link><guid>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/35665709900</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2012 18:41:38 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mbmq5dIju01rquahqo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/34551473155</link><guid>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/34551473155</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2012 02:40:39 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>lizania:

90’s Cartoons
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&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/34551409383</link><guid>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/34551409383</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2012 02:38:47 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I think this shit legit goes thru dudes minds. Like I’ma...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9gagcFJBo1rupt26o1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think this shit legit goes thru dudes minds. Like I’ma fuck you ‘cause you passed the blunt to me, lmao — you’re lucky I passed it back. (;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/34055840337</link><guid>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/34055840337</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Oct 2012 17:34:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_makcj0G0Ni1rairjso1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/34055641365</link><guid>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/34055641365</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Oct 2012 17:31:29 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>TRUE!</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mc7sjeSR8X1qkdfpgo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRUE!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/34055500012</link><guid>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/34055500012</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Oct 2012 17:29:30 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>This actually happened. Aha.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mc6ngkEYFn1r8iqeto1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;This actually happened. Aha.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/33947909795</link><guid>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/33947909795</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Oct 2012 04:38:35 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lzldafR74N1r2jakho1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/33947878245</link><guid>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/33947878245</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Oct 2012 04:37:04 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9bzc5hV521qi8cylo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/33947843515</link><guid>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/33947843515</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Oct 2012 04:35:26 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mc2bw7xTQ81rhdrano1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/33947709101</link><guid>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/33947709101</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Oct 2012 04:29:13 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I loveeeee this. &lt;3</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mc5zrrOoEp1rizl28o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I loveeeee this. &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/33947691612</link><guid>http://callmemaryjaneee.tumblr.com/post/33947691612</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Oct 2012 04:28:24 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
