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Fitness Club on We Heart It....</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/c712c1ea0bd01dba6027667c0d2f4ed4/tumblr_mgja4jXjoh1s33m1jo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://healthh-comess-firstt.tumblr.com/post/40370403861/fitness-club-on-we-heart-it"&gt;healthh-comess-firstt&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Fitness Club on We Heart It. &lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/38035295/via/yakchik"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/38035295/via/yakchik"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/38035295/via/yakchik&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://neardead.tumblr.com/post/40371841785</link><guid>http://neardead.tumblr.com/post/40371841785</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2013 00:39:39 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Theatre and Tein...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I was in the theatre and it was very good I like just like movies and books it took me away from my sad and lonely life.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A better day than yesterday for sure&amp;#8230; It feels less heavy despite of my very beautiful friend on the other side of the table.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am not someone to judge others,but she is just annoying .She always talks about herself like she was the ugliest and dumbest person in the world.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I hate every people like she,sometimes I can see girls and boys on facebook and tumblr saying they are so ugly,but they don&amp;#8217;t know the feeling being rejected just because you&amp;#8217;re ugly. Sometimes I meet new people ,but the next time no one remembers to my name,they don&amp;#8217;t even say hi to me ever again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And I can&amp;#8217;t change because I am alone and there&amp;#8217;s no one to talk to,sometimes I just want to talk it out and cry,but I can&amp;#8217;t.Because every one judges me before they get to know me. For example this summer I was on a trip with a bunch of strangers and someone stole money even from me,then someone said it was me and everyone agreed.The question is why don&amp;#8217;t blame the strange girl who always wear black and never talks to anyone.They never realized that I wear black because it calms me or I don&amp;#8217;t talk with anyone because they never asked anything. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I always the one who is alone&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://neardead.tumblr.com/post/40289910273</link><guid>http://neardead.tumblr.com/post/40289910273</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2013 01:54:00 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Christmas fever</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Christmas is on it&amp;#8217;s way and i feel doomed. I hate it like I do since I was 7.I think it started around that time.I realized at school that everyone hates me because I&amp;#8217;m fat.I hadn&amp;#8217;t mattered what I tried,who I&amp;#8217;d spoken with,everyone left me alone. I remember one particular time my best friend left me behind because one boy from the class told her is she &amp;#8216;ll talk to me no one ever will talk to her again,then she left me. Next they someone told something horrible and that was the first time i tried to commit suicide.But it was one thing to hear it from strangers and another to hear it from your mother. That year I realized that there is not a such ting like Santa and from that year we&amp;#8217;ve been doing Christmas shopping together with my mother and every year it gets more and more painful. To hear it from your mother that you&amp;#8217;re fat and ugly. And you need to lose weight or you will wear mans clothing. She knows that I tried it and held a diet*a strict one* for almost a year and you lost about 4 pounds.It&amp;#8217;s a disaster to go trough this torture every year I just wanna die.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://neardead.tumblr.com/post/40289143200</link><guid>http://neardead.tumblr.com/post/40289143200</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2013 01:44:51 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>My every days…</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/7d148aa05ca37bec6850b38b93607376/tumblr_mgh74cBoN01s0s328o1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;My every days…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://neardead.tumblr.com/post/40288384348</link><guid>http://neardead.tumblr.com/post/40288384348</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2013 01:35:28 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Alone</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know the feeling?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being alone,afraid and lonely?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the way I always fell. Less than anyone,less than nothing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt; I want to change,be someone else.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I don&amp;#8217;t know how.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I just feel like death would be a favor from life&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I forget how to smile for real.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;How to see myself beautiful,how to be powerful&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://neardead.tumblr.com/post/37666409017</link><guid>http://neardead.tumblr.com/post/37666409017</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Dec 2012 00:49:05 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9cxq4S7No1rp25elo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://neardead.tumblr.com/post/30234389445</link><guid>http://neardead.tumblr.com/post/30234389445</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Aug 2012 13:13:00 +0300</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
