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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>The name is Jessica. I’m a college senior and trying to navigate this whole “being an adult” thing. I’m just trying to get through my twenties alive and well, happy. In other words, I have no idea what I’m doing.</description><title>Here I Go Again...</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @fatefullyfaithful)</generator><link>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>I wonder if sometimes the person we&amp;#8217;re meant to be with is exactly the opposite of the person...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I wonder if sometimes the person we&amp;#8217;re meant to be with is exactly the opposite of the person we imagined we&amp;#8217;d be with?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;if God grants us the desires of our heart&amp;#8230;how does that work if our heart is deceitful above all things?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;How would we know what we want?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Maybe the meaning is more broad and simplistic.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/36270266375</link><guid>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/36270266375</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Nov 2012 01:48:06 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mc0nh53OLg1rj8amio1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/33755811285</link><guid>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/33755811285</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Oct 2012 00:00:27 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>You&amp;#8217;re everything I didn&amp;#8217;t even know I was looking for&amp;#8230;</title><description>&lt;p&gt;You&amp;#8217;re everything I didn&amp;#8217;t even know I was looking for&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/32562029071</link><guid>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/32562029071</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Sep 2012 21:30:21 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I actually don&amp;#8217;t like anyone.


Imagine that.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I actually don&amp;#8217;t like anyone.&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;Imagine that.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/32252839794</link><guid>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/32252839794</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Sep 2012 02:58:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Why is it so hard for me to realize that the right guy won&amp;#8217;t treat me like shit?

It&amp;#8217;s...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Why is it so hard for me to realize that the right guy won&amp;#8217;t treat me like shit?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s not that difficult of a concept.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/32251626035</link><guid>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/32251626035</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Sep 2012 02:11:09 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Moved on?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;You seem so far away.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You called last night. But it didn&amp;#8217;t feel the same.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It was too distant.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;We don&amp;#8217;t have much in common anymore.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Except our passion for each other&amp;#8230;if that even still exists&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/32184992814</link><guid>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/32184992814</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Sep 2012 01:52:06 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I guess I still have those days&amp;#8230;

those days where I&amp;#8217;m not immune to thinking about...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I guess I still have those days&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;those days where I&amp;#8217;m not immune to thinking about you.&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;I hate it.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/31851991620</link><guid>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/31851991620</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2012 04:28:29 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I&amp;#8217;m up at 3:30, crying, and I have to teach full-time tomorrow at 7:30 a.m&amp;#8230;</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m up at 3:30, crying, and I have to teach full-time tomorrow at 7:30 a.m&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/31851857489</link><guid>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/31851857489</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2012 04:21:10 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photographs are beautiful because they represent a moment in time, and that moment in time always...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Photographs are beautiful because they represent a moment in time, and that moment in time always stays the same. They never change, while people do. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/31849900649</link><guid>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/31849900649</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2012 02:46:53 -0400</pubDate><category>Nostalgia</category></item><item><title>Time Changes Everyone</title><description>&lt;p&gt;When your ex looks NOTHING like you remember him&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;And he doesn&amp;#8217;t look happy&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Both are really sad.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Kind of destroys the illusion that he&amp;#8217;d stay the same. How can someone look so different?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;ll always prefer my mental image.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/31849660928</link><guid>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/31849660928</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2012 02:37:20 -0400</pubDate><category>Time</category><category>Has It Been That Long?</category><category>What The Hell Happened?</category></item><item><title>Awkward Late Night Thoughts</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Tonight has been one of those nights where I have been feeling really down about nothing and everything in particular.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;ve recently been putting together a mental montage of all the men I&amp;#8217;ve hooked up with in the past year.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Two of them are now in serious relationships.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;That shouldn&amp;#8217;t make me feel bad, right?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Oh, but it does.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I didn&amp;#8217;t make the cut and wasn&amp;#8217;t good enough.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/31785826249</link><guid>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/31785826249</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Sep 2012 03:12:57 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>And the dumb girl plays the fool&amp;#8230;.once again</title><description>&lt;p&gt;And the dumb girl plays the fool&amp;#8230;.once again&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/25073410868</link><guid>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/25073410868</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2012 00:35:30 -0400</pubDate><category>OneNightStands</category><category>WhyDoIAlwaysExpectMore</category><category>TheyNeverTalkToMeAgain</category></item><item><title>Pointless post.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Delusional? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Perhaps.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;To quote the cliched&amp;#8217; phrase I&amp;#8217;ve learned in my 20 somethings&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;It happens.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I know that phrase all too well. And I still use it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s a wildly accepted &amp;#8220;Get-out-of-jail&amp;#8221; free card that is used by us 20-30 something to justify any action we choose to take. But hey&amp;#8230;.it happens. Right?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/23787847489</link><guid>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/23787847489</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 May 2012 05:20:36 -0400</pubDate><category>ItHappens</category><category>latenightramblings</category><category>Latenightthoughts</category><category>cliches</category><category>20somethinglingo</category><category>Ireadtoomuchthought catalogie</category><category>ThoughtCatalogue</category></item><item><title>It's 2012. No longer 2008. It's time for me to be single.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;That awkward moment when you realize you&amp;#8217;ve only been single for 4 months at a time for the past year. After every three or four months, you went right back to your stupid ex.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The most I&amp;#8217;ve been single is 4 months since the year 2008.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Something is wrong with this picture, right?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Never do I ever want to waste this many years on someone again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This makes me scared to get married because I know the divorce rates. However, I know that if God-willing, I meet the right man and if we put God first, that our marriage will not fail.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But I don&amp;#8217;t want to keep dating just any Jo-Shmoe until I find him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t want to date ANYONE else until I find him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But how does one go about doing that? Don&amp;#8217;t I have to date to find out if we&amp;#8217;re right for each other? I guess that means raising my standards and only dating spiritually straight men who have the qualities I want in a husband and a father for my children.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/23280307133</link><guid>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/23280307133</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 May 2012 03:00:02 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Dear self,
You&amp;#8217;re not even trying. You&amp;#8217;re despicable.

You&amp;#8217;re actually a horrible...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Dear self,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You&amp;#8217;re not even trying. You&amp;#8217;re despicable.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You&amp;#8217;re actually a horrible person, did you know that?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Christian? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You hardly resemble one.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Let alone act like one on a daily basis.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Get your act together before you&amp;#8217;re flipping burgers at Burger King.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Get your act together before God&amp;#8217;s mercy runs out and your parents stop forgiving you.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;-This is the lies Satan has been feeding me lately.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-This is the lies my parents have been feeding me, on a lower scale.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-I choose to believe that these aren&amp;#8217;t true.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Constant battle.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/22770697010</link><guid>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/22770697010</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2012 03:54:06 -0400</pubDate><category>SelfLoathingThoughts</category><category>LateNightRamblings</category><category>JesusForgives</category></item><item><title>Life is bullshit sometimes.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Life is bullshit sometimes.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/22767838567</link><guid>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/22767838567</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2012 01:55:56 -0400</pubDate><category>Life</category><category>SometimesSucks</category><category>Doesn'tIt?</category></item><item><title>It's a "Home-From-College Rant"</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Life has been really weird lately.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;ve been thinking too much about the future and it&amp;#8217;s giving me a headache, frankly.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m on summer break and at home, so naturally I am spending copious hours on my computer researching my future. Grad schools, statistics, the GRE, apartments, cities, standards of living&amp;#8230;you name it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But what am I really getting done?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Nothing much.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m still giving my parents constant attitude like I was still seventeen years old. It&amp;#8217;s like I go back into a time warp whenever I am back home from being away in school. Suddenly, i&amp;#8217;m seventeen again, and having to defend my lifestyle and life decisions, all of the time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My parents just don&amp;#8217;t understand. This has been my mantra since my teenage years, and unfortunately, it still reigns true.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think they view me as a incompetant teenager still. I want so badly to show them I know how to get my shit together and get things done. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I actually lead a fairly responsible life when I&amp;#8217;m away from them. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t exactly need my parents micromanaging my life decisions anymore when I&amp;#8217;m at home. I don&amp;#8217;t need constant instruction and do or do not&amp;#8217;s told to me thousands of times.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m perfectly capable of functioning on a day-to-day basis, on my own.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I just wish that they could see that.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/22643299464</link><guid>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/22643299464</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 May 2012 03:51:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I hate everyone that is out there in a relationship and having sex and being loved on by another...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I hate everyone that is out there in a relationship and having sex and being loved on by another person. And just feeling that close to someone they love. Best feeling in the world.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;And to know that my ex is doing this to someone else when I was that girl just two months ago, is the worst feeling in the world.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;So to all of you out there that have this, I am really jealous. And angry at you.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/20395180745</link><guid>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/20395180745</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2012 00:59:32 -0400</pubDate><category>LateNightRamblings</category><category>AngryPost</category><category>SexAndLove</category><category>Intimacy</category></item><item><title>Do i wish i bad a boyfriend? Hell yeah. But is it worth the heartache?  Hell no.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Do i wish i bad a boyfriend? Hell yeah. But is it worth the heartache?  Hell no.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/19506974519</link><guid>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/19506974519</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Mar 2012 07:19:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>There&amp;#8217;s something about a song that says exactly what you want to say and sings it the way you...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;There&amp;#8217;s something about a song that says exactly what you want to say and sings it the way you need it to be sung.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Thanks for saying the words for me, Usher.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/19502902498</link><guid>http://fatefullyfaithful.tumblr.com/post/19502902498</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Mar 2012 03:52:01 -0400</pubDate><category>Usher</category><category>Music is the bomb</category><category>Latenightthoughts</category></item></channel></rss>
