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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></description><title>i'm not lost, just wandering</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @fictiveme)</generator><link>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>I'm not saying the power of positive thinking is a thing but </title><description>&lt;p&gt;I hit zero red lights and caught a train immediately upon arriving in the station for my first day of work. Just saying.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/53190402777</link><guid>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/53190402777</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Jun 2013 08:12:29 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I like to see people reunited, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I like to see people reunited, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can’t tell fast enough, the ears that aren’t big enough, the eyes that can’t take in all of the change. I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52691696034</link><guid>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52691696034</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Jun 2013 02:22:53 -0400</pubDate><category>Jonathan Safran Foer</category><category>Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close</category></item><item><title>gRRRRRReat track. this girl is 16. </title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_52640924598" src="http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52640924598/audio_player_iframe/fictiveme/tumblr_mo600pRl081r37k0m?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Ffictiveme%2F52640924598%2Ftumblr_mo600pRl081r37k0m" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="169"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;gRRRRRReat track. this girl is 16. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52640924598</link><guid>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52640924598</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Jun 2013 14:16:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>night walks</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/449d35dad8e87a5e270333f9a2184a83/tumblr_mo5jibuMIq1qjv3qzo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;night walks&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52588238015</link><guid>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52588238015</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Jun 2013 20:46:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Don’t you worry, in there you’re safe. 
And...</title><description>&lt;iframe src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F34863074&amp;liking=false&amp;sharing=false&amp;origin=tumblr" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" class="soundcloud_audio_player" width="500" height="116"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Don’t you worry, in there you’re safe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;And it’s true, you’ll never beat, but you’ll never break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52431032207</link><guid>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52431032207</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Jun 2013 23:12:22 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Lesson Learned</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Or, more accurately, realized. Our generation is the first ever to have an &lt;em&gt;expansive&lt;/em&gt; or dare I say &lt;em&gt;infinite&lt;/em&gt; amount of information at our fingertips. And that means our generation has the opportunity to not only learn from our parents and friends but instead to learn from any and every corner of the world, from any and every time period.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What does this mean? We no longer take &lt;strong&gt;risks&lt;/strong&gt;. We are a generation of people who play it safe. A generation of planners. A generation of &amp;#8220;safety options&amp;#8221; and &amp;#8220;fallback choices&amp;#8221; because we have endless information; we have learned too much from the many generations before us, and not enough for ourselves. And even worse, we&amp;#8217;re a generation of know it alls. I&amp;#8217;m pretty sure being 22 does not qualify you to (a) think you know everything, and (b) act condescendingly towards anyone or anything.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit:&lt;/strong&gt; I know this doesn&amp;#8217;t apply to everyone in this generation. Duh. But it does apply to me and probably many of the students I went to school with these past four years.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52428724327</link><guid>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52428724327</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Jun 2013 22:40:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>miss /'mis/ (noun): To notice the absence or loss of</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Those stupid four letters do no ounce of justice to the feeling of missing someone. And that definition? Come on English! Let&amp;#8217;s find more appropriate ways to express our feelings here. Or I&amp;#8217;m going to burst.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52431615983</link><guid>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52431615983</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Jun 2013 11:20:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Now there’s an image that slaps you across the face</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/654306fa111bf7cee01fb3aca10115b9/tumblr_mnxeed2aUB1qagc5yo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now there’s an image that slaps you across the face&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52381903531</link><guid>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52381903531</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Jun 2013 10:58:35 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>bumpuff:

So we’re just gonna walk around pretending it’s not weird that one of our hands is just...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://bumpuff.tumblr.com/post/37179560010" target="_blank"&gt;bumpuff&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;So we’re just gonna walk around pretending it’s not weird that one of our hands is just worse at everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52356549699</link><guid>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52356549699</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Jun 2013 00:16:47 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>disposable camera journal</title><description>&lt;p&gt;take a trip. bring one disposable camera. use the 24 photos wisely. print photos and explain next to each one why you took it or who is in it or really anything from that moment in time that needs to be remembered. complete journal. treasure journal for years to come.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52178224088</link><guid>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52178224088</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Jun 2013 20:03:21 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>serious question:</title><description>&lt;p&gt;how hip is &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; hip? do you sometimes see people and think, &amp;#8220;they&amp;#8217;re just too hip.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52178087187</link><guid>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52178087187</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Jun 2013 20:01:30 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>spotify sessions done RIGHT. yum. yum yum yum. local natives.</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_52152038423" src="http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52152038423/audio_player_iframe/fictiveme/tumblr_mnmq7yOW0A1qaby2f?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Ffictiveme%2F52152038423%2Ftumblr_mnmq7yOW0A1qaby2f" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="169"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;spotify sessions done RIGHT. yum. yum yum yum. local natives.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52152038423</link><guid>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52152038423</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Jun 2013 14:01:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>substiel:

Some guy just whistled at me while driving by and my dad goes “don’t worry, that was for...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://substiel.tumblr.com/post/33181295431/some-guy-just-whistled-at-me-while-driving-by-and" target="_blank"&gt;substiel&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Some guy just whistled at me while driving by and my dad goes “don’t worry, that was for me”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52151961460</link><guid>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52151961460</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Jun 2013 14:00:09 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/3d2d358f20c1f7bdd28bc4c1ab2c6568/tumblr_mnvr7j6lIJ1qjv3qzo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52151795055</link><guid>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52151795055</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Jun 2013 13:57:00 -0400</pubDate><category>white mountains</category><category>new hampshire</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/5009ff608d5adfd0c44e45f683f84ef8/tumblr_mna9dsxBul1qljq46o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52151763986</link><guid>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/52151763986</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Jun 2013 13:56:50 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Slowly learning that our world is a weird mix of charity and vanity. Let&amp;#8217;s escape to the...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Slowly learning that our world is a weird mix of charity and vanity. Let&amp;#8217;s escape to the woods.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/51964361960</link><guid>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/51964361960</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Jun 2013 08:49:28 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>lovethewildswan:

We enter a little coffeehouse with a friend of...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/fd4f0941689a9b12bdb1867d067d9ad6/tumblr_mkdrcuEQll1rhspymo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovethewildswan.tumblr.com/post/51389780520/we-enter-a-little-coffeehouse-with-a-friend-of" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;lovethewildswan&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;We enter a little coffeehouse with a friend of mine and give our order. While we’re approa&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;ching our table two people come in and they go to the counter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;br/&gt; ‘Five coffees, please. Two of them for us and three suspended’&lt;br/&gt; They pay for their order, take the two and leave. I ask my friend, ‘What are those ‘suspended’ coffees?’&lt;br/&gt; ‘Wait for it and you will see’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Some more people enter. Two girls ask for one coffee each, pay and go. The next order was for seven coffees and it was made by three lawyers - three for them and four ‘suspended’. While I still wonder what’s the deal with those ‘suspended’ coffees I enjoy the sunny weather and the beautiful view towards the square in front of the café. Suddenly a man dressed in shabby clothes who looks like a beggar comes in through the door and kindly asks, ‘Do you have a suspended coffee?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;br/&gt; It’s simple - people pay in advance for a coffee meant for someone who can not afford a warm drink. The tradition with the suspended coffees started in Naples, but it has spread all over the world and in some places you can order not only a suspended coffee, but also a sandwich or a whole meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/51964268049</link><guid>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/51964268049</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Jun 2013 08:47:23 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I just can’t stay away from the beach</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/4d634c1a10f59364d2ceff4b2e4fdc4a/tumblr_mnp6onKF9F1qjv3qzo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just can’t stay away from the beach&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/51860098235</link><guid>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/51860098235</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Jun 2013 00:48:23 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>theincrediblemickle:

Best thing I’ve watched today and possibly...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xBDFw5xffHg?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://theincrediblemickle.tumblr.com/post/51599874237/best-thing-ive-watched-today-and-possibly-ever" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;theincrediblemickle&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Best thing I’ve watched today and possibly ever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Blooper reel, seasons 2-4. Yes it is 5 am.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/51630580206</link><guid>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/51630580206</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 May 2013 04:32:51 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>“I’ve always kept and collected things, and I’ve always been interested in the idea of diaries. I...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;“I’ve always kept and collected things, and I’ve always been interested in the idea of diaries. I must have 10 different personal diaries: I keep a dream diary, I keep a yoga diary, I keep diaries on people that I’ve met and things that they’ve said to me, advice that they’ve given me… They’ve given me a place in which I can try to figure myself out, because those kinds of ideas feel too personal to put out into the public or even discuss with anyone else.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Your thoughts are so much less frightening when they’re tangible, when you can see them on a page in front of you. And it’s less narcissistic and egotistical than releasing your own autobiography, which would be my worst nightmare.”&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;“Though even when it is a private thing and there are no judgments, a blank page is still so intimidating. It makes me scared to even start.”&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;“I had an art teacher who said that there is nothing scarier than a blank canvas. Before he gave us our canvases he’d scribble or splash paint on them so that we didn’t have to work off this intimidating white space. I think there’s something to be said for that.”&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/51629384883</link><guid>http://fictiveme.tumblr.com/post/51629384883</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 May 2013 03:52:54 -0400</pubDate><category>Emma Watson</category></item></channel></rss>
