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We would be so happy you and me, no-one there to tell us what to do. I'd like to be under the sea in an octopus's garden with you. </title><link>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/285497541</link><guid>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/285497541</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 21:42:14 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://21.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuq4sbAzoM1qzt3oyo1_400.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/285495914</link><guid>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/285495914</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 21:40:59 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"I wish I had a boyfriend. I wish he lived in the wardrobe on a coat hanger. Whenever I wanted, I..."</title><description>“I wish I had a boyfriend. I wish he lived in the wardrobe on a coat hanger. 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You protected me from nothing. I spent a long...</description><link>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/285489096</link><guid>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/285489096</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 21:35:59 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://18.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktjmrii6YJ1qzt3oyo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/253875700</link><guid>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/253875700</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 22:52:29 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>i, um, i have this problem. i broke up with my boyfriend, you see. and i’m pretty upset about it, so i wanted to talk to my best friend. ... the thing is, they’re both you.</title><link>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/253874419</link><guid>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/253874419</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 22:51:24 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"i don’t want to lose you.” his voice almost a whisper. seeing his haggard expression,..."</title><description>““i don’t want to lose you.” his voice almost a whisper. seeing his haggard...</description><link>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/253873962</link><guid>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/253873962</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 22:51:04 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>You are a drop of perfect in an imperfect world. And all I need is a taste.</title><link>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/247873970</link><guid>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/247873970</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 21:01:54 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"It’s the worst feeling; telling someone I love you more and knowing that it’s probably..."</title><description>“It’s the worst feeling; telling someone I love you more and knowing that it’s...</description><link>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/245476064</link><guid>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/245476064</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 21:32:08 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"On the right hand she had a tattoo of a nude girl. She claimed it is what God resembled. But on the..."</title><description>“On the right hand she had a tattoo of a nude girl. She claimed it is what God resembled. But...</description><link>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/238572636</link><guid>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/238572636</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 19:46:48 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://8.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krzto1Tb7r1qzl72uo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/223211866</link><guid>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/223211866</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 19:30:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I was anti-everything and everyone. I didn’t want people around me. This aversion was not some..."</title><description>“I was anti-everything and everyone. I didn’t want people around me. This aversion was...</description><link>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/222895754</link><guid>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/222895754</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 13:09:01 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"But this first clumsy attempt showed her that the imagination itself was a source of secrets: once..."</title><description>“But this first clumsy attempt showed her that the imagination itself was a source of secrets:...</description><link>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/222893233</link><guid>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/222893233</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 13:05:55 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I have no idea how he knows when I need him. We can go weeks without speaking. And then, when my..."</title><description>“I have no idea how he knows when I need him. We can go weeks without speaking. And then, when...</description><link>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/214154671</link><guid>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/214154671</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 19:26:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"This possibility was not flattering to me; it was terrifying. There were other things a guy could..."</title><description>“This possibility was not flattering to me; it was terrifying. There were other things a guy...</description><link>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/214154190</link><guid>http://ambivalently.tumblr.com/post/214154190</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 19:25:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Bubble gum angels swooped down from top margins or scraped their wings between teeming paragraphs, maidens with golden hair dripped sea blue tears into the books spine, grape-colored whales spouted blood around a newspaper item (pasted in) listing arrivals to the endangered species list. Six hatchlings cried from shattered shells near an entry made on Easter. 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