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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>It’s a sad and beautiful world.</description><title>A New Leif</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @hairybottle)</generator><link>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/923198b5279edeabe169505e66b0cfec/tumblr_ml06n5SWgg1r06m1wo1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/b85cf4a2d7ee48d32d3defc2f9b99832/tumblr_ml06n5SWgg1r06m1wo2_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/b97a96d6cec1db7482ed2eebeefde96e/tumblr_ml06n5SWgg1r06m1wo9_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/065e07f2a2ecbe565417676471bf0720/tumblr_ml06n5SWgg1r06m1wo3_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/dc385b8da8ff908a0fc9eaba465e2083/tumblr_ml06n5SWgg1r06m1wo4_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/06cde937ee2927e323fe7d1e5750ed81/tumblr_ml06n5SWgg1r06m1wo5_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/6e01c183fd992d21598dea5e3164424e/tumblr_ml06n5SWgg1r06m1wo10_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/fe31ade7016454221bd362206c5af932/tumblr_ml06n5SWgg1r06m1wo6_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/bd321fa3c4770474ddc24ea2d8764657/tumblr_ml06n5SWgg1r06m1wo7_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/cdf5172bef0026bb571dc2d8de19c077/tumblr_ml06n5SWgg1r06m1wo8_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47659699114</link><guid>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47659699114</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Apr 2013 20:16:44 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>The National - “Demons” (by thenationalofficial)</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="225" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/N527oBKIPMc?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;The National - “Demons” (by &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N527oBKIPMc&amp;feature=share"&gt;thenationalofficial&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47448370459</link><guid>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47448370459</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Apr 2013 06:37:10 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>cliqmo:

“Few things leave a deeper mark on a reader than the first book that finds its way into his...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cliqmo.tumblr.com/post/43304077122/few-things-leave-a-deeper-mark-on-a-reader-than"&gt;cliqmo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Few things leave a deeper mark on a reader than the first book that finds its way into his heart. Those first images, the echo of words we think we have left behind, accompany us throughout our lives and sculpt a palace in our memory to which, sooner or later—no matter how many books we read, how many worlds we discover, or how much we learn or forget—we will return.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;—Carlos Ruiz Zafón&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47343682608</link><guid>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47343682608</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Apr 2013 01:39:45 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>kateoplis: “At forty-five, I feel grateful almost daily to be the adult I wished...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://kateoplis.tumblr.com/post/47334055470/at-forty-five-i-feel-grateful-almost-daily-to-be"&gt;kateoplis: “At forty-five, I feel grateful almost daily to be the adult I wished...&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kateoplis.tumblr.com/post/47334055470/at-forty-five-i-feel-grateful-almost-daily-to-be"&gt;kateoplis&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;“At forty-five, I feel grateful almost daily to be the adult I wished I could be when I was seventeen. I work on my arm strength at the gym; I’ve become pretty good with tools. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;At the same time, almost daily, I lose battles with the seventeen-year-old who’s still inside me. I eat half a box of…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47340344128</link><guid>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47340344128</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Apr 2013 00:50:14 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"How much better is silence; the coffee cup, the table. How much better to sit by myself like the..."</title><description>“How much better is silence; the coffee cup, the table. How much better to sit by myself like the solitary sea-bird that opens its wings on the stake. Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves, myself being myself.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Virginia Woolf, &lt;em&gt;The Waves&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://theblackquill.tumblr.com/"&gt;theblackquill&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47328798026</link><guid>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47328798026</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Apr 2013 22:21:09 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I have always loved everything about you. Even what I didn’t understand. And I have always known..."</title><description>“I have always loved everything about you. Even what I didn’t understand. And I have always known that, at heart, I would have you no different. But most people don’t know how to love. Nothing is enough for them. They must have their dreams. It’s the only thing they do well. Dreaming. They dream up obligations. New ones every day. They long for undiscovered countries, fresh demands, another call. While some of us are left with the knowledge that love can never wait. A shared bed, a hand in yours, that’s the only thing that matters. The worst thing of all is fear. The fear of being alone.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Albert Camus (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://hellanne.tumblr.com/"&gt;hellanne&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47325027684</link><guid>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47325027684</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Apr 2013 21:31:38 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>theneweryork:

from theNewerYork Issue 0
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/94688a476875290107ff568ef7250db6/tumblr_mkuyjlSaav1qkxuwlo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://theneweryork.tumblr.com/post/47318181227/from-theneweryork-issue-0"&gt;theneweryork&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;from &lt;a href="http://theneweryork.com/shop/theneweryork-issue-0/"&gt;theNewerYork Issue 0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47321415499</link><guid>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47321415499</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Apr 2013 20:42:23 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I’d won the world 
but like a 
forsaken explorer, 
I’d lost 
my map."</title><description>“I’d won the world &lt;br/&gt;
but like a &lt;br/&gt;
forsaken explorer, &lt;br/&gt;
I’d lost &lt;br/&gt;
my map.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Anne Sexton, from &lt;em&gt;“&lt;a href="http://bryantmcgill.com/wiki/poetry/anne_sexton/the_fury_of_gods_good-bye"&gt;The Fury of God’s Goodbye&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://weissewiese.tumblr.com/"&gt;weissewiese&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47318684388</link><guid>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47318684388</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Apr 2013 20:04:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>iheartchaos:

Caturday science: The Science of Cats
Why do cats...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="225" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PoGXr6hUTD4?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 class="tumblr_blog" href="http://www.iheartchaos.com/post/47314211260/caturday-science-the-science-of-cats-why-do-cats"&gt;iheartchaos&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caturday science: The Science of Cats&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Why do cats purr? Why are cats so weird? Cats!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47317803757</link><guid>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47317803757</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Apr 2013 19:52:13 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. I did not like to be touched because I..."</title><description>“I did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. I did not like to be touched because I craved it too much. I wanted to be held very tight so I would not break. Even now, when people lean down to touch me, or hug me, or put a hand on my shoulder, I hold my breath. I turn my face. I want to cry.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Marya Hornbacher   (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://exhausted-transitional.tumblr.com/"&gt;exhausted-transitional&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47021809634</link><guid>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47021809634</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Apr 2013 09:56:21 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I am awaiting
perpetually and forever
a renaissance of wonder"</title><description>““I am awaiting&lt;br/&gt;
perpetually and forever&lt;br/&gt;
a renaissance of wonder””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Lawrence Ferlinghetti (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://wordpainting.tumblr.com/"&gt;wordpainting&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47019620310</link><guid>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47019620310</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Apr 2013 09:06:45 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>cindersk:

“You can’t stay in your corner of the Forest waiting...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/5d8d55fbd2cd2845d96dd29d817320f5/tumblr_mke591lVaj1r34qiso1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cindersk.tumblr.com/post/46562004524/you-cant-stay-in-your-corner-of-the-forest"&gt;cindersk&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;“You can’t stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;― &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;A.A. Milne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Winnie-the-Pooh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47017673226</link><guid>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47017673226</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Apr 2013 08:17:05 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Who claims Truth, Truth abandons. History is hir’d, or coerc’d, only in Interests that must ever..."</title><description>““Who claims Truth, Truth abandons. History is hir’d, or coerc’d, only in Interests that must ever prove base. She is too innocent, to be left within the reach of anyone in Power,- who need but touch her, and all her Credit is in the instant vanish’d, as if it had never been. She needs rather to be tended lovingly and honorably by fabulists and counterfeiters, Ballad-Mongers and Cranks of ev’ry Radius, Masters of Disguise to provide her the Costume, Toilette, and Bearing, and Speech nimble enough to keep her beyond the Desires, or even the Curiosity, of Government.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Thomas Pynchon, Mason and Dixon (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://gravity-rainbow.tumblr.com/"&gt;gravity-rainbow&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47015857198</link><guid>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47015857198</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Apr 2013 07:27:15 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Becoming Stones</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cesaire.tumblr.com/post/46973637876/becoming-stones"&gt;cesaire&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://mashatupitsyn.tumblr.com/post/46945140114/becoming-stones"&gt;mashatupitsyn&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Tsai Ming-liang on &lt;em&gt;Vive L’Amour&lt;/em&gt;, the crying face in cinema, why the scene needed to be seven minutes long, crying as tenderness (the act of &lt;em&gt;remaining&lt;/em&gt; tender), turning into stones, and the body as a container. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://media.tumblr.com/ff97d6b49fe0fcae76de0e58ce7fdd9b/tumblr_inline_mkds4eeDir1qz4rgp.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://media.tumblr.com/08e324c074526eafe2e5fb49032fdebf/tumblr_inline_mkds4rqjTe1qz4rgp.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://media.tumblr.com/2fa22f3ad945dd0d4b36a35b539ef12a/tumblr_inline_mkds5auXGt1qz4rgp.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://media.tumblr.com/48f0d5c29b66590db6ac590563d4a2b1/tumblr_inline_mkds5p37nO1qz4rgp.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://media.tumblr.com/2f491b9a38c542dfa7ecaaaaa8d560c9/tumblr_inline_mkds60SwxL1qz4rgp.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://cesaire.tumblr.com/post/46973637876/becoming-stones"&gt;Read More&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47006513574</link><guid>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47006513574</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Apr 2013 02:29:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>tastefullyoffensive:

[speedbump]
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/30fa619fa58c1504b693b03992527403/tumblr_mkhwp1GX4w1qewacoo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://tumblr.tastefullyoffensive.com/post/46707595460/speedbump"&gt;tastefullyoffensive&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;[&lt;a href="http://speedbump.com/"&gt;speedbump&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47004173094</link><guid>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47004173094</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Apr 2013 01:39:55 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Though I am often in the depths of misery, there is still calmness, pure harmony and music inside..."</title><description>“Though I am often in the depths of misery, there is still calmness, pure harmony and music inside me.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Vincent Van Gogh  (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://strangefatality.tumblr.com/"&gt;strangefatality&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47001263299</link><guid>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/47001263299</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Apr 2013 00:50:04 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>logicianmagician:

ianbrooks:

Strange Attractors by Chaotic...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/34b8b35bcaf89f0eec48c06802323016/tumblr_mk5oriXsRu1qzamioo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Strange Attractors by Chaotic Atmospheres posted by ianbrooks.me&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/d078e93f569d5d10b8cc6e6ade9b5bd9/tumblr_mk5oriXsRu1qzamioo3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Strange Attractors by Chaotic Atmospheres posted by ianbrooks.me&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/88903411d0675590f38227dec40ec5f8/tumblr_mk5oriXsRu1qzamioo2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Strange Attractors by Chaotic Atmospheres posted by ianbrooks.me&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/e442ef13f1308d64848a686373037de8/tumblr_mk5oriXsRu1qzamioo4_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Strange Attractors by Chaotic Atmospheres posted by ianbrooks.me&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/94b75c15aa9f1a98f4885874cc2d0e93/tumblr_mk5oriXsRu1qzamioo5_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Strange Attractors by Chaotic Atmospheres posted by ianbrooks.me&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/e2cbe3c9fa845dff2cf88514622dbb7e/tumblr_mk5oriXsRu1qzamioo7_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Strange Attractors by Chaotic Atmospheres posted by ianbrooks.me&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/3c0e8054f4f13431358327371e06c113/tumblr_mk5oriXsRu1qzamioo8_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Strange Attractors by Chaotic Atmospheres posted by ianbrooks.me&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/7accb4fd6052db99737d372a03bf1a1f/tumblr_mk5oriXsRu1qzamioo10_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Strange Attractors by Chaotic Atmospheres posted by ianbrooks.me&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/7922ff09cad7af683b825a3ac7c74b37/tumblr_mk5oriXsRu1qzamioo9_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Strange Attractors by Chaotic Atmospheres posted by ianbrooks.me&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/701b829ff4c152ccf70ede9700d7ee24/tumblr_mk5oriXsRu1qzamioo6_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Strange Attractors by Chaotic Atmospheres posted by ianbrooks.me&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://logicianmagician.tumblr.com/post/46468143492/strange-attractors-by-chaotic-atmospheres"&gt;logicianmagician&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ianbrooks.me/post/46253928166/strange-attractors-by-chaotic-atmospheres"&gt;ianbrooks&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strange Attractors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Chaotic Atmospheres&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The darkest art known as Chaos Theory is perfectly embodied in the form of its strange attractors: vast looping trajectories of variables that, when plotted, conjure gorgeous yet insidiously disruptive patterns. Chaotic Atmosphere’s Math: Rules series pays tribute to the beautiful form of chaos and its inevitable collapse of all our efforts to predict it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Artist: &lt;a href="http://www.behance.net/gallery/MathRules-Strange-Attractors/7618879"&gt;Behance&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://chaoticatmospheres.deviantart.com/"&gt;DeviantArt&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/ChaoticAtmsphr"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I want them ALL. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/46993716913</link><guid>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/46993716913</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 23:09:23 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>watchtheskytonight:

FINALLY. THANK YOU SO MUCH.
People...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/3eb58fbc6a4b983d3ecb0d161451f1eb/tumblr_mihri9ZF7x1qckcjqo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://watchtheskytonight.tumblr.com/post/46376757407/finally-thank-you-so-much-people-seriously-need"&gt;watchtheskytonight&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;FINALLY. THANK YOU SO MUCH.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;People seriously need to realize that because you have social anxiety, depression, or even bipolar disorder, it’s not that anybody would &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; that. It’s not that people are able to just “suck it up and stop being a wimp” it’s because your body physically cannot produce the right amount of chemicals that a normal body should have circulating in it’s system. People have absolutely no control over what they feel, no matter how much they try to change themselves to “please” others in life, and it seriously is rather frustrating. I myself cannot give you first hand information, but my very close friend has depression and social anxiety, which are both horrible combined and standing alone. She takes pills to help her dopamine and serotonin levels rise up a bit so she can properly function during school and not draw into herself. It’s hard to talk to her without her flinching away because she had been severely bullied years before for being different. What I’m trying to express is that it makes me really angry to see people who wish they were different chemically being bullied. They certainly don’t wish that upon anybody, they didn’t want it themselves, and it’s not something that can be fixed with a simple “suck it up bitch”. They can’t.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now imagine yourself falling into a twenty foot deep hole and the sides are slick with oil, not knowing how you got there, and unable to get out no matter what you do. You try climbing, crawling, sliding, screaming, clawing, tearing, but nothing works. Then somebody that is perfectly capable to help you appears at the opening and tells you that it’s &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; fault that you got stuck down there, it’s &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; fault that you can’t climb back up, and it’s &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; fault that you want to kill yourself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;People need to realize. &lt;em&gt;It’s not what people consciously want. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nobody. &lt;/strong&gt;And I’m going to say this again. &lt;strong&gt;Nobody should be bullied because they are going through depression, anxiety, or bipolar. Nobody should be bullied for anything. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PERIOD. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It’s the same thing as being in love. You don’t know why you feel this way, but you do. You can try to stop it, try to peel your heart and feelings away from somebody, but you can’t. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s the same with depression.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/46956090874</link><guid>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/46956090874</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 15:43:49 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"This is the first thing
I have understood:
Time is the echo of an axe
Within a wood."</title><description>“This is the first thing&lt;br/&gt;
I have understood:&lt;br/&gt;
Time is the echo of an axe&lt;br/&gt;
Within a wood.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Philip Larkin, “This is the First Thing”, in &lt;em&gt;The North Ship&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://growing-orbits.tumblr.com/"&gt;growing-orbits&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/46952579204</link><guid>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/46952579204</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 14:54:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"My heart is maneuvering in rings of trembling darkness and unreasonable echoes of..."</title><description>“My heart is maneuvering in rings of trembling darkness and unreasonable echoes of over-thoughtfulness.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Virginia Woolf, &lt;em&gt;Selected Letters&lt;/em&gt;  (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://c-ovet.tumblr.com/"&gt;c-ovet&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/46949364814</link><guid>http://hairybottle.tumblr.com/post/46949364814</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 14:04:38 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
