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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>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @forgottennames)</generator><link>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>it seems like everyone has a bf/gf/thing nowadays. theyre all so busy with them that they dont have...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;it seems like everyone has a bf/gf/thing nowadays. theyre all so busy with them that they dont have time to be a real friend to anyone anymore. im glad theyre happy and all, but its not whats best. relationships are hard because you have to juggle so much and keep yourself balanced. youre not supposed to get around it by just picking one thing to jugglel; there are no shortcuts in life. i just want people to notice i exist, you know? i try to be friends again with several people, but it isnt working because they all have significant others and dont really have time&amp;#8230; am i the only one noticing this? im not like directing this to just me, nor am i directing this to anyone in particular. there are many people doing this, and there are other people being ignored im sure&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50962145224</link><guid>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50962145224</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 23:10:33 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>sometimes i can still feel it. a little buzz in the back of my head. just remember it&amp;#8217;s gone...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;sometimes i can still feel it. a little buzz in the back of my head. just remember it&amp;#8217;s gone now. its just a mood. i hope its just a mood. im not sad, im just less than happy at this moment. its like im okay now because i pushed myself forward, i left all the negativity in me behind, but theres this little spec clinging in the back of my head. sometimes it messes up my thoughts. sometimes it makes me think bad things. but i can turn it off because im better now. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i should have just destroyed it. thats the only way to &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; get better. you cant run, it&amp;#8217;ll always be right behind you. i thought you could just force it away, but im not so sure. like i said before, im still better, i just have this fear that even though i expelled it its still alive, i never destroyed it.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50878311704</link><guid>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50878311704</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 23:02:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>man, last night was so bad. my body and brain literally reject the THC in weed. you should have seen...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;man, last night was so bad. my body and brain literally reject the THC in weed. you should have seen me. i was tripping balls. it was not a mind trick. i tried to calm myself because i knew i was only high and itll be okay if i just chill out, but it didnt help. i became physically ill. ill see if i can walk through what happened.. I was with Matt and his friends and i took one pretty big hit from his minibong and was already starting to feel it after i stopped coughing. i went off to the woods to try and find sage at the campfire. I was walking and eventually thought i was lost. i became confused, lost my sense of direction almost completely and started to become delusional  thinking i had been walking too far and got lost in someone else&amp;#8217;s yard. after a bit i snapped out of it and decided i needed to just lay down and relax, so i went to my car. on my way there sage called me asking me to get him his beers from my car and meet him at the fire because he wanted to stay. i couldnt really talk coherently, but i kept muttering things like &amp;#8220;dude i just cant&amp;#8221; &amp;#8220;i gotta just sleep&amp;#8221; &amp;#8220;i dont believe this man, im too high&amp;#8221;. i actually didnt even reach the car long before sage got there too, but he just got the beers and went back. i just wanted to sleep and get rid of the high. i felt like absolute shit at that point. i remember at one point i had felt my pulse and my heart was pounding really hard &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; quickly, it was beating probably about 4 times a second (i tried tapping on my desk at that speed and it resembled pretty closely to how it was beating). my hands felt cold against my face. i literally thought i was dying. it was then that i threw up just outside my car door. my body sort of calmed down after that, but the feeling would come back every now and then for like 30 minutes until sage came back and drove us back to his place. i ended up throwing up twice more in the next 30 minutes: once on sages floor and again in the toilet. it was like every time i moved around too much id get sick. id had bad nights off weed before, but this one takes the cake. im not kidding when i say i felt like i was literally going to die and in my mind i was thinking about what a shit way to go it was. i was tripping balls, no doubt, too. it isnt normal to hallucinate from weed. its hard to remember what i saw, but it was like i was dreaming, only this was too real. i remember at one point in the car i kept making these noises. id understand that i shouldnt be making them and i tried to stop, but i would start hallucinating again and start making strange sound effects again. i couldnt control it. anyway theres no other explanation that fits besides my body had rejected the THC and was more or less shutting down the way it does when it rejects anything.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50791893327</link><guid>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50791893327</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 01:38:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/e0c8747e30d3fc765b6b34db6128b232/tumblr_mklb8t4TBK1r6977no1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50625987472</link><guid>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50625987472</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 22:55:08 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>im like a 5, but all the girls i like are 7-9s. im almost sure i either just dont click on their...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;im like a 5, but all the girls i like are 7-9s. im almost sure i either just dont click on their radar at all or they dont realize im a person. either case is not very fun. i want a friend thats a girl. not a girlfriend. it sounds like i want a girl to have relationships with or hook up with, i know, but its not the case. its just nature to want to be around cute people, in human dna. i guess my biggest desire in life at the moment is to have more real friends, mates.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50625830533</link><guid>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50625830533</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 22:53:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Im pretty much better now. Im pretty sure. I think about some sad things on occasion but i can snap...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Im pretty much better now. Im pretty sure. I think about some sad things on occasion but i can snap myself out of it. When i think about it, i still hate all the same things about myself and would wish myself a different person, but its like i see through a new perspective now. I still think im not very attractive and of course i wish were a more likeable person so people would pay attention, but ive more or less accepted now that i just have to live with it, because its not going to just poof change. ive accepted that i might be alone most of my life unless i get lucky. ive accepted that i have some mental deficiencies and am less mentally and physically capable than a lot of other people. you just gotta kind of stop trying to be someone else and accept yourself for who you are. its okay to be a little ignorant (depending on what the topic is of course). so like i said, im like pretty much better. its all still there, i just choose to deal with it instead of being sad for myself. Also dont think about things that made you sad when you were depressed. just dont do it. snap yourself out of it. keep negative thoughts as far away as possible and eventually your mind will leave them alone.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50625241227</link><guid>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50625241227</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 22:45:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Things to do before summer gets into motion: get fit again, meet new friends, become better friends...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Things to do before summer gets into motion: get fit again, meet new friends, become better friends with new people, do drugs because why the fuck not, give up on school, stop being so lazy, buy a boat (maybe), and sort some things out&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50542717516</link><guid>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50542717516</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 21:28:27 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>ive had so many hormones going through my body lately its ridonk. theres so many girls i have these...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;ive had so many hormones going through my body lately its ridonk. theres so many girls i have these friend-crush things on. its not like i want to date them id really like to be friends. but at the same time i really just need someone who wants to fuck but not get serious with because a girlfriend is cool and all, but not my top priority at the moment. seriously why does everyone cute have to already have a guy they&amp;#8217;re involved with?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50541804973</link><guid>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50541804973</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 21:17:12 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>blehh sad episodes of skins puts me in down moods. Ill talk anyway because its on my mind
sometimes...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;blehh sad episodes of skins puts me in down moods. Ill talk anyway because its on my mind&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;sometimes i wish i had more friends most every day of my life. you know, like real mates. (mates because friends are just friends, but mates are your real friends) Im like doing really fine being mostly by myself and hanging with sage most weekends, but its not the same. i want to be part of a clique. I want to have friends to talk to and just hangout with and to belong with. Sage is great, hes my best friend, but we dont ever talk about things and rarely just hangout. He likes to go out and party and all that and i think its good for me to get some of that in my life, but hes like my only real friend at the moment. I dont talk to anyone really, unless im in person with them already like at work. I love Clara and i try to hangout with her and to get back into being mates, but she&amp;#8217;s like so caught up in her relationship that shes pushing away everyone else.. I miss all the people i used to know. I miss when i had people to hangout with whenever. like i said, im doing fine, but its just lonely sometimes, you know?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50469924543</link><guid>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50469924543</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 22:53:14 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I am not ashamed of my scars. I think they are as much a part of me as my own arms. They are a...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I am not ashamed of my scars. I think they are as much a part of me as my own arms. They are a testament to growth, recovery from a dark past. Im just not really looking forward to having to explain to every person i take my pants off for what happened. Practically no one even realizes that i was depressed. Zoopidy poopidy zippers are very unflattering for guys, but itll save me the hassles&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50391717240</link><guid>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50391717240</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 22:32:36 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/f3fbac5c774aca9c5f15a541e7971831/tumblr_ml87jq8pkQ1so9zybo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50391300645</link><guid>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50391300645</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 22:27:35 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I dont like this awareness i feel. I dont like it at all. ill go to sleep now. I must get my mind...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I dont like this awareness i feel. I dont like it at all. ill go to sleep now. I must get my mind away&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50228317842</link><guid>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50228317842</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 01:12:51 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>what a strange state of mind I am in right now. We are all just souls. Ethereal being inhabiting...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;what a strange state of mind I am in right now. We are all just souls. Ethereal being inhabiting vessels. We use these bodies much like a man controls a machine; we have total control of the actions of these machines, however we are limited by their given makeup, only able to perform within the limiting boundaries of their design. These machines are programmed to automatically work to maintain wellness so that the operator may continue use. We are rovers, probes sent to places normally unreachable so that we may learn more. Everything makes so much sense now. That is the point of being here. to learn. We are sent here so we may grow and mature. It all just makes so much sense. Jesus. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I had first come across &lt;a href="http://laughingisbetter.tumblr.com/post/40713753867/bowtie-hiddlebatch-bapingas-da-sy"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; notion while on tumblr one day.. I had been agnostic for most of my life, but for the first time I can truly say that i have found something that really speaks to me. It just makes sense. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;None of what i have said is really about what I am feeling that is so strange though, merely why it is i feel this way. It&amp;#8217;s just i feel like I am able to feel a disconnect between my soul and my body. I feel aware. Almost like &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; am looking through the sensory components of a vessel, a machine. My body is just a vessel. Its almost impossible to put this sensation into words. I feel as though I could lift myself out of my vessel, but i just dont know how to. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50228228384</link><guid>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/50228228384</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 01:11:22 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Im okay again. everything is well. im going to stop posting on here, though. ive determined that i...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Im okay again. everything is well. im going to stop posting on here, though. ive determined that i need to if i want to become truly better. i have to abandon my past and leave behind anything in my life that contains past negativity. it distorts my thoughts. i cant watch skins anymore either. skins makes you sad. it makes you want to be fucked up. i cant have that anymore. so adieu.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/40457758736</link><guid>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/40457758736</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2013 16:14:19 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>i hate being left to wonder. its horrible. what did i do wrong? what do you think of me? why dont...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;i hate being left to wonder. its horrible. what did i do wrong? what do you think of me? why dont you want to like me? what happened? did i scare you? is something going on? my mind assumes the worst and it fucks me up. i just want to be able to make you happy. i understand why you dont like me i guess. I want you so much, but i feel like i should just go back to when i just didnt associate with anyone. maybe its best. ive learned my lesson. i should never show another soul this blog. i always just end up messing things up. one way or another. i dont blame you the least bit. i knew i would regret it. whatever. fuck it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~my head feels so fuzzy right now. i can hardly concentrate enough to reread this post coherently. my eyes are twitchy. im just really tired.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/40193041531</link><guid>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/40193041531</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jan 2013 15:21:12 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I have read back through ever post ive ever made on here and ive noticed something curious; when i...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I have read back through ever post ive ever made on here and ive noticed something curious; when i read through each word i typed in each post, i can actually feel the feeling and mood that i felt at the exact moment that i wrote it. I understand that this is more than likely not the case for anyone else reading, but a curious observation nonetheless.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/39871255883</link><guid>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/39871255883</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Jan 2013 17:14:59 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I can feel a darkness deep within me. This time it feels different, though. It is warm, peaceful and...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I can feel a darkness deep within me. This time it feels different, though. It is warm, peaceful and it seems to bring back very distant, forgotten memories of pleasant times in my youth. I welcome it openly as an old friend. It understands what i want. It knows what i have to do. A feint whisper in the back of my head. I am not sad, i am unhappy. Unsatisfied. I do not belong anymore. I am content now. I know what i have to do.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/39870945920</link><guid>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/39870945920</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Jan 2013 17:11:23 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>5 shots and an hour later, im feeling pretty good. i should do this more often. who cares if im...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;5 shots and an hour later, im feeling pretty good. i should do this more often. who cares if im alone, its still a great feeling. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;somethings tapping on the window&amp;#8230; time to go to bed&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/38935449982</link><guid>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/38935449982</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Dec 2012 02:31:58 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>is it self destructive to like you? perhaps, but ill die eventually anyway. do what your heart feels...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;is it self destructive to like you? perhaps, but ill die eventually anyway. do what your heart feels right? well i think this will be very interesting to see how this all plays out. we have very similar problems, you just don&amp;#8217;t know it yet. thinking about the future is useless though, just worry about whats happening now.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/38935362761</link><guid>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/38935362761</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Dec 2012 02:30:15 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>mark this point in time. its the point in which i am fine. im normal. im just sad sometimes like...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;mark this point in time. its the point in which i am fine. im normal. im just sad sometimes like everyone. you will watch me become shallow and heartless. ill become ignorant, with only petty problems. the only posts you will see are of occasional sadness and perhaps of anxiety. ill try my best to prove myself wrong, but dont say i didnt tell you so when i become just another mindless zombie.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/38517750507</link><guid>http://forgottennames.tumblr.com/post/38517750507</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Dec 2012 22:52:26 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
