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.ig-b-16 { background-image: url(//badges.instagram.com/static/images/ig-badge-sprite-16@2x.png); background-size: 60px 178px; } }</description><title>solo tienes que venir conmigo</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @solotienesquevenirconmigo)</generator><link>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>"“It’s taboo to admit that you’re lonely. You can make jokes about it, of course. You can tell people..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;“It’s taboo to admit that you’re lonely. You can make jokes about it, of course. You can tell people that you spend most of your time with Netflix or that you haven’t left the house today and you might not even go outside tomorrow. Ha ha, funny. But rarely do you ever tell people about the true depths of your loneliness, about how you feel more and more alienated from your friends each passing day and you’re not sure how to fix it. It seems like everyone is just better at living than you are.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;A part of you knew this was going to happen. Growing up, you just had this feeling that you wouldn’t transition well to adult life, that you’d fall right through the cracks. And look at you now. La di da, it’s happening.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Your mother, your father, your grandparents: they all look at you like you’re some prized jewel and they tell you over and over again just how lucky you are to be young and have your whole life ahead of you. “Getting old ain’t for sissies,” your father tells you wearily.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You wish they’d stop saying these things to you because all it does is fill you with guilt and panic. All it does is remind you of how much you’re not taking advantage of your youth.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You want to kiss all kinds of different people, you want to wake up in a stranger’s bed maybe once or twice just to see if it feels good to feel nothing, you want to have a group of friends that feels like a tribe, a bonafide family. You want to go from one place to the next constantly and have your weekends feel like one long epic day. You want to dance to stupid music in your stupid room and have a nice job that doesn’t get in the way of living your life too much. You want to be less scared, less anxious, and more willing. Because if you’re closed off now, you can only imagine what you’ll be like later.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Every day you vow to change some aspect of your life and every day you fail. At this point, you’re starting to question your own power as a human being. As of right now, your fears have you beat. They’re the ones that are holding your twenties hostage.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Stop thinking that everyone is having more sex than you, that everyone has more friends than you, that everyone out is having more fun than you. Not because it’s not true (it might be!) but because that kind of thinking leaves you frozen. You’ve already spent enough time feeling like you’re stuck, like you’re watching your life fall through you like a fast dissolve and you’re unable to hold on to anything.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I don’t know if you ever get better. I don’t know if a person can just wake up one day and decide to be an active participant in their life. I’d like to think so. I’d like to think that people get better each and every day but that’s not really true. People get worse and it’s their stories that end up getting forgotten because we can’t stand an unhappy ending. The sick have to get better. Our normalcy depends upon it.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You have to value yourself. You have to want great things for your life. This sort of shit doesn’t happen overnight but it can and will happen if you want it.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Do you want it bad enough? Does the fear of being filled with regret in your thirties trump your fear of living today?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;We shall see.”&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;ul class="blog-items row mini-items clearfix"&gt;&lt;li class="blog-item span6"&gt;
&lt;div class="blog-details-wrap"&gt;
&lt;div class="excerpt"&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You’re Not Making The Most Of Your 20s by &lt;strong&gt;Ryan O’Connell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://genioussteals.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;genioussteals&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/53217879407</link><guid>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/53217879407</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Jun 2013 16:07:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>sennenhallows:

Sometimes I’m like “sleep is for the weak”
Sometimes I’m like “sleep is for the...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sennenhallows.tumblr.com/post/52047162650/sometimes-im-like-sleep-is-for-the-weak" target="_blank"&gt;sennenhallows&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I’m like “sleep is for the weak”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I’m like “sleep is for the week”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There is no in between.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/53190476606</link><guid>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/53190476606</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Jun 2013 08:14:37 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>homesighs:

Fredrik Akum</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/c2aa0794c475d7d1734f6fde03c89511/tumblr_mogblt993j1ryqyxfo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://homesighs.tumblr.com/post/53047517783/fredrik-akum" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;homesighs&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fredrik Akum&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/53107848268</link><guid>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/53107848268</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Jun 2013 08:31:57 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>sin título by Colette Saint Yves on Flickr.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/735a1d356516d8521279b17c541c6355/tumblr_moec9sXYYn1r26d9qo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colettestyves/5439046639/" title="sin título" target="_blank"&gt;sin título&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colettestyves/" target="_blank"&gt;Colette Saint Yves&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52962619640</link><guid>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52962619640</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Jun 2013 14:49:04 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>sin título by Colette Saint Yves on Flickr.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/f31a4d522d655cd1a730fd97ba41a144/tumblr_moec80qNtv1r26d9qo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colettestyves/5489491173/" title="sin título" target="_blank"&gt;sin título&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colettestyves/" target="_blank"&gt;Colette Saint Yves&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52962551502</link><guid>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52962551502</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Jun 2013 14:48:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhefowmP9Y1qzzxybo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52962110473</link><guid>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52962110473</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Jun 2013 14:41:04 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/a309d4e0129d1997093612221afbe37c/tumblr_mkldl1ABkF1qhgbvlo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52952167694</link><guid>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52952167694</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Jun 2013 11:56:18 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/e197b3344f182f3fb5548462120b1d31/tumblr_mnnmrexY7H1rsh9d0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52804950706</link><guid>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52804950706</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jun 2013 14:40:37 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>
Mercury, Venus, and Saturn align with the Pyramids of Giza for...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mefk5exgdL1rmyl22o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Mercury, Venus, and Saturn align with the Pyramids of Giza for the first time in 2,737 years on December 3, 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52797834827</link><guid>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52797834827</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jun 2013 12:47:52 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/efc1b86c20b60976ee49217f0e7a7d5b/tumblr_mnw1l44F3v1qahy1wo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52784709289</link><guid>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52784709289</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jun 2013 08:12:15 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>ju-gatsu:

Theodore Rousseau (1812 - 1862)
Landscape, c.1835</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdoy60r93g1qfzizgo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://ju-gatsu.tumblr.com/post/35991316309/theodore-rousseau-1812-1862-landscape-c-1835" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;ju-gatsu&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Theodore Rousseau&lt;/strong&gt; (1812 - 1862)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Landscape&lt;/em&gt;, c.1835&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52784500802</link><guid>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52784500802</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jun 2013 08:06:18 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>carmaleetah:

Under the Birches ~ Theodore Rousseau</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/c5a122478b04587f8699eb87a9560748/tumblr_mfqd517oXr1reupfio1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://carmaleetah.tumblr.com/post/39024662524/under-the-birches-theodore-rousseau" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;carmaleetah&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Under the Birches ~ Theodore Rousseau&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52784480448</link><guid>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52784480448</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jun 2013 08:05:44 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Guys...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://danishgirlyo.tumblr.com/post/52745954934/guys" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;danishgirlyo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just realised my laptop screen is brighter than my future…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52784429999</link><guid>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52784429999</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jun 2013 08:04:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"The test of a work of art is, in the end, our affection for it, not our ability to explain why it is..."</title><description>““The test of a work of art is, in the end, our affection for it, not our ability to explain why it is good.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Stanley Kubrick (via &lt;a href="http://ihatenietzsche.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;ihatenietzsche&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52784423061</link><guid>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52784423061</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jun 2013 08:04:08 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>snowce:

Paolo Roversi, Léa Seydoux, 2011
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5i13c0scZ1qepfrho1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://snowce.tumblr.com/post/52477221735/paolo-roversi-lea-seydoux-2011" target="_blank"&gt;snowce&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Paolo Roversi, &lt;em&gt;Léa Seydoux&lt;/em&gt;, 2011&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52784344656</link><guid>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52784344656</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jun 2013 08:02:07 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7bndkXyeP1qizi55o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52745932793</link><guid>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52745932793</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Jun 2013 19:24:44 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>conirrostro:

Necesito vivir en la época y el lugar en el que...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2syzl0f201qzan0uo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://conirrostro.tumblr.com/post/52736005459/this-is-awesome-framesofreadingroad" target="_blank"&gt;conirrostro&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Necesito vivir en la época y el lugar en el que esto fue diseñado, empleado y popularizado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://conirrostro.tumblr.com/post/52736005459/this-is-awesome-framesofreadingroad" target="_blank"&gt;conirrostro&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52745891479</link><guid>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52745891479</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Jun 2013 19:24:07 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>imaginationcultivation:

I love this and want to someday buy a...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/8983e6824cb45900202cc70763cc662e/tumblr_mnl9hu7ZFc1qhu0a4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://imaginationcultivation.tumblr.com/post/52157098285/i-love-this-and-want-to-someday-buy-a-print-of-it" target="_blank"&gt;imaginationcultivation&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I love this and want to someday buy a print of it. It’s classy, classy, gorgeous art.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;By &lt;a href="http://www.duboisphotography.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Richard Dubois &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52717850178</link><guid>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52717850178</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Jun 2013 13:09:45 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>conirrostro:

Hay algo dentro de mí que hace algo parecido.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/808fea1fb28ba3185e8bc82f3a0c4616/tumblr_mka98oHnKx1qg39ewo1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://conirrostro.tumblr.com/post/52702997437/andreas-hykade-s-we-lived-in-grass-beast" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;conirrostro&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hay algo dentro de mí que hace algo parecido.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52717728739</link><guid>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52717728739</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Jun 2013 13:07:47 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>raveneuse:

Gunvor Nelson, Treeline (1998)
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/08f61e4b63b7ac290d06c51000d5b28d/tumblr_mnsg8vop0u1qe2f6oo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://raveneuse.tumblr.com/post/52009102073" target="_blank"&gt;raveneuse&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Gunvor Nelson, Treeline (1998)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52717523468</link><guid>http://solotienesquevenirconmigo.tumblr.com/post/52717523468</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Jun 2013 13:04:29 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
