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WritingPhotos of MePhotos I Took</description><title>let the heart beat</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @lettheheartbeat)</generator><link>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdfkb0kFcD1qahuhjo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/41794142231</link><guid>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/41794142231</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2013 10:49:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Hello fellow tumblrs...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Haven&amp;#8217;t been on this in a bit, my apologies. I&amp;#8217;m in need of some new catchy songs&amp;#8230;. ready, go!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/22530685705</link><guid>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/22530685705</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 May 2012 12:30:48 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>hypothesis: the chills</title><description>&lt;p&gt;when you&amp;#8217;re in deep thought about something and suddenly begin to think of something else.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/12669893822</link><guid>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/12669893822</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2011 19:38:37 -0700</pubDate><category>hypothesis</category><category>the chills</category></item><item><title>Positivity</title><description>&lt;p&gt;The universe has a funny way of tricking us into thinking bad things always happen to good people. What we need to realize is good things happen to good people, bad things happen to bad people, and hey, THINGS just happen to PEOPLE. I&amp;#8217;ll catch myself now and then saying, &amp;#8220;seriously? is this really happening?&amp;#8221; Yes, yes it is. Deal with it bitch.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One thing my Grandfather has always tried to teach me is not to stress about your situation, just accept it. This is still a hard concept for me to apply. Right now he is in the final stages of writing his book of Psychological Truths: Really good thinking for really great living. He&amp;#8217;s a psychiatrist, and he&amp;#8217;s been working on this book for nearly a decade, so I can&amp;#8217;t wait for it to be done. Anyway, though, I&amp;#8217;m sick and tired of the negativity around me that makes me believe we&amp;#8217;ve all got it bad.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We don&amp;#8217;t. We aren&amp;#8217;t starving, we aren&amp;#8217;t homeless, we are surviving. The fact is, things suck, but things are also epic. Finding a way to see the positive in life through any hardship is key.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So what I&amp;#8217;m really getting at is, today, it&amp;#8217;s Sunday. I am broke, but the sun is shining. I have old lovers I&amp;#8217;m still hurting from, but great friends building me up. I have a broken family, but they&amp;#8217;re always there. I may not have everything, but I have something. And my something is good enough for me. If I have 5 things that ruin my day, I&amp;#8217;ll list 10 that made it wonderful, and that&amp;#8217;s how I&amp;#8217;ll fall asleep every night with the satisfaction of another day lived. Let it be a lesson learned to be grateful for what you have, and not greedy for the things you don&amp;#8217;t.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/11249694772</link><guid>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/11249694772</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Oct 2011 17:45:14 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>Alright guys, the joke's over.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Whoever decided today was &amp;#8220;Fuck you, Chelsea,&amp;#8221; day needs a beating.

Oh, you want me to do 10 jobs at once and make sure no one tries to kill themselves?

Oh hey Mom, you quit your job? Again?
Oh you&amp;#8217;re moving too?
Oh, you have to find homes for all 3 dogs?

Sure, I&amp;#8217;ll take Frog to go get a state ID.
Oh, you have to have 2 pieces of mail at his current address?
But he&amp;#8217;s 18.
He still has to have his Mom prove his residence?
What if I say he&amp;#8217;s homeless?

Zona! Get out of there!
Oh, sorry, were you having sex?
Okay I&amp;#8217;ll just leave her in there.

Please today, end. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/11041559802</link><guid>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/11041559802</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2011 18:34:46 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>Unpopular Opinion</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It really bothers me seeing all these teenagers with gauged ears that you could fit a dildo through. Do they not realize that the majority of the job market is going to frown upon this? Or even worse, make you take them out so you have saggy grandma lobes. I dunno, if you plan on working at pizza hut for a living, be my guest.. but if not, why make such an impulsive decision that may require surgery in the end? Silly kids.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10914908063</link><guid>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10914908063</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Oct 2011 19:48:10 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>Have a little faith in me.</title><link>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10824956555</link><guid>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10824956555</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 17:28:27 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>hey myspace.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ls9surjmoS1qdc5g7o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;hey myspace.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10799187498</link><guid>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10799187498</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 00:04:03 -0600</pubDate><category>mirror pic</category><category>myspace</category><category>me</category></item><item><title>current hair. ready to go dark again.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ls9rwpv2ZG1qdc5g7o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;current hair. ready to go dark again.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10798797029</link><guid>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10798797029</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2011 23:43:36 -0600</pubDate><category>me</category></item><item><title>Random Acts of Kindness</title><description>&lt;p&gt;About a week ago I was driving down 7th east and when I hit the 2100&amp;#160;S intersection I noticed a lady on the side of the road holding a cardboard sign. The odd thing was though, she was dressed nice and looked like she wasn&amp;#8217;t homeless. As I read the sign it said &amp;#8220;Struggling Mom with preemie baby in ICU. Anything helps.&amp;#8221; I drove past her but my gut was telling me that I needed to turn around.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Maybe it was because my sister was in the ICU as a preemie, or maybe it&amp;#8217;s because I know the hardship of a struggling family trying to save the life of a child, or maybe I just wanted karma to take it easy on me&amp;#8230; but I headed to the ATM.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m not rolling in the dough by any means, but at the time I felt like $20 I would normally spend on gas or food could really help out someone who is scraping for change. I drove back to the corner and parked by the Starbucks across the street. I walked over and tapped her on the shoulder. I told her my sister was a preemie and I knew how tough it could be. She began to tell me that she gave birth in her home with no epidural and the baby was only 23 weeks along. She teared up and thanked me and I went on my way. I think I gain more satisfaction in hoping I make a difference in someones life rather than satisfying my own desires. It&amp;#8217;s a moment I won&amp;#8217;t forget.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And although karma did come around and bite me in the ass shortly thereafter, I hope she&amp;#8217;ll give me something good in return. No good deed goes unnoticed. I just wish there were more people in the world who did random acts of kindness, because someday you might be the one in need. Do unto others as you wish they would do unto you.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10797698440</link><guid>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10797698440</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2011 22:55:16 -0600</pubDate><category>kindness</category><category>struggle</category><category>baby</category><category>preemie</category></item><item><title>why did you move out? to where &amp; with who?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Millcreek area… and it was just necessary so I could focus on school and work and not be distracted by little kiddos.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10797381454</link><guid>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10797381454</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2011 22:43:24 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>why don't you have internet? did you move out?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Yeah I did move at the end of August. Internet is back though!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10700137048</link><guid>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10700137048</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Sep 2011 15:47:08 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>Better run faster than my bullet.</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="225" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/muHF7Bf9ryI?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;Better run faster than my bullet.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10611475238</link><guid>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10611475238</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Sep 2011 14:49:20 -0600</pubDate><category>foster the people</category><category>pumped up kicks</category><category>cris cab</category><category>cover</category><category>reggae</category></item><item><title>If you have any sense of good music...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.gigcount.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEzMTY3Mjk2MjcwMjgmcHQ9MTMxNjcyOTYzMDc3MyZwPTI3MDgxJmQ9cHJvX3BsYXllcl9maXJzdF9nZW4mZz*xJm89/NmRhODNkZjNkNDVjNDA1ZWE*ZWQzYmVmM2Q1YjAxNWImb2Y9MA==.gif" border="0" height="0" width="0"/&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="326" width="434"&gt;
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&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.reverbnation.com/widgets/trk/40/artist_1392432//t.gif" border="0" height="0" width="0"/&gt;&lt;img src="http://b.scorecardresearch.com/p?c1=2&amp;amp;c2=10349858&amp;amp;cv=2.0&amp;amp;cj=1" alt="ComScore" border="0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10532580696</link><guid>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10532580696</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Sep 2011 16:14:51 -0600</pubDate><category>dirty blonde</category><category>slc</category><category>utah</category><category>rock n roll</category></item><item><title>What would you change? How does this sadness affect your daily life? Is this person severly abusive or just as in love?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;What would I change? Nothing, this is something to learn from, regardless of the suck-factor.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Daily life… just hard to move on, as is any break up.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It’s hard to explain, but it was at first emotionally abusive, and then turned physical.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10531908028</link><guid>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10531908028</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Sep 2011 15:58:32 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>take me back to this.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrwm6kfcOG1qdc5g7o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;take me back to this.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10507656601</link><guid>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10507656601</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2011 21:11:08 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>i really don't want to be sad anymore.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;really. and truly.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10507375413</link><guid>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10507375413</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2011 21:03:25 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>do you not like questions anymore?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Yes I do! I just haven’t had a chance to get online other than when I use my phone… and I don’t think the tumblr app for iphone lets you view messages.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10386410597</link><guid>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10386410597</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Sep 2011 19:24:56 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>such a talented writer you are chels! so happy for your family.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Thank you, anon&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My brother has a pretty invasive surgery tomorrow, but hopefully after that he will get his voice back.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10386357860</link><guid>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10386357860</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Sep 2011 19:23:51 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>miss you updating everyday :/</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I am getting my internet back tomorrow so I will more often!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10386336708</link><guid>http://lettheheartbeat.tumblr.com/post/10386336708</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Sep 2011 19:23:25 -0600</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
