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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>I’m going to try and make the most out of this. I’ve found that I’m the happiest when I express myself, regardless of it being a good thing or a bad thing. I’ve come to realize that all things are possible with God walking right besides you. I wouldn’t be where I am today without the love and guidance from my parents and my siblings.</description><title>Giving something new an opportunity</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @cindyruiz90)</generator><link>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Audio</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_14592159897" src="http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/14592159897/audio_player_iframe/cindyruiz90/tumblr_lwl05wuQuU1qhaocb?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fcindyruiz90%2F14592159897%2Ftumblr_lwl05wuQuU1qhaocb" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="85"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/14592159897</link><guid>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/14592159897</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 2011 20:29:56 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwl01wFlv21qhaocbo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/14592036626</link><guid>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/14592036626</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 2011 20:27:32 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lslunhFQf21qhaocbo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/11066277947</link><guid>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/11066277947</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2011 14:14:05 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Those Eyes</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;you see those eyes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;they aren&amp;#8217;t crying over you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;you see those cheeks, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;they aren&amp;#8217;t stained with tears anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;you see those lips, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;they aren&amp;#8217;t repeating your name anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;those eyes have hope for a better day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;the cheeks are light pink once more, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;and those lips are in a smile saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;#8220;i&amp;#8217;ll be okay with or without you&amp;#8221;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/11066235778</link><guid>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/11066235778</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2011 14:12:35 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Expectation is the root of all heartache."</title><description>“Expectation is the root of all heartache.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;WIlliam Shakespeare&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/4111032206</link><guid>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/4111032206</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Mar 2011 13:19:57 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Sometimes you need to look at the problem from a different...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lif3en56ha1qhaocbo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes you need to look at the problem from a different angle, you never know what possibilities there are.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/4005133605</link><guid>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/4005133605</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 13:03:59 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Live like you’re dying."</title><description>“Live like you’re dying.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Chris Allen. &lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/4005089734</link><guid>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/4005089734</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 13:01:01 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Her Reality</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She’s sitting at the bar,&lt;br/&gt; thinking of the guy that has the ability to make her cry.&lt;br/&gt; Make tears run down her pretty little face,&lt;br/&gt; tears of both joy and sorrow.&lt;br/&gt; He’s done it again…&lt;br/&gt; Left her to stay up all night thinking about him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Time difference - distance,&lt;br/&gt; he sits in his studio…&lt;br/&gt; he picks up his phone, looks for her name…&lt;br/&gt; he can’t call her, she could be busy…&lt;br/&gt; he sends her a text…&lt;br/&gt; “hi :]“&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Miles away from her,&lt;br/&gt; he sits at his desk,&lt;br/&gt; intrigued in a conversation - &lt;br/&gt; with someone else.&lt;br/&gt; He knows she cares.&lt;br/&gt; Perhaps they are on different pages of this book,&lt;br/&gt; but how long will it take for him to realize,&lt;br/&gt; she’s not in front of her laptop anymore?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A few blocks from a bar,&lt;br/&gt; he kicks a rock towards the stoplight,&lt;br/&gt; he knows not what to think or yet alone do.&lt;br/&gt; He’s been trying to see her,&lt;br/&gt; he can’t bring himself to express himself,&lt;br/&gt; not through call, text or internet.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Her phone goes off- &lt;br/&gt; New Text Message.&lt;br/&gt; She opens it and laughs&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt; Typical of his behavior.&lt;br/&gt; She checks her social network-&lt;br/&gt; “Let’s have coffee”-&lt;br/&gt; That’s nice of him.&lt;br/&gt; She looks down at her instant message…&lt;br/&gt; no reply.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Her heart slowly breaks.&lt;br/&gt; They are everything she wants in a guy – &lt;br/&gt; just not the guy she thinks she wants.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/3874237162</link><guid>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/3874237162</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2011 05:09:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Understanding the great picture...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I can&amp;#8217;t ask for patience, &lt;br/&gt;
because I&amp;#8217;ll receive more patience - topped with more problems.&lt;br/&gt;
I can&amp;#8217;t ask why,&lt;br/&gt;
because I&amp;#8217;ll only receive more questions.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s hard to make a decision,&lt;br/&gt;
especially when the decision doesn&amp;#8217;t solely affect you.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s being that responsible, dependable person -&lt;br/&gt;
in so many lives that ruins the flexibility of your own.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I want that certainty that you&amp;#8217;ve always been there for me,&lt;br/&gt;
and will continue to be so.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;When I look back -&lt;br/&gt;
I want to see two sets of footsteps&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;
One mine, and one yours.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I know that if I look back to see single footsteps,&lt;br/&gt;
they aren&amp;#8217;t mine&amp;#8230;. but yours.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Just help me through this -&lt;br/&gt;
just as you have with everything else that life has thrown at me.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;That&amp;#8217;s all I ask.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/3865221779</link><guid>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/3865221779</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Mar 2011 19:50:58 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Respect </title><description>&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s a funny feeling, having strangers walk into your space and take over. Realizing no one cares, no one considered what you had to say or do. It&amp;#8217;s that same feeling that makes you realize that you are more than that. That lack of consideration, that lack of respect sends everything down the drain. As adults, we are claimed to treat everyone with the respect they deserve. You, deserve nothing. You are asking for this. I have no respect for someone who belittles me, someone who finds no need to keep me in consideration. Someone as selfish and ignorant as yourself. I can only respect those who respect me- to some extent. The respect you once deserved is now lost and there is no way of getting it back&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/3685477191</link><guid>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/3685477191</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Mar 2011 15:08:17 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Morning Sex, Relationships.</title><description>Me: &lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Having sex in the morning releases the feel-good chemical oxytocin, which makes couples feel loving and bonded all day long," says Debby Herbenick, Ph.D., author of Because It Feels Good. It makes you stronger and more beautiful too: Morning sex can strengthen your immune system for the day by enhancing your levels of IgA, an antibody that protects against infection. And climaxing releases chemicals that boost levels of estrogen, which improves the tone and texture of your skin and hair.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
scientifically proven&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
anyhowwwwwwwwwwwww&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
since i'm not getting morning sex b/c it's almost noon anyways&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Him:&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
....so love is a chemical thing&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Him:&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
its not real&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me:&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
idk&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
you tell me&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
maybe - hence the saying "there was chemistry between them"&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
your chemicals attract the other chemicals&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
you know that who saying "you bring the best out of me"&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
maybe&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
b/c those chemicals make a person happier/prettier?&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Him:&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
relationships is just a way to fill a gap to your injured self... cause you are broken you need something to fill it with&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me:&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
....&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Him:&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
heard the expression .. in love with the feeling of love&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me:&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
i don't like that feeling&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
you always get hurt&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Him:&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
it doesn't matter who it is. as long as the help you fill your broken self&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me:&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
either by that feeling or the person you are in love with&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Him:&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
you are in love with someone cause you want to feel love&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me:&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
so you are even worse off than before&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Him:&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
or to be loved&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me:&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
???&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
i have a feeling you're out to do something...&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
i don't like it&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
two things could happen&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Him:&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
hahhaa. sorry .. my psy class. is BOMB&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
learning alot from my professor&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me:&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
1. you accept the fact that you need someone in your life, who puts up with you - flaws included (i.e. humor that comes off as a JERK)&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
2. you deny the fact that it exists - not love necessarily, but that connection that could exist, when you learn to respect each other, be there for each other unconditionally, and bring out the best in the other (i.e. motivate the other to be a better person: student, siblings, son/daughter)&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
weirdo... talking psychology while i'm listening to love songs... way to kill my mood&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
:p&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Him:&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
hahah</description><link>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/3567993950</link><guid>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/3567993950</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2011 15:15:01 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>This song, is one that most girls can identify with.
Looking...</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_3561598826" src="http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/3561598826/audio_player_iframe/cindyruiz90/tumblr_lhbm030cI61qhaocb?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fcindyruiz90%2F3561598826%2Ftumblr_lhbm030cI61qhaocb" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="85"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;This song, is one that most girls can identify with.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Looking into that guy’s eyes and wishing on them, that he feels the same way.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/3561598826</link><guid>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/3561598826</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2011 04:21:39 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Self Portrait.
10.2010
Le Royale
Purple, Curled Hair, Simple...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhbls2Xj8f1qhaocbo1_100.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Self Portrait.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;10.2010&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Le Royale&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Purple, Curled Hair, Simple Make Up&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/3561565488</link><guid>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/3561565488</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2011 04:16:50 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Walking Away Without Regrets</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m not in the situation to argue&lt;br/&gt; I’m no one to judge.&lt;br/&gt; I’m not willing to let you break me&lt;br/&gt; I want to be able to stand my own ground.&lt;br/&gt; I believe in what I believe&lt;br/&gt; Whether it pleases you or not.&lt;br/&gt; It’s been said “if you don’t stand for what you believe in, you’ll fall for anything”&lt;br/&gt; I’m not falling for your lies, your arrogance, your manipulation.&lt;br/&gt; I’m someone worth something,&lt;br/&gt; To start – I’m worth my own self respect.&lt;br/&gt; To end its worthy of my fighting for my sanity.&lt;br/&gt; I’m done with this; it’s the end of the book&lt;br/&gt; Whether you like it or not&lt;br/&gt; I can walk away from this without regrets,&lt;br/&gt; You old friend – walk away with a conscious full of guilt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/3561539755</link><guid>http://cindyruiz90.tumblr.com/post/3561539755</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2011 04:12:58 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
