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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>My attempts and failures with all the men I meet.</description><title>My Life as Juliet Capulet</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @missrileysreallife)</generator><link>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/9313b8ef4ca935cf22ce0fdf313de680/tumblr_mg9r83LooS1qjd1y3o1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/ee964d0478dd8beea0207cbddf267e5c/tumblr_mg9r83LooS1qjd1y3o2_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/2a5fc2b4dd6b4f97717d3acc87885203/tumblr_mg9r83LooS1qjd1y3o3_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/ec08514496e0314a5742ba56da3ad590/tumblr_mg9r83LooS1qjd1y3o4_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/c9db8a1ba787e2ab2e37878a0b541b0d/tumblr_mg9r83LooS1qjd1y3o5_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/a6d05da2811401c38a1f696e9b542a6f/tumblr_mg9r83LooS1qjd1y3o6_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/97378b91d5c2a962abae95a23ddbd6a3/tumblr_mg9r83LooS1qjd1y3o7_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/c1ff1514c86f7521ac6da10fc78769e3/tumblr_mg9r83LooS1qjd1y3o8_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/d78113f078a5bb4261c151f7cc2675e3/tumblr_mg9r83LooS1qjd1y3o9_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/40277006417</link><guid>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/40277006417</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2013 15:12:37 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>Joey  </title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/5df96bebe1901ae780e7eab352349872/tumblr_mg40x72mLj1qigluvo1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/a7bc1de5ab345debc470f65ff8318ad0/tumblr_mg40x72mLj1qigluvo2_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/9905eb82d6d9c39682a91a8fa46f3a97/tumblr_mg40x72mLj1qigluvo3_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/3667fbbae4e53c0895832acf876b31af/tumblr_mg40x72mLj1qigluvo4_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/5307c8cb27ab5ba5d9cd43e8f3f99100/tumblr_mg40x72mLj1qigluvo5_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joey  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/40276880347</link><guid>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/40276880347</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2013 15:10:57 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>Control.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;What gives either of you the right to sit and tell me that I am going nowhere with my life. One of you had a baby when you were my age and the other was doing EXACTLY what I am doing. I&amp;#8217;m not saying that I am perfect and my path hasn&amp;#8217;t been easy, but I am trying. You guys wonder why I want to stay away from all of you. You wonder why I don&amp;#8217;t want to be around any of you. You guys are bullies! God forbid you say something nice or encouraging. That&amp;#8217;s a crazy concept. Why would they do that? You are far too busy judging my decisions that you are too fucking stupid to realize that my mind about most of the things you question is MADE UP. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Enjoy the control while you have it bitches.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/38884402805</link><guid>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/38884402805</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Dec 2012 13:15:28 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>Fall 2012 MUST-HAVES</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Now even though it is only July, I feel it is only necessary to start brainstorming my fall wardrobe. I have a lot already that I can transition from spring, but these are a few pieces I have yet to find.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;White loose blouse&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oversized sweater&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brown wedge booties&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Color: yellow &amp;amp; burnt orange&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Flowing pastel skirt&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/26794967850</link><guid>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/26794967850</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2012 19:07:25 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>:)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5j97p2lFh1qd360vo1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5j97p2lFh1qd360vo2_250.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5j97p2lFh1qd360vo3_250.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5j97p2lFh1qd360vo4_r1_250.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5j97p2lFh1qd360vo5_250.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5j97p2lFh1qd360vo6_250.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/25901723720</link><guid>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/25901723720</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Jun 2012 22:09:29 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>LOVE</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m60cviMrbB1qe6ejeo1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m60cviMrbB1qe6ejeo2_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m60cviMrbB1qe6ejeo3_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m60cviMrbB1qe6ejeo4_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m60cviMrbB1qe6ejeo5_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m60cviMrbB1qe6ejeo6_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOVE&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/25886365206</link><guid>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/25886365206</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Jun 2012 18:28:30 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Joshua.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;He is absolutely amazing, wonderful, caring, I mean I could go on and on and on and on. He makes me happier than I have been in such a long. I could see myself with this man for a very long time and that&amp;#8217;s something I never thought I would be able to confidently. I am falling in love with this guy so fast.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/25510539023</link><guid>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/25510539023</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2012 11:35:07 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Oh Decisions, Decisions...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;So I am faced with a somewhat difficult decision. A gentleman has shown interest and now I must decide if I want to pursue something, or remain single and continue to have fun and hate life simultaneously.  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/22553420537</link><guid>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/22553420537</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 May 2012 18:59:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>One HELL Of A Weekend.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I really outdid myself this weekend. Really outdid myself. Two drunk hook ups in less than 24 hours. I underestimated how slutty I could be. The first one, well, he was a random. Someone I cannot stand when sober. He&amp;#8217;s an asshole and is pretty arrogant, and to him I am a bitch. But somehow by the end of the night, we both really liked each other. Now the other one, wow. WOW. He is a 10 and HARD 10. And I GOT HIM! AND EVEN BETTER? I have pictures to prove it. One of the avid bar-goers sent me a picture they took of us making out at the bar with the caption, &amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;re such a whore.&amp;#8221; Point taken and proud of it.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/22461593104</link><guid>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/22461593104</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 May 2012 13:51:11 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Destined For Disappointment. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;I am the QUEEN of getting dis and dismissed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It doesn&amp;#8217;t matter how well I think I know someone, they always end up doing exactly what I know they are going to or what i fear most. Screwing me over. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He screwed me over. Royally. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So the scoreboard for 2012 reads:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Assets (boobs and ass; which what most men see in me): 2&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Erica: 0&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/21631996055</link><guid>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/21631996055</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Apr 2012 23:49:26 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>National Kiss Day....</title><description>&lt;p&gt;National Kiss day and this is all I have to show for it&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2ej3whJUr1r4x54p.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/21010700706</link><guid>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/21010700706</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Apr 2012 23:57:38 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Mr. Forbi....Who?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I am completely smitten. I cannot even explain what it is. What he has. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All I can say is, Mr&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;who?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/20829082747</link><guid>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/20829082747</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Apr 2012 00:17:24 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>In Review:</title><description>&lt;p&gt;He just makes me melt. I build the way up and with one smile it tumbles. And just like the wall, I have fallen. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is awful. Worst thing that could happen.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/20102602744</link><guid>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/20102602744</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Mar 2012 23:03:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Run-In With A Brother....Literally</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m just going to cut to the chase with this one. I was downtown with a couple girlfriends and planning on meeting some classmate for a couple drinks. As I sat at the bar, I could feel eyes burning in my back. It was Mr. Forbidden&amp;#8217;s brother.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now, I see his brother quite a bit. He comes into our place of employment with his wife and more often than not with a large group of friends. And somehow they always seem to come in when I am working. I have no problem with any of them, they are always very nice to me. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He finally made his way over to me and began to make small talk. I could smell the Old Mill and Bud on his breath so I knew whatever was about to come out of his mouth was only because he has had enough liquid courage to say it. He decided that this was the best time to talk about my feelings Mr. Forbidden. I knew that he knew, but I never thought that he would say something to me. I attempted to not show my shock when he called me out, because I was completely caught off guard. I played it cool and just said, &amp;#8220;_____, I&amp;#8217;ll admit it. I do like your brother. However he doesn&amp;#8217;t like me and I am okay with it. He wants to be single and do his own thing and that&amp;#8217;s totally fine. I cannot change him or his mind and I shouldn&amp;#8217;t have to.&amp;#8221; His brother&amp;#8217;s response, &amp;#8220;He does like you! I know he does! And we all like you, we think you are great.&amp;#8221; Now hearing this boosted my ego, but I also knew it was untrue and I made that clear to his brother. That Mr. Forbidden does NOT like in the same way I like him. He brother continued to try and convince me I was wrong, but in the end I convinced him that I was right. He was bummed that I was right, but his final words to me, &amp;#8220;I will need to have a talk to him.&amp;#8221; Whatever. I cannot change how Mr. Forbidden feels about me and me about him. It is what it is. I wish it was different, but it isn&amp;#8217;t. I wish it was black and white, but it&amp;#8217;s not. It&amp;#8217;s gray. Gray. Gray. Gray.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/19970151829</link><guid>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/19970151829</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2012 16:20:44 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Single But...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;He will be worth the wait.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/19615376173</link><guid>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/19615376173</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Mar 2012 23:56:29 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Oldies But Goodies.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s springtime! I absolutely love the weather we have had lately. It also means spring break which brings home friends I haven&amp;#8217;t seen in quite some time. It&amp;#8217;s one of my favorite things, seeing and catching up with old friends. It always goes by way too fast, I&amp;#8217;m sure the excessive amount of alcohol we consume when together doesn&amp;#8217;t help. However, spring break brings home people I also CANNOT stand. In light of everyone coming home, Mr. Forbidden and I had our first drunk run-in since our awkward talk 2 weeks ago. He was SO drunk. I haven&amp;#8217;t seen him like that in over 2 months, and to my surprise I was completely and utterly grossed out. He was so sloppy and all over the place. I didn&amp;#8217;t even want to talk to him, but unfortunately he saw me. He didn&amp;#8217;t say much and didn&amp;#8217;t get too close to me. Which is a good thing considering he is so dirty I am lucky I didn&amp;#8217;t catch anything from him before. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway, back go loving this time of year. I enjoy the attractive men it brings back into this hunkydonk town. It gives me a little bit of a challenge, as whorey as that sounds. I don&amp;#8217;t care anymore. If I can&amp;#8217;t get a boyfriend worthy then I might as well have fun while I can. Right?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/19222966660</link><guid>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/19222966660</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 23:37:14 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>My Take On Weirdos...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Is something in the water? I swear there has to be. Why is that all the fucking weirdos (sorry for the colorful language) and creepers that have to like ME and none of the normal nice ones? I just don&amp;#8217;t stand. Is  it something I do that attracts them? Why me? Why is it that everyone else can find it or something I yearn for? What am I missing?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/18939143401</link><guid>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/18939143401</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2012 00:31:00 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>I want this. Enough said.</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="225" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rzMQu4zTtK8?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;I want this. Enough said.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/18889181779</link><guid>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/18889181779</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Mar 2012 23:01:40 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>Lonely Post.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I have a problem, and I think I have kind of figured it out a little bit. I have this vision in my head, that I am going to meet someone and they are going to completely sweep me off my feet. And for whatever reason I get so worked up with almost all the guys I go out with and most of them are jackholes. I just want what everyone else seems to be able to find and I just CAN&amp;#8217;T.  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/18779956116</link><guid>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/18779956116</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Mar 2012 23:57:28 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>One Final Goodbye.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I have to see Mr. Forbidden tonight for the first time since I talked to him about how I had been feeling. I want to believe that things won&amp;#8217;t be awkward. I don&amp;#8217;t know how it will be, maybe it will be great. I doubt it, but it&amp;#8217;s good to be positive right?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have closed the last chapter in my life and I need to start another one; a better one. So in the spirit of that:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Goodbye Clint. Goodbye to all the shit you put me through. Goodbye to all the verbal abuse I took from you. Goodbye to all the love I had for you. Goodbye to it all. Enjoy sleeping with random girls and wishing it was me. Enjoy watching all of your friends find someone to love while you wish you could go back and change things. I&amp;#8217;m going places and will find someone. As for you, you&amp;#8217;re going no where, fast. Enjoy it.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/18617677915</link><guid>http://missrileysreallife.tumblr.com/post/18617677915</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2012 14:18:00 -0600</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
