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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>Drowning Princess of Sweet Roses, Warm Love and No One’s Heart. 
And Rococo, Transylvania and Jack D’s. </description><title>Ana</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @neo-alice)</generator><link>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/ad084afbbb371364aa2ab5821c59ce23/tumblr_mn0fu1UsTz1sr1z1io1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50758457681</link><guid>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50758457681</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 00:22:06 +0300</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/771167e5d025440a89efa7ebe1c17b74/tumblr_mltsrd0Hd01qm0e7eo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50758146177</link><guid>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50758146177</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 00:17:55 +0300</pubDate></item><item><title>I can't wait for the pictures with your books, my princess...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Can’t you, that’s sweet. &lt;br/&gt;It seems I need to work on it a bit harder.  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50757264780</link><guid>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50757264780</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 00:05:50 +0300</pubDate></item><item><title>Video</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="225" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WZHGeg_0Rlo?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;</description><link>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50757169109</link><guid>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50757169109</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 00:04:31 +0300</pubDate></item><item><title>                                                       Tegan ♥</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/b25722638ad34dca1f7d58cf174aa9a9/tumblr_mlihmotqYm1roeseio1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                       Tegan &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50752300881</link><guid>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50752300881</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 22:58:00 +0300</pubDate></item><item><title>I swear it’s true ♥</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8gj9uVnpb1qieq9mo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I swear it’s true &lt;span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50752208770</link><guid>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50752208770</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 22:56:44 +0300</pubDate></item><item><title>The Good Thing I did today...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8230;is that I saved Ramona from The Killer New Flats by giving her a band-aid, so it wouldn&amp;#8217;t hurt that bad when she walked. Ramo, they will get more friendly in time, so keep walking! They are really pretty, they are worth the pain.      &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50751647293</link><guid>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50751647293</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 22:48:48 +0300</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/05bb4b82f3abbf7659c4c9e079f6c341/tumblr_mmo02v4LHO1rs4k52o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50751517018</link><guid>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50751517018</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 22:46:57 +0300</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/f9e8ce031c1302eab196953c6e90e870/tumblr_mliayhVOoM1rzte3jo2_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/cb5f2f00a29746cd73258a3f67bb4847/tumblr_mliayhVOoM1rzte3jo1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50750795830</link><guid>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50750795830</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 22:36:45 +0300</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1cc9c6E9w1qiq57oo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50750638225</link><guid>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50750638225</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 22:34:32 +0300</pubDate></item><item><title>I love this kind of embrace, so much, it’s my favorite...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/9be0bc56388a5cf2d0eb8b1332584b73/tumblr_mmzw3vzdm81rh1wv4o1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love this kind of embrace, so much, it’s my favorite one. It makes me feel safe and loved, like… I get my back covered, you know. And the fact that I can’t actually see the person, only feel, maybe smell, and that I don’t hug back, it makes me fear less of parting. They come for me, they want me. They love me. That’s what it makes me feel like.   &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50750312517</link><guid>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50750312517</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 22:29:58 +0300</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/c435e726325d515dad3c38ef8dd5bea7/tumblr_mmyqbuIfsF1rnt6czo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50749850502</link><guid>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50749850502</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 22:23:24 +0300</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/a7ae478c53f28117280a2d83b64d5109/tumblr_mjf4lo5VjA1qg9kfqo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50749843966</link><guid>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50749843966</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 22:23:18 +0300</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/a79173ca8f29dc5fd3c7001e998a92d2/tumblr_mgiwfhmycc1s39xfio1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50749835886</link><guid>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50749835886</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 22:23:11 +0300</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/273f78c96a253a92673de3fb2d695589/tumblr_mgh6xc644J1rpmeggo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50749826110</link><guid>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50749826110</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 22:23:03 +0300</pubDate></item><item><title>Today I went for a walk in my neighborhood, a daytime walk, a first one after quite a while. And for...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Today I went for a walk in my neighborhood, a daytime walk, a first one after quite a while. And for the same first time in a while, I had my mind clear and calm enough to actually see it. &lt;span&gt;And at some point I could see a boy coming from a small, perpendicular street, heading to cross the boulevard to its other side. I couldn&amp;#8217;t recognize him by his back, but I did when he turned around to me. And I didn&amp;#8217;t know how to react until he smiled brightly at me, a smile I could remember.&lt;!-- more --&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Truth is, he would have broken my heart if he hadn&amp;#8217;t smiled at me. He used to be my classmate, for eight years. He was the only boy I was actually getting along with, and the dearest to me from them all - until I fell in love - for he was the closest of a friend I had. He kind of invited himself at my 10 or 11 years party, even after being warned that he was going to be the only boy there - it was still that period when girls and boy were two separate teams. But he actually enjoyed himself, even if we put ribbons in his long enough hair. But that&amp;#8217;s a different memory.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;When we hugged in the last day of school, he told me that he hopes and waits to see me again after about two years. And it was actually about two years ago, and I swear that&amp;#8217;s what I was thinking just a bit before seeing him. I missed him. I wished to see him too, but I was nervous about the idea, for I didn&amp;#8217;t know if he would actually like to see me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;But he smiled, and waited for me to reach him, and we hugged. And he seemed so changed it astonished me. I used to know him as the small, thin boy, with big black eyes. And I could remember the tone of his voice so well - but his voice was so deep now, nothing like it was before. And his hair wasn&amp;#8217;t fluffy anymore, not that hairstyle we all the girls in the class tried to fix before album photos, but that kind of cut that&amp;#8217;s popular on boys these days. And he is so tall, taller than me, and he used to be smaller. But he still had that gorgeously bright smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;And I smiled back, and he hugged me! I guess I cut it off too quickly, I stood with him for less than a minute. But I was so nervous, and shy, oh! We just asked each other where are we going, I was walking and he was going to something related to the choir - he is still part of that choir, oh, what a joy! I hope he&amp;#8217;s still into breakdance too, and also I hope he is still friends with that other boy&amp;#8230; me and Catia still ship them if it happens to talk about them, they were so cute.&lt;br/&gt;And he hugged me! I missed him. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;I hope I&amp;#8217;ll see him again. He gave me such a warm feel of childhood, even if changed. I don&amp;#8217;t necessarily want to be friends or something, but really wish to ran into him from time to time. And also that other classmate I passed by today but couldn&amp;#8217;t say hi, for she was busy talking with somebody. I wish only some moments of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Not as if you&amp;#8217;d ever know, but I missed you, Vali! &lt;br/&gt;Chiar mi-a fost dor de tine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50675301347</link><guid>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50675301347</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 00:08:00 +0300</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/a6504a0d5be5b10ffa122fa0ef316edc/tumblr_mkjylnPlrC1qev349o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50675293762</link><guid>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50675293762</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 00:07:00 +0300</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6e3cmKWVl1qlp6aco1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50675268785</link><guid>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50675268785</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 00:06:00 +0300</pubDate></item><item><title>Everyone belongs to anyone. I belong to the world. </title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mc4bhwtqal1qaupwno1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone belongs to anyone. &lt;br/&gt;I belong to the world. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50675286356</link><guid>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50675286356</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 00:05:52 +0300</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/440fe08481b406e9649305c13fd59b31/tumblr_mm8z2jL2IO1rn2b3xo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50675180706</link><guid>http://neo-alice.tumblr.com/post/50675180706</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 00:04:22 +0300</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
