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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></description><title>LOVE ME FOREVER</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @kathreenah)</generator><link>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>"Life really is a beautiful thing. And yes, sometimes it takes some really difficult obstacles to..."</title><description>“Life really is a beautiful thing. And yes, sometimes it takes some really difficult obstacles to happen to realize that.”</description><link>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/12490327749</link><guid>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/12490327749</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Nov 2011 19:39:59 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>ayoitskrista:

When people just argue for the sake of arguing, it really pisses me off. I do it...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://ayoitskrista.tumblr.com/post/10418259682"&gt;ayoitskrista&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;When people just argue for the sake of arguing, it really pisses me off. I do it sometimes but I’m only joking around. When people just take joy out of pissing others off and getting a rise out of others, I just want to push them off a building or something.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/10434416061</link><guid>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/10434416061</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2011 01:19:03 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkmsdcUUWX1qaobbko1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/9829179535</link><guid>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/9829179535</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Sep 2011 06:04:02 -0400</pubDate><category>text</category></item><item><title>"A strong girl is a someone who can cry herself to sleep at night and wake up with a smile on her..."</title><description>“A strong girl is a someone who can cry herself to sleep at night and wake up with a smile on her face.”</description><link>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/9828724634</link><guid>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/9828724634</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Sep 2011 05:31:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Do you know what’s hard after making other people happy? It’s when they don’t..."</title><description>“Do you know what’s hard after making other people happy? It’s when they don’t realize that you also need someone to do the same.”</description><link>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/9828712924</link><guid>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/9828712924</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Sep 2011 05:30:59 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhsoaeoLHi1qaobbko1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/8555170585</link><guid>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/8555170585</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Aug 2011 08:36:52 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhowjkfpvG1qaobbko1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/8469879213</link><guid>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/8469879213</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Aug 2011 08:46:09 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Take a look at your actions. You realize right and you know it. Maybe sometimes it’s time to realize..."</title><description>“Take a look at your actions. You realize right and you know it. Maybe sometimes it’s time to realize that you owe people a debt you can never pay off. Hope you still know your values cause one day if you fall I will be the first to gloat over it. Ungratefulness is never a kind thing to do man.”</description><link>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/8469845133</link><guid>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/8469845133</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Aug 2011 08:44:09 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhozr38MvQ1qaobbko1_400.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/8469698115</link><guid>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/8469698115</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Aug 2011 08:35:28 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>
In many ways, the work of a critic is easy. We risk very...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln0i23TWyf1qfenvro1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;In many ways, the work of a critic is easy. We risk very little, yet enjoy a position over those who offer up their work and their selves to our judgment. We thrive on negative criticism, which is fun to write and to read. But the bitter truth we critics must face, is that in the grand scheme of things, the average piece of junk is probably more meaningful than our criticism designating it so. But there are times when a critic truly risks something, and that is in the discovery and defense of the new. The world is often unkind to new talents, new creations. The new needs friends. Last night, I experienced something new; an extraordinary meal from a singularly unexpected source. To say that both the meal and its maker have challenged my preconceptions about fine cooking, is a gross understatement. They have rocked me to my &lt;em&gt;core&lt;/em&gt;. In the past, I have made no secret of my disdain for Chef Gusteau’s famous motto, “Anyone can cook”. But I realize — only now do I truly understand what he meant. Not everyone can become a great artist, but a great artist can come from &lt;em&gt;anywhere&lt;/em&gt;. It is difficult to imagine more humble origins than those of the genius now cooking at Gusteau’s, who is, in this critic’s opinion, nothing less than the finest chef in France. I will be returning to Gusteau’s soon, hungry for more.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;-&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Anton Ego&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (from Ratatouille)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/8469553568</link><guid>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/8469553568</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Aug 2011 08:26:51 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lp9xw1IBCE1qc59fmo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/8460630647</link><guid>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/8460630647</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Aug 2011 01:07:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldojv7VkI21qe0hneo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/8460581465</link><guid>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/8460581465</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Aug 2011 01:05:51 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Goodnight and sweet dreams, lovely followers.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://cakemeup.tumblr.com/post/7957476237" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;cakemeup&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just once, I’d like to go to bed happy and wake up the same. But I can’t cause I’m blaaaa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/7970505100</link><guid>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/7970505100</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Jul 2011 10:30:24 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Why waste your time getting hurt by someone, when there’s someone else out there waiting to..."</title><description>“Why waste your time getting hurt by someone, when there’s someone else out there waiting to make you happy? Wee :)”</description><link>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/7970240618</link><guid>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/7970240618</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Jul 2011 10:18:44 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo7dre2leN1qmw6g2o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/7970231747</link><guid>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/7970231747</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Jul 2011 10:18:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"The purpose of life is not to win but to grow and share.. When you come to look back on all that..."</title><description>“The purpose of life is not to win but to grow and share.. When you come to look back on all that you’ve done in life, you will get more satisfaction from the pleasure you have brought into other people’s lives than the times that you outdid and defeated them..:)”</description><link>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/7906849282</link><guid>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/7906849282</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jul 2011 20:49:53 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo3gizHVMr1qlaa6wo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/7906232028</link><guid>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/7906232028</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jul 2011 20:34:12 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>COLORFUL EUPHORIA: The Story of The Pencil – By Paulo Coelho</title><description>&lt;a href="http://hues-and-happiness.tumblr.com/post/4577923596"&gt;COLORFUL EUPHORIA: The Story of The Pencil – By Paulo Coelho&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://hues-and-happiness.tumblr.com/post/4577923596"&gt;hues-and-happiness&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The story is excerpted from the book written by Paulo Coelho “Like The Flowing River”. A boy was watching his grandmother write a letter. At one point, he asked:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;‘Are you writing a story about what we’ve done? Is it a story about me?’&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;His grandmother stopped writing her letter and said to…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/7905967307</link><guid>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/7905967307</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jul 2011 20:27:15 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"There is suffering in life, and there are defeats. No one can avoid them. But it’s better to lose..."</title><description>“There is suffering in life, and there are defeats. No one can avoid them. But it’s better to lose some of the battles in the struggles for your dreams than to be defeated without ever knowing what you’re fighting for.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Paolo Coelho (via &lt;a href="http://theindiedarling.tumblr.com/"&gt;theindiedarling&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/7905937876</link><guid>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/7905937876</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jul 2011 20:26:28 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>When I had nothing to lose, I had everything. When I stopped being who I am, I found myself.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://cakemeup.tumblr.com/post/5672289609"&gt;cakemeup&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;- &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paulo Coelho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;; &lt;em&gt;Eleven minutes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/7905908565</link><guid>http://kathreenah.tumblr.com/post/7905908565</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jul 2011 20:25:42 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
