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“there is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.”  ~ maya angelou 


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</description><title>little grey book</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @littlegreybook)</generator><link>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>blua:

If I can’t have love I’ll take sunshine
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/f26a4c833b9c46bca72b1cc4c5e4043a/tumblr_mfngcoxTbK1qz6f9yo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://blua.tumblr.com/post/49409957001/if-i-cant-have-love-ill-take-sunshine" target="_blank"&gt;blua&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I can’t have love I’ll take sunshine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50646421390</link><guid>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50646421390</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 07:39:29 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"It seemed like you could know me. Like you could understand anything I told you. And the more we..."</title><description>“It seemed like you could know me. Like you could understand anything I told you. And the more we spoke, I knew why. The same things excited us. The same things concerned us.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Jay Asher, &lt;em&gt;Thirteen Reasons Why&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://rainydaysandblankets.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;rainydaysandblankets&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50646347171</link><guid>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50646347171</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 07:37:13 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>nevver:

Under her door</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/64e08242b2caa1188eccd0c4a17328ce/tumblr_mmxfyqgP7i1qz6f9yo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thisisnthappiness.com/post/50634641911/under-her-door" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;nevver&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://personalmessageblog.blogspot.com/2013/05/under-her-door.html" target="_blank"&gt;Under her door&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50646229279</link><guid>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50646229279</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 07:33:36 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>nevver:

Fred Wilson
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/041f408a06fe251a791a2bfa3d333b2f/tumblr_mmunyotWvY1qz6f9yo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thisisnthappiness.com/post/50505220047/fred-wilson" target="_blank"&gt;nevver&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.formfiftyfive.com/2013/05/oak/" target="_blank"&gt;Fred Wilson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50548276957</link><guid>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50548276957</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 22:33:58 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"It feels good to think about you when I’m warm in bed. I feel as if you’re curled up there beside..."</title><description>“It feels good to think about you when I’m warm in bed. I feel as if you’re curled up there beside me, fast asleep. And I think how great it would be if it were true.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Haruki Murakami (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://hellanne.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;hellanne&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50547831274</link><guid>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50547831274</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 22:28:43 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Like all dreamers I confuse disenchantment with truth."</title><description>“Like all dreamers I confuse disenchantment with truth.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Jean-Paul Sarte   (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://mercurieux.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;mercurieux&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50547761803</link><guid>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50547761803</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 22:27:53 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Miss someone until they come back, or until you come back, until their absence in your life becomes..."</title><description>“Miss someone until they come back, or until you come back, until their absence in your life becomes something to be avoided at all costs. Miss them until you don’t have to anymore, until you’re reunited in your favorite booth in your favorite restaurant ordering your favorite meal, miss them until it feels like you never left. Or miss them until you can’t anymore, until the things you miss are identified and cataloged as things and not a person, until you figure out that easy company and long talks and unblinking, all-knowing eye contact will find you again the way they found you the first time. Miss someone until you don’t.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Stephanie Georgopulus (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://hellanne.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;hellanne&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50458335119</link><guid>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50458335119</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 20:27:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/e9e1b9d3c38f73b30ce8b25eb39475a5/tumblr_mmoaywHAAq1rtxj3eo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50306665347</link><guid>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50306665347</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 21:19:29 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"‘I care,’ he said in a trembling voice. ‘I care so much that I do not know how to tell you without..."</title><description>“‘I care,’ he said in a trembling voice. ‘I care so much that I do not know how to tell you without it seeming inconsequential compared to how I feel. Even if I am distant at times and seem as if I do not want to be with you, it is only because this scares me, too.’”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Aimee Carter, The Goddess Test (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://durianquotes.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;durianquotes&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50203205653</link><guid>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50203205653</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 19:05:41 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"And I. I too. Quite collected at cocktail parties, meanwhile in my head I’m undergoing open-heart..."</title><description>“And I. I too. Quite collected at cocktail parties, meanwhile in my head I’m undergoing open-heart surgery.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Anne Sexton (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://saltwatercures.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;saltwatercures&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50163353131</link><guid>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50163353131</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 09:22:29 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"You’ll need coffee shops and sunsets and road trips. Airplanes and passports and new songs and old..."</title><description>“You’ll need coffee shops and sunsets and road trips. Airplanes and passports and new songs and old songs, but people more than anything else. You will need other people and you will need to be that other person to someone else, a living breathing screaming invitation to believe better things.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Jamie Tworkowski (via &lt;a href="http://33113.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;33113&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50155702785</link><guid>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50155702785</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 06:00:18 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"You’re not single because your standards are too high. Good for you for having standards. It’s not..."</title><description>“You’re not single because your standards are too high. Good for you for having standards. It’s not because you didn’t like that really, really good guy who wanted to take you on a date and you just weren’t feeling it. And it’s not because you like to wear pajama pants as soon as you get home and wash all the makeup off your face. You’re not single because you didn’t learn enough from the past or would rather chill on a Friday night with your blanket and a cold beer than shower, get ready, and go out. You’re not single because something is wrong with you. 
&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
You are single because you are single. It’s really as simple as that. You haven’t made the connection with another heart yet. You can get dolled up, dress cute, cut your hair, dye your hair, tweeze your eyebrows, put on lipstick and you may still. be. single. You can go out to a bar hoping to meet the love of your life and not find a damn one in the place attractive. And it’s going to remain that way until it’s time for you to find one. Stop hoping for it. Start living the life that you do have instead of wishing for things that you don’t have. There will come a time you’ll meet a boy and you’ll have to give up some of this single freedom you currently have. Start being more thankful. Start doing that now.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://thoughtcatalog.com/2012/why-youre-single/" target="_blank"&gt;Why You’re Single | Thought Catalog&lt;/a&gt;  (via &lt;a href="http://thatkindofwoman.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;thatkindofwoman&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50054324993</link><guid>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50054324993</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 May 2013 21:09:08 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/0e31a37e1f15218ec966c0bcffca2463/tumblr_mlycffdemY1qbfr2ho1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50054106089</link><guid>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/50054106089</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 May 2013 21:06:22 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/98011078542cb823dc6e8e8dbafac589/tumblr_mfxa754kSk1s27u8ro1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/49968700700</link><guid>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/49968700700</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 May 2013 19:31:17 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/9942fa8ec47fee71ec28a2b1365cff1e/tumblr_mds49dXjEh1rg3qfwo1_r1_400.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/49810924763</link><guid>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/49810924763</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 May 2013 19:41:16 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/336bdae29b1a79b96e3e76bce94a6414/tumblr_mijunc08pz1qg9kfqo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/49810726037</link><guid>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/49810726037</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 May 2013 19:38:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>“The less I needed, the better I felt.”Charles Bukowski</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcvolkXpeM1r03wbio1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;“The less I needed, the better I felt.”&lt;br/&gt;Charles Bukowski&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/49781842191</link><guid>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/49781842191</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 May 2013 12:42:39 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Date yourself. Take yourself out to eat. Don’t share your popcorn at the movies with anyone. Stroll..."</title><description>“Date yourself. Take yourself out to eat. Don’t share your popcorn at the movies with anyone. Stroll around an art museum alone. Fall in love with canvases. Fall in love with yourself.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;(via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://mirroir.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;mirroir&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/49781477759</link><guid>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/49781477759</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 May 2013 12:35:38 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>“Well, let it pass, he thought; April is over, April is over....</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcda13sDtd1qazfn1o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Well, let it pass, he thought; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;F. Scott Fitzgerald, Magnetism &lt;br/&gt;(via theotherway)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/49322517192</link><guid>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/49322517192</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2013 21:25:50 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>lostintheneverneverland:

 

“You can ask the universe for all...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/87455a8dd2ff9d5395c34918507b1524/tumblr_mlvditXBL91qztsrto1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lostintheneverneverland.tumblr.com/post/49313670960" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;lostintheneverneverland&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://conflictingheart.tumblr.com/post/49269597320" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="tumblr_blog"&gt;“&lt;span class="quote"&gt;You can ask the universe for all the signs you want, but ultimately, we see what we want to see when we’re ready to see it.&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ How I Met Your Mother&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/49322423993</link><guid>http://littlegreybook.tumblr.com/post/49322423993</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2013 21:24:45 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
