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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>BAM!!! A spontaneous burst of life, energy, and vitality, always living in the present, living for a rush.  All about the moments that take your breath away, take a ride…and I’ll shake up your world. Take a chance.  Never looking down I’m just in awe of what’s in front of me.  Light a cigarette to commemorate the occasion.  When life hands you lemons you paint that shit gold, when life throws sand in your face swallow it, light your ass on fire, and shit out a beautiful 6 foot glass bong.  Take a hit and soak up the feelings and sensations thanking your intuition.  Compliment this with a cold 7-Up contemplating everything present in your life and how this gives testament to the person you are and the person you are becoming.  Drink to every moment, because nothing lasts forever.  Drink, girls, drink more, more girls.  Another night out, another dancefloor.  Grab an accountant to calculate quantity vs. quality of ass.  Times that number by ten.  You’re the shit right?  Until you meet that special someone.  Embrace your feelings as the rush comes.  Captivating, enthralling.  A myriad of different emotions.  Your feelings stretch passed the cosmos/ passed the stars, passed Venus/ passed Mars.  She exudes confidence, eloquence, elegance, and xxx which ignites your inner being.  Laugh at nothing, point out the obvious, be stupid together.  She is perfect,nonetheless.  The fact that life is so fragile and can come and go like a shooting star makes it more beautiful.  Life isn’t about how many breaths you take, but about the moments that take your breath away.  Just be</description><title>Drive</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @martinojascastro)</generator><link>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>David Dieda's "The Way of the Superior Man"</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It is time to evolve beyond the macho jerk ideal, all spine and no heart.  It is also time to evolve beyond the sensitive and caring wimp ideal, all heart and no spine.  Heart and spine must be united in a single man, and then gone beyond in the fullest expression of love and consciousness possible, which requires a deep relaxation into the infinite openness of this present moment.  And this takes a new kind of guts.  This is The Way of the Superior Man. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/2870083261</link><guid>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/2870083261</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Jan 2011 02:05:14 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;1.  Gabe: I honestly don&amp;#8217;t know where to start.  I leave in 4 days.  The last time we were separated was when we went to different high schools and that proved devastating for both of us.  This seems like a lose-lose situation for me.  I&amp;#8217;ve met so many nice people the last time I visited USF and despite having fun with all of these new people, you are not there. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2.  Samantha:  I miss you and we never chill, but you&amp;#8217;re living you&amp;#8217;re life starting going to school, friends, etc.  We&amp;#8217;re not as close but I love you, Aaden, and Darwin.  I never say this enough, but I am so proud of you and in many ways, I aspire to be like you.  I see nothing but great things in your future and success that is not only measured in wealth, but other things as well. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3.  Nanang:  You are the strongest person that I have ever known and are the light of my life.  I am who I am because of you.  I honestly cannot write down my feelings because I cannot see an adequate answer that can suffice. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;4.  Mr. Charles Skinner:  I met you during a period in my life where there was much turmoil.  I can&amp;#8217;t even describe the feelings that I was feeling and I felt that I didn&amp;#8217;t have a purpose or direction in terms of where my life was heading.  When I met with you about my decision to apply to USF in January, you provided me with a sense of purpose and belonging.  You said that you would do everything in your power to get me into USF.  I felt like someone was finally on my side and you have no idea how it felt to have someone fight for you.  During this point of my life, the world was crashing down on me and I saw no light at the end of the tunnel.  But, you cared about me and let me know that I was a cause worth fighting for.  Your death came to me as a shock.  I stood alone in the dark crying for days.  You have no idea about how much of an impact you&amp;#8217;ve had on my life.  Thank you so much.  I&amp;#8217;ll see you real soon on the other soon.  Rest in Paradise my menotor. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;5.  Sunny:  Being in a relationship does not necesarily mean that you forget about all of your friends.  You threw away a good friendship because of your girlfriend.  You let having a girlfriend dictate your life instead of enrich it.  You made it evident time and time again that you didn&amp;#8217;t have my back.  You did not make a valid effort to being a good friend.  I hope it was worth it brother.  You live your life.  I&amp;#8217;ll live my life. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6.  Jeanelle:  You are an awesome person who always radiates positivity and love every time I see you.  You are one of the coolest / chillest people I know.  You&amp;#8217;ve accepted me as Gabe&amp;#8217;s best friend and never once tried to break us up.  Thank you so much for all you&amp;#8217;ve done.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;7.  Michelle: You have no idea how much pain you&amp;#8217;ve caused me, but at the same time, you&amp;#8217;re the reason why my life is so good right now. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;8.  Kevin:  FUCK YOU, you&amp;#8217;re dead to me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;9.  Michael:  That goes double for you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;10.  Everyone:  Be who you are. Do what makes you&amp;#8230;YOU.  Never hide. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/970791999</link><guid>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/970791999</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Aug 2010 02:16:52 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I'm down for this.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://nancyydee.tumblr.com/post/960291549/im-down-for-this"&gt;nancyydee&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://dyarinaaa.tumblr.com/post/959085007"&gt;dyarinaaa&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://b0otayx3.tumblr.com/post/956479268/im-down-for-this"&gt;b0otayx3&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;a href="http://fuckerooassabbydoll.tumblr.com/post/955476970"&gt;fuckerooassabbydoll&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.&lt;br/&gt;Day Two: Nine things about yourself.&lt;br/&gt;Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.&lt;br/&gt;Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.&lt;br/&gt;Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.&lt;br/&gt;Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)&lt;br/&gt;Day Seven: Four turn offs.&lt;br/&gt;Day Eight: Three turn ons.&lt;br/&gt;Day Nine: Two smileys that describe your life right now.&lt;br/&gt;Day Ten: One confession.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://ayoxryaan.tumblr.com/post/954113236/trying-this-out"&gt;ayoxryaan&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/960549290</link><guid>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/960549290</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Aug 2010 23:13:50 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>grlfrmmars:

-johndeuce:




(via robinroyalty)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6ly64pvnh1qb492fo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://grlfrmmars.tumblr.com/post/956886478/johndeuce"&gt;grlfrmmars&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://-johndeuce.tumblr.com/post/956415372/bluntthetruth-brainfried-via-robinroyalty"&gt;-johndeuce&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://robinroyalty.tumblr.com/post/901022277"&gt;robinroyalty&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/957029362</link><guid>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/957029362</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Aug 2010 07:14:50 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>For Friday the 13th, I'd say I was pretty f'ing lucky =]</title><description>&lt;p&gt;1.  Kicked ass on my job interview.  Every single question that she asked, i already prepared for and had the perfect answer. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2.  Received my vintage cuff / wristband that i won from ebay.  He said it was going to take 3-5 days to come in.  But, I got it like the next day.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3.  Received my vintage boots (also from ebay).  I took them and customized them myself  and they look hella badass. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;4.  I got $60 from rebates (the ones you get from anti-virus software).  I expected these to come in after I moved out to SF. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;5.  I bid on some dark brown, vintage boots on ebay.  price was set at $125, but I submitted a best offer of $50.  The seller was nice enough to accept my offer. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Today was a good day =]&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/951538779</link><guid>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/951538779</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Aug 2010 04:10:37 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>denzelmendoza:

in tyler we trust.

(via kristy610)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l32xe8Cqde1qazjq6o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://denzelmendoza.tumblr.com/post/941680097/in-tyler-we-trust"&gt;denzelmendoza&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;in tyler we trust.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://kristy610.tumblr.com/post/637541974"&gt;kristy610&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/941790252</link><guid>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/941790252</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Aug 2010 07:10:31 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>“If you’re going to San Francisco, be sure to wear...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eKeXkhxiq6I?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;“If you’re going to San Francisco, be sure to wear some flowers in your hair.  If you’re going to San Francisco, you’re going to meet some gentle people there.”&lt;br/&gt; Brings tears to my eyes.  9 days.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/941756795</link><guid>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/941756795</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Aug 2010 06:58:31 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>fuckyeahstreetlights:

randytran:

“Beyond the edge of the world...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6qwjg8T4h1qzjlfro1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuckyeahstreetlights.tumblr.com/post/938432347/randytran-beyond-the-edge-of-the-world-theres"&gt;fuckyeahstreetlights&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://ickestonline.com/post/938408793/beyond-the-edge-of-the-world-theres-a-space"&gt;randytran&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Beyond the edge of the world there’s a space where emptiness and substance neatly overlap, where past and future form a continuous, endless loop. And, hovering about, there are signs no one has ever read, chords no one has ever heard.” &lt;br/&gt; —        &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/3354.Haruki_Murakami"&gt;Haruki Murakami&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/6191072"&gt;Kafka on the Shore&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://ginnaaa.tumblr.com/post/938390791/artismyhustle-beyond-the-edge-of-the-world"&gt;ginnaaa&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://artismyhustle.tumblr.com/post/913842819"&gt;artismyhustle&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/938646903</link><guid>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/938646903</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2010 16:57:38 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Fashions fade, style is eternal."</title><description>“Fashions fade, style is eternal.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Yves Saint Laurent (via &lt;a href="http://bitchville.me/"&gt;bitchville&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/912469655</link><guid>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/912469655</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Aug 2010 08:23:55 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>My weird dreams / nightmares</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I woke up at about 2 am with the most bizarre series of dreams.  The first dream took place in a parking lot behind an alley.  I was walking through the alley and noticed all of the cars with their roofs crushed.  Inside were dead bodies of victims.  Shocked by this, I just stood there paralyzed.  Then out comes the harvenger of death.  I&amp;#8217;m spotted.  And I start running for my life.  Right before I&amp;#8217;m about to die.  I wake up.  This was around 12:30am.  As I proceed to try and fall asleep, my next sequence of dreams commences.  My next dream takes place in my cousin&amp;#8217;s boyfriend&amp;#8217;s house.  In this dream, my cousin Samantha offers me chocolate milk (which I haven&amp;#8217;t had since I was a kid).  The conversation goes as follows:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Samantha:  &amp;#8220;You want some chocolate milk?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Me:  &amp;#8220;Yeah, sure.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Samantha:  &amp;#8220;Just be careful though, the ghost here, doesn&amp;#8217;t like it.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All of a sudden I&amp;#8217;m being choked by an apparition.  I wake up from my dream in a state of paralysis.  I literally could not move, talk, nothing.  I knew what was happening around me, but I couldn&amp;#8217;t do anything.  I end up screaming at the top of my lungs. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s weird.  Over the last couple of weeks, my dreams have been really vivid and intense. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/893579458</link><guid>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/893579458</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Aug 2010 11:51:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>-samojascastro:

hellolysellah:

chrissofresh:

amberclaudine:

k...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l679wyZssV1qbnmtuo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://-samojascastro.tumblr.com/post/864830159/hellolysellah-chrissofresh"&gt;-samojascastro&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://hellolysellah.tumblr.com/post/864745151/chrissofresh-amberclaudine-kimisan"&gt;hellolysellah&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrissofresh.tumblr.com/post/864732895/amberclaudine-kimisan-paopaoguy"&gt;chrissofresh&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://amberclaudine.tumblr.com/post/864727932/kimisan-paopaoguy-peekaakaren-chrisvan"&gt;amberclaudine&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimisan.tumblr.com/post/864719874/paopaoguy-peekaakaren-chrisvan"&gt;kimisan&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://paopaoguy.tumblr.com/post/864712163/peekaakaren-chrisvan-lenaasaurus"&gt;paopaoguy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://peekaakaren.tumblr.com/post/864706634/chrisvan-lenaasaurus-iaznalvin"&gt;peekaakaren&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrisvan.tumblr.com/post/864669220"&gt;chrisvan&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lenaasaurus.tumblr.com/post/864662687/iaznalvin-whatsupmandy-christinaligaya"&gt;lenaasaurus&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://iaznalvin.tumblr.com/post/864659292/whatsupmandy-christinaligaya-samzilla-for"&gt;iaznalvin&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://whatsupmandy.tumblr.com/post/864655421/christinaligaya-samzilla-for-some-reason"&gt;whatsupmandy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://christinaligaya.tumblr.com/post/864619594/samzilla-for-some-reason-ive-been-finding"&gt;christinaligaya&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://samzilla.tumblr.com/post/864609615"&gt;samzilla&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;For some reason I’ve been finding myself thinking of creative ways to ask out a girl. I really don’t know why but I am.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I wonder if this could work. PROBABLY NOT HAHA :(&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Sams LAME ahaha&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Damn that’s creative haha&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;damn this dude is a genius&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;3333&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;FUCKING GENIUS THIS GUY.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i would proudly double  battle with this dude.&lt;/p&gt;
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This is hella cute. Especially for me since I actually defeated the whole Red Version and Pokemon is my favorite game for Gameboy Color/Advance !&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/864897008</link><guid>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/864897008</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Jul 2010 02:31:15 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Wherever you go, no matter what the weather, always bring your own sunshine"</title><link>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/851699293</link><guid>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/851699293</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Jul 2010 20:42:43 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>(via anteyematter)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l56n53WcG31qbkpdro1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://anteyematter.tumblr.com/"&gt;anteyematter&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/843617411</link><guid>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/843617411</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Jul 2010 00:29:26 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"A single thread in a tapestry, though its color brightly shines, can never see its purpose in the pattern of the grand design."</title><link>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/842692482</link><guid>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/842692482</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jul 2010 20:17:16 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>song of the day
Cut Copy - Hearts on Fire</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="299" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mgpgkI3eMxM?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;song of the day&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cut Copy - Hearts on Fire&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/842676803</link><guid>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/842676803</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jul 2010 20:13:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>People need to broaden their horizons of intelligence,...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CsihHoyqwWY?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;People need to broaden their horizons of intelligence, creativity, and just their overall knowledge. The world is bigger than that little box, called life.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/838233257</link><guid>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/838233257</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2010 19:23:23 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams." -Dr. Seuss</title><link>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/836440202</link><guid>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/836440202</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2010 09:53:30 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Day 3 — Your parents</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Dearest Mom and Dad,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mom and Dad, I love you for all of the things that you have provided me.  Since I was young (and even now), I have hated the fact that I was alone (being that I was an only child), however, you have both compensated for that by providing me with extra love and extra attention. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mom, you were the driving force that eventually molded me into the person that I am today as well as the person that I am becoming.  When Dad could not live with us in America because of the strict rules of the Philippines you endured the hardest of challenges.  You raised me by yourself knowing that Dad could not be with us through no fault of his own.  That was 10 long years.  Your strength is unrivaled and your courage is something that can never be matched to me by anyone.  You always put me before yourself time and time again.  You have shown me nothing but unconditional love despite me hurting you and breaking your heart.  When you found out I was smoking, you were devastated.  Grandpa died from emphysema and you did not want that for your son.  Seeing you depressed inspired me to make a numerous, drastic changes to my life.  I never wanted to see you sad again after that.  Also, I give you a ton of shit about your side of the family because I am the black sheep of the family.  &amp;#8220;Nurture&amp;#8221; does not exist on the Baladad side of the family.  Everything is a competition, everyone is cut throat, and nobody thinks twice before preying on your insecurities.  I cursed them out numerous times saying that I am ashamed that they were my family and that God should damn them all to hell.  I did not see this, but I can tell that you wanted to cry because of what I said about them.  What I realize now is that&amp;#8230;that&amp;#8217;s them&amp;#8230;.and you are you.   You are not them.  You are nurturing, loving, and supporting.  YOU ARE YOU.  and only you.  The reason why I possess compassion, expose my emotions, and radiate goodness is because of the love you showed me.  This is something that can never be taken from me.  I love you.  Thank you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dad, in the grand scheme of things&amp;#8230;you never made me feel trapped in terms of the direction of my life and how it was, and still is, unfolding.  You guided me through life.  You did not control me.  Though you were absent from my life for the first 10 years (through no fault of your own), I am the person I am because of you.  You never censored anything from me and ALWAYS told it to me as it was.  When I experienced the most devastating pains that I have ever felt as a result of a broken relationship or a girl who&amp;#8217;s ripped my heart out through my chest, you never sugarcoated things just to make me feel better because you knew&amp;#8230;.that would be a BITCH move.  Rather, you showed me a way to alleviate the pain myself so that when I encountered that same pain, I would know how to keep my composure and eventually surpass it.  Over the years, you have taken the passion that was naturally burning up inside of me and guided it towards a more positive direction and for that I thank you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Your Loving Son.  Always and forever,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Martin &amp;#8220;MJ&amp;#8221; Ojascastro&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/835449419</link><guid>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/835449419</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2010 03:28:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>This song is pure sex in that skid row / heroin addict kind of...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gbv82jEJuWk?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;This song is pure sex in that skid row / heroin addict kind of way.  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/835349813</link><guid>http://martinojascastro.tumblr.com/post/835349813</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2010 02:56:11 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>papertissue:

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