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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>Welcome.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @thoughtsofanenigma)</generator><link>http://thoughtsofanenigma.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdd3b40dWD1qza3r8o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://thoughtsofanenigma.tumblr.com/post/49624734225</link><guid>http://thoughtsofanenigma.tumblr.com/post/49624734225</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 May 2013 17:38:33 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Consequences.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;So I told her. Everything.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It remains to be seen if ultimately I will have to let him go. She told me I didn&amp;#8217;t have to but that was her doing the &amp;#8220;right&amp;#8221; thing. I really would not be surprised if they both decide they want to be together after this revelation.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I guess my fuckup helped in someway.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But I&amp;#8217;m glad I told her. I care about her too much to lie to her..but then the train of thought follows that I should care about her too much to not put myself in such a position in the first place, right? Right.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I fucked up. Royally. But I am not sorry about what I did, because I know that I wanted it deep down inside. Would I change it? Hell yeah..but even then I&amp;#8217;d change it for mostly selfish reasons. So&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;These are the complexities of human emotion. I acted selfishly. I was tired of being the good friend &amp;amp; doing the &amp;#8220;right&amp;#8221; thing. For once, I wanted to do something completely self-fulfilling. I&amp;#8217;m sorry that it had to be her..because she&amp;#8217;s such a wonderful friend. I&amp;#8217;m sorry that I couldn&amp;#8217;t choose some friend I&amp;#8217;m not really that close to to do this shit to. But..it is what it is.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I made my choices. I am now dealing with the consequences. I guess this is what they calling being a grown up..damn.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://thoughtsofanenigma.tumblr.com/post/49621744045</link><guid>http://thoughtsofanenigma.tumblr.com/post/49621744045</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 May 2013 16:57:00 -0400</pubDate><category>me</category><category>consequences</category><category>writings</category><category>love</category><category>relationships</category><category>betrayal</category><category>friends</category><category>i fucked up</category></item><item><title>It's hard when you place yourself on a pedestal for having a certain quality..and then you fuck up. Interesting. Reminds you that you're human. </title><link>http://thoughtsofanenigma.tumblr.com/post/49511903425</link><guid>http://thoughtsofanenigma.tumblr.com/post/49511903425</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 May 2013 09:57:58 -0400</pubDate><category>me</category><category>writings</category></item><item><title>Seduce my mind, &amp; you can have my body.</title><description>&lt;div class="post_title"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Quite appropriate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lol I even told him it applies to us. He really seduced my mind. So I had no qualms or anxiety about sharing my body with him. It’s an interesting feeling to have, because it’s not love. We’re not there. But more so, respect? Mann, I don’t know.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He talks with me. He listens. He talks to me. We discuss politics, current events, musical likings. He’s &lt;strong&gt;mentally stimulating&lt;/strong&gt;, and everyone knows how rare it can be to discover a mental connection with someone you find attractive.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He stimulates me mentally and physically. We’re working on the emotions, but they’re there..rippling beneath the surface. I think it’s caution, on both sides. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- xoxo.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://thoughtsofanenigma.tumblr.com/post/49324730953</link><guid>http://thoughtsofanenigma.tumblr.com/post/49324730953</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2013 21:50:00 -0400</pubDate><category>love</category><category>respect</category><category>mental stimulation</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/d3a778c5f46fd09172118d261c99287c/tumblr_mm3bsn4JD51qbjt25o1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://thoughtsofanenigma.tumblr.com/post/49323980190</link><guid>http://thoughtsofanenigma.tumblr.com/post/49323980190</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2013 21:42:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/cf4b97d33477e8382da0022b478ae9de/tumblr_mm3jaoxwu11r73i6qo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://thoughtsofanenigma.tumblr.com/post/49323944537</link><guid>http://thoughtsofanenigma.tumblr.com/post/49323944537</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2013 21:41:55 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>The Struggle.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;To do listen to your heart..or to do what is right. Why can&amp;#8217;t they be both? Who says they&amp;#8217;re not?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;ve spent all my life doing &amp;#8220;the right thing&amp;#8221;. Being considerate of people&amp;#8217;s feelings and desires. Ignoring mine for the sake of keeping the peace. At some point, one wants to be selfish and say..&amp;#8221;I&amp;#8217;m going to do this for ME &amp;amp; I don&amp;#8217;t give a damn who likes it.&amp;#8221; And to be honest, I&amp;#8217;ve been learning how to do that, but this situation is testing me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s especially hard because I must make the choice between severely damaging a valuable friendship (possibly forever) or missing out on the chance to experience happiness with someone, someone I have the potential to truly love.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I do not wish to lose my friendship, it means the world to me. But neither do I wish to secretly be involved with someone, unable to share my joy with someone who means the world to me. The situation is complicated. I  have already made a few decisions that I will have to live with, and I am at peace with that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think the next decision I have to make is the one to let go..and not my friend, but &lt;strong&gt;him&lt;/strong&gt;. I have to let him go because loyalty is everything, and I am not doing the &amp;#8220;right&amp;#8221; thing. Maybe one day, I can discuss it with her and it won&amp;#8217;t be too late..but the time isn&amp;#8217;t now. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And would you believe I&amp;#8217;ve gone through a tumult of emotions all in two weeks? In being completely honest with myself, I do &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; want to let him go. I want to be with him. I want to tell her about him. I want her to share in my joy of possibly finding someone to love. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Don&amp;#8217;t always get what we want..&lt;strong&gt;life&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://thoughtsofanenigma.tumblr.com/post/49323740668</link><guid>http://thoughtsofanenigma.tumblr.com/post/49323740668</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2013 21:39:39 -0400</pubDate><category>confusion</category><category>love</category><category>struggle</category><category>woes</category><category>writing</category><category>feelings</category></item></channel></rss>
