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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>Here and now</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @klydeemaro)</generator><link>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>What's up with the whole Klyde thing? You said you met Klyde in that picture of Kyle and David</title><description>&lt;p&gt;David is Klyde. I used David as an RP face claim. Sorry for the confusion.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/25721762709</link><guid>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/25721762709</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Jun 2012 12:31:00 -0400</pubDate><category>Breathe Carolina</category><category>ask</category><category>david schmitt</category><category>kyle even</category><category>Klyde Emaro</category></item><item><title>OOC and stuff. I MET KLYDE GUYS! I’M THE ONE IN THE ZEBRA...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5z9x3fl9u1rn4844o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;OOC and stuff. I MET KLYDE GUYS! I’M THE ONE IN THE ZEBRA STRIPED SHIRT AND I LOOK SO UGLY BUT IDGAF. I FUCKING MET KLYDE.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/25584353441</link><guid>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/25584353441</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jun 2012 13:29:27 -0400</pubDate><category>OOC</category><category>ooc post is ooc</category><category>Klyde Emaro</category><category>David Schmitt</category><category>Breathe Carolina</category><category>Warped Tour</category><category>me</category><category>pictures</category></item><item><title>arielsingleton:

karoondaroo:

I went down to the kitchens for a...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5kgpdiPmx1qlgzs3o1_250.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://arielsingleton.tumblr.com/post/25035036930/karoondaroo-i-went-down-to-the-kitchens-for-a"&gt;arielsingleton&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://karoondaroo.tumblr.com/post/25031856870/i-went-down-to-the-kitchens-for-a-midmorning-snack"&gt;karoondaroo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I went down to the kitchens for a midmorning snack and the house elves gave me an entire cake! Would anyone like some?&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Ooh! Cake? Mind if I have some? I may not know you that well, but we can talk over a piece of cake. /smiles/&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Of course! Help yourself to as much as you’d like. -smiles-&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/25036885317</link><guid>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/25036885317</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Jun 2012 15:17:47 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Sometimes I Am Alive</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sextuality.tumblr.com/post/22596259232/sometimes-i-am-alive"&gt;sextuality&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;by E. E. Cummings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;sometimes i am alive because with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;me her alert treelike body sleeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;which i will feel slowly sharpening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;becoming distinct with love slowly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;who in my shoulder sinks sweetly teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;until we shall attain the Springsmelling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;intense large togethercoloured instant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;the moment pleasantly frightful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;when, her mouth suddenly rising, wholly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;begins with mine fiercely to fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;(and from my thighs which shrug and pant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;a murdering rain leapingly reaches the upward singular deepest flower which she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;carries in a gesture of her hips)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/24490696615</link><guid>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/24490696615</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2012 16:52:32 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>ageofmarauders-scrapbook:

Rae and Klyde, cuddling in the...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lzxmdvIOlT1r4y9slo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://ageofmarauders-scrapbook.tumblr.com/post/18232495682/rae-and-klyde-cuddling-in-the-forbidden-forest" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;ageofmarauders-scrapbook&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rae and Klyde, cuddling in the Forbidden Forest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taken by a lurking Mina Lima, circa 1977&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18881836986</link><guid>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18881836986</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Mar 2012 21:43:51 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>OOC;</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I miss everyone sooooo much. I wish I could get on more often and jadfsiojerdijoasjtegoivsjagoie. I don&amp;#8217;t know how long I&amp;#8217;ll be on now to be honest.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18879784125</link><guid>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18879784125</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Mar 2012 21:11:50 -0500</pubDate><category>ooc</category><category>i miss you guys</category><category>feriajfnldsajfioerjadiof</category></item><item><link>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18059198251</link><guid>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18059198251</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 01:03:05 -0500</pubDate><category>OOC</category><category>goodnight</category><category>see ya'll tomorrow</category></item><item><title>So..I took veritaserum. Anyone have any questions?</title><description>&lt;a href="http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/ask"&gt;So..I took veritaserum. Anyone have any questions?&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18057974473</link><guid>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18057974473</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 00:33:37 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Such Small Hands // Rae &amp; Klyde (July 16th,1985)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://that-rae-d.tumblr.com/post/18055792015"&gt;that-rae-d&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18044586966/such-small-hands-rae-klyde-july-16th-1985"&gt;klydeemaro&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;He smiled into the kiss. He chuckled as he broke the kiss off slightly keeping his lips milimeters from hers. “It’s understandable. You did great though. Ryan is the picture of perfection.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He kissed her nose lightly and straightened back into a sitting position. He didn’t want to end up accidentally hurting their son somehow. The baby gurgled happily in his arms though. He smiled down at his son. He hoped he would never stop being amazed by how gorgeous and wonderful his son was.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;She smiled as he pulled away, giggling at his kiss on her nose. “He is, isn’t he? I can’t seem to find anything to describe them other then perfect.” She said softly, looking down at him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“How could he ever be less then perfect, I mean, look at his handsome father.” She said with a chuckle, kissing Klyde’s cheek and missing the feeling of her little son in her arms already.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Can I hold him again, just a little bit?” She asked with a smile, without taking her eyes off the baby.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Klyde smiled. &amp;#8220;I know exactly what you mean. Would it have been too much to name him Perfect instead?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He laughed at his own lameness. &amp;#8220;Nah. I&amp;#8217;d rather look at his gorgeous mother, she&amp;#8217;s the real reason why he&amp;#8217;s perfect.&amp;#8221; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Of course you can hold him. Whenever.&amp;#8221; He handed Ryan to Rae. He wished he had a camera so he could capture how they looked together forever. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He kissed her again. &amp;#8220;God you&amp;#8217;re so stunning. I love you so much.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18057952751</link><guid>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18057952751</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 00:33:08 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Such Small Hands // Rae &amp; Klyde (July 16th,1985)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://that-rae-d.tumblr.com/post/18042312664"&gt;that-rae-d&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18041903476/such-small-hands-rae-klyde-july-16th-1985"&gt;klydeemaro&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;He laughed harder as well. “I have a feeling he wouldn’t but I don’t think I’m ever going to stop imagining that. It’s way too priceless of an image.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He smiled. “And I love you.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He loved being able to say that simple phrase. It was his favorite phrase in the world. “You look tired.” Careful of Ryan he softly kissed her lips.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;She grinned even wider. She loved hearing him say that, it made her day every time. She chuckled at his last sentence, cupping his cheek with one hand as he kissed her.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Well, you’d be tired too if you just pushed out this big boy here out of your-… Nevermind.” She smiled, kissing him again, feeling the butterflies in her stomach as usual.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;He smiled into the kiss. He chuckled as he broke the kiss off slightly keeping his lips milimeters from hers. &amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s understandable. You did great though. Ryan is the picture of perfection.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He kissed her nose lightly and straightened back into a sitting position. He didn&amp;#8217;t want to end up accidentally hurting their son somehow. The baby gurgled happily in his arms though. He smiled down at his son. He hoped he would never stop being amazed by how gorgeous and wonderful his son was.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18044586966</link><guid>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18044586966</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 20:49:21 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Such Small Hands // Rae &amp; Klyde (July 16th,1985)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://that-rae-d.tumblr.com/post/18038585819"&gt;that-rae-d&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18037686940/such-small-hands-rae-klyde-july-16th-1985"&gt;klydeemaro&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Klyde’s cheeks hurt from smiling so much. The name was perfect. He looked down at the ball of pure joy in his arms. He didn’t know now how he could’ve ever been afraid of this. How could he have ever been afraid of being a dad? He knew now that it was one of the best feelings he had ever experienced. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“I wonder what Cy will say when we tell him our little Ryan is named after him too.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Klyde laughed as he pictured various possible expressions. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;She laughed, tilting her head back as she imagined what he’d do. “Oh, God, I hope he cries.” She laughed harder, picturing the scene. In so many years of friendship, Rae have seen him crying probably once.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She stopped laughing, feeling tiredness hitting her again. She continued to play with his hand, rubbing his little arm with her thumb. “I love you.” She said with a smile, looking up at Klyde. It felt good saying it, she’d never get tired.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;He laughed harder as well. &amp;#8220;I have a feeling he wouldn&amp;#8217;t but I don&amp;#8217;t think I&amp;#8217;m ever going to stop imagining that. It&amp;#8217;s way too priceless of an image.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He smiled. &amp;#8220;And I love you.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He loved being able to say that simple phrase. It was his favorite phrase in the world. &amp;#8220;You look tired.&amp;#8221; Careful of Ryan he softly kissed her lips.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18041903476</link><guid>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18041903476</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 20:09:09 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Such Small Hands // Rae &amp; Klyde (July 16th,1985)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://that-rae-d.tumblr.com/post/18036809901"&gt;that-rae-d&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18036107209/such-small-hands-rae-klyde-july-16th-1985"&gt;klydeemaro&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Klyde nodded. “That sounds like a good idea. Something Cyprien Emaro. I like it.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A name popped into his head as he was looking down at his son’s face. “What about… Ryan.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As he said the name the boy let out a small gurgle of laughter. Klyde smiled. “I think he likes it. Do you?”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;She smiled. Something Cyprien Emaro. She still couldn’t believe she was really having a baby with him. Life was pure perfection at that little moment.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“I like it, yeah.” She said, tears in her eyes as she looked at her tiny son. “Ryan Cyprien Emaro, welcome to the family.” She said with a chuckle, wiping some tears away as they fell.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Klyde&amp;#8217;s cheeks hurt from smiling so much. The name was perfect. He looked down at the ball of pure joy in his arms. He didn&amp;#8217;t know now how he could&amp;#8217;ve ever been afraid of this. How could he have ever been afraid of being a dad? He knew now that it was one of the best feelings he had ever experienced. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I wonder what Cy will say when we tell him our little Ryan is named after him too.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Klyde laughed as he pictured various possible expressions. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18037686940</link><guid>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18037686940</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 19:04:36 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>emma-andrea:

Give me numbers…
lequinn-fabray:

1. Think of the last person who said I love you, do...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://emma-andrea.tumblr.com/post/18034321951/give-me-numbers"&gt;emma-andrea&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/ask"&gt;Give me numbers…&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lequinn-fabray.tumblr.com/post/17128852359"&gt;lequinn-fabray&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;1. Think of the last person who said I love you, do you think they meant it? &lt;br/&gt; 2. Would you date an 18-year-old at the age you are now? &lt;br/&gt; 3. When’s the last time you were aggravated and happy at the same time? &lt;br/&gt; 4. Would you ever smile at a stranger? &lt;br/&gt; 5. Is there someone mad because you’re dating/talking to the person you are? &lt;br/&gt; 6. Have you heard a song that reminds you of someone today? &lt;br/&gt; 7. What exactly are you wearing right now? &lt;br/&gt; 8. How often do you listen to music? &lt;br/&gt; 9. Do you wear jeans or sweats more? &lt;br/&gt; 10. Do you think your life will change dramatically before 2012? &lt;br/&gt; 11. Are you a social or an antisocial person? &lt;br/&gt; 12. Have you ever kissed someone whose name begins with the letter ‘A’? &lt;br/&gt; 13. What about ‘R’? &lt;br/&gt; 14. Can you drive a stick shift? &lt;br/&gt; 15. Do you care if people talk badly about you? &lt;br/&gt; 16. Are you going out of town soon? &lt;br/&gt; 17. When was the last time you cried? &lt;br/&gt; 18. Have you ever told someone you loved them? &lt;br/&gt; 19. If you could change your eye color, would you? &lt;br/&gt; 20. Is there a boy or girl who you would do absolutely everything for? &lt;br/&gt; 21. Name something you dislike about the day you’re having. &lt;br/&gt; 22. Is it cute when guys/girls kiss you on your forehead? &lt;br/&gt; 23. Are you dating the last person you talked to? &lt;br/&gt; 24. What are you sitting on right now? &lt;br/&gt; 25. Does anyone regularly (other than family) tell you they love you? &lt;br/&gt; 26. Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have? &lt;br/&gt; 27. Who was the last person you talked to before you went to bed last night? &lt;br/&gt; 28. Do you get a lot of colds? &lt;br/&gt; 29. Where is the shirt you are wearing from? &lt;br/&gt; 30. Does anyone hate you? &lt;br/&gt; 31. Do you have any empty alcohol bottles hidden somewhere in your room? &lt;br/&gt; 32. Do you like watching scary movies? &lt;br/&gt; 33. Do you want your tongue pierced? &lt;br/&gt; 34. If you had to delete one year of your life completely, which would it be? &lt;br/&gt; 35. Did you have a dream last night? &lt;br/&gt; 36. When was the last time you told someone you loved them? &lt;br/&gt; 37. Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years? &lt;br/&gt; 38. Do you think someone has feelings for you? &lt;br/&gt; 39. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now? &lt;br/&gt; 40. Did you have a good day yesterday? &lt;br/&gt; 41. Think back 2 months ago; were you in a relationship? &lt;br/&gt; 42. In the next 48 hours, will you hang out with a girl? &lt;br/&gt; 43. Has anyone told you they don’t want to ever lose you? &lt;br/&gt; 44. What’s the best part about school? &lt;br/&gt; 45. Do you have any pictures on your Facebook? &lt;br/&gt; 46. Do you ever pass notes to your friends in school? &lt;br/&gt; 47. Do you replay things that have happened in your head? &lt;br/&gt; 48. Were you single over the last summer? &lt;br/&gt; 49. Is your life anything like it was two years ago? &lt;br/&gt; 50. What are you supposed to be doing right now? &lt;br/&gt; 51. Do you hate the last guy you had a conversation with? &lt;br/&gt; 52. Are you nice to everyone? &lt;br/&gt; 53. Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to? &lt;br/&gt; 54. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat? &lt;br/&gt; 55. Are you good at hiding your feelings? &lt;br/&gt; 56. Do you think you like someone? &lt;br/&gt; 57. Have you kissed someone whose name starts with a ‘J’? &lt;br/&gt; 58. Do you prefer to be friends with girls or boys? &lt;br/&gt; 59. Has anyone of your friends ever seen you cry? &lt;br/&gt; 60. Do you hate anyone? &lt;br/&gt; 61. How’s your heart? &lt;br/&gt; 62. Is there something that happened in your past that you hate talking about? &lt;br/&gt; 63. Have you ever cried over a guy? &lt;br/&gt; 64. Who is probably talking a load of crap about you right now? &lt;br/&gt; 65. Are your toenails painted pink? &lt;br/&gt; 66. Will your next kiss be a mistake? &lt;br/&gt; 67. Girls love it when boyfriends cry; correct? &lt;br/&gt; 68. Have your pants ever fallen down in public? &lt;br/&gt; 69. Who was the last person you were on the phone with? &lt;br/&gt; 70. How do you look right now? &lt;br/&gt; 71. Do you have someone you can be your complete self around? &lt;br/&gt; 72. Can you commit to one person? &lt;br/&gt; 73. Do you have someone of the opposite sex you can tell everything to? &lt;br/&gt; 74. Have you ever felt replaced? &lt;br/&gt; 75. Did you wake up cranky? &lt;br/&gt; 76. Are you a jealous person? &lt;br/&gt; 77. Are relationships ever worth it? &lt;br/&gt; 78. Anyone you’re giving up on? &lt;br/&gt; 79. Currently wanting to see anyone? &lt;br/&gt; 80. Name something you have to do tomorrow? &lt;br/&gt; 81. Last person you cried in front of? &lt;br/&gt; 82. Is there someone you will never forget? &lt;br/&gt; 83. Do you think the person you have feelings for is protective of you? &lt;br/&gt; 84. If the person you wish to be with were with you, what would you be doing right now? &lt;br/&gt; 85. Are you over your past? &lt;br/&gt; 86. Have you ever liked one of your best friends of the opposite sex? &lt;br/&gt; 87. Is there anyone you can tell EVERYTHING to? &lt;br/&gt; 88. If your first true love knocked on your door with apology and presents, would you accept? &lt;br/&gt; 89. So, the last person you kissed just happens to arrive at your door at 3AM; do you let them in? &lt;br/&gt; 90. Have you ever liked someone who your friends hated? &lt;br/&gt; 91. Will you be in a relationship in 2 months? &lt;br/&gt; 92. Is there anyone you know with the name Michael? &lt;br/&gt; 93. Have you ever kissed a Matthew? &lt;br/&gt; 94. Were you in a relationship in January? How was it going? &lt;br/&gt; 95. Were you happy with the person you liked in March? &lt;br/&gt; 96. Don’t tell me lies, is the last person you texted attractive? &lt;br/&gt; 97. Who do you have texts from? &lt;br/&gt; 98. If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say? &lt;br/&gt; 99. Have you ever kissed someone older than you? &lt;br/&gt; 100. Who’s in your profile picture with you? &lt;br/&gt; 101. Ever kissed under fireworks? &lt;br/&gt; 102. Has anybody ever given you butterflies?&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18037218109</link><guid>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18037218109</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 18:57:19 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Such Small Hands // Rae &amp; Klyde (July 16th,1985)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://that-rae-d.tumblr.com/post/18033365766"&gt;that-rae-d&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18032867802/such-small-hands-rae-klyde-july-16th-1985"&gt;klydeemaro&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Klyde’s smile grew. “I’m glad you think so.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He looked lovingly down at the child cradled in his arms. “What should we name him?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He wasn’t sure where to look. The sights of both his child and his wife were perfect to behold. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“I don’t know yet… I thought I knew when I looked at him, but I still don’t know.” She said with a sigh, arching her back to see the little baby in his arms. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She bit her lip, thinking about a name for their kid. “Well, I know one thing. I wanted his middle name to be Cyprien…” She said, watching Klyde closely. “What do you think?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She didn’t know if he’d be okay with that, but she had been thinking about it for some time now. She brought one of her hands to their son’s hand, playing with the tiny chubby fingers.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Klyde nodded. &amp;#8220;That sounds like a good idea. Something Cyprien Emaro. I like it.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A name popped into his head as he was looking down at his son&amp;#8217;s face. &amp;#8220;What about&amp;#8230; Ryan.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As he said the name the boy let out a small gurgle of laughter. Klyde smiled. &amp;#8220;I think he likes it. Do you?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18036107209</link><guid>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18036107209</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 18:39:59 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Such Small Hands // Rae &amp; Klyde (July 16th,1985)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://that-rae-d.tumblr.com/post/18032225122"&gt;that-rae-d&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18031222161/such-small-hands-rae-klyde-july-16th-1985"&gt;klydeemaro&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;As Klyde was handed his little boy he held his breath. He waited for him to cry or give some sort of sign of not liking his father. Much to Klyde’s surprise he only cooed and smiled up at his dad.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“I guess he does.” He smiled at his gorgeous wife. He was so impossibly full of joy. He had everything he would ever need with him now. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“He likes me,” Klyde said full of awe revealing a small bit of his worries.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;She kept smiling, letting her head rest on a pillow, sighing tired. She could look at them two for the rest of her life and not get tired. It was like if she was dreaming, or gone to heaven, or anything like that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She smiled even wider at his fear. “Of course he likes you. He loves you. Maybe not when he’s a teenager, but other then that, he’ll always love you.” She said softly, grinning, giving a little jump to the side and patting the bed so he could sit down beside her.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Klyde&amp;#8217;s smile grew. &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m glad you think so.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He looked lovingly down at the child cradled in his arms. &amp;#8220;What should we name him?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He wasn&amp;#8217;t sure where to look. The sights of both his child and his wife were perfect to behold. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18032867802</link><guid>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18032867802</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 17:48:37 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Such Small Hands // Rae &amp; Klyde (July 16th,1985)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://that-rae-d.tumblr.com/post/18030524548"&gt;that-rae-d&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18028396470/such-small-hands-rae-klyde-july-16th-1985"&gt;klydeemaro&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Klyde came over to Rae and kissed her forehead. “He’s gorgeous, as I knew he would be with you as a mother.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He smiled at her and brushed a lock of hair out of her face. He looked down into the face of his child. The thought filled him with pure bliss, it was his child, his and Rae’s. Every part of the little boy was so small, so wonderful. He reached out and gently touched the baby’s forehead with his fingertips.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Hey there little guy.” A sappy smile had plastered itself onto his face. “Can I… Can I hold him?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;His fear was beginning to recede at the sight of this little miracle. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;She closed her eyes feeling him kissing her forehead, just realizing how exhausted she was. Having a kid was definitely not easy. She looked down at their baby again, her cheeks hurting from smiling so much. She had everything she ever wanted, her two boys there with her.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She smiled up at him. “Here, be careful.” She said as she leaned forward a bit, passing the tiny kid to his arms as carefully as she could, watching both of them closely.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Look, he likes your warmth as much as his mother.” She said with a chuckle, remembering every time she had hugged him and used him as her personal blanket.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;As Klyde was handed his little boy he held his breath. He waited for him to cry or give some sort of sign of not liking his father. Much to Klyde&amp;#8217;s surprise he only cooed and smiled up at his dad.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I guess he does.&amp;#8221; He smiled at his gorgeous wife. He was so impossibly full of joy. He had everything he would ever need with him now. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;He likes me,&amp;#8221; Klyde said full of awe revealing a small bit of his worries.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18031222161</link><guid>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18031222161</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 17:22:26 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Such Small Hands // Rae &amp; Klyde (July 16th,1985)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://that-rae-d.tumblr.com/post/18027482384"&gt;that-rae-d&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18026722303/such-small-hands-rae-klyde-july-16th-1985"&gt;klydeemaro&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;An elephant patronus appeared in front of Klyde as he began to make his way out of the Ministry of Magic. He had been on his way home and Rae had asked him to stop for some milk. The elephant spoke in the voice of his mother.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Hurry. It’s time.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Klyde quickly brought an image of his mother to mind and Apparated. “Good you’re here. She’s just in the other room now.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Klyde gulped down nervousness. All of his fears came back to him. What if he wasn’t any good at being a dad? What if the kid hated him?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;His mom went over to him upon seeing the look on his face. She stroked his hair. “You’ll do just fine. I know it.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She took his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “You have to go in. They’re waiting for you.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Klyde nodded and took a deep breath. He went through the door into the other room where his wife and new-born child were waiting for him.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;It’s true what people always say, you know. Feeling your kid in your arms makes all the pain before worth it. Rae couldn’t stop smiling like an idiot, watching her son. Every little move he made was just amazing, gorgeous, perfect.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He seemed so tiny next to her, eyes barely opened, it was like he could break if she moved a single muscle. She let out a chuckle, tears filling her eyes. He was so perfect, she couldn’t even look away.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When she heard Klyde walking in, she looked up for a moment, some tears streaming down her cheeks as she looked down again. “Isn’t he perfect? Come here.” She whispered, grinning and gesturing for him to come beside her.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Klyde came over to Rae and kissed her forehead. &amp;#8220;He&amp;#8217;s gorgeous, as I knew he would be with you as a mother.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He smiled at her and brushed a lock of hair out of her face. He looked down into the face of his child. The thought filled him with pure bliss, it was his child, his and Rae&amp;#8217;s. Every part of the little boy was so small, so wonderful. He reached out and gently touched the baby&amp;#8217;s forehead with his fingertips.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Hey there little guy.&amp;#8221; A sappy smile had plastered itself onto his face. &amp;#8220;Can I&amp;#8230; Can I hold him?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;His fear was beginning to recede at the sight of this little miracle. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18028396470</link><guid>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18028396470</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 16:37:29 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Such Small Hands // Rae &amp; Klyde (July 16th,1985)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;An elephant patronus appeared in front of Klyde as he began to make his way out of the Ministry of Magic. He had been on his way home and Rae had asked him to stop for some milk. The elephant spoke in the voice of his mother.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Hurry. It&amp;#8217;s time.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Klyde quickly brought an image of his mother to mind and Apparated. &amp;#8220;Good you&amp;#8217;re here. She&amp;#8217;s just in the other room now.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Klyde gulped down nervousness. All of his fears came back to him. What if he wasn&amp;#8217;t any good at being a dad? What if the kid hated him?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;His mom went over to him upon seeing the look on his face. She stroked his hair. &amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;ll do just fine. I know it.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She took his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. &amp;#8220;You have to go in. They&amp;#8217;re waiting for you.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Klyde nodded and took a deep breath. He went through the door into the other room where his wife and new-born child were waiting for him.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18026722303</link><guid>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18026722303</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 16:10:18 -0500</pubDate><category>para</category><category>future para</category><category>rayde</category><category>that-rae-d</category><category>Ryan Cyprien Emaro</category><category>Such Small Hands</category></item><item><title>Until the end starts | Rae &amp; Klyde</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://that-rae-d.tumblr.com/post/18020270430"&gt;that-rae-d&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18019093232/until-the-end-starts-rae-klyde"&gt;klydeemaro&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“I wish we could. I’m sorry.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He really genuinely was sorry. He wished so much that he could just live in ignorant bliss imagining that she like him back. He knew that wasn’t a possibility though. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;She sighed, opening her eyes and dropping her arms, leaving his hug quite angry with herself. She felt like a stubborn kid, when the parents won’t give her what she wanted.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Goodbye then, I guess. Have a nice sleep.” &lt;em&gt;I know I won’t,&lt;/em&gt; she thought to herself without saying it out loud. She cleared her throat, looking down.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;He missed the feeling of her in his arms already. &amp;#8220;Thanks you too.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He didn&amp;#8217;t think that he would be sleeping tonight, but she didn&amp;#8217;t need to know that he would be up thinking about her. He looked at her once more before starting off towards his dorm.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18022630590</link><guid>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18022630590</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 14:55:07 -0500</pubDate><category>is it over?</category></item><item><title>Until the end starts | Rae &amp; Klyde</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://that-rae-d.tumblr.com/post/17999787085"&gt;that-rae-d&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/17998973597/until-the-end-starts-rae-klyde"&gt;klydeemaro&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;He smiled. “I know. I don’t want to leave here either, but you’re about to pass out. Maybe we could hang out some other time?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;His smile faltered a bit. He was trying so hard to continue fooling himself that he could just be friends with her, but he needed something more. He couldn’t deal with his emotions. He couldn’t deal with pure longing consuming him. He wanted her more than he wanted oxygen, but he couldn’t have her. He put back on his smile and entered the common room.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;She sighed deeply at his words, still without boundaries. “Can’t I pass out here, with you? I don’t wanna go to bed, it’s lonely and cold there.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She let out a groan when he walked in, making her walk with him. She wished it was easy. She closed her eyes and wished more then anything that he could be with her forever, and she could wake up with him beside her, and she’d be able to see a sparkle in his eyes everytime he looked at her, because she knew he liked her back as much as she did. She wouldn’t dare to open her eyes, afraid reality might hit her if she did so.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I wish we could. I&amp;#8217;m sorry.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He really genuinely was sorry. He wished so much that he could just live in ignorant bliss imagining that she like him back. He knew that wasn&amp;#8217;t a possibility though. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18019093232</link><guid>http://klydeemaro.tumblr.com/post/18019093232</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 13:38:12 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
