<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?>
<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>Untitled</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @learnaswego)</generator><link>http://learnaswego.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/ca724fbb749fb152d7072fe25e43b26f/tumblr_mmgotbUTIm1sqstjpo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://learnaswego.tumblr.com/post/49911771287</link><guid>http://learnaswego.tumblr.com/post/49911771287</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 May 2013 00:07:59 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Happiness</title><description>&lt;p&gt;This morning my mother asked an interesting question, &amp;#8220;_________ why are you never happy?&amp;#8221; &lt;br/&gt;
Then it hit me; my mother doesn&amp;#8217;t know anything about me. She doesn&amp;#8217;t know everything I struggle with, but maybe that&amp;#8217;s for the best. I don&amp;#8217;t want her to know. I don&amp;#8217;t want her to think she has done anything wrong because she hasn&amp;#8217;t. She&amp;#8217;s been a good mom. I&amp;#8217;ve had an alright life. You&amp;#8217;re probably thinking then why am I not happy? Just because I&amp;#8217;ve had an alright life doesn&amp;#8217;t mean I don&amp;#8217;t deal with depression or everything other teens deal with. I didn&amp;#8217;t tell my mother. I just smiled and said &amp;#8220;I am happy. I&amp;#8217;m just not a morning person.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://learnaswego.tumblr.com/post/49911177372</link><guid>http://learnaswego.tumblr.com/post/49911177372</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 May 2013 23:58:45 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
