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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>C’est Elyse!
This is my stylistic ramblings for things in between: a collection of little niknaks that I found interesting. Totally tumblrd. Just like how my brain functions. 
About me:
Enjoying life, loving the web &amp; gadgets, traveling extensively, and capturing everything in my camera. Japan &amp; Paris = ♥♥♥</description><title>stylistic cafe ♥</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @cafe)</generator><link>http://stylistic.net/</link><item><title>"Fear, loneliness. They’re the big ones, Rose. Some of the most terrible acts ever committed have..."</title><description>““Fear, loneliness. They’re the big ones, Rose. Some of the most terrible acts ever committed have been inspired by them. We’re not dealing with something that wants to conquer or destroy. There’s a lot of things you need to get across this universe. Warp drive, wormhole refractors. You know the thing you need most of all? You need a hand to hold.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;David Tenant, &lt;i&gt;Doctor Who&lt;/i&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://into.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;into&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://unicornology.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;unicornology&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think I’ve seen loneliness make people do a lot of crazy things that they regret in the end. I admire people who handle their loneliness without regrets. (via &lt;a href="http://thresca.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;thresca&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://stylistic.net/post/46102932</link><guid>http://stylistic.net/post/46102932</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Aug 2008 01:02:44 +0700</pubDate></item></channel></rss>

