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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>Untitled</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @southerndiamond)</generator><link>http://southerndiamond.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>&lt;3 seriously.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/ef7cae829ca59c9e29724beb5e478b5c/tumblr_mme25nskjI1sq58two1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;3 seriously.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://southerndiamond.tumblr.com/post/49786241474</link><guid>http://southerndiamond.tumblr.com/post/49786241474</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 May 2013 14:03:23 -0400</pubDate><category>onlytimewilltell</category><category>only</category><category>time</category><category>will</category><category>tell</category><category>love</category><category>life</category><category>family</category><category>future</category><category>pregnant</category></item><item><title>And these are words that my mind thinks everyday but my voice...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/87b04bcb84859d40ebfc8558c2919c58/tumblr_mmazvtHyxM1sq58two1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;And these are words that my mind thinks everyday but my voice doesn’t have the courage to say.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://southerndiamond.tumblr.com/post/49644500374</link><guid>http://southerndiamond.tumblr.com/post/49644500374</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 May 2013 22:21:29 -0400</pubDate><category>change</category><category>changes</category><category>life</category><category>friends</category><category>inspiration</category><category>movingon</category><category>growingup</category><category>newlife</category><category>hope</category><category>encouragement</category><category>love</category><category>newbeginning</category><category>quote</category><category>quotes</category></item><item><title>I use to think that being a bad bitch was something to go around...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/0481ece5f2b5664a3013be2d94c5318a/tumblr_mmazgcCC0u1sq58two1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I use to think that being a bad bitch was something to go around bragging about. So I would go out party, smoke, drink, cuss, and just be vulgar. Looking back now I don’t regret those things I did i just simply say, “man, what the hell was I thinking.” It wasn’t until I got pregnant that I realized that, that wasn’t who I really was. It’s who I thought I wanted to be. Now because of my son I just wanna be a classy lady. And if a man wants to take the time to get to know the real me he will figure out just how badass I really am. It might sound silly to any one else. But quite frankly I just don’t give a damn. I’m not the same girl I use to be. And I’m proud of that. God gave me my son as a wake up call on getting my life together. And I thank him everyday for that.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://southerndiamond.tumblr.com/post/49643815550</link><guid>http://southerndiamond.tumblr.com/post/49643815550</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 May 2013 22:12:12 -0400</pubDate><category>inlove</category><category>myson</category><category>happy</category><category>quote</category><category>quotes</category><category>motherhood</category><category>pregnant</category><category>pregnancy</category><category>mom</category><category>sober</category><category>badbitch</category><category>badass</category><category>transformation</category><category>newlife</category><category>change</category><category>changes</category><category>motivation</category><category>inspiration</category></item></channel></rss>
