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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>Derrick Paris
17 years old
Residing in Los Angeles
Dancer/Actor - Performing Artist
Personal Blog
Other blog - http://b3arr.tumblr.com</description><title>e x t r e m i t y</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @youngestflame)</generator><link>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>it&amp;#8217;s funny how life works, isn&amp;#8217;t it?
we&amp;#8217;re born, live a life not knowing anything...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;it&amp;#8217;s funny how life works, isn&amp;#8217;t it?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;we&amp;#8217;re born, live a life not knowing anything about any bit of our future. always told &amp;#8220;you must create your future yourself, you must take action to make change&amp;#8221; but what if something unexpected happens? what if you&amp;#8217;re so sure everything&amp;#8217;s fine and everything going well, then bam..disaster. Something goes awry and nothing&amp;#8217;s according to plan.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We live, then we die. And for some reason it just doesn&amp;#8217;t sit well with me. Lately, a lot of the time, I just think&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;What&amp;#8217;s the point? I&amp;#8217;ll be dead someday, why does this matter?&amp;#8221; But the point is to make something of the time that you&amp;#8217;re given. And try to make the most of it. It sucks that death is something that&amp;#8217;ll never be escaped. It&amp;#8217;s the most terrifying thing to me. And it&amp;#8217;s what keeps me up at night.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I hardly use this blog, but I need an outlet aside from my other one to just talk and release my feelings. I need to feel better &amp;amp; I need to be at peace with how the way works, otherwise I&amp;#8217;ll just drive myself into insanity. And what&amp;#8217;s fun about that?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/35393954723</link><guid>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/35393954723</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Nov 2012 23:15:01 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Hi.
I never post here.
Bye.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Hi.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I never post here.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Bye.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/27750577865</link><guid>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/27750577865</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jul 2012 23:52:58 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>I haven&amp;#8217;t really posted on this one much lately.

Well&amp;#8230;.it&amp;#8217;s been a while. And all...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I haven&amp;#8217;t really posted on this one much lately.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Well&amp;#8230;.it&amp;#8217;s been a while. And all I can say since the last time I&amp;#8217;ve been on is&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;I&amp;#8217;ve become very scandalous. Whoops.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/19491422016</link><guid>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/19491422016</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2012 20:13:05 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>-___________________________________-</title><link>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14967568249</link><guid>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14967568249</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Dec 2011 01:05:23 -0800</pubDate><category>shut up</category><category>jesus</category></item><item><title>can I escape here, pleeease</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwu1mw86cn1qfb46yo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;can I escape here, pleeease&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14966947988</link><guid>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14966947988</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Dec 2011 00:38:32 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>R A N T</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I haven&amp;#8217;t done a good rant in a while.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Friends make me upset. This is why I&amp;#8217;d like to basically have acquaintances. Because, you think someone is your ultimate #1 bestfriend. Then, it changes. I mean, sure I might be overreacting. But when you expect something, then they go back on it, what do you expect? You expect your friends to be there all of the time. And it sucks when you&amp;#8217;re proven otherwise. I&amp;#8217;m sure this will all blow over within the next few days. But for now, I am still upset. You can never be too sure about someone, because when you least expect it, things will do a 180. So disappointing. Friends are just&amp;#8230;.well, &lt;em&gt;friend&lt;/em&gt; is such a strong and powerful word. Has so much meaning to it, if you&amp;#8217;re considered to be someone&amp;#8217;s &lt;em&gt;friend&lt;/em&gt; rather than acquaintance, don&amp;#8217;t take it for granted. Cherish the friendship&amp;#8217;s you have and do what you&amp;#8217;d expect a friend to do for you. Be a good one.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14966499555</link><guid>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14966499555</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Dec 2011 00:20:59 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>I haven&amp;#8217;t masturbated in over a week. What.
Is there something wrong with me? There must be...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I haven&amp;#8217;t masturbated in over a week. What.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Is there something wrong with me? There must be something wrong with me. I don&amp;#8217;t even want to either. What. I don&amp;#8217;t. Whatever.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14900064754</link><guid>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14900064754</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2011 20:17:29 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>The Holiday Season</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It just doesn&amp;#8217;t feel like the Holiday Season anymore. It hasn&amp;#8217;t for the past few years. Like&amp;#8230;.today is Christmas Eve. I feel like it&amp;#8217;s just Saturday. I wonder if this is something that we feel as we get older, or if it&amp;#8217;s just something that&amp;#8217;s been recently going on. I miss the old feeling of being so excited and feeling extreme angst for Christmas, for just the season. I hate that I can&amp;#8217;t feel the joy for the Holiday season any longer, I miss being a kid with the greatest excitement for this.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14737207590</link><guid>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14737207590</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 12:53:15 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>jarrodis:

(by giant!)
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwpaofbV4n1qcjweco1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jarrodis.tumblr.com/post/14715810843/by-giant"&gt;jarrodis&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/28995126@N03/5633946626/"&gt;giant!&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14734428356</link><guid>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14734428356</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 11:51:41 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>I would really appreciate this in my possession. </title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwo7l56ypw1qahs6so1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would really appreciate this in my possession. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14680405842</link><guid>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14680405842</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Dec 2011 11:08:49 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>orientaltiger:

(by ryan furbush)
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwnhaxeWz71qzfjmqo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://orientaltiger.tumblr.com/post/14664061491/by-ryan-furbush"&gt;orientaltiger&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigbadheart/6549109717/in/contacts/"&gt;ryan furbush&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14664072510</link><guid>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14664072510</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Dec 2011 01:35:59 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Being a Coach.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I started coaching Drill Team when I was in 8th grade. I was only 12 years old. A coach, basically on my own at such a young age. It was only two years before that I had been participating on the team I was now the leader of. Becoming coach became a new part of me. It made me appreciate what I had the passion for only incredibly more. &lt;br/&gt;I went on to become undefeated for 3 years, 10th grade was my final year coaching. It tore me apart. &lt;br/&gt;I didn&amp;#8217;t know what to do, I mean, I was on another team, but I loved being there for those kids who had something to look forward to everyday. A place to go and do what they loved to do, and for free. It was the best feeling knowing I could give those kids a satisfying love for something unique and different.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is my 2nd year not coaching anything anymore and it absolutely kills me. I miss it so much. I want to go back, but how will I? I&amp;#8217;ll be off to College next year, I won&amp;#8217;t be anywhere in the area to coach. Then, i&amp;#8217;ll be fulfilling my career and then the rest of my life. I feel like it&amp;#8217;s now, or never again for this. I&amp;#8217;m thinking of starting a new team now, just for this year, and then leaving it to someone else who wants to take control of it next year.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I just need to do it while I can basically. I miss it so dearly, and I miss my girls and I miss everything about Coaching. Just give it back to me, it gave me a fulfilling feeling that I can&amp;#8217;t compare. It&amp;#8217;s almost as great a feeling as performing myself.  &lt;br/&gt;I miss the day before first competition, making sure my team has their stuff on lock. I miss the morning of first comp, or any comp, meeting at the school and getting into uniform, hair and makeup. Arriving at our Competition and watching all of the other teams. Prepping my team right before they perform, pumping them up as they enter the floor. Getting them into ready position and then rooting and screaming throughout the whole performance, like the proud papa that I become. Those &lt;em&gt;are &lt;/em&gt;my kids, they instantly become mine. I&amp;#8217;ve created a team, but most importantly a family that continues to know, love and remember each other for forever. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I miss it all.  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14663972828</link><guid>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14663972828</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Dec 2011 01:30:20 -0800</pubDate><category>team</category><category>coaching</category><category>drill team</category><category>competition</category><category>love</category><category>passion</category></item><item><title>mmicaah:

the way she hits all the moves thoo.

i wish i could...</title><description>&lt;iframe src="//www.tumblr.com/video/youngestflame/14659435902/400" id="tumblr_video_iframe_14659435902" class="tumblr_video_iframe" width="400" height="225" style="display:block;background-color:transparent;overflow:hidden;" allowTransparency="true" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" webkitAllowFullScreen mozallowfullscreen allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://mmicaah.tumblr.com/post/14659290497/the-way-she-hits-all-the-moves-thoo"&gt;mmicaah&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the way she hits all the moves thoo.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i wish i could be as inspirational as her. what a great performer and dancer she is. same with brian actually. they’re both great.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14659435902</link><guid>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14659435902</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Dec 2011 22:34:43 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>how beautiful.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwjndgz5md1qaxq9po1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;how beautiful.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14655466167</link><guid>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14655466167</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Dec 2011 20:58:11 -0800</pubDate><category>male model</category><category>Matthieu Barnabé</category></item><item><title>A lot of filming goes on at my school</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://freelanceof-art.tumblr.com/post/14653900006/a-lot-of-filming-goes-on-at-my-school"&gt;freelanceof-art&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Movies:&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Billie&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Pretty Maids All in a Row&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Jawbreaker&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Shriek If You Know What I Did Last Friday the Thirteenth, &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Bruce Almighty&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Battle of Shaker Heights&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Raise Your Voice&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Surviving Christmas&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Hot Chick&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Freedom Writers&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Drillbit Taylor&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Superhero Movie &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Pineapple Express&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Miss March, 2008&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Valentine’s Day &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Detention &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;TV Shows: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My So-Called Life&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Oliver Beene&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;7th Heaven&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Even Stevens&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Joan of Arcadia&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Parenthood&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Arrested Development&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Flannerys&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;High School Undercover&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;JAG&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Filmore Middle&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Day Break&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Division&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Privileged &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;90210 &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Lincoln Heights &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Ghost Whisperer &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Amazing Stories &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Modern Family&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Music videos:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crystal Method - Name of The Game&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;JoJo - Leave (Get Out)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14654812549</link><guid>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14654812549</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Dec 2011 20:43:11 -0800</pubDate><category>Like wtf</category></item><item><title>I am starting a more personal blog, where I post more about my life and what I&amp;#8217;m up to, etc. I...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I am starting a more personal blog, where I post more about my life and what I&amp;#8217;m up to, etc. &lt;br/&gt;I personally think/thought that personal blogs were weird, because isn&amp;#8217;t your blog yours and supposed to be personal? But, as I browse my other page, I see it&amp;#8217;s mostly just photos, statements, etc, that I can find interest in. Not so much of me just posting about me. So, this is the beginning of it! It&amp;#8217;s not to gain followers or become popular, it&amp;#8217;s just somewhere for me to be completely me. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14653994972</link><guid>http://youngestflame.tumblr.com/post/14653994972</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Dec 2011 20:25:06 -0800</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
