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Something’s are better left untold.. [passworded]  
In Loving Memory.. [passworded] 
THE NITTAY GRITTAY
NAME
Tashiie, ask for any further names.
AGE
19 now mothafuckaz.
LOCATION
UK, Northwest, Manchester.
WHATCHA GONNA POST? Funnyz. Prettyz. Happyz. Noisyz. Madness… And other shit that takes me fancy.</description><title>Calling All COYOTES</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @callmecoyote)</generator><link>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>I hate facebook sometimes.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Why does it have to have a fit EVERYTIME I try to upload more than 10 photos at a time? Pathetic softwaring seriously. Windows 98 was better than this!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/53397810661</link><guid>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/53397810661</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Jun 2013 01:17:13 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>judaluz:

Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo and Thomas Bangalter
Daft...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m81a1ykhW71qmy7sno1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://judaluz.tumblr.com/post/28416700457/guy-manuel-de-homem-christo-and-thomas-bangalter" target="_blank"&gt;judaluz&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Bangalter" title="Thomas Bangalter" target="_blank"&gt;Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Bangalter" title="Thomas Bangalter" target="_blank"&gt;Thomas Bangalter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Daft Punk without helmets&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/50982111992</link><guid>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/50982111992</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 12:00:56 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>I'll miss... Costa.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m gonna miss it. I&amp;#8217;ll miss coming home and stinking of coffee, so much so that my sister - a coffee addict - was more kean to hug me so she could sniff me. I&amp;#8217;ll miss getting coffee grind well and truly WEDGED under my finger nails and me cursing it trying to get it out with the nail brush. I&amp;#8217;ll miss all the banter with my team mates, and all the laughs we had and how silly and unprofessional we were behind the scenes. I&amp;#8217;ll miss the cheeky customers calling me trouble, and old Joe with his cheeky morning flirting and Decker making my afternoon just that little bit better with his tales of the day. I&amp;#8217;ll miss Phil, managing to find me no matter where I&amp;#8217;ve worked, and I&amp;#8217;ll miss cheeky Kym and his awesome sunglasses he wears like Horacio Kane from CIA Miami. I&amp;#8217;ll miss lazy &amp;#8220;Massimo 3 shot&amp;#8221; man, and I&amp;#8217;ll never forget the day Mr &amp;#8220;single espresso *throws money at and walks away like a dick&amp;#8221;* was nice to me the week before he passed away. I&amp;#8217;ll miss that dude who used to sponge off our WiFi without buying anything and his crazy Italian girlfriend who went to morocco without him. I&amp;#8217;ll miss &amp;#8220;the dude&amp;#8221; or the funny Scottish chap who came in and was just such a laugh. I&amp;#8217;ll miss the EXCEPTIONALLY cheeky other Scottish dude who always said something rude to me but never meant it with any harm, and I&amp;#8217;ll even miss that creepy guy who took one hell of a shine to me because I made him laugh once. I&amp;#8217;ll miss Keith from Beartown radio and his &amp;#8220;HUMONGOUS mocha and HUMONGOUS bourbon, please.&amp;#8221; and all the old guys who came in the mornings ALL having a medium Americano with hot skimmed milk. Hell, I&amp;#8217;ll even miss David even though he was an ABSOLUTE PAINNN in the arse to serve a Cortado to and to talk to first thing in the morning, but since he&amp;#8217;s decided to develop a &amp;#8220;crush&amp;#8221; on me at least he was &amp;#8221;pleasant&amp;#8221; if it was me on the till. I&amp;#8217;ll miss all the regulars and being a part in their daily routines, and I&amp;#8217;ll miss the deceptively grumpy Howard who comes in and has two different drinks for the day because his doctor told him he drank too much coffee. I&amp;#8217;ll miss the girls from Clintons coming in and taking the Mickey out of Alex, and I&amp;#8217;ll miss Joey coming in hungover NEARLY every Saturday and wishing he didn&amp;#8217;t have to work. I&amp;#8217;ll miss making the drinks and people telling me how nice they were, and I&amp;#8217;ll miss all the old folk wanting to kidnap me so I could clean their houses. I&amp;#8217;ll miss Ella and Monty coming in after school and turning the place into a playground, and I&amp;#8217;ll miss their nan who used to bring them. I&amp;#8217;ll miss the gent with the black and golden labradour guilddogs and his misses who always had a smile on her face. I&amp;#8217;ll miss Karen giving all the customers cheek and her sticking up for me, and I&amp;#8217;ll miss Beccy&amp;#8217;s tantrums and Emma&amp;#8217;s infectious laugh. I&amp;#8217;ll miss Abbie B with her rude questions, and Abbie K being a bit gullable and just laughing with her cause we didn&amp;#8217;t know what was going on. I&amp;#8217;ll miss Liz treating me like family and Leanne&amp;#8217;s poker face every Saturday. And last but not least, I&amp;#8217;ll miss that grumpy SOAB Alex, cause even though he barely talked to me and if he did he wasn&amp;#8217;t that nice, he gave me the job and all the opportunities that came with it, he taught me to stand up for myself and just ask for shit regardless of the outcome, he taught me that practise does make perfect and that patience is a MASSIVE vertue.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So here&amp;#8217;s to you, my beloved Costa Coffee Congleton. I&amp;#8217;ve loved every second I&amp;#8217;ve spent learning from you, and hope that one day I may return, and you be just as lovely as I remember. Thanks Costa, I owe you one. ♡&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/49681540262</link><guid>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/49681540262</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 May 2013 13:42:00 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Single-handedly one of the most productive weeks of my life!! I could be a radio presenter by May and also bag a new job!!! Happy fucking days bitches!!</title><link>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/47194761066</link><guid>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/47194761066</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Apr 2013 16:12:35 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>I'm gonna be a radio presenter :'D</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Most nerve wrecking thing I&amp;#8217;ve done to date though.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/47116811119</link><guid>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/47116811119</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Apr 2013 18:05:41 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>ianfuckingbeale:

It majorly fucks me off when somebody asks for your advice on something and...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://ianfuckingbeale.tumblr.com/post/46375724803/it-majorly-fucks-me-off-when-somebody-asks-for" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;ianfuckingbeale&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;It majorly fucks me off when somebody asks for your advice on something and blatantly doesn’t listen to a word you said and does the complete opposite. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You’re a fucking idiot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/46381478288</link><guid>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/46381478288</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Mar 2013 00:51:17 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>My mother, and her remarkable collection of shoes…. well...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/171668f91e78e29d1762a805c7df4c98/tumblr_mk2gb9w17D1r1pdzgo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mother, and her remarkable collection of shoes…. well half… A quarter of the collection anyway!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/45991465248</link><guid>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/45991465248</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Mar 2013 14:30:45 +0000</pubDate><category>Favoz</category><category>i love my mum</category><category>need a bigger wardrobe</category><category>shoes</category><category>stylish</category></item><item><title>And can you still love me, When you can&amp;#8217;t see me anymore?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;And can you still love me, When you can&amp;#8217;t see me anymore?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/45950334441</link><guid>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/45950334441</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Mar 2013 00:00:55 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>No Diggity.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Yeah I got told off for not &amp;#8220;tumbling&amp;#8221; enough so happy-random-postingz baby!!!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/45437323936</link><guid>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/45437323936</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Mar 2013 20:00:13 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Ｋａｗａｉｉ ａｓ ｆｕｃｋ。</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/edabf3849d221db13c0919f704847d34/tumblr_mjpwu1YWEs1r1pdzgo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ｋａｗａｉｉ ａｓ ｆｕｃｋ。&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/45437232682</link><guid>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/45437232682</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Mar 2013 19:58:49 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>my house will look like this</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/5bfae3416f43b8d69dd96a2f78ceec93/tumblr_mjpwoatlii1r1pdzgo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;my house will look like this&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/45437000029</link><guid>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/45437000029</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Mar 2013 19:55:22 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>true dat.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/5baf1b7170c74a61446bac9d74ab8bb0/tumblr_mjpwid54S91r1pdzgo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;true dat.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/45436760515</link><guid>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/45436760515</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Mar 2013 19:51:49 +0000</pubDate><category>Favoz</category><category>disappointed</category><category>don't waste your life</category><category>mark twain</category><category>regret</category></item><item><title>Rainbow Buddy &lt;3 one of my OTHER favourite artists. I loved...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/72c18a3756d4e252b99b10e0fcb2a3bc/tumblr_mjoafoEPP01r1pdzgo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rainbow Buddy &lt;3 one of my OTHER favourite artists. I loved Delicious Seasons!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/45375125059</link><guid>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/45375125059</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Mar 2013 22:57:24 +0000</pubDate><category>Favoz</category></item><item><title>WHO IS THIS ARTIST SERIOUSLY?!?!?!?!?!</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/4ca420177d04ed165a28facb637c5b9d/tumblr_mjnv7jE0341r1pdzgo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/31000000/pokemon-as-humans-pokemon-as-people-31009984-512-512.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/31000000/pokemon-as-humans-pokemon-as-people-31009995-320-320.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;WHO IS THIS ARTIST SERIOUSLY?!?!?!?!?!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/45352613108</link><guid>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/45352613108</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Mar 2013 17:28:30 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Absolute tune.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/9f924001338ffe7949af71da65a1a19d/tumblr_mjnrwdl2Ns1r1pdzgo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Absolute tune.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/45348913860</link><guid>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/45348913860</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Mar 2013 16:17:01 +0000</pubDate><category>hard-Fi</category><category>Hard Fi</category><category>Stars of CCTV</category><category>tuneeeee</category></item><item><title>Anyone else think he’s actually quite cute?</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/0b20acc6761a5b53132b6fbbd8b28be1/tumblr_mjnro568hJ1r1pdzgo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyone else think he’s actually quite cute?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/45348672391</link><guid>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/45348672391</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Mar 2013 16:12:00 +0000</pubDate><category>Porter Robinson</category><category>Unconventionally Attractive</category><category>DJ</category><category>Language</category><category>Language Tour</category><category>Awesome Musician</category></item><item><title>Are we even friends anymore?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I mean, we&amp;#8217;ve known each other for years and we had a gap were we went to different schools but managed to find each other again and it was like a part of me came back! But these last two years have felt like we don&amp;#8217;t know each other anymore, and sometimes I wonder whether your want to know me? We&amp;#8217;ve been through a lot and we&amp;#8217;ve always been there for each other but now its like&amp;#8230; We don&amp;#8217;t have time for each other, I can go months without seeing you, and you now live a 10 second walk away, but we don&amp;#8217;t text to say hi, you never &amp;#8220;just pop in&amp;#8221; and if we walk past each other in town neither of us says hello, I&amp;#8217;m always to nervous now for some reason. I have to say it came to a point where I was making ALL the effort, so I stopped and now it seems like we never see each other. Sometimes I feel like its my fault and I don&amp;#8217;t want to let 14years go down the drain but sometimes I just don&amp;#8217;t think I can give you anything, you lost a close relative and had a baby and your younger than me, not that I think it was a bad idea I love your little girl but what can I offer you? No advise. No comfort. Your last two years have been so different to mine, I got a job, even two, you&amp;#8217;ve struggled between about 4 and are living in a house you can&amp;#8217;t pay for with a fiancee I wish I could be honest about. I just don&amp;#8217;t know what to say anymore, I feel like maybe its my fault we aren&amp;#8217;t close anymore, but being honest, well.. I never could be honest with you, your life was so traumatic and dramatic for two years that I didn&amp;#8217;t want to tell you stuff anymore for fear you&amp;#8217;d lash out at me because &amp;#8220;it could be worse&amp;#8221;, you stopped being my go to friend, then somewhere down the line it felt like you just stopped being my friend. I mean you text me to say you got me a birthday card, but neverr said &amp;#8220;when are you free so I can give it you?&amp;#8221; nor did you ask about my birthday, or even tell me why you didn&amp;#8217;t come! I mean this happened last year too. Am I just that friend? Have I become the friend who&amp;#8217;s a bitch cause I never see you? What about how you never see me? What about how you are always at your to-be-inlaws who literally live across the road from me, but you never pass by mine afterwards or wave at me when you see me. I just don&amp;#8217;t know what to do anymore, I always think &amp;#8220;I should text her&amp;#8221; but then end up in a spiral about how she&amp;#8217;ll bitch about me for not getting in contact sooner, or she&amp;#8217;ll blow me off like she always does or even she just won&amp;#8217;t get back to me for ages. Maybe I should stop being so submissive about it, friendships are two way things, but whose the one being one sided? I don&amp;#8217;t even know anymore.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/44740861191</link><guid>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/44740861191</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Mar 2013 23:42:15 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Why do I always, Always, ALWAYS end up with a cold before my day off?!</title><link>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/44094135115</link><guid>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/44094135115</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2013 23:18:32 +0000</pubDate><category>goddamn irony</category><category>that place is diseased</category><category>lemsip for breakfast!</category></item><item><title>Is it bad that I got asked why I was being so "quiet" in work today? If you knew me you'd know is odd if I have NOTHING to say...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;#SilentTish&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/43160368208</link><guid>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/43160368208</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2013 18:33:58 +0000</pubDate><category>Favoz</category></item><item><title>So. Plugged my Nokia Lumia 800 (just to be pedantic) into le PC to put photos from my birthday on it, Zune opens up, phone goes into updating-don't-touch mode, still can't touch it but apparently the "chinese language will have more options" and I'm getting more theme colours! WIiIiIiIiIiIiN!!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S.&lt;br/&gt;  when did Tumblr change??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/42939183551</link><guid>http://callmecoyote.tumblr.com/post/42939183551</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Feb 2013 19:23:37 +0000</pubDate><category>Nokia Lumia 800</category><category>Nokia</category><category>Lumia</category><category>Themes</category><category>Colours</category><category>Duuuude</category><category>When did Tumblr change?</category></item></channel></rss>
