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Virginia “Ginny” St.James 

Daughter of Jesse St.James and Rachel Berry 

 My lovely siblings are Charlotte and James 

Just for the record - despite my parents being who they are - I have no interest in the theoretical arts.

 Anything else you may wish to know - just ask. </description><title>Sometimes the words not said mean more</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @ginnystjames)</generator><link>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>lindsay-stjames:

Lindsay squinted her eyes. This was where things got more complicated. She...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lindsay-stjames.tumblr.com/post/14751401091/sometimes-the-words-not-said-mean-more"&gt;lindsay-stjames&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Lindsay squinted her eyes. This was where things got more complicated. She didn&amp;#8217;t care that she was a girl. But izzy did. &amp;#8220;I don&amp;#8217;t want you telling people. She won&amp;#8217;t like it,&amp;#8221; Lindsay said matter of factly. &amp;#8220;it&amp;#8217;s izzy,&amp;#8221; she said, softly. &amp;#8220;I really like her, but I don&amp;#8217;t know. When we&amp;#8217;re alone she&amp;#8217;s into but public is a no go,&amp;#8221; she said, looking down. &amp;#8220;I think she&amp;#8217;s scared or something,&amp;#8221; she said, not sure if she should mention the necklace.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Frowning slightly, Ginny shook her head trying to comprehend the facts but seemingly failing miserably. “You really think I’d tell someone?” She asked shocked, she knew that there were many things people associated with her, most of them falling into the less favourable descriptions of a person but she knew how to keep a secret. It sort of hurt her that sister felt the need to mention to keep everything between them. Listening to her sister speak, she began to regret saying yes to talking to her sister. She was the cynical one in the family and the response of ‘it doesn’t sound like she likes you’ was fighting valiantly to escape from her lips. “You think? Have you spoken with her about this?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14752575859</link><guid>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14752575859</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 22:54:20 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>lindsay-stjames:

Lindsay&amp;#8217;s head was so messes up after her afternoon, she needed someone to...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lindsay-stjames.tumblr.com/post/14749841269/sometimes-the-words-not-said-mean-more-someone-to"&gt;lindsay-stjames&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Lindsay&amp;#8217;s head was so messes up after her afternoon, she needed someone to talk to. She went to her sister Ginny because, well, she was smart. Really smart. Scaring smart. She rolled out of her bed, figuring she should get there soon or else her sister would gob crazy with worry. She was a natural worrier. She walked up to the door, about to push it open when she saw her sister cone out. &amp;#8220;yeah, it&amp;#8217;s me,&amp;#8221; she said, stifling a laugh. She pulled her sister into her room and shut the door. Then she strode over to her bed and sat down. &amp;#8220;I-I wanted to talk to you about this uh, this girl,&amp;#8221; she started awkwardly. &amp;#8220;we uh kinda fool around at parties sometimes and stuff,&amp;#8221; she continued, smiling when she remembered that afternoon in her car. &amp;#8220;But I think I really like her,&amp;#8221; she finished, biting her lip and looking over at her sister cautiously.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Blinking in surprise as her sister pulled her into her room, Ginny looked at her with an inquisitive look. Her eyebrows rising slightly at her sister mentioning fooling around with a girl. Not because she thought it was wrong in anyway, it was more that she was somewhat wounded that her sister had never mentioned anything about it before. Sighing, she walked over to her sister’s bed, sitting down next to her. “If you like someone – you like them regardless of gender. You fooled around with her before?” She asked scrunching up her nose slightly. “Do you know if she likes you back? Has she given you any hint about how she feels?” Diverting her eyes to the floor, Ginny merely shook her head. “Who is it anyway? I mean&amp;#8230; do I know her?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14750258619</link><guid>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14750258619</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 21:49:21 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>To Linds! Merry Christmukkah!</title><description>&lt;!-- more --&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="320" id="il_fi" src="http://www.balticnordic.com/images/products/h/25/wholesale_tiffany_jewelry_set_bracelets_necklaces__1278062430.jpg" width="320"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14749546391</link><guid>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14749546391</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 21:28:04 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Someone to confide in || Ginny&amp;Lindsay</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After reading her sister’s final text, Ginny carefully put her phone down on her desk. Biting her lip slightly she ran through every possible thing that Lindsay may wish to tell her. Some of them were incredibly unrealistic and a product of her worried imagination but she couldn’t seem to find one that was feasible. If it was some form of sickness, wouldn’t Lindsay go to their parents? If it was something to do with the ‘arts’ or something of the romantic sort – wouldn’t she go to Charlotte? People only ever really came to her when they wanted someone to talk at, when they wanted someone who would just listen and nod occasionally to show she was still paying attention. She wasn’t normally the first choice when someone wanted to have an actual conversation. Growing more frustrated by the second as she failed to think of why Lindsay would need to talk she shook her head to get rid of the thoughts.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;em&gt;She’ll tell you when she gets here&lt;/em&gt;!” A nagging voice in her head kept repeating, deciding that maybe getting out of her room would help her stop over-analysing she made her way downstairs to the kitchen. As she was pouring out a glass of water she heard the front door softly creak open. “Linds? Is that you?” She called out walking into the hallway to verify if it was her sister.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14749445281</link><guid>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14749445281</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 21:24:59 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>text: Don't worry. Yeah I can come now. I'll see you soon, okay?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Text: Okay, I’ll see you soon then.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14748593489</link><guid>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14748593489</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 20:58:39 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>text: It's kinda important, Ginny. I-I think I like someone.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Text: Okay, you’re worrying me. Can you come now?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14748499996</link><guid>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14748499996</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 20:55:45 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>To Ginny! Christmuskah! </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lindsay-stjames.tumblr.com/post/14748396657/to-ginny-christmuskah"&gt;lindsay-stjames&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lindsay-stjames.tumblr.com/post/14748396657/to-ginny-christmuskah"&gt;Read More&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; I. Love. Them! Seriously! Thank you Linds!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14748486930</link><guid>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14748486930</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 20:55:20 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>text: it doesn't  matter where. I just really need to ask you some things.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Text: Well I’m in my room just now, you’re always welcome to come up? If you need to talk now anyway…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14748435969</link><guid>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14748435969</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 20:53:46 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>To Char: Merry Christmukkah!</title><description>&lt;!-- more --&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So the biggest part of your present is two tickets to go and see Wicked in New York&amp;#8230; I thought you could go with Mom or someone. I talked to Michelle and since she&amp;#8217;s staying in Cali for now, you two can use her appartment when you go. But no-one can go to broadway without being dressed up right?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwql6uMHjV1r2rpd7.jpg"/&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwql78bTw41r2rpd7.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14748396011</link><guid>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14748396011</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 20:52:32 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>text: I-I need to talk to you about something.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Text: Okay… You want to talk in the house? Or do you want to go somewhere else?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14748211369</link><guid>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14748211369</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 20:46:49 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>For Ginny: Merry Christmukkah</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://starlett-charlotte.tumblr.com/post/14747573604/for-ginny-merry-christmukkah"&gt;starlett-charlotte&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://starlett-charlotte.tumblr.com/post/14747573604/for-ginny-merry-christmukkah"&gt;Read More&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; So needing to know the college kind of makes more sense now&amp;#8230; Thank you Char!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwqk5oWZ4K1r2rpd7.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14748039002</link><guid>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14748039002</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 20:41:29 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>ginnystjames started following you </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lindsay-stjames.tumblr.com/post/14741444827/ginnystjames-started-following-you"&gt;lindsay-stjames&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Interesting? Girrrlllllll, you can’t be a lawyer and be interesting. You have to choose. And c’mon. What happens that’s so exciting?&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; Oh! So by saying you could see me as a lawyer&amp;#8230; You were calling me boring? I see how it is&amp;#8230; What part of secret didn&amp;#8217;t you get?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14741786275</link><guid>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14741786275</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 17:41:42 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>ginnystjames started following you </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lindsay-stjames.tumblr.com/post/14740822526/ginnystjames-started-following-you"&gt;lindsay-stjames&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I just thought it was because nothing exciting ever happened in your life. kidding ;) &lt;del&gt;mostly&lt;/del&gt; Why would it be a bad thing?&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; Nothing exciting? Maybe I just keep better secrets than everyone else&amp;#8230; I don&amp;#8217;t know. Because Lawyer&amp;#8217;s don&amp;#8217;t have the best reputation for being interesting?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14741004928</link><guid>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14741004928</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 17:22:13 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>ginnystjames started following you </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lindsay-stjames.tumblr.com/post/14740402905/ginnystjames-started-following-you"&gt;lindsay-stjames&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Yeah yeah believe me I know. Who’s the one that read my diary? Twice? &lt;br/&gt;Believe me, you don’t need to know this. And I can totally see you as a lawyer.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Well&amp;#8230; You wouldn&amp;#8217;t tell me what was wrong. Besides if you have a diary you&amp;#8217;re basically &lt;em&gt;asking &lt;/em&gt;for someone to read it. Why do you think I don&amp;#8217;t keep one?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You&amp;#8217;re killing me here. I hope that&amp;#8217;s a good thing&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14740726440</link><guid>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14740726440</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 17:15:18 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>ginnystjames started following you </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lindsay-stjames.tumblr.com/post/14739777273/ginnystjames-started-following-you"&gt;lindsay-stjames&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Well what do you wanna do In life? And it’s not a lie! I wish just…reading. Lol jk okay that was a lie. I don’t read. I’m just happy&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I want to be a lawyer, that think I&amp;#8217;ve been talking about since I was eight&amp;#8230; I&amp;#8217;ve got it between Yale and Harvard. It&amp;#8217;s just what place I like more. Yale&amp;#8217;s better but that&amp;#8217;s closer to New York and that&amp;#8217;s not so good. You&amp;#8217;re killing me here Linds, you know I have an uncontrolable &lt;em&gt;need &lt;/em&gt;to know everything&amp;#8230;  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14740071639</link><guid>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14740071639</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 16:59:27 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>ginnystjames started following you </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lindsay-stjames.tumblr.com/post/14739383972/ginnystjames-started-following-you"&gt;lindsay-stjames&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;er…nothing. I’m just…counting my money…That’s been known to make a person happy. &lt;del&gt;Just sayin. It’s true. &lt;/del&gt;Why not so good? Do someone do something to you? Who’s ass should I kick?&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Counting your money? See now I want to know why you lied so pathetically. You can tell me. &lt;del&gt;I&amp;#8217;ll take your word for it then.&lt;/del&gt; No-one did anything, you can relax. I&amp;#8217;m just trying to pick what college I want to go to. There should be some rulebook published for this.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14739622322</link><guid>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14739622322</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 16:48:41 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>ginnystjames started following you </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lindsay-stjames.tumblr.com/post/14739008881/ginnystjames-started-following-you"&gt;lindsay-stjames&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;It’s because I am happy, sissy! &lt;del&gt;sex makes a person a happy. Fact. &lt;/del&gt;I’m super fantabulous!!!! How are you?&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Sissy? Really? &lt;del&gt;Okay, didn&amp;#8217;t really need to know that.&lt;/del&gt; Not as fantabulous as you, but I&amp;#8217;m good. What have you been up to anyway? &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14739230839</link><guid>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14739230839</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 16:39:31 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>ginnystjames started following you </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lindsay-stjames.tumblr.com/post/14738590307/ginnystjames-started-following-you"&gt;lindsay-stjames&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;HEY SIS!!!! xD&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; Someone seems happy&amp;#8230; hi though! How are you?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14738700192</link><guid>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14738700192</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 16:27:19 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Been so sleepy lately</title><description>&lt;p&gt;But even I can&amp;#8217;t be unsociable all the time - so how is everyone else?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwq8w2bhMy1r2rpd7.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14738678254</link><guid>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14738678254</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 16:26:49 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>To followers old and new...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Hey! How are you all? I know I&amp;#8217;ve been a little M.I.A lately, but I thought not moving was the best thing for my ankle, which is better now. Also:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwo9kadRPO1r2rpd7.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14682078296</link><guid>http://ginnystjames.tumblr.com/post/14682078296</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Dec 2011 14:46:31 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
