I’m here to for yalls seflies tbh
My big day on this site finally came!
And I now completely understand Mike Wazowski…
I stay up late and alone reading about things in the world I’ll never understand.
I feel like Twitter is the home base of misogynistic privileged douchebags who hide behind the 140 character limit to make condescending ignorant remarks concerning politics or society or how women should be in the kitchen making sandwiches or how Republican women are better looking than Democratic women or complaining about having to press one for English and so on and so forth.
Meanwhile, Tumblr is the safe haven for everyone who recognizes these ridiculous arguments and can argue against them and back it up with factual information and aren’t afraid to take up some paragraphs to do so.
Long story short, people piss me off and this is my frustration in scattered phrases.
Why do we do that to ourselves?
On Tumblr, a personal place is actually personal. Where we can be ourselves, with few repercussions, our often happy, frequently lonely depressed selves.
I log in and BOOM there it is.
I got a kick out of it though.
It senses my roots….
AM I COOL YET TUMBLR?
Seriously, idgaffff. I’m sick of seeing stick thin girls posing sideways with long hair and the 5 variations of that picture I’ve just described. I’m metaphorically done with it. So. Suck it.
Tumblr is more than stupid shit like that, or it was. This is not a popularity contest but that kind of stuff is passed around more than what’s been going on in the world, Norway, Somalia, England, and hell even America. So yeah, we done yet?
If I ever date someone who checks my Facebook, my Twitter, and/or my Tumblr….I am seriously screwed.
I guess if I’ve learned anything about well…anything, is that all the memories worth making happen outside my room.
Away from my computer, away from Tumblr and Facebook.
Just out. That’s where it all happens.