jovski:
What if rhinos are just really old unicorns?!
What if rhinos are really just old unicorns?
What if rhinos are really just old unicorns?
What if rhinos are really just old unicorns?
OMG. Mind blown.
Leaving on a jet plane, don’t know when I’ll be back again
Leaving tumblr. It’s fucking me off. I used to think that I could write whatever I wanted on here and it didn’t matter because it was my blog and if people didn’t want to read it they didn’t have to. I still think that but now writing a post and having people comment/respond seems to somehow validate my opinions. And I don’t really like that as it’s mostly all shit that comes into my head and pisses me off. It’s not really good to have such negative thoughts confirmed and reaffirmed all over again. This is particularly true for people who are far meaner than me.
What was once a place to vent my frustration/anger/thoughts I wanted to say but couldn’t, has now become a collective source of said emotions, fuelled by my posts and outpouring of negativity. It’s cyclical.
I’m not explaining myself very well but what I think I mean is that Tumblr for me has become a negative place as it holds all my bad/angry/mean/judgmental thoughts and simply spews them out all over again and most worryingly perhaps gives them credence. These are not good things about me, sure they’re not that terrible either but I still think these are the sort of things I don’t want to highlight and certainly don’t want to put out into the world, all in one place. Because surely it’s just much better to be nice?
I get really excited finding out that people I used to watch religiously on youtube like 5/6 years ago have tumblr accounts. It makes me happy.
This is pretty bad…
I had a dream last night that involved two tumblr people. Tumblr people that I have never ever met! One of them was Jovita (Jovski) and the other was one who Ive had no communication with whatsoever but just happens to post a lot and also goes to Cardiff uni. The dream was basically them telling me how to dress like a northern girl. It was a pretty stupid dream because I have no idea how a northern girl dresses and if that is any different from anywhere else when I’m awake and relatively sane so my dream’s perception of it is even weirder.
There was one bit where they dressed me in slabs of meat. For future reference, brain, that is Lady Gaga, not Northern. Another where I just zoomed in forever on a very unshaven armpit. And there was a lot of back squishing and squeezing where the backs resembled sausages. Like seriously, wtf?
So it’s not bad enough that I dream about tumblr people which is very sad, then my brain has to make up utter crap about northern people. Gawd.
All my dreams last night were about fire, riots and being trapped in burning buildings. Not nice.
In the morning there is always so much to scroll back on my dash because most of the people I follow are americano. I like it. That reminds me of that Papa Americano song. I like that too.
I make less tumblr posts when I am contented and have nothing to do. When I’m stressed about uni stuff which I really should be doing and everything is going wrong in my life I post all the time. Tis cray cray but also kind of makes sense.
HP magic sauce
Listening to Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix whilst tidying up, because I fucking love it, that’s why.
Haven’t been on tumblr for ages, I’m sure you’ve all greatly missed my self absorbed posts. Went to Barry Island yesterday with friends which was nice, we met up on fri too. As we all live away from each other now it seems so weird to think I used to see them every day. If I see them a two or three times in a week now it seems very peculiar but in a good ‘I love my friends and they are the best’ way.
Courtney’s parents are popping over today, as her mum is tutoring around the corner so her dad will stay here whilst she does. Bring on the war stories! Now on with the tidying.
Lol at Roger Davies and his girlfriend ‘slurping’ over the sugar bowl. Harry you are such an idiot and Cho you are so annoying.
