Mym Payson, I think is my skype name…
[[ I’M WATCHING YOU! I SEE YOU DOING THE THINGS AND I KNOW TUMBLR IS EATING MY ASKS I KEEP SENDING TO PEOPLE SO SEE THIS:
*MERCILESSLY HUGS YOU* ]]
AHHH!!! YAY!!! I was worried you didn’t get my ask last time!!! *CLING* YAY!!!! FRIEND!!!!!!
[[ No I haven’t gotten anything from you! D: D: D; D; D; Tumblr is literally eating everything and its super agitating. ]]
Buh!! That’s terrible!! (I wish I had a sent folder so I could remember wtf it was…oh well…) How are you??
And because I’ve missed a few posts, how is Aster dealing with his current hair problem?
is there a name for the John green thing. like the obnoxious culture hes pioneered. the 500 days of summer thing, the hazy acoustic soundtracks , the preoccupation w/ sayingn stuff like “im sorry im so fucked up” or “there are no happily ever afters”. how can I quantify this phenomenon. it’s like neo heroin chic or something
yes you see it is a metaphor
actually kinda hoping hipster blogs make a comeback
They deserve to be dead.
FANDOMS RULE ALL
please go outside
NO. OUTERENET IS NOT WHERE I CAN FIND MY DEAR DAVID TENNANT.
what the fuck
and here children we see two prime examples of what we call “chronic stupidity”
do not associate with those people
This is so fucking surreal
I was severely depressed. To the point where I seriously considered suicide more than once. I remember talking to a guidance counselor and my art team leader telling them that I hated being the black sheep in my family.
They both told me something similar.
I was a white sheep in a world full of black sheep.
That’s stuck with me for almost a decade, now. Just because there are so many views that are similar in the world, doesn’t make them right. Sometimes you’re being wronged and the majority thinks it’s okay.
If you ever feel like you’re less than a beautiful white sheep, remember that you aren’t. If anything, you’re a beautiful rainbow sheep (or a glowing raver sheep…I’ve never been good at analogies or metaphors.)
Go ahead and send me a message if you ever feel down. Really. Just because I don’t know you (or maybe I do!) doesn’t mean I don’t believe you are someone with extreme value and importance.
i was with a new friend yesterday and he was telling us how he worked on a maple syrup farm and then he kind of pulls me aside and was like “hey don’t tell anyone but i can get you some maple syrup at a nice discount price but technically it’s not legal but let’s keep that on the down low” and i think i just made friends with an illegal maple syrup dealer