I need some fucking string and a couple more colored beads so I can make these kandi pieces I’ve obsessively planned for specific people using math and excel sheets.
Facebook is an internet stalker’s dream… Mmmm… <3 Almost better than a physical lock of hair to inhale. *Pleased shudder*
Happy looking young couples going for a leisurely stroll in the morning time before gets to be horribly hot makes me smile for some reason. They looked so picturesque walking by the field together.
I don’t understand why people do this.
Particularly Tumblr people.
Talk about how horrible/stupid/whatever the people on Facebook are.
When YOU, also, are a part of the very people on Facebook that you are talking about, or in your fervor to knock others down a peg, forget that you too are mistaking your ounce of brass filings for a ton of gold dust.
People are so quick to judge every status, every picture, every comment, every action or inaction of the people on their friendslist on Facebook as if they are perfect and then bare their flaws on Tumblr and expect and desire understanding, condolences, attention of some sort from a slew of mostly randoms. What’s the difference between the two, aside from soapboxes and a slew of possibly aesthetically pleasing photos?
In and of itself, the desire for human recognition, would not be a problem.
But they couple it with putting down others with one hand, and actively reaching out to be exalted for doing the exact same thing as them with the other.
Or something….
Sir Cuervo is telling me it’s time for bed though…
And I am never sure if the person I am talking to is annoyed by me and just tolerating my presence or actually enjoys my shenanigans. I would like to think it’s the latter, but….
I.
Have.
Doubt!
*Badum tish?*
*Goes home*
I missed you… So much… I am happy you are showing (a) new anime though. Especially because I never know WTF is happening in Bleach, and I’ve already seen in totality the other series you’ve got going on.
And yay for vidya game reviews… *Sips more tequila*
I have a really strong urge to be completely irresponsible and run off to Mario Party 4 tonight for some kind of release and positive face-to-face human contact, but things are paper thin here in a variety of ways already and slowly deteriorating as time goes on.
So despite how amazing Tight Crew’s event is sure to be, I’ve no doubt that everything here will immediately disintegrate completely as soon as I make any move to go anywhere or do anything, and I’m fairly certain any additional stress on my mind will cause some kind of aneurysm.
Zombies always have horrible discolored teeth… Even when they were perfectly fine not too long ago…
Why is that?
The sound, the visual, the….
Everything….
Of you eating right now…
Go away… Far… Away…
Please.
