One might thing that I spend too much time on tumblr but I’ve had my essay file open this entire time so technically I’m multitasking.
obviously it doesn’t matter where I spend my life
all I ever do is sit on tumblr
there are people I follow and there are people I follow
you know what I mean?
okay so can i not do my homework and tell the teacher it’s because i lost my notes again
my cat probably thought i was looking into his eyes but actually i could see tumblr reflecting on his cornea
- log, sat 2.38AM: no maintenance yet
- log, sat 2.39AM: shit, i'm probably in the wrong timezone
Mum: Can you come off the computer and help me with something?
Me: But, mum, I haven’t reached the end of my dash yet.
Mum: Oh, okay, when you’re finished then.
does anyone ever think about what happens on tumblr when you’re not here
like what if someone made a post about you but didn’t tag it and now it’s lost forever in the pit of dash
or like moffat made a post about how sherlock faked his death and no one saw it
- the moment you're sitting across the room from a family member, scrolling tumblr and porn appears on your dash
- me thinking: oh, if they only knew
I decided I need to be on Tumblr less so I turned off my laptop.
And walked over to the other computer and I’m now on Tumblr.
is the font here on tumblr suddenly smaller or did my eyesight just give up, pack its things, take my favourite mug and leave me