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.