February 2012
What it will be like the last minutes of Tumblr if...
Internet: You've been so brave, sweetheart.
Tumblr: Why are you here? All of you.
Internet: We never left.
Tumblr: Does it hurt? Getting shut down?
Megaupload: Quicker than loading a page.
Facebook: You're nearly there.
Tumblr: I'm sorry. I never wanted any of you to close down for me. And Wikipedia, your articles-
Wikipedia: Others will tell them what their founders died for. One day, they'll understand.
Tumblr: You'll stay with me?
Facebook: Until the end.
Tumblr: And the government wont be able to see you?
Megaupload: No... we're here you see.
Tumblr: Stay close to me.
Internet: Always.
Write me a letter.
Dear ______, I ____ you. You have a nice ______. You make me _______. You should _______. Someday I will ______. You + me = ________. If I saw you now I’d __________. I want to ________ you. I would build a _______ just for you. If I could sing you any song it would be _________. We could __________ under the stars. Love, _______________ (P.S. ______________.)
January 2012
Bed.
Bed.
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I'm (Have Been) Writing A Book...
I am finally comfortable with letting people read an expert from it. If you want to read it, message me. I’d really love some feed back.
Bed.
Can you imagine how skinny we'd all be if we spent... →
the-absolute-funniest-posts:
Bed.
Bed.
Bed.
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If you can't explain something, or don't...
Bed.
Apartments...
In Leeds, UK are so cheap! Ugh. I just want to move there NOW! The only problem is finding a pet friendly place to rent.
Putting My Friends Before Boys...
Always seems to backfire.
