and it’s 4 and a half months away. there is zero reason for me to be excited right now.
actually, there is zero reason for me to be excited in general. i haven’t liked my birthdays in a couple of years now, they always seem to go terribly terribly wrong. and this year i can spend it with… no… one?
why am i excited over a day that is four and a half months away that is literally not different than any other day?
Throughout the years and how shitty it has become. Yeah I’m still on here, next to twitter this is my longest running Internet platform for my thoughts and I’m clinging to it, but I don’t know why.
Anyway, I’ve tried to talk to three people on tumblr tonight just about stupid shit and you can’t be bothered to respond. In addition to this being an outlet it used to be a little bit social. There are friendships that started in 2008 via tumblr that I still have now because people took the time to give each other precious seconds of their day. And this was before tumblr messages were a thing.
Like it or not, tumblr is a bit blogging, a bit social media. Or was. Now it’s just reblogs and gifs and cat videos. Few blogs are interesting and genuine enough to still keep me around. And yes, I’m including myself in this. I don’t write back to you guys and don’t write on here the way I used to because there isn’t much of a point anymore.
I guess what I’m trying to say is I wish I knew you guys better but in reality we obviously don’t give a fuck about one another.