May 2009
Why Tumblarity is bullshit:
It seems to be encouraging people to post cookie-cutter nonsense that will rack up “likes” and “reblogs”. You know what? I couldn’t care less about the latest hip product or artsy moleskine notebook. I don’t give a damn about art that a dozen people have already posted or talked about in the last week. And I certainly don’t care one iota about the latest “it” movie that I am probably already planning on seeing myself.
What I do care about is substance. I want to know who you are. I want to know what you like, and not what you think everyone else might like. Fuck numbers and popularity. I want to know about what makes you smile or what makes you tick. I want to see humanity, minus the walls that so many tend to put up. It might not get you more followers, but do you really want a bunch of boring “individuals” keeping up with your blog? I know that I wouldn’t. I’d rather have a few people with actual personalities following my tumblr than thousands of people who only want to get their numbers up.
“I want simple things, like someone who greets me at the door when I come home from work or school. Someone who calls the dishes “our dishes” and the couch “our couch”. Someone who buys toothbrushes in packs of two, and surprises me with my favorite meal when I’ve had a bad day. Someone who snuggles up to me in the morning and always tries to take more of the blankets for themselves. Someone who gets their socks mixed up with mine. Someone permanent.”
—Mike (via chenna) (via boysmakemegiggle)
you don't need to know every detail about a band just to be a fan. get that out of your head. just appreciate the music. that's all that matters.
(via youarethesea)theginanicoleblog:Thank you.
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if you don’t get it, read it over and over again.
“Love? It’s kind of complicated, kid - but I’ll tell you this. The second you’re willing to make yourself miserable to make someone else happy - that’s love right there.”
—A Heartbeat Away (via chrisabigail) (via iamblessed)
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“And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter — they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.”
—Sylvia Plath (via uhuhyeah) (via mmmmetzger)
Someone could rip the sun from the earth, and he wouldn’t care as long as he was with you.
I dare you to steal my heart.
...that one day you realize that all this is more than enough for you to be happy. you can take all the time you want and need to find and figure out what's good enough for you... but in the end you'd know that I was it. I was more than enough to make you happy. the one who'll stand next to you while all your dreams come true. in time you'll know I'm the one for you. We were made for each other. But if that time never comes and you find something out there better than having me, I wont stop you. I'd simply smile at you while my heart secretly breaks apart.
