January 2011
December 2010
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Rabbit Heart
There aren’t many things that make my rabbit heart beat. Not many things that can move me so thoroughly. Let’s get this straight; I am not brave, save only when I need to be. I am not confident, except when I have found my footing. But I am happy with who I am.
I hate that you can do this to me. Or perhaps not you specifically, but anyone? I guess what I really hate is the thought that anyone...
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I feel like I annoy every single person I talk to.
quafflepuncher:
Trust me, I always feel the same way. There’s that little voice in the back of my head that, throughout an entire conversation, tells me, “You should stop talking. They’re just putting up with you because they have to work with you/don’t want to make a scene by telling you to GTFO/etc.” So much fail. I’m so massively paranoid. 8D
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The Internet is for... MEN.
So, apparently on the internet, I come across as being a dude. Most people think I’m a guy and, admittedly, I do have quite a bit of fun with my male persona. Bein’ all chivalrous to the ladies’n’shit. But I’m totally a gay guy. Because I’m nice to the ladies, but I still dig the dudes.
Yeah.
Anyone else ever get mistaken for the opposite gender online?
AND...
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There wasn't really any difference in my computer...
avid:
Before Tumblocalypse:
During Tumblocalypse:
After Tumblocalypse:
REBLOGGING FOREVER ;o;
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Talking on the phone
lumos-maxima:
I’m totally the ‘constantly looking to say goodbye’ option. Talking on the phone is an anxiety inducing experience for me. DETECTING MASSIVE QUANTITIES OF AWKWARD IN THIS SECTOR.
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