This is getting to be…
the same shit, different day. Same old pics. Same old complaints about the tumble thingy ma-jig. Same gripes about why am I fat, alone, depressed, outcasted from my peers, or why do I smell, fart loud enough to stir birds, and can’t I be what she/he is? Famous. Popular.
Yes, more tumblrs are needed. But I’ll keep you guys around. You make me feel better about myself. Kind of like watching Jerry Springer.
(this message was not meant for all I follow. Some of you are actually thought provoking members of the tumblr community. I’m just not going to list you in hope that I’ll keep you all as followers. See that? That clever spin? Oh, yes people…)
