If I ever see any of you in public, the code is “I like your shoelaces”
that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything
I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person
must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now!
Remember the answer is: I stole them from the president.
THIS POST IS EVEN BETTER NOW BECAUSE I’VE ACTUALLY HAD THIS INTERACTION
Must not blog like a twelve year old girl. Not anything against twelve year olds, or girls, but I really could care less about Harry Styles.
kids these days are so spoiled
when i was your age we had an animated disney castle intro
and we had to walk uphill both ways to see it
Barefoot, in the snow
Running away from velociraptors
AND WE WERE THANKFUL.
So, apparently, the Universe has decided that I need to be on Tumblr.
I had gotten sick of the change of attitude, and lack of acceptance on Tumblr, and how it had become basically what Twitter was 3-5 years ago. But, lo and behold, my dad showed my Tumblr, which had not been used in months, and I got a job! For the US Government, and has to do with writing and contracts. Anyway, I’m back.
Sorry for being AWOL!