On second thought, I don’t think I’ll go back to using tumblr too much. I’m going to start a real blog. An interesting blog with a theme and more than just cute pictures (unless I take them myself or they are just relevent) and memes (I will have none).

I will not ask what air is, I will not reblog, I will do something creative with it rather than just give the illusion of creativity, and I will not screenshot (unless I must).

I will stick by these rules. Otherwise I’ll just come back here.

I’m surprised to see I still have 57 followers.
Did you guys just forget about me? Or were you secretly hoping I’d post again? :D

Wow it’s been a while since I’ve been on tumblr.

It’s actually really funny to think back (and look back on all the posts I made) and realise how people really got me down.

Looked at the messages I had waiting for me and one said I’m the biggest slut in Cairns. All I could think about was how terrible their grammar and spelling is.

Yeah, sometimes it helps to be an emotionless, cynical bitch.
But I really just couldn’t give a fuck about someone calling me a slut who won’t even show me their name. Oh and the fact that they obviously looked for my profile to say that I’m a slut. What a sad life they must lead.

Dis ma nue hairz. You lyk? (Taken with instagram) Dis ma nue hairz. You lyk? (Taken with instagram)

Dis ma nue hairz. You lyk? (Taken with instagram)

Today I’m having an ugly day.

Ah it’s just a bad day in general.

At least I have the series of Doctor Who and the record player that I bought to cheer me up.

I think I might go watch the Doctor and fall asleep listening to sad vinyls.

Why am I so out of the loop?

What’s going on? I don’t even know any more.

Sunbirds only have little hearts, and if they beat too fast they will stop.

What am I supposed to do? It’ll die if I trap it inside, but it will probably be eaten by something or die of the cold if I let it out.

GOOD AFTERNOON TUMBLR.

I THINK IT’S TIME FOR SOME BEATLES.

SPAM ME. NOW.

Why do I feel like this?

Of course, listening to Blink 182 probably isn’t helping.

Where are all the lovely (straight) boys at?

And why can’t I seem to find one to call my own?