days of tumblr

If a tumblr falls in the forest, and no followers are there to reblog it, does it make a sound?

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Mainly a collection of quotes and stuff I like, with occasional interludes of my bitterness 'n' straight-up mentally ill thots. No identifying details. You don't know me.
Jan 09
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Soon enough it was explained to me that apparently I liked unavailable people, enjoyed drawing them out the way they’d never be able to do with me. After this process, I grew bored with what they couldn’t provide me. This struck me as something of a devil-may-care attitude and I resolved to keep it up no matter how much pain I caused myself.

V. important: http://thisrecording.com/today/2010/1/7/in-which-we-request-a-do-over-on-this-last-decade.html

It’s called “In Which We Request A Do-Over On This Last Decade,” and boy does a do-over sound good.  Whenever I read other people’s memories of college I feel extremely wistful about never having passed out on a professor’s bushes/done anything Asher Roth would ever sing about.

As we already know, I am super proud of having the same birthday as the This Recording editors.  This piece mentions Fiona Apple, who also shares our birthday (but who, to tell the truth, I was never much into), AND that the writer is an INTJ, which I am too.  It’s my spiritual home on the internet, basically.