People aren’t concepts to be completed.
|—||I think I just defined tumblr.|
Client attempt to help me understand what went wrong.
Oh fuck this is it.
This is the last post of the Internet.
I should fucking hack tumblr and every 2.0 site and post this everywhere.
I decided that I’m gonna give it up and stop trying to vent my hatred for the world in this blog. Instead, I am going to channel it into the funny, macabre and very ocassional pretty pictures blog with the rare personal post blog it was.
Fuck depression, fuck anxiety, fuck the international breaks, fuck Visual Fox Pro, fuck the Funny Season, kill all refs.
Instead, have a gif of Falcor, the lucky dragon, being as creepy as only he can be.
I had to break open the door of my apartment to get out.
Great start for the day. On the lookout for the lighting that’s gonna hit me later.
You know I had a dream about sex and bunny masks and it’s been bugging me all day and I can’t find the image I’m pretty sure I got the idea from.
Putting 55 gigs of really random music really loud at the office turned out to be something really entertaining.
Frank Sinatra - My Way
Rage Against the Machine - Bulls on Parade
Jack Off Jill - Girlscout
Gorillaz - Kids with Guns
Cradle of Filth - Born in a Burial Gown
btw i don’t know if you heard but venezuela died last night, this country went to hell making a government full of hypocrites, liars and thieves eternal by choosing a bus driver who speaks with birds and believe cancer is contagious as the new president
i couldnt make that shit up if i tried
i’m really depressed
So yeah that does it. I went through 800 something pages of liked posts.
It was an interesting journey I will not repeat again anytime soon.
Also believe or not “I really shouldn’t share that via tumblr” comes up much more often than “This is probably worth sharing in tumblr and I will not ruin anyone’s lives with it”.
Tumblr’s dark side is fascinating and this blog isn’t really made for posting that kind of shit though.