Young Blood

*awkwardly walks into the center of the room*

A lot has changed. You know.. And I don’t even know where to begin. 

When I initially started Tumblr I was looking for a safe place to experiment and write. Almost like writing my thoughts and life to any guinea pig crazy enough to stumble upon. But really this is more for myself. A space where I can semi publicly speak my mind. I’ve tried that private diary stuff and it’s kind of depressing. I’ve always felt like I could just speak my mind and type away creatively on this platform. And of course reblog a ton of things to give my profile the aesthetic. “so tumblrrrrr”.

BUT WAIT.. I totally had this black galaxy background layout that had infinity scroll of my page so you could see all the aesthetic shit I reblogged. Where did this go?! Maybe I’m too old to figure out where it had went. Everything looks instagrammy and not emo black galaxy infinity backgroundammy. Ugh. Sad.

Anyways I’m going to make some efforts writing here again. I’m forewarning it could be as dry as your aunts Thanksgiving dinner where you nod pretending you liked the food while currently receiving seconds on the plate. Or it can be emotional and dark. But nine times out of ten it’ll be too adult sounding for anyone to even pay attention to because I’m seriously not trendy or young enough to maintain a vibing tumblr. Vibez. 

I’m in that awkward age range where I have to be at work five o’clock in the morning working thirteen hour days but I also troll anitwt trying to find moots. A home owner who totally and completely loves watching hentai. Holy shit am I really saying all of these things out loud? I’m not backspacing. Let’s keep this going. 

I want a space where I can be me freely. No judgements. Just let me do my thing ok. And you keep reblogging your aesthetic stuff so I can like it and reblog too. Just don’t mind me. I’m one hundred percent selfish in unloading all of this essentially publicly. And it's not that I want to be heard or that I want you to read. I just want a space where I feel comfortable and it’s me. 

So I’m getting pretty tired. I worked a super long day.. if you didn't catch the whole working super duper early paragraph. Adulting totally sucks. ANYWAYS what I’m trying to say is I will be posting some travel photos and I want to write about them. Whether it's about how I was feeling in that moment or stories behind the photos. I plan on doing that coming up. Along with reblogging a lot of “that's so tumblr” shit. Ya feel? More so I’m telling myself I’m going to be doing this so I actually do it.