It’s actually kind of pathetic how sad I think people are when I have a Facebook. I’m in a different country, on a different continent, and when I see some of the things the people who I’m friendly with at home post I’m like ‘you have no idea what your’e saying and your’e kind of a waste of my time right now.’ I probably will rant about how much I hate Facebook on some other post of mine but truly, people, because I know a lot of my friends are secretly following me without my full knowledge of it, chill with your social media bullshit. You are all trying to look cooler than you are (I know I’m guilty of it) and it makes you look pathetic. Go enjoy life. Take for granted some of that hot American summer that I’m kind of missing and stop making me pity you. Paix.
Okay so I got into tumblr because I thought it would be a good way to project my ideas and interests out into the world but instead it became this kind of scrap booking thing. Although it has been enjoyable to an extent, I’m sick of just re-blogging photos of flowers and pictures of mountains with a caption that indicates some form of wanderlust. From now on I’m going to put more effort into this. What you see on my tumblr will be my thoughts and shit that I’m coming into contact with in an organic way. But yeah, I might reblog photos and quotes from Workaholics or Jack Kerouac, but know that what I’m posting is stuff I know about and for the most part it will be things that I’m genuinely interested in or following and are a part of who I am. So, here it goes.
Let me introduce myself, my name is Carolyn.
— Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises