do you ever just “what the fuck is the point” so hard that you stop everything you’re doing and stare and pretty much wonder why you don’t vanish from existence because the level of done you are should pretty much deconstruct your biological makeup
Hello! So I don’t know if you’ve noticed but this tumblr hasn’t been active for about four months in an effort to reduce my distractions (i.e. exposure things that make me laugh, smile, and be a generally happy person) as I focused on much more ‘important’ things (i.e. college, graduation, board exams and other things that make me unhappy).
I’ve graduated from college a over a month ago and I guess I lost myself or a bits of myself in the process, as the road to graduation was tough as balls. I was decidedly unhappy after everything I went through and I’m in the works of feeling more like myself again, so I’ll be posting again in this tumblr as it’s my little happy place.
TLDR: Sorry for the inactivity and I’m back to posting stuff again yay
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