everyone is embarrassed of their fourteen year old self trust me if you’re fourteen right now you will regret whatever it is that you are doing at this moment
What, being a SuperWhoLockian, Tumblrian, and just being generally pretty good? I don’t think so.
screenshot this and look at it in 3 years
Wow holy shit guys, it’s been approximately 5 years and I’m drunk enough to not regret finally acknowledging this
Surprise surprise, I was that kid
I know the above is the most cringy 14 year old thing to say, but hot damn y’all I was a child and I had just found an online community of people where being a fucking nerd was “hella cool” and oh my god I was having a blast, and with my new fragile self confidence I decided to say “no I don’t regret what I’m doing/what I like right now at this moment because I don’t hate myself and that’s pretty neat!” And y’all remember 2012-2013 tumblr that shit was absolutely cringy, I was just repeating phrases I’d heard. But then, it got turned into a “laugh at the child” and then I got dozens upon dozens of hate messages and my confidence about literally everything got shattered
I had messages telling me to kill myself and messages calling me a snowflake and an idiot and a c*nt and all those other words that are meant to hurt you. Even years after I changed my URL, I’d get a sinking pit in my stomach whenever I’d see this post go around again because I knew I’d get those three or four snide anons asking “so do you regret it?”
And yes I absolutely do, fuck off
So yeah, I was a stupid tumblr kid and probably shouldn’t have commented
But I didn’t deserve the onslaught of hateful messages
So now y’all know, it’s me
Surprise, or whateverLET CHILDREN BE HAPPY
LET CHILDREN ENJOY THINGS
STOP TARNISHING CHILDREN’S LIVES WITH YOUR ADULT BITTERNESS AND CYNICISM
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Breaking news:
Girls actually love nice guys, it’s just that you’re not as nice a guy as you think you are.
I find this really hard to believe, as every time I’m interested in a girl she ends up with an asshole and I end up friendzoned or worse.
Imagine being the *exact* type of guy a post was aimed at, but somehow remaining blissfully unaware of that fact…
“live fast, die young. bad girls do it well” I sing as I organize my sock drawer before going to bed at 9:30pm on a Friday night
Remarkable
im kim
I’m Kim’s nose whistling
i’m the blackberry keyboard clicking
it looks like you’re using ad block
yeah I fucking am bitch! If I turn it off i’ll instantly be hounded by like 2 sex ads and 50 virsues
“van gogh ate yellow paint because-” he was suicidal, karen
“If Van Goah had antidepressants, we wouldn’t have his artwo-” We’d have a lot more of his work, Karen, and who the fuck cares about what we get from him he deserved to be well, karen.
“he cut his ear off for a woman because he lo-” because he was mentally ill, Karen.
i regret telling a coworker i was vegetarian because now a year later theyre vegan and they live in portland and every single day they post a video on facebook of them like running up to a truck full of cows and crying and apologizing to them
who’s papa john
I just realized that I commented on the wrong post.
Modern day Princey and Leather Anxiety
Oh wowwwwww I hadn’t thought about that!!! Haha XD