I love tags it’s like muttering under your breath on the internet
oops, I did it again
changed my damn username
made your tags go insane
oh baybeh baybeh
I use FF at home as sort of a “eh why the fuck not” casual middle finger to my workday. anyway sometimes I open a new tab and type “tumblr.com” and hit enter and it whips over to the tab where I already have that exact page open. sweet FF.
I’ve always thought the point of Tumblr was to feel less alone. your inane bullshit will be enjoyed by someone. your rabid fandomry is appreciated, nay, lifted on a pedestal. your odd quirks become rallying points that make you realize maybe humans aren’t so different from each other, even across the boldest lines we like to draw: physical health, mental health, weight, pigmentation, religion, politics, sexuality, us vs. them.
and yet I see posts that are lists of “here are the things I feel/am/do as X,” almost possessively, like no one else could POSSIBLY experience these same things – but isn’t it more freeing to know that they do? to know that when you’re sweating over a detail of online interaction in a particular way, overthinking the consequences of sharing your thoughts, wondering if you’re allowed to have that opinion…to know that maybe people who seem confident and normal and put together deal with that sometimes too?
maybe I’m wrong; trying to be aware of my unconscious bias/privilege.
I wish there was a “liking for the tags” button on a post that only showed up for mutuals.
friend: new url
me: who dis
I rly like that I don’t always get tagged in posts, but ppl just say “hey August” and assume/know I’ll see it… I like that abt Tumblr
SORRY to break tags of me but I’m rakhat-answers now, previously katsaing-fire
(it’s The Sparrow’s fault.)
