March 2011
30 posts
Steve if you had assorted lollies, would you
(A) order them by flavours and eat the flavours evenly until they're all gone
OR
(B) eat the flavours from best to worst saving the ones you dislike for last?
If neither, which one makes more sense to you?
I would eat the flavors best to worse… unless I have the money to give away the bad lollies and buy more new yummy lollies :D
Part of Tumblr
PART OF TUMBLR
Look at this site, isn’t it neat?
Wouldn’t you think that this dashboard’s complete?
Wouldn’t you think I’m the girl.
The girl who blogs… everything?
Look at this trove, treasures untold.
How many wonders can one Tumblr hold?
Looking around here you think.
Sure, reblog everything.
I’ve seen memes and hipsters aplenty.
Reblogged graphics and text posts galore.
You want messages? I’ve got twenty!
But who cares, no big deal.
I want more…
I want to be where the hipsters are.
I want to see, want to see them bloggin’.
Putting some pics in their; What do you call it? Oh queue.
Facebook and MySpace won’t get you far.
Friends are required for liking, commenting.
When they start creeping then you just… what’s that word again? Block.
Up where they like, where they reblog.
Where they have Caturday and Sundog.
Signup is free.
Wish I could be.
Part of Tumblr.
What would I give if I could live without these errors?
What would I pay to spend the day scrolling my dash?
Bet David Karp, he has a heart.
Bet he won’t reprimend his followers.
Bright young hipsters, don’t need misters.
Forever alone.
I’m ready to know what those hipsters know!
Ask them my questions and get some answers!
What is breathing? And what is… what’s the word? Air?
When’s it my turn.
Wouldn’t I love.
Love to follow, like and reblog.
Out of Facebook.
Wish I could be.
Part of Tumblr.
“There’s a hell in every hello. Be careful. There’s something good in every goodbye. Be grateful.”
—I.S.F. (via itskatherinemae)
Katherine Mae: I had a patient today, →
itskatherinemae.tumblr.com
He’s been homeless for 28 years yet he’s enjoying life more than any of us would. Key word, he’s homeless- but he’s happy. Proves that happiness gives more joy to anyone than anything else could. He said “I have nothing, but i’ve had 78 yrs of life. That’s all I got but that’s more than enough.”
God really has a purpose for everyone you meet. This man, gave me one simple lesson: when you have nothing more, you have no choice but to love what you do have.
“To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never, to forget.”
—Arundhati Roy (via kari-shma)
