Listener of music. Lover of fandoms. Writer of songs. Eater of chicken wings. I run a side poetry blog over at good-night-listener (yet another WTNV reference)
Tumblr and I have kind of fallen out of love. We had an incredible two year and four month run, but I think it’s time for me to lay this blog to rest. I’ve laughed, cried and fanboyed over many a post, and I’ve shared that love with many a person. I don’t regret any moment of it. And my decision to terminate these of this blog is purely because of my changing interests. I’ve grown up a lot, and my tumblr has grown with me. It chronicles over two years of my life in digital form. It is the metaphorical scrapbook your mom stopped keeping after age two.
I am truly blessed by the love and support coming from my followers. To name a few in paticular, sarahaley101, onceagainsheishis, anjacatarina and all of my IRL friends, I love you guys. You’ve made my experience spectacular.
I may open up another tumblr, but it will be very different from this one. It will most likely be a place for my inner musings, beautiful art and Favourite music. I will post the URL once it is up. It would be really cool if you followed it, but I’m not going to force you if that isn’t your cup of tea.
And to be clear, I will NOT delete this tumblr. Its kind of like a tattoo, it would feel wrong to destroy 11,000+ memories, jokes, photos and writings. This blog will be preserved in full, and nothing will be changed. And who knows, maybe it’ll stay vigilant until the end of time. It’ll be The Blog Who Waited.
I love everyone so much, and I would love to stay in contact. I feel it would be appropriate to close with the beginning. I’ve also reverted my URL back to the very first one I ever chose, in April of 2012. I open at the close.
today was a normal day. i wore blue old navy jeans. black one-star converses. a linkin park shirt. i got to class on time. i stuffed down a hot dog at lunch. on these kind of days, you start to wonder, when is anything going to happen. looking back on the day, i start to think about a ton of stuff. and i noticed, things did happen. extraordinary things, not ordinary. my friends and i laughed. i haven’t done that in a while, genuinely, anyways. days like these, these are the days that things happen. they’re like an empty canvas. a raw drumbeat. blank page. waiting for your ideas to come spilling out. it’s because days like these, we are able to make changes, take risks. so, what is your canvas, what are your ideas and, what are you waiting for?
i miss a lot of things. i miss scribbling notes on pieces of dead trees and stuffing them into other dead trees, then slapping on a furtherly processed dead tree in the corner of the dead tree to put in a slab of processed earth to be magically transported to the construct of dead tree and processed earth that happened to be your house. i miss waking up at 8 am to text you before you got to work. i miss texting you meaningless things, only because i knew you loved it.
i miss waiting for date night because we both had insanely busy schedules. i miss staying up late because I couldn’t get you out of my head. i even miss the heartbreak of never waking up in the same town as you. i miss a lot of things, and they all have to do with you.
allhailtheweirdo-deactivated201 asked: "Once you get this, you have to share five random facts about yourself. Then share this with 10 of your favorite followers!!"
1. I don’t know what to put her
2. The asker is hella rad
3. My followers are hella rad
4. My friends are hella rad
5. Fandoms are my life
hello!! if you are MUSLIM, and are starting Ramadan on june 28th, PLEASE feel free to remind me either the day before or on Ramadan to tag food; heck, remind me both days! i am a very forgetful person and i am more than happy to tag anything. thank you and have a lovely day!!!
a reminder! please reblog so others can see this!!! thank you!!
