adrianne @adriclan - Tumblr Blog

09/04/2024

ok!!! I spent so long hacking into my mom's old email address from 2011 to then somehow hack into this very old account.

although I wish I could say that once I logged on I left this account untouched to forever encapsulate as a 2000s accurate tumblr, I did unfortunately delete many one direction related posts. I really tried to fight through the cringe and find some kind of endearment in them but strangely, I found little endearing about very niche internet inside jokes about harry styles!!!! but don't worry, an entirely black + white page is also considered extremely 2000s accurate tumblr.

i don't know why i felt called to fight my way back onto here, but once i was back on and saw how much care (as an elementary + middle schooler!!) i had put into my tumblr, it felt wrong to let my page disappear into yet another corner of forgotten world wide web!!! i often seek somewhere to write about anything!! but struggle to decide where. i don't want a following but if i wanted to speak into a void, i would continue to write in a journal (aka my notes app). so this very old page of mine where i am still currently following accounts that haven't posted in 10+ years, felt like a perfect solution. i'm not necessarily alone here but i think i might as well be lol.

so if anyone is even reading this, hi!!!! but also forgive me if this post is giving boomer who isn't using this website right. and forgive me, again, if this writing is ugly or sloppy- i've never had an audience before!!

perfectlymarilynmonroe

“I sometimes felt I was hooked on sex; the way an alcoholic is on liquor or a junkie on dope. My body turned all these people on, like turning on an electric light, and there was barely anything human in it. Marilyn Monroe became a burden, a - what do you call it? - an albatross. People expected so much of me, I sometimes hate it. It was too much of a strain. I still feel that way. Marilyn Monroe has to look a certain way – be beautiful - and act a certain way, be talented. I wondered if I could live up to their expectations. There were times on The Misfits, in those emotional scenes, when I had a feeling I’d fail however hard I tried, and I didn’t want to go on-site in the morning. I was sorry that I wasn’t a waitress or a cleaning lady and free of people’s great demands. Sometimes it would be a great relief to be no longer famous. But we actors and actresses are such warriors, such – what is your word? – narcissus types. I sit in front of the mirror for hours looking for signs of age. I like old people; they have such qualities younger people don’t have. I want to grow old without facelifts. They take the life out of a face, the character. I want to have the courage to be loyal to the face I’ve made. Sometimes I think it would be easier to avoid old age, to die young, but then you would never complete your life, would you? You never totally know yourself.” — Marilyn, from Conversations with Marilyn by W.J Weatherby.