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Best year of my life! :D
Karman Verdi, Untitled, 2020
Bro let me get a hit of that dandelion
Worst year of my life.
Cursed with the heart of a poet, and the tragedy of a poets life too.
If the choices I made didn’t really matter and suffering is optional…
Then why does it hurt so god damn much?
Y’all what if there was like a thing. Right?
This has been the worst year of my life
Anon, message me. I just want to ask a few questions!
Still didn’t get the right anon, you know who you are!
online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.
and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.
there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't think anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.
i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.
Anon, message me. I just want to ask a few questions!
I only come here to feel sad and nostalgic it seems. :’)
Can’t help but cry. It’s healthy though it makes me feel hopeful. Oh how much the times were better back then, and we didn’t know how good they were and how good we had it.
Just went through someone’s old blog and it reminded me of the best days of tumblr back when everything was amazing on this site. And genuine. Before it all went to hell with the bots and the strange things.
I truly miss it so much. My generation grew up here. Can’t believe I’m in my 30’s now and I remember when I saw the first funny tumblr post screenshot on another image hosting site. I was a teenager back then.
How time flies you guys!
I miss y’all <3
So very much :’) ,
-B
I miss being able to talk to you guys about everything.