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As if one of my favorite fucking Tumblr people ever doesn't live in my city!!! Fuck yeah bitches
On one hand
I use this space to share some. I think the key here is some. Sarah wrote recently this really raw, honest post mentioning this very thing. You get pieces of a person here but not the whole person. As often happens when I read her things I found myself nodding the entire time. My deepest emotions aren't ever really shared. On the other hand - Anger, hurt, confusion, you know the big stuff I keep close. :) Mostly cause, you know I heart you all, but I don't "really" know anyone here. And that's OK. I've met some amazeballs people through tumblr and will likely continue to.
The "getting fit" community here is bigger and more wonderful and more fucked up than I'd ever thought. There are so many women (I see mostly chicks) fighting so hard, working, some eloquent and thoughtful and so inspiring, yet so unhappy I want to pull them close and tell them they're wonderful right now, not when whatever goal is met. Funny thing, I'm one of them. But it's that "do as I say not as I do" thing. We women really and I mean REALLY need to be fucking nicer to each other.
Here and there I let my emotional ribbon unspool a few wraps in these posts and almost always feel better. Like breathing, it's letting it go, putting it out there and not "in" here any more. I don't know how I feel about yahoo buying tumblr. I'm sorta ambivalent. I do wonder what'll happen to all the pr0n.