I’m going to break the hiatus to post a little (lol this in’t going to be little at all) something to wish y’all a Happy New Year/Merry Christmas.
To be honest, I stole the idea from Nina. I—well, I’m going to write this down to talk about the amazing people I’ve met throughout the whole two years I’ve spent on Tumblr. This is going to sound cheesier than Swiss cheese, but I’ll say it anyway; Tumblr has astoundingly changed my life. It really did. It taught me how to be bolder, how to look at stuff from a different perspective, and how even at your worst, simple words from a great friend are still enough to make you smile for the rest of the day. These two years were—well, to be honest, they’ve held the most horrible, staining memories I’ll ever be damned with. But they’ve also held the most amazing memories I’ve ever been blessed with.
Tumblr was, and still is, my hideout. It’s where my babies came to life, and also where I was granted life. Tumblr’s like my little shoebox apartment with a bunch of weirdos hanging out with me 24/7, and it’s fair to say I wasn’t that one girl who got stuck with that one annoying, creepy roommate, for my roommates are all fucking flawless.
Nina, you are the reason that I smile and laugh a lot. You are the reason I’m not just another bitter teenager who is a 24/7 asshole. Because, well, you made me a 24/6 asshole—today being one of those days I’m Sappy Sal. Today being one of those days I’m actually sweet. You’ve been my best friend for 4 years now—I think 5, I’m not sure. And you have no idea how much I appreciate your existence. You can secret-tap to the way I change moods and you should take a Nobel prize (is that how you spell it?) for being the best Sal-reader to have walked on the face of this Earth. You know how to handle my after-breakup and through-breakup. The best thing about you is that you, sometimes, don’t push me into talking—you just know and you wait till I’m ready to rant out. You don’t baby me when I feel vulnerable because you know it’ll only make me feel even more vulnerable. And you handle crazy-I’m-going-to-honestly-throw-myself-in-front-of-a-car me p e r f e c t l y. You are the most beautiful person I have ever met and your soul is the definition of pulchritude. I hope you marry your mekaneeky one day, so I can sleep with his best-man. If he’s hot.
SOLDIER KEVANO, LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, THE DICKFACE WHO SENT ME THE SCARIEST CLOWN EVER RIGHT BEFORE I WENT TO SLEEP.
You and your music taste give me butterflies. Not really, but you like most of the bands I like, so you get a—well, you get a ‘me’ for a friend and I don’t know what else you’d want. You’re one of the few people who have seen all of my sides, and I know most of them scare you, but to be honest people who have seen these sides of me scare me too, so it’s a win/win to fear. You’re a great friend, you really are—when you’re not teasing me and annoying me and uhuh. We’ve been friends for, what, a year now? Wow, 12 months and you still managed to stay a loser.
CLAUDIA, THE LOVE OF MY LIFE. Let me ramble on and on and on about how amazing and simply flawless you are. You’re my soul mate, my bestfriend and the bane of my existence. You’re the longest person I’ve known on here and the only person I’ve never ever fought with. That’s never happened before. I love you, I love you, I love you, you little shit. Your accent is adorable and you’re adorable and just dhfjshfhsdfjksljfksdjfkskf. I don’t care if you live in Australia, little shit, we’re going to move in together and we’re going to stay bestfriends till the end of time. You’re one of the very few people who I can count on being there for me whenever I want to rant and you’re the only person I go to for gossip, which makes us pretty lame, but y’know. You’re mesmerizing. That’s it, mesmerizing. And I appreciate the fact that you’re breathing right now. I hope you get the best in life there is to give and I hope you smile a lot.
You’re also one of the longest people I’ve known on here. You’re my little sunshine satan and the Nicole to my Keith. I’m really glad I asked you for a starter that one time, because ever since then you’ve made my life better. You’re just so cute and so adorable and so nice and so sweet and you’re just—wow. Like I said, you’re my home. And I never want you to leave. You deserve laughter and love and cuddles and everything good. You deserve to be kissed good morning and good night and good afternoon and just good every hour. If I wasn’t sure I’m in love with someone else, I would’ve probably maybe fell in love with you. Because fuck me, you’re just so easy to love. You’re perfect, you really are.
You are the most amazing human being known to human beings; you are the definition of cuteness overload. You are—well, you are my ultimate best-friend. And good God, I can call you at 3 in the morning to laugh till I’m too tired to breathe. You should know that my favourtie time of the day is when I’m in a skype call with you. I remember stalking you from a distance and thinking that you’re too precious and too flawless to befriend an idiot like me, but me being an idiot is one of the many reasons you tolerate me, I know. You’re just a little nugget and you’re—too good to describe by words. You’re the only person who can rock an oversized hoodie and a pixie cut and act like a drunk-puppy without getting slapped in the face.
You are a little hormonal asshole, and I think you’re the first friend I’ve ever made on this account. I mean, the only friend who actually talked to me. You’re a great writer and you’re so easy to talk to and you’re just jdhfshfsdjfksjdfks. I don’t know what to say because I’m not that good with talking about my feelings, but I really hope we stay friends because you seem like a great person.
WIFEYYYYY! You are the most talented writer I have ever been hypnotized by on this website. Fucking hell, your character is so fucking flawless and so fucking hfjshdfjshdf. I’m not lying or exaggerating when I say that yoU MAKE ME SMILE AND FANGIRL AND BLUSH A LOT BECAUSE HOLY SHIT YOU ADORABLE LITTLE SHIT WITH YOUR ADORABLE LITTLE LOVE NOTES AND I HAVE THE BIGGEST CRUSH ON YOU EVER I S2G I C AN T B R EA THE.
We don’t talk much, but I reckon you deserve a spot on here, too. Because, well, because you’re—great. You’re my cuddle-fuck buddy and you’re one of the poor-guys associated with me. You’ve earned your cookies, but you’re not going to earn any blow-jobs ever. You’re a great writer and I stalk most of the threads I find on my dash, and I just [insert the monkey emoji—the one hiding his eyes]. YOU’RE MY BIGGEST FAN AND I’M YOUR BIGGEST FAN—I don’t really think I’ve ever been your biggest fan, but let’s take this as a metaphor or an exaggeration or anything. But yeah, you ended up on my follow forever, take a deep breath and let that sink in for a little while.
