I wish I care less. I wish I’m coldhearted so that I don’t have to worry all the time, I don’t have to give a fuck about anything. I wish I care less about you so that I won’t care whether you’re happy or sad or with someone else. I don’t want to feel so heavy hearted anymore.
I really don’t know what ‘I love you’ means. I think it means ‘Don’t leave me here alone.’
I am not sure why I am on this website, and I am not sure what is the point to my blog. I feel like one day I will find a reason to keep my blog by having it sit here…but still… I am not sure. One thing I am sure about: I hate Tumblr. I hate the fake persona everyone tries to portray. I hate the unoriginality. I hate how someone can be so “important” on Tumblr, yet a nobody in real life. It’s sad and it’s pathetic and it is a waste of time. Tumblr has become…a joke- a sad little world full of sad little people who post pointless shit and try to be “cool.” You’re not artsy. You’re not indie. You’re not unique. You’re not more important or special than any other Tumblr user.
So if I hate Tumblr so much…why do I have a blog? I’m not sure yet. I want a point, a purpose, a reason to actually have a blog.
I don’t have one yet, though, and it’s rather annoying.
Aliw giveaway! In celebration of my post-birthday celebration last February, I am giving free aliw to lucky followers, yes you read that right, followers who get the chance to retweet this. You know what the golden rule say, “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you”. So to practice what I preach dear brothers and sisters I would give out aliw to all the needy out there.
However, since the word aliw's a bit confusing, I will try to give my own definition of aliw to avoid logical fallacies. It’s not the typical “you know what I mean” kind of thing, but rather a just-call-my-name-and-i’ll-be-there scenario. Sorry if I broke your heart.
OMG, you could win a friend guys can you not believe it? One retweet, one friend! OMG
*Tumblr ask for more details.