I will never be as beautiful as you deserve
and i will never be as nice a sight in the mournings as you have earned
i cannot promise that I will always be happy and dry eyed
and mostly I essure you I will be asamed of myself and hide
but I will love you through evrything if you just accept my flaws for flaws and learn to love them as i have :)
I just told the guy I like that I like him, it was the hardest thing I’ve ever done and now I’m expecting a text I know will never come and trying desperately to not let this heart break hit me
Part of Tumblr
Look at this site, isn’t it neat?
Wouldn’t you think that this dashboard’s complete?
Wouldn’t you think I’m the girl.
The girl who blogs… everything?
Look at this trove, treasures untold.
How many wonders can one Tumblr hold?
Looking around here you think.
Sure, reblog everything.
I’ve seen memes and hipsters aplenty.
Reblogged graphics and text posts galore.
You want messages? I’ve got twenty!
But who cares, no big deal.
I want more…
I want to be where the hipsters are.
I want to see, want to see them bloggin’.
Putting some pics in their; What do you call it? Oh queue.
Facebook and MySpace won’t get you far.
Friends are required for liking, commenting.
When they start creeping then you just… what’s that word again? Block.
Up where they like, where they reblog.
Where they have Caturday and Sundog.
Signup is free.
Wish I could be.
Part of Tumblr.
What would I give if I could live without these errors?
What would I pay to spend the day scrolling my dash?
Bet David Karp, he has a heart.
Bet he won’t reprimend his followers.
Bright young hipsters, don’t need misters.
Forever alone.
I’m ready to know what those hipsters know!
Ask them my questions and get some answers!
What is breathing? And what is… what’s the word? Air?
When’s it my turn.
Wouldn’t I love.
Love to like, follow and reblog.
Out of Facebook.
Wish I could be.
Part of Tumblr.amazing.
