i kind of told lydia that i missed her.

it’s weird to think that i thought i would always be on tumblr. there was never a point that i thought i would get tired of it, or bored of it. or too busy for it. and now here i am, actually in a time of my life where i’m content without it. slowly but surely i’ve found myself on it less. until all i did was lurk, and then finally i kind of knew i was done when i got a new phone and didn’t even waste my time downloading the app. it’s sad, because this was somewhere that i really did find myself. i grew because of this site, met friends on here that i would have never met in real life. i found my creativity here, found shows i’ll love for the rest of my life. i got to a point in my life where i felt like i couldn’t live without being on here. i couldn’t function without the distraction of gifsets and fawning over celebrities. and sure, i still use my phone as a crutch on days that my head in a bad place, but it’s nice to know that this site really doesn’t have some weird hold on me some people thought it did. i’m glad that it helped me grow, and i’m glad i grew out of it. of course i don’t regret a single moment on here, and i’ll cherish every like, conversation, and follower.

this is the last time i’ll be on here, and i just wanted to say bye.

my worries are like a silk red ribbon that i pull from my mouth. it’s a thread that never seems to stop, a magic trick i never meant to learn.

and now for my next act, watch as it wraps around my throat like a noose, and i struggle not to suffocate from it.

“magician”, k.a.

i’m really never on here anymore. even though i still open the tab and i still look at the dash a bit and refresh the page....like wtf am i doing

i was excited for the new rosanne reboot until i found out that she’s a trump supporter in real life AND makes it known on the show, it’s last man standing all over again like...................no thanks