Alright, Listen Up,

Alright, listen up,

Now that Tumblr has completely fucked most people with killing their links (if you put any link, even one that directs back to a Tumblr post, it no longer shows in the search engine), it’s on YOU, the consumer, to make sure things get noticed. By that I mean, if you LIKE something and you don’t reblog it, that’s right, that’s less chance of it getting seen. When a post does poorly, the creator will eventually stop creating. This goes for gifs, icons, headers, writing, art, you name it. Creators will eventually stop. So, you LIKE something, click that little reblog button. Click the queue option. If you want to keep seeing your favorite creators, it’s up to YOU to make sure their posts actually get seen.

And, before anyone wants to pipe up, one person DOES make a difference. If you’re reading this thinking “oh, someone else will reblog, I don’t have to!”. Well, no. You’re wrong because if YOU’RE thinking that, many other people are as well which means, no the post will not be seen and the creator stops creating (or at least publishing for your unpaid consumption).

The post doesn’t match your blog aesthetic? Make a new blog. You don’t have to maintain it. Just click the reblog button and it’ll STILL help get the creators some form of recognition.

If you like seeing creations from creators, then help them out and hit the damn reblog button.

ahh I got a haircut! Chopped off at least 10 inches. 😊😊 

Feels GREAT! great start to a month long of winter break :)

Me: *shows my sticky note drawing* does this look like a flower?

Friend: no it looks like a ...

Me: oh

Friend: daisy.

Me: ... thank you

Haha

sometimes I just wanna stop existing because I keep messing up and it drags me down so hard  :) :) life is goin great rn. 

LIKE. I GET BACK PAIN AND CHEST PAIN AND IM LIKE WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING TO ME ??? . AND MY FACE IS GETTING STRESSED I CAN ALREADY TELL. AND I GET HEADACHES....

 AND THATS JUST BODY PAIN.

My older friend: shit. Oh no sorry!

Me: ... I'm 18 you can swear around me

friend: exactly

Me: YOU'RE ONLY 3 YEARS OLD THAN ME

why am I still stressed? ahh! :)