Alright, I admit it. I’ll surrender.
Tumblr is pretty rad.
Normally, I wouldn’t follow such internet fashions like this particular site. But there’s something about this site that just makes me go “oooft”. I don’t particularly need to trawl through various profiles just to see if somone had commented on (what usually is) an insulting wallpost from myself. It’s all here, on my dashboard. Effortless.
I can’t insult on here. It’s impossible. Normally I would rip apart someones idiotic status on Facebook, just because I could. No, not here. Tumblr makes me feel intelligent. It makes me feel….mature?
Basically, in lame terms, I like Tumblr. There.
It makes me feel all clever and stuff :}
Having being in complete mystery as to what Tumblr was, I finally plucked up the courage to ask my beloved 932 Facebook friends what it was.
“Tumblr, that place where emos blog about their shitty lives? o____o”
“The words “cool” and “tumblr” should not be used together”“Don’t be a fag” So, with my utmost encouragement from my ‘friends’, I got Tumblr. There. I’m cool now.