Well hello there tumblr. Nice to meet you.
Why did I start this… I’m not sure. I don’t even know if I want this to be anonymous or not. Or what I want to talk about. Maybe I’m looking for something else on the internet to distract me from my real-life-duties. This is likely.
I’m usually disgusted at people sharing details about themselves on the internet. That kind of attention whoring is very bothersome. I hope I’m not getting sucked into it. I guess we’ll see.
I remember having a xanga in middle school and always writing about what I did that day or how school was or hanging out with my friends. I suppose that was therapeutic in a way, kind of like keeping a diary.
So why don’t I just keep a diary?
Too much trouble to find pens and paper I suppose. And not narcissistic enough.
