when you see something on your dash and go to like it and then notice that you’ve already liked it and you smirk like “hah, good job me i knew you had good taste”
when you creep hard on people you see in public places often and then you actually see them in that place after the creeping has ensued and you just feel uncomfortable because you know stuff that they don’t know you know
A life good for photos may not be good for living.
logging into facebook is like walking into a party that nobody invited you to and then everyone goes to one room to have fun and you just stay for a little bit and then leave when nobody “likes” you and then you feel bad about your life
logging into tumblr is like walking into a giant british mansion party with every cool person you know and all the best food and drinks and all the cats you can play with and everyone is taking cool indie photos
one time i considered making a street style blog for where i live
lol then i realized it would just be pics of me and marissa
found some old pics of my mom from like the 70’s!
forgot i had these on my comp
gonna upload em
As depicted by my dashboard:
-wanting to be something/someone/somewhere you’re not
-taking blurry hipstamatic photos
-trying not to be hipster
-partying with sweaters on
-having a hard life full of existential quotes
-not giving a fuck.
feel free to reblog and add
(LOL found this in my archive)
every one of them made me remember that moment/day and smile