have i ever told you about my tumblr?

I have a Tumblr.

It is awesome.

I'm completely obsessed with it even though, just like Crackbook, it consumes way too much of my personal time. But I've pawned it off in my mind as 'blogging' therefore it has become my excuse when I don't want to do real people activities like interact with humans. Because, seriously, who wants to do those things anyway? As of right now, I sure as shit don't.

Anyway.

My tumblr is just another extension of who I am, but more on the visual side. It's got words too, so don't worry, for all those who actually READ this blog, and don't just come here for "pretty pictures of pretty things we all can't afford anyway".

Read.

Weep.

Or follow.

"You gotta stop using your wishbone where your backbone oughta be"

yiddish| #1

[begin thoughtful rant]

When I decide to love something or someone, I make the conscious decision to love hard.
Life is too short to be wasted on indecision.
There is no point in loving slowly, or softly.
No point in loving something over time.
No point in shaping your love to fit a certain situation.
Especially when time is promised to no one.
You never know when you'll have your last day here.
Take your last breath.

The concept of love can take us to new heights, and the lowest of lows.
It has the possibility of bending or even breaking our hearts.
It can take us to places we aren't sure we'll ever come back from.

But somehow, we always come back.
Somehow, I'm always coming back.

Love is so real.

[end thoughtful rant]