All the blogs I follow appear to know eachother on a first name basis, I feel like an awkward 223rd wheel or something.
that awesome moment when you finished reading a really good book and you see it at a store then you cunningly smile at it as if you had an affair with it.
The horrifying thing is that this is true.
Man I feel really bad for the Tumblr Staff because I bet they aimed for Tumblr to be a cool, suavé, photographic place for artists but in reality it’s made up of hormonal teenagers who obsess over gay fictional characters, and can’t even handle the reblog button turning green to teal
IT IS MINT GREEN
I’VE REBLOGGED THIS TWICE BEFORE REALISING THAT THE STAFF SAID THAT!