so i’m rereading my old blog posts (what kind of narcissistic asshole does that really but the kind that’s me) and realised that i got a lot of wonderful comments on my personal posts that i haven’t replied to. i know i have a lot of followers who are amazing beautiful people and if you ever feel like sometimes i’m ignoring you, don’t. i suck at getting in touch. i suck at getting in touch in real life, even more so online. i have a lot of friends here on tumblr that i’ve drifted away from and i regret that but i can’t seem to find the energy to talk these days. i guess i just wanted to say
hi, sorry i haven’t gotten back to you.
so it’s that time of year where i deactivate my facebook. this is major self-preservation right here. whenever i go on facebook, i feel instantly bad. i see people i used to be friends with, i see my friends being friends with other people (and that makes me feel bad! god, i am a horrible person!), i see other people who have time and money to spare traveling and just generally having a much better life than i have. i’ve been tempted to log on a few times this week but whenever i think about how terrible it used to make me feel, i prevail and stop myself. just now i thought i’d only open facebook when i’m absolutely sure nothing can ruin my day. and that day just hasn’t happened yet.