Hi guys. So, I am going on a hiatus(obvs) and I don’t know if I’m coming back or not. *cue excessive use of italics and shit alongside with dramatic songs AND LONG RANTING SHIT*
Lately tumblr’s been such a- I don’t know, bother for me? It’s still kind of an understatement though. I just don’t feel it as much as I did before. It has changed or rather I have changed.
I’m not sure if I’m experiencing mild(?) depression, or you know, existential crisis. Either way, it’s seriously eating me up. It’s not that I self-harm or something. Everything just feels weird; everyone, people, myself. I’m getting too caught up with life, I guess? “Wow,” right? Wow life. I’m really talking about life outside the internet(if ever there is life inside the internet, which I’m sure you’ll all say there is). I haven’t been able to progress and prosper(wtf) and be productive. I am NOT being myself, that’s what it feels.
Leaving tumblr is kind of right then at the same time wrong. I’m only leaving this blog. This londamn shit. My ONLY blog. It’s suffocating me. I’m not even having hate hence never did I have one. It just doesn’t feel right anymore. It being fun and enthusiastic and whatever synonyms of fun there is.
Since when did tumblr become all about followers and being in when you have a lot? Since when did it become to feel like a job to post nice things just to please your followers, and not lose? Since when did it become dead, unreal, and lonely. Yeah, you’ve made some friends but they’re barely there. It’s like you’ve made friends that’ll only last for a day, and be back tomorrow when you’re both on(not all though), and that just sucks. I’m only saying this because this is how I feel, I’m not explaining this for everyone.
I know that tumblr is huge. A wide social networking site that millions of people are on at the same time, blogging, talking(even having tinychats), and shit. But I don’t want it anymore. I mean, I want tumblr, I just don’t like the type of blogging I’m doing.
Maybe you’re saying I should just make a personal and post shit I want and don’t give a fuck anymore but yeah, I’m too much of a sloth and life, as I told you life is keeping me from doing so.
TL;DR Hi, I’m leaving(?) because I don’t like this kind of blogging where you are forced(or not) to have a nice blog and nice posts and forever struggling to find a nice theme just to have a nice blog rate to earn a nice amount of followers because YAY FOLLOWERS. NO. It doesn’t fit me, I’m not liking this one bit. It’s forced and suffocating. You may think omg wht r u sayin fuck u tumblr is joy ohana humunuhumunukapua blablabla etc so be it. This have been my decision and honestly speaking, it’s one of the best I did.
Unfollow if you want, it doesn't matter anymore.
"WE HAD SUCH A GOOD TIME TOGETHER TUMBLR. YOU MADE ME LAUGH AND FEEL AND LEARN BUT THIS MAY BE THE END."
If you still want to know the bigger story behind this, here: (I'll only reply to off-anons, I can read anons but I won't answer them)