Satisfied with being a deadbeat

thesamesea:

Out of the 14 people I know who I am aware know/check my blog, I like 4 of them, am indifferent to 6 and dislike 4. For that reason, I’ve decided this will now be a impersonal blog. Not that it has been particularly whiny recently but oh well.

No doubt I’ll like more people again soon and will resume but yeah.

Been feeling a similar way for a while.
While I like most of the people I know that follow me (8 of 15 (indifferent to 5, dislike 2)), it just feels that, while I mostly reblog gifs of stupid bullshit these days, every post I make, some of these followers who I know hate me are just judging me and thinking, urgh, as if he posted that, or something.

This tumblr was just for fun and for me and it kind of sickens me now how it’s just become another way for people to find out shit about others. If it weren’t for the sickening sentimental value I hold to this shit I’ve posted over the last few years on here, I would have deleted this tumblr long ago.

Thanks Beau for giving me the courage to say it,

FUCK YOU GUYS.

Those nights when you go help out at a PA Irish night evening for friends, and one friends mum, in a drunken haze, goes around with a bald lady’s (presumably cancer or something) wig on, and another particularly “interestingly-minded” friend says:

See that’s what I’ll do when all my friends get cancer!

i’ll take u for a run

Pls do, maybe I’d be less shit with someone

what is this.

I’ve decided it’s not the thing for me,

so,

no.

So my parents desperately want me to get fit before I go volcano hiking on World Challenge in a few weeks time, and so are trying to get me to exercise every evening.

I’m just about to go for a run.

Pray for me.