The hard drive on my computer is like
“Haha fuck you, bye.”
And I’m like
Why is hard drive failure even a thing? Whoever made hard drives so they could potentially ruin your life is mean.
- Sara: How do you guys all have more followers than me? I've had a tumblr just as long as that person.
- Me: I think it's because we're all in fandoms. Fandom people all follow each other.
- Sara: You're saying if I develop an unhealthy obsession with something and then post about it every day I'll get more followers?
- Me: ...basically? Yes.
- Sara: Fuck that shit.
They should really change the lyrics in My Funny Valentine from
“Your looks are laughable, unphotographable, yet you’re my favorite work of art”
“You’re ugly as fuck, but I love you.”
If I die or anything, play Dirty Dancing on repeat at my funeral.
Like, no sappy slideshow of me and my eventful seventeen years of life. Just Dirty Dancing.