last time i checked, you were the one who uploaded the picture onto the internet in the first place?
it’s been one of THOSE days.
lulz. i have no idea who this person is, but they’ve reblogged pictures of my friends - more recently Mike’s cat picture which i found kinda weird. i’d probably understand it more if this person knew my friends irl, but i don’t think they do.
i asked them a question, or rather made a comment about it in their ask-box pertaining to my paranoia that there are strangers reblogging images of actual people in my life - ones whom do not know this stranger. see, i’m not new. i get the internet, perhaps maybe on an even deeper level than i should. i was hoping that said person would be like ‘oh lulz lets be franz’ or ‘lulz i like da peekture’.
but no. and maybe my approach was awkward or too bland to be understood beyond a internet sass mental voice. point of the matter is, i give no fucks about reblogging or the internet. what creeps me out is that these are real people. i post images that i know my mutual friends will like. images that involve the people i love and or admire - and now i’m not talking about celebrity pictures or random shit like that. i don’t have 1564123 followers, for a reason. i don’t post things to get the attention. if anything i communicate with my friends when i don’t feel like talking to them via text, email or face to face. it’s a sad crutch in which i lean on, but a form of communication nonetheless.
it’s just weird to me to see the little blue notes on my dashboard that involve real people, and not pictures of cats, pizza or some abnormal good looking human/art piece.
and for the record it wasn’t photoshopped, which is why i added the #catwang iphone app tag. you would’ve known that, had you bothered to read the content.
so yeah, the internet.
(via storyofmylolife)
Woke up to this.
Now I’m like this:

GPOY: Oscar and Mama
—- JUST FOR THE RECORD, I HATE WATERMARKING MY SHIT, BUT I ALSO DON’T LIKE RANDO’S ALL UP IN MY SHIZ —-