I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, “Kiss me harder,” and “You’re a good person,” and, “You brighten my day.” I live my life as straight-forward as possible.
Because one day, I might get hit by a bus.
Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands.
But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate.
And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care.
We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans.
We never know when the bus is coming.
Tumblr lesson #512:
Everyone has that one follower that if given the chance, they’d fuck into oblivion.
Tumblr lesson #563:
“Follow for fitness :)”…..don’t do that shit.
Anonymous asked: If you yourself can have an opinion then others can as well. You're no saint. You say things that are incorrect and others will chime in to tell you that. Stop acting as if you are perfect.
This is a perfect example of exactly what I meant.
Nowhere did I say people can’t have an opinion. Nowhere did I say opinions weren’t valid. Nowhere did I say I was a saint. You’re using my post to get a point across, but it’s not even related. It’s like the posts I’ve put up where people have thrown in an opinion that didn’t exactly connect (“jump kicks are effective!” never said they weren’t…”intelligence isn’t measured in math facts” never said that was an exclusive trait of an intelligent person…). It’s getting old to say something and have other people jumping on top of me for having an opinion. I’m not feeling it.
This makes me glad that I’m not “tumblr famous” enough for people to bother with this kind of thing. Not that I’d give enough of a fuck to even dignify this type of shit with a response if I was. I respect that you are trying to clarify things for people on here, because I think you genuinely care and are a good guy. I just don’t have the patience for that kind of stuff. (This coming from a girl who gets like 12 asks/year that are to be published and maybe 5 more from people who are sending me stuff privately.)
I think I’ve gotten maybe 3 things in my ask box the entire time I’ve been on tumblr from an anon either attacking me for something, or just generally being an asshole. Hit delete without prejudice, tl;dr, no fucks given. Keep doing you, jay.