Conspi-ERIN to Inspire

Tumblr became overrated.  I moved.  I’ll continue to write the little sentences I do post; but my main blogging will be somewhere else. 

I’m sad.  I miss the old Tumblr when it wasn’t such a hipster thing - I posted my heart out here, never cared about stupid followers, “notes”, reblogs, whatnot - and now it’s become… Well, I don’t know.  Hello Blogger.  I’ve missed you. 

Farewell, Tumblarians.

I feel like sulking. 

I should buy a Happy Meal.  That might cheer me up. 

Finals are a week away; and they are killing me slowly.  And not the least bit softly. 

I want to get a new blog.  I’ve been meaning to. 

Gonna surprise my sisters today. 

Lots to do today.  Eh. 

Blah blah blah. 

Might switch over to BlogSpot… like I always said I would. 

I realize now that maybe I’m glad we parted.  You were always so full of drama; and I couldn’t handle it.  Still can’t. 

Drunk-calls are sad. 

Boo-hoo. 

I deserve the best.  Doesn’t everyone?  I mean, I’m not planning on settling for crappy quality… Ever.

When I remember, it sometimes bothers me. 

People will continue to act like they care, act like they miss someone - only when they are reminded to.  Well, that’s not even true friendship at all. 

Because when you’re reminded to miss them, you don’t really miss them at all. 

I haven’t had a deep conversation in a while ever since I went off to college until today - and it was with a complete stranger. 

Compulsively wasting time on my break. 

Maybe, I’m happier like this.