the-alchemy-of-deduction said: Hope you find a way to manage all the things together
Since I got a boyfriend I am really bad at Tumblr and I’ve lost loads of followers and all my biggest fans have changed and are never consistent anymore and that makes me hate myself. To be fair to myself, I got a boyfriend like 2 weeks into A-Levels so the extra workload could have an affect on my Tumblring. Ok, that’s me bullshitting probably, it’s mostly James and I’m a dick and all the people I used to message all the time I never do anymore ahhhh I hate myself and I want to apologise to those people (one in particular I suppose) but that might turn into a conversation that I can’t keep up and I’ll just let them down all over again. I’m very lucky that /this/ is what I’m stressing about because a year ago was a very different story and my life has improved lots and most of my worries now are normal teenage worries and not fucking horrid things. Wow, that was an unexpected tangent. Most of my stresses now are exam stress and arguments with the boyf and “wow where did all my friends go I have like 2 friends now but they’re awesome but all these people hate me or are apathetic towards me for no reason, I’m bad at keeping up relationships” ok ‘nother unexpected tangent, I don’t want James to be the reason why I have no friends and I like to think that all these people never really liked me in the first place. Actually I barely spoke to anyone over the summer holidays so I suppose it really is my fault. Having Jam didn’t help but like it’s my fault I’m bad at balancing friends with work with boyf. I’m improving on that though, I’m trying to do the revise and I had a real life sleepover at the weekend that was hella fun :)
This one sentence long post became a very long journally type thing.
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my boyf thinks there’s no side of tumblr for him I’m crying I wanted a cute tumblr boyf so I could tag him in cute funny posts and post lil selfies of us help
it took him forever to think of his url too
I’ve never made a vow in my life and after tonight I never will again so, here in front of you all…my first and last vow.
“Give me someone I like."
The wavering projection instantly transported him back to the first time they’d been separated by the void. The months he spent trying to find a way across the void before accepting that he could only send an image. No touch. The last time Rose’s image had been in the console room was when he had burned up a sun just to see her one last time, to tell her goodbye. And he never even got the chance. He didn’t get to tell her the words that he tried to get out, the ones she deserved to hear.
He thought she knew, thought that it really wasn’t necessary to say it but one look at her face during that aborted goodbye told him otherwise. She needed to hear it, needed to know because she was sure of her feeling, brave like she always was in being able to tell him, but her eyes were vulnerable. She didn’t know for sure that he loved her.
New him, new room, same feelings. But this time when he fell apart, Rose wasn’t there to put the pieces back together. (excerpts from fic by perfectlyrose)