Hihihi.

This post is the first of its kind. While tomorrow I may delete it, I’ll look at it and laugh and remember that tonight, I had a good time. I laughed, and (didn’t) cry. A good time was had by all, and I was part of that all.

So goodnight, Tumblr. Sweet dreams to you.

So, this is one thousand.

Posts, that is. I was looking forward to it and dreading it simultaneously because I wanted it to be a good meaningful one. My eye is twitching. Specifically, bottom lid, left. Has been all evening. Probably because of being tired, but who am I to judge.

I wish I could say that it’s twitching because I’m so damn tired from being out living life, but again, I can’t. I’m playing way too much Call of Duty, spending way to little time on school, despite getting into good colleges so far, and I’m not even partying. Too many nights have been spent at home, alone. I want to live, I desire to be alive.

This thing isn’t turning out so bad after all. A little depressing, but not bad. I’ve realized it’s not a big deal. It’s a milestone, sure. You’ve put up with 999 other random shitstorms that have popped out of my head and onto my keyboard. But that’s okay, because a decent portion were reblogs of other people’s shitstorms. Moral of the long-winded story, I want to live life, so I’m going to.

Who’s down to party next weekend? Happy 1,000 to me, damn I’m getting old.