t was a summer night and the crickets were chirping. As the moon shuns into my room from my window, I lay awake in my bed thinking of how life would be if I could let everything out that had been bottled up in my head. I just wanted to free my mind of all the secrets locked deep inside my mind out. I needed a place to let free of all the grudges that I had on people. I wanted a place where I could be myself.
I’m jealous of a newborn, their mind so pure and clear but yet so confused at the same time. They know nothing but the face of her mother and father. They are the purest form of life.
Innocence. As I lay there, I grew tired of heat of the summer nights. I went to open the window letting the night …show more content…
Being the curious 13-year-old girl I was made me want to try it.
I made a Tumblr account after I finished reading her email. At first, I did not know how to work it. So I just shot the whole idea down. I told her that it was stupid and we argued about if
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it was asinine or not. Then she gave me a list of people to follow. She explained to me the concept of “Tumblr famous” people. She told me, “Tumblr is not foolish. You are the one that does not know how to work it. You probably follow the wrong people.”
We said our goodbyes and hung up. I wondered if Tumblr could be the place where I could air out and not be judged? I could almost go back to being a new born, so innocent to the world. I hoped that Tumblr could be all that she described. This new thing is where I would found myself every day.
As the months went by, Tumblr and I had become a daily routine for me. It was almost an addiction for me. I would wake up, roll over find my glasses, grab my phone check the time, open my app for Tumblr, and see what happened while I was sleeping. Next I would get up go to the bathroom and do my hygiene routine. After I would get out the bath room and check it while
I was getting dressed. Tumblr had become my new
I’m jealous of a newborn, their mind so pure and clear but yet so confused at the same time. They know nothing but the face of her mother and father. They are the purest form of life.
Innocence. As I lay there, I grew tired of heat of the summer nights. I went to open the window letting the night …show more content…
Being the curious 13-year-old girl I was made me want to try it.
I made a Tumblr account after I finished reading her email. At first, I did not know how to work it. So I just shot the whole idea down. I told her that it was stupid and we argued about if
.
it was asinine or not. Then she gave me a list of people to follow. She explained to me the concept of “Tumblr famous” people. She told me, “Tumblr is not foolish. You are the one that does not know how to work it. You probably follow the wrong people.”
We said our goodbyes and hung up. I wondered if Tumblr could be the place where I could air out and not be judged? I could almost go back to being a new born, so innocent to the world. I hoped that Tumblr could be all that she described. This new thing is where I would found myself every day.
As the months went by, Tumblr and I had become a daily routine for me. It was almost an addiction for me. I would wake up, roll over find my glasses, grab my phone check the time, open my app for Tumblr, and see what happened while I was sleeping. Next I would get up go to the bathroom and do my hygiene routine. After I would get out the bath room and check it while
I was getting dressed. Tumblr had become my new