Oh hi hello there. I'm Mallory Blair. I am a 23-year-old New Yorker, spending most of my time making Small Girls PR run.

Before landing on this page, you and I were only separated by a mere three degrees. Now we can be one on the web. That's not the definition of technological singularity but it should be.

With this tumblog, I promise kittens and balls of yarn for the kittens to play with. There will be some making out and a lot of hand-holding. I hope that when you are lonely and lost on the outmost corners of the interweb, you can come here and find yrself and feel the good vibrations. You are special and no one can touch that!

Your Pal Mal

hi mal - its eli, i cant remember if we’ve talked recently on im - anyway, i was looking over my livejournal from highschool and i was reminded of how amazingly sweet you were to me and how you made me feel like the king of the universe, and i wanted to thank you Compared with this except from yet another memory lane message I also received today from someone who meant a lot more to me than other people did at one point in time: “hi mal, long long time no speak. ive got a sort of odd message for you but i just thought i should send it anyways. im sitting here in my apartment, my itunes on random, and suddenly on comes a song by dashboard confessional. now i haven’t listened to these guys in probably 5 years or so but when the song came on, suddenly the first thing i thought of was mallory greitzer at camp george…” While I have a lot to say about this, the most(least) important is that Livejournal and Dashboard Confessional are what remind people of me. More like emollory.

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