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
Mreah
I guess I’ve been scrapbooking since before I even had memories to scrapbook.
The subjectmatter of my middleschool collections and this tumblr are essentially the same: cute puppies, harry potter, jncos jeans and BFFs.
Really, the only difference is that with those scrapbooks I didn’t (have to) think about the hundreds of strangers following it or those who might come across it without knowing me firsthand.
While I know it shouldn’t affect what I choose to-post or not-to-post, the idea of “followers” makes this whole tumblr experience a lot less fun and a lot more stressful than when I created it several months ago; I have put the task of self-screening my entries on auto-pilot. Instead of the useful, fun space it started out as, I feel as though my tumblr has become increasingly impersonal and a chore to update making what was once an expressive space somewhat oppresive and intimidating. This watered down content is probably as dull to read as it is to write which only further infuriates me.
