there were 7 billion pieces of biodegradable confetti, to represent each person in the world.
out there, in London, in the Olympic Stadium, there is a piece of biodegradable confetti dedicated to me.
sometimes i follow someone who’s such a nice and cool person and they seem to have a lot of friends that i wanna be their friend too because i think they’re really great
but instead i just occasionally reply and like their posts and watch quietly from a distance whispering “im sorry i just want to be friends”
do you ever just type in your fandom name (dot) tumblr.com, just to see who owns that URL, with all its power, and then get irrationally upset when you see it’s clearly not a blog the owner spends time on and you just want to take the owner by the shoulders, look at them in the eye and say you have failed us.