Some Nights Tumblr Version.
Based off this post.
Lyrics:
Some nights, I stay up staring at my laptop
Some nights, I don’t sleep at all
Some nights, I ‘m glad that my dash is never ending
Some nights, I wish I could log off
But I still stay up, I still read your posts
Oh Lord, I’m still not sure why I’m awake at four
What do I scroll for? What do I scroll for?
Most nights, I don’t know anymore…
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa oh oh
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa oh oh
This is it, these are ship wars
What are we fighting for?
Why don’t we read fanfic already?
I was never one to sleep at night - save that for those who have a life
Post twice as much and get half as many likes, but here feels come again
To stay for a while
But that’s alright; I blog from in my bed tonight
I blog because I’m wonderin’ just who I, who I, who I am
Oh, who am I? mmm… I have no life
Well, some nights, I wish that my dash would end
‘Cause I could use some friends for a change
And some nights, I’m scared I’ll hit post limit again
Some nights, I always hit, I always hit…
But I still stay up, I still read your posts
Oh Lord, I’m still not sure why I’m awake at four
What do I scroll for? What do I scroll for?
Most nights, I don’t know…
So this is it? I sold my soul for this?
Left my social life for this? Or do I have no friends because of this?
(/awkward pause where I didn’t know what to write/)
So log on.
Log on.
Log on,
OH LOG ON!
Well, that is it guys, that is all, scroll twelve pages down and I’m bored again
Ten years of this, and only bloggers understand
I’m not sticking ‘round with my folks downstairs; Sorry to leave, mom, I had ship pairs
I’m going to be forever alone, all dried up from my laptop brightness
My heart is breaking for my OTP and the con that they call “love”
‘Cuz when they look into each other’s eyes…
Man, you wouldn’t believe the most amazing things that can come from…
Some terrible writers…ahhh…Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh oh
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh oh
The other night, you wouldn’t believe the fic I just read about my OTP
I wish it would update already
I wish you’d tag all of your stuff, man.
Why won’t you tag all of your stuff, man? oh…
I’m never logging off
Why would I ever log off Tumblr… oh …
Oh, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh.
THIS IS THE TUMBLR ANTHEM
IF YOU DO NOT REBLOG THIS YOU MIGHT AS WELL LOG OFF AND OR SHUT DOWN YOUR BLOG BECAUSE ALL OF TUMBLR HAS REJECTED YOU.
this is beautiful
June 2013
oh god the perfection
i hate it when people say no homo after complimenting someone
fuck that
im full homo
im going to lay you down on a bed of rose petals and whisper that compliment lasciviously to you
“you shouldn’t be walking alone at this time of night”
no
actually
people shouldn’t fucking attack other people at any time of day
petition for dudes to shut the fuck up about makeup on women
petition for everyone to shut the fuck up about makeup on women
petition for everyone to shut the fuck up about makeup on anyone
petition for everyone to shut the fuck up.
petition to fuck everyone
chicken nuggets arent even that great
what did you just say
what did the mama pig give her baby pig for its rash?
pigs are commonly known for rolling around in dirt, but there’s a reason for this. Pigs skin is very sensitive, the harshness of their environment can result in rashes and often sunburns. Bigs use mud to help relieve pain and protect their skin. Since piglets are even more delicate, mother pigs will often roll their pigs in mud right after birth.
NO THEY GIVE THEM OINKMENT
why the fuck cant we text the police
lets say there is a murderer in ur house and you’re hiding behind your sofa and you do have your phone with you but you can’t call the police because the murderer might hear you
Here in Canada you can
Here in England we just… scream and run
Here in Scotland we paint our faces and run towards the murderer
Here in Australia you are the murderer
if you listen to the maine from their old to new songs you realise how they go from up beat and just become a lot sadder and it reminds of of what growing up is like
Having friends on tumblr is really great. I often refer to you guys in real life as “my friend from england/autrallia/california/new york” and it makes people think I’m very well traveled when really I’ve just spent a lot of time on the Internet.
