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It has been said that something as small as the flutter of a butterfly’s wing can ultimately cause a typhoon halfway around the world
- Chaos Theory
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As Random As Life Gets
Tumblr is literally as random as life gets. I was scrolling down my page and there is a puppy, some roses, a song by jeff Buckley and a link to a recipe for cookies shaped like unicorn poop. The worrying thing is, I saw all these things and thought they were worth reblogging, putting out into the world so more people can see them. The fact that such a random collection of things have made me happy is concerning, to say the least.
Another thing that has made me concerned is that I don’t really have an identity on Tumblr yet. I’m not a hipster with a Kodak. I don’t photograph my outfits every day. I haven’t posted any poetry or story extracts because I’m worried that it’ll be rubbish. The stupid thing is, I seem to Tumbl for me, not for anyone else. For the first time since hopping on this here bandwagon, I’ve realised that I don’t even want a huge following. I like being me; I like being inspired by the most random things.
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— Unknown
I haven’t laughed so much in a very long time.
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