I go to bed and apparently I missed a whole lotta fuckery on tumblr.
Yay for bed.
Seriously, I don’t wanna see that shit ‘cause it tends to piss me off, and I don’t really like being pissed off. I don’t like the feeling it leaves me with.
Now, before I continue on with my day, let me say that I’m just seeing samples of said fuckery. A lot of people I follow and who follow me had to deal with the aftermath of said fuckery. Which, I really don’t know the root cause of (though, I have some suspicions). So, I’m not gonna formulate anything and lay the blame. That’ll leave me in a mood that’s just as bad as being pissed off.
No, I intend to ignore it, let those who are dealing with the aftermath clean it up (‘cause, I have faith they can do it, I’ve seen them do it before and I don’t think they need my help).
What is this fuckery? I don’t know, to be honest. And to be honest, I don’t think I need to know. And if anyone who doesn’t know reads this, they need to understand that it’s also none of their business either.