Laugh you lose. I PROMISE you can’t win. This can’t be real life.
Hyow! Hyow! Hyow!
Don't just leave me hanging here...
November 25, 2009
4:23 pm
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
“To Be Alone with You” by Sufjan Stevens
Instant reblog.
For Kevin. I used a shirtless pic because you did too.
Name: Rohan
Tumblr Name: robofillet
Nicknames: Ro, RoRo, Robo, Ro-han, Ro-boat, Fillet, Joel, Juan…
Birthday: 5th of March 1988
Age: 21
Location: Gold Coast, Queensland
Current school/job: Just finished BA of Communications at Griffith University. Currently a part-time bookseller and “children’s and young adult book specialist” at a large book store.
Sexual orientation: Straight
Status: Single
Random fact about yourself: I’m going to live in Peru for six months next year.
Hobbies/Interests: Reading, writing, YouTube, blogging, coffee with friends, movies…
Do you smoke/drink: No and yes.
Favorite Tumblr blogs?: kevintenenbaum, notesonmysandals, lewisbostock, canadaaustin, fuckyeah4chan, fuckyeahzelda, flesheatingvirus, stuffmygirlfriendsays
Why Tumblr?: Peer pressure. I wasn’t blogging properly there for a while and I wanted a place I could just mindlessly throw things on the internet. I stayed for the lulz.
I’m quite possibly the most boring person on here. Yay me.
2:41 am
So tonight I am a Tumblr cliché.
Why the hell do you live so far away? Why am I so awkward to the point of disability?
If I write anything more I know I’ll regret it in the morning, but I will say this: either all these obstacles exist to prove that Disney-style love-that-overcomes-all-things actually happens, or this is colossally unfair and I need to put this to sleep NOW to avoid any further angst.
But even if there’s just the slightest chance… I don’t want to let that go.
Good grief. Just listen to me go. Just slap those words on a picture of a supernova and watch your tumblarity RISE.
But yeah. I like a girl, I haven’t explicitly TOLD her because she lives across oceans and that makes the internet a cruel, cruel place.
It’s an old story, really.
Awh, want to talk about it?
Not particularly. Like, this is pretty much just catharsis. I’ll be fine in a few hours. Thank you though.
2:35 am
So tonight I am a Tumblr cliché.
Why the hell do you live so far away? Why am I so awkward to the point of disability?
If I write anything more I know I’ll regret it in the morning, but I will say this: either all these obstacles exist to prove that Disney-style love-that-overcomes-all-things actually happens, or this is colossally unfair and I need to put this to sleep NOW to avoid any further angst.
But even if there’s just the slightest chance… I don’t want to let that go.
Good grief. Just listen to me go. Just slap those words on a picture of a supernova and watch your tumblarity RISE.
But yeah. I like a girl, I haven’t explicitly TOLD her because she lives across oceans and that makes the internet a cruel, cruel place.
It’s an old story, really.
