Cute guy:

Me:

And you few followers I have are all looking at that heading like:

And probably getting ready to unfollow.

LOL I dare you, bitch. :P

Hear me out, loves.

I want followers:

• Who talk to me.
• Who like my stuff.
• Who send me messages.
• Who say hello once in a while.
• Who reblog my stuff with a funny GIF or comment.
• Who don’t take it personally and unfollow if I don’t follow back.
• Who don’t unfollow when I post something personal.
• Who care about my blog as much as I care about it.

Why would I want someone watching my stuff if they never even show that they care about what I post? Or worse, if they just want me to follow them back to raise that little number on the side bar?

I keep seeing people post things that say:

GUISE, I ALWAIIS FOLOE BAK, PLZ FOLW MEE ND ILL B UR BST FRND EVUR, PINKEE SWARE~~

Why say that?

Well. I don’t want to post something like that. Because I won’t always follow you back, and it’s nothing personal against you. You might be the coolest person ever if I talk to you, but I feel like I won’t reblog things you post. If a follower thinks he or she is so cool, why don’t you say hello and talk to me? I’ll follow if I know you, of course!

Besides, I’ll always thank my followers for following, and sometimes I post a little message to my followers saying that I appreciate everyone. The same reason why you don’t follow every blog you see in your tags, on your dash, or around the tumblr ads.

I love all of my followers. I really do.

If there are hundreds of people out there who truly like my posts and want to follow my blog and my life, then I give my heart to them. ♥ I don’t want normal followers. I want friends. :)

If you notice, you’ll see that I creep on the people I follow pretty much incessantly. I like being that kind of follower and actually speaking to the people I follow. Why not? It’s fun to meet new people!

Followers are a number. I don’t care what the number is today or tomorrow. Sure, when I lose a follower, I’m a little surprised, but that’s fine. I care that my followers are happy with me and my blog, and maybe I don’t post what makes them happy.

So. Ya’ll be happy now and enjoy my rant. Okie dokie?

Expectation:

Reality:

First day of school [[when you see your friends]]:

After one week of school:

Midterm exams:

Christmas break:

Start of second semester:

Spring break:

Returning again:

Final exams:

Summer vacation:

After one week of vacation:

“It’s noon already?”

“Ugh, I’m bored.”

Repeat for the rest of your existence.