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.