que pasa tumblr
dear tumblr followers (and other people who may be reading this),
i’m here to announce to you that i’d like to start writing more—feel like that’s what i need to do to express myself wholly. i have this thing where i feel the need to use words to frame my existence, i guess, or whatever way you want to put that. if i’m not writing i’m not understanding or feeling the things that happen to me. i feel extraordinarily satisfied when i can get the right words down to express what i’m feeling, or what i want to be feeling, or what i’m understanding or wanting to understand, and even better when those words turn out to please me aesthetically— whether it be through their formations or the way certain letters look together, the punctuation used or using words with multiple denotations, etc. i may start using my tumblr as a sort of blog like i used my livejournal back in high school—to post poems i write or random ramblings, little news bits and tiny little things, nothing important really—hopefully i’ve matured a bit since then and it won’t be so teenage-angsty rants and they may be of some value for you to read. of course it gives me all sorts of anxiety to have multiple eyes reading my words, and i am going to maybe delete some of the things i post (if i even end up using this as a mode of expression). i have such a weird relationship with the internet where i feel especially self-conscious (and double-conscious) about what i’m putting out there—and how my words are used for or against me by how friends, strangers, family, coworkers, acquaintances, advertisers, professors, and others read into them. despite this anxiety, however, i feel like i may get some sort of satisfaction by having some eyes other than only mine on my words. (sidenote: please excuse my grammatical errors (there will be plenty!) and please be patient with my linguistic performance; i’m no professional writer by any means, just a gal who likes to write.)
if you start to notice that maybe you don’t vibe with what i put out there, feel free to unfollow me, and i will not be offended! i might not even notice! i may turn into some kind of mormon mommy blogger—even though i’m more wabi-sabi inclined and besides tending a few house plants i am certainly no mother—so i understand that some of you are not interested in reading what a 23 year old lady living in utah has to say for herself. i’m just putting this all out there to set some groundwork, i suppose. like, here i am world! take it or leave it! love me or hate me! this is my tumblr/house, i have to defend it.
i’ll try to be interesting.
love, brinley trying to be brave and compose myself
