mazel tov cocktail

how does one get like ten notes on a post and only two are visible. is this platform now controlled by bots? 

i come back on here after a solid five years and half of the visuals being circulated are from sources that are apparently deactivated. i feel an urge to explain myself. where have i been in four to five years? who have i become? how much have i cried? why did i never delete this space? i don’t know how to post on here anymore, who is the invisible audience that i am speaking to, and how will they understand or correspond my current image to the teenager that was once using this pixelated hallway of the internet as a method of escapism. the internet space i currently occupy gives me no anonymous voice like i once had. but no space will ever know my truest self, right? sorry guys feelin a bit melancholic about 2010 tumblr. 

y'all remember that director that I Facebook messaged? I didn't hear from him for a whole month and today he bought me a ticket to his speech about 8&1/2 and I'm going to talk to him about his movie and oh my lord I'm feeling blessed. it pays off to show gratitude to artists because in turn they influence you and support you

sometimes I babysit a kindergartener and just spend hours talking to him but I always manage to give him incorrect information about the atmosphere and science. I mean I really try to engage him but boy am I dumb. I hope he forgets everything I've ever told him