So me and my housemates started talking about Tumblr the other day. I was like “hey maybe I should log on there” before realising none of my emails worked. And then panicked. It took me two weeks of trying, but I’m finally back on here after a long time. It all just made me miss this... and also not. I hid on here because I didn't like who I was. Sometimes my online friends would be my closest ones. But they’d be so lovely and talented and amazing. I truly felt so welcome on here, and seen, and it was such a great creative output. I stopped posting partially because I didn’t like SPN as much and partially because I didn’t need this anymore. My real life started to fill the holes that this site once used to. I’ve grown from a lonely little Norwegian kid to a student in a different country, living with my friends and working on films and following my passions - not fearlessly, but with less fear. I grew up on here. And I’m (more) grown now. But I’m nostalgic as well. I truly did love this site.
