The awkward moment when you walk out of stage door and find a large gathering of people waiting to see you/take pictures/get your autograph, and you look around as if you’ve lost your mum in the supermarket.
‘#FUCK YOU #YOU’RE A FUCKING ASSHOLE #YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY #WELL IT’S NOT YOU DICK’
shortly followed by a calm and collected ‘#benedict cumberbatch’
My tags waaay back ages ago were an actual attempt to organize and categorize my blog. That’s all. Then I spent too long on Tumblr and now they’re mostly just hysterical nonsense. But my inner OCD person insists on making some gesture toward organization, so mine end up like this too.
Sometimes I just incorporate the person’s name into my histrionic ramblings. Such as
#i hate you #tom hiddleston #you have ruined men forever
Thereby avoiding such extremes of fangirl insanity followed by OCD precision.
a wonderful insight into tumblr user loramir’s tagging habits