Here’s the Problem: I feel like every morning I wake up to 2-3 emails saying that some girl I was in the 3rd grade lip sync contest with, or an ex-boyfriend who’s now getting married some cheating whore is now following me on Pinterest. Now, don’t get me wrong. I want my middle school swim coach to see the one photo I’ve “pinned” (strawberries). I just don’t know why she’d want to look at it.
Actual Problem: The way I see it, Pinterest is Tumblr for people who don’t know how to write.