I’ve had the itch to delete my Facebook for quite a while. The realization that Facebook is making my friendships less and less tangible has been nagging at me for at least a year. And I have finally reached my limit. I don’t feel comfortable with Facebook asking for my location, using my Facebook login for apps, companies having access to my information, and that I know things about people’s...
I Can Hear the Sound: Truth be told...I hate... →
michnessy: I miss the old days. When people talked on the phone. When people came and saw you. Now, there’s this toxic satisfaction of keeping up with friends and family through texts and social networking. Written words are for stories. Nothing else. Not for keeping up with one another. Sadly, all my… I relate so much to this. Mhmm.
I can't sleep
My brain is focused on the fact that I never reply to my friends when they text me, repainting my apartment, going to the beach, how cold it is, why my heart feels so heavy, and what is causing me to stay awake. Someone tell my brain to shut up and to think about it all tomorrow. Thanks!
Seth's shirt sparks a racist joke
Kendra: NKS, that stands for..... Niggas know stuff
Seth: No, then it would be NNS
Comedy or telling a joke is exaggerating, making something rediculous, or somewhat improbable yet relatable. I will never understand why people choose to insert their logic and become a buzzkill/joke killer. Yeah, now we understand that you’re far too intellectual to accept the joke as fact. But now we also know about the stick up your butt. The secret is out, Debbie Downer.
Looking forward to singing Call Me Maybe at karaoke in 10 years and getting a...
My plans for this evening is to go buy a canvas or two, an easel, and aborted, I mean a bottle, of wine and paint. (side note, I’ve decided to leave some of the funny autocorrects my iPhone makes. Yeah I’m blaming technology for my mistakes. Hate on, haters) I can’t wait to be creative.
I’m currently listening to Lemonade Mouth way too loudly as the kid I’m babysitting plays the “drums” on the floor with metal camping plates, one drumstick, and a lights saber. (side note, if you accidentally fail to type the first B in “babysitting” it auto corrects to “abusing.” True story.) He moved a plate to the tiled part of the room and and...
I got my first follow from a pornbot!
Imagine yourself as a living house. God comes in to rebuild that house. At...– C.S. Lewis (via fallingintohisgrace)
Something’s you’re never prepared for to deal with in life. That’s when you call your big sister.💗
People are not entitled to free things or services. If a company/business gives you something for free, be grateful and appreciative. Also, don’t abuse it. Especially if it’s a service that you usually pay for and the business is giving it away for free for publicity. You got it free once, now you pay for it. Why do you need to pay for it? Because you are not entitled to free...
She was purposeful about her time. Everyday she knew what she wanted to do and...– My husband’s aunt talking about her best friend who just passed away.