Evidently, while I’ve been staying in, social distancing, working on myself and personal goals, the world (or at least my part of it and a majority of fb) has lost their ability to be chill. Cases in my state are rising, connecting with strangers and old friends has become a lost cause. It really bums me out then I get mad at myself for letting such trivial things bother me. Since when do I give any fucks, right? I want to talk about cool, interesting ideas, celebrate little things and share a laugh. The only thing anyone wants to truly share is their opinions, rants and hate for people who see things different than them. The language patterns are oppressive. Fucking EVERYTHING is a political debate. Facebook has become HostilityBook. SelfRighteousBook. SoapboxRantBook. MyBeliefsAreMoreImportantBook. It seriously feels like an online Burn Book like in Mean Girls. SO, I’m making my home here on tumblr for a while. I like it here. Much more playful and I don’t have to see news stories or people comment on them. I can see more pictures of fun, beautiful things. Places I want to go. Outfits I would wear. Makeup tricks. Memes. Music. Blog posts.
If I have any chance of creating a better reality, I need to redirect my attention to things that inspire me and let psychic vampires starve for my energy.
