Dealing with myself.
So it turns out I’m not dead yet:
Yes, that is a mason jar.
Roller-coaster of my life (like story of my life, but different!)
I assure you and myself that I am not the only 23-year-old to feel this way.
I spy, with my little eye, something that is…
Drawing is fun, check out that squat!
21st century schizoid flail.
We all deserve a happy ending.
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World Problems, Simple Solutions: Dear Mr. Zuckerberg…
Humans are like moths, attracted to the brightest things they see
Who says the grass isn’t greener on the other side?
Spot the doggy!
What happened to parental concern about how much time their kids spent staring at screens.
I understand the technological breakthroughs we’ve accomplished and how they influence society, medicine, &c. Just a little throw-back nostalgia to the 90′s when we used to care a bit more about hanging out with(in) nature.
There’s growing up for ya. Not…
I like to help others in hopes that they’ll help me, when really I should be helping myself.
Looking for something to get lost in.
I often wonder if anyone’s neck muscles are so strong that they’ve accidentally snapped [their neck] while stretching it?
That one crink you just can’t get out.
It may be your last!