Mental illness and low self-esteem are terrible things. But it seems that the movement to de-stigmatize them has gotten horrifically confused with a movement to romanticize them. And that is dangerously tragic in itself.
‘Twas the night before Thanksgiving when all through the bar, not a creature was sober, y’all know who you are.
DO YOU CONSTANTLY FIND YOURSELF DELETING THINGS THAT NOBODY “LIKED” OR “RETWEETED” OR “FAVORITED” BECAUSE YOU FEEL LAME AND STUPID?
You drink your coffee, they drink their exotic, organic, 100% gluten-free vegan-ass tea.
You don’t know what sweater weather is but you do know that grandpa sweaters from Good Will both smell weird and make you look like you gained 20 lbs.
84. What your braces say about your problem-solving abilities.
Every 30-second reminder of your loneliness as you shovel scoops of mashed potatoes into your mouth while watching television on your futon begins with Kay.
It’s comforting to think you’re carving a distinct identity for yourself; to believe that you’re a contrarian, and not following the masses.
It was a rash decision. One minute I was on Facebook, the next I wasn’t. I
My blog recently celebrated its third birthday on the Tumblr platform, and in those three years, a whole lot has changed in my life – for better or for worse.