Commitment. Oh Commitment, sometimes you’re a smidgen scary. Whenever you’re invited to do something, Commitment is lurking, hoping to get its tentacles wrapped tightly around you.
What if the love foodies have for their grub were treated like human love? What if we created art to entertain the masses that tells the story of a person, and the edible magnificence they use to satisfy their appetite?
I’m not positive when the last time I had all of my shit together was – and truly I’m not quite sure that it’s ever been fullyintact.
Today, I’d like to present some more covers, though these are geared specifically towards driving fear into the souls of homebodies and introverts.
I’m so difficult to deal with that I’m astonished when friends still invite me to do stuff.
Anyone who preaches, “honesty is the best policy,” ironically, is lying. That statement is erroneous malarkey, essentially advising people to thoroughly sabotage every last human connection they’ve ever had, hurting feelings and becoming a widely despised individual because they followed a socially detrimental policy. Imagine the types of conversations you’d have in common scenarios, speaking pure, unadulterated honesty.
1. If you ask to borrow someone’s Netflix account and they don’t text back for over an hour, take that as a “no.” They probably didn’t want to feel bad for having to actually reject you, so take that silence…
I am Selfie #13. I was taken via front cam on an iPhone just three hours ago. I don’t want to brag but I’ve already received 102 ‘likes’ on Instagram.
Going for a stroll, browsing the mall, sitting at a coffee shop – these are things I simply can’t do.
We’ve all experienced those classic nights that go down in our personal history as remarkably memorable. Sometimes it’s because things went incredibly awesome, other times it’s because things went so abnormally wrong. Then, there are the times where it’s a combination of both (and we all know those are secretly the best kind).