They think ‘Rick and Morty’ is literally the most important thing to happen to pop culture and if you don’t watch it, it’s because you’re not smart enough.
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It gets hard. You pretend it doesn’t because you’re not supposed to still be affected by strangers who think you suck.
One of the scariest comments I read all the time across different platforms (but especially on Thought Catalog) is “you call this journalism?”
Internet Rule #34 states: “If it exists, there is porn of it. No exceptions.”
I took this interesting lesson from watching my cats’ behaviour for a day. They are always happy, because they live in the moment. Their biggest concern is where their next meal comes from, which is usually in their bowls same time everyday. Now I recognise as humans it is so hard to live like this, but think of it this way, that thing you’re worrying about? It’s not going to go away because you’re worrying about it.
We don’t always write about the people who flatter themselves thinking we do. We don’t always shine a spotlight on every story.
It’s fine! As the author of this article, I really won’t be that offended — I totally empathize with this behavior.
This is not going to be a think piece on how the internet is ruining dating or blah blah blah because frankly dating has always been horrible and nobody should doing it anyway. This is about how I’ve convinced myself that my one ongoing and long-lasting relationship is with the internet and he is the woooooorst boyfriend of all time.
Lisa’s story, her power-hold over cancer, and her raw sense of humor have started to give me hope. Hope for what, I can’t really articulate. I just know I’ve felt hope for the first time in a long time.