Of all the genes I inherited from my paternal family, my figure is the most unfortunate. Top heavy, zero curves, big everything.
And that's what's on my mind today.
@gunsnrosesgirl3 actual privacy has slowly disappeared and no one’s really talking about it. Every thought gets tweeted. Every meal gets posted. Every opinion turns into content. Even your sad days are expected to come with aesthetic lighting and a caption.
The ability to be bored is just… gone.
Every free second gets filled now scrolling, swiping, checking random sh*t for no reason. Waiting in line? just take the phone out. Sitting alone? Gotta watch something. Even walking in silence feels off. Like our brains need noise just to function.
But man, boredom used to mean something. That space where nothing was happening? That’s where your thoughts actually showed up. Where ideas came from. Where you figured yourself out a bit. Now it’s just endless content, fake stimulation, zero stillness.
It's the people that likely don't have kids that don't know that these children are acting exactly like how children behave. This isn't a discipline issue.
Told my friend I wanted to make a seafood boil, and she was kind enough to bring me this seasoning. Someone, please tell me why this tastes like Robertson's chicken spice? That country scams people.
A movie is coming out based on one of my fav books.
Happy for the cast mentioned so far except for Damson. Why bathong?
When I pictured Inan he in no way looks like Damson. Thusang.
My son is the first born of 2 first borns.
He first-borns very hard, and I don't know whether to be impressed or concerned.
But what I will do is protect him at all costs. Love this tiny person to bits. ❤️