One thing I love about older friends is they don't obsess over your goals. They ask if you're taking care of yourself, if you're happy, and if you're making time for the things that bring you joy.
Not arguing with no 40+, internet ass, attention fiend, homeless unless their sucking ๐ฑ, performative ass โmanโ.
Please hoe. Delusional & dizzy.
I tweet for me boo ๐ญ Twitter for the OGs was basically a diary. We wasnโt sitting around chasing engagement . You just had a thought, tweeted it, and kept scrolling. If somebody saw it, cool. If they didnโt, oh well ๐ Twitter originally wasnโt even about likes like that. It was just people broadcasting their random ass thoughts into the universe.
Everytime my minions other parent calls himself trying to siphon my energy, I change my display to him begging to be back in my skin and make it visible to everyone.
Play with your mother babe โจ