For most of high school I had only one friend. Her name was Rose, and we did everything together. She was smart, funny and she had two chihuahuas named Gracie and Chavez. After school we’d make bowls of buttery fried mushrooms and watch TV. Rose was all I needed, except when she wasn’t at school because she was sick or visiting her cool big sister in Elwood, and then I’d lob around like a pinball, bumping up against different groups but never feeling
It’s a crazy world that we live in..to join the fray or not..to validate ourselves through social media or not..to be part of that big projection of commercialism of ourselves
It’s all quite time consuming and exhausting…and seemly so meaningless when confronted with what’s truly important, the very centre, the caramel gooey deliciousness of ourselves , our real connections 😊💚 stuck on your tongue to be savoured, to be in that moment face to face not phone to phone.
Hi lovely lady, enjoyed your speel, I got so bored with instagram I delted it and havent missed it xxx
Amazing Belle!
Imagine growing up with Insta like kids do now, through those difficult early teen years - hard to imagine.
Very true! It's so difficult not to make comparisons with others. I'm lucky in some ways because Instagram confuses me haha
Love this! I think many of us can relate for sure. Everything in moderation I say! 😘
It’s a crazy world that we live in..to join the fray or not..to validate ourselves through social media or not..to be part of that big projection of commercialism of ourselves
It’s all quite time consuming and exhausting…and seemly so meaningless when confronted with what’s truly important, the very centre, the caramel gooey deliciousness of ourselves , our real connections 😊💚 stuck on your tongue to be savoured, to be in that moment face to face not phone to phone.
Earnest, anxious and uncool and I couldn’t love you more. You are one talented writer and I’m hooked!!!! Xxx