I did frame this from The New Yorker because they spelled “DEAR” wrong and it made me feel better about myself!
Throughout the years, I’ve heard, unbelievably, that several writers appreciate rejection letters. Some of these individuals wall-paper their walls with these correspondences. Others pin the, “we regret to inform you’s” to their bulletin boards as reminders to Keep on Truckin.’
“Social Media isn’t about “reach” as much as it is about “reach out”.” ― Michele Jennae
It’s like being back in high school. Those same feelings. Those same insecurities. The popular girls whispering secrets in the hallway, snickering, tossing long blond hair, disregarding, aloof, arctic ice.
I don’t know about you, but I recall those days of not belonging, not fitting in, not being enough. Weird Goth girl. Too much ebony eye-liner. An abundance of lipstick. Hiding behind words.
I love you Andrew & Alex!
1. Because last time you signed in, she IM’s you instantly from work telling you to get your ass outside to mow the lawn
2. Because she asks infuriatingly why your friend, Dane, addresses you with–“Waz up, Bitch?”
***Social Media Ruined My Cookies!*****
It all started with Facebook.
After I signed up, there was no turning back.
Something’s been bothering me.
~When God opens that door for you; when
life opens that door for you, I think it’s important to be giving, to return
the love back—Lady Gaga
—I have a dream….
December 19, 2010
1. Because last time you signed on facebook, she IM’s you from work and tells you to get your ass outside to mow the lawn
2. Because she asks annoyingly why your friend, Dane, addresses you with… “Waz up, Bitch?”
3. Because she pokes you with red hearts and hugs
4. Because it’s embarrassing when her status screams “Cougars Rock, Babe!”
5. Because she keeps friending your damn High School Teachers