We are each our own devil and make this world our hell.
- Oscar Wilde
just realizing that i instagram like a man. when i first started on IG it was fun and interesting being it was only pictures, I would post a pic and then forget about it for a few days and then open up the app and see what my friends or whoever i was following was up to and so on.
then as more and more people got into it the app had its peak just like MySpace and now for myself at least I feel like it get less and less important to me. Hashtags and likes are now sources of relevance and ego. It isn’t and never was about that to me. Now I post a quick pic and get back to my business and maybe at the end of my long day I lurk a little but it’s so late i’m not trying to look like a late night lurker liking pics at 4 am. but at the same time I am never really on my phone during the day when I am with my kids for the sake of them just not remembering me as a mom who was always just on her phone. so either I am inadvertently reverting back to my early IG days or i instagram like a man, or at least, my man.
looking at my profile right now it could easily pass for a “mommy blog” IG which is nice cause I love my kids and that is evident :) but not really what i’m going for. this is just a silly little rant but the moral of this blurb is to motivate me to post more on IG and tumblr. It makes me happy to blog and reblog. i am making an effort to be back in both unearthly realms <3
With my recent introduction to American Horror Story and surprise fondness of it, I have been finding myself wanting to watch old horror flicks that I was into when I was around 14. With it being October and Halloween right around the corner, I am declaring Scary movie night every night. Just watched Carrie.