I feel like I could lead a very happy and productive life, if only someone would tell me how.
Like, if I could just shake a magic 8-ball, and be like, “How to live happy and productive life?” and it would say “do this,” and I’d do this, and I’d live for another 60 years and die relatively content.
But I don’t know what “this” is. So instead I’m just sitting here, waiting for something to happen.
I hate it when I follow someone, or I’m checking out someone’s blog in preparation of following them, and they post all this funny stuff, or stuff that I’m interested in, but I slowly start to realize based on their text posts that they’re a terrible person, and then I have to decide whether or not to overlook that in order to receive the highly amusing gifs they reblog.