Dear future 20 year old

You’ll be 20 years old soon. And I have no idea how to not sound like a kid anymore. I guess I’ll still live with my kiddish ways, besides, adults need to work on lubing up their inner-child sh*t- they are way too serious.

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But people think I am serious too when they look at me. Once you get to know me, you see the smily-er aspects of me. Like this dude ———->

I don’t know how to honestly talk to you. I am so weird around you. And you ain’t nice either, you judge me so much, but you’re being more chill nowadays.How much I lived in a hormonal illusion. Hormones make me think of pregnant ladies. Oh, we’re all pregnant with hormones in our teens, you weirdo.

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Virtually Crazy

Uh huh. Another mental doctor! Well, not completely mental. My Mother sat down with him and explained my problems like I was a sociopath who put off her studies.”She can blog, but she can’t focus on her studies. When I tell her to study she cries and goes, “Why doesn’t anyone understand me?” She doesn’t even watch her favorite serials anymore. She just gets hooked on the internet”.

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Veracity Challenge

I created a challenge! 🙂

In this challenge you can’t use a single adjective! Adjectives deliver our own opinions, but have we tried to see our thoughts objectively? From a distance? There is a quote from the book “To Kill a Mockingbird” and it is: :Atticus told me to delete the adjectives and I’d have the facts” That’s where the Veracity Challenge takes place.

Rules:

 

  1. Write a paragraph without using a single adjective.
  2. Keep the link of the original Veracity Challenge in your post (so that the creator of the challenge may receive a pingback)
  3.  Anyone can join the challenge, you don’t have to be nominated!
  4.  Nominate 6 Bloggers for this challenge

Since I am the creator, I’ll nominate a bunch o’ peopple 😀

It’s mine

Sophie

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Tony

Evelyn

Muisho

Asil

Bhavpreet

(Reblog) Oh Mother, please take me back

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This world is not
how you told me it would be.
I am stuck in black rot,
demons here are on killing spree.

I dreamed of living under trees
and bath with morning dew.
Where is that soothing breeze,
All I see is a derogatory view.

My eyes have started hurting
since the day I am out,
my unconscious is inserting
ferocious thoughts, beyond any doubt.

My only heaven was inside of you
where I get fed when you eat.
With your love I grew,
your essence made me complete.

Why did you let me develop?
In this social disease, I will doom,
place me in your love’s envelop,
Oh Mother, please take me back in your womb.

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