DON`T LET IT GET TO YA

"After today, I`m deleting my page" Man sit your ass down (dude off of Martin voice). We all know that you're gonna be right back here next week telling us about how you're letting go of the fake people in your life, your boyfriend getting on your nerves, these girls be tripping or posting that pointless selfie of you in the bed. I see that junkie room behind you. You could of at least folded that laundry first.

Okay I get it. We all need a little social media detox every now and then. Even me. It seems like people have become numb to seeing horrible images of fighting, killing, violence and hate being displayed right in their news feeds. Its sickening. And then there`s the booty pictures. Yes, we all have some saved in our camera roll but that doesn't mean you have to post it. Mam, don't look at me like that, I know you took a booty picture and sent it to your husband while he was at the office. Y'all nasty.

I often find myself desiring that detox as well. Scrolling through my timeline goes something like this:

"WTF"
"Them kids cute"
"Y'all look nice together"
"Dang, you having another baby?"
"Why don't she get a journal"
"That food looks hella nasty"
"He still holding up the middle finger in his pictures?"
"Dang he fine, should I slide in his inbox?"
"OK. We get it. You're birthday is coming up."

Etc...etc..

Guys, don't let someone on social media make you feel bad about your life when they don't even have a clue whats happening in theirs. Its all just a bunch of smoke and mirrors. They don't even know the difference between women and woman, you're and your, then and than, two, to, and too. And all of that knowledge that they are trying to kick to you, came from a meme.

Look, the moral of the story is, I have a total of 6 booty pictures that I hope never get leaked.

-BRIT

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