ALL THINGS BLESSED

“A WHISKEY DRINKING MAMA BUT I ​AINT GOT NO KIDS”

MAMA:

... I’ve renounced social media - catch me ​here, on my pager or roaming the map !

A SERIES

OF

INSTALLMENTS

FOR EVERY CHAPTER ​OF LIFE

JAN 1 2024

AND ON THE DAY OF 8 ON THE 8TH YEAR GOD SAID LETS BOOGIE. I’m not sure what this is going ​to become to be quite honest I just know that as I willingly rot away in my chambers I’ve filled my ​mind with nothing but quick scrolls and trauma. My drug of choice is the tok. It scratched parts of ​my mind I didn't know I needed. Gave me roller coaster emotions. In the span of 5 scrolls it will ​show me comedy I could literally never be able to explain and many dead bodies…. Free Palestine.

But I’ve caught myself on a bender - of scrolling and scrolling and scrolling and laughing and ​gaining info and watching good ass content and creations but I'm not in life. And acclimating back ​into reality gets harder and harder. Instagram feels lame - lots of eyes and no real love. Facebook is ​cute - my mom sends me videos. Twitter - I’ve never really got the hang of and everything else just ​ain't about.. I miss the quietness that is boredom. There's books I want to read. People I want to ​hang out with. For that I am logging off for a while and focusing my efforts here. Cause truly if I ​haven't messaged you back called you back responded whatever its because i brain rotted and ​scrolled too much and have anxiety from doing so.

I find new years here in the US to be a lil funny. We are trying to plant new seeds in the middle of ​winter and almost fighting to get them to grow. If you've read this far please chill this winter time. ​Flow with the seasons or rather your seasons.. This winter has been a funny one tho. I've noticed ​things growing still blooming and blossoming.

Thank you for your time

Mamaluvsyew - nina