Back when I lived on MySpace (circa 2006-2010), I took selfies weekly.
It was so absurd. I would have a little photo shoot with myself: I
would choose four outfits, run outside, snap some pics in my yard,
run inside to change, and repeat. I blew off plenty of English assignments,
but I always made time for this ritual. I edited them with this snazzy
internet site Picnik (which has been renamed Ribbet, thank me later).
Even though the only social media platform I have is Instagram, I've
been over my obsessive selfie era for a few years now. I'm more
interested in posting content... quotes, history lessons,
self-confidence rants, and political jibber-jabber. My body isn't as
important to me anymore as much as the knowledge that it possesses.
That's what I'd rather be known for: intellect > vanity.
"Existence is pain." —Mr. Meeseeks
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