How You Should be Viewing Life

Taking shots like this really opens my perspective on life and how small some things aren’t worthy to fuss over.


Old friendships, small weight gain or loss, useless politicians. You know where i’m going with this. Those little things that may annoy you drastically from day to day. The toxic lust that poisons our minds. How it changes what we do and how we do it.

These things aren’t worthy to fuss over. Let them go! I saw a tweet yesterday along the lines of:

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If often baffles me when I see things like this. But then I remember to myself, I use to think like this, too.

Things that aren’t worth fighting over, eventually needs to be let go. Stop wasting precious life time and start being more proactive with it. Go for a run, even if you hate running. Get back into that thing you once loved doing like painting or drawing. Listen to music in your bathtub and get high off of essential oils. (Diffuse those thoughts, boo). There’s no point in putting a ton of energy into someone or something if you feel that you deserve reciprocation, and aren’t getting it. No more guilt trips, just – let it go.

More time for you and less time for others who don’t deserve your precious time. It’s a simple and very giving formula. We have to learn how to love and appreciate ourselves before we can even think about offering help to others. This is something that does take lots of time to grasp if you’re the kind of person to often help others before yourself, like I once use to do religiously.

For stress relief, I recommend doing a hobby you enjoy the most such as art or writing, along with a diffuser and some essential diffuser oils that you can find here for a great price.


I think it’s beautifully ironic how quintessential something can be for people who haven’t seen the internal dilemmas. My picture of this beach for a great example. Many people would see this and say to themselves, “OMG PARADISE TAKE ME THERE, it literally looks perfect!” Yeah, it does look perfect. Looks can often be deceiving, babes (think catfish).

We often forget that places, people and things all have one thing in common. They have problems. Some bigger than others, some smaller, but they all have exactly that in common – problems. I.e. as stated previously, old friendships, places and useless politicians.

The grass is always greener on the other side they say, but the funny thing is; the grass will always be greener on the other side, where you are and however you look at it. Take pride in what you have, cherish it while you have it, and never forget what you can lose. Make your grass green. Or in an islanders case, your ocean blue.MakeYourGrassGreen


10 Types of Shitty Coworkers and How to Not Murder them

Working can be a literal pain in the ass – unless you work alone in your house and have no one to deal with other than dog poop and a 15,000 foot pile of corroded-smelling laundry. But I mean hey, that could be a literal pain in the ass, too. But in all seriousness, we must work to make money and survive, and in order to make money, you have to do things for other people; even if it makes you want to bang your head into the wall.

There’s nothing more magical than being stuck in a small space filled with just about every kind of un-amusing damn person you could ever meet, and by amusing, I really just mean a bunch of down right ankle-biting Chihuahuas.



  1. The Nutritionist

“Oh my God I so thought that this fiber bar would actually make me lose weight like it advertised but it seems it just makes me want to eat more of them and like I swear I’ve gained one and two quarters of a pound over night and I cant help it but think about all the stress and work this is going to put me through and I couldn’t even sleep last night because I was thinking about it so much and don’t you ever put one of these things down your throat I’m warning you. Okay I’m going to the gym do you want to come???”
This includes but is not limited to: the condescending vegan, the vegan who is nice but silently judges, the woman who is always on a diet, the other woman who is always on a diet, the two women who are always on diets talking about their diets, the dude who keeps a crockpot of shoprite meatballs simmering at his desk at all times and shorts out your space heater and makes fun of you for eating carrots because “carrots are for pussies,” and the lady who side-eyes you when you eat a second stress-cupcake because you can’t deal with all the fucking side-eye.
How to Deal:

2. The Comedian

Hey, remember that thing that someone said in a movie one time? Wait for it…wait for it…wait for it…wait for it…wait for iiiiiiit…waaaaaaait…wait for iiiiiiiiiiiit..”
This person will literally have you in tears, of blood. Because their shit is not funny, like – at all. For Gods sake why do you keep saying wait for it, what is this shit, charades?
How to Deal:

3. The Candyman

Let’s face it, when you first started working, you loved the candyman. This was up to the point until you realized that you were eating a shit ton of sugar all day to the point of uncontrollable nausea. Not to mention the candyman’s unique trait of being hyper twenty-four-fucking-seven on a new level, possibly surpassing a crackhead that you want to throw off a ten story balcony after the first twenty-eight minutes into your daily struggle with all of the others that you’re stuck with.
Like, what positive effect is a fun-size Three Musketeers going to have on your life. Honestly. Plus, that candy’s not free! The lady with the candy bowl on her desk acts like it’s free, but the price is that you have to have a conversation with her every time you want some candy. And then sometimes you get there and the candy is GONE—just when you got accustomed to having candy on demand whenever you finish with a shithead customer
How to Deal:

4. The Poop-Shamer

If we see each other in the bathroom, don’t avert your goddamn eyes like I’m some scorned unlawful citizen who’s going to taint you for life just by crossing your path in the dirty room. Look at me,It’s okay! We’re grownups, and poop comes out of us! Just because you have paralyzing poop-shame doesn’t mean you get to take me down with you. I am a proud, powerful being and my poops are an extension of my being that I celebrate, even the bad ones. So look at me, weirdo.
How to Deal:

5. The Lingerer

If you have nothing work-related to say to me, GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY DESK. We are not talking about your holiday. We are not talking about flax seed. We are not talking about paleo diets. We are not talking about your kid’s grades. We are not talking about affirmative action. We are not talking about your dreadful relatives. Yes, I have heard about that thing where all the bees are disappearing. Yes, I have read that “crazy” old woman throwing a tantrum on the bus. Yes, I have heard about how you’re “afraid of clowns.” Dude, we sat in for lunch together one time. I am not eating a fucking Cup-O-Noodle with you.
How to Deal:

6. The Space-Invader

If you don’t step back at least one mile away from me I am going to throw your entire life successes into the shredder machine.
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7. The Pick-Up Celebrity

This guy banged  a lot of chicks last night, like he might still even smell like the majority of their bedsheets, watch out for this one.
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8. The Cheapskate

If Bill’s dad dies and we all “chip in” for flowers, you need to fucking CHIP IN FOR THE FLOWERS. That doesn’t mean two dollars and a tub of ice cream receipt with a Nyquil instruction package on the back—it means, like, ten dollars. Minimum. An ordinary amount of dollars. Also, pay me back for your goddamn sandwich order, you barbarian. I’m not your mom. (Also, I will keep that tub of ice cream, thank you.)
How to Deal:

9. The Lazy One

“Hey can you go get the pile of paperwork I just printed out for me? Can you fetch me a pen? Can you go get Tim to sign this form off for this customer? Can you help me pick up this printer and move it to the other desk?”
How about can you get your ass out of your chair, and walk straight out the door into oncoming traffic, or at least try to lose weight and do shit yourself.
How to Deal:

10. The General Shithead.

Comes in late, leaves early, makes loud personal calls, always has like 50 different things going on in their life which you must know about, steals other people’s yogurt out of the communal refrigerator, lets their own moldy garbage food fill up the communal refrigerator, pounces on all the best vacation days, always has a “stomach ache,” always has a worse stomach ache than you when you actually do have a stomach ache, pops their gum, paints their fucking goddamn nails at their fucking goddamn desk, talks to you.
How to Deal:
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