Facebook, Reposts, and Unicorns

If you're here because you saw my Facebook post, you know this blog was born from a writing "quest" by Live Your Legend.

If you're not here because you saw my Facebook post...how the hell did you find me? I take my hat off to you.

Back on topic. Today's writing prompt from LYL is what really makes you angry about the world?

I could go off on a few different things here as there are at least a double-handful of answers to this question wandering about in my head. That list would grow if I explored Pinterest or any news site for any amount of time. So I'm going to change the prompt.

What really trivial thing makes you annoyed about the Internet?

Answer: If you don't repost this/Repost this if you have a heart ANYTHING

Not only are they faker than the societal need for women to shave their entire bodies, they still give me anxiety.
I'm not superstitious enough to believe them, but apparently I am superstitious enough that I need a "protection picture" to stop my "what-if" brand of over-thinking.

I know. I'm ashamed of me, too.

~Liss

PS: The point of this isn't to spoil anyone's fun if they like these damn things, but please just know I'm gonna be ignoring them because I've got Repost Bob....and a possibly few others.

...Okay I have a whole team of repost protection. Judge away, people. Not like you can "or die" me!

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