“The poison was never forced — it was offered gently, until you forgot it was poison at all.” – Unknown. I have always found this quote interesting and accurate as to how we became so unhealthy over time. The poison isn’t shoved down your throat; it’s handed to you with a smile,

🚨 Breaking 🚨 . I'm going to the lake for the weekend, so expect some beautiful relaxing posts from me after I get there.

Something tells me she is not interested in service dogs in the first place.

This is why he blocked me because I called him out on it.

This is the problem with this platform. It's too easy to fall into the trap of people who are just here for clicks and do not care how they get them. This account posted this, and I actually was a long-time follower of him. He posted this as his new grandchild. A few weeks

If you replied to my post with the cute baby. delete your replies. I found out it was Ai and not real, so I deleted the post. I could not in good conscience leave this post up.

My brain most of the time.

Raise your hand if you agree with this man. 🙋‍♀️.

Do you eat sardines?

I asked GROK to make a black hole sucking in all my posts. 🤣🤣🤣

RT @Denosko1: I love small town life. This building is out in the middle of nowhere. It's always lit up with blue lights at night. Years a….

This is how you summons the 🤖s.

I love small town life. This building is out in the middle of nowhere. It's always lit up with blue lights at night. Years ago, it was a high-end steakhouse, and people would travel great distances to eat here. It shut down after the owners passed away and sat empty for a very

Sofa king we todd did?.

My husband wanted me to thank everyone for the birthday wishes. He said it was heartwarming to see how many people stopped and took the time to wish a total stranger a happy birthday. His exact words. "It's nice to know that there are a lot of good people still out there. The.

Great. I guess my neighbor found Army Worms in our yard today.

Is anyone surprised?.

In the chaos of life, there's one person who gets me through it all. My husband, who is also my bestie. From late-night laughs over silly movies to deep talks that heal my soul, he's my adventure buddy, the shoulder to cry on, and the one who makes ordinary days feel

I don't get people who hate dogs based on their breed.

So. my dog Johnny Ringo is almost too friendly with people. He just loves them. He is a pitty, so I see people get a little nervous when he approaches them. Most of them quickly realize he is just a good boy. There is a man that lives down the street from me that he does not