Carpe Diem
Stop Instagramming Your Perfect Life

from Relevant Magazine

Everyone’s life looks better on social media. And that’s the problem.
Let’s choose community. Let’s stop comparing. Let’s start connecting.

 

I keep having the same conversation over and over. It starts like this: “I gave up Facebook for Lent, and I realized I’m a lot happier without it.” Or like this, “Pinterest makes me hate my house.” Or like this: “I stopped following a friend on Instagram, and now that I don’t see nonstop snapshots of her perfect life, I like her better.”

Yikes. This is a thing. This is coming up in conversation after conversation. The danger of the internet is that it’s very very easy to tell partial truths—to show the fabulous meal but not the mess to clean up afterward. To display the smiling couple-shot, but not the fight you had three days ago. To offer up the sparkly milestones but not the spiraling meltdowns.

I’m not anti-technology or anti-Internet, certainly, but I do think it’s important for us to remind ourselves from time to time that watching other peoples’ post-worthy moments on Facebook is always going to yield a prettier version of life than the one you’re living right now. That’s how it works.

WHEN YOU’RE WAITING FOR YOUR COFFEE TO BREW, THE MAJORITY OF YOUR FRIENDS PROBABLY AREN’T DOING ANYTHING ANY MORE SPECIAL. BUT IT ONLY TAKES ONE FRIEND AT THE EIFFEL TOWER TO MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE A LOSER.

My life looks better on the Internet than it does in real life. Everyone’s life looks better on the internet than it does in real life. The Internet is partial truths—we get to decide what people see and what they don’t. That’s why it’s safer short term. And that’s why it’s much, much more dangerous long term.

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My kind of arm candy. So pretty! :)

My kind of arm candy. So pretty! :)

tommychandra:

Music memento

tommychandra:

Music memento

insightfullens:

Lose yourself often, it’s the only way you can be found again.

insightfullens:

Lose yourself often, it’s the only way you can be found again.

Genius.

This is a set of 4 stainless steel ice cubes, note that, we don’t mean the ice cube tray is made of stainless steel, in fact, the tray for the ice cubes is non-toxic gel, so these are genuine stainless steel reusable cubes that allow you to make ice cubes and chill your favorite beverage. Of course, no need to take the ice cubes from the stainless steel cubes. All you need to do is just to put the metal cubes with ice in your drink for instant cooling.

Genius.

This is a set of 4 stainless steel ice cubes, note that, we don’t mean the ice cube tray is made of stainless steel, in fact, the tray for the ice cubes is non-toxic gel, so these are genuine stainless steel reusable cubes that allow you to make ice cubes and chill your favorite beverage. Of course, no need to take the ice cubes from the stainless steel cubes. All you need to do is just to put the metal cubes with ice in your drink for instant cooling.

Definitely.

Definitely.

Pinya. Like a boss.

Pinya. Like a boss.

Cool.

Cool.

staypozitive:

Holding hands may seem like an innocent gesture, but they show more than a simple interlocking of fingers. Your hands are one of the most essential parts of your body: you build with them, feed with them, hold with them, touch with them, fight with them; they are the tools of the human body. To take a hold of another’s hand is to break from living individually. It is to link yourself to another being, to momentarily entwine your life with another’s, to promise, for a moment, that you need not face the world alone. More simple, more aesthetically naive than other forms of affection, i.e kissing, hugging, sexing.., the act of holding hands is often trivialized in its true implications.

staypozitive:

Holding hands may seem like an innocent gesture, but they show more than a simple interlocking of fingers. Your hands are one of the most essential parts of your body: you build with them, feed with them, hold with them, touch with them, fight with them; they are the tools of the human body. To take a hold of another’s hand is to break from living individually. It is to link yourself to another being, to momentarily entwine your life with another’s, to promise, for a moment, that you need not face the world alone. More simple, more aesthetically naive than other forms of affection, i.e kissing, hugging, sexing.., the act of holding hands is often trivialized in its true implications.

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bergdorfprincess:

Omg, can this please be mine?

bergdorfprincess:

Omg, can this please be mine?