@trushford.bsky.social
Just a guy. I am an author, life coach, sarcastic asshole, metal head, meat head, love steak, and letting people know, “I told you” - I’m here to dump random thoughts, heartfelt messages, and dank memes. No one uses dank anymore and it shows.
Do you think the round up of illegal immigrants will trickle down to farmers, or remain in the clean up of our cities? Because I don’t really see a bunch of lazy entitled folks taking up those big farm jobs. Can you imagine seeing Bobbie and his boys bent over picking in the fields?
January 23, 2025 at 11:58 AM
Do you think the round up of illegal immigrants will trickle down to farmers, or remain in the clean up of our cities? Because I don’t really see a bunch of lazy entitled folks taking up those big farm jobs. Can you imagine seeing Bobbie and his boys bent over picking in the fields?
*Doom scrolls the news*
Well, let’s see what fresh hell awaits us today. So many are totally comfortable with others being in misery, it’s kind of wild. You see someone suffering, so you want to add to that? What in the actual fuck? I hope you get everything you deserve, on both sides of this.
Well, let’s see what fresh hell awaits us today. So many are totally comfortable with others being in misery, it’s kind of wild. You see someone suffering, so you want to add to that? What in the actual fuck? I hope you get everything you deserve, on both sides of this.
January 23, 2025 at 11:54 AM
*Doom scrolls the news*
Well, let’s see what fresh hell awaits us today. So many are totally comfortable with others being in misery, it’s kind of wild. You see someone suffering, so you want to add to that? What in the actual fuck? I hope you get everything you deserve, on both sides of this.
Well, let’s see what fresh hell awaits us today. So many are totally comfortable with others being in misery, it’s kind of wild. You see someone suffering, so you want to add to that? What in the actual fuck? I hope you get everything you deserve, on both sides of this.
Let your decisions come from a place of rest rather than reaction. Don’t feed the traction reaction elephants with emotional responses that will fill their false sense of pride.
January 22, 2025 at 11:39 PM
Let your decisions come from a place of rest rather than reaction. Don’t feed the traction reaction elephants with emotional responses that will fill their false sense of pride.
As this app grows, I hope we can maintain a level of reserved rage so we don’t fall to the X type of space. Stay diligent, educate, build, prepare, and let the metaphoric fight begin. As the big apps fall, the little apps grow. Let’s keep our wits about us.
January 22, 2025 at 11:24 PM
As this app grows, I hope we can maintain a level of reserved rage so we don’t fall to the X type of space. Stay diligent, educate, build, prepare, and let the metaphoric fight begin. As the big apps fall, the little apps grow. Let’s keep our wits about us.
I’m not sure I’m mentally prepared for these next few years of idiocy. I am older now and my energy is best served for fun things, like living without stress. Bah. Who am I kidding, I like showing them how dumb they really are.
January 17, 2025 at 10:06 PM
I’m not sure I’m mentally prepared for these next few years of idiocy. I am older now and my energy is best served for fun things, like living without stress. Bah. Who am I kidding, I like showing them how dumb they really are.
not depressed enough to skip meals, but depressed enough to wear the same socks for days.
January 17, 2025 at 10:01 PM
not depressed enough to skip meals, but depressed enough to wear the same socks for days.
…educating myself for the coming conflicts.
January 17, 2025 at 9:59 PM
…educating myself for the coming conflicts.
When you want to start a revolution make sure the one leading it, isn’t in it for selfish and personal reasons, because at the end of it all, you’ll be fighting for his cause, rather than the cause of others.
January 15, 2025 at 4:51 PM
When you want to start a revolution make sure the one leading it, isn’t in it for selfish and personal reasons, because at the end of it all, you’ll be fighting for his cause, rather than the cause of others.
Just another app to post in the big blue void of nothingness. Where the algorithms are celestial snob’s to one’s plight of nuanced posts that fit no narrative. With no friends, no political satire and no real input, I shall continue forth with my own knowledge of the great nothing.
January 14, 2025 at 12:04 PM
Just another app to post in the big blue void of nothingness. Where the algorithms are celestial snob’s to one’s plight of nuanced posts that fit no narrative. With no friends, no political satire and no real input, I shall continue forth with my own knowledge of the great nothing.
My new adventure for 2025 is a health journey. I have been so neglectful of my health for the last few years, so now at 50 I’m changing that. I’m starting with a diet, while studying what is a healthy relationship with food, because I was a slut for overeating. Wish me luck! #slutforsnacks
January 3, 2025 at 12:09 PM
My new adventure for 2025 is a health journey. I have been so neglectful of my health for the last few years, so now at 50 I’m changing that. I’m starting with a diet, while studying what is a healthy relationship with food, because I was a slut for overeating. Wish me luck! #slutforsnacks
Thursday. It’s an ok band, a decent day of the week, and a perfect day to sit inside, watch the snow fall, and listen to some music or write. Work isn’t as bad because no one is rushing to get something out or in. It’s a day no one really loves or hates, it’s just an average day. Make it yours.
December 19, 2024 at 12:38 PM
Thursday. It’s an ok band, a decent day of the week, and a perfect day to sit inside, watch the snow fall, and listen to some music or write. Work isn’t as bad because no one is rushing to get something out or in. It’s a day no one really loves or hates, it’s just an average day. Make it yours.
Let the epitaph of my youth read as follows: I tried my best with what I had. I was beaten, broken, torn down, neglected, hated, left behind, demonized, lonely, molested, unloved, abused, bullied, all before I turned 13. What came after for the next century was a direct effect of what happened.
December 18, 2024 at 12:35 PM
Let the epitaph of my youth read as follows: I tried my best with what I had. I was beaten, broken, torn down, neglected, hated, left behind, demonized, lonely, molested, unloved, abused, bullied, all before I turned 13. What came after for the next century was a direct effect of what happened.
You gave me your heart when I didn’t deserve it. The torture I unleashed because of your generosity will never be undone. I never knew what love was, how it was supposed to go, but love is kind and patient, because of that, I know what love truly is. It’s you, from start to finish, it’s you.
December 18, 2024 at 12:20 PM
You gave me your heart when I didn’t deserve it. The torture I unleashed because of your generosity will never be undone. I never knew what love was, how it was supposed to go, but love is kind and patient, because of that, I know what love truly is. It’s you, from start to finish, it’s you.
When you try to breakout and try new social media apps and literally no one interacts with you, is refreshing. The spam tries, but meh. I don’t need to see your half naked body today, thanks.
December 17, 2024 at 7:35 PM
When you try to breakout and try new social media apps and literally no one interacts with you, is refreshing. The spam tries, but meh. I don’t need to see your half naked body today, thanks.
My brother would have been 53 today. He passed away. Something in my soul shifted when he left. I was by his side wailing and apologizing over and over. For what? The way the world did him wrong, the way his friends and family treated him which was poorly. A big brother piece of me is gone. Miss him
December 16, 2024 at 10:23 PM
My brother would have been 53 today. He passed away. Something in my soul shifted when he left. I was by his side wailing and apologizing over and over. For what? The way the world did him wrong, the way his friends and family treated him which was poorly. A big brother piece of me is gone. Miss him
The universe is in her eyes. The green landscape glows and I am all but sucked in like a moth to a flame. She stabs my heart with love, and I flinch with her touch. A gentle reminder she is in control, and I am just in awe. The fabric of time rips, intertwines, strengthens and no cut goes unhealed.
December 16, 2024 at 9:57 PM
The universe is in her eyes. The green landscape glows and I am all but sucked in like a moth to a flame. She stabs my heart with love, and I flinch with her touch. A gentle reminder she is in control, and I am just in awe. The fabric of time rips, intertwines, strengthens and no cut goes unhealed.
It’s not up to us, the predestined outcome is the narrative we subscribe to. Or is it? Could it be all philosophy is neither inherent or codependent? Shall we throw all binding beliefs we’ve held dear to us into the elusive universe and leave it all to chance?! What are we even living for?
December 16, 2024 at 9:54 PM
It’s not up to us, the predestined outcome is the narrative we subscribe to. Or is it? Could it be all philosophy is neither inherent or codependent? Shall we throw all binding beliefs we’ve held dear to us into the elusive universe and leave it all to chance?! What are we even living for?
…and the wind blows away everything you’ve gathered, for the wind cares not about your consciousness and the hoards of memorabilia you cling to.
December 16, 2024 at 9:50 PM
…and the wind blows away everything you’ve gathered, for the wind cares not about your consciousness and the hoards of memorabilia you cling to.
The antithesis of survival hinges upon your willingness to push through.
- commonsense thoughts
- commonsense thoughts
November 29, 2024 at 3:40 PM
The antithesis of survival hinges upon your willingness to push through.
- commonsense thoughts
- commonsense thoughts
It’s thanksgiving, and it is just another day of fights, arguments and food. The fake niceties shutter my core, while the venom behind the lips spills out. Here we are, just another day to have an excuse to blow up at me. Stress, the new excuse to be an asshole, word.
November 28, 2024 at 1:24 PM
It’s thanksgiving, and it is just another day of fights, arguments and food. The fake niceties shutter my core, while the venom behind the lips spills out. Here we are, just another day to have an excuse to blow up at me. Stress, the new excuse to be an asshole, word.
Imagine being so alone that you are standing in the epicenter of existence and not one soul speaks to you. #depressionhasahold
November 28, 2024 at 1:21 PM
Imagine being so alone that you are standing in the epicenter of existence and not one soul speaks to you. #depressionhasahold
The void that is my nonexistence, reigns.
November 27, 2024 at 6:28 PM
The void that is my nonexistence, reigns.
I think the time has come to meet iron with iron, and what I mean is to make it snow and watch the cult tears fall. Nothing upsets a cult following like making fun of their cult leader. Let’s see how they handle the memes.
November 17, 2024 at 1:00 PM
I think the time has come to meet iron with iron, and what I mean is to make it snow and watch the cult tears fall. Nothing upsets a cult following like making fun of their cult leader. Let’s see how they handle the memes.
Facebook, the mega monster of social media, then you have X, snapchat, tick tok, threads, blue sky and so many more other ways to communicate. What makes bluesky any better or different than the others? A step above of Threads I feel. No half naked women every where I swipe with their external links
November 17, 2024 at 12:55 PM
Facebook, the mega monster of social media, then you have X, snapchat, tick tok, threads, blue sky and so many more other ways to communicate. What makes bluesky any better or different than the others? A step above of Threads I feel. No half naked women every where I swipe with their external links
I wonder what this Sunday will bring. The weather is mildly cold, the sun will be out, and I’m feeling super creative. Maybe I’ll record a podcast episode, Record a youtube video, write towards my book, or sit my fat ass on this couch and do nothing. A great day for endless possibilities. #goodtalk
November 17, 2024 at 12:51 PM
I wonder what this Sunday will bring. The weather is mildly cold, the sun will be out, and I’m feeling super creative. Maybe I’ll record a podcast episode, Record a youtube video, write towards my book, or sit my fat ass on this couch and do nothing. A great day for endless possibilities. #goodtalk