Motivation Memes Novels & Stories

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It was like someone had loosened a knot that I did not know was there. By the next week the messages stretched longer. She started sending memes that was about anxiety brain fog. A cartoon character that was staring blankly at the wall with the caption “when your thoughts are buffering.” I laughed out loud in my kitchen. The sound made even me surprised. I replied with a crying laughing emoji and then I added. “Too real.”

black-and-white backgrounds with text overlays like: > “Ungrateful girls don’t deserve real ones. ” “Some people don’t know when they’ve got someone good. ” My stomach twisted as I scrolled. He’d left comments on memes about “loyal men and cold women. ” And his followers...most of them guys from school...had jumped right in. “Facts bro, some girls don’t deserve loyalty. ” “We know who you’re talking about, king. ” “She used you for clout. ”

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“Oh thank God, backup. Jackson, explain memes to your boyfriend. He doesn’t understand why anyone would care about a woman yelling at a cat.” “It’s not that I don’t care,” Frost protested. “I just don’t understand the context. Is this a human realm inside joke? Did something happen with this specific woman and cat?” I couldn’t help but laugh, dropping my bag by the door. “Frost, it’s just a meme. It doesn’t have to make sense. That’s kind of the point.” “But—” “Nope.” Maya held up a hand. “We’re moving on. Next meme.” She scrolled down, and Frost leaned in closer, his expression adorably perplexed.

You need no awakening from the dangers creeping to haunt your infant dreams. You don't need to be told to fight with all you have to get what you should have. You need no seer to prophesy to you about the dynamic nature of people and society. You need no motivation. No one owes you any damn anything. Set the stage. Walk the pace. Defer the norms. Eliminate the stereotypes. Motivate yourself to metamorphose your dreams to reality. Believing in motivation and being the motivation is not the same. The difference is results.

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My vapidness would love to smack some sense in him. ‘Cheers!’ Another wrote with clinking glasses. His teeth would look better on the ground or better as toppings. ‘Can I have some?’ The following goes on. I'd like to have some of your arteries too. ‘Cheap drunks!’ You think you can afford the cheap in the wildest of your dreams. The netizens had a gala day sharing memes amongst themselves. I have become a laughingstock. It ranges from hilarious to disgustingly vulgar. For what? For outspeaking and spitting facts at a jerk's face. For standing up by the side of a vampiress who is forced to become his sex slave. For having opinions that do not reconcile. For wanting to be admired.

He had that rare quality of making a room feel smaller in the comfortable way rather than the threatening one. I loaded my plate and ate and tried very hard not to think about anything specific and failed entirely because my body kept volunteering unsolicited highlights from the night before that I had not requested and could not turn off. "Nala you need to see this meme, it's so you." Nova was already giggling, sliding her phone across the table toward me. I started scrolling. She wasn't wrong. The meme was deeply personal, specifically targeted at my personality in a way that felt like a personal attack, and I was going to find a way to send it to myself later.