I could not agree more that this is the problem with my generation… And also that it is the exact reason why I do not fit into it. Quality and reality are the 2 things I care for. And my inability to fake a friendship that means nothing leaves me as a member of a lost and dying social stratum.
This is exactly why I can’t go on dates anymore.. I’m expected to somehow figure out and talk to girls before I ask them out. I come from a generation where the point of dating was to get to know someone. Not to hang out with someone whom you already know. But instead, this is really what the world has come to. The social media whore generation. Where everyone gets social validation for their life by posting it on facebook, instagram, tumblr, … whatever it is that people use these days. I don’t even know anymore. And I try to play along. But even I must admit, I feel like I die a little bit inside every time I post a picture to instagram or make a post on facebook.
I recently had a fairly .. emotional? … discussion with someone about how I don’t need validation for anything I do from anyone other than the person it was intended for. Which, I’ll be completely honest, I’m aware, puts me a little on the other end of the spectrum from correctness, but Even with art and things, I don’t NEED anyone else to see my art other than the person I made it for. If I draw a picture, I don’t want it to be put on facebook or put up on a wall somewhere. It’s intimate, it’s a piece of me. I don’t WANT the world to have a piece of me. I want the person I took a piece of me and gave it to to have it. It’s like that with everything. When I get home at the end of the day and sit down, and all I have to say is, well, there were a lot of ants on the sidewalk today, that’s unusual for this time of year (that’s and allusion if you missed it), then I want to be talking to one person in particular. Not every freaking person whom happened to have added me on facebook or followed my instagram. There are a lot of people.. Who just suck. I mean. I’ll just be up front about it. And quite frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn what any of them think. Cause it does not make the slightest bit of difference in my life. … Example. I worked out for a few months.. And I have a body type that tones and gains muscle very quickly, so I was looking fairly… well.. I dunno.. the way you wanna look to attract shallow girls I guess.. Do you know how many pictures of it I posted anywhere? 0. I posted one photo once when I had lost a ton of weight. Which was really only because a friend had ask me to so she could see it. But, I didn’t post any pictures of my abs, or me flexing, or any of the other stupid shit. I didn’t bend down so you could get a good view of my cleavage while half way cropping off my face and saying New hair what do you think.. oh wait.. I’m a dude.. yea.. Well anyway.. that’s still stupid. Ain’t nobody need to see any damn part of yo’ boobs outside the bedroom, honey. Put that shit away. Have a little self respect. None of those “likes” give a damn about you, anyway. If you were dying on the side of the road most of them wouldn’t even stop. Don’t fool yourself.
Don’t get me wrong. I remind myself of all of this quite often. I admit, there’s days I just wanna post a bunch of junk on facebook cause I know so many people will be there and talking and everything else. But I remind myself that it’s not going to help. I’ve tried it. It’s just a bunch of fake, stupid, superficial, Bullshit “friendships” that are worth less than the pixels comprising them.
And like it says, people these days don’t know how to have a conversation. Without being able to think and rethink and correct what they’re saying before they send it they have nothing. Which is why Most people my age find me fairly abrasive. Because I’m going to say exactly what I feel when I feel it. I may be wrong, I may be right, and I may be selling Chinese eggs in left field. But it’s coming out. And you know what. If I tell you that your mother is a cantankerous whore, then you know, punch me in the face or be mad at me or whatever. And then, if I realize that’s not what I meant, or not the route I should have taken it.. I’ll apologize. Take it or leave it. Most, choose the leave it option, because once again, you’re supposed to have a spelling and grammar check and child proof filter on your voice these days.
I mean. Is it seriously too much to request to ask someone to be real? To just say what they’re feeling rather than go home and posting it on the internet for the world? .. OMG let me just make a quick side note here.. I LOOOOOVE the fact that it’s now “stalking” or “creeping” to look at someones facebook ‘without their permission’ so to speak.. IT IS A PUBLIC WEBSITE. If I can look on your facebook and see all kinds of stuff that YOU posted, I’m sorry for reading it.. Maybe you should have kept that shit to yourself if you didn’t want people reading it. But yea, unrelatedly, girls act like it blows their brains all over the freaking wall when you just ask them out on a date. Uh.. Yea.. I’m sorry that I don’t feel a strong desire to talk to a screen for a month before getting to talk to you in person. In which case, most of the time, they won’t even talk in person. They’re entirely separate people when on a keyboard and in life. They lose all the brassiness and confidence and, hell, sexuality. It’s all gone and they don’t even know how to speak to you.
Seriously? Wake up. What is the world going to be in 50 years if it continues at the precipitous rate of degradation it’s going? Humanity would be better of IN the Matrix. And it’s a sad world, that even when you’re entirely against this whole regime, that you have no choice but to play along, or be left by the wayside. Or Date a 60 year old. Which, at this point, is looking like the attractive option.
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