real fucking talk.
spent most of last night just revisiting old demons and realized i have so much leftover anger from high school. i hate you all, get the fuck out of my life.
DELETED MY PIECE OF SHIT FACEBOOK.
the concept of “fake friends” disturbs me and i don’t think i’ve ever had to deal with it as much as i did after facebook became such a staple in my life. and why the hell is facebook such a staple? because it’s so easy to just peer into other peoples’ lives. i mean what the hell is wrong with me? it doesn’t make me a better person to seek out things about people to talk shit about, which i realize i do sometimes.
also, facebook is getting increasingly creepy, especially after i read my friend's post a while ago.
this is the second time that i have sadly attempted this, hopefully this time i will stick to it. i mean the only real reason i revived it last time was because mikey made a sad face at me and told me he liked sending me private inbox messages via facebook. and. well. i liked it too.
i don't really think i will be missing out on that much. i stopped uploading photos, and deleted all my albums a few weeks ago. i only really troll a few people on facebook regularly, and they're the same people that i talk to almost daily via instant message or texting, so what do i care?
and whenever my friends plan events, it travels quicker through word of mouth than through facebook events anyway.
so if anything the only thing that has me attached to facebook is the fact that it's just a psychological habit that i need to break now. one less page to refresh, but i mean, who cares, really?
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