I'm a good person, underneath it all. I really am. I hold doors for people, compliment strangers, say my prayers at night. I do anything for my family, despite the fact that they make me crazy. I want the best for everyone. I think most people are generally pretty good.
I speak my mind more than most people, though, and end up being seen as a less than stellar person most of the time.
People who are sheltered don't get me. They don't. People who have lived with mommy and daddy, had everything paid for, and a perfect happy little life don't understand why I see the world the way that I do, and i'm not afraid to say it fucking sucks.
It's funny how you give someone the keys to every personal thing about you, and all they want to do is see if you mentioned them anywhere. That's disappointing, to me. Every explanation of family events, every bad boyfriend, the rape, the drugging, the beating....it's all here in this journal, and people are more concerned with finding out about my Facebook. What a sad world we live in.
When Facebook is the main source to find out information about somebody, instead of just asking them, we live in a sad, sad world. A list of ways to contact me, none of which is by coming to my door and having a face to face conversation, is published on every forum I use, and here I sit, a victim of a Facebook status, and an electronic "breakup". It's really quite interesting.
There are people my age who have never been in a relationship! There are people my age who have never had any sort of physical intimacy with a member of the opposite sex! I couldn't believe that was possible, until this Facebook thing...now it's obvious why this happens, this day and age.
Social intimacy...physical contact...chemistry is no longer a priority. It's about profiles, statuses, pictures...words on a screen.
At least Chris had a past to make him socially retarded, but now we're just an entire generation of people who sees nothing wrong with putting a great deal of weight into somebody's profile...or Facebook status.
I think the insight is worth the wasted time, though, so I guess i'm just another victim of technology.