"it's a curse, what you have. your hate for the society. how you think it's for your own good to disconnect. to detach your whole being from the mainstream whatever that you've grown to abhor. to alienate yourself from a place you truly belong. you learned to be good actor. a very good one. you can spend hours around people you decided you hate and live by without talking to them. without even looking at them. you say you don't care about almost everything, your face says so, but deep in you is every single opinion that you're trained to keep to yourself, afraid that one of your precious opinions might get tagged as just another internet gibberish. you stop talking to people. and after imagining a bad conversation with them, you delete them in your contact list. you have a facebook account, but you don't want to see updates from the people on your friends list, so you unfollow them, but more often you unfriend them just because they posted a picture of their cat doing regular cat things. you have a twitter account but you never twitted..because you forgot your password..and can't retrieve it..because you have no idea which of your 20 email addresses you used for it. and fuck instagram..seriously..fuck it. then you wear earphones whenever you're outside so nobody greets you. and you wear sunglasses so you don't have to greet everybody. your mobile phone is worthless because you don't text or call. you started to forget your friends' birthdays, or you just don't greet them because for the next 2 seconds, your post on their facebook wall will be obliterated by the other hundred HBD's from people they don't even know personally. seriously? HBD? you're a fucking adult privileged to live with high tech gadgets in this super high tech era and you can't fucking type a full happy fucking birthday? jesus man! that should be considered sloth! oh i weep for the seven deadly sins. they don't mean much anymore. and then..you have this amazing "i have work" excuse that you use to everybody. and i mean everybody! i once heard a person say, if you wanna get out of something, don't ever say you have plans, plans can be cancelled..say you have work. that man was schmidt and he's right because who's gonna drag you somewhere compromising your job? freakin genius man. and then you realize, you live in a bubble. alone. all your friends fade out, away from you. you barely talk. you once stopped talking to a dear friend just because she started taking pictures of the food she's about to eat. it is that simple to you. like you're this all-powerful mighty human being who does not just accept things the way they are and tries everytime to bend others to the will of your consciousness level. you basically.hate.people. and you're not wrong. you have to hate people. the bullshit here. the bullshit there. all the fucking bullshit all around the fucking globe! and you're right about that. but one thing you always forget is to never generalize. yea, people are stupid, but not all of them. your filtering protocol got screwed up that you're filtering everything. nothing gets to you anymore. and i don't blame you for being that way, that's a good thing. it makes you feel like there's still hope down here. that everyone is not alike. but just ease it up a notch. let's blame the system instead. we are all victims here. the vast majority are just too blind to see it, that's why they are getting dragged and dragged to whichever way the system takes them to. we are not bad people. we just come from a bad place."
