Yet Another Post On Posts

It's funny how you see so many people without the slightest idea of the repercussions of their "posts" on these social media sites. They just have no idea at all. Sometimes, it makes me think that through the advancement of the Internet, everyone has developed an alter identity that exudes qualities that enable people to like them better. Between posting something random and unpopular, they tend to go for the more likable versions to get more, well, "likes". It can be as senseless as tweeting "Bacon." or as pretentious as showing support for a current political issue which was preceded by a link instructing how-to eye make up instructions for the people with well endowed foreheads. Anything can be used against you these days and everyone gets the idea that they know you a little better based on what you put up.


Some give off the impression that they're godlier (and better than everyone) while they annoy you with quotes from the Bible that have no significant meaning or worse, ripped off from some subscribed application providing you with random verses created by some Jesus freak or fanatic. While some men, on the other hand, treat their personal pages or group pages like porn sites. I mean seriously, why would you share the images that you spend time masturbating about to other men. Isn't that just... gay? Would it help you get off faster if Jun Jun also jacked off to the same picture of some bimbo bending over?


As much as it entertains me to see all different personalities coming to life on the world wide web, I quite deem it sad that during the few hours in front of your own computer, you find the need to be someone else just to be accepted and swallowed in a bit more easily. Call me a hypocrite, but I too have had my weak calls of judgement especially with posting personal photos and as to who gets to see it. That's my own personal privacy issue which I learned the hard way, isn't really a privilege once you've gotten it out there. Heck, I can share your shit faced, coma inducing albums to your grandma and we'd not even have to be friends.


All I'm saying is that you choose the shit you post and choose it wisely because once it's out, honey, it's out. Depressing as it sounds but that's how the "world" will choose to know you. Like I've probably said before, you can't stop people from talking about you but you can give them something less than your last shoutout about getting plastered and waking up with strange men followed by a ThinkExist quote on regret, usually edited to one's own understanding of proper grammar and spelling to make it look original.


If only I could restart and re-do my personal accounts by adding and accepting people I actually like but then I'd only probably have 60 friends and well in society, that would put me on the lower percentile of belonging but now that I think of it, that won't really bother me as much so it's actually not such a bad idea. Now now... Why didn't I come up with that?