November 4, 2012

i walk around in the summer time saying 'how about this heat'

So I've just spent an hour writing a ranting post about how I dislike people who shove their believes down your throat on Fb or wherever.. you know the kind. Vegans and sport obsessive ones, and Herbal life supporters.. Girls who are too damn virtuous for porn, but post all the time something about 50 shades.. Girls who feel self conscious and post Marlyn Monroe quotes about 'the real woman'. Yeah, I'm not the skinny type at all. But what are you saying.. Those skinny bitches are fictional? Because I always thought that's the opposite of real. Oh, don't forget the ones who want to stop animal cruelty..

I mean. Yeah sure. I support your cause. All of them. And if I don't I keep it to myself. It would be nice if you had the same courtesy. I mean.. do you really think that posting 50 pic/day about how animals are treated badly will change somebody's mind? No, you just make me block your obsessive ass, because I do care, and I don't need all that nasty shit reminding me every time I log in on my Fb. I'm a grown adult. I can decide by myself what to believe.

Don't get me wrong.. I'm all about enlightening people.. and yeeey education and knowledge. But you are not informing anyone. You're just raping us with what you think is best. And ok.. do that. I don't mind. As I said. I can always block the persons I don't like (on Fb and real life). But what bothers me is that you don't seem to know how to take it when somebody calls you out.

And yes.. I am painfully aware how this post goes against what I'm trying to say. But at least I can promise you that if you read this.. and hate it.. and ferociously comment.. there is a great possibility I won't give a fuck. And please don't take this personally.

And I promise you.. next time.. there will be boobs again :)

This is just a song I like.. and it's slightly connected with the train of thoughts I was having when I was writing this.



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