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Social media is sad. (Society is sad)

Everyone wants to be heard.

No one cares what you have to say or show.

It’s tough but it makes you more introverted than anything.

I’d rather keep my real opinions and theories to myself.

I can use that same energy for my own website or a book or even film it.

It all becomes a show. Who can sh*t or flex on someone the most. I don’t mind looking good but I also don’t gaf about how bad it makes the next person feels.

I don’t eat for someone else to be able to sh*t.

I’m not myself when I’m thinking about someone else. Are we designed to lose ourselves when we wish to entertain someone else? Then we find ourselves again when it all simmers? Adulting is for the birds.

I have more I want to say but I’d rather save it before I make this post a rant.