Everything she do is for the media

Unpopular opinion: personality matters more than looks

Unpopular opinion: murder is bad

Unpopular opinion: water is wet

Sorry, just highlighting all the unpopular opinions I’ve seen just to emphasise that what I’m about to bitch about is… apparently an actual unpopular opinion.

Contrary to the beliefs of countless people I’ve had the misfortune of reading about, what you show online is, in fact, a reflection of you.

Of course it fucking is. What you write online, what you post online, what you do online is all you. Of your self, of your behaviour, of your way of thinking, or, if you’re faking it, of your mental age. Particularly in an era where the internet has such a central role in our lives; we are literally the age of the internet… we are the age of meme. We are more ourselves online than we are in real life. We spend so much time on our computers and phones that we’ve been cultivating our online persona, consequently allowing the personality  within our real, material, flesh prisons to remain stagnant. No wonder we all have anxiety now and can only communicate in (obsolete) vine references.

I’m selective in real life *insert Natalie Portman pic*. I choose who I talk to, as do most people. When I first meet someone, they’ll call me quiet (I’m not), but I’m guessing it’s because they’re comparing me to my online self. You probably think that I act differently to the way I do online. Wrong. Obviously when I first meet someone I’m not gonna start busting out my best suicide jokes. Online me is the real, unadulterated me, because it’s a space where I can be wholly comfortable without having to adhere to social rules. Not that I can’t be myself anyway, but I don’t think a lot of people are going to want to be my friend after I casually talk about throwing myself on the train tracks. The amazing thing is, people I’m close with will hear the crudest thoughts come out of my mouth and perceive my tweets to be PG-13 in comparison. But the catch is, I, like many other people my age, are aware of what comes with exposing yourself online. And we accept it. I might chat some shit, but I can handle it.

Maybe I’m old, maybe I’m frustrated with the influx of sensitive, narcissistic, and entitled 2000s babies online. Complaining. About every single thing. Do you know how funny the internet used to be before everybody was scared about being judged for their instagram? Do you know the absolutely abysmal things people used to get away with online?
Don’t come to the internet and ask people to be nice to you, don’t ask them not to judge you. People are brutal, and the internet is the exact opposite of a safe place. Think of it like the annual purge, but 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. Everybody is subject to scrutiny, and you will form an image of yourself online. This image is open to everyone; accept that you’re making a brand new presence that you can shape however you want and make the most of it, or cry because people are saying mean things to you and you fucked up because you thought your terrible joke would bang. Flexing online when you’re a neek in real life will make you look worse too. Just a pointer.

There are homophobes, racists, fascists, republicans, xenophobes, and vegans online. There are also pedophiles and rapists and animal abusers. Then there are normal people and hilarious people and vain people. We all share the same platform. If you make a weird perverted joke, people are gonna think you’re a pedo and it will get around. If you post pictures with your tits out, people are gonna call you a slut and it will get around. If you say ‘meedja’ I’m gonna come for you because why you can’t say media properly, AJ, it’s pissing me off. You might be completely innocent in all these situations but it doesn’t matter. Nobody is safe.

In the words of the world’s greatest scholar, Hahahahahahahaha How The Fuck Is Cyber Bullying Real Hahahaha. Just Walk Away From The Screen Like Close Your Eyes Haha.
If you can’t handle the heat, get outta the kitchen.

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