who the heck invented sex like why would you think to put your wing wang in the wizard sleeve
I’ve been seeing a lot of people on Tumblr and elsewhere complaining about the people that follow them. “There’s too many of the same blogs” “The Internet’s become a popularity contest” and there’s the ever popular complaint of certain stereotypes becoming “mainstream”. Like really? I thought this whole, “I did it first” “I watched/listened to it first” “you probably wouldn’t know because blah blah blah”, bullshit was for hipsters.
You people complain about society not “getting you” or how you’re ostracized by those who don’t understand, but then your hobbies, ways of life, style etc are being accepted and now you’re whining about it because people aren’t being “real” or they’re not “authentic”? True, some people’s interest may be fabricated for the sake of followers, but what do you care? It’s not you. It’s not your life.
People keep liking the things you post? Oh no, the horror.
People keep liking the the pictures you took of yourself on Instagram? Your life must be so hard!
"You’re only reblogging that macabre tagged post to look edgy." WOW. You’re right, I didn’t know you were psychic!
"This person keeps liking my posts/pictures/copying me. They want something." Chill the fuck out. What the fuck could anyone want from you other than another follow on whatever social crap they’re on? Do you think you’re some kind of celebrity or something because you have a couple thousand followers and people care enough to only copy you? Get over yourself.
Do us all a favor and all of you just please shut the fuck up.