Should you care about what random strangers think of you?
How they draw their conclusions of what you are based solely on your blog?
A blog which is like, 1 window out of a hundred windows into your life?
It doesn't matter what insignificant speck of dusts who don't know you think about you, does it?
What really matters is that friends and family, who know who you are KNOW that you aren't what all these losers say you are, right?
Sticks and stones may break my bones but names will never hurt me.
That's bullshit. Names hurt too.
And then you sit down and you wonder to yourself why are they saying things like that about you. "Is this true?" "Is this really the sort of impression I'm giving off to the general public?" "Is THIS how I want people to think of me?" "am I really that sort of person people say I am?" "Am I really a [insert derogatory characteristic here]"
Sometimes you lose yourself, get all confused and you start believing in those accusations. Unfounded as they may be. You're quite sure that they are unfounded... quite sure, you think. It can't be true. Are you really society's trash? A drunkard? A wildchild? A slut? A shallow-minded bitch? A social pariah? An attention-seeking whore? A desperate single girl with deep personal & emotional issues?
You may drink and dance and camwhore and curse and swear a little too much sometimes. But you have your own good qualities, at least you think so. How else would you have friends who care? Who IS perfect anyway? You're a nice girl. You know that. People who really know you know that too! If strangers don't see it then it's their fucking problem, or is it? Maybe the problem is yours. Maybe you should change, turn over a new leaf. Stop all this nonesense. Control your angst and frustrations. Be one of those typical demure little quiet smiley pleasant-to-look-at furniture with manufactured homogenus personalities you see everyfuckingwhere like one cent coins. Succumb to society's perception of "decent". Maybe then people would accept you more because, hey, that's what you're supposed to be like around here.
After all aren't we brought up in a conservative society which thrives on being socially accepted?
But would you be happy? Would that be you? Who ARE you?
What's so bad about being you anyway? What's wrong with knowing how to have fun without being too much of the system's bitch? What is so unacceptable about not taking yourself too seriously sometimes?
Man, this is utter bollocks.
Haters should just fuck off, bury their heads in the lavas of an active volcano and burn in the fiery pits of hell, BITCHES.