I'm not a blogger. Usually, I find it ridiculously hard to get my point across to someone I can't even maintain eye contact with. There is so much body-to-body communication that goes on between people in a passionate conversation. Even phones suck at truly connecting people in the transcendental way we are able to.
However, there are many reasons text-based communication has saved the more pathetic members of the human race. It makes it easier to talk to someone if you have a social problem. All the weirdos get to make friends for a hot minute longer than they would have if someone was able to see them, immediately judge them, and thusly avoid them. And one can't forget text-message break-ups and the like. Who wants to do that shit face to face? I don't have the willpower to sit and watch some pathetic, clueless object of my transient affections get glassy eyes and pouty lips and start to question my humours. MY humours! Hell, I don't even know why they change when they do.
Maybe the problem is the willpower. Should I have the willpower to sit and experience the victim of my volatile emotions and commitments' regret and surprise at my flippant romantic ideologies. Maybe I need to sympathize. Or is it empathize... Hmmm...Can't really do that through text-based communication, huh? Well, I'm going to try.
Like I said, I'm not a blogger...but I'm going to try to be one.
And now I am one **post**
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