Feedback is everything. It’s a motivator. It’s fulfilling.

It says, “Hey, you there!” Gives you a pat on the back and makes you feel like you’re doing a great job when honestly you feel like your work is a piece of shit!

Don’t you feel like your writing is a piece of shit sometimes? That no one reads it, therefore, no one cares.

“If a blog post was written but no one reads it does it even matter?”

Yeah! Because lurkers also read it! Just answering my own question.

But it makes me feel EXTRA AF when people comment on my blog on any form of media.When people tell me that they read my blog casually or people I haven’t talked to in a while say they enjoy a particular post. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING IT!

I really appreciate it seriously. Especially when you tell me what you like or don’t like about it. It makes me feel like it can only go uphill from here. Like this blank whatever blog will be better someday somehow.

I will never be perfect when it comes to writing but to have just a few people enjoy means a lot of me cause these blogs weren’t even really made for entertainment. It’s just for my release, my expression, but when I receive a compliment on here it means so much more because I try to be as honest as I can be on here.

Shout out to my friends who inspire me to write about most of these things. My discussions with you guys are an inspiration for this blog. Inspiration in my life! You guys keep shit interesting and I’m happy for that since it feel like I have a boring life but I’m thankful at the very least I don’t have boring thoughts.

If you like commenting, please do. I appreciate it immensely.

Bound to happen

The eventual clash…. give me some slack. I can’t keep up with the tiptoeing like this anymore. I feel like an asshole for being nice. You make me feel like I’m trying too hard. Like I should shut up. And the conversation isn’t interesting. Maybe that makes two of us.

I should say this. I’m sorry I make you feel uncomfortable. That I challenge all your ideas. That was bound to happen. What can I say?  I won’t back down.

You can stay in your safe place. You have every right to stay where you are comfortable. Who the fuck am I to judge what is best for you? Who the fuck am I to decide for you? I can only decide for myself.

So I will. I’m taking a break. Just for now. No more indulging, no more divulging. I’m too tired to try to predict how this will play out. I’m too weary to endure your signature sign off.

Congratulations, you’ve exhausted me. I didn’t think it would be possible. I know you wouldn’t expect it either. But it was bound to happen.

What can I say? We all want to protect the ego that gives us strength. I just happen to not like yours at the moment. Is that wrong?

The Thrill

There is something thrilling about not following “rules”. And no one knows.

Who knows what kind of person I would be if I was truly alone? How deviant would I be? What are the things would be into? I know most likely I’d like the same boring things I’m into now but if I was the only person in the world, my night would be day and there would be less hate and prejudice. I would just live as observer of nature and consuming the remaining knowledge left.

There would be nothing to fight for. There would be nothing to feel for. Would I hate it? Would I love it? Is that true freedom?

I’d never know.