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People PAY to see my body. When that realization hit me — holy shit, I still can’t stop grinning.
I thought I didn’t want idols. I sneered at greats. Paying homage was for nerds and fans.
“My boyfriend wants me to stop writing about my ex-boyfriends,” is what I supposedly said.
Before the online dating scene came about, or at least before it was present in my life, I was making friends online.
I am not saying that technology is affecting how readily we fall in love…at least, not yet.
Let’s face it, the culture of thought on the internet has been diminished to a vanishing point and we are all to blame. But who says our happiness has to suffer for it?
The internet’s many comment sections are notoriously treacherous waters.
The highest echelon of low profile is still maintainable as f#*k.
Before the term “blog” was part of our mainstream vocabulary, before everyone and their mother decided they were a lifestyle blogger, and before twitter and instagram and facebook…there was this amazing thing called Livejournal.