One day there will be an uprising and these walls will be tore down, thus people will start calling each other on their birthdays once again and we will spend afternoons talking to friends about the things we have recently done, since they haven’t yet heard the gossip from our very own paparazzi posing as a blue bird with our self-portrait-mirror-photograph as an avatar… Sadly enough, we all know that won’t happen. It will only get worse.
Damn you, Internet. You always keep me so close and way too far at the same time. At least I can now fulfill my social responsibilities without dealing with idiots – except for those idiots that I truly care about. he. he.
Kingdom of Fear: Loathsome Secrets of a Star-crossed Child in the Final Days of the American Century