It's mystifying, why do I care so much about tumblr people's opinions? I think they're all braindead for the most part. I guess I don't get bothered on facebook for my opinions, no one blatantly leaves so that might be it. But I didn't care much about people disregarding me on bdrp. Maybe because I don't actively see them ignoring me like I do on tumblr. So I guess it's just how the different sites carry themselves and tumblr's just not fit for me in the slightest. I hate watching people ignore me and have fun with others, though I didn't used to so not sure where that came from maybe because before I was pretty popular on Alex's blog whereas on Ven I struggle to get the time of day from someone. I'm so sick of being nice and good though, it's so annoying and no pay off since everyone just steps on you anyway. I'd much rather snap at someone and make them cry rather than cry myself. Not my friends though, I like those people, they treat me nicely so I'll treat them nicely. I love being a prick to people though. It’s so relaxing. Anon hate not so much though, it’s so petty and pathetic and laughable. There’s no point in it. It brings me nothing.
I literally hate everything about tumblr. I hate the call out culture. I hate the popularity because it’s so ass backwards it makes no sense. People get popular for their one-liners and aesthetics, like wow, I guess that’s not surprising though since people on this site don’t have a thought process. None that I can see and I’ve seen plenty in the year I’ve been on both these blogs. Oh my god, the people that are popular never keep up with threads either, they just do a day or two of replies then drop the thread and start up a new one. What’s the point? There’s no story or development? How is that fun? Are you people actually writers? I doubt it.
Ah the lack of real life aspects too. I can’t even imagine how people on here handle the real world since they can’t even look at dark themes without crying and cutting themselves. Literally the only reason I get so bothered about being blocked and lectured is because it triggers a split personality that gets me into loads more trouble. It’s so damn inconvenient. I’m getting to the point that I’d rather be in jail than deal with these mindnumbing people. I think there’s maybe just two people on my current followers that I’d describe as such, though that’s a bit of an unfair stretch so I’ll give them the benefit of the doubt. I won’t bother with them since I’m not interested in twisting someone’s arm for replies anymore, but I won’t call them utterly bland and absolute cardboard like some people/most people I’ve met on here. How do you even have friends when you can’t hold a conversation though? Oh right, you’re all jumping at eachother’s popularity and busy doing mindnumbing threads. I’ll never understand the appeal of such shallow crap.
I’m not talking about the paragraph replies, sure I hate a single paragraph too, but I moreso mean icons and one-liners. Like you can’t even describe what you’re character is doing? You have to use a picture. I’ll never understand. I do like my icons, they’re pretty, but they’re such a pain to use so I usually opt for just writing instead like an actual writer (mindblowing I know. Thank god bdrp is mature enough to not rely on aesthetics for their replies. I’ll have to punch someone if they try that with me like I did for the one-liner I got.) Whoever thought of icons must’ve been lazy as hell, yet it caught on just like the rest of the dumb trends because everyone’s always trying to hide the fact that their writing is crap with aesthetics. That’s not the case for some I’ve noticed, some use aesthetics and actually write well. Makes me wonder why they use them if they’re actually competent writers. The only thing I can think of with aesthetics is that it grabs braindead people’s attention better than words ever will. God knows people can’t read, they proved that to me constantly with disregarding my rules. You’re writers, how can you not read? Oh right, you’re literally stupid.
I literally have to hold someone’s hand on the other site since god they can’t write, but it’s still more tolerable than the crap on this site. As for why I am still putting up with this nonsensical and idiotic site (oh trigger warning for the snowflakes that can’t handle the word idiotic), it’s because I have friends and threads on here. I have absolutely no interest in branching out to new people. They’ll just be hella disappointing anyway so no point getting my hopes up at all whatsoever.
As for triggers, no one gives a flying fuck about mine so I’m not going to care about others’. That’s not true, I’ll return in kind for those that do take notice of what makes me uncomfortable. As always, if I’m given kindness I’ll pay it back in kind. If I’m mistreated, I’d much rather find out your trigger and shove it in your face until it finally brings you to your knees. If it weren’t so goddamn obnoxious I would go out of my way to trigger people that disrespect me. It’s also what I’m constantly told that people like that aren’t worth my time so I need to accept that rather than fret and fret and fret. It’s a work in progress but people tend to royally piss me off.
There are two people right now that I’d love to yell at. Tell them off for literally being some of the worst and most fake people I’ve ever seen. There’s nothing I hate more than fake people. Especially fake kindness, pisses me off and that’s exactly what they do. At least it’s not the desire to maim or ruin their lives, just idle snapping. That would cause more unnecessary problems though so only if they contact me first which’ll be hard because I’ve had them blocked since day one. As if I’d want fakes around. They’re so unnerving and uncomfortable.
It’s really not hard, just be nice to me and I’ll be nice to you. If you show me disrespect I’ll happily use you as a punching bag. I literally will not have remorse for my actions even if it causes you to kill yourself (I could get escorted to jail with a smile on my face.) I couldn’t give a damn the moment I’m not shown respect because after that, you’re no longer human in my eyes.
