Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Be Mine

With the help of social media the idiocy of romantic relationships have become complete trash. All the different "categories" we're put into are ridiculous. The "bae", "fuck buddy's", "just talking","wifey material". What happened to a romantic courtship? Now days a grand romantic gesture is @ing someone on twitter and saying their ass is "on point". Worse than tat women have been brain washed into thinking that a like on their selfie on instagram is as good as roses! Throwing rocks at a girls window has turned to retweeting a overused quote from some John Green novel. Giving your steady girl your class ring and letterman jacket has moved to buying match Nike's especially for a "tumblr selfie". Has romance died or has it evolved into a different practically extinct form?

Hush Hush

What does a secret even mean? "I'll tell you but you can't tell them?".Whats the point? Are we only telling the close ones that we trust? The ones that we think won't judge ? Or just the first ones we talk to, to get off the guilt? We feel that we only want certain people to know and dread others to even think about you. Secrets could ruin a life, yet we still tell others about these awful, naughty or embarrassing things. What qualifies something as a secret, something that is illegal? Or something that you just think would horrify others to know about you. What distinguishes between "bad boy" behavior you flaunt on social media and the humiliating situations which you would kill for anyone not to find out. 

One night

It's amazing how hard it is to go back to normal after only one single night with one single person. Things were in a certain routine before that night and things go back into that routine after and yet, left behind is a little twitch in your mind convincing you it's not that as it were before. That twitch is telling you that you could have said something or done a different thing to make it better. Or why that person isn't thinking about you as much as you are them. It doesn't make sense to worry and weeze over things that are out of your hands and are in the past. But everyone still does. No matter how hard you wish to go back and change something, you can't.