Today I closed my Facebook account, and decided to try a different type of social networking.
There is something about Facebook that has got me feeling like I'm standing on a podium in nothing but skin, with HD cameras and stage lighting trained on every pore, on every imperfection, watching my every move. And I don't get to choose my own soundtrack. And people are forced to watch me even though they don't really want to. Mystery has gone - it was seen leaving the party with Fun around midnight.
I think that this is more like letting someone read your diary. Not your secret-keep-under-the-mattress-and-wear-the-key-to-the-lock-around-your-neck-always kind of diary, the type of diary where you can express yourself and say whatever you like and in all likelihood nobody is reading it. So your stuff is out there, but not Status Update kind of out there. You know?
I'll use it the way I used my school homework diary back, well, quite a long time ago, nevermind when. I'll stick pretty pictures of things I love on it, and write poems, and tell you who I love today and anything else I feel like sharing.
Love x
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