Hello, World. There Is No Escape.
The kind of person who puts up a blog is the type of person you never want to meet.
They are usually a self-involved narcissist, believing that whatever they have to say has to be heard and will raise the discourse of the internet, a place that features all manner of chocolatey goodness(NSFW!!! And you will click on that link and hate me for it! ). A blogger thinks that he/she/it will receive admiration and finally get that attention that they missed from the days when mommy and/or daddy (may include an uncle too) used to touch them in their naughty bits.
The kind of person who reads a personal blog is someone who hopes to connect with someone, coz nobody around them really understands them. 😦
The need to connect without having to actually to do anything like, you know, actually connecting to people, means that they are forced to trawl the underbelly of the internet looking for brilliant, insightful and sensitive people who know exactly what they are going through. The truth is they are just reading the stuff people with more informed opinions and better writing skills put up and agreeing with it, making blog reader feel “this must mean we’re soul mates (said in a Care Bears, power of love voice).”
So what does this about the readers and writers of this blog? Nothing, really because clearly, I am…