the worm has got into the fruit

I kind of hate the internet. I personally choose to disengage myself from a potential ”immortal” conversation on external mediums that could be, in future terms, incriminating to me…  But then I also understand that it makes little impact on me either way. W/E I am finite and things that I do, and say, in principal, should be as well.

tumblr stinks. it seldom has anything to do with the content of your own life experience, it is the futuristic bedroom wall of a 14 year old (nothing wrong with being 14 tho).