If you say so

I LOVE Facebook.
Not gonna lie.
I'm on that shit all the time.
I know your entire life story and we don't even hang out.
Seriously.
No, I'm not a creeper.
All of the information I have is directly from YOU.
You decided to share it with me and the entire world (basically).
Some of you share your most intimate life details. Then you go on to have the audacity to claim that "you don't knooooow me."
Guess what?
We pretty much do.
We see all of your  posts.
Everyone does.
How about those who post pictures of their self proclaimed " cute" baby?
I know that I'm not the only who thinks that baby is goofy looking.
There is just something that tells me that my perception of cuteness is exactly the same as the other billions of people who reside on this planet with me.
Except  there are those people who still insist on "liking" the pictures or even going as far as commenting on how "ridiculously cute" that baby is.
Please stop.
We all know that you are overcompensating for that fact that that baby is hideous.
It's OK though, at least you are taking the attention off of us who stick by the solid rule that our mothers taught us..."if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all."
Perhaps the world wide web is corrupting us as people.
I see it as an outlet for most.
A way to get away.
Live vicariously through others or through this "life" that you have created for yourself.
For all we know, you could be a 57 year old man claiming to be a high school friend of mine and end up in front of Chris Hanson trying to explain yourself.
The joys of the internet.
You can say what you please and most won't call you out.
I'm OK with that though.
It keeps me entertained.
It keeps us all entertained.
Life is an experience, it's not a race.
I'm here to enjoy every minute of it.
Thank you for helping me along the way.
xoxo