Live. Love. Matter. Vomit.

You gotta love those inspirational images posted all over Facebook.

Here's one I seen earlier...

 

 

 

Looks kinda like a Viagra commercial, but that's beside the point.

Here's a better image...

 

 

 

 

 

Okay, it's not as pretty, but damn, it is more realistic.

We live in an age of divorce, corruption and celebrity meltdowns. What people really want to see, are people who are NOT perfect and are NOT living a perfect life.

The perfect life, after all, doesn't exist.

True, right?

But we 're force-fed this shit at every turn.

You want to know what the biggest problem I have with all of this wishy-washy bullshit?

No?

Tough, I'm telling you anyway.

When we're constantly being fed images of people looking like they're living a happy life, it makes us feel our own lives can never match up.

In reality, the people who talk about being happy all the time, are more likely to be the very people with the most skeletons in their closet.

The person who's always smiling and always looks happy, is prob'bly the most miserable fucker in the group.

Think about it.

If you're on Validationbook all day shooting the breeze, uploading inspirational images and videos, chances are you're trying desperately hard to mask the pain, that is your very existence.

It's a bit like the fat person with the bubbly personality.

Overcompensating.

You get that, right?

Don't hate me for telling it like it is.

So, enough of the crap.

You're flawed, I'm flawed.

You're an asshole, I'm an asshole.

Life is terrible sometimes, and pretty fucking great other times.

Ups and downs.

Swings and roundabouts.

I'll leave you with this:

We care too much what other people think of us.

From the minute we wake up in the morning and decide what clothes to wear to how we do our hair, we’re influenced by what people think.

It’s not just physical either.

We censor our language, our opinions, our ideas, everything, in fear of what others might think.

We do this in business too.

Afraid to colour outside the lines.

In fear of offending people.

Afraid of pissing a few nitwits off when we say anything even remotely controversial..

What a total waste of having a personality that truly is.

The world needs another watered down, diluted version of you, like it needs another boy brand.