Cocaine, Heroin, Vicodin, Alchohol and Facebook

You know, in today's society addiction has become a word associated with the lower echelons of society. It is a word we use to describe the shitty dope-fiends, the filthy crack-heads/pot-heads, useless druggies and smokers. It is a word we use these days, to describe someone who has fallen from grace, and turned into a monster who's only concern is his/hers next hit, and how to obtain money for it. In essence, an addict is someone who can't, or won't stay away from his/her chosen poison, no matter the cost.

Fuck me, I'm an addict.

Oh come on, you know where I'm getting at. Everyone does. It's Facebook, that filthy little whore who's just waiting to fill me in on everyone else, and how totally fucked up their lives are, and the worst part is, I fucking enjoy it like the common pot-head around the corner. Watching people post their sad, heart breaking updates makes me giggle with joy, because I'm better off than them. It's like my gizzards are writhing for that next fucked-up person to post something truly awful, so I can laugh and point my measly finger at the screen.

COME ON! Don't you sit there all high and mighty on your golden throne, I know you're just as deep into it as I am.

Yeah yeah, it's not something to be proud about, but what can I do. Honesty is my trade, and I just love to watch other people share their bleeding misfortune publicly, it's how I roll. It's how we all roll. Humans have a special kind of taste for sadness and broken fortunes. We feed and live off others misery, and we grow on it.

This picture is relevant.

Of course, I can't drag everyone into my dome of gloom and misery. Some people do care about those shitty updates, and try their best to comfort other people. My girlfriend is one of those. She loves to take care of other people, and when she sees a bleeding heart, her over-motherly instincts kick in and she starts wanting to übersnuggle that person back into happiness, with cookies, ponies, hearts and magical happy dust (Which she just never seems to run out of), she just pukes rainbows all over them. Personally, I can't fathom why, but as long as I'm allowed to no care, I couldn't care less.

But I digress.

It's not only Facebook I have an addiction for. It's mostly anything that can catch my attention for more than five minutes. If you have something that manages to amaze me beyond the point where my ADHD kicks in and takes me back to busy-land, I'm addicted. One example is that filthy, dirty, morphine substitute "Magic" I can't seem to drag myself away from. It's like a disease rotting me from the inside, and still I run back to it like the needy bitch I am. I know it's not good for me, but at the same time, I just can't break the spell, and it's not the first time either. Remembering back, I started playing Magic in 95, (That's like, during the second world war), and all I can seem to picture from those days where the feels, all the feels, when a good card came from a booster. It was my first addiction, besides consoles. My mom, wise and loving as always found out about it, and burned my cards because they were satanic. And because I lent money to feed my addiction. I was like, 10 years old, and already I'd be getting into debt.

Anywho, today's society is riddled with these obstacles. It's not just about drugs anymore, it can happen to anyone. Not long ago I read that some Koreans had their baby die on them because they were busy playing some MMO (South Koreans, obviously. North Korea doesn't have internet, or babies), and how often don't we hear about that sweaty nerd who just won't come out of his room because internet has got him by the balls. We are all slaves to addictions, whether it's Facebook, twitter, consoles or cocaine snorted from a hookers ass. We can't help it, because we're human, and we need something to preoccupy our minds from the shitty reality that is crumbling before us. 

This is not a moral post. I couldn't care less about addictions. As long as I get my fix, all you other poor fucks can go suck a dick. Might as well get used to it, because some day that's what happens to all addicts. Guys, don't worry. It's a valid "No Homo" if you're sucking a dick to pay off your World of Warcraft account. Girls... You've been doing it for years, it's not that horrible, suck it up.... AHAHHAAAA so funny...

With all this said, I'll go back to writing my book and studying for my exam. And not touch my PS3, or my Magic cards. Or myself. Or Facebook. Twitter, newsfeed, daily news, IT-news, other blogs... INTERNET AHOY!!!