Please reblog this. His name is Pierce Crowley and he went missing on May 25th, and last seen on Friday in White Plains, New York, possibly near the train station. He is 15 years old, 5 feet/10in and 150 pounds. He has bright blue eyes, light brown hair, and wears…
Have you ever been by yourself and for some random reason you just started to ponder about life, and where yours is going? Not that these thoughts shouldn’t be on your mind all the time, but this particular moment you find yourself really stuck on it? Even the thought of not making it where you want to be, makes you sick to your stomach.
For the last three hours I’ve been listening to music, and thinking.. About where my life is headed and mainly how it will end if I keep persistently walking down the path I am now. Honestly I believe that the internet is effecting us all negatively some way. It increases the likely hood of procrastinators procrastinating, and it only limits our social skills as people. For some people the computer IS their life…Their friend..Their only friend, because they know they can log onto it and not be judged by anyone for how they look, how they dress.. The internet doesn’t know what you look like until you introduce yourself onto it. Inexorably this encourages people to try and live outside who they really are deep down. They try and impress people they will never even know, and try to present a lifestyle they really aren’t about..Or necessarily deserve. I think I’m going to stay away from posting on my regular facebook page for a very long time. Mainly because I believe my life would be better without it. I’ve lost so many girls because of social networks that I feel that NO relationship can work if its introduced to the public internet before its official in real life. I need to really focus more on my life, and what I’m doing with it…Because in the end NONE of this matters, what you see from people here won’t matter in ten or fifteen years. Its all superficial emotions, and attitudes. I can’t live like that.. I think the LESS time you spend on the internet, the happier you are. I’ve spent so many hours on the internet that I can’t help but go back to it every time I come home, and its the first thing I look at when I wake up. Am I really that addicted to something that REALLY doesn’t matter, and what 70% of the world lives without? How are they happy and is it genuine? I can’t help but think If I was born in another country, I’d probably be a better productive and moral man. I would value my family rather than distance myself from them, and I wouldn’t lust over things that only helps validate the truth…..That I am not living for me, but for the people who see me.
I have to change that…
(Source: jstforkicks)
