Chat Love
By: RDV
Cheap. First thing that comes into your mind when chats with anonymous people are mentioned is the word ‘cheap’. Put a sequel to it by arranging an eyeball and no one would know how to describe you.
Is it the impersonality? Maybe. The anonymity? Yes. Of course.
Your friend, Rose, it has only been a year and she’s had four boyfriends already. All of them she met in the chat room. You’d think she’s afraid the internet will run out of guys who lurk in chat rooms. She’s always in a hurry to go personal on them, like something’s always running after her with an axe or something.
The sad part is, when the breakup comes she’d pretend grief. Oh come on, nobody buys it. Or make that, nobody sympathizes. Who can understand that anyone would go serious on a relationship that started from retarded exchanges in which people lie about themselves and their general interests? They always give you an air of being good-looking. Please kill me. If you’re good-looking why would you be desperate enough to resort to chat rooms? Huh?
Rose never really learns the moral of all this. It just won’t work out! You see, it’s rare to see people last in that kind of relationship. Sooner or later they’d realize how irrefutably shallow all that is. You’ve heard tell of some girl who ran away from her husband because she met some guy in the internet who seemed to understand her through and through. They ended up in a police station by the way.
And now Rose, please let this be over. This delusion. This poison. You change boyfriends as fast as you change clothes. You don’t even realize that it’s due to the relationship’s lack of solid foundation. The lies and bragging in the internet find no proof in reality. It’s stupid. You’re stupid not to see.
You should’ve just backed out the first time you looked at him, when you discovered that he’s nowhere near a hunk. That alone speaks volumes. He’s a liar. Duh. And maybe so are you. But that’s beside the point. You’ve been fooled around in circles. I’m just making you see around it, somehow. I hope you’re listening.
Cheap. First thing that comes into your mind when chats with anonymous people are mentioned is the word ‘cheap’. Put a sequel to it by arranging an eyeball and no one would know how to describe you.
Is it the impersonality? Maybe. The anonymity? Yes. Of course.
Your friend, Rose, it has only been a year and she’s had four boyfriends already. All of them she met in the chat room. You’d think she’s afraid the internet will run out of guys who lurk in chat rooms. She’s always in a hurry to go personal on them, like something’s always running after her with an axe or something.
The sad part is, when the breakup comes she’d pretend grief. Oh come on, nobody buys it. Or make that, nobody sympathizes. Who can understand that anyone would go serious on a relationship that started from retarded exchanges in which people lie about themselves and their general interests? They always give you an air of being good-looking. Please kill me. If you’re good-looking why would you be desperate enough to resort to chat rooms? Huh?
Rose never really learns the moral of all this. It just won’t work out! You see, it’s rare to see people last in that kind of relationship. Sooner or later they’d realize how irrefutably shallow all that is. You’ve heard tell of some girl who ran away from her husband because she met some guy in the internet who seemed to understand her through and through. They ended up in a police station by the way.
And now Rose, please let this be over. This delusion. This poison. You change boyfriends as fast as you change clothes. You don’t even realize that it’s due to the relationship’s lack of solid foundation. The lies and bragging in the internet find no proof in reality. It’s stupid. You’re stupid not to see.
You should’ve just backed out the first time you looked at him, when you discovered that he’s nowhere near a hunk. That alone speaks volumes. He’s a liar. Duh. And maybe so are you. But that’s beside the point. You’ve been fooled around in circles. I’m just making you see around it, somehow. I hope you’re listening.
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