i made this post almost a year ago and it’s funnt

i was gonna get on here and talk abt fan fiction then rememebred i have irl friends on here and like.. FUCK NO do they get any content abt fanfiction cuz thats weird. keep that shit to urself *i say as im about to tell the internet about this fanfiction im absolutely gushing over* yk what this has got me thinking? sharing ur life experiences online to randome strangers is so fucking weird. like imagine ur just walking and some stranger tells u about this wack thing that happened to them. like youd think thats super weird right? but then we go on spacehey, tumblr, twitter, reddit ect ect and talk/ read abt peoples day to day CASUALLY. like does anyone have a real reason to post stupid shit like this online, no oje gains much from it. like what have u gainned from reading this? i sit in my bed reading ao3 for hours on end and ive got an odd outlook of the way the world is placed.  and what do u plan to do with this info? nothing, cuz im just some guy online i highly doubt youll ever see again. but i mean for anyone reading thissssss uhhh hi. howzzit goin? i guess bloggs are just internet diarys but govronment losers can take it and maybe use it to theur advantage, but i guess they do that with everything. WAIT F%CK does that mean they know everything ive ever watched on youtube? every totaly ironic shit post ive posted on tumblr. com [ironicly] every dirk strider themed item ive ordered on etsy?! SH%T WHAT IF THEY USE THAT AGAINST ME WHEN I WANNA GET EMPLOYED.

"alright jay you seem perfect for the job... but one finnal thing." *he whipps out his computer*" i used ur data and social security number and have gotten the search hystoru of EVERY FANFIC YOUVE EVERY READ ON AO3 AND WATPPAD..... EVER." 

now im sitting there shaking in my seat cuz as much as i dont touch smut, that shit pulls up like a mfing jumpscare. like one minute its "nbfdji;vhods this is so great #lovelife" *kicks feet* and then its ike "woahhhhhhh wait wtf wtf hol up. i swear this wasnt suppose to happen" BUT MR EMPLOYER MAN DOESNt KNOW THAT CUZ ODV HE ISNT AN AVID FAN FICTION READER. 

"hmmmm damn jay... really? homestuck? now ill be checking ur redit" 

[internal monolog] f%ck f%ck f%ck. noooooooooooo he cant find my cooking conpanion theorys. wait, what if he finds my tumblr!!! im done for

"well jay... it looks here like he have an absolute weirdo on our hands, sorry but i CAN NOT give u this job. ur too much of a wacko to work in our fine estabishment [mcdonnalds] 

and just like that im living off the streets living off ramen noodles and making tumblr art for a living, just barely getting by. my life has been ruined no thanks to my old search hystory and the govronment. damn it i couldnt even land a minimun wadge fastr food job. then i die. i die on the streets of a small town in canada. f%cking depressing.