Current mood:	aggravated
Current music:	Wall of Voodoo - Mexican Radio
Entry tags:	depressing, rants, social, technology, weird

Who on earth can I trust?
Man, what the fuck.
I thought I was good at this. I thought I could get to know a person, on the internet, and be able to tell if they were a creep or if something was wrong about them.

For the second time, on Superdickery, a guy has come out saying he's not who we thought he was. The first time was weird, but in a sort of cool way, y'know? Wow. The guy's not a teacher, he's just a kid. Wow. Good job man.

The second time. God DAMN. Why couldn't I see this coming? Why couldn't I tell that something was amiss? How many other people like this are there?

I'm angry at him, I'm angry at myself, I'm angry at my parents for thinking they know better than me because for once they probably do. Wounded pride.

I'm most angry of all that I'm telling YOU. YOU, GUYS ON THE INTERNET! Hey guess what, it's possible I don't know anything about you really. I've always told myself, "Hey, I'm honest, I know these people, and this is the kind of stuff that's too long-term and in-depth to fake."

But I knew Matt for 9 months at the time of his announcement, and I've known this guy for over a year.
He had pictures, he had recordings of his voice. How can you really prove identity?

Rest assured, this doesn't have anything to do with Lewis.

But damn. What is so difficult with being yourself?