the boy with the broken stomach

Social media has deluded the internet. Most aspect of human interaction has been transformed into tidbits of online persona. Your random thoughts that was once in your head can now be a 140 character long microblog, also known as tweet. Special occasions and life events will not be official until you post it on Facebook. Before you dive into your scrumptious feast, take a snap of it and post it on Instagram without missing hashtag foodporn. And when you woke up in the morning or you just finish take a bath and you feel the urge; expect a wave of self portrait expression of vanity, hashtag selfie.

Technology has surpass our humanity. The way we think from a decade ago than the way we do today is far more advanced and mind-boggling. Our identity online has become more and more life like as we share our information, habits and preferences. But although we wanted to index ourselves to the world wide web who we are, we often represent inconsistently. We tend to edit our personality to a certain degree that we assume acceptable to the public, called the Goldilocks principle. Not too much. Not too little. Just right.

Selfies has shrouded our image, depicting a perfect smile, angle and curve. Most of the times these pictures are false representation of who we really are. This is an image of how we would like our society see us. Because the reality we have imperfections like uneven skin tone or pimple marks, that can be easily erased by some clever photo filters. We are attached to misleading hashtags that describe the other you and not the real you. This might see cool to others, but to me this is crazy. A bandwagon that most of us are into. Blinding ourselves, blinding everyone around us. But who cares? We all want to look good. Not too much. Not too little. Just right.

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