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I've deleted ALL the comments from my MySpace.com account. I also deleted anything personal about myself as personal things should be kept PERSONAL (I don’t want to know when your time of month is, hell even paedophiles don’t want to know that) and too many people were #$*&ing adding me all the damned time just so they could pretend to have actual friends.
In this account, I now have:
No entries
No pictures
No comments (and more or less…)
No profile
I do not care. The only reason I got this stupid thing was for 3 friends who were actually INTERESTED in my crap anyway, and I’m not a fan of repeating myself. I’m also not a fan of repeating myself.
If you are not those 3 people, whoopdy doo.
I don't intend to use this account at all, ever. So leave it alone. The only point for MySpace.com is for those who wish to promote themselves across the Internet to get as many friends as possible so that they can feel special.
To upload their pictures where MORE people can see them EASIER. If I want to look at random pictures of people, I'll look up porn. If I want to listen to music, I sure as #$*& won't click some bitch's MySpace.com link either. God invented LimeWirePro.7, and CDs.
Do I want to pick my friends based on how pretty they are? Or how good they are with HTML? #$*& no.
No thanks, fools.
If you give a crap about someone, you'll actually talk to him or her. If you're unable to catch them, you'll email them. If you're bored, you'll pick your nose or find something else entertaining to do with that clearly gifted brain of yours... but stop living the 24 hour per day life, of MySpace.com.
It never stops. But you need to. You need to sleep for #$*&'s sake. You’re not living inside the fantasyland of a Japanese cartoon with fairies that can fly, boobs that jiggle constantly, and weird sadistic freaks that never sleep, eat, or go to the bathroom. A Japanese cartoon made about your current life is likely to be even more stupid than the crap they’re showing now. Cut it out.
Find something else to do. If you must write - write! If you must take unique pictures - take them! If you must vent your feelings - knock yourself out (as violently as possible).
But if you expect me to go and comment all the damned time on every little thing you do, then think again. Choose your real friends, and COMMUNICATE with them, without the aid of Photoshop (which unlike LimeWirePro.7 God definitely did NOT invent) and a long distance piece of wire.
Is the vanity worth it? Will the world thank you for your MySpace.com accomplishments? Will sparkly crap and changed colours enrich your life? If you take enough photos of yourself will you reach enlightenment? Is it worth it to waste your day changing and re-changing something just to kill boredom? Will it be remembered in 10 years time? Is commenting more convenient than email, calls, or face-to-face? Will meeting international people result in comfort and closure? Do you NEED to SLEEP? Every time you check your MySpace.com, what are you hoping to see? And more importantly, why?
#$*&ING LIVE LIFE.
Where would you be without the Internet? You'd certainly be a lot more interesting AND you'd be more likely to be yourself too. There'd be less depression, less insomnia, less “trends”, less bullcrap. Give it up for a week; life isn't based around meaningless conversation and vanity. There IS more to life, provided you can stop making love to a computer monitor.
Your life will not fall to pieces if you snip that wire. If it does, chances are that the God who invented LimeWirePro.7 gave up on you a LONG time ago (and I wouldn’t blame him).
#$*&ing Goodnight.
PS: I hope you download a virus that punches you in the face, twice if you’re ignorant. |
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