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Dear FaceBook Applications
A letter my friend wrote in a note. Yeah, it rhymed.
Dear Idiotic Facebook Applications,
I'm sick of you trying to push your way into my life.
You're vain, disgusting, superficial, and everything that I aspire not to be.
Don't compare me to other people, don't decide whether or not I'd be raunchy in bed, don't judge my mothering abilities, eyes, sense of humour, body or nonexistant penis.
I don't want to be told that I'm a better friend than someone else, and that I merit 3rd place in a top friends list while other people don't.
I vomit in my mouth everytime I see that I've been bitten by another vampire that likes to suck my blood.
Don't tell me that I'm fabulously hott in some box on the computer when you would never dream of saying it to my face. I don't need to read that "Anonymous", highlighted pink, doesn't like me, but hasn't decided why yet.
I will never in my life click on a button that takes someone's self worth and makes it into a mathematical measurement of how disirable they are to the rest of humanity.
I've seen what you do to people.
If I get another notification telling me that some guy wants to sleep with me, I'll round house kick every existing man on the face of the planet right in the genitals.
Then we'll see who's sleeping with who.
Hate is a strong word and I like to believe that no one can truly hate, but you, well you're something else... you are worthy of the word. Oh how you are EVER worthy of the word.
What ever happened to the simple you, before you decided to change? I like the old you... you were so notey, walley, and picturey. You weren't judgemental. You didn't pressure people into falling for the exact same barf worthy chunks of bullshit that the media seems to find enjoyable.
I strongly suggest that you GET OUTTA TOWN!
...Or at least stop tearing apart peoples' self esteem, courage, nobility, and empathy and replacing those great qualities with superficial nonshit.
You disgust me, and I never want to see you again.
Go die, stupid facebook applications.
Your enemy for the rest of your life (which won't be long, let me tell you),
I'm sick of you trying to push your way into my life.
You're vain, disgusting, superficial, and everything that I aspire not to be.
Don't compare me to other people, don't decide whether or not I'd be raunchy in bed, don't judge my mothering abilities, eyes, sense of humour, body or nonexistant penis.
I don't want to be told that I'm a better friend than someone else, and that I merit 3rd place in a top friends list while other people don't.
I vomit in my mouth everytime I see that I've been bitten by another vampire that likes to suck my blood.
Don't tell me that I'm fabulously hott in some box on the computer when you would never dream of saying it to my face. I don't need to read that "Anonymous", highlighted pink, doesn't like me, but hasn't decided why yet.
I will never in my life click on a button that takes someone's self worth and makes it into a mathematical measurement of how disirable they are to the rest of humanity.
I've seen what you do to people.
If I get another notification telling me that some guy wants to sleep with me, I'll round house kick every existing man on the face of the planet right in the genitals.
Then we'll see who's sleeping with who.
Hate is a strong word and I like to believe that no one can truly hate, but you, well you're something else... you are worthy of the word. Oh how you are EVER worthy of the word.
What ever happened to the simple you, before you decided to change? I like the old you... you were so notey, walley, and picturey. You weren't judgemental. You didn't pressure people into falling for the exact same barf worthy chunks of bullshit that the media seems to find enjoyable.
I strongly suggest that you GET OUTTA TOWN!
...Or at least stop tearing apart peoples' self esteem, courage, nobility, and empathy and replacing those great qualities with superficial nonshit.
You disgust me, and I never want to see you again.
Go die, stupid facebook applications.
Your enemy for the rest of your life (which won't be long, let me tell you),
Sincerely,
My Friend
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