You're in luck. I'm in an overly-analytical and typing mood.
I am so TURNED OFF. It's not that I'm disgusted or grossed out by this person... It's something worse. I feel disappointed. I might hate a person, but when I say I'm disappointed with someone, its more serious than it appears to be. Disappointment, well, disappoints me. It washes over me like a sad love song... I hate the feeling. I am so turned off by the shallowest of reasons, someone's profile on fucking Facebook. Why I should care, I don't know. But isn't Facebook the ultimate site or place to market yourself in the way you want other people to see you? With his profile as the proof, does he want people to see him as a cheap, assanine, dope-loving, FHM-hogging, womanizer who has illusions of being, umm, "street"? I dislike the idea. Eww. Hopefully it was just a front, or it's his idea of humor. Trust me though, its not funny... waaaaah I'm feeling so bizzare. I really am just turned off. Yech.
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