myspace

it’s the ultimate game of testing your ego. it becomes a compet-tion of seeing who has the most friends, so you add everyone you’ve made eye contact with in the past 6 years, constantly posting bulletins telling people to comment on your new picz plz or die. also a way for every garage band ever to make a mysp-ce music profile without even have talent and/or experience as other bands have. also a new place for every hott girl in the world to prove how sl-tty they are by making a mysp-ce and putting pictures of themselve’s where they only have 1/5 of their clothes on with the quote under it “i used photoshop to cover my b–bs, so what.”
comment on my mysp-ce plz lol!

lyke omg, you’re so f-cking cool now

omfg! rofl – i’m finally more popular than that n00b kate !!!one!!111!!on

omg! lmao- i’m finally popular!!!

main page of mysp-ce

mysp-ce addict
an error-infested sh-thole of a website.
sorry! an unexpected error has occurred.

this error has been forwarded to mysp-ce’s technical group.
website that encourages the scene, the emo and even the ghettto to photo graph themselves in thier bathrooms and proceed to spend hours upon hours whoring themselves out.
it has become an epidemic
be cautined: it is addictive
mysp-ce, a place for friend

(pshhht. i encourage you hack into the site and change it to mysp-ce, a place for scene wh-r-s)
absolutely pointless “networking tool” that high school students overuse in an attempt to gain and then flaunt popularity. a potentially useful dating/networking tool for adults gone awry because it became a contest to see who could get the most “friends” added… (and by friends i mean other insecure teenagers adding you back in order to increase their own friends count). an addiction where you must sign on every .3232134 seconds to see if anyone posted a comment, sent you a message, or put up a bulletin (to tell them to check out their new “hawt s-xy pics!” a horrible pixelated shot of an underdeveloped highschool freshman in their underwear trying their best to make a seductive face)
add me on mysp-ce so my popularity can soar!
a place for stalking with consent
guy1: “hey, um, aren’t you on mysp-ce?”
girl2: “yeah…f-cking stalker…”
a website a bunch of your friends begged you to join, so you joined it and became completely addicted. however, after about a month or so, you finally realized that even though you had thousands of friends added, you’re still a loser. you tried to take pictures of your half-nude self with the camera at a sh-tty angle so you could get more comments, but it just wasn’t working. even after you edited out your acne and moles, you still weren’t being satisfied with the attention you craved.

you eventually deleted your account because you decided you want to graduate high school with some dignity.
some annoying freshman left a comment in my blog telling me about how her high school drop-out friend was way cooler than i’ll ever be. laughing, i deleted my mysp-ce account. the next day, a friend asked me why i deleted the account, and low and behold, the sh-t-eating freshman was standing right next to her and looking at me as if she was worthy of an answer as well.

do yourself a favor. delete your mysp-ce.
one big, screaming, lollapalooza orgy comprised of desperate emo/scene boys and girls. mysp-ce emo chicks tend to wh-r- themselves out and show off their highly-contrasted badly-photographed selves — said chicks usually sporting a pout and cleavage. mysp-ce emo boys tend to comment and friend these mysp-ce emo girls — normally to show off the number of “hott emo chicks” they have on their list to their buddies.

mysp-ce itself is a sad thing indeed. you can friend thousands of people that you rarely talk to, comment on their boring, whiny, upper middle-cl-ss lives, and attempt to find a fellow mysp-ce emo boy/girl to date/cyber. most mysp-ce victims never do meet their online friends and sadly, drop out of school to combat the mysp-ce addiction.
mysp-ce emo ho: hey, i have new pics come see
mysp-ce emo boy: –b-n-r’d!–

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