Sometimes I just don't understand you MySpace. First you won't let me leave myself a comment because I am not my own friend. What a blow to the self-esteem. Then to add insult to injury, when I try to make friends the only way an anti-social, computer lurking, stalker troll can, (by writing humorous blogs...) you go and automatically make my latest blog readable by "Preferred List Only".
How hard and how often must you crush my dreams of social connection and having an actual friend that does not just exist as kilobytes, 1's and 0's, or text within an Instant Message? Why must you do such a thing MySpace? Is it because you hate me? Or perhaps the opposite is true. Perhaps you love me? And love me so much that you must halt all oppositions for my attention? I can only believe and hope and dream that the latter is true. The reason...? I love you too MySpace!
Browsing for someone such as you, I can only hope my Search has ended. I long to Invite you over to my Home because you are my Favorite. We can watch a Film together, a humorous romantic Comedy, or maybe just listen to some Music. It is not Classified information that such an Event would be Grouped into my mind's best Videos.
Let others laugh, I don't care! Our love was not meant Forum, but rather for us (think about it for a second). I am a red-blooded, American Mail, and you are a large computer program that has become an Internet phenomenon. Just please, stop all this fooling around and game playing. If you love me too, then just say so! You make my heart race and I long to feel you up against MySpecialSpace while I caress your Blogs... What? AHEM! Ummmm, nothing nevermind... excuse me for getting off track.
Anyway, read my last blog if you missed it due to the jealous nature of someone who shall remain websiteless, placing it into a Preferred List group. You know who you are M.S. But how can I stay mad at you. Call me? Sigh....
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