Social Networks Make You Sissy
I'm gonna start the post with one word: SICK.
Yea, sick. I'm sick and disturbed by all these people who still don't understand that social networks are on the internet, which is a virtual word. Virtual, not real! So what happens on the internet doesn't always happen in the real life!
Seriously, go get some education. What's wrong with people unfollowing you on Twitter? Or removing you on Facebook? It could just be a prank, so why don't you ask them the reason instead of planning a catfight? And it works both ways. If you're mad or disturbed by someone in the real life, go talk to them! Talk to them face to face, or if it's not possible, just send them a private message via those fuckin SocNet. Posting a quip won't solve anything, it will only makes you look like some kinda loser.
Shit. I'm upset.
There's this shithead who's pretty mad at me but didn't let me know. He posted chaffs over chaffs about me, without mentioning my name, of course. How do they think I'd notice those posts, if I didn't accidentally saw the post on my homepage? And how am I gonna find out that those were for me, if I didn't ask about it? Idiots. The next thing they did was chaffing, again, via text message.
It's plebeian. You got mouths, use it. And your mouth is on the front of your face so TALK TO ME FACE TO FACE YOU MORON.
You know what, I'm not that 'senggol-bacok' type of girl anymore. But if a battle's started I wouldn't pipe down--I'm not letting myself lose. I'll win both the battle and the war. And if they want tacky, I'll bring them tacky. That's why I'm finally posting this, after weeks trying to be tolerant.
Do not expect politeness from me if you choose to be a jerk. If you started it in a classy way, we'll do it classy. But you didn't. So my mouth's up to dirty words. Which seems right because you don't know any other kinds of words.
Beware, pricks.
And for those who has nothing to do with this, FUCK OFF.
Yea, sick. I'm sick and disturbed by all these people who still don't understand that social networks are on the internet, which is a virtual word. Virtual, not real! So what happens on the internet doesn't always happen in the real life!
Seriously, go get some education. What's wrong with people unfollowing you on Twitter? Or removing you on Facebook? It could just be a prank, so why don't you ask them the reason instead of planning a catfight? And it works both ways. If you're mad or disturbed by someone in the real life, go talk to them! Talk to them face to face, or if it's not possible, just send them a private message via those fuckin SocNet. Posting a quip won't solve anything, it will only makes you look like some kinda loser.
Shit. I'm upset.
There's this shithead who's pretty mad at me but didn't let me know. He posted chaffs over chaffs about me, without mentioning my name, of course. How do they think I'd notice those posts, if I didn't accidentally saw the post on my homepage? And how am I gonna find out that those were for me, if I didn't ask about it? Idiots. The next thing they did was chaffing, again, via text message.
It's plebeian. You got mouths, use it. And your mouth is on the front of your face so TALK TO ME FACE TO FACE YOU MORON.
You know what, I'm not that 'senggol-bacok' type of girl anymore. But if a battle's started I wouldn't pipe down--I'm not letting myself lose. I'll win both the battle and the war. And if they want tacky, I'll bring them tacky. That's why I'm finally posting this, after weeks trying to be tolerant.
Do not expect politeness from me if you choose to be a jerk. If you started it in a classy way, we'll do it classy. But you didn't. So my mouth's up to dirty words. Which seems right because you don't know any other kinds of words.
Beware, pricks.
And for those who has nothing to do with this, FUCK OFF.
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