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facebook.
Facebook is the place to inform the world who you added, who you tagged, and what you changed on the webpage even if you only went there to correct a grammatical error in your profile.
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What happened to scooping the dirt other people in the dark? What happened to looking up the page of your secret beau everytime you feel the need to? WHy? Why are you slowly taking the world away from secrecy??
Don't do that. I like my world mysterious. It's romantic. In the past I would have liked to think that there's some hot guy(anything less than hot would be plain freaky, and that defeats the whole romanticism) who is silently looking after me; but suddenly with this new feature, I now know that such a guy does not exist. Facebook (or freindster actually) slaps me with a list that says to me "What kinda bull crap is that? SEE? SEE? What guy?" I scan the list. THERE'S NO ONE ON IT.
So forget the hot guy. Even my friends have foresaken me.
Facebook totally dashed my dreams.
|| Pinch me. || 6:37 PM
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The author is also a bigot who talks in third person. *shrugs*
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