Facebook.
When I first joined you were different, All my friends used ‘Bebo’ and only a select ‘out-there’ people were on you. We had such fun times, bitching about people who weren’t on Facebook, sharing photos that mum and dad were never meant to see and having a sparking wall.
Now your not the same person I met on that fateful sign up page, Your full of spammy applications that write all over my precious wall. You change your look like I change underpants and worst of all your common. I can no longer bitch, have a sparkling wall or share photos of myself passed out in a friends kitchen.
Your no longer nothing special, no longer the way forward. Just a hub of chavvy, common, trend following, sheep people.
And most atrocious thing about you… My Dad is On You :(
Tom Webber
