Attention
Whores
We
all know the girl, who cakes herself in make-up and puts shit loads of
half-naked photos of herself on Facebook. We all know the girl that’ll go out and
snog any guy that gives her 5 minutes of chat. We all know the girl that is so
desperate to get attention and love she will literally do anything to get as
much of it as possible. And we all know that if there was any justice in this
world we would be able to tell that attention whore to fuck right off without
feeling terrible about it. But it isn’t like that.
You can’t turn round to the dickhead
who thinks he’s “Facebook famous” (whatever the fuck that means.) and tell them
to do on from existence. Because then you’re the bad guy. Who are these fucking
freaks anyway that make profiles of themselves on Facebook and somehow get shit
loads of people to subscribe to them? Just post a picture every other day of
some cuts on their arm and be like: “Oooooooo poor old me. People pick on me
because I’m different.” No, dick weed, people pick on you because you’re a bell
end. I’m not shouting at anyone in particular here, let’s call them….. Make
JcManus, for example. If you walk round in a fucking fur coat, make up, high
heels and nose piercings, you are going to get called all sorts of things. And
don’t pretend you were stupid enough to think any different. You knew for a
fact that the dick heads on the street were gunna shout things at you. That’s
exactly what you wanted. I’m on to you, you attention whoring shit stain.
And who’s listening to what these
people have to say? Who gives a tuppenny fuck about what these people’s views
on society are? Do you not realise these guys are fucking stupid? So stupid to
think they’re fucking celebrities for uploading shit 2 minute videos on a
social media site.
And the phrase “Facebook famous” doesn’t
make sense. You’re either famous or you’re not. You can’t confine the
definition of famous to a finite area, it voids the meaning anyway. If you can
do it, Hanielle Dunt, then so can I. I’m “Home famous”. I am ridiculously
famous in my home. Every time I walk in there’s a red carpet laid out for me, I
have security constantly following me round, I need to hire my own personal car
to take me downstairs when I have my dinner and just the other day I was sat in
my room and a groupie tried to force her way through my window. She had “I love
you JORDAN” tattooed on her tits. You what? That’s sounds ridiculous. Yes it
does, “Facebook famous” dickhead, yes-it-does.
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