Don’t send me a number to my inbox. Unless it is a 16 digit number, and either a VISA, Mastercard, or American Express. I would love a nice shopping spree. Thank you.
If Facebook ruins relationships, guns kill people, pencils misspell words, cars make people drive drunk & spoons make you fat. I shouldn’t have to break this down but here’s for the mentally challenged: don’t blame the means that a person uses for how the PERSON chooses to use it. Take responsibility for YOURSELF.
WELCOME TO FACEBOOK… The place where people add you as a friend & walk past you in the street. Where relationships are perfect, affairs are started, & liars believe they are telling the truth. Your enemies visit your profile the most, yet your friends & family block you, & even though you write what you are really thinking, someone always takes it the wrong way, & people think your status is about them.
You know you are addicted to Facebook when you log off Facebook, turn your computer off, go to bed, role over, and log onto your Facebook from your phone one last time for the night.
Life is like Facebook, you have friends but all they do is play games.
Before Facebook existed, writing on someone’s wall was considered a crime and poking someone was considered foreplay.
Facebook is like the fridge, you know there is nothing new but check it anyway
I swear! If I get another bruise from all the Facebook pokes, I’m gonna invent the Facebook B*tch slap!
Facebook is the leading cause of procrastination.
I’m texting and on Facebook, texting+Facebook=textbook therefore, I am STUDYING!
wishes Facebook made who cares, liar, you’re so not in love, he cheated, let’s party, shut the fuck up, drama queen, not funny, & blah buttons…instead of like
I love people who post about every detail of their life on facebook… then get mad because people are “In their Business”.
I update my status constantly because Facebook is the only one who ever asks me what’s on my mind!