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  • Don’t judge me till you know me. Don’t underestimate me when you test me.
  • I’m not going to fail, a valuable lesson has been learned even in defeat, and it’s developing me.
  • I am not afraid of death; I am so scared of not trying.
  • Just God can judge me so that I can leave; either love me or leave me alone.
  • I wish Facebook would alert me when someone has deleted me. I might love it that way.
  • I’m not going to lose, but even in defeat, a valuable lesson has been learned, and it’s growing for me. I’m going to do that the moment I stop having fun with it.
  • I’m so open-minded that maybe my brains will fall out.
  • I used to have a life long ago before Somebody asked me to create a Facebook page.
  • I was formally diagnosed with FOTD (Facebook Obsessive Testing Disorder).
  • I was told I’m beyond treatment, too. Just pray for me. Don’t stop me! And I know that I can play better than you.
  • Ignore me, Poke me, like me, restrict me. The option is yours.

  • I wonder why signing on to Facebook is a part of daily routine? Do I even need to do something more!
  • My brain is broken down into two parts: Right & left. Nothing is left in Right. Nothing in Right in left
  • My BACK isn’t a VOICEMAIL, so say it on my FACE, it’s much more comfortable.
  • I don’t like myself, I’m too mad for myself.
  • Facebook is more of a prison. You spend the entire day looking at the walls and being poked by people you know nothing about.
  • I’m not shy, I’m holding back my gorgeousness, and I’m not bullying you.
  • I don’t have two personalities, separate. I am exactly what I am.
  • I made my name “Benefits” on Facebook, so when you add me, it says, “you’re friends with benefits.” I like my coffee like I like myself: deep, bitter, and too hot.
  • I’m just a cupcake in need of a stud muffin.
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