Gahhhhhhhh!!!! Now I know it's War. I got like 543897 messages [slightly exaggerated] from so-called friends, they all wrote just about the same thing:
"CARLAAAAAAAA~~~NOOOOOOOOOOO-!!!
WHY ARE YOU DELETING MYSPACE?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
NOW I CAN'T TALK TO YOU AND STUFF--
OMG AND WE WERE SUPPOSED TO HANG OUT"
Ok, dudes. First of all, its called a fucking phone!
...did that ever come to mind? I personally think a phone is a better form of communicatiing rather than a stupid comment on myspace.
I don't even hang out with most of ya'll! So if you really wanted to hang out, you should've called me.
Don't have my number??
YOU SHOULD ASK!
Convenience, convenience, convenience.
Damn myspace, makes it all too easy.
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