

The tumblr famous annoy me, fifteen year old girls flashing their breasts on the dashboards of perverts worldwide annoy me, a lot of things annoy me, but nothing on this website annoys me as much as manipulating, self-absorbed, egotistical males. You’ll probably scroll down your dashboard and find one a couple of posts below mine, possibly two or three of them, maybe even a whole heap of these cretins but like everyone else you probably don’t bat an eyelid unless it’s to suck up all the bullshit they throw at you.
You know the type, the ones that post endless streams of pictures of their face (usually with a caption like “no wonder I’m single” or something equally as intelligence insulting) despite the fact they are well aware that they regularly hit forty or fifty likes on their photo uploads. This is usually the same person that posts about how sensitive they are, how much they just want a girl to cuddle not to fuck and about how they’re so unsuccessful in love and they’ll forever search for that one girl to make pancakes with and skip through the meadows holding hands with because it comes across as “deep” and girls are “in to that”. Meanwhile liking every photo of every girl who takes mirror photos of themselves in skimpy outfits. It’s also the same type of person that repeatedly fills your dashboard with technical posts about music thrown in to every day musings to show how “passionate” they are.
I’m all glum today because my love life sucks, that’s my glum face in case you didn’t know. Nobody will ever like me because I’m rubbish with girls. I just want a nice girl with all of her clothes on, maybe even extra clothes, to cuddle and cry with. My self-esteem is really low but so redeem it by liking my picture which honestly doesn’t inflate my already massive ego in any way, shape or form. Oh btw, yesterday I bought a SGX8529 from GuitarGeeks.org which is my favourite because the sound is so awesome and my Reverbulator 3000 will contrast nicely with the mahogany wood of my BasslineXXX and look nice in the corner of my room where it belongs because I can’t actually play any instruments. But yeah, where was I? Oh yeah, please feel sorry for me and recognise that because of the aforementioned nice stuff it means I’m really deep and you should all fall for that because that’s what girls are like and you like all that stuff and I like all that attention so yeah, it’s a good combination don’t you agree? I’m also lying in bed with my Vans on because Vans are cool and I’m listening to Title Fight because they are so rad and earlier I was listening to The Wonder Years because I’m so deep. Remember, I’m deep. I’m away to cry to some pop-punk and take four or five pictures of myself for upload between now and midnight.
These vile, obnoxious creatures use their intelligence in sinister ways by manipulating girls over social networking sites by preying on their sensitivity in a shallow attempt to further feed their ever hungry ego. What pains me more is seeing all the girls falling for it when it is so painfully obvious. It’s easy to hide behind tumblr and build up an image of yourself to people you very rarely, if ever meet. Let’s just hope that offline it’s somehow more obvious to others and they won’t fall for the endless streams of bullshit that they spout.
This has been a post - an angry, agitated and downright disgusted post.
Ah Wes. Good stuff.
COMMEND THIS MAN. GIVE HIM A MEDAL.
Ah Wes. Good stuff.