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Every single thing any of us do on the internet is a sad cry for attention from people who don't know us or care about us and never will, unless you, like, work on the wires that connect the internet or build internet machines, then fine, you're off the hook, actually no you're not because then you're like the guy who grows the crops that we're addicted to smoking into our computer veins, so never mind, not so fast pusher-man. But this has to be the most literal example, short of faking your own death and trolling your Facebook wall (note to self), of what social media actually means to us. If you guys would cry if I died leave a comment. :( If you wouldn't, do what you normally do and push me down a metaphoric flight of stairs like you do every time you ignore me. Ignore us.
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likes are nice, but they count less than comments, so i guess everyone wants me to die.
Don't die. That's all I got.
Cry? Probably not but it would be a flimsy excuse to get comatose on some good dope.
Dear Friends,
Today we have lost our Luke. The hairy, granite jawed, thick wristed, coke snorting, gash chasing Irishman met his great reward. Please bow your heads in a moment of silence......no motherfucker, get some clean foil! I'm not smoking off that shit. Show some respect. HE wouldn't have wanted it that way. R.I.P. old internet buddy.
I think the 0 comments on the boring Odd Future Lana Del Rey remix is a better commentary on what the internet, and thus our lives, is all about.
I don't know what to say you guys.
Literally.
Please tell me that's not from anyone over the age of 12.
I wish I could
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