A kiss of shame tempts me to question love.

yep, already over the whole "thanksgiving thing"
it really never even started for me, today was just a blur.
and i am SO SICK of internet whores.
i love some of them,
but the others who are so stuck up their own ass,
they might as well be vomiting themselves!!
with a list of 76reasons on why the may or maynot reply back to a message,
or even add you for that matter.
and what makes them so great??
what?the fact that they have 99,563 friends?
I BET YOU DON'T EVEN TALK/KNOW HALF OF THEM!
you have no talents other than cutting your hair in a "cool"[very unoriginal] way
and clicking a button on your camera.
you can't sing
you can't act
and because you are "abused", you are also "depressed"
i've been there, done that. and here i am.
god i'm very close to deleting everything i have on the internet.
But there are a select few that i cannot leave.
love you guys.
♥