I really do appreciate my boyfriend, but I swear to god if he gets me into another Facebook related, Jeremy Kyle-esque mess again, twenty-five years in jail will be worth it. This has happened twice; Ben will delete some girl off of a social network - the most redundant, irritating creation since The Matrix sequels - and all of a sudden I’m that lady from Misery and I’m smashing his rights to have female friends with a sledge hammer.
Isn’t it possible, overly bothered by social networking women, that some men haven’t been nagged and threatened into not wanting to know you, they just didn’t? Isn’t it plausible, that girlfriends aren’t hacking into their boyfriend’s accounts just to delete you and that we aren’t all jealous, possessive lunatics?
It’s worrying how many girls I know who’s self worth is so reliant on Facebook that if they’re deleted they take personal offence, but I suppose that’s reasonable if you try and put yourself in their lonely, sad shoes. What’s not reasonable is blaming me. If you’ve ended up reading this because my boyfriend deleted you off Facebook and you think he’s sat in a corner crying your name whilst I laugh maniacally and delete other people who happen to have vaginas from his life - he’s not, i’m not, leave me alone, you need to go and see someone because there is certainly something wrong with you.