randome insanity.... with lots of misspellings

Jul 31, 2004 01:36

So I was just thinking...
about friends olny journals.
And the whole reason that people claim for making a journal "friends only", is because they only* want the people who are close to them their friends* to read it. Not strangers

*friend ( P ) Pronunciation Key (frnd)
n.
A person whom one knows, likes, and trusts.
A person whom one knows; an acquaintance.
A person with whom one is allied in a struggle or cause; a comrade.
One who supports, sympathizes with, or patronizes a group, cause, or movement: friends of the clean air movement.

*on·ly ( P ) Pronunciation Key (nl)
adj.
Alone in kind or class; sole: an only child; the only one left.
Standing alone by reason of superiority or excellence.

It doesn't seem to me that it works like that. You see... it's true that maybe a few people you're close to have a livejournal... just like you. So when you start writing in your journal, you add your best friend to your friends list. Theeeen... you know, you start browsing around in some other peoples journals, and you think this one person is interesting... or even attractive. Then you leave a comment on their entry, knowing that they will most likely comment back. Then... you know... you guys both add each other to your friends list, because you think that it would be cool. Then you start to do that some more.... and before you know it, it becomes a contest about who can make the most friends the quickest. And you don't wany anyone to read your journal unless they are on your fucking friends list. They aren't really your "friends"... just people. Most of the time you know nothing about you. Shiiiit. then the ones that you think might send you naked pictures, or might be interested in seeing you naked... you talk to...instant message. Then you start off by saying "I saw you on livejournal and you seem pretty cool/cute"... whatever. Theeeeen, soon enough you start talking about other things. Music... Ex girlfriends.... hair cuts.... whatever you can think of. Then for some reason.... you keep talking to the people that you think are attractive, and a few of the ones who aren't, but seem pretty cool.
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