beside logging on to book tattoo appointments with Woody (www.myspace.com/woodzo) i never really check my myspace page anymore.
I think that in a bid to compete with facebook/twitter/etc they lost the plot, throwing everything you dont need or may have needed into the equation. myspace is and always will be a fundamental tool for teenage masturbation. jesus if im honest, i still go though my friends requests and look at the cute girls pages, in the underwear, only 16, young, soft skin, bright eyes filled with excitement as the stare down the lens of there camera phone. oh your so naughty arnt you "xmissyxx_00".
problem is after everyone jumped ship to faceache, your left with peado's and 12/14 year olds with floppy hair. OH AND BANDS! fuck i mean come on guys. myspace was amazing because it gave you a platform to become whoever you wanted. bands got famous, emo became pop, fat girls looked hot! myspace was simple, you made a profile, took a photo from above your head, wrote a little piece about how utterly amazing the shit little things you do everyday are, added a few good looking people from your local area, and received picture comments. every so often you would find true love and have pictures splashed all over your myspace of each other declaring how perfect you are for each other, that you'll be together forever. then one day you'll either see a picture comment from a new love interest (with better hair or a better placed tattoo) which will drive into revenge blogging about how hurt you are with a million bulletins. sometimes this will happen just because after 4 months of telling everyone you love each other, you finaly meet, well not face to face because you spotted her from 200 yards away and what you saw was not the retouched, buxom beauty from photo 37 of 248. its a hideous create that if you where 4ft taller wouldnt even look like the photos youve been furiously masturbating to for the past 6 weeks. it makes sence, so thats why she was always laid down on webcam and wouldnt bend over and stick 2 fingers in her ass. fucking bitch caught me out!
now with all these new gizmo's on myspace i doubt kids have the same fun. facebook is to real, its to personal, there is no air of mystique and twitter is to bloody fast paced. i hope myspace take it back to the way it was, simple elegant, maybe then ill head back and swap picture comments for picture comments.
here are a few of my favorite myspace photos over the years from when i joined in 2004.
www.myspace.com/nhrb



