FML....just can't win

I remember when MySpace came out. It was the coolest thing pretty much ever, that is...until Facebook came out.
With MySpace, I'd be friends with anyone and everyone. It was a free-for-all. Weirdo with an eye patch? Accepted! Asian fetish model? Come on board! MySpace was all about how many friends you could collect, like Garbage Pail Kids trading cards. When Facebook came around though, I wasn't so open. I wanted Facebook to be only for people that I knew personally, since Facebook itself was quite a bit more personal than MySpace.

Slowly, randoms would start sending me friend requests. Some from message boards that I frequent, some were friends of friends. Some would be people that saw me sing at a jam, or knew someone that I've played with. I said what the heck and added them into the fold..but then I started getting freaked out that too many strangeos had access to all my info and photos...so I started to purge.

I deleted a whole wack of people. It started to feel good deleting people from my life. I felt free! Weeks later I saw someone that I had deleted at jam night. He actually said to me "I see that I'm not on your Facebook anymore. It's ok."

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WHO DOES THAT? I felt SO bad about it too, I figured he wouldn't notice if one day he had 543 friends and the next it was 542. How the fuck did he know? And I just stood there, like a dummy, going "Oh um, did I? I don't even know, I barely go on Facebook...it must've been an accident". Yeah. *rolleyes*.

So this weekend, I decided to do another purge. I always feel gung-ho about it until I reach the D's, then I'm like, "Well if I delete this person, I'll have to delete this person too....or if I keep that guy I'll have to keep her" and it's just all such a stupid social retardation mess. Of the few people I could actually bring myself to delete, one of them fucking noticed and I was questioned about it AGAIN. This time, it was a friend of my Mom's, which really...it's bad enough that my Mom is my Facebook friend, do I really need HER friends on my list too? So she's all "Why did you delete Mike blah blah" and I'm just like...you know what, FML. Am I his friend? Nope.Would I recognize him if I saw him grocery shopping? Nope. So why even care? Bleh. I'm not deleting people anymore....but I'm also not adding people. Fuck it. Just cut this shit off at the knees. In a few months we'll all have Google+ anyway.