All I have are dreams. No one else would believe. No-one else can see. No one else but me.
Don’t judge me till you know me. Don’t underestimate me when you test me.
I’m not going to fail, a valuable lesson has been learned even in defeat, and it’s developing me.
I am not afraid of death; I am so scared of not trying.Just God can judge me so that I can leave; either love me or leave me alone.
I wish Facebook would alert me when someone has deleted me. I might love it that way.
I’m not going to lose, but even in defeat, a valuable lesson has been learned, and it’s growing for me. I’m going to do that the moment I stop having fun with it.
I’m so open-minded that maybe my brains will fall out.
I used to have a life long ago before Somebody asked me to create a Facebook page.
I was formally diagnosed with FOTD (Facebook Obsessive Testing Disorder).
I was told I’m beyond treatment, too. Just pray for me. Don’t stop me! And I know that I can play better than you.
Ignore me, Poke me, like me, restrict me. The option is yours. Welcome to Facebook, where no one else is your buddy.
Once you know me, do not judge me, but only to tell you that you do not like me.
Love me? Amazing. Hate me, huh? Perhaps worse. Don’t you remember me? Make no judgment of me!
I’m blessed with a funny gene that will make me enjoy life.
I wonder why signing on to Facebook is a part of daily routine? Do I even need to do something more!
My brain is broken down into two parts: Right & left. Nothing is left in Right. Nothing in Right in left
My BACK isn’t a VOICEMAIL, so say it on my FACE, it’s much more comfortable.
I don’t like myself, I’m too mad for myself.
Facebook is more of a prison. You spend the entire day looking at the walls and being poked by people you know nothing about.
I’m not shy, I’m holding back my gorgeousness, and I’m not bullying you.
I don’t have two personalities, separate. I am exactly what I am.
I made my name “Benefits” on Facebook, so when you add me, it says, “you’re friends with benefits.” I like my coffee like I like myself: deep, bitter, and too hot.
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I’m just a cupcake in need of a stud muffin.
People are laughing at me because I’m special and I am laughing because they are all the same.
Where the fuck am I, and how did I get here?
Hi there. I’ve just joined Facebook. Okay, right now?
Highly uncomfortable, nerd and hacker, happy, universe sucking freak.
Made for words, not for thoughts.
Welcome to my Facebook feed, where people come to enjoy me. I’m pretty beautiful, actually, aren’t I?
If you’re living, it’s just about screwing up and getting pounded out, then congratulations that you’re an instrument.
If chance doesn’t knock, build a door.
I love time limits. I like those whooshing sounds that they make when they pass by.
A nomad on his search for the ultimate burger.
Registered percussionist.
I’m not a player, that’s a game.
Still give you 100% if you make a blood donation.
Life is too short to get my Instagram profile changed.
Life is too short, don’t waste reading my Bio from Instagram.
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I can do it with my eyes closed while I am sleeping so well.
If the morning starts at noon, I am certainly a morning person.
I am holding the key to world peace, but someone has changed the lock!
I think I am cool, that’s all that’s necessary.
Lead me, join me, or exit my path
I’m hoping to be an old man with an old woman who laughs at the same wild youth stories.
I’m so young that they call me Febreze
The path to success is still under construction.
Feed, sleep, regret, repeat.
I’m here on Facebook to stop friends.
Probably the World’s Best Meat Eater.
Yet another survivor on papercut.
Instagram bio is loading. I just want to be special, like everyone else.
A man of mystery and might whose strength is only surpassed by his mystery.
Insert pretentious stuff about me here.
Live with myself Vicariously.
Once upon a time, a machine beat me on a chess, but at kickboxing, it was not a match for me.
