Myspace was made by Satan himself, and is run by Hitler and his Nazi army.
Oh yes, Hitler's still alive. Just to keep this whore-riffic site going.
Teenagers eagerly check their Myspace accounts every five minutes, hoping for a new comment, and instead find nothing.
Often, when they do find a comment, they will bitch about it, sobbing as they think "omg how kuld dey sey dat bout me?1/!?!1//", then go to slit their wrists like the little emo children they are.
Point: Myspace = Death. Don't do it kids.
Kid 2: Okay.
Kid 1: *reads comments* ... Razor, please.
Kid 2: Always keep it next to my computer. *hands it to him
Kid 1: Blood orgy?
Kid 2: Yes please.
it has become an epidemic
be cautined: it is addictive
(pshhht. i encourage you hack into the site and change it to myspace, a place for scene whores)
You eventually deleted your account because you decided you want to graduate high school with some dignity.
Do yourself a favor. Delete your MySpace.
Myspace itself is a sad thing indeed. You can friend thousands of people that you rarely talk to, comment on their boring, whiny, upper middle-class lives, and attempt to find a fellow myspace emo boy/girl to date/cyber. Most myspace victims never do meet their online friends and sadly, drop out of school to combat the Myspace addiction.
Myspace emo boy: **BONER'D!**