An idiotic Internet website frequented in high volume by teens and 20-somethings who have nothing better to do with their life than contribute to the stupidity of a generation and society as a whole. Such idiotic practices often seen on MySpace include failure to respect the English language by desecrating it with slang, intentional misspellings, and lack of proper punctuation; the discussion of unimportant social happenings, such as drinking, clubbing, repugnant music, and other things which are not related to actual intelligent life, news, politics, or light socialization; the dilution of the term "friend" (it's more important to have a few close, true friends rather than 200 you know little to nothing about); the posting of over-the-top personal information by the careless and carefree youth who run the risk of becoming victimized as a result; and just being, overall and above all else, one of the biggest toxic waste dumps of and hazards to 21st century society.
Matt: Hey Henry, what's your MySpace address?
Henry: I don't have one.
Matt: What? You're cool; you need one.
Henry: I don't believe in MySpace. I have a brain, a few "true" friends, am secure with myself, and love the English language.
Matt: But MySpace is so hot now, it's the bomb.
Henry: Matt, you've known me for years. You know that I hit the spell check button when I send instant messages, know that I don't care much for trends or pop culture, know that I'm a staunch conservative, and know that I like to keep my life from being publicized for the free world. If you love MySpace then fine, it's your life to lose. But as for me, it's not for me, my friend, it's not for me.
It's the ultimate game of testing your ego. It becomes a competition of seeing who has the most friends, so you add everyone you've made eye contact with in the past 6 years, constantly posting bulletins telling people to comment on your NEW PICZ PLZ or die. Also a way for every garage band ever to make a Myspace Music profile without even have talent and/or experience as other bands have. Also a new place for every hott girl in the world to prove how slutty they are by making a Myspace and putting pictures of themselve's where they only have 1/5 of their clothes on with the quote under it "I used photoshop to cover my boobs, So What."
Comment on my myspace plz LOL!
An error-infested shithole of a website.
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website that encourages the scene, the emo and even the ghettto to photo graph themselves in thier bathrooms and proceed to spend hours upon hours whoring themselves out.
it has become an epidemic
be cautined: it is addictive
myspace, a place for friend
(pshhht. i encourage you hack into the site and change it to myspace, a place for scene whores)
Absolutely pointless "networking tool" that high school students overuse in an attempt to gain and then flaunt popularity. A potentially useful dating/networking tool for adults gone awry because it became a contest to see who could get the most "friends" added... (and by friends I mean other insecure teenagers adding you back in order to increase THEIR OWN friends count). An addiction where you must sign on every .3232134 seconds to see if anyone posted a comment, sent you a message, or put up a bulletin (to tell them to check out their new "hawt sexy pics!" a horrible pixelated shot of an underdeveloped highschool freshman in their underwear trying their best to make a seductive face
Add me on myspace so my popularity can soar!
a place for stalking with consent
Guy1: "Hey, um, aren't you on myspace?"
Girl2: "Yeah...fucking stalker..."
A website a bunch of your friends begged you to join, so you joined it and became completely addicted. However, after about a month or so, you finally realized that even though you had thousands of friends added, you're still a loser. You tried to take pictures of your half-nude self with the camera at a shitty angle so you could get more comments, but it just wasn't working. Even after you edited out your acne and moles, you still weren't being satisfied with the attention you craved.
You eventually deleted your account because you decided you want to graduate high school with some dignity.
Some annoying freshman
left a comment in my blog telling me about how her high school drop-out friend was way cooler than I'll ever be. Laughing, I deleted my MySpace account. The next day, a friend asked me why I deleted the account, and low and behold, the shit-eating freshman was standing right next to her and looking at me as if she was worthy of an answer as well.
Do yourself a favor. Delete your MySpace.
One big, screaming, Lollapalooza orgy comprised of desperate emo
boys and girls. Myspace emo chicks tend to whore themselves out and show off their highly-contrasted badly-photographed selves -- said chicks usually sporting a pout and cleavage. Myspace emo boys tend to comment and friend these myspace emo girls -- normally to show off the number of "hott emo chicks" they have on their list to their buddies.
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 ho: hey, i have new pics come see
Myspace emo boy: **BONER'D!**