On my Facebook page, I post about how I’m “a bitch” and “a dumb bitch.”
The word “bitch” is the most common insult hurled at me.
I don’t use it anymore, though I don, in fact, use it frequently.
But there are some things about Facebook that have made me the dumbass I am.
I have a lot of friends who do, and it’s hard to find a group of friends I wouldn’t be jealous of.
My profile pictures are of me on the football field, in my pajamas and on my desk at home.
I make a point to share my Instagram account with my “friends,” and there’s a picture of me holding a beer in the background.
I’m not a hipster, so I don.
I use the word “fuck” a lot.
It’s not just the way I say it, either.
When I’m trying to do something, I use words like “fuck,” “bastard,” “damn,” “trouble,” “sick,” “shit,” and “fuck this.”
I also use “bully” a little differently than my friends, and this is a good thing.
The word b****y is one of the most used words in Facebook.
I like it a lot, and if I’m posting something that’s really dumb, it makes me feel like a bitch.
I love it when someone comments on my post and says, “That bitch sucks.”
That gives me a little thrill.
I think that the more “b****y” I use, the more I feel like I’m getting the message, like I have some authority.
I can tell a lot about my friends by their Facebook status updates, too.
For example, my “likes” have been pretty much the same.
They are mostly people who like my stuff and who I’m in contact with, and my friends know what I like and what I’m up to.
I also know that most people who post a status update like mine have liked at least one of my posts.
And that’s a big deal.
I know the most popular status updates of my friends are posts about football.
When a football player posts a photo of himself on the field, or when a football fan likes my post about a game on Facebook, I know I’m a huge star in their eyes.
They have a reason to like what I do.
In the past few weeks, I’ve been getting messages from a lot more people than I’ve ever seen before.
I got a few, mostly about football, but I also got some from people who are angry with my status updates.
The more I see them, the bigger the difference between me and them.
Some people, like my friend D, have sent me hundreds of messages.
And when I’m annoyed, they send me a few more.
But I haven’t seen a single person who is angry at me for being a bitch, let alone one who is going to start telling me to fuck off.
My friends don’t care if I have to take their advice, but they do care that I’m being honest with them.
I’ve had to make a lot less friends than I would have expected.
I didn’t expect to have as many friends.
I had to build a new Facebook page in a matter of days.
I thought I was going to have to spend months building a new website and getting more friends.
But the new page has grown to a total of 50,000 fans.
And, thanks to my friends who’ve been willing to share their status updates with me, I now have more followers than I did a few months ago.
I even started a new “like” page for football, and I’m very proud of it.
But it’s not enough to keep up with the football crowd, so, to me, it’s important that I also continue to make friends in the gaming world.
It helps to have friends in games like Farmville, Farmville 2, and Farmville 3.
I haven, however, had the chance to meet many people who have been making their mark in the world of gaming.
I met someone recently named Chris, and he is a member of the Farmville community.
He was a fan of the original Farmville and has played many of the classic games.
He and I went to the same high school, which is why he was so into Farmville.
I remember watching a video game event in my high school’s video arcade, and a few people who were there showed up.
They brought their own games and had me play some.
One guy even brought a real life Farmville mascot.
The guy, who I will call Chris, is one lucky person.
He got to play a farm animal named The Little Piggy in Farmville in a game that’s called “Farmville 3.”
He played the game for a long time, and eventually he got bored. He gave up