FaceStorm
You become a facebook maniac who can't stop thinking of new statuses for everything you do, and you're too proud to post anything less than amazing.
I drank soda and now I have to write a status about it. I'm dead.
I blinked and now I have to make it sound like a story. I'm done for.
I breathed and now I have to write a status. I'm living hell.
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