Let's talk about something different. Since the summer sun
has been dethroned by the gustly winds of the typhoon season, this is the best time to talk about the Bikini Clad ladies. I
believe that since the sun burns healed, focus will be attained. Many
times when I strike whilst the iron is hot, people get to call me
names and stuff. Plus, people don't listen too.
Summer. Ah yes, the season when people
plan family vacations, get out for a dip, wear the skimpiest suits,
post it on social media for the people to see then... BOOM! Hours
later, your picture in bikini would be posted all over perverted
websites for men to drool on. Do not get me wrong, I witnessed how a
sweet holiday turned to a nightmare for some insolent fools. I am a
self proclaimed ruthless beeotch, so I say to you, you deserve every
bit of it... if it ever happens to you.
I believe in the power of social media.
In facebook alone, posting a photo of a dying child and garnering shares and likes would definitely save the poor thing from eternal
doom. Millions of idiots would eventually do what the posts requests.
I guess sharing and liking has super powers to magically heal the
sick. To make a long story short, facebook is a ticking time bomb,
when used properly it will work wonders, if not it will be your end.
Trust me, I personally learned that lesson, not that I posted a half
naked picture of me, but because of something else.
Yes, my dear, I do understand that you
look good in a bikini and there is a need for you to show off. It is not wrong, mind you, but pictures can be easily copied and saved by people. Be cautious because not everyone on your friend's list can be trusted.
