For those of you still on the social networking microblog Twitter.com (I know, it's dying slowly), here's a summary of what really happened to one of your favorite delusional Twitter personalities who pretended to be a light skinned pretty boy homosexual on Twitter (in reality he's a self-hating, dark skinned bruvah).
His "followers" woke up one day to discover that his life (and by extension, theirs) was a fraud and now his Twitter page, facebook, Tumblr account and gmail are all deleted.
One of his followers was so moved by the loss of his online fantasy crush, that he wrote this blog:
When I found out that the hilarious, sweet, understanding, endearing, cool ass mofo I had known as @gayshitgoeshere was some constructed alter-ego, I was a bit disappointed. I’m certainly not going to lose sleep over him, and you won’t find me at the bottom of the Charles River, but I do feel a bit jipped. And I have every got damn right to feel the way I do. I followed @gayshitgoeshere’s blog, laughed with him, he checked in on me when I was sick, and I got worried about him when his hoopty broke down. I didn’t know him, but I liked the guy, or least who I thought he was.
So imagine my surprise when my timeline suddenly gets flooded with folks discussing how he had been lying all along. All those stories about dinner at his parents’ house, him tweeting while hugged up with his boo, everything was a lie. I know this is the internet. I know that I don’t really know many people on Twitter. I know that people are deceitful and that Twitter is the perfect venue for people to construct fictitious versions of themselves. But, I also know that I’m real on Twitter, that my tweets are a TRUE reflection of who I am, what I’m about. I have no suspect motives, and I’m not looking for away to morph into a different person. So, is it crazy to think that I might assume that many of you are operating under the same premises, that many of you might be, what’s the word, umm, genuine? Nah, not really. Read More...