I am torn between 5 stars for sheer coronary-inducing evil and 1 star for vaguely remembering a time when being a vapid, talentless slutman wasn't something you'd want to aspire to

Someone with a better understanding of the "I've got a billion friends on Myspace and skunk stripes in my pubes" scene bullshit, please tell me exactly how self-conscious these people are of acting like intolerable pricks with delusions of actually being attractive and interesting.