Reality used to be a friend of mine.

I have a passion for looking at them slightly dodgy self portraits that girls take with their camera phones and post on Facebook and alike. You know the ones, in their undies, or less, pouting away pretending to be Jordan, Lady Gaga, whoever, whatever. I find them curiously funny and sad at the same time. Don’t be fooled into thinking these girls are interested in becoming models. If you were to offer a proper photo shoot to the real lookers amongst them they would run a mile, but alone in their bedrooms they can imagine a world full of handsome young bucks checking them out. Unfortunately the horrific truth is the intended audience is laughing at them and ugly old men, who don’t exist in their dreams, are jacking off to them.