Funny Profile Pics Novels & Stories

She hit enter and waited, tapping her fingers against the desk in impatience. This time, the search results were more promising. One link in particular caught her eye—a F******k profile. Flora clicked on it, holding her breath as the page loaded. When it did, her heart sank a little. The profile was set to private, meaning she couldn’t see much beyond the basics. However, the profile picture was enough to confirm her suspicions. It was indeed Janice, though she looked a few years younger in the photo.

Wow, the internet speed was fantastic. I tried finding a job on Jobstreet, Indeed, and anywhere else. My profile was ready but I really didn't have a picture to upload. My gallery on Facebook was almost with my friends. Not to mention, Sean deleted my accounts. Damn, I no longer have SocMed profiles. That guy, Sean, was just jealous of my male friends in the pictures although he already knew I was the only female in class. I also wasn’t able to attend the Graduation Pictorial.

car. Did he block me? “If he did, that’s absolutely ridiculous.” Good thing I have a fake profile under the name “chinga su madre” to creep on slores that I don’t get along with haha like Liza. (chinga su madre: fuck his mother) I made the account when I was a freshman and it comes in handy now and then. “So the name I chose was just hilarious to me at the time.” I type in Emmett’s name again and, sure enough, his profile is the first to pop up the list of Emmetts in the area.

Shane’s POV Erwan Fuenter. I typed his name on the search bar of my I*******m account and sneak into his profile. I scrolled down on his account trying to find some clue about his past. His recent post was a year ago, it is a picture of a girl smiling sweetly on the camera. It was captured on the beach, the girl wears a bikini while she sat on the sand. I read the caption of the photo, Veronica, the girl with the sweetest smile.

Some days ago, F******k had recommended his profile to me if I wanted to add him as my friend but I was so tired to go through his profile. So yes, I am in the mood now. I clicked on his profile. His username was Demetrius Valecian and it had the blue mark close to it. Meaning it was verified. Duh. His profile picture was of him standing close to the large transparent glass which gave his luxurious office an exquisite look. He had a cup of coffee in his right hand while the left hand was in his pocket. I clicked on it and checked the day it was posted. Wow, Some months ago.

“It suggests you’re up for some fun, shall we say?” “Oh, seriously?” “Yeah. I mean, you could put ONS or FWB on your profile…” “Meaning?” “One-night stand, and friends with benefits. But most guys are going to be open to that anyway.” “Right. Jeez. I feel so old. I should have a photo of me wearing a hairnet with my teeth in a glass.” Charlie giggles as she examines the photo. “Wow, your makeup looks nice. Yeah, let’s go for that one.”

Keisha greeted the stranger whose eyes were now on me. “It's not an issue. I hate intentional bullies. Hi, my name is Stefan.” He said with a kind smile that sent butterflies up my belly. “Hello Stefan, I'm Keisha,” my friend said when I took too long to respond, “and my tongue tied friend here is Elara. You have to pardon her. She is going through a Tia crisis so she must have forgotten how to be polite.” Stefan laughed — and oh the sound of his laughter was so sweet to the ear, like the sounds of music.

He didn’t even have a beard. The fake Carlson laughed. Was his name even Carlson? It might be, but he wasn’t her Carlson. “Yeah, that’s me or my profile,” he said. Her heart rolled to her feet. The urge to wipe the smirk on his face grew, and she clenched her hands under the table. This must be a prank. “Prove it. “Gladly,” he replied. “You work an eight-to-five job. Your friend owns the pet you used as your profile picture.”

The video had pictures of me with a towel inside the school garden, with a towel tied around my body singing and laughing at nothing It looked bad, really bad. Inside the video were ugly pictures of me too. Rando ugly pictures that were taken when I was unaware. The hashtag was Fatrez, posted around thirty minutes ago with almost one thousand likes. The likes were precisely from students in my school. I went to the profile of whoever had posted and gasped to find it was me, someone had entirely created an account with my details to entertain everyone and it had five hundred followers already.

I sing. My mom has improved my mood a little, dad is doing well, I feel that everything is settling down as time goes by. It's a new beginning for me. I create the account on the website and add a profile picture, I don't put one of me, I just put a heart. My username is @jadenotienefinalfeliz. What? It's the truth.