So it’s been a few days since I opened a new FB Account. It's been weird. The first day, I just sat there scrolling through peoples pics and liking whatever. And then it hit me, like... I really miss my old friends. Ever since my account got hacked, I deleted it permanently out of anger. I should have just deactivated it. But NO, I had to disappear. Stupid EMO old me. Ever since then, I have prolonged creating a new one. I mean it took me 3 years to finally create a new account. Go figure. I don’t know why. Maybe I was just sick of all the bullshit then. And of that person impersonating me.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful for all the current people I’ve become friends with along the way, but at times I catch myself reminiscing about my old mates and how uncool it was for me to just go MIA. It’s like I died and have now returned from the dead. And yeah, people mourned your disappearance and shit, but the human heart heals and people move on and now the ghost is back and nobody gives a fudge.
To be fair, I was busy. Working life isn’t all its cut out to be, you feel me? Okay, lame. Stop making excuses for yourself, girl.
Well, it’s not like I took the initiative to add everyone back anyway. But it still sucks… you know?
That feeling where nothing’s like it used to be anymore.
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