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Ugh, why does there have to be so many things I have to fill out. It's not like I'm at a freaking doctor's appointment or whatever. It's quite the opposite of that actually.

Doctors are supposed to make us healthier. Facebook makes us want to stay glued to our phones, sitting down, being lazy f*cks. I mean, I do all of this already but without Facebook.

First name: Eva
Last name: Styles...Hehe
Birthday: September 24, 1995
Male or female: female

This may not seem a lot but, to me it is. What else could they possible ask?

Planet you were born on:

Social Security Number:

Alien or non alien:

Larry Shipper or Anti Larry:

Smh. I clicked the sign up button. They told me to add some friends. Psh, what friends? Who do I look like to you? A perfectly normal human being with no crippling anxiety and depression? Someone who has things that are called friends?  Ha! Nope.

Skip, I clicked.

Add a profile picture?  No thank you. I don't want my friends list going from 0 friends to -58. With my troll looking self.

I finally completed it all. I decided to just change my cover photo.

Just scrolling through my gallery. I found something that would be perfect.

Perfection :)

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Perfection :)

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