So this is my first story and I really have a little anxiety about it but I know I'll get used to it. So sit and enjoy.
So is this how I loose my godforsaken instagram account? Like I fucking worked for this damn account that I hardly get as much as a thousand likes. With 1998 followers my highest likes was a 300 and something. Like who are these people that just feel too lazy to double tap the post. It just doesn't make any sense. Like why can't you get the same likes as the amount of followers you have. Now I just wake up and can't have access to my poor account.
"So you're going to keep pacing up and down because of your poor deserted account? Lol! Like that's the poorest thing I've seen all day". I know you did be wondering who would say such a hungry statement as early as 7:30 in the morning.
Well that was my room mate...
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You Should Be Mine.
RomanceAlex had just been introduced to a forum with many of people. But it seems her love life will be on a new page from this forum. This is what happens when you can't love for life.