The light of day

4th January 2014

The nightmare had begun but I didn't know it...
Ping! A message, por moi? Ping! Ping! Gosh I am popular today. Who's this?
I can remember going through HIS Instagram page for a few minutes, and then, sure that I knew who I was dealing with, I typed back:
"Hi"
"Heyyyy"
"Hello?"
                                                "Hi"
"Finally!"
                                                "Sorry!"
"Seen your Ig, u look great"
                                                "Thanks..who r u?"
"Ali, u added me last week"           
                                                "Oh! Ye"

I'd just like to say now that I had no idea who HE was or when I added HIM...
HE was sweet and was the first boy to text me in a long time, therefore, like an idiot, I texted him for the next month and everyday I was getting more and more drawn in by HIS lies and HIS fake profile picture that I thought was so cute and HIS bio that said he was a photographer and HIS number of followers. Only now I know that every single one of those followers was another version of me.

"Erm...Taylor..."
"Ye..."
"Do u want 2 meet?"
"Erm..."
"It's only bc we've been talking fora while now"
"Ye I suppose we have"

Not long enough though for me to get to know him properly. I should've been able to see what he was right through the screen. I should've been suspicious about the amount of girls following him. I should've told someone where I was going. Scrap that...I shouldn't have bloody gone!!!

Isn't high sight a wonderful thing...