I have this irrational fear every time I get a message on here that someone from my past crawled out of the woodwork and found me again. There is this deep seeded fear that they've come back for my head and will want to be friends again. To which I scream internally "NO!!!" and run for the hills thinking about how I should have moved accounts years ago. Then I realize it's a normal person wanting something and the sigh of relief that follows is larger than it should be.
Ignore User
Both you and this user will be prevented from:
Messaging each other
Commenting on each other's stories
Dedicating stories to each other
Following and tagging each other
Note: You will still be able to view each other's stories.
