Y'all my Instagram account just got hacked and deleted.
Like many people, my Instagram account was the documentation of my life. While I use Wattpad to post ordinary, every day things, Instagram was reserved only for my best photography and the most important events of my life. It was my digital scrapbook of my life. I thought I would have it for the rest of my life.
Unlike all other Instagram hoes, I used Instagram to post quotes that reflected my deep pain, aesthetic pictures which I ended up clicking unintentionally, prizes I'd won, or spam embarrassing pictures of my friends.
Idk what to do. Like I had so many online friends which helped me out whenever i was going through the abuse my guardian whipped out on me. I can't even remember properly what their usernames were, like I can't I-