facebhukeddaboudit
When you update Facebook so much about the "it" you start to think it’s personal. It’s like the "it" is watching you, and it’s judging you.
I updated my status about the "it" 7 times today. It’s like it’s my job now.
My notes are about the "it" and my lunch. The lunch is just there to suffer.
I commented on a post about the "it" and it felt like a conversation. It wasn’t.