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Stalking.

I am a major stalker. Not like stalking the person, but on social media. I stalk their Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, and whatever social media accounts they have. You know whats scary?

When you're scrolling through their instagram feed 50 weeks down, you HAVE to be careful. Sometimes i accidentally like a photo, and i know its the end. The person knows i've been stalking them. ITS LITERALLY THE END OF THE WORLD FOR ME. Great, i unliked it, unless there is some miracle that he turned his notifications off, if not i'm dead. People always ask me how i can accidentally like a photo. You see, it's very simple. You're scrolling down and your left thumb touches the heart shaped button thing. You can just scroll down right? Of coure you can! ^^ Nooooo, not when youre 50 weeks down an instagram feed. Suddenly your phone goes haywire and glitches. BOOM you liked it!

When you're on Facebook in a computer, you have nothing to worry about. It all comes down to mobile facebook. Same thing, you tap on a photo. See how the background is black and the bottom bar can only be seen when you touch the screen? Woooops, i accidentally liked it. What now?

Since i don't use twitter very often, i'm not sure how you can favourite or retweet something else accidentally sooo there's nothing to worry about! :D


It's unfortunate that my posts are getting shorter and shorter, and i really have nothing to blog about. I wonder how my wish of blogging for five years will succeed :P

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