(fanfic in Harry’s POV)
One day I went to Tayenjam’s house because she was depressed, her dog attacked me so I was kinda stuck in her bedroom, I asked her wifi password because I was bored and she made up an excuse because she didn’t want to share it.
Ladies and gentlemen please give a round of applause for my so called “bestfriend of 10 years” who used to post pictures with me on Instagram with caption “bff forever” but doesn’t share her wifi password, someone who is reluctant to delete a picture in which I look ugly cause she wants to cherish the memories, so much so she blocks the person whose memory she wants to cherish because she values the Instagram post more than the person, when all that person asked was to delete the picture.
Mohapatra is the same. She values likes on her post more than the person who she is with in that post.
Here’s a toast to shitty friends from my past. I’m repeating myself because I’m unable to come in terms with this shitty mentality.
Now you know not to believe everything that you see on Instagram. That’s why I keep my captions as real as I can.
rachana rajan <3 