Continued.

I follow celebrities whom I find attractive too.

Like Charlie Puth and Leo Woodall.

To name a few.

I like their pictures when they show up on my feed.

Like how I like everyone else’s.

It doesn’t really mean anything.

It’s just a stupid like.

Because I’m completely and irrevocably in love with Ginny.


When I’m in a good mood and I open Instagram.

I like pictures randomly.

I don’t give it a second thought.

When I’m feeling salty.

I don’t like anything.

Nor do I pay attention to anything I see online.


You need to touch some fucking grass.