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DELETE FACEBOOK

Getting rid of facebook was like getting rid of a virtual cemetery that I felt compelled to visit, leaving flowers to dead relationships by liking a photo or poking someone who you haven’t spoken to in person for years. Like people, some relationships are meant to have died. Facebook doesn’t allow for those dead relationships to Rot, the smell lingers for years in the corridors of your daily life; its like every one you’ve ever come in to contact has been embalmed and is being stored alphabetically in your computer.
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#future#social#media#facebook#past#delete#present#notfriends#friendships
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