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Aug 2019
Why do we spend our time obsessively checking the number of followers we have?
Let’s take a stab at the facts
Why do you care if they follow you back?
When you lay your head down, you’re sad on your own in bed
You can’t stop thinking about what those haters said
You better get that **** knocked out of your head
Maybe pick up a book or go outside instead
Written by
Bec  25/F/Indiana
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