Imagine a world



Where everyone has maybe ten,

Instead of seven hundred and twenty four, friends



A world where you would have to help your friend to apprehend

That that dude you were with at the mall on Tuesday is not your boyfriend



And it’s not a big deal, its just something you sometimes have to do

Because it wasn’t clearly stated on a page that tells the whole world about you



Where people don’t like, but they laugh at the jokes you do

And where you’d be appalled by the fact that some creep just poked you!



A world where you can’t wait to get out of bed the next day

So you could tell of what happened at last nights cabaret



Because then you get to be there to see their reactions

Instead of just pinning it up on your page to be rationed



Where a hug is simply the best feeling to be had

And not seeing a red square pop up on your tab