facebook tripping
When you’re so brain-dead from staring at someone’s Facebook that you think they’re your future.
I stared at her Facebook so much, I forgot my own name. She’s my future. I think.
He posts a photo of his face. I now think he’s my soulmate. He’s not. But I like him.
I looked at her profile for 10 minutes. I now think we’re married. I’m not wrong.