“Do you want to know how I picture the end of my life? Just like in The Notebook. I’m sitting in a nursing home, talking endlessly about my high school sweetheart. My first love. Going on and on about every little detail as if they matter. Only in my version, he’s there with me.”
When you find out a mutual follow has lots of followers
You can’t see me, can you? You look at me and you can’t see. Do you have any idea what that’s like? I’m not on the phone, I’m right here. Standing in front of you. Please just… just see me.