Cue spiral from "pretty good day" to "personal hell."The first few days without obsessive updates on their life awful, and you find your finger hovering over the Facebook button phone about a million times.
But by the time the first week is over, you actually feel kind of...great.
Maybe you you'd set your status to private, or maybe you just really wanted to publicly declare you were single so you could get a little sympathy after a very painful breakup conversation with your ex.
An hour later, after a great conversation, I left having exchanged numbers. Later that night he texted me saying, “You’re welcome.” How do you feel about this relationship/project right now?
) And here I am, by myself, while they slide down to ask me who the hell my crazy friend was.
And feeling instant regret upon realizing how embarrassingly vengeful that looked.
Vaguebooking should really be a crime in all fifty states.