Getting a hang of the social virtuality, a lot of hilarious things happened to me.
Oftentimes, I chatted loudly; while typing, I mouthed the things I typed. 𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐡?
Other times, I would type long texts or record a lengthy voice note, only to have it all wiped out at the end; due to poor connection or a slight mishap. It freaked me out!
And other times, I listened countless of times to the voice message people sent to me like they had said something so special, meanwhile it could have just been that I adored their voice.
I was also fond of decreasing my phone's brightness when my parents came around. Wouldn't want them peeking into my chats. I wasn't guilty of any immoral deed online as it may have seemed, but I just wasn't comfortable with people going through my chats, not even Remi.
I sat to recall when I and my mom would hang around in the supermarket or mall and at every sight of a teenager, they'd be with their gadget, glued to it. It fascinated me and on the other hand, it irritated my mother.
I would stare at anyone engrossed in their gadget in deep wonder like, "what's going on in there anyway?"
I saw a lot of people abbreviate their words and think it was cool. I hated it. At first I thought I could follow along but then, I realized it was just really dopey.
Remi also tried to make me understand that, "I'm fine, HBU?" was a lot different from "I'm fyn, hw abt u?"
He made me understand that people who did that needed to check themselves and improve more on their writing skills and English skills because "irrespective of almost anything being accepted on social media, no one wants to chat with one who can't use words, alphabets or punctuations correctly, except your kind, cause it may give the impression that you're not intellectually sound."
There was something about me being conscious of people's mistakes while texting. And I as well was careful enough not to misspell a word or use the wrong punctuation while texting just to prove myself—that I was intellectually sound and smart. My keyboard's autocorrect did a great job as well and backed me up.
Remi then gave me some tips on how to roll on this absorbing media that's social; how to make posts and how to initiate conversations.
I didn't think that was necessary though. The guy just really loved enlightening me on completely everything!
"Learning to make conversations online is really crucial," he said. "When you are virtual friends with someone, especially one you don't know, there are certain ways to approach the person and spice up your convo even though you haven't met."
He proceeded, "truth is, some people don't just know how to make or keep up conversations online even when they know whom they are chatting with—that is, even when they've had a physical contact with whom they are chatting with, they still don't have an idea of how to engage in convos. So here's what's what."
He continued, "first things first: GREETINGS—You can begin with "hi" or "hey" or "hello" or "howdy" or "yo"—just simple and short. Such matters when starting up a conversation. So if your virtual friend turns out to be the one who texted first with any of those words of greeting, you're not meant to give a simple response such as any of those greetings and then stop there. That is, if someone gives you a "hey there," and you choose to reply with a "hi," you shouldn't just stop there, awaiting the person's next next response, cause that'll be the start to making your chats boring. It's actually meant to be them saying a word of greeting and you responding with a word of greeting AND a question. So it's going to be them saying probably "hi," and you saying something like "hey, what's up?"—a question in addition."
"Oh yeah, I get it."
"Now usually, the person may give a typical response like, "I'm good WBY?" But you shouldn't give such response to questions like "what's up?" or "how are you?" cause such response is too short and a cliché."
I yawned terribly.
"The start to an interesting convo is giving a detailed or an intriguing response to such questions based on how you're doing. You could say something like, "well I'm doing really great" then additionally include how your day went even without your friend asking, "I've been hanging out with my friends all day and it made me so exuberant." Now when you yourself get such chirpy response, you're allowed to chime in any info or ask more questions based on such info your chat partner has given you. So basically, spicing up conversation has to do with you drawing out more information and details. For instance, one says, "I've been chilling out with my siblings," if you reply with something like, "oh, okay," then you just killed the vibe. Instead, draw out more info, more details. Say something like, "oh you got siblings, how many?" Then like that, you both could just begin talking about siblings and like that, the chat becomes juicy!"
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I curled up in bed. The night was cold and my bones danced to the sound of the drums the rain was beating.
It was indeed the perfect time and weather to hook up with my phone and have a good time texting someone.
Oliver was active. I was delighted.
"Hi Ollie," I texted, but he left no answer. I awaited for ten more minutes as I got distracted by some posts on the status section and he still hadn't responded.
He was the only one online and I was really bored; therefore, I was confined to his chat page, awaiting his text.
I dropped another text but still, he said nothing back. Then I dropped a, "Ollie, you there?🧐🙁"
For the fourth time, I dropped a "Ollie, please say something.🥺" And it was different this time viewed the text and for over twenty minutes, he didn't respond. That major act was enough to hurt me and trample on my good mood. I felt so unwanted and like I was forcing myself on him.
Some minutes back, I had read a post from a page stating, "don't be the one with all the energy in a relationship. If you aren't getting the same energy then that person is most likely not interested in you. Move along!" P.S: it had over 40k reactions—𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐝, 𝐫𝐢𝐢𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?
I pondered about the post and it dawned upon me that Oliver wasn't interested in me, not even in being friends. This ordinary thing crushed me real bad. I was 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑠𝒉𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑜𝑚. ( ऀืົཽ₍₍ළ₎₎ ऀืົཽ)
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𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐑
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 "𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧" 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮.
I decided to text him for the very 'last time.'
With immense fury, I typed swiftly. "Look Oliver, if you don't wanna talk to me, why don't you state that out loud and clear rather than ignoring me like I'm some sort of a trash!😤 Oh, because you're so important and all, and you've got lotta texts flooding your DM, you've gotta make others feel like crap😠 I have friends too, JSYK, and I dunno why I texted you in the first place. Goodbye. I'm never texting you till infinity.🚪🚶🏾♀️" 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬, 𝐚𝐦 𝐈 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?
𝐈 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡.
Dude still said nothing back. I gazed at his active status as I got more agitated. I scrolled through our chats in a jiffy and I went ahead to delete all of it without thinking twice.
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𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐑
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𝐖𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬; 𝐰𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐭.
I turned off my data and dropped my phone to fix my eyes on the paintings on the wall. I wondered why I had fallen for him in the first place. I wondered why he gave me the impression that he felt the same way through his texts. I wondered why I stupidly texted him even twice in the first place.
I tumbled on my bed in dissatisfaction and anxiety. Just then, a call came in from Remi. I picked it up.
"Hey there, Flowerina," he laughed lightly.
"Just because I love flowers doesn't mean you call me stupid names!"
"Jeez. What's up with you?"
"Glad you asked." I was dying to talk to someone about it. "Ollie won't reply my texts and he's online," I whined. :(
"And that's why you're this fussy? Give the dude a break. Stop making him feel like he's all that."
"Okay, bye."
"No, no, no. Don't end the call. What I meant to say is that… listen, you don't even know this guy and you're worrying this much over him. The last time you saw him was in grade six; that's about four years ago. You didn't even know him too well when we were all attending the same school, you were just crushing blindly. Besides that, a lot must have changed about him. He probably has a girlfriend by now. Don't you see how many girls cluster him all over his social media?"
"Why am I still listening to you?"
"Temi, wait! You know what, just come online and I'll try to go easy on you. I'll keep you company online so you don't have to worry about mr perfect. Just let me help, okay?"
"Okay. Bye Remi, thanks for calling."
"Mention it."
"Ha-ha."
"Hang up."
"No, you hang up."
"No, you hang up."
"You called—so hang up."
"Beep."
"I ain't got time for this," I said grumpily and hung up immediately.
I was glad to have a friend like Remi—always there to listen and cheer me up and load me with education about basically everything.
I turned on the WiFi and went online. I found a text from Remi saying "okay, lemme be frank…"
I was about tapping on the text when suddenly, it got pushed beneath by an incoming text. It was from Oliver!
I was as eager as a beaver to check out its content and so I tapped on that instead, pretending not to see Remi's text.
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𝐓𝐨𝐩 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥.
Oliver's text said, "Girl, what you need rn is to take a chill pill. You've got it all wrong.🤦🏾♂️ This is why some people hide their active status, you know. People aren't always bound to be on their texting page when they're online.💁🏾♂️ They could have their active status visible but not even be active or be responding to texts at that moment or be receiving any texts."
"And why are you telling me all of this?🙄" I replied. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥.
"Tee, I was video chatting with my mom who is currently in Canada. Your text did pop up on my screen thrice and when I saw it for the fourth time, I realized I had to text back urgently. I briskly texted, 'yo Tee, I'm currently video chatting with mom. BRB. GNW.' Then went back to my mom but unfortunately for me, with such speed and impatience, I actually didn't tap on the send button before leaving! I thought I replied, believe me. This could happen to just anyone. It's not my fault.😓"
Another text came in, "you know I'd never ignore you intentionally.🥺"
Then another, "do you know how happy you make me?🥺"
"Uh… no?"
"Well you make me really happy.🥺"
"Awwn, that's so sweet. I can't stay mad at you.🤗"
"I don't blame you. I've got charms.😌"
"Lol😄 So how are ya?"
I felt a lot better now. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥, 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐢. :(
I smiled at my screen. I felt so much better. Who knew that just typing alphabets and viewing alphabets could have a ginormous effect on one's mood?
Texting Oliver meant the world to me and I could just express myself better through texts than actual words in real life.
Viewing morning texts from Oliver was just enough to make my entire existence! I had a 𝑐𝒉𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝒉𝑟𝑖𝑙𝑙 each time I chatted with important friends online.
In few minutes, Oliver began to respond really slowly and kill the vibe of the chats. I no longer felt as happy as before because I now had to wait longer for his response.
"Oliver?"
"What?🙄"
It seemed already like he was no longer interested in the convo.
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𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐣𝐢 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬.
"Did I say anything wrong?"
"No."
"Are you sure? Why are you becoming distant?"
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𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐣𝐢𝐬.
Immediately, his active status was turned down and I sighed. 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬! 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐢!
It was then I noticed Remi's text: "Okay, lemme be frank—Oliver is actually hot."
I smiled. :))
"Remi, I'm so sorry for delaying your text. It was not on purpose."
"It's fine. I'm not like you who goes crazy over a pending text."
"Yeah, yeah, whatevs."
"So what exactly happened between you and Mr Perfect?"
I explained through a voice note, all that was involved in I and Ollie's little misunderstanding.
"Wow. That post you read online really gave you a bad motivation."
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𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝.
𝐎𝐤𝐚𝐲, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭; 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞. 𝐁𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞.
"Give the guy a break, like I said before. If he's too busy to reply your text then leave him for a while. Perhaps there's a perfect explanation for that. I also think his avoidance wouldn't have much effect on you if you had others to chat with."
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𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭-𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡.
"Stop feeling so entitled. Temi. People have got other things on their plate and responding to your text speedily might not be a part of it."
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𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐢𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐝
"Why'd you even text him more than twice? Or more than once? Gee, Temi!"
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𝐓𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐥.
I as well figured out that most people had a signature emoji.
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𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐑
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𝐀 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐣𝐢 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐣𝐢 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭. 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭. 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐧."
I had mine to be a paintbrush and a black heart.
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At some point, it got quite easy for me to determine an introvert through texts. They were often reserved; even online. Well, others were introverted in the real world but extroverted on the media.
𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐬?
Some dude popped up:
"Hey."
"Hello🖤 How are you doing today?"
"Fine."
"Oh, that's great😊"
"Yh."
I was dumb-struck.
He came around again, after eight minutes.
"Hi."
"Um, hey again. What are you up to?"
"Nothing."
"Oh...kayyy. Could you tell me few things about you?"
"I'm Daniel."
𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭! 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 "𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐥"!
I decided to ignore him and move along. But his text came in again.
𝐎𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐧!
"Why aren't you talking to me? Am I boring?"
"Yes! Yes! Yessss!!!!!!"
"Kk."
𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐫𝐫𝐡!
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⚘𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙇𝙀𝙓𝙄𝘾𝙊𝙂𝙍𝘼𝙋𝙃𝙔⚘
*𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐌*
ΩExtremely disappointed; despondent
∆I was 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑠𝒉𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑜𝑚∆
*𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐋*
Ω Extreme excitement that often creates goosebumps.
∆I had a 𝑐𝒉𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝒉𝑟𝑖𝑙𝑙 each time I chatted with important friends online∆
::♥• 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐓𝐀𝐆 "𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐌𝐂"
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