This was supposed to be a small, researched feature article for a class I take. Very quickly, it got a lot bigger.
It’s approximately twelve-thirty on a Thursday night – or should I say Friday morning – when my eyes lock onto a post on the famed social media website, Facebook. My brain, which has settled into a rhythm of mindless scrolling, has to alert my fingers from their automated state of scroll down to one of a quick scroll up. Just to check. Just to make sure that my sleep-deprived mind wasn’t hallucinating. It wasn’t. The post is there: Being nice and complimenting a girl and not even getting acknowledged hurts. Read More