Usually Instagram is a source of fun riff raff/artsy fartsy goodness, but yesterday I came across something that turned my beloved photo app into facebook. By that I mean lots of drama came spilling out of the unsaid.
You know how certain updates will you get tons of "likes" while others pop out thousands of crickets chirping? Well that's kind of what happened on Jersey's Instagram page. (I recommend following him. He takes some fun shots...well besides the ones where I hack in and add my own little photo bombs. hee hee.)
So yeah...the photos he took before of his family and so forth got oodles of love from his friends. Then "he" posts this one (hee hee) and SILENCE from the peanut gallery. And that ish ALWAYS happens. His friends kind of magically disappear.
This is honest crap I'm writing here people! Girlfriends never admit/say/write that her dude's friends aren't really feeling her. She usually confesses such things to her best friend and calls it a day, but I love spilling my beans on this thing. (Plus his friends don't read my ish...as you probably now know why.)
So yeah...there's a little girl inside of me that feels a bit hurt by that. Don't know really what to make of it. If this were a Seinfeld episode I'd think I were the girl with man hands or something.