we've all been there, and if you're denying it, you're lying. any living human facebooker has partaken in the cheeky facebook stalk once, twice, or maybe everyday.
it doesn't have to even be facebook, other social networks are there, waiting for your stalking needs. twitter for instance is a favourite of some of my nearest + dearest (you know who you are.)
it's all perfectly fine. it's not weird, people are there to be stalked, honest.
think about it... you de-tag pictures of yourself all the time. maybe because the third chin popped in after a particularly heavy night out, or the stroke victim look suddenly came back into fashion for you. but you still de-tag away, in the hopes that no-one who doesn't understand your cray will never see those pictures of 'glory' and judge.
i like to think of it as a 'try before you buy', having a quick look to make sure they're single/ good looking/ no serious health issues/ triple chin pictures. it's perfectly healthy. (tell yourself this, and after a while, you do believe it. it's your new mantra, deal with it.)
it's also the worlds most amazing, time consuming thing, ever. you know that essay that's in for tomorrow? yeah, log onto facebook, see who sarah's new boyf is, judge, look at THOSE malia pictures from 2011, judge again, judge sarah, and move on with life. repeat this process, and voila, an hour later, essay is not done, but you have met so many new people. look at you go!
of course, this is all in jest. don't stalk people, it's weird.
lol jk, stop reading this and go make me proud.
Samm. x
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