We did it all. It may be late at night. You ate one (or five) too much. Maybe you're showing a friend a baby you met a few days ago, saying that a friend's fingers are trying to magnify, but it's making a knocking sound. Or you program in a mobile car, the driver bumps into a bump, and your numbers reveal your identity. Yes... I said that I accidentally fell in love with an instagram post on the instagram page. You know that your butt shouldn't be opened. when it first appeared, you were stunned. Advertisements and then regret coming soon. What brings you to this moment? all of you Why am I lurking on that instagram page again? !?!? once you overcome the fact that it happened. Do you think... Should I not like it? but what if the other party notices and thinks you are a full Spaz? You check the date and find that the photo you clicked came from 32 weeks ago, so you are a legal crawling. You promise to use all your options to make it better. If you want bust and all their photos? Are you supposed to use some clever methods to DM them so that random double-click is not so strange? or better... Maybe you should delete your instagram account. Well, maybe it's a little extreme. But you can post a picture of your friend's child, or even a dog playing with your cell phone. Then you can like a bunch of random photos of others, so your mobile phone looks like it's occupied by a lovely child or pet. After so much pressure and extreme drawing, you realize that the best choice is to do nothing. So all you have to do is turn off your cell phone and accept the reality. You promise yourself that this is the last time you track the network. You have learned a lesson. The next morning, I woke up and started again. Advertisements
