A Photoless Past



I love me some T. Swizzle.

But it’s true. I have a love/hate relationship with The Book.


One word:


You see, when I was deep in the throes of my anorexia, Facebook was just a fetus. As in, only my older brothers had profiles, because you had to have an “.edu” email address to sign up. Not that it really mattered at the time…AOL instant messaging was eating up too much time to care about Facebook. scoffs


Source: A Photoless Past