Posting everyday until end of times.

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 I've been posting everyday since 2009 on tumblr to instagram from 2013.

I am so used to it, taking photos and shooting random things and throw them in a dump.

Its been so much fun as i meet alot of people online even internationally too. Building connections and network. 

Some people ask why i do it?

Its just a sense of reporting to my family and friends that i am doing fine and i am ok. Not in danger or when i do become sick or whatever its the first thing they do is report it and help me get out of the hole. I post to make sure everyone i know is ok. If you don't post for months and years and suddenly post again. Its my way to reconnect with some friends and keep a connection. Friends will always be around when you need them. If some makes excuses and reasons then who cares. They don't worth your time. These days everyone only post positive things like birthdays, anniversary, weddings and pregnancy but not all the other stuff in between. I am very transparent with i post online. No one looks at my page anyways only my family literally all my cousins are the main people on my seen on stories and others are either spam..hardly any friends that looks at my stories which i don't mind. If they see it and if they don't do not change a thing. I'm gonna keep on posting until the end of time. Until i can't post anymore.

Thank you to my cousins and family for watching my stories..Its really not much but trying to get attention from my fave artistes. When i get a respond or reaction or seen it makes me figure out the reason why i post to get this feeling i can't describe. 

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