Boredom-Fueled Blog

A few months ago I signed up for a Facebook account because everyone said that it was the greatest thing since sliced bread, or at least the greatest thing since MySpace (which I never thought was great). I hadn’t logged into my account until today, and realized I had no reason for having a Facebook account. One of my main reasons for making one was as a name holder so that no one could steal my identity, but then I realized, with Facebook, they still could even if I had an account.
So I was deactivating my account and got this discouraging, depressing message on my way out:

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