This SB a.k.a. Social Butterfly would get thousands of likes, +1’s and retweets on posting an ‘OMG!’.
Now, she does not get a single thumbs up, even after putting up her best makeup and wearing the costliest dress she’s got. People are over with her…her style…her drama…her overdo…or maybe, she is over with people. She resides everywhere. When she was a social caterpillar, the world encouraged her- to be a butterfly and now when she spreads her wings of varied colour they are least bothered! This world is so cruel.
She is breaking down. She was destined to break down. She is on pills. Her family is depressed. Her colours are fading. She smashed her new iPhone last night. Who cares?
Her sister has created seventeen fake accounts and has liked her pictures. But she is upset. She’s not happy with seventeen or twenty likes…she wants thousands of likes showering…like before…when her wings had colour…
Will she survive?
She heard a notification pop up on her phone. Someone had commented “ewww!” on one of her posts…If you can’t do good, why do bad? She heard another pop… “poop!”…another pop… “show off!”…why do bad?
She took an overdose of sleeping pills, knowing that alone would not kill her she cut her veins, she was barely being able to move when she jumped through the veranda – she remained an overdo…till death put a thumbs up.