John Doe
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Bab 1: Prologue: Log In
I look at myself in the mirror one last time. This is a big day. This might be the beginning and also the end.
End of confusions, regrets, anger and pain.
I gathered all the things I need. They might be already waiting for me outside. I do not want them to get bored. This is an important day for all of us, after all.
But suddenly, an idea struck in my head.
"It won't hurt, I guess."
I took my laptop and sat on the edge of my bed. I booted it and opened the internet browser. I typed a particular website on the search engine.
tumblr.com
I sighed before typing my email address and password. It's been years since my last log in. I didn’t know I was already feeling nervous.
As I observe the dashboard, I realized that it changed a lot. From the website’s design to the people who posts stuff. Before, my dashboard was full of pictures, GIFs, and news regarding my favorite girl group; but it is now just full of random pictures and quotes. It felt like the party has already ended.
I realized that those bloggers I was following on this site, who were also fangirls, have already matured and have ventured different opportunities in life. Into good or bad? I don't know. Life is a matter of choice after all.
I scanned some posts. I saw something humorous. It has a picture of a certain Disney character.
Your song is fucking irritating the shit out of us but its message really works. Good job, Elsa.
I smiled.
I checked the navigations located on the side. I can’t remember anymore if the number of my followers remains the same, but what I know is that I had a thousand of them.
I am fortunate that I gained friends from this thousand of followers. Online friends that turned into real-life friends. And one of them changed my perspective in life.
I checked the other navigations.
Posts
I clicked it. I was welcomed with my posts few years back. Those posts have reached hundreds of reblogs. I smiled as some memories rushed back. I clicked the mass post editor and the next thing I knew I was already scanning the conversations from the previous years.
Our conversations.
Memories punched me real hard, I could almost feel a physical pain. But despite all of this, one thing is for sure…
I have accepted defeat.
And finally, I can let it go.
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