6 Things Facebook Won't Remind Me Of


 2012
 Do you remember how you made me so angry when we were sunbathing once? And how you got me my favourite sweeties to apologise afterwards, even though I was the one being a baby? We drank half a bottle of tequila later and devoured an entire watermelon. That's all we really ate and drank that summer, wasn't it?
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2014
 Facebook recently reminded me of the time we spent together in Paris and bathed in the lights of the Eiffel Tower. But it won't know that the only store on the Avenue des Champs-Élysées we went in was H&M.
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2016
 The happiest day of my life was the day you asked me to stay with you forever in that beautiful Italian village. The one that nobody knows took us three train rides, a bus and twenty minutes walking uphill with our luggage to get to. The one that we only went to because of our favourite video games.
 Facebook only knows about the ring. But I guess anyone can tell that I'd go back there in a heartbeat.
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2012
 And you, do you still smile when you remember waiting in line after a ten-hour drive to see that band play live in Vienna? You had the funniest look on your face when you realised we'd left our cameras behind. I wish I could have taken a picture of it.
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2011
 Us, schoolgirls aged fourteen to sixteen, sweet-talking our way into a club in Nice past midnight. We never got in, so we sat in our shoebox hotel room and watched Spirited Away. Growing up is an odd concept.
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2014
 It was the first photo of all of us together, smiling, having a good time. I untagged myself from it for superficial reasons. I still remember coming out of the club and realising that the first snow of the year was falling. We weren't even cold in our min-dresses. We walked home in silence, admiring how the street lights illuminated every snowflake. All the world was a snow globe, and all the men and women merely watched in silence. Listening. Thinking. Feeling.
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Inspired by Ioana Casapu's 16 Memories Facebook Wants Me to Remember

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