Telegram For Instagram

You know, it’s amazing just how quickly you can find yourself becoming one of the exact people you used to scoff at and make fun of. Those people you used to whisper about to your equally snide friends and point the finger at, the ones you used to swear up and down like “Oh my God, I’ll never be anything like that, no sir. Nuh-uh, never.”

And then, before you know it, before you even realize the fall, you’re smiling, deuces thrown up with the flash going off as you snap that 87th selfie of the day.

The cycle is vicious, make no doubt, but it’s also an enjoyable one once you own up to your own hypocrisy and accept what you’ve done and what you’ve become.

Like I have.

So, yeah. You can call this a letter from an #instaaddict.

The very first picture I reluctantly, curiously posted to instagram occurred over a year ago. Nobody’s ever alone in any thought they have, regardless of the thought or subject, so I know I wasn’t alone in thinking ‘This instagram thing is everywhere, I wonder what all the hype is…’

It’s a process that’s pretty common and jumpstarts the train down some unknown tracks.

So I posted a few pics. Didn’t really get the hashtagging procedure at the time so they were untagged. Needless to say to all you #instagurus out there, nothing really happened and interest waned. Like, dang, this is boring, what now? I posted a few more pics, nothing exciting, just of my laptop and rabbit. Futzed around with the buttons and settings, got my name up, my sig, all that basic goodness.

Meh.

Log out, life goes on. And on. And on. And on, and on, and-

Wait, huh? What’s this old app that got transferred over when I switched phones? Instawhat?

Instagram. Back from the proverbial dead. Alright, I said. I’ll give it one more go.

This time, I put in the effort. Started following some my friends, saw how they tagged, learned what trending was, and figured out that if you wanted to get followers stupid quick you basically had to either show copious amounts of ass or put the top trending tags on your pic. Even if your pic didn’t have a blessed thing to do with the corresponding tag, which was usually the case.

Honestly, mine is 95% coffee. Because I’m a #coffeeaddict. So that’s what mine focuses on. Coffee related pics and coffee jokes I find whenever I can. The other 5% focuses on random silliness.

Instagram is indeed interesting. It is indeed addictive. And it is indeed a great platform to get your business out there. For free at that. Though, just like every other social media outlet, you occasionally have to swim through rivers and oceans of the most nonsensical creations you’ll ever see. But that’s few and far between.

So now I look back and think about all the times I mocked people who poured over their instagram photos, murmuring incessantly about which ‘filter’ worked best or which angle brought out this or that.

And I still laugh. There’s no remorse there, no regret. I thought it was a stupid thing a few years ago and I still do today. Only difference is it’s a ‘fun’ stupid thing.

And life’s all about enjoying the fun stupid things.

—theboy25

Quick outro story: A couple days ago, even after posting my 50th pic a few hours prior, I was waiting in the drive-thru at Micky D’s and I happened to see this one woman quite brazenly holding her phone up, all smiles as she took a picture. A picture with flash accompanied, no less. Though, obviously, it didn’t capture all the magic she wanted it to because she had to take it again. Still with the flash.

First thing that came to mind was ‘that’s going up on her instagram.’

And for all I know, it might’ve been just the average selfie taken for her own pleasure.

…But we all know it was for instagram.