The year was 2005. The song was "Helena" by My Chemical Romance. The top eight friends? Locked in. My profile picture was perfection: platinum blonde hair, blunt bangs, The Strokes T-shirt. The platform? Well, Myspace, of course. I'd been reliably informed that anyone who was anyone was on Myspace. If I wanted to exist online, I needed a Myspace account. There were distant rumblings of an obscure college-only social media outlet called Facebook,…
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