When my father calls me I assume something disastrous has happened - we are also very paranoid. We are the generation of Facebook likes, comments, Gplus photo stories, retweets, @replies and Instagrammable moments. We are the generation of memories in motion, constantly.
We live our lives plainly for society to witness, the internet is our home. The internet is the place we come to at the end of bad day. Who we talk to when we need guidance and it is there with us in every moment, good and bad. We are the generation that have our friends in our ears and heads all day via Skype or Hangouts. We will sit all day, say little to nothing but enjoying each other's company from afar. It's an experiment in intimacy, connection and some conversation...
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