Every day, Bebo gave you three little hearts.
Three! Not four, not unlimited — just three chances to cause emotional devastation before tea time.
Daisy: Honestly, it’s like they wanted us to have trust issues.
Because let’s be real — Bebo luv wasn’t just a friendly click. It was a declaration of romantic and/or platonic war.
You gave one to your best mate, one to your crush, and one to your cousin to look socially balanced.
Daisy: Then sat there refreshing like a Wall Street broker waiting for them to give one back.
And oh, the politics.
One day you’d be top of someone’s luv list, next day — gone. Just vanished. Like friendship never existed.
You’d spiral to “Bleeding Love” while updating your skin to something black and sparkly that said “Trust no one 💋.”
Daisy: The drama. The betrayal. The overuse of pink Comic Sans.
The Sacred Rules
- Don’t waste a luv on someone who hasn’t commented back.
- Always reciprocate within 24 hours or you’re officially enemies.
- Never — I repeat never — give one to your mum.
Daisy: You do that once and suddenly your crush thinks you’re emotionally unavailable.
And yet, every night, after all the chaos, we’d still sign off with our mood lyric of choice — probably something like “I’m fine x” — and pretend we didn’t care.
Daisy: We cared. We were just busy crying into our Piczo layouts.
Three hearts. Infinite drama.
Bebo, you chaotic angel, thank you for the emotional training arc we didn’t know we were signing up for. 💅
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