My Phone Hates Me

So, sometimes my phone just opens and does weird shit. Sometimes it plays music, sometimes it opens my notes. Today it opened an old text. I look down to check Twitter and what do I see? This text:

He could be so sweet

This says “So, [Sam]1 looks me straight in the eye. Eyeball to eyeball. He say [sic] ‘I love you so much. I’m so lucky.’ Awww.”

This was not too long before everything blew up. This is an example of why everything has been so confusing to me. This man loved me. He used to do that kind of stuff all the time. But then he… I don’t know. It is what it is now, I guess. Everything happens for a reason blah blah fucking blah.

My phone – or the sly little ghost that’s haunting me – is a cruel, cruel beast.

I like geeky stuff, politics, squirrels and monkeys.

  1. It’s his real name in the picture. []

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