I text a lot. Well, enough that I'm considered an addict. Let me just say this. I am genuinely not always on my phone. Per say, I'm not on my phone because I am typing up this chapter. Everybody see's me as somebody is who ADDICTED to my phone. I can, and have, went days on end without my iPhone. I don't need it, it's just a luxury not an necessity. I did although, just buy a new Windows PC, and also bought a old iPhone 4. I only bought the iPhone for my moms birthday because I am nice, hehe. Back on track; I do text a lot. I listen to a lot of music. I have a LOT of people that text me. Kik, Snapchat, Messenger, Instagram, Vine, iMessage, SMS, Twitter, & Tumblr. Yes, I know, I have a lot of social media. *Don't Judge* So there is a lot of contact between me and a lot of different people, so don't be offended if I don't text you back (that's why my *read recipients* setting is turned off in my iMessage account). So, I thought I would just through that out there, I will write something else Sunday May 6th, if possible. :)
YOU ARE READING
It Starts. Slows Down. Then Stops.
NonfiksiThis is my memoir. It is based off the many factors that run my life. Perhaps, the things I go through daily, the environment around me, or even the things they do. This is everything. It's my life.
