I am a relic of the past. I am a relic of the modern age. I am writing utter *Insert censored word of choice* because I feel like it.

I say Ain't instead of Isn't

I'm the one with attitude. 

I'm the one who relies on auto correct

I'm the one who tries to use the Rule of 3

I ain't got time for this bruddas and sistas. 

I haven't got the time to look over mistakes I made as a joke.

I'm also depressive. You might want to know that.

If you're reading this at a bus stop on your phone, look behind you. The bus. It might hit you.