Anons,

i want to tell a story. EU Anon here.

Drunk as fuck. Succesfull. Awake as fuck.

Last night was dope. 2 numbers, kissing with 2 pretty bitches.

But i lost my fucking iphone.

I feel like i am without my hand.

Like what the fuck?????????

Few years ago(15) i had no phone, i was living this short fucking life with letters or "static phone"

When i was calling bitches, it was like: Hello, can you please call your daughter to the phone?

Short story: my life is pretty ok, but my mind is fucked because i dont have my phone..

WHAT THE FUCK.

I am addicted, and i had no idea that i am.

I will not ask for another phone.

I will cancel my phone number.

(I dont have Facebook, Instagram or Twitter)

This life is short, and strange.