well if you must know, i called it.
i was eating my rez express in the caf, all by myself, just because i didn’t want to be in such a weird, tense environment, and i thought to myself, ‘wait. i left my phone.’
but i thought nothing of it because none of my friends have ever looked through my texts without my permission.
my fucking privacy is the only thing i keep sacred.
if you want to look through photos, look through some photos.
goodbye.