I’m going over my phone bill. Every time I look at it I want to get
rid of the phone in my house. For the month I made seven dollars worth
of calls. My bill came out to almost fifty dollars.
I got a deal on my cell phone, I pay twenty dollars every three
months for two hundred minutes and you can roll it over. I don’t make
that many calls in a year.
“No filters. No layers. No apologies.” "Art is real, everything else is fake." "Imperfection needs no improvement."
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