I would just to take a moment and to point out how she chooses to spend her gift of data. She spends her phone time of snapchat, sending me photos of me. Just of me, just to me. And she livens them up a bit with some scribbles. I do not know why she does this.
She sends me pictures. Of me. That she takes. Without my knowledge. And scribbles on. In an app. And proceeds to send them to me and only me.
I really don't know why...
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