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I wake up every morning clutching my reserve like you clutch your smartphone, pleading with it in a whisper, "Please don't die on me."
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Jan 9, 2015
Jan 9, 2015 at 11:15 AM UTC
Patience for the Impatient
I wake up every morning clutching my reserve like you clutch your smartphone, pleading with it in a whisper, "Please don't die on me."
#metaphor#stupid#smartphones#reserve#cellphones
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Jan 9, 2015
Jan 9, 2015 at 11:15 AM UTC
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